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They all say that the road to success is a long dark road and a lonely one at that. Now, I can’t say that it’s completely true in my experience so far. At least, not at the middle.

The beginning is rough. It’s a question of your hardship, your want and greed.

Would you give up everything — and every bad scenario in where you have completely nothing to be true and real — whether you actually make it to your goal or not? Perhaps it was because we were the young and the hopeful, despite this rigid path of torment.

We saw Hell all around us. It was inside of us. Always with us since our birth and it wasn’t exactly vivid until we faced our own fate. It was… Crawling. Aching. Calling. Some days, we saw it and it was actually celestial in it’s peak of angst. It was our motivation. Our salvation to move forward, even if we weren’t going anywhere.

Of course, we made it to the middle with Lestat. He was our light to be these gods of the night, to be worshiped and start a revolution of two worlds. Music was one. His own rebellion was another. Even if it was a bit dangerous to an extreme, we didn’t care. We lived for danger. We coexisted with it and befriended it in many forms, in many situations, which were all of our independent doing.

We could have given up on that Brat, but we didn’t. We were loyal. We were too far down a path to the point there was no turning back. Even if there was — and trust me, there were plenty of times — we ignored it on purpose. Why? Because we loved him enough. We were a small insane family; practically ‘children’ to the immortal and our mentor of sorts.

We were maniacs. Lunatics. The extreme fucktards that loved with a grit. And that was beautiful. Death was near and what did we do? We teased and teased and teased. God, the beauty… Despite that desert; despite nearly loosing it all… We did what we did best and we moved forward with what we knew, even if it was without Lestat. Thanks to what he saw, he gave us the world entire and the world visioned and embraced us with open arms.

God, it was scary… But, it worked. We did it. We produced music for what seemed to be ages…

At this current moment, I don’t know if I’m in the middle anymore. I don’t know if I’m even a fourth there anymore. I just know that reality and existing makes me feel nostalgic almost, testing me to see how long I can make it in one piece before I get mad again.

Ha, perhaps I should re-start another rebellion. It wouldn’t hurt. The middle wouldn’t. Then again, that is what usually gets me go completely and utterly mad with idiocy.

I guess I’m not really in the middle. I’m not really in a beginning. For the sake of the mental apocalypse, I’m not even in a ending.

Where I am is a sake of imagination, dreams, nightmares, and a vision of complete lust. I am a goddess without a throne because I don’t need one. I am a queen without a crown because I know what I want. Yet, I’m nothing with something that can make me all these things at once.

Truthfully, I’m just here. Outward looking in. Inside looking out. Truly, I’m just a paradox. 

^beautiful, lucid-blood 

*~SHOW ME THE FLUFFY~*

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Take these and use them as starters for RP or drabbles or whatevs. Just wanted to bring some more light/happy/fun to the VC fandom ;]

pierceaholic:

  • “Wait right there, don’t move!" 
  • "That’s a good look for you." 
  • "Could you repeat that?”  
  • “Hey, have you seen the…? Oh.” 
  • "Everything’s going to be fine." 
  • "This isn’t exactly what I had in mind." 
  • "Are you flirting with me?”
  • “Must be a day ending in y." 
  • "Stop trying to cheer me up!" 
  • "You want me to do what?” 
  • "It’s never too late.”
  • “Please stay.”
  • “If there’s one thing the world needs more of…”
  • “I’ve got one word for you: sing-along!”
  • “Are you fucking kidding me?”
  • “Can we pretend I didn’t just say that?
  • "That is one hell of a mess.”
  • “There’s something I’ve been meaning to say…" 
  • "Last time I ask you for a favor!”
  • “Come on.”
  • “I need this.”
  •  ”Don’t make it into a big deal.” 
  • “You forgot to say the magic word.”
  • “Where the fuck did that clown come from?" 
  • "I’ll never unsee that." 
  • "Can I tell you a secret?”
  • “This one’s on me." 
  • "I’m lost.”
  • “Give me a hand.”
  • “I think you missed your calling.”

