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desertfangs · 8 months
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For some reason you feel like the right person to ask about this (probably because of your fic where Daniel volunteers to manage Lestat'smusical comeback lol), but if the Armand bed pile (plus anyone else you have thoughts on) was a band, who would be in each role?
Lestat as lead singer, obviously. I feel like Louis has broody, 'bass guitarist who seems ready to drop out the band at any point but is a fan favourite for his mysterious and dark looks' vibes
But should Daniel be drums or keyboard 🤔 and I'm really unsure about where Armand himself should be
Also, not a traditional bed pile member, but I do want to suggest Bianca as another possible band member, either guitar or drums maybe?
Idk, I've just been imagining all the touring drama (imagine locking this lot up in a tour bus for months on end!), the dramatic and theatrical performances, how completely unmanageable they would be. The Vampire Lestat turned up to 11
Oh this is a fun question! I think you could ask everyone to build their own The Vampire Lestat reunion tour band from the vampire cast and everyone's answers would be different but I'll do my best. I'm just gonna use whoever might be at Trinity Gate when Lestat has this wild idea.
As you said, Lestat is the lead singer. That's his thing. He's the front man and he does the vocals.
I think you're right that Louis would be the bassist. He has dark, quietly brooding bassist energy especially with his hair long so it could drape over face. Louis would have his own groupies after a single show.
Armand would do lead guitar, because he'd refuse to take a backseat and he'd often try to steal the show with long solos. He and Lestat would probably fight backstage over him trying to take over certain songs, which would lead to them disappearing into a dressing room "to work things out" and coming out with their clothes all rumpled.
This means Daniel can do drums. I think he'd be good at them, even if though he might get excited sometimes and do a little "ba-dum-cha!" after Lestat says something that could be taken as a joke but maybe isn't meant to be. (Lestat will glare at him and Daniel will promise not to do it again, but he will.)
I'm also going to veer left here and add Sybelle on keyboard. The original band didn't have a keyboard I think it would add something and she'd be that keyboardist who doesn't speak but answers only in music if addressed.
Since Sybelle is there, Benji can work the merch table. He's probably not a bad sales person. And Marius can bounce between the merch table and backstage, acting as the haggard over-worked manager who's trying to keep everything in check and make sure the show goes on even when Lestat refuses to do a soundcheck (he can sub Daniel in for that!) or Louis refuses to come out of his dressing room in the sequined outfit Lestat is insisting he wear. A lot of this will be Marius solving problems, I imagine, but they'll play a few solid shows.
People will ask for autographs and think it's a fun tribute to Lestat's music and books, and never think these are the real actual vampires since of course the vampire are not real, and obviously this isn't the original Lestat. Except for one or two true believers who post videos on TikTok comparing their cell phone photos of Lestat at the show to footage of him from MTV and insisting it's the same guy and he hasn't aged a day.
Oh and Bianca is going to play the tambourine.
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free-for-all-fics · 8 months
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Near Dark and Queen of the Damned/The Vampire Lestat crossover prompt! (In my head Lestat is still blond and face claimed by either Tom Cruise or Sam Reid, but if you wanna picture Stuart Townsend, go ahead!) Pls tag me if you’re inspired by any of the ideas below and I’d love to read it! ❤️🩸
You’re Lestat de Lioncourt’s sister and a member of his rock band, The Vampire Lestat. While on tour with your human band mates, you and your brother run into a vampire clan led by Jesse Hooker. (Whether it’s while you’re performing on stage, staying at a motel, stopping at a seedy bar for a “drink”, etc., is up to you.) You and Lestat may have an altercation with the Hooker clan that gets physical in order to stop them from trying to kill and eat your band mates. Fangs bared, punches thrown, bodies tossed, property damaged, it was a whole thing. Your band mates didn’t believe you and Lestat when you first met and revealed you were vampires. They thought you were joking because of some book that was published. But after this, maybe they’ll believe you now. Once the Hooker clan realizes you and Lestat are vampires, well shit! How do you do, fellow vamps? Sorry about trying to eat your human friends. Truce? No hard feelings?
