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I’ve not actually hit a milestone or anything (although I have gained a couple hundred followers in just a few months and idk why tbh).  Just felt like making another follow forever.  I’ll inevitably do another one when I hit 1k followers.

I made this account a little over two years ago.  Compared to a lot of people, I’m relatively new to RP, having only started doing it in 2011, and Louis is now the character I’ve roleplayed longest.  It’s been A+ much fun gr9.  Thank you all for being cool.

Fanart credit here.

→ actual shout outs

Some of my good friends go follow.

► archangeloftheunderground
I keep saying I’m going to read Kuroshit and then I never do because I’m lame, but despite not knowing the canon well, I adore her Ciel.  Louis likes to unnerve him sometimes.  Also I’m going to drag the mun to an insane water slide someday.

► deadlyxdelights
I legit want to pinch Sven’s cheeks 99.9999% of the time.  He’s a bae and Louis likes to invite him over to his place for private poetry readings and kisses.  Bri is an awesome RPer and an even greater person that I am very appreciative to have as a friend.  I always look forward to talking and RPing with her.

► devilsviolinist
A+ Nicki and a great roleplayer.  Her writing blows me away.  We’ve had some kind of spiritual connection idk.

► firebrandxozera
I know literally nothing about every single character she RPs true story.  I thought Gerard Way was a fictional character from a fictional band called My Chemical Romance, so I feel like I’ve learned many things from Ali.

► gorgeous-fiend
One of the very first Lestats I RPed with on here.  She disappeared for a while and it made me super sad.  Her Lestat is really the whole deal?  Like, she captures his general ridiculousness along with how complex of a character he actually is.  Her Lestat has made me laugh and cry deep inside.  Also another wonderful person and idk I’m not letting her go ever ok.

► interviewed-the-vampire
Louis wants to hit this Daniel over the head and it’s perfect.  Cera’s also hilarious and has said some of the most memorable things in Skype calls for the entirety of 2014, imo.  But do the vampires still have their butt hairs??

► i-want-my-iwtv
Not even an RPer but idgaf.  She makes some of the most hilarious posts.  Definitely a blog that all VC fans should be following.  And she’s seriously one of the nicest people.  Like, legit, she’s so kind to me I can’t even.

► redthelittlesprite
My Red baby.  The character is adorable and the mun is a badass bitch who I love to death.  She’s someone I consider very dear.

► rufescentreaper
Literally one of the funniest people I know.  We’ve actually not roleplayed a whole lot on any of her accounts, but she gets a shout out for being a pal.

► telepathic-labrat
One of my main RP partners from a previous fandom and in-general one of my bros.  We’ve been friends for several years, so it’d be blasphemous not to list her here.

► vampiresantiago
A wonderful Santiago.  Lots of depth given to a minor character here.  The roleplayer is also someone I consider one of my greatest friends.

► viaticumforthemarquise
DUDE SO I STALKED HER FANFICS AND STALKED HER ON DREAMWIDTH FOR AGES BEFORE WE STARTED TALKING TRUE STORY.  She’s actually my senpai.  But yeah, Gabrielle’s a really intense character and I absolutely adore how she portrays her.  It please me immensely that she started RPing on Tumblr. ouo

→ people i talk to/rp with a lot

agelessinatweedsuit  askthebratprince  biancasolderinis  blackwingedbotticelli  bloodanddye  botticellicious  boywhowouldbepriest  brb-being-brazilian  caravaggiocupid complisult elohei-rivka  everlastingporcelain  evan-wheeler  exceptvodka  forgotten-mayfair  forgotten-prince-of-venice  from-fiction-into-legend  gingerhairedimmortal  iam-yourqueen  immortal-gentleman  infantdeath  lucid-blood  marius-de-romanus  molloy-reporterboy  poitou-corrillaut  porcelainebrisee  porcelainreeper primusdux  redhairedtwin  reporterboy  theoriginalbloodcountess  thevampire-claudia  thevampiremael  vita—ante—acta  wretchedmother  yougivebadhead  zairemalak

