♛ wombatkittenkisser, it’s subjective. As LIFE ITSELF is subjective! There are high points that reach towards the very sun and low points that go right down to repeated bloody-lego-stepping-self-mutilation. “Goodness”lies in how you react to it.
Keep reading, it gets better! And worse! It’s a rollercoaster. You’ll get more enjoyment out of the fanworks if you know more about the characters ;]
‘Are you afraid of me, Louis?’ he shouted. ‘Are you afraid? The child’s alive, Louis, you left her breathing. Shall I go back and make her a vampire? We could use her, Louis, and think of all the pretty dresses we could buy for her. Louis, wait, Louis! I’ll go back for her if you say!’ And so he ran after me all the way back to the hotel, all the way across the rooftops, where I hoped to lose him, until I leaped in the window of the parlor and turned in rage and slammed the window shut. He hit it, arms outstretched, like a bird who seeks to fly through glass, and shook the frame. I was utterly out of my mind.
ooc; Never forget that time Louis and Lestat got into a fight where Lestat chased Louis across the whole fucking city and then Lestat hit a window like a bird (via merciful-death)
“And it was Lestat who found me out; Louis the sentimentalist, the fool, feasting on a golden-haired child, a Holy Innocent, a little girl.” – Interview with the Vampire