I’m so jazzed about @sheepskeleton ’s VC calendar and her drawing of Louis, thanks so much for making another this year! 💖
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I’m working on super cool duo short-haired-Claudia and long-haired-Benji!
Of course, no fedoras allowed. I really don’t know what the hell was thinking AR when she decided that fedoras were cool. 🤷🏻♀️ Berets are better XD *thinks of all Gucci stuff*
Also: do I need to make Benji darker? I feel this level of pale is good enough, but Im not that sure (and I don’t want his skin to end up looking too red?)
lestat is a delightful and infuriating protagonist. the part in TVL where he loses his shit when marius shows him the king and queen is so very endearing (well it’s endearing if you’re not armand i guess)
tfw no bfI’m just saying, Nicolas drank himself to sleep every single night after Lestat disappeared.
And so he ran after me all the way back to the hotel, all the way across the rooftops, where I hoped to lose him, until I leaped in the window of the parlor and turned in rage and slammed the window shut. He hit it, arms outstretched, like a bird who seeks to fly through glass, and shook the frame.
Louis de Pointe du Lac describing my absolute favourite moment in the entire series that needs to be talked about more. (via just-another-vcblog)
What book is this