→ cool folks i totes sit and stare at on the dash
+ other accounts of people i love

amadeo-child-of-the-renaissance  angeloalinere  angelustheancient  aprofoundduplicity  aspecificskillset  baron-de-rais  blackwood-tarquin  cant-always-be-the-living-legend  cherub-without-wings  chosensaviour  chrissydeath-rp  chrissydeath-rp  claudiaindarkness  cloudsinvenice  dark-eyed-elegance  devmin  devmin-art  diplomacywink  eccentricmagic  eternallyfabulousbratlestat  feministlestat  gairid  goldenhaired-sybelle  ignatiius  ilbotticello  inpainandregret  insanustate  instantdiamond  itsnotmyrealname  kellenmotherfuckingvincent  king-lestat  laviniaspeaks  lestattheonetruepope  levoleurcinetique  littleredmoon  lo-gic-us  lucasmwinters  malediicta  mari-o-netta  mariusthevampire  mekare-thequeen  michaelgayland  mickienotthemouse  minaharkersghost  missmoiraohara  mistressxmaharet  murderisarttome  nijah  notafuckingsaviour  overlook-hotel-survivor  pandoratheancient  patertenebris  put-the-needle-through  prince-of-the-brats  reasontoodreams  redbloodedbrit  redwinterfall  remyrosenfeld  rinascitadipasta  salems-little-sadist  shadowsuspended  sins-of-the-godless  sookiesukehnow  sugared-satyr  sweettranzvestitefrankie  swynford-de-beaufort  sybelle-the-appassionata  symphoniepourlediable  talamascantraveller  takeabiteoutofyou  tenebrisminflesh  the-amadeo-in-flames  thebiancasolderini  thebelovedpandora  thedanielmolloy  thegodhasburned  the-immortal-blue-eyes  thepharaoh-enkil  thestoppableunforce  themanwiththeblackbag  thevampirecreole  theunknownfledgling  vampchronfic  vanimiel  vc-anon-fairy  vicariousviolet  vittorioraniari  vxtesaxon  waywardmartyr  wehavemommyissues  whitelaceandxstrange  whopraysoverus  x-animus  x-dolcevendetta  x-gabrielle  x-moneypowerglory

*RIGHT IN THE FEELS* merci, merciful-death *u*

Yes all of these ppl are unique flowers in the Savage Garden, check them out!

ooc; I’VE BEEN LAUGHING AT THE HERO FANGS FOR LIKE AN HOUR

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[8:10:50 PM] Burnadette dpdL: THE LOUIS FANGS dear lord
[8:11:08 PM] Burnadette dpdL: Ok let me explain u a thing about the word Hero
[8:11:14 PM] Burnadette dpdL: when it comes to props
[8:11:27 PM] Burnadette dpdL: it means the absolute best version of them produced
[8:11:43 PM] Burnadette dpdL: so that duplicates could be compared to them
[8:11:53 PM] Burnadette dpdL: to ensure that they all matched and were consistent
[8:12:06 PM | Edited 8:12:10 PM] ʟᴏᴜɪs ᴅᴇ ᴘᴏɪɴᴛᴇ ᴅᴜ ʟᴀᴄ (ﾉ￣д￣)ﾉ: ………I SEE
[8:12:08 PM] Burnadette dpdL: there were 2 sizes of fangs made for each character
[8:12:19 PM] Burnadette dpdL: 1 for talking scenes (short fangs)
[8:12:27 PM] Burnadette dpdL: 2nd pair for attack scenes
[8:12:29 PM] ʟᴏᴜɪs ᴅᴇ ᴘᴏɪɴᴛᴇ ᴅᴜ ʟᴀᴄ (ﾉ￣д￣)ﾉ: I thought it meant that Louis’ fangs were Superman or some shit
[8:12:31 PM] Burnadette dpdL: or wide shots
[8:12:44 PM] Burnadette dpdL: bc the little ones weren’t visible enough in wide shots
[8:12:53 PM] Burnadette dpdL: but the big ones were hard to talk in
[8:13:04 PM] Burnadette dpdL: Yeah well HE IS ALSO A SUPERHERO
[8:13:10 PM] ʟᴏᴜɪs ᴅᴇ ᴘᴏɪɴᴛᴇ ᴅᴜ ʟᴀᴄ (ﾉ￣д￣)ﾉ: in bed