Severen immediately flirts with you and cranks up the charm, calling you the sexiest damn vampire he’s ever seen. He may kill in front of you and slit throats with his boot spurs to impress you. He may grab a human and hold them in his arms, inviting you to feed with him. Sharing a human and drinking from them at the same time would be so hot! Drink up, baby! He’ll even grab your ass and invite your sexy self to his motel for a hell of a night. You ever ride a vampire cowboy, baby? He has infinite stamina so he can go as long as you want him to and show you all sorts of things to make you moan and scream his name. If you want, you and he could warm up with a game of strip poker first. (He’s a cheating bastard at the game, watch out.) Even if Lestat hates Severen for having the audacity to flirt with his baby sister and be so lewd in his seduction, he has a feeling deep in his gut that Severen is your mate. Severen is looking at you the same way he used to look at Louis. Fuck. Maybe on the eve of one of your concerts, Louis will find Lestat and they can share a forgiving and romantic reunion. Maybe Louis will be waiting for Lestat backstage during one of your shows. How your brother deals with Severen being your mate and what happens after this is all up to you.
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apoptoses · 8 months
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What social media do you think Louis,Lestat, Armand, and Daniel would have?
(I've only read the first two books so far so idk if they really have social media in the last 3 books)
Lestat can't even keep his email accounts straight, so unless you count Anne answering questions on Facebook as him then no, they never really mention social media lol
Lestat: Someone (and I can't remember who) brought up the thought that Lestat would have an instagram that is nothing but pics of dogs that he's met on his travels and that's just stuck with me forever. And maybe he'd go through a phase of posting pictures of himself, especially if he were to get the band back together for a reunion tour, but the day his phone does a hard reset and he gets logged out? That's the end of that, he can't be bothered to figure out the password.
Louis: secret forum lurker. He has a goodreads account where he posts book reviews (something scathing), a reddit account where he argues with randos over literature and history, and an ancestry.com account he keeps because he enjoys organizing the pointe du lac family records. He's text based only, minus the pinterest account he keeps to try and keep Lestat's home renovations on track.
Armand: has dabbled in everything. Livejournal, myspace, snapchat, instagram, he's tried it all out of curiosity. But most of it is a passing phase, a thing to fixate on and a way to connect with random mortals about whatever he's interested in at the time, and then he moves on. Tiktok is his latest fixation, not to post videos but to endlessly scroll and see weird shit. Also a pinterest king for home decor.
Daniel: I was talking to @monstersinthecosmos about him and she was like, he's the type to have a bunch of burner facebook accounts to lurk and catfish his extended family members and god that just strikes me as correct. Like techinically his siblings could still be alive! His parents, even! And he can't communicate with them as Daniel so pretending to be his own distant relative or just straight up stealing someone else's pics and lying about who he is to keep in touch would be up his alley. He's the guy the rest of them go to if they wanna hunt down a descendant on social media. Also had a twitter for a while to keep up with fellow fans of podcasts he likes, but Elon has fucked that so, like the rest of us he's trying to figure out what to get into next.
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hekateinhell · 1 year
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Armand mods the subreddit for the band The Vampire Lestat. Because Lestat is tech-inept "Read it? Read what?" and because this way Armand can twist the narrative on the band any way he wants. When he's pissed at Lestat he'll tease a reunion tour possibility, causing the fans to freak. The night after cathartic sex for them both, Armand will post a Polaroid from the concert at Cow Palace. Nothing incriminating, just never before seen blurry shots of the stage or the band members that aren't Lestat. The fans of the band are satisfied with the crumbs, and Armand secretly enjoys the adoration Lestat still gets from them.
Armand on Reddit. 💀
You know what... he would. Daniel and Benji introduced him to the site and he totally spiraled through hundreds of the most niche subreddits before creating r/TheVampireLestat in a fit of boredom and morbid curiosity. Today, it boasts 53 members comprised of baby boomers reliving the music of their heyday and wannabe goth teens thinking they're the coolest for having "discovered" TVL.
I love that you have it so that when Armand's pissed at Lestat, he retaliates by doing something Lestat has absolutely zero idea of lmao. It's very passive-aggressive, innocuous "I'm purposefully going to hang your dress shirts without ironing them to possibly let you know how much you annoyed me, but you're not going to notice so I don't feel bad about it" tired and cranky spouse energy. Sometimes they really are that couple that's been divorced twice without ever being married once. In this case, Lestat's in the doghouse without ever knowing he's in there, RIP. Which tracks tbf.
The ending is too sweet though! Because I feel that Armand does enjoy seeing Lestat being celebrated and receiving his dues (it reminds me of the scene in BC when he's looking at Lestat and smiling that secret little smile as Lestat sits on his throne). I could make also this kinky in a way and say that Armand gets off on objectifying his lover and showing off what he has, knowing these people will never get to experience Lestat the way he does.
