Okay, but why is Louis wearing eyeliner and lestat isn’t? Shouldn’t it be the other way around, you know, rock star and all?
That isn’t eyeliner tho; those are dark circles under his eyes that show off just how done he is with his undead life. And Lestat. Mostly how done he is with Lestat.
At least 90% of those dark circles have accumulated because of Lestat-related-stress.
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
♛”Are you trying to instigate a fight between Marius and I, fleur de rouge du Versailles? IT WON’T WORK. I’ve done much worse than remind him he’s an old man, directly to his face!” Lestat smirked, leaning back and straightening his vest.
“To answer though, it’s all relative: I am a fuckton older than you, and Marius is a mega-fuckton older than me and he knows it. Lords it over me implicitly. He’s a wealth of knowledge and experience and I can’t help but love him for the magnificent resource that he is. Although sometimes his opinions would be best kept to himself.”
♛Usually not. Bed-related shopping is one of my favorite chores! Which happens pretty often *winks* I particularly love waterbeds, the heated water is so soothing. But CERTAIN PEOPLE are afraid of the potential water damage from a pierced waterbed, sooooo I can’t actually OWN one.
Sleeping in coffins, though, I see why it would make you feel odd, dead… I think I find it… comforting or punishing depending on my mood. It’s a comfort to be in such a small space in perfect darkness, reminiscent of going to ground, completely embraced by the earth.
I order my coffins custom – large, Italian silk lining, memory-foam mattress, and I do enjoy sharing with a loved one, you’re always invited, mon bijou ❤
Other times, when I don’t want to allow myself the luxury of sleeping in a bed… I climb into an older coffin, lined with towels, in the attic. It’s a real punishment.
For safety, and on this you might agree: a large trunk is still my most trusted place to sleep on a ship. I’ve found that mortals assume a coffin contains the dead; so regardless of vehement instruction, or loads of cash, they insist on putting it in non-passenger-accessible storage! Most irritating.