I would really like to rp with you but i’m a little worried to bother you. It seems like you only reply to certain threads or not at all and I don’t want to bother you.

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mortcharmant-deactivated2014112:

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ooc;; Ack— I knew this was going to come up sooner or later even though I hoped it wouldn’t. There is only so much I can do when it comes to roleplaying. With not a lot of time to spare [ working three jobs and all that fun stuff ] and monitoring carpal tunnel [ since I need my hands for animation ] I can’t respond to everything. I would love to, but I can’t.

Yes, I can be a bit selective only because of the amount of time I have to enjoy roleplaying and what I can do without straining myself. I also judge a thread based on, what I personally think, would be a successful interaction. I will be honest that I have had some replies where they literally brought the thread to a grinding halt with their first reply. I didn’t know how to respond without it seeming like I’m dragging them by the hair to make them help the interaction progress, you know? I don’t want to spend my time struggling with trying to get interactions to work.

Some days I feel like replying to asks only. Some days I feel like replying to certain people. It happens because everyone does it, m’dear. We’re all in the same boat, you know? But you shouldn’t let this stop you from RPing with me. There’s only so much I can do and I’m sorry if this seems off putting to some of you.

mortcharmant: #{ PSA } #[ TAKE NOTE I’M NOT ANGRY OR ANYTHING BUT I’M PUTTING OUT JUST HOW I FEEL AND WHY I DO WHAT I DO ] #[ SO DON’T BE UPSET BY THIS POST ANON ]

So if I decide to RP more, this is my policy, too bc it is a fine policy ^______^

I-want-my-iwtv is RPing holy shit!!!1!1

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Just FYI, I’m RPing a teeensy teensy bit, as Lestat. I have a teensy thread going with claudiaindarkness, if she feels like continuing it, but I cannot take on new threads right now… maybe a with a FEW other ppl… the tag for it is iwantmyiwtv RP.

So I’m terribly elitist and exclusive, I’m sorry, but I have a hard enough time as it is being on tumblr and having a day job, so please be patient, don’t get all mad at me. I might not be able to handle even a teensy bit of RPing. We’ll see.

I think I’ll take Asks as Lestat, tho. So you can send those ;}

Claudia’s fingers reached out to gently fiddle with a lock of his blond hair. “We’re not so different you and I…” She found herself saying as she gazed at him gently and passionately.

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Her touch was light but sent a calming ripple through him, and he nuzzled his cold cheek to hers in gratitude. In their earliest days together, Claudia had often boldly played with handfuls of his hair as she rode in his arms, or when they reclined together on a divan at home, discussing the evening plans. On this night Lestat needed her reassuring touch more than ever. Their argument just a few hours prior had been scathing, the two at odds over her decision to end her flute lessons.

Louis had not had been home to voice his opinion, but Lestat knew well enough what it would have been. Lestat had surrendered. He could no longer ignore the glint of her hungry eyes when he and Louis deposited her at these lessons, the manner in which they waved goodbye to her, inching closer together before the door closed, she knew these lessons were in fact a carefully plotted arranged absence. So that they could be alone together. So that they could have one another in a way that she could not.  
“Mon ange,” he began, unable to say what needed to be said, “it’s our similarities that cause these fights, but also…” and he placed a kiss delicately on her lips, “what bring us together again.” He looked away, navigating the dark streets. They were almost at their destination.  

What are some of your favorite Lestat facts and head canons? (Book and IWTV movie versions)

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Are you the same Anon who asked me this a month ago? Why ask me when there are perfectly wonderful Lestat RPers who have full writeups about him, as well? I’ve listed them again at the end of this post.

I have alot of headcanons, and really, these are the seeds for fic/RPs. Headcanons come from canon, author interviews, and fanfic/RP. When they come from fanfic/RP, it’s ideas that fans have developed to answer the gaps left in canon, so they’re kind of preciously guarded until they are written into fic and released that way. 