Now if Armand would just leak their sex tapes—edited to appear as vintage 1980s pornography, of course. I think the fans deserve to at least meet Priapus, don't you?
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saint-louisdulac · 10 months
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Hi Louis! Fabulous outfit I have to say, I love the pearl chain. Did you wear this to one of Lestat's concerts? What was his reaction?
https://www.tumblr.com/verymerrymart/721952178263162880
How did that user draw my outfit so accurately?? You people scare me..
Anyway…Yes, I did wear that outfit a while back when Lestat was on his reunion tour in North America. The most I can say is that when Lestat saw me, the clothes didn’t stay on me for very long..
~LDPDL
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chlostars · 1 year
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lestat is awoken in 2022 by the mcr reunion tour or the show is canceled
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tr4umaborn · 6 months
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"hold me again.."
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louis had seen the posters everywhere, but a band called the vampire lestat wasn't exactly on his radar as something to be looking for. molloy had published the interview and despite the descriptions he'd left of lestat on each page, louis had come to find that the world painted whatever picture they wanted. he can't say he blames them: lestat was a gorgeous monster.
it didn't mean he didn't miss him. that he didn't regret his actions that night as his parisian home went up in flames. he just can't take it back.
he never realized he wouldn't have to take anything back. . . never even considered the alternative that lestat is the vampire equivalent of a cockroach and won't seem to ever be squashed. to others that is an abhorrent thought: but to louis? it meant a joy to look forward to.
a girl in his creole history class had a picture of the poster on her phone and was talking about it before class started. she was showing everyone how handsome the lead singer was and that she was so excited for the concert that night! that night huh. louis didn't say anything to them, finishing class early with a wink to the girls to go enjoy the concert. an email went out to his other night class telling them it had been canceled, and a quick search found louis a rather expensive ticket for the vampire lestat concert. worth it? we'll see.
the rolls royce he'd recently purchased would stick out like a sore thumb on the streets of new orleans, but he'd grown used to that as he slowly grew a car collection for his own taking. he parked off to the side of the venue, seeing the gaggle of teenagers waiting at the door to be let in. louis slid inside early, the ticket he'd purchased having a vip status attached to it. it meant he could plant himself front and center. the mosh pit that would form will have to work around him.
that's exactly what happened. the concert started and of course it would be at least an hour before the headliner came on. he couldn't say this was exactly his type of music, though he thought fondly of his time in england and all of the music mitchell would blast. at least he was exposed.
finally the stage is set and ready for the headliner. oddly louis felt a flutter in his stomach just before the band came on. nerves? excitement? fear? perhaps all of the above. it had him tapping his fingers against his slacks where his hands rested.
there's an immediate reaction when the band comes on. it's his voice that gives him away: the only vampire he knows who hasn't somehow adapted their accent despite living in so many different countries. but then the lights shine on him and the dramatic man that he is. . . louis feels his heart swelling in his chest. he realizes within moments he's already leaking blood tears, needing to wipe his eyes more than he has in the last decade.
it may have been mere moments or it may have been a moment of longevity when they lock eyes for the first time. but that look makes louis lose it, his body sinking into the ground with a growing smile. lestat -- his lestat. alive. well. on stage! there's a happiness there that he can't contain.
still he has to wait until the end of the show for this to all become real. waiting with the gaggle of teenage girls for the band to come out. one by one they do, until lestat appears. it a moment of hazy wonder louis feels his feet lift off the ground as lestat picks him up and pulls him into an embrace. no one else exists in this moment. no one else needs to. still, a reunion decades in the making should be done somewhere more private. louis' suggestion: " tour bus? "
they sit there staring at each other for drawn out minutes, hands held in a tight embrace. when lestat finally speaks, it swells louis' chest the way it had when they laid eyes on each other.
" hold me again. . . "
how could he deny the needs of his first love? he reaches out, gingerly pulling lestat over so that instead of being next to him the blonde is now sat on his lap. with that move louis can pull him in and close, resting lestat's head down onto his heart. " never thought. . . never thought i'd see you again. " his voice is tender, head leaning down to rest on top of lestat's.
