#thevampirechronicleskin

[fictionkinfessionsarchived]

I kin Armand from The Vampire Chronicles for both spiritual and coping reasons and it’s such a trip. I have super similar trauma to his in this lifetime and it’s not fun. Sometimes I’ll be reading the books and thinking “I can’t believe I did something that terrible during that lifetime. Am I still like that? What if I hurt people? I don’t want to hurt people.” It’s just all around a real bad time. I’m still pretty similar to him in personality too so that’s a time. Send help. L

[fictionkinfessions]

It hurts to have wronged someone and to not be able to apologize to them. To not be able to get their forgiveness.

Fathers are supposed to protect their children. I’m sorry I couldn’t protect you, Claudia. It pains me every time when I think of what Lestat and I cursed you with and what I allowed Armand to do to you. You were my angel, and you have no idea how dearly I loved you. I wish I could have given you all the happiness you deserved.

I’ll always think of you. I’ll always want to find you again. I hope that one day our paths will cross once more. I hope you can forgive me then.

Sincerely, a regretful Louis

( #tvc kin #iwtv kin #the vampire chronicles kin #interview with the vampire kin )

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[fictionkinfessions]

@/post/668942943241076736/ (“master was lestat real too…”)

I know this ask is from months ago but I literally just found it, so in case you’re still hanging around and waiting for an answer- yes, I do believe he was! I’ve got vague memories of hearing stories about Lestat (and some of the others from tvc), but I don’t think I ever met him myself or paid much attention to all of his drama.

-Nandor, wwdits

[fictionkinfessions]

I'm so scared I'll never find source/canonmates, but I'm also scared to find them because... what if they hate me. Louis, my dark angel, please don't hate me... -Lestat🎼🎻⚰

[fictionkinfessions]

Me: wants to hoard and collect The Vampire Chronicles fanart. Also me: God I'm so full of myself. - Lestat De Lioncourt

[ohmercifuldeath]

The cold has made me melancholy more often than not of late. I always yearn for a family again, no matter what shift I want the most important people to me back in my life once more.

Things never were perfect with us, band of immortal misfits, but we loved each other as only Sire and Fledglings could.

Tonight is a night for my silk sleep shirt, in Lestat’s preferred red, and my largest and most comfortable of bedding. Perhaps with enough pillows and things i can trap myself in just the right amount of space. The amount of space just perfect enough for a coffin for one, two if tangled in a comforting hold as we slept the sleep of the dead.

[ohmercifuldeath]

a dream or a memory? my face tucked into a slender neck, blond hair tickling my face while slender fingers play with my own dark locks. a dark, twinkling laughter.

whimsy? or my damned and beautiful brat prince?