Kissed

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Send 'Kissed' and I’ll generate a number from 1 to 45 to determine where your muse has kissed mine and how my muse reacts!
5. Lips

They’d argued again tonight, or rather, Armand had stood before him, exasperated as he pleaded with Louis to feel again, to love him, be joyous with him, whilst Louis himself had simply sat apathetic in his chair, listening more closely to the music of Frank Sinatra that played upon their radio than to his companion of years.

He’d died within that courtyard with her eighty-some years ago, and no matter how much or often Armand wished to prop up his walking corpse and attempt to appease him, little would change the fact that he now felt nothing.  Louis was certain it would be only a short stretch of time before the elder vampire left him, and yet he felt nothing for that either.

It had been sudden—Armand’s lips crushing themselves against his, Louis’ eyes widening only slightly in reaction.  The kiss expressed all that his companion—lover—had spoken of, yet allowed him no room to ignore.

For a quick and fleeting moment, his heart clenched with realization that perhaps in some other circumstances, they could have been happy.

A misconception may be that people thinks he’s a hopeless emo.

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Send me a misconception you think people have about my character and I'll explain if it's true or not

ooc; OH YES I’M GLAD SOMEONE SENT ME THIS ONE.  To be honest, I feel like the super-whiny emo misconception stems partially from the movie?  Because as much as I love the IwtV movie, I feel like there were some key things missing with him (which is honestly understandable with a movie adaption of a book).

The thing about Louis is that he actually doesn’t hate himself.  Louis has an immense ego, which is something he himself spoke of in Interview with the Vampire.  He’s such an immense perfectionist, I feel, that he doesn’t always know how to cope with his own failures.  He falls into self-loathing because he honestly can’t deal with imperfections within himself.  But even in his times of “brooding,” his ego still rears its head.  He believed that he wanted to die in 1791, but could never let it happen.  His ego wouldn’t allow it.

As a mortal man, Lestat “crushed his ego,” but once they were on an equal playing field as vampires, he began to see him differently and within his first night as an immortal, felt he was superior to Lestat.  His feeding on rats was just as much a battle of pride as it was his sentimental feelings for humans.

Lestat and himself constantly get into these little ego battles, with the rats, with the Frenieres, with Claudia, with Lestat’s choices of victims, with Lestat’s every rash decision later on.  Like, Louis definitely isn’t a pushover.  One of the reasons Lestat made him was to be his “conscience,” and he certainly has to be an equal to serve that role.

Louis does go through periods where he just lets himself become apathetic and drift, but he never lets himself fade away and disappear.  Which I think is partially his ego and partially that he waits for Lestat to revitalize him like he’s fucking Sleeping Beauty and Lestat is Prince Charming.  Honestly, they both need each other so much.

I think the fact that Louis has never went to ground is a testament to his strength.  And even when Lestat’s losing it, he generally remains sane and by his side until a point comes that he just can’t anymore and has to leave.  Because Louis is very self-serving and capable of loving Lestat from a distance while Lestat’s doing something loony like Rowan fucking Mayfair.

99% of the time that Louis’ sitting around appearing emo, he’s just beating himself up for doing something wrong because~~~perfectionist first-born son.

Am I turning into a merciful-death reblogging blog? I’m sorry. It’s just that I agree with it so much and I can’t help but want to s h a r e.

