Can’t believe I’m obsessed with a blonde man. How did that happen
He was watching me with that old expression of awe and incredulity that I had seen a thousand times on his face. I was a fool for it, as the expression goes.
His beauty has always maddened me. I think I idealize him in my mind when I’m not with him; but then when I see him again I’m overcome.
Louis was standing in the door of the room opposite, across the hall. I drew in my breath. I didn’t say a word….I was unable to speak….He crossed the hall and put his arms around me and kissed me on the lips. “This is what you wanted, isn’t it?” he asked. Nothing mocking or mean in the tone. Shocked. Unable to respond.
Yet I felt closer to him than to any other visible being in the world.
I took a deep breath and looked away from him, wishing I could say what I really wanted to say. That I loved him. But I couldn’t do that. The feeling was too strong.
If anything in the world could have truly comforted me, he would have been the thing—with just the beguiling tilt of his narrow head or the way that he kept looking at me, protecting me obviously with a confidential calm from what he must have feared for me, and for him, and perhaps for all of us.
Something something Lestat getting dragged home against his will by his family versus Claudia getting dragged home against her will by her family but ALSO something something Gabrielle being too busy wallowing in escapism to stop it but encouraging Lestat to get out versus Louis being too busy wallowing in escapism to stop it but encouraging Claudia to get out
sneak peek at Chapter 12 of Practical Ethics!
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As soon as the door closes behind him, Armand makes his way quickly down the hall, eager to put some distance between himself and this entire situation. He takes out his phone and opens his conversation with Daniel.
On my way, he types.
So soon? Daniel asks.
Armand checks the time. It hasn’t even been an hour yet.
Everything okay? Daniel asks as his phone buzzes again.
Armand doesn’t get the chance to answer him. He’s about to make a turn down the hallway that leads to the main exit of the building when he hears a familiar set of voices arguing close by. He pauses at the very edge of the hallway to listen.
Who's that handsome man on the wall?
Imagine how many chemistry reads Sam Reid had to do. How many more he has to keep doing. The eternal weight of his head and its blessings. The direction is just "Do it like you wanna fuck this blonde man and see if he responds."
🤣🤣🤣 I'm laughing so hard I'm crying
Lestat looking delicious during the feast - The Thing Lay Still
assad’s collarbones. reblog if you agree
the thing about lestat and armand is that their relationship is literally incomprehensible. they are boy best friends they are codependent worsties they are archrivals they are platonic soulmates they are telepathic gossipers they are part time haters and full time ride or dies they are insane bisexuals but most importantly. they are toxic exes. despite the fact that they have never once dated. hope this helps
The Vampire Armand (1998)
Prince Lestat and the Realms of Atlantis (2016)
Blood Communion (2018)
Grandmas were so right about puzzles and knitting and crocheting and solitaire and reading slow and slippers and baking and watching deer in the backyard send post
I’m sorry but if people don’t like Lestat and think Louis deserves better and he and Armand are inlove and happy… Oh boy, this will not end happily for them. Even if you haven’t read the books the show has made it clear they are soulmates. I started reading the first book after tje show and will continue waiting for season 2 and knew from the first scene that ”oh boy this is gonna hurt”. How do you watch these scenes, even the sad/horrible moments and think ”This is not fatal love”. I mean these two are it. There will never be another Louis for Lestat and another Lestat for Louis.
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Yes, they’re just IT for each other… for better or for worse 🤷🏽♀️😅
daniel within the sparkling lights of an active, alive with humanity city with a literal halo over him and louis in the muted, subdued area, facing away from others and further into the darkness. two worlds perceived, worlds to choose from….
i wish my mutuals n i could meet up for coffee .... it would b sooooo spiritually healing to sit on a patio w a little beverage and bitch rn
when Lestat tells his perspective of their early relationship and we get to see Louis being loving and dedicated and thoughtful, what then??? WHAT THEN????