Lestat & Louis by garama/ permanentglitter
“In the Queen of the Damned movie the vampire Lestat falls in love with young mortal researcher Jesse? I guess I didn’t describe your physical appearance enough, well, Louis?”
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So.. apparently.. Lestat covered Please Forgive Me and like.. it’s beautiful.
My Scholar, My Victim, My Love
There is a peculiar irony that the healthiest and brightest relationship I have ever had has been wrought from quite possibly my most despicable act of depravity to date. I do not dwell much on it- possibly out of some sort of suppressed shame, but most likely because I simply do not see the point. Of course, I am thankful and quite frankly astounded things turned out as well they did, as I fully expected David to hate me from now to eternity- whenever that may be for him.
What surprises me even more is how willing I was to grant David his autonomy. And how easy it was. Almost immediately after our short-lived holiday to Rio de Janeiro, we had parted ways. It had not been sad at all. We did not leave each other on bad terms, quite the opposite it fact. Instead, we left with a profound understanding of one another and a camaraderie I confess to have never known. Even among my brothers in the Auvergne I had not felt such kinship. Especially not among my brothers. And had it ever been so simple with the others? Absolutely not.
Nicolas had been a mistake, I am willing to admit it now after so many years, hailed into the blood by his maker’s blindness and foolhardy sense of justice. Despite the love between us there will forever be a rift between myself and Gabrielle that will never fully satisfy and will always drive us away from one another. And I had all but strangled Louis and Claudia in my fear and desperation for love. But David- my scholar, my victim, my love- saw me and accepted me. Knew me for the monster I was and still loved me. Even when my betrayal sucked him down to the pits of darkness, David’s devotion outweighed his anger. I should be ashamed of myself, but I am not. I would do it to him one thousand times over.
Tom Cruise re: Lestat, 4
“People don’t… do things to be evil, they don’t, y’know, they, they do things because they think they’re right, and uh, they think what they’re doing is right and it just so happens that it can be evil to others. So, it was really important to understand that, and have… understand Lestat’s loneliness and, uh, y’know, because he really does love Louis, he really does love Claudia, and he does feel that what he’s giving them is this wonderful gift! Of eternal life! And to join him in what he perceives to be the greatest adventure… ever!”
Tom Cruise re: Lestat, 3:
“I… I… always thought it’d be wonderful to have… y’know, to show Lestat’s sense of humor because he is such a bright character, I mean, you live that long, you’ve read every book, y’know, you can play any instrument you wish to play!”
Tom Cruise re: Lestat, 2:
“As an actor, it’s very challenging because you have to really root this character in an emotional reality – so that you’re not caught playing ’attitudes,’ y’know – that it’s… that it’s real and that it comes from real emotion and a strong foundation of who this guy is.”
Tom Cruise re: Lestat, 1
“I used the books as a reference for me and, y’know, you have to read them, especially Interview with the Vampire, because it’s from Louis’s point of view, you have to read it very carefully to find the clues to who Lestat is, and y’know… his loneliness, and his, his personal… struggle. He recognizes that Louis’ a unique… being, and if he wanted… y’know it’s that whole thing, and Lestat gives him the choice – very clearly – even in the book Lestat gives Louis the choice, uh, and that’s something I felt very strongly about… and when Lestat asks Louis, "Do you still want death? Or have you tasted it enough?” He’s really asking Louis:
“Do you still wanna die? I mean, now you know, you’ve come close to death, is this what you want?”
Selfies
Her favourite gift that Lestat had given her was not, as he might hope, the cellular mobile phone with which she might communicate with him. She carried that little device purely so that he would not rail at her upon her infrequent returns to him.
No, it was instead the gift he’d give to her for her birthday (or was it Christmas?) in 2012: the Olympus OM-D camera.
With this she had begun to document her travels, to capture images of parts of the world no mortal had ever seen. She took photo after photo, enchanted by the way in which the camera could capture light, even in darkness, and by its ability to also capture her own visage and form at play within her locales.
Perhaps it was a boon to Lestat, too—she sent him emails and books filled with photos now—not often, no, but enough that her communication with him became what he might even call constant.
Sometimes she might send a photograph of herself behind the curtain of a waterfall, taken carefully at night with the use of the quick shutter and the artful little timer. Sometimes it was the animals she encountered in the canopies of trees.
But her favourite way to tease him was to send images taken with the camera in hand, turned towards herself, whatever location she’d found herself in behind her. She might, if he was lucky, offer a small smile. He had told her that these were called “selfies,” in this modern day, a type of self-portrait. Though she failed to see the allure, she knew it tickled him to receive them.
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