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So this has circulated long enough, @takemetocoffin-or-losemeforever made this, and IT IS A PERFECT SCREENCAP&TEXTMEME COMBO BC:

– Look at Claudia’s face. She looks like she JUST told them. It had to be said.

– Louis is all *shitshitshit how can i answer her without lying… “I’m only gay for Lestat…” No, that sounds weird… “We’re only gay sometimes…. like for 20 minutes at a time…” No, sometimes it lasts longer… so conflicted… If I wait long enough maybe Lestat will have a better answer.

– Lestat is just standing there growling, not sure if he should be offended or impressed that she figured it out despite his efforts to keep certain things behind closed doors. If I wait long enough maybe Louis will have a better answer.

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annabellioncourt:

sheepskeleton:

-exploring the darkness, 1/?-

Did that scene ever happen? Was that another one of Armand’s lies? It doesn’t matter. I wanted to explore the classical motive of David with Goliath’s head, here inevitably twisted, losing its victorious aspect, leaving only the figure of a young boy, holding a severed head. 

I hope to God that this story was just something that Armand made up; somehow trying to intimidate the others, displaying the cruelty he could be capable of. This whole section though had me enthralled, the middle section of TVA was some of Rice’s best writing in my opinion, and the image of this–the Botticelli cherub, dressed in dusty and outdated but once opulent 18th century clothing, beneath the Paris streets, the stench of rot, old graves, and the filth of the city permeating through the earth, in a dark room lit by greasy tapers of tallow candles, hacking apart the body of this thing, this abomination as he sees her, this obstacle to his newest fascination, that of Louis, and he will demolish her, just as the hands were removed from the violinist in a mad attempt to reach Lestat again, this devil with an angel’s face capable of Lucifer’s cruelty–its a world of obscenity for its beauty, sublime in its composition of a clash of ideals, and shows like two unlikely titans of evil within the series as the most innocent in the face.

As always, perfectly captured by the wonderful @sheepskeleton

“I tried to grant her fondest wish, that she should have the body of a woman,
a fit shape for the tragic dimension of her soul.

…Enough. I won’t relive it.

I will not.

I never loved her. I didn’t know how.”

– The Vampire Armand

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cloudsinvenice:

reapersun:

“Put it away, John. There’s no point.”

“You are so clever, aren’t you, Sherlock Holmes. So very clever. Perhaps I should keep you…”

~~~

when i was 12 or 13 i got way into the vampire chronicles and ended up reading so many awful vampire novels because of it and p much nothing topped lestat okay

what a little bitch

also there were only four books nothing after body thief counts you can’t convince me otherwise memnoch who da fuck is that idek

And Lestat would be SO into Sherlock and would turn him and then be completely surprised when their relationship became a clusterfuck. But he’d still hold out hope! 😀

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juliancasabowie:

holy FUCKKKKK. who ever drew this, bless your soul! MY OTP IS BEAUTIFUL. 

AHHHH AGHSFJKIDUGHSBNJKEKIRF

armand & lestat ♥♥♥♥♥

Source:  Armand and Lestat by Zestyx  ;D

Source: zestyx.deviantart.com

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vcsecretgifts:

For @i-want-my-iwtv, who had “Lestat and Claudia have a teaparty with blood in the cups, Louis is not amused” for a prompt. I like Lestat and Claudia by themselves when I finished because it had a creepy/funny vibe. Imagine just before Louis walks in all =_= if you will.

I hope you like!!! 😀

From: @remarried

This is SO perfect, I can’t even!

♥u♥  Their expressions, the obvious familial chemistry going on here, the details (Claudia has a cushion for a little height! Or bc she’s the princess, probably both ;u;) the creepy/funny vibe, I love it. She is totally a chip off the old block. 

You are totes right, it’s way better that Louis isn’t there, ruining the moment with his lack of humor about what constitutes “playtime.”

Memento Mori

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devilsfool:

We didn’t conceive you in the normal way one comes by a child. I wish I could say you were made in love, but the entire world knows by now that your conception was fueled by desperation–though I’d beg that, at the end of that dark and frightened tunnel was more love than I properly knew what to do with. 

So you were born in darkness and desperation. But you quickly became the light around which our lives revolved. 

I came here tonight intending to write a passionate discourse about your life, but all I can focus on is your absence. Do you know how keenly I feel it? How keenly we both feel it?

You no longer lie as a chasm between us, as the ghost that haunts every word we utter to each other, every stolen moment or intimate touch. But you are still there. You are not forgotten. 

Tonight the flat is covered in flowers for you. They are on every conceivable surface–I went a bit overboard this time, though I’m not sorry for it. …He will chastise me a bit for it, of course, especially because it will overwhelm him, but he is the one who explained to me that we must each learn to grieve in our own way. This is mine. 

Je t’aime, ma fille. Then, now, always. 

Bon anniversaire.