He/him tired girl 🌟 Obsessed with IWTV (especially when it comes to Devil's Minion) 🌟 English isn't my first language
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can't stop thinking about rashid constantly having to rearrange the furniture in the dubai penthouse depending on loumand's stage of marriage of the day
WIP - The Vampire Armand
dont cry ok? there is the sun and there isthe ocean and there are butch gay women
Rashid, who has finally escaped from the Dubai madhouse, shares the location with other people:
He is traumatized, Talamasca should pay him moral compensation and give him a vacation! (the main cause of his psychological trauma was not even the crazy vampires he worked for, but Daniel MOLLOYđź’ś)
WHAT?! It's morning! I lost time. Things got a little heated— With a boy! Things got heated with a boy. I was at home picking lint off the sofa! I said to join us! The night's gone. The room's soiled and once again, I'm here with mop and mindlessness to clean it up. So the room got dirty, so what? I'll clean it up. No, I clean it up! You make the mess and I clean it up! Mark it on the calendar, align it with Ursa Major. Louis' tri-annual FUCK OFF and find me with apologies to follow. I'm sorry. SEEK comfort in the arms of lowlifes and unfortunates, and broken children, fine. Oh, fine! The fine that doesn't sound fine— But REVEALING our nature to a reporter you met in a bar ten hours ago? What if it was published? I was having some fun! You don't have enough to fear from Paris? I was in the middle of ending things, when YOU— YOU'D have been passed out on the floor next to him, Louis! Out on your feet from the drugs you stuffed him with! Oh, this is boring! You're boring! YOU ARE SO BORING! And here come the drugs. Colorless. Up the fangs, down the throat. Flavorless. Dull! Into the heart and off with the fingers, feet. Dull! Dull nights! And wallowing brain. Dull weeks, dull months, DULL AS FUCK! Suffocation by the world's softest, beige-est pillow! The ten hours I spent with that boy were more exciting, more FASCINATING, than DECADES with YOU! Oh, there it is! The half-blank, half-apocalyptic look! But what does it mean tonight, huh? Does he want to lick my boots or chop my hands off? Is it the gremlin or the good nurse tonight? Huh? Okay. Okay, perhaps. But am I as boring as the blather committed onto the ferric tapes of your fascinating boy? "Oh, it's so, so hard to be me." "Picking lint off the sofa?!" "It's so hard to kill humans." "I can feel their feelings as I drain them." You sat on your hands and put your ear to the wind. "Everyone I know wronged me." Okay. Okay, let's wake the boy up and let's try you. "I'm the vampire Armand and my daddy vampire groomed me into a little BITCH!" "My brother he tossed himself off a roof!" "Vampires who murdered my daddy made me pretend I didn't have a dick for 240 years." "My sister buried me alive. My daughter was my sister was my throw pillow. Well, he wouldn't look at me kindly. Lestat. Lestat. Lestat. Lestat. Lestat. Lestat. Lestat. Lestat. Lestat. Lestat. Lestat. Lestat. Lestat. Lestat. Lestat. Lestat." I talked shit about him the whole time. So what?! THE NAME!! The name! Unuttered in our home for 23 years, said over and over again until it was pounding in my brain like a hammer. Our problems aren't about him. And you threw her name around just for cover, but it always circled back to him. I loved her. But SHE didn't love YOU. Not like he did, not like I have. I know. I know! Yes! I know. Thank you for saying it. It's all creeping back. Paris and the, uh, what, what, what? But there's... all of it coming back. There's, uh, Paris. Paris. Can you hear that? Can you hear that, hm? Can you hear her? She's calling me.
I feel like I get to pick one thing for myself, and it's her. A weird white lady I met by happenstance.
armand spent his whole childhood getting preyed upon by old men. who am i to stop him if, in order to heal, he decides to prey upon old men himself. good for him
At your divine mercy
A detail I love is that John's are cloudy like the stormy sky, while Arthur's are clear and look like they have a little planet hiding inside.
eric: "luke looks like he's a sweetie pie, and he's evil incarnate." also eric in the exact same interview: u cutie pie 🥰
Arthur, using his last breaths to convince Dutch that Micah is a rat, pleading with the man that raised him to listen to him.
He knew he wasn't getting off that mountain, and he still used his last moments to try and warn Dutch.
Even at the very end, in a way, Arthur was loyal to Dutch, Dutch just couldn't see it.
picking LINT??? off the SOFA???????
kids used to bully her in school for being too pretty, they chased her around yelling “pretty face, pretty face”
i finished this pretty princess and added colour, it’s super different from my usual style but i’m very proud of it:)
a writing competition i was going to participate in again this year has announced that they now allow AI generated content to be submitted
their reasoning being that "we couldn't ban it even if we wanted to, every writer already uses it anyway"
"Every writer"?
come on
They're really gonna have to put Eric on a leash during the s3 press tour aren't they
they're just normal men
when i see armand sink his fangs into daniel i will fall to the floor like an elderly victorian lady who’s just seen ankle
Offer me that deathless death
Oh, good God, let me give you my life
messy drawing of book armand’s lawyer moment
Eric Bogosian is what I aspire to be when I’m old. Man is absolutely unhinged, chronically online, and will take any opportunity to talk about toxic yaoi.
A moonlit hotel room, just him and the devil 🩸🦇
Sometimes I see folks online being like "devil's minion shippers need to realize the show isn't about Armand its about Lestat" and, technically they’re right, but ALSO respectfully, I can make anything about Armand. Music, books he's not in, art at a museum, food I eat. I can certainly make a show he's a major character in all about Armand. Skill issue if you can't.
assad found once again at the scene of old man thirsting [x]