Don’t Play It Safe

louis' narration: it was dusk. the smell of petrichor still lingered in the air, greeting me as i woke and pondered my new existence as a vampire, a creature of the night. as the sun set and gave way to new darkness, so too had something awakened in me, a bloodlust that could not be sated. was i now man or monster? or something in between, a perversion of even the natural order in which all other beings reside?

i’m a drunk, lord. i’m a liar. i am a thief, lord. i profit off the miseries of other men, and i do it easy. drugs, liquor, women. i-i-i lure them in and grab what they got, lord. i take daughters with no homes and i-i put em out on the street, lord, and i lie to myself saying i-i’m giving em roof and food and dollar bills in they pocket, but i look in the mirror, i know what i am. the big man in the big house, stuffin cotton in my ear so i can't hear their cries. and, lord, i dragged my family into this mess with me. I SHAME MY FATHER. i failed my brother. i lost my mother and sister, and rather than fix it like a man should, lord, i run like a coward. i run to the bottle. i run to the grift. i run to bad beds. i laid down with a MAN. i laid down with THE DEVIL. and he has ROOTS in me. all his SPINDLY ROOTS in me. AND I CAN'T THINK NOTHING ANYMORE BUT HIS VOICE AND HIS WORDS!! please. HELP MEEE! I AM WEAK!!! i wanna die.

how daniel molloy feels after trying to conduct an accurate interview about vampires, but his subjects are louis de pointe du lack of information, lestat de lyingcourt, armanipulator, and claudead.

Please explain harrenhal the concept

auditioning for the cherik themed met gala he’s attending in his mind