Here For The Whump

i love the idea of this version of akasha thinking of lestat as like. her purse dog. he’s her chihuahua with gucci shades. he runs around outside and brings her little treasures. he does tricks for her. he gives her cuteness aggression. she owns him.

I'd be so pissed if I were suicidal and someone forced an employment on me

larry kissing lestat while he's high out of his mind and barely responsive, gabrielle making a spectacle out of fucking his body double in the bathroom during the interview after he tries to establish some semblance of a boundary with her, the fang gang placing a glory hole on top of a cutout of his face on their wall, a book describing his kidnapping and rape being published without his knowledge or consent, him asking his lawyer if he's expected to fuck the hotel owner to make the pr cleanup post vampire-hallway-brawl easier and her saying yes, louis secretly owning 45% of the profits off of the merch for his tour, the one thing he thought he could do to reclaim a little bit of control over his own narrative. hmmm i wonder if it all means something 😃