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i-want-my-iwtv:

Here’s one way to shut Lestat up. 

merciful-death added:

#[ HAHAHA THIS IS ACTUALLY A LEGIT HEADCANON OF MINE ]

MINE TOO >;]

skeletalroses:

vampchronfic:

you little pyro

And Louis looked upon his handiwork, and he saw that it was good.

# in the beginning Louis burned the furnishings and the house
# and on the third day Louis burned his creator and the new house
# and on the sixth day Louis burned the theatre and its troupe
# and on the seventh day Louis rested
# and then after that Louis probably burned something else
# Louis de Pointe du Lac
# Interview with the Vampire
# The Vampire Chronicles
# vampires
# burning

vampchronfic:

Brad is so high.

Kirsten Dunst told Bullet magazine, re her first kiss was w/ Brad Pitt:

“It was just a peck… Everyone at the time was like, ‘You’re so lucky you kissed Brad Pitt,’ but I thought it was disgusting.

"I didn’t kiss anyone else until I was 16, I think. I was a late bloomer.”

thegreenwolf:

People often think of fire as a destructive force, and it can be. But fire also rejuvenates the land. Many grasses have evolved root systems that survive fires so they can be renewed, and some trees and other plants have seeds that only germinate after a fire has come through. Plus fires clean out old dead wood and other debris, making it easier for fresh plant life to grow. 

cloudsinvenice

#you will LOSE those pants #in more ways than one

YES, yes he will >;]

Also I actually revised that memeything, this is better:

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l-e-s-t-a-t:

                               a lestat/louis fanmix

      “Where’s the black cape and ‘finely tailored’ black coat and the silk tie and all that foolishness?” I asked.
      Eyes locked on each other.
      Then he broke the stillness and laughed without making a sound. But he went on studying me with a rapt expression that gave me a secret joy. And with the boldness of a child, he reached out and ran his fingers down the lapel of my gray velvet coat.
      ”Can’t always be the living legend,” he said. The voice was like a whisper that wasn’t a whisper. And I could hear his French accent so clearly, though I had never been able to hear my own.

[1] ᴅʀᴀɪɴ ʏᴏᴜ – ɴɪʀᴠᴀɴᴀ [2] ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴏʀʀᴏʀ ᴏғ ᴏᴜʀ ʟᴏᴠᴇ – ʟᴜᴅᴏ [3] ᴅᴇᴍᴏɴs – ɪᴍᴀɢɪɴᴇ ᴅʀᴀɢᴏɴs [4] ʙᴏʀɴ ᴛᴏ ᴅɪᴇ – ʟᴀɴᴀ ᴅᴇʟ ʀᴇʏ [5] ʙᴏɴᴇs ᴀɴᴅ sᴋɪɴ – ᴍɪʀᴀʜ [6] ʙᴜʏ ᴛʜᴇ sᴛᴀʀs – ᴍᴀʀɪɴᴀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅɪᴀᴍᴏɴᴅs [7] ᴄᴀʀɴɪᴠᴀʟ ᴏғ ʀᴜsᴛ – ᴘᴏᴇᴛs ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ғᴀʟʟ [8] ᴅᴀɴᴄɪɴɢ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʀᴋ – ʙʀᴜᴄᴇ sᴘʀɪɴɢsᴛᴇᴇɴ [9] ʜᴀʀsʜ ʀᴇᴀʟᴍ – ᴡɪᴅᴏᴡsᴘᴇᴀᴋ [10] ɪ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʟᴏᴠᴇ – ᴄᴀʟᴠɪɴ ʜᴀʀʀɪs (ғᴇᴀᴛ. ᴇʟʟɪᴇ ɢᴏᴜʟᴅɪɴɢ) [11] ғᴏʀɢɪᴠᴇɴ – ᴡɪᴛʜɪɴ ᴛᴇᴍᴘᴛᴀᴛɪᴏɴ[12] ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ɴᴏᴡ – ᴍᴜᴍғᴏʀᴅ ᴀɴᴅ sᴏɴs

                                               listen // fanart credit

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                              CLAUDIA
		He belongs with those reptiles,
		Louis. He deserved to die.

				LOUIS
		Then maybe so do we. Every night of
		our lives. He was my brother. My
		maker. He gave me this life,
		whatever it is.

				CLAUDIA
		I did it for us, Louis. So we could
		be free.

	He stands there, saying nothing.

				CLAUDIA
		Louis, look at me.

				LOUIS
			(bitterly)
		I can't. Go away from me.

	Claudia is shocked to her core. She steps back. Louis
	stares at the rippling waters. Gradually the movement
	of alligators stops. Then he hears a sound he hasn't
	heard in years. Soft, choking. He turns, sees Claudia
	sitting by a cypress tree, like a little girl for the
	first time in years. She is weeping copiously.

				LOUIS
		Claudia - You're crying -

	We see her face, tears of blood running down it. She is
	heartbroken, lost.

				CLAUDIA
		You never talked to me like that -
		in all these years.

				LOUIS
		And you never cried -

				CLAUDIA
		I can't bear it when you do - I
		would die rather than lose you
		Louis. I would die the way he died.

	Louis gathers her in his arms.

				LOUIS
		Hush, Claudia, hush now my dear -

				CLAUDIA
		Tell me you don't hate me Louis. I
		did it for you -

	Louis walks her towards the carriage.

				LOUIS
		I love you Claudia. Always. And we
		are free now, Claudia. No Lestat.
		Just the two of us, beginning the
		great adventure of our lives.