do you ever feel victimized by fanfic authors when you make them fanart and then they give YOU compliments and you try to give THEM compliments and its a vicious cycle??? ♥♥ ft. @nicolareed
Headcanon that sometimes when Louis and Lestat share a bed, Lestat will sleep directly on top of Louis, because of his insatiable need to be as close as physically possible, but Louis doesn’t mind because it has this sort of bittersweet nostalgic feeling of when they used to share a coffin.
I don’t think I have that, you’ll have to dig around on her Facebook 😛
^Does anyone know of this post? Let me know.
In the meantime, there was some discussion about his accent on this post and tbh I probably trust fandom more than Anne on this.
Armand has no accent. You can speak any language to perfection. His English, for example, is soft, fresh, and perfect. Maybe his articulation is a little old, and formal. He has a perfect ear.
When you read a fic for smut and it turns out to be well written with a good plot.
Beauty is, in some way, boring. Even if its concept changes through the ages… a beautiful object must always follow certain rules. A beautiful nose shouldn’t be longer than that or shorter than that, on the contrary, an ugly nose can be as long as the one of Pinocchio, or as big as the trunk of an elephant, or like the beak of an eagle, and so ugliness is unpredictable, and offers an infinite range of possibility. Beauty is finite, ugliness is infinite like God.
“Mon cher, Lestat.” Claudia sighed with a sweet smile. “I may have left the nest but my home is with you.” Biting her lower lips she shook her head only to continue smiling. “I think of you too often and I miss you more than you think. You may be a Brat Prince now but you were mine before you were many of theirs….”