I wasn’t even thinking about Lestat when I wrote interview with the vampire I was thinking about Louis. Louis was the hero, everything revolved around Louis. Lestat just sprang to life in the corner of my eye. This character took on all this ferocity. I never sat down and thought “Well, this is based on my husband, Stan,” or “This is what Stan would do.” I had an idea of Lestat as the man of action, the man who could do things that I couldn’t do, that man who could make the decision that I never had the nerve to make; and the person who could go through life joyfully in spite of the questions that torment me — the doubts that torment me, the horror of death that torments me. Of course, that was tied up with the idea that he was an 18th century personality; he was from the age of reason, he was much more rational, much more cynical in some ways than Louis. Louis was more a naïve romantic character, much more I think 19th century. All of that was working in my mind. Not that the Romantic period is limited to the 19th century, certainly not; it starts in the 18th. But still, Lestat represented the Enlightenment. He represented a different view on things. He’s also inherently a comic character, in the sense of always triumphing and always coming back and never being really destroyed. He never really absorbs a tragic definition of himself for very long. He always comes back laughing at everything and just rebounding. It may take him a few years, but he always does it. I really wanted to explore a personality different from my own. He became a kind of dream version of what I’d like to be; he was the man I wanted to be; he was the person I wanted to be. I wanted his strength. And once he became a living character I never had to consciously steer him in any direction. It was just a matter of getting into Lestat and then he’d go, and he’d take me where he wanted in the novel. I never had to worry about his dialogue. My knowledge of him was so complete, and so instinctive, that I could just write. The other characters I might have to think about — where they were coming from, what they had to say. But not him. I know exactly what he thinks about everything. If I walk into a theater and see a play, I know whether he likes it or not. If I watch an opera, I know whether he loves that opera. If I go visit a city, I know what he thinks of that city. I’ll never be away from him; he’ll always be apart of me.

Anne Rice (via jardinsalvaje)

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Your blog is so damn perfect. You’re so polite, thoughtful, and insightful. When I had first gotten into VC I had thought it a dead fandom because it was terribly rare that I find anyone who was a fan. I somehow found your blog and then the rest of our family on tumblr, and I want you to know how grateful I am that you have helped bring me and I am sure more into the company of others who are just as appreciative of this series and its wonderful, addictive characters.

Omg *flails* what a wonderful message to receive! “Damn perfect”?! Well can’t confirm or deny that but I FRICKIN’ TRY.

I’m deeply moved. Couldn’t just toss in the usual reaction gif, too cheap, had to give you smtg a little more special. More of a story. You’ve heard it before but maybe this angle, this variation on it, will feel as fresh to you as it does to me. I’m rambling a bit and having trouble editing it back so you get a long post sorries LOOK WHAT U DO TO ME all these feels!

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“I lifted the long wax wick, dipped it into an old flame, and carried the fire to a fresh candle, watched the little tongue grow orange and bright.

What a miracle, I thought. One tiny flame could make so many other flames; one tiny flame could set afire a whole world. Why, I had, with this simple gesture, actually increased the sum total of light in the universe, had I not?… 

Because it was
something I could accomplish, like the little candle flame in the church making another flame and still
retaining its own light – my way of creating, my only way, don’t you see? One moment there were two of us,
and then we were three.” 
Lestat, Tale of the Body Thief

Why am I quoting this? Like the vampires, we are a “found family” rather than a natural one, bc we draw ppl into this and turn them into one of us, if the addiction can hold! I see that it’s taken hold of you as it has me ;D

It’s not a fandom for everyone, but for those of us who are in it, well, it feels like we almost had no choice, we are hopelessly addicted ;u; When I get messages like yours I can’t help but feel a little like Lestat, like I’ve helped to add a little more light to the world, bringing in fresh blood (pun very much intended!) who might have a new and intriguing perspective on things to share, maintaining the older blood that’s aged like a fine wine, admiring the talent of our fanartists, fanfic writers, meta-analyzers, etc. and encouraging them to keep making more to feed our insatiable need of it! We make great friends within our ranks. Ppl have even met their life partners through fandom.

I also love that ppl shoot me VC news from FB, Twitter, etc., so that I can transmit it out to you so fast that by the time other publications pick it up, we’ve known about it for days already, and have helped each other deal with its impact if necessary, as proper family members should ;]

My closest friends that I’ve made here have been made bc they are as appreciative of this series and its wonderful, addictive characters as I am. Messages like yours keep this blog running and I can’t thank you enough for that *cries*

Hit the jump for moar…


The image above is not a screencap but a manip of a few frames, which I made in Oct. 2013, just a few months after the birth of this blog. I didn’t think anyone would care much for this blog, I expected it would only ever be a place I could indulge my VC addiction privately in public, like someone playing solitaire out in a park. A place to post a few of my graphics, a little of my sense of humor, and gather what little fanworks I could find for my own pleasure. Ppl saw it, ppl responded, ppl wanted to play Cards Against Humanity with me (to expand on the original metaphor, lol), and the whole thing has grown into a conduit through which I’ve gotten back SO MUCH MORE than was originally expected! It brought the fandom I had been looking for, and for the most part given up on finding, right to me! 