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littlesmartart · 5 years
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DRAWTOBER #17 - never seen the sun shine brighter by sandpapersnowman
Things have gone surprisingly smoothly since their reunion. Lestat is a beloved rock star, and Louis is more than happy to go where he goes.
day seventeen is a brilliant post-QOTD fixit where Lestat goes back on tour and Louis joins him - which is a concept I’m planning on writing about myself, so I’m very partial to this one. it also has a really nice L/L relationship that suggests growth and communication and vulnerability, which I think everyone knows I’m an absolute slut for by this point. a really cute little piece with a ship dynamic I definitely enjoy.
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desertfangs · 11 months
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Lestat/Daniel
First sentence: Hey! Where is that hand going?!
This went in a direction I didn't expect but I had fun with it and I hope you'll have fun with it, too! I don't usually write this way, either, so it's a bit of an experiment and I hope it works.
“Hey, where is that hand going?” Lestat smiles teasingly at Daniel as he reaches for his jeans, to pull the little box of cigarettes from his front pocket. 
Daniel gives him an exasperated look but it’s temperated by the elation in him, the joy from the concert they’ve just left. Lestat can smell the blood and sweat on him from jumping and dancing around to the music. 
He puts the cigarette to his lips and flicks the lighter until a tiny flame dances on the top. He touches the cigarette to his lips and inhales, his dead lungs expanding in his chest. Lestat can hear the breath move into them and the way his heart speeds up almost imperceptibility. He offers Lestat the box.
Lestat holds up a hand in refusal. Daniel shrugs and puts the box back in his pocket, creating a small bulge over his hip. Lestat’s eyes trail to the other bulge beneath his jeans and he smiles to himself. Such a mortal thing to notice. Such mortal desires. But then he’s not immune to the pleasures of the flesh. They’re no longer the same as when he was a human boy, but no less intense. 
He watches Daniel smoke, the cigarette held between two long fingers that bring it to his soft lips. His blond hair is damp with blood sweat near the roots and the aroma is intoxicating. Lestat moves closer without realizing and Daniel looks at him.
The look stops his heart. It’s so open with the hint of a soft smile on his youthful face. Lestat can see plainly how this boy captivated Armand so quickly. With his tenacity and boldness, surely, but no doubt his beauty played a part. He’s a captivating creature. And yet there’s a casualness to his movements, an almost unawareness of just how alluring it is when he sucks on the cigarette, his lips puckering around it. 
“Did you like the band?” Daniel asks, shifting nervously under Lestat’s gaze. Lestat turns away, watching the rest of the crowd exiting the building, their hearts hammering at frenetic tempos. They smell of sweat, beer, and hairspray, the faint smell of marijuana lingering in the air. 
“They had a good energy, though I was tempted to go up there and show the lead singer how it’s done.” 
Daniel laughs, a puff of smoke coming out of his mouth as he does. “Yeah, well, not everyone can be The Vampire Lestat.” The cigarettes make his voice rougher and give it a texture that sets Lestat’s hair on end. 
“I’ve been thinking it’s time for a reunion tour,” Lestat says. He doesn’t really mean it. Yes, he longs to do it, to be on stage again, but as much as teases Marius, he knows it’s not realistic. His new role is the role of a lifetime: the prince of all vampire kind. He works that stage brilliantly, plays the part with fervor and zeal. But sometimes when he posts videos of himself singing a few bars on the internet and the comments go wild, he wants to be on the stage again like he used to.
“Yeah, well, sign me up,” Daniel says. “I’ll work your merchandise table.” 
Lestat laughs. This is what he loves about Daniel. When he says things like that, Armand will frown trying to work out how serious he is and Louis gets that familiar little wrinkle in his forehead that marks his concern. Marius will jump into a long lecture of why he can’t ever be on stage again. But Daniel simply jumps on board.
Lestat moves closer and snatches the cigarette from his fingers. Again, Daniel gives him that exasperated look, the one perfected over years with Armand. There’s no real rancor in it, though. Lestat touches the cigarette to his lips, slightly moist from Daniel’s mouth, and inhales. The smoke is hot, filling his lungs with dry, crackling air. Daniel takes it back, putting it right to his own mouth and leaving it there hanging on his lip as he runs his fingers through his blond hair.
“You can be my tour manager,” Lestat says.
“I know you’re joking but if you want, we could make it happen,” Daniel says. 
Lestat’s pulse quickens. He imagines the heat of the lights, the microphone in his hand, the crowd in front of him going berserk like they did for this mediocre local rock band. 
