#louis centric

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the rocks-in-the-feet thing is craaaazy Louis has just been carrying around a metaphorical dead fetus inside him for decades huh.

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more exciting, more fascinating, than decades with you

prompt: blooming/wilting

drabble for @loumandmicrofic

He starts with the newspapers, the photographs, Armand's coven burning all over again. The flames sting his hands like always, sharp as little fangs splitting his skin. Armand peering at up from where he's got his mouth nestled in Louis's palm, batting his eyes. Is this good, maitre? 

Louis throws the book at the roots of their magnolia tree, steps back from the sudden blast of heat. More, he orders, the way Armand taught him. Up. The flames dance up the trunk and along the branches. The flowers catch fire one by one, bright little flares that make Louis’s eyes sting.

He rubs his face and his fingers come away red. Tears of joy, they must be. He’s free again, alive again, the beige pillow lifted off his face for the first time in almost a century.

Nevertheless, he can’t hold back a sob when the tree comes crashing down.

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sometimes I think people failed to understand the "I'm the only woman ever played by Brad Pitt" line is Anne Rice projecting gender feelings (closeted transmasc feelings?) onto a fictional character in a book and not as a blanket statement that Louis is Ontologically A Woman (as in not transfem, but submissive, docile, helpless, etc) forever and ever.

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IT SHOULD HAVE BEEN HIM FUCK YOU

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honestly one of my favorite book/show is book Louis is getting hitched within days of meeting whichever gentleman piranha is interested in him atm while show Louis requires months of courting in advance.

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it turns out the saint is not a city

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scenes that fuck me up so bad because...Louis finding out about the twins is such a cute wholesome moment and it's literally something that would not have happened that he wouldn't be a vampire. like the joy in his voice, it's both joy at the good news and joy at the possibility that maybe he can make this worse, that he can use vampirism to help him mend his relationships with his family instead of the other way around, that he has a chance. and then everything that happens to him, for years and years, with Grace and Florence and Claudia, feels designed to crush the hope from his one moment into motherfucking dust. god.

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I feel like there should be more headcanons about Louis having chronic pain. he compares the rocks in his feet to little cancers, right? that sounds like something that would occasionally make it difficult to walk or stand, though it's not something he'd ever admit aloud. and it'd be interesting to explore how the rocks being something he could "fix" anytime he wanted interweaves with his other disabilities (depression, PTSD, etc).