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theraphaellus:

monstersinthecosmos:

vampiricmusicaltheatre:

Look all I’m saying is, if snapchat existed in the 80’s Daniel would most definitely have ‘not so passive’ aggressively snapped Armand a lot.

but what if he just took Polaroids and left them all over the place for Armand to find when he woke up. YOU CAN WRITE LITTLE NOTES/CAPTIONS ON THE WHITE STRIP ON THE BOTTOM so it definitely happened. 

He definitely did that. Someone artsy make them now, I need them in my life

#HEADCANON ACCEPTED

Lestat: I like your new pants!
Louis: thanks, they were 50% off
Lestat: I’d like them a lot better if they were 100% off
Louis: the store can’t just give stuff away for free.
Lestat: that’s not what I meant
Louis: that’s a terrible way to run a business, Lestat.

seananmcguire:

syntaxtree:

mairzydotes:

bagelcollector:

madness-and-gods:

NO 😂

I’m George RR Martin 

growing up in maine us writers were of course always comparing ourselves to stephen king.  TURNS OUT HE’S FUCKING WRITER GEORG

“average writer writes 3 books a year" factoid actualy just statistical error. average person writes 1 book per year. Steven King, who lives in cave & writes over 10,000 each day, is an outlier adn should not have been counted

Stephen King is the challenge I set for myself daily.

@dril tweets for the Vampire Chronicles

Lestat: I shoudl not be expected to put my knee on the ground to propose to a woman, the same ground where the animals shit,
Louis: see this watch? i got it by Crying. my car? Crying. my beautiful wife? Crying. my perfect teeth? Crying. now get the fuck out of my office
Armand: interseting. it appears “emotions” were basically just rrage faces that people did in real life, before online existed,
Marius: stonehenge actually sucks and i hope someone pushes those rocks the hell over real soon
Daniel: im pretty sure the neighbors can hear my keyboard clicking at 4am and thats why they throw chemicals at me
Claudia: ive never heard of this “europe” but it sounds like a big bunch of shit to me
Akasha: Blocked. Blocked. Blocked. You are all blocked. None of you are free of sin
Khayman: LOVER UNBUTTONS MY PANTS AND SEES THE ANKH LOOPED AROUND MY COCK. SHE LOOKS UP AT ME, BUT ITS TOO LATE. IM ALREADY HOLLERIN ABOUT THE ANUBIS
Gabrielle: “This Whole Thing Smacks Of Gender,” i holler as i overturn my uncle’s barbeque grill and turn the 4th of July into the 4th of Shit
Nicki: priest plugs my coffin in at the end of the funeral. “MILLERTIME” lights up in neon on the side, desecrating my corpse and sending me to hell
David: im seated down, and Ready to get pissed off………
Antoine: i just looked up the stats and the number of meaningful relationships ive formed is less than the number of public restrooms ive Screamed in
Anne Rice: what happens when kirby swallows the qur’an and is granted its considerable power. my 81 chapter fanfic explores this issue — and more