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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 MOLLOYđ)
WHAT?! It's morning! I lost time. Things got a little heatedâ 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 fineâ 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 YOUâ 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
picking LINT??? off the SOFA???????
kids used to bully her in school for being too pretty, they chased her around yelling âpretty face, pretty faceâ
i finished this pretty princess and added colour, itâs super different from my usual style but iâm very proud of it:)
They're really gonna have to put Eric on a leash during the s3 press tour aren't they
they're just normal men
Offer me that deathless death
Oh, good God, let me give you my life
Eric Bogosian is what I aspire to be when Iâm 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 đŠ¸đŚ
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 theyâre 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.
I've been a third all my life. Not saying that to fight, just saying that it's true. I feel like I get to pick one thing for myself, and it's her. A weird white lady I met by happenstance.
shoutout to daniel molloy for being horny not in spite of the horrors but because of them
if there is one thing i love about book Armand (and possibly show Armand but i need to see more evidence) it is that he is a petty little hater. he practices haterism as an olympic sport. Night Island was the architectural equivalent of standing by the wall at a party with your boyfriend while both of you look judgmentally over the rims of your drinks at the rest of the guests like "ew."
the real reason book!armand didn't take daniel with him when he was feeding is that daniel would've become soo jealous if he saw armand do that whole easeful death thing with some other guy
the revelation that claudiaâs rebirth was such a twisted and horrible moment, with louis dragging her like she was a thing, a stranger who neither of them knew but he kept saying over and over âour daughter, our beautiful little daughterâ to lestat, really solidified the way she was never the main character of her own story. she was always an accessory to some or the other of louisâ whims: his guilt, his loneliness, his conflict of being a killer, his rocky relationship with lestat. there was love there, love from both her fathers, but it was never enough. lestat saw her too much as a wretched mirror held up to his own self, and louis was always too steeped in his own feelings to care enough about hers. claudiaâs story truly was the greatest tragedy in this tale, treated horribly by every man around her, even her fathers, relentlessly exploited and brutally ignored, always second and never first. the only one who loved her the way she deserved to be loved was madeleine, and the moment she truly had her, her happiness was torn from her. and just before she died, she got to see someone actually choose her in her entirety, not for what she can be but for who she is, and it still wasnât enough. she still burned alive in the sunlight. the love was there, but it wasnât enough to save her.
why do you as a man want to know what another man tastes like đ¤¨
i need to think about AMC Armand for a minute. About his passivity. I find it frustrating as a viewer, but Iâm also deeply compelled by it. His most infuriating trait is what makes him so interesting. When he says âI could not prevent it,â I donât think that he sees that as a lie. Itâs not the truth, but I think he believes it. Heâs so powerful and could at so many points take agency in the narrative, yet he chooses inaction. He lets Lestat destroy the cult, lets the Paris coven hold the trial, lets Louis kill them after, lets Daniel uncover the truth. He accepts whatever happens to him and makes it his life regardless of whether or not itâs what he wanted.
Claudia is a foil to this nature. Sheâs not the most powerful, but she always takes an active role in her own story. She makes her own choices even when they put her at risk. Itâs why I donât think the two of them ever could have gotten along; their natures are inherently opposed to one another. Even their similarities drive them apartâthey both hate the reflections of themselves that they see in one another because of how their mirror reacts to trauma.
they did not need to be making all those sounds in front of daniel at the dinner table
i terribly needed a distraction - and imma upload a timelapse of this in a few days once i check if i am truly content with the result
Do you ever randomly remember that Daniel Molloy is the Vampire Armand's forever one and only fledgling and just go WEEEEEEEEEEEE and start kicking your feet?
saw this post and immediately thought of them. sorry
Did I lie? Did I fucking lie???
imagine being real rashid and you work for these weird gay vampires and one day they come to you like hey rashid we're gonna give you a little holiday! armand will take over your duties for the time being, for a cool disguise during my interview, not a kink thing :) and you're like okay these are my weird gay vampire bosses so it probably is a kink thing but who am i to judge. and then you find out they are roleplaying this weird exhibitionist slash master/servant scene with your own real actual government name. fuck interview with the vampire, interview with rashid WHEN??
