Lestat going through the extremely relatable situation where no one trains you for your new job and then you get in trouble for not knowing how to do the job
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Lestat going through the extremely relatable situation where no one trains you for your new job and then you get in trouble for not knowing how to do the job
It is sooooo diabolical for Armand to stalk Daniel and report back to Louis for 50 years just for Louis to giggle and bat his eyelashes and go “wait but what if we pretend we haven’t seen him since SF and invite him to interview us again while you pretend to be my maid” and Armand goes “sure babe but first let me steam my purple silk top and send the chef his favorite dessert recipe” like yeahhhh they’ve all been alive for too long and have completely lost their minds your honor
Phyllis Christopher, Dark Room: San Francisco Sex and Protest, 1988-2003
thinking about armand trying so so hard to understand what he’s doing wrong in relationships and going to support groups and reading psychology books and handwriting those letters to people he’s hurt… like yes he kills people yes he’s crazy but he’s TRYING he’s trying to be better he’s trying to be good…
Let gremlin Armand behead people!
my favorite thing about louis is he's a business major in a world of theater kids. everyone's playing psychological games with each other through theater and rock music and the fractured art of storytelling and he's like "but what are the margins on my vampire hotel"
It’s so fucking bananas that the last straw for Lestat in that meeting was finding out that Louis was getting 45% of merch profits on his tour. What kind of joker ass motherfucker becomes an investor in their ex’s crash out??? Louis Du Pointe Du Lac no one ever did it like you
I should quit my job to pursue a life of meaningless violence
Louis: yeah so i've been paying this girl in like a sugar daddy situation except its to be claudia except its not not kind of got a weird vibe because she's hooking up with a friend of hers who pretends to be madeleine and i held her hand while she was forcibly frozen and i don't know if that's weird or not Lestat: I got shot like six times last month Louis: this isn't about you
I actually love the Louis and Regina subplot because it really is a continuation of the way Louis has always treated women, as a source of emotional labour that he can throw money at and have them make him feel better. It’s Miss Lily all over again, it’s “paying a whore to sit in a room and talk with him”. Making Claudia was always about Louis’ feelings under the pretence of saving her from the fire. He wants to save Regina from poverty but it’s all to make himself feel better. She sees through him but she’s so broke that she can’t afford to say no
Also really interesting to me that Louis only proposes this after he finds out she does sex work. Like, I don't know if it's necessarily a conscious connection he's making, but he definitely feels like this is someone whose time can be bought. Just like Miss Lily's time could be bought...
i miss everyone in the whole world but every day i shut myself in and draw tally marks on the walls of my cave with a carefree but steady hand and no regard to the passage of time
how it feels spending money on something i wanted
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The Two Friends, Heinz von Perckhammer, c. 1930