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im gonna liveblog interview with a vampire so get ready kids

brad pitt talking in monotone is the single weirdest and funniest thing i have ever seen

i think im developing a thing for 80s/90s christian slater

“how can i put you at ease?” idk maybe you shouldn’t have told him you’re a vampire

six minutes in and there’s a montage with dramatic music and a deadpan monologue voice over provided by brad pitt i love this movie already

aaaaannnnnnnddd………….now they’re flying

they’re in mid air, tom cruise in a blond wig is drinking brad pitt’s blood, brad pitt made a sex noise when tom cruise detached himself from brad pitt’s neck, and then tom cruise dramatically dropped him into a river. i really do love this movie

as in all period dramas, there is a scene where a rich person in lacy nightclothes lies coughing and gravely ill in their massive bed in a huge mansion. even when the period dramas have vampires, there’s always this scene

question: how many times is tom cruise gonna attach himself to brad pitt’s neck in this film

also: how many more dramatic speeches is tom cruise gonna have, and how many more sex noises is brad pitt gonna make

this movie is so dramatic i can’t

do you mean to tell me that these two guys can just sit in a public tavern and casually drink someone’s blood in the corner until they die and no-one notices??

tom cruise: [offers him rat blood]

brad pitt: [makes an “is this bitch for real?” face]

brad pitt:

brad pitt: [drinks it anyway]

tom cruise: read her thoughts

brad pitt: [makes an “is this bitch for real?” face]

brad pitt:

brad pitt: [tries it anyway]

brad pitt:

brad pitt: i can’t

the “NYAAAAAAAAAAAAAA” then the high pitched squeak/laugh i’m losing my shit

in other news, this immortal vampire is also a grape-throwing eight-year-old

HE’S DANCING WITH THE FUCKING CORPSE

claudia: where’s mama??

lestat: [brief “oh shit what do i tell her without seeming like a homicidal maniac” moment]

lestat:

lestat: she’s in heaven

they’re parents. its official. lestat and louis are an old married couple, complete with daughter. i can’t believe i don’t even have to make this up

“you’re mine and louis’ daughter now” gay vampire dads i cannot fucking believe this

claudia: eww dad when did u eat rats

louis: long time ago, before u were born

louis, silently in his head: and it was bc of fucking lestat so don’t blame that shit on me

can’t believe claudia is having a teenage rage while louis is like OH NO BBY CALM DOWN and lestat is yelling NOT IN THE FUCKING HOUSE

the only thing not making this a scene from a domestic family comedy/drama is the dead body

there’s door-slamming and everything amazing

claudia: oh btw they’re dead ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

lestat:

claudia: ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

lestat:

lestat: fuck

lestat: LOUIS

yeah thats right armand take louis to your weird underground vampire sex dungeon

DID THAT VAMPIRE GUY SERIOUSLY JUST MAKE A “what can u do” FACE AT LOUIS

YOU KILLED HIS ADOPTED DAUGHTER

AND YOU JUST MADE THE FACIAL EXPRESSION EQUIVALENT OF ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

and in rides armand to save his boyfriend (or, more like his crush. who he hopes will be his boyfriend)

lestat: ur still gorgeous babe

louis:

louis: k

so lestat is like “you might have heard of me. im famous. kind of a big deal” right before he drinks someone’s blood then proceeds to complain to them about his ex-boyfriend. incredible

[text] We haven't spoken in some time. I hope you are well.

[text] We haven’t. I think I frightened you.

[text] I am well as I hope you are too.

[text] Frightened? [text] No, not at all. [text] Why would I be frightened?

[text] You never did come to see me that night.

[text] I got lost, you see. [text] I also lost my phone. I have it back now. [text] I was not frightened. I had no reason to be frightened.

[text] I see. [text] You haven’t answered my question. Are you well?

[text] Ah. Yes. I am. [text] Are you still in New Orleans?

#mercifuldeath #-power in them boobies-

[text] Good. I am. Are you?

[text] We haven't spoken in some time. I hope you are well.

[text] We haven’t. I think I frightened you.

[text] I am well as I hope you are too.

[text] Frightened? [text] No, not at all. [text] Why would I be frightened?

[text] You never did come to see me that night.

[text] I got lost, you see. [text] I also lost my phone. I have it back now. [text] I was not frightened. I had no reason to be frightened.

