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sugarysymbiote:

haydn14:

This is strangely one of the coolest gender bends ever 

This makes me so happy look at how cute this is

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Louis, I typed your symptoms into the thing up here, and it says u could have “network connectivity problems” [X]

interviewed-the-vampire:

i-want-my-iwtv:

interviewed-the-vampire:

I dont think were actually going to get new TVC movies

Maybe, maybe not. I didn’t think we’d ever get a new book and here we are even though it was, as predicted, a raging pile of crazy. The biggest fan and pusher of a new VC movie is actually Mater. For realz.

But the movies would be a big pile of butts

piles of butts can be good, too…

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FQL:

Lestat here. I want to answer a question from Areona May: “Lestat, when you laid unmoving on the chapel floor all those years, why was it only Armand who was allowed to approach you? to touch you? What was it about him that was so special to your heart? —– Areona, I’m not quite ready to discuss in depth what was happening during my ‘comatose’ years on the chapel floor in New Orleans, but I can tell you I was conscious all the while, and aware of what was happening around me. In general, I was essentially recovering from my great journey to "Heaven and Hell” with Memnoch, seeking to make sense of what had been “revealed” to me and what it meant, and whether or not any of it could be trusted. You could say I was roaming on another plane of existence. Some time in the future, I might be able to say more about it. I controlled who approached me and who didn’t. And I did allow Armand to come close for a specific reason. He had a deep anguished need to know whether Memnoch had been a truthful spirit or a lying spirit, whether my visions with Memnoch had been true glimpses of the Divine or delusion. His pain shone bright, brighter than the pain of anyone near me. And so I honored Armand’s intentions. You could say that Armand respected what happened to me with Memnoch more than any of my other immortal comrades. I love Armand deeply. My view of Armand has evolved over time. The less I fear him, the more I love him. And the more I suffer, the more I come to understand Armand’s suffering. I have never doubted Armand’s love for me. We are kith and kin, Armand and me. Areona, thanks for the question. —– I will return later to this page to answer another question and at that time, you all can leave more questions for me.

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