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Pinned 📌
Ann/30's/UK - I make gifs! <3
This is my IWTV side blog 🩸🦇
My edits are under the tag #iwtv-ann edits
I follow back from hollanov-ann-main
My other side blogs:
🏒 Heated Rivalry
🏴☠️ Our Flag Means Death
The fault was mine. All mine.
Love of my life was him.
I was his and he was mine (IWTV - S01E07)
(IWTV - S02E02)
Louis and Lestat were only thinking of each other in the end. Louis saying plainly that Lestat was the love of his life even though it angered Armand and risked Regina's life. His confession that even then, amidst the horror of it all, his head detached from his body, he was still thinking of Lestat. Still there on that bench with him, swimming in the fog of love. His love like a tether anchoring him to the earth...
And Lestat... his life with Louis flashing before his eyes at the long table, recounting his failures, shots of their kisses in reverse because he could feel himself slipping away from his beloved, never to feel the knock of his heart again. The final memory a flash of himself knocking on Louis' coffin, trying to wake him, longing for his touch...
"Could be. Hands touch." That moment on the bench anchoring him to reality. Louis as his tether just as he is for Louis. His Louis, Louis, Louis the most precious gift he has on this earth...
And then Paul shows up. I'm not sure if we were meant to see him as a ghost or merely an imagining saying what Lestat wanted to hear (I'm assuming the latter) but either way... Lestat was only thinking of Louis. Their love. The way Louis never said it in words but how, after their reunion, the moment on the bench, he felt that love all the same. "He has a hard time saying it. Doesn't mean he doesn't."
For both of them, their love is the beginning and the end of all things. The last thing they think of, the last thing they ache for...
And what a perfect setup for what they could be together in season 4, even if only for a moment. Drowning in the fog of love when the season begins...
lets all live guys
#myloustat
This song is perfect for Lestat!
The way Im going to have Brutal Love on repeat once it drops
I am the meteor above it Writing your name in dust as I fall
1x02 // 3x06
just two idiots obsessed with each other
THE VAMPIRE LESTAT 3.06 'Montreal'
If it was just the two of us again...cause, yeah, who else is gonna have us... A trailer park. Nevada, Utah, the desert. Couple folding chairs. Plant some flower boxes. What blooms at night?
Evening Primrose.