*re-reads my own story*: Damn this is some good shit
*gets to the part where I stopped writing*: WTF WHERE’S THE REST OF IT HOW DO I GET MORE
Brain: You’re the author, if you want more you have to write it
Me: *flips tables*
Normally this would offend me but you caught me in a more or less contemplative mood. Lucky for you.
– Hold on. It does offend me.
Yes, I love Louis. I fucking adore him. I worship him. I’m not ashamed to admit it. I have also:despised him, wanted to scream at him until his hands rise up to hide his tears, wanted to beat him to a quivering bloody pulp. Satisfied?
Obviously there was life, well, existence, before Louis. I functioned. I loved. As you probably know already, when I found him, he was trying desperately to drown himself, trying to weaken himself physically, so that someone could more easily take his life… his soul spoke to me before he even saw me, he simply couldn’t kill himself, his passion for life matched my own. I was captivated. He still captivates me.
The fact that we’ve found peace in each other’s arms for so many years is all the more valuable considering the battles we’ve fought against others, time, the world, and (really, most importantly) each other. We still fight – with words mostly now, and it can be vicious. But underneath it all is an undeniable need for each other (not only physical) that overrides… well… everything else.
I think in the last analysis, his happiness is my happiness, and vice versa.
Hamlet: Why is it so hard for some people to stop being assholes?
Horatio: I don’t know, you tell me.
Hamlet: That’s the thing– no matter how hard I try, I can’t stop acting this way. I know how self absorbed I am. I know I can be cynical, jealous, hateful, even abusive at times. I know that I’m privileged to get away with half the things I do. Self awareness is not something I lack.
Horatio: Then what do you lack? Advancement?
Hamlet: Self control. I lack self control.
“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?
…«But why, Lestat?»
Because she was beautiful, because she was dying, because I
wanted to see if it would work. Because nobody wanted her and she was
there, and I picked her up and held her in my arms. 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.
…«Are we close to God when we create something out of
nothing? When we pretend we are the tiny flame and we make other
flames?»
… I dipped it into an old flame, and made a new one burst
into being, hot and yellow and finally steady, giving off the sharp
perfume of burnt wax. I was about to say the words «For Gretchen,»
when I realized that it was not for her at all that I had lighted the
candle.
For Claudia, my precious beautiful Claudia? No, not for her
either, much as I loved her …
I knew the candle was for me.”– Lestat de Lioncourt, Tale of the Body Thief
So I lit a candle for a fictional character on his birthday at a real cathedral mentioned as a location in canon #NO REGRETS
“Now it’s time to celebrate the truely “King of the VC-Illustrations” garama! None got the point right in drawings as he does – mixed up with great humour, a fabolous line art with its speaking characterizations just in the drewn lines and coloring. Surely, he should be supported for a new comic /grafic novel adaption and I would buy ever single on. Never I will quit follow this greatness of this lovely human he also is.”
Oh no, I’m in tears here, this is too sweet and kind and I’m no worthy and holy poop, I sure didn’t expect anything like this to be found from my tag
I love the VC fans, they’re so, so creative and open-minded people and I’ve been happy to read you guys’ RPs and view the new fanarts, gladly there have appeared more of it these past years…!
I was just about to go sleep, but then sketched these and didn’t dare to upload them but HERE YOU GO, I WILL DO THIS NOW, INSPIRED BY THIS pOST (and the cat gif i-want-my-IWTV reblogged)
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