[text] I see. [text] You haven’t answered my question. Are you well?

#mercifuldeath

[text] We haven't spoken in some time. I hope you are well.

[text] We haven’t. I think I frightened you.

[text] I am well as I hope you are too.

[text] Frightened? [text] No, not at all. [text] Why would I be frightened?

#mercifuldeath #//he knows exactly which night she's talking about #and she hasn't forgotten

[text] You never did come to see me that night.

What does frighten you?

I’m hardly going to broadcast that now, am I?

#Anonymous

M E R R I C K M A Y F A I R

Vampire Chronicles Verse Canon Character.

-Exploring what might have become if Merrick had survived the fire.

OC Friendly.

Mature verse, mun and muse are 21+.

Accepting asks and new plots or starters.

#merrickmayfair #forgottenmayfair

[text] We haven't spoken in some time. I hope you are well.

[text] We haven’t. I think I frightened you.

[text] I am well as I hope you are too.

#merciful-death

Did you ever have sex with Louis?

How strange the modern world is that someone would think it appropriate to pry into such a personal matter.

#Anonymous

Does Lestat frighten you?

There is not much that frightens me. And Lestat de Lioncourt certainly does not. He is rarely as dangerous as he wishes to appear and I have power on my side.

#Anonymous

Starter Call

//I’ve tried to find some appropriate rp meme starter thingy’s; maybe I’m just too picky but I didn’t find any. Either way, I want to get Merrick going again so this is a starter call if anyone is interested.

#starter call

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One of my favorite pieces of artwork by the amazing & talented

Soey Milk

"So you are the bird..." Her voice was rich and sultry but quiet enough that it demanded attention. She leaned against the door frame, surveying him in great interest, her white skirts stirring around in a faint breeze.

“Oui, Mademoiselle; I am that.” Mana dipped a gentlemanly bow from the shoulders. Then he moved to hold out his hand for her to shake. “I am Theo, but called Mana. Enchante. You must be Merrick; David speaks very highly of you, of course.”

Mana arched an eyebrow at that. It was hard for the eagle-eyed avian not to be curious, and a tilt of his head mirrored that of his bird heritage as he considered her statement.

“He is incredibly wise.” Mana stated after a moment of ruminating. “I’ve not met many men who can say that much; human or otherwise.”

He paused.

“And yet somehow I don’t think that’s what you’re speaking of.” there was a bit of brightening of his eyes, something making the already crystal blue of them even sharper, like glass, and more vivid. “ … Is it something I should know? I aim to keep him safe, as he has done for me. Whatever knowlege you might have to that end would help tremendously.”

“David always did have wisdom beyond his years.” She agreed with a nod and a small smile before she became more serious once more. Her eyes gazed not at Mana, exactly, but through him, as if whenever she looked at him she was seeing something far deeper than what was on the surface.

“He has a good heart and that is far more rare and precious than wisdom. You will keep him safe, as he will continue to do for you. You needn’t worry so, but I can’t say any more than I have.” She insisted, giving him another gentle smile.

"So you are the bird..." Her voice was rich and sultry but quiet enough that it demanded attention. She leaned against the door frame, surveying him in great interest, her white skirts stirring around in a faint breeze.

“Oui, Mademoiselle; I am that.” Mana dipped a gentlemanly bow from the shoulders. Then he moved to hold out his hand for her to shake. “I am Theo, but called Mana. Enchante. You must be Merrick; David speaks very highly of you, of course.”

“Not unhappy, Mademoiselle. I couldn't be, with a family such as I’ve come into. I love David, very much; and the others around him, even. I am very lucky.”

Mana heaved a deep breath, and continued.

“I only want to protect him, Ma Cher; and the others also. And keep them as safe as they’ve kept me. My circumstances before them were… not so desirable. They could easily have taken me to a similar life. But David did not; nor Armand or Daniel, either.”

“You misunderstand me, or perhaps I do not explain my thoughts clearly. I never have been particularly good at that. But David loves you and clearly you love him; I can see that. Enjoy that love for as long as you can.” She insisted gently, a pleased little smile on her features. David still meant a lot to her, in truth and it pleased her very much to know that he was happy.

“I suppose that what I am really saying is that you should know that David is ...special. He’s unlike anyone you have ever or will ever love.”

