howthecovenarticulatebrokeup:

“And then he came forward out of the chair and took hold of me and held tight to me, and, despite myself, I took his hand. He bent down, pressing his head against my chest and holding my hand so tight that he caused me pain.”
Interview With The Vampire, 1994

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malisvaart:

“Don’t do this, they’re innocent. Don’t kill them. Don’t.” No matter how loud I cried out I could hear the dying cries of the boys who burned, Amadeo, save us, whether there were words to the final terror or no. Finally all the living took up this chant. “Amadeo, save us!” but their band was not halved and soon only a fourth remained, squirming and struggling, as they were finally heaved up to the unspeakable death.
[…] I called their names. At the top of my lungs, I called out: “In Heaven, my brothers, in Heaven, you go into the arms of God!” – tVA p.273

♛What did our little apartment in Paris smell like to you? I find myself reminiscing on this tonight and cannot fully recall… perhaps you might remind me.

a-misunderstanding-my-love:

Betrayal and distrust. 

Go fuck yourself, Lestat. 

♛Ooooh burn. You know, for Louis v. 1.0, you lacked his penchant for literally setting me on fire, but you always knew how to do it figuratively.

It might have smelled like that after I was forcibly kidnapped from it. I was always the one who brought flowers in and swept up. It must have smelled awful without me, your doting maid.

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