◎ What’s the kinkiest thing you ever did with Lestat?

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Put ◎ in my ask. My muse will answer any question you ask them. Even if it’s secret.

Ah, Dieu.  This question.  I do not know if this example fully suffices.

It was 1984, London, shortly after Lestat and I’s visit to the then-mortal David Talbot in the Talamascan Motherhouse.  Lestat had insisted upon making the most of our impromptu visit to the English city, and he did indeed follow through on his whim of gifting me an overcoat, long and black, lined with fur, although I wore it only twice, both times for him.

We were to visit the Tower of London, as he suggested, but he insisted upon first getting me “proper” clothing so I should deal with the cold.  To my dismay, we broke into a department store that had already closed for the evening.  He thought it was wonderful fun and started shoving me around the various clothing racks, shouting loud enough that I was certain some security officer somewhere surely must have heard.  He laughed and threw a bundle of clothing into my hands, insisting that I put them on for him.

As frustrating as he was being, I could not deny that the autumn air chilled me, and my loose sweater was hardly sufficient for warmth.  Despite my inner acknowledgement of that, however, the two of us began to further bicker.  I had stormed off at that point, wandered near the jewelry counters, when he finally pounced upon me, ripping my threadbare clothing off and insisting he would dress me himself if I would “behave so childishly;” although I still believe that it was himself that was acting such.

As with many of our arguments, there came a point in which we both tired of it, and one must understand that despite our reunion prior to the concert, the two of us truly had not had much time together at all by that point.  We missed each other tremendously, but I suppose I would be less likely to admit to it than he.

I believe it was I that initiated it that time, grasping him by his lapels and forcing him into a kiss.A kiss lead to his attire disappearing, and while I was caught unawares, he had tied my hands together to some contraption on the counter with the very tie he intended me to wear.  We explored one another in a way we had not in such a long stretch of time.  Not even the night of our initial reunion were we allowed it, with his band mates moving about.

He’d bit into my thigh, and I do not quite recall how, but the counter behind me then slid and broke apart.  It did not cease our intimacy, although moments later there was the sound of sirens and I became keenly aware of the security camera above us, as did Lestat.  He put his new abilities to good use and destroyed them—but not after a jest that he should find the tapes and take them home for our personal collection.  Which, I do believe he did collect, for the purpose of there not being evidence, he said.  I’m certain he still has it somewhere.

We were cleaned up and out of the building before the police arrived, running about London half-dressed.  I wore only that coat he had chosen up until we reached a private room where it was once more removed.

It was certainly an evening.

Let It Burn

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merciful-death:

The candle glows bright on my desk tonight

Not a body to be seen
A kingdom of cremation,
And The Boy knows I’m the king.

Lestat is howling like the swirling flames inside
Couldn’t keep it in, heaven knows I tried

Don’t let him in, don’t let him scream
Be the vampire you always have to be
Appeal, don’t kneel, don’t let her woe
Well, now he glows

Let it burn, let it burn
Can’t hold it back anymore
Let it burn, let it burn
Run away and slam the door

I don’t care
We cannot delay
Let the fire rage on,
Lestat usually bothered me anyway

It’s funny how some distance
Makes me so enthralled
And with Armand beside me
It’s time to kill them all

It’s time to say my last adieu
To finally run that buffoon through
No fight, no throng, no fools for me
I’m free

Let it burn, let it burn
I am one with Armand and fire
Let it burn, let it burn
I’m glad to see them fry

I don’t care
If they scream in pain
Let the flames rage on

The fire rushes through the air onto the stage
The fool rushes towards me like a total imbelice
With a strong swing he’s cut in half at last,
He’s never coming back,
I saved him for last

Let it burn, let it burn
And they die at the break of dawn
Let it burn, let it burn
My little girl is gone

Here I stand
Beside Armand
Let the flames rage on,
He hated them all anyway

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