"So you are the bird..." Her voice was rich and sultry but quiet enough that it demanded attention. She leaned against the door frame, surveying him in great interest, her white skirts stirring around in a faint breeze.

“Oui, Mademoiselle; I am that.” Mana dipped a gentlemanly bow from the shoulders. Then he moved to hold out his hand for her to shake. “I am Theo, but called Mana. Enchante. You must be Merrick; David speaks very highly of you, of course.”

Mana looked very much a picture of a Bernini statue of an angel, then; something locked in it’s innocence and purity. He stood, head bowed, flattered beyond words and feeling the roil of a pleasant sort of embarrassment in his chest.

“Merci, Mademoiselle. It–it has taken some getting used to. I was not born nor educated in the idea that I … am not human. Nor ever have been.” He hesitantly lifted his too-blue eyes at her. “I’m afraid I’m still not sure how I feel about it. Without even knowing what I am–really.”

He managed a smile, however.

“But it helps to have friends who don’t seem frightened of me.”

Merrick could just see the reasons why David would be interested in Mana. She knew the man well enough to pick them up quite easily and it made her smile to know that the man she’d respected so very much for so very long, had not changed at all.

“I understand. I, myself took quite some time to come to terms with the fact that I was not dead when I had believed myself so. But you search for reasons to be unhappy; you have so much to be happy for, especially in knowing what you are now.” She insisted gently, surprised that he seemed so uncertain. But then, with David taking care of him, she was sure that would not last.

"So you are the bird..." Her voice was rich and sultry but quiet enough that it demanded attention. She leaned against the door frame, surveying him in great interest, her white skirts stirring around in a faint breeze.

“Oui, Mademoiselle; I am that.” Mana dipped a gentlemanly bow from the shoulders. Then he moved to hold out his hand for her to shake. “I am Theo, but called Mana. Enchante. You must be Merrick; David speaks very highly of you, of course.”

Her smile was warm as he approached and, glancing at his hand curiously, she took it and gently shook it. “Our David must be proud of your manners.” She commented with a fond smile, ignoring the rush of excitement from the spirits surrounding her as she made physical contact with him. “I am Merrick and you are far more impressive than David suggested. Seems a shame to hide yourself away, though I understand the desire.”

Mana’s marble complexion filled with a rose flush of color. “I can’t speak for my keeper, I’m afraid; but I do try to do right by him. He’s been nothing but kind to me; it’s why I adore him as much as I do.”

Mana’s eyes widened a fraction at the mention of hiding himself away, before the fell to the pendant around his neck. “Oh.” he blushed harder. “Oui, and even David agrees, I think; most of my friends do. But it’s immensely difficult to explain –ah, my looks, when I go out to get the wine and chocolate for the house.”

Slowly, slowly, Mana reached for the pendant and tugged it off on it’s cord over his head, He set it down on a small side table, allowing the glamour to slowly dissolve away.

Folding his arms into one another, the avian looked slightly sheepish as he stood before her without the help of his illusion.

“David is easy to adore.” She agreed in a quiet almost sad tone though the emotion was fleeting before her face was a perfect mask again. She watched his eyes drop to the pendant she had enchanted for him at David’s request and her dark eyes then studied his face; seeing and understanding far more than she let on.

She understood his need to disguise himself in public but in the privacy of his own home, in the company of those who knew, it was too much like hiding his true nature. She watched as he removed the pendant and set it aside and as her eyes gazed over the wings and the bird-like taloned feet her expression moved through multiple different facets.

“That is better... much better.” She murmured, a slightly different tone and intonation entering voice as she echoed her own thoughts. Apparently, she was not the only Mayfair present to approve.

"So you are the bird..." Her voice was rich and sultry but quiet enough that it demanded attention. She leaned against the door frame, surveying him in great interest, her white skirts stirring around in a faint breeze.

“Oui, Mademoiselle; I am that.” Mana dipped a gentlemanly bow from the shoulders. Then he moved to hold out his hand for her to shake. “I am Theo, but called Mana. Enchante. You must be Merrick; David speaks very highly of you, of course.”

Her smile was warm as he approached and, glancing at his hand curiously, she took it and gently shook it. “Our David must be proud of your manners.” She commented with a fond smile, ignoring the rush of excitement from the spirits surrounding her as she made physical contact with him. “I am Merrick and you are far more impressive than David suggested. Seems a shame to hide yourself away, though I understand the desire.”