“Armand has connections in the music scene here, he could secure a venue. Maybe even this one.” Daniel gestures behind him. “We could sell you as a cover artist. Get you a back up band for one night. No one would think it was really you but…” He shrugs. “Could be fun.”
It could be fun. Lestat can imagine it clearly enough. He can wear a costume similar to one of his more famous ones and go wild with the hair and makeup. He’ll be an impersonator to the audience, playing a role. 
“The role I was born to play,” he mumbles.
“Yourself?” Daniel snorts.  He drops the cigarette to the ground and grinds it out with his shoe. “Yeah, man, it’d be cool.”
Lestat considers. Puts his arm around Daniel’s shoulders and pulls him into a hug right there on the street. No one cares. That’s the best thing about this modern age in the big city. No one really pays attention to anyone else. Everyone is too busy stumbling out of the venue, heading for the subway or a taxi, or a bar.
“Let’s get a drink,” Lestat says. 
Daniel gives him a sidelong look, and his thoughts are easy enough to read. But he vocalizes his question anyway: “What kind of drink?” 
Daniel is young and he’s fed. He has no need of blood right now, though Lestat is tempted to take him somewhere dark and quiet and offer him some regardless. 
“In a bar! Let’s follow the crowd.” 
“Sure. I actually know a good place three blocks down,” Daniel says. 
Lestat grins. He lowers his arm so it’s around Daniel’s waist and Daniel puts his arm around Lestat’s waist in turn. They walk together, milling through the crowd. “If were to do this show—a one night only engagement you understand—“ 
Daniel nods. “Obviously.” 
“Do you really think Armand would help?” 
“Of course! He’ll love the idea. Getting to dress you up in 80s rockstar regalia and watch you perform? He’ll be first in line.” 
“I suppose you and your maker get up to plenty of trouble in this town,” Lestat says. 
Daniel snorts. “You can say that.”
The idea is stuck in his head now, and he can’t stop thinking of which songs he’ll want to do, how many rehearsals it’ll take with a new band, how much time they’ll need. “What about the others?” Lestat asks, as they stop at the curb and wait to cross. 
Daniel considers, worrying his lip. It’s an extremely human gesture. Louis might be the most human of them all but Daniel has retained so much of his humanity, and Lestat enjoys that about him, too. “I think Louis will come around once we explain the whole impersonator part.” 
“Hm.” Lestat can picture Louis’ elegant face shifting into disapproval, but then he remembers their reunion in the 80s, and how delicious it was. How delicious it always is to see him worried and perturbed and to prove him wrong. Besides, he’ll love it, too. Perhaps even more than rest, not that he’ll ever admit it. “Good. Then we should start making plans immediately.” 
The light changes for them to cross, and Daniel hesitates. Lestat can hear the uncertainty in his thoughts, not for this crazed concert venture, but whether it’d be best to go back to Trinity Gate and enlist Armand’s help immediately, or whether they can do some basic planning at the bar. Lestat is  still buzzing from the energy of the show and his new plan for a show of his own and he wants to be in a lively setting, surrounded by people. 
“To the bar, Danny,” Lestat says, giving him a hard pat on his ass. “You can call your maker and have him join us there. He can bring a computer.” 
Daniel laughs and shakes his head and they head across the street. 
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hekateinhell · 1 year
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here, have the soothing thought I went to sleep with last night, of Armand drowning in one of Lestat's old hair metal t-shirts from the 80's. Because you just know Monsieur le Rockstar has a whole collection he can't bear to part with, even if they are getting ratty with age, and Armand isn't above stealing one just because of how it winds him up. They're tight on Lestat but the collars gape delightfully on Armand and leave plenty of clavicle exposed. (also whenever they happens they end up in a heated debate about whether giving Vince Neil the dark gift would fix his vocals, given the blood enhances so much, or if the world is doomed to shitty motley crue renunion tours for the rest of eternity. Poor Louis sometimes has to step in and referee)
Listen... I have written Armand wearing a Shout at the Devil '83 concert t-shirt lmao because the irony of Daniel having literally spent twelve years shouting at the devil is too delicious to pass up.
YES to Armand stealing Lestat's shirts and making them look better.
NO to Vince Neil's vocals getting the vampire glow-up. I'm convinced the Blood would not take properly in that instance and then we really would be doomed to shitty Mötley Crüe reunions for all eternity.
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