Go to my headcanon accepted tag for headcanons of others that I’ve agreed with ;] but gdi you twisted my arm, so here’s a little peek into my own headcanons… in general strokes. I wouldn’t say favorites. Just ideas that are floating around, begging to be written as fic. They apply to book!Lestat more than movie!Lestat, I guess.

  • Lestat’s birthday is November 7. This is undisputed. He always acts like he couldn’t care less, but if nothing happens that night, he’s wildly offended and can sulk for weeks or more afterwards. So Louis has calendar reminders far in advance so he can arrange an appropriately decadent outing/event/gift of some kind.
  • What do you get the man who has everything and can do anything? Experiences. Everyone in Lestat’s inner circle try to set aside the norm in order to try to give him a unique thrill for his birthday. More often than not they just decide to give him what he wants in the bedroom 😉
  • Lestat knows the date that he was turned and does not celebrate it, but spends it in service to others somehow; being kept busy for that entire night is especially important. He does not like to be in France on that night. 
  • Lestat will lapse into paralysis when overcome with emotion, and Louis is the best at drawing him back out of it, with gentle touches and soothing words, or a little blood-dipped kiss, but even he usually just has to wait until Lestat resurfaces on his own. Sometimes Lestat is not himself if he’s “woken up” from it and it’s jarring to watch.
  • Lestat is a believer in Retail Therapy and has bought things immediately after or during an argument (even something as simple as a pair of shades at a gas station) in order to regain control of his emotions. It’s partly because he enjoys the whole exchange he has with the retail person.
  • Lestat had time to know his little sister, and mourned her loss, but didn’t write about it, ever, because it was too painful. She died young, she didn’t have enough hand-eye coordination developed yet to learn to hunt with him, but he wanted that for her so badly, and Gabrielle would have allowed it. 
  • Lestat has a recent foot fetish. About his own feet. He can spend hours in a CVS picking out nail colors and he paints his toenails himself. He has 3 shoeboxes full of colors and glitters. Louis dislikes the smell, so Lestat will do it in the courtyard and wait until dry before showing off his artwork. 
  • Lestat used to paint Claudia’s little fingernails. He did all sorts of girly activities with her, since it was difficult to find any children her age to befriend her.

Lestat RPers I’ve seen and enjoy watching (in no special order): askthebratprince, eternallyfabulousbratlestat, monsieur-le-rockstar, maestrolestat, gorgeous-fiend, princelestat, primusdux, asavagegardenindeed, lestattheonetruepope, mortcharmant

I’m also tagging viaticumforthemarquise, who, as his mother, has her own headcanons about her son. 

And merciful-death, who, as his #1 bitch, has his own headcanons about his maker.

Show Armand some love. Write him a note expressing it, please? I’m begging ya! This whole Fuck/Marry/Kill game is upsetting him bc people keep choosing to kill him! Is Armand really so expendable? To everyone? *cries*

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gorgeous-fiend-blog:

Of the thousands of immortals immolated in the rise of Akasha, Armand was one of the precious few who remained. And why is that do you wonder? There is nothing mysterious to it, in fact it is made quite plain.

As much as we grind on each other, at the very bottom of the bitterness, resentment, and jealousy Armand is a beloved of mine. He is my dark brother whom I have known almost the entirety of my immortality. Life with out him would seem…incomplete.

To answer your question is Armand expendable? Absolutely not.

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JCB “Lestat Chronicles”

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My brain decided to have another epiphany so here we go.

Some people don’t like Jamie Campbell Bower as Lestat because “he looks too weird”.  

I am going to point out that Lestat was born in the late 1700s. Many of you already knew this, of course. However, something people fail to keep in mind is that back then, modern medicine, cosmetology, and dentistry did not exist yet.