Because you’re right, our fandom was dead, but only on the surface, driven into hiding by a creator who didn’t understand what fandom was and that it was a normal way to engage with canon. That sharing fanworks builds a community. There were plenty of us out there but few of us could find each other. We protected what little we had and shared it like contraband. She was within her rights and I don’t blame her for her actions, but as a result, I think we’re a much more appreciative group for what we have now than other fandoms who’ve had it easy from the beginning. I hope we are, anyway. 

A lot of my sensitivity and care comes from a place of gratitude, and although I am a secular individual, I do try to preach the gospel of gratitude and civility back out to this family we’ve created.

I had ONE Real Life VC friend when I fell into this fandom, and she had to endure the fire-hydrant blast of my VC addiction, at close range, for about 20 years! She’s still my best friend, but let me tell you, she is grateful beyond words that you have all stepped in to take more of the brunt of my addiction now. She’s the one who nudged me to start a tumblr blog in the first place, which I resisted, mind you, so you should all be thanking her, too ;D

I love this blog so much, there’s so little VC fandom out there and to find such an awesome active blog (thats actually active) is a dream

Thanks so much! *u*

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Even for me, it was such a gift to find the VC fandom action here! You’re right, this fandom is hard to find, for a reason: we had to hide from certain ppl for so long, since we apparently weren’t engaging w/ canon in an acceptable way. BUT WE’RE HERE NOW, times are different, we can all live and let live, ship and let ship, and coexist in peeeeace!

So I run the blog I would have wanted to find when I was first looking for the VC fandom ages ago, and I’m honored to provide it for you all now ❤

this is previous anon and wow, that answer (as anticipated) is really detailed! i’m not super-educated on the points you gave, and i really am sorry for lashing out; parts of the post that incited my anon aggression rubbed me the wrong way, but you definitely managed to clear up a lot of issues i wasnt even aware of and were as always eloquent and honest. i hope i alone didnt change your policy, as that wasn’t my intention at all, i was just bothered by some of the hyperbole i guess. sorry ;_;

THANK GOODNESS you’re back and you’re responding so rationally! See? More info is the cure for jumping to conclusions. I’m glad that I was able to clear up a lot of the issues in my usual eloquent and honest way ;]

You’re forgiven for lashing out. Hyperbole is out there in the world, take this as a learning experience to not let it rile you so easily. 

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And it took me at least 3 hours to write that reply so it’s even better to know it was worth it.

Next time, message me privately, rather than lash out creepily on Anon. 


Yes, you did change my policy, for the better. This instance was the last straw after a few prior attempts to “call me out” on things. It reminded me that this should be fun for me, I’m not paid to do it, I have no obligation to anyone (aside from the Tumblr guidelines of appropriate use). I try to make sure my facts are correct before stating anything definitive, and I admit when I don’t know smtg.

However, few ppl would come back and admit that they were a little hasty before, so that is much appreciated. Thanks for doing that. It was a huge relief. 

When smtg upsets you, first do some introspection, why are you letting this rile you? Then, calmly, do some investigation and/or ask for info in a respectful way.

Is this the right way for the mistletoe kissing-thing? You deserve more than only one kiss !!! ;-) 💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋

♛Merci beaucoup, ten kisses! I accept them all under the condition that nine are different types, and the tenth is the kiss I must have a repeat experience of.  

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((ooc; sorry this is super late, and not sure if it was meant for mun or muse, but he jumped on the response sooo… but thank u! Much appreciate))

💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋

Christmas Mistletoe.

Reblog and see who leaves you a kiss in your ask box. 😉

♛Merci, merci! Yes, Louis, see? It was worth hanging an entire BOUQUET of this stuff *nods sagely*

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Gosh, Santa de Lioncourt kills me every time. I’m weeping with laughter, and it’s your fault :’) Précieux petit croissant, ne cesse jamais d’être aussi drôle!

♛Et tu me fais plaisir, aussi! Il faut que je continuer à faire ça, c’est ma metier et ma passion terrible. ooc; *hides face* because you’re gonna correct the femininity/masculinity of my nouns now but you should be impressed that I TRIED. “A” for effort, I award it to myself.

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Louis + fire

#louis solves his life problems by lighting everything on fire #wants to move? #sets his plantation on fire #wants revenge? #sets the place on fire #there a scene in the book where he stares at the fire like he’s in love with it

Louis “Only Fire Understands Me” de Pointe du Lac

Once a little boy sent me a charming card with a little drawing on it. I loved it. I answer all my children’s letters — sometimes very hastily — but this one I lingered over. I sent him a card and I drew a picture of a Wild Thing on it. I wrote, ‘Dear Jim: I loved your card.’ Then I got a letter back from his mother and she said, ‘Jim loved your card so much he ate it.’ That to me was one of the highest compliments I’ve ever received. He didn’t care that it was an original Maurice Sendak drawing or anything. He saw it, he loved it, he ate it.

Maurice Sendak, author of ‘Where The Wild Things Are” (via 237yrs)