“Ferris Wheel”
Armand & Daniel
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“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…”
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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 idekAnd 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! 😀
poodins: I may or may not have been influenced a bit by your one video post…
OMG! This is FAAAABULOUS *flails* *twirls* LIN GET IN HERE AND SETTLE THIS *collapses*
i-want-my-iwtv asked me about the pic in my icon; the photo was in a magazine–I seem to remember it was Vogue Italia, but I wouldn’t swear to it. I still have the page, but the magazine is long gone; may have been 2003 or so. Anyway, when I saw this I was pretty sure Lestat and Louis had decided to do a photoshoot for Karl Lagerfeld, possibly at Lestat’s home in the Auvergne before he decided to rebuild. Anyway, I scanned it and have used it as my icon ever since.
i’d been talking to my sister about how the coven is like family that tolerate/love each other, then hate each over & over. only bc vampires it’s like hundreds of years instead of between holidays. we decided it reminded us of southern folk most bc lord god if any group is BEST at interchanging PA tolerance and grudging love, it’s
kinfolk south of the mason-dixon line. bless their hearts.
so then southern family mortal AU
armand is clearly the spoiled baby of the family who has fucked everyone over at least once being selfish & lestat is the black sheep. louis exists between being embarrassed by and endeared to them kinda like canon Huh
Submission by matthaworthart for the What We Do In The Shadows poster competition!
YOU GUYS THE FONTS! ❤
Hey trent, what kind of shampoo do you use?
So I was at work today, laughing to myself while drawing this. X’D
Truth serum: what is you favorite physical feature on Lestat
TRUTH SERUM!
For the next 5 hours, my muse cannot lie about a n y t h i n g.His mouth.
As he himself has described, it is impossibly expressive. It is certainly true that his emotions can be seen in his ever-changing eyes as well, but it is his mouth that he molds so perfectly to his mood.
His smile can charm any man or woman he encounters—myself included—giving him this image of some suave youth that’s holding a mystery you cannot quite grasp, yet so entirely desire. He needs not employ the Mind Gift on any of his victims of the little drink; all that is required is his smile.
Lestat pouts when he is upset or simply wishing to achieve something. He is well aware of how I cannot bare that ridiculously childish look upon his face. When he cannot win me over with that “shit eating grin,” as it would be called, he will pout. I am ultimately a “sucker” for it. I will disregard whatever previously held my attention with a sigh of exasperation before giving him that attention.
When irritated, he will set his lips in the finest line. An argument can be predicted by that stillness.
He can look quite intimidating when angered, which is another matter that he has written of himself. But it is not simply his “generous mouth” which gives that impression, of course. His entire face morphs into a look of rage. It is rare that even I encounter it; we’ve only had such intense fights a handful of times throughout our history.
Ah, but a description would be incomplete without noting all that his mouth is capable of as well. While his grins and pouts might throw me into submission, the way his lips work upon my skin win me over to him completely, of which he is also utterly aware. He will kiss behind my ears, trail down to my neck, whispering this and that all the way. We will share a kiss between one another, sometimes rough, other times slow and passionate, and it is in those moments that I can do nothing but give myself over to him. I ponder then if eternity could be comprised only of his lips upon my every inch of skin.
I can hardly blame those many that fall in love with him. He is, unfortunately, irresistible at times. A true Casanova, Lestat is.
I-want-my-IWTV 