You would be extremely lucky to have what today considers ‘perfect teeth’, where they are stark-white and completely straight, free of cosmetic blemishes.

As someone that has had braces in her past to fix a rather nasty snaggletooth problem, I can vouch for the fact that how your teeth look in an ‘architectural sense’, affects the way the rest of your face looks as well. It affects your jawline and most importantly, your side profile. My two front incisors used to overlap and I looked very odd, to say the least. I think I still look a little odd, but not really in a bad way. After I got my braces off, my side profile changed completely because my teeth gave me a slight overbite because of how they sat. What I lack in some areas of ‘aesthetically pleasing’ features, I make up for in others.

Why is this included in here, of all places? Because it provides a scientific viewpoint which others might overlook. Do you recall how dirty Louis and Claudia’s teeth were in the movie for Interview with the Vampire and how their transformations whitened their teeth and enhanced their natural beauty? Vampirism takes what is naturally beautiful about you, and enhances it to as perfect as it can get.

To say that Lestat was “aesthetically perfect” in every way as a mortal would be entirely unrealistic, to me. Nobody’s face claim is going to be ‘perfect’ for Lestat, not even Jamie Campbell Bower. 

There will always be inconsistencies, everywhere you look. But it’s not really even whether or not I find him perfect. It’s his imperfections that make him perfect, to me. And perhaps that’s what Magnus found in Lestat – his imperfections gave him an indescribable yet authentic beauty and Magnus wanted to immortalize those features by turning Lestat into a vampire, even thought Lestat did not want it. It was okay with Magnus that Lestat had a few things here and there that weren’t completely perfect; he found him extraordinarily beautiful, regardless.

Personality has a lot of importance to me when choosing face claims for the characters I portray. The reason people like RPing with my characters is my characterization and attention to detail. I try my best to bring the people I write to life in the most accurate way I possibly can, taking into consideration how much I know about that character. Some people I have written with in the past have poor characterization and that in itself makes it hard for me to write with certain individuals. I feel like I’m talking to the writer, not the character.

While I have seen a lot of wonderful face claims for Lestat, and all of them are beautiful in their own ways to me (especially Jeremy Dufour), I like Jamie because he has a TON of videos, pictures and gifs where I can look at them and say “I see Lestat, there”. The other face claims are nice too, but some of them are obscure enough to where they don’t have barely any pictures.

Let’s be real here, people. Lestat is, or would be, a total camera whore.

Anyway, that concludes my little essay and another section of my silly little “Why I Use JCB For Lestat Chronicles”.

“There will always be inconsistencies, everywhere you look. But it’s not really even whether or not I find him perfect. It’s his imperfections that make him perfect, to me. And perhaps that’s what Magnus found in Lestat – his imperfections gave him an indescribable yet authentic beauty and Magnus wanted to immortalize those features by turning Lestat into a vampire, even though Lestat did not want it. It was okay with Magnus that Lestat had a few things here and there that weren’t completely perfect; he found him extraordinarily beautiful, regardless.”

“TL;DR” no really this is a valid point and well-voiced!

JCB “Lestat Chronicles”

☼ —— A headcanon about my character’s smile.

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viaticumforthemarquise:

ooc; I’m answering this in third person b/c it’s easier on my psyche. =) 

Gabrielle’s smile is a rare thing. Unlike many people, it cannot be brought on by children or baby animals. She isn’t known for smiling, as has been well-documented, and often leads to many in the coven seeing her as a cold, inhuman creature who (as Armand has put it) cannot even remember what it was to be human. 

But, as Lestat can tell you, she does smile. And while it is rare, when one can make her smile, or even laugh, it’s as dazzling as her son’s. One might even note (and even fewer are aware of this, though I’d guess that Louis knows it, and possibly David) that Lestat inherited his smile from her. 

What makes her smile? 

Wit—the more dry or acerbic, the better. 

Irony. 

Exceptionally well-timed cruelty towards someone she despises. 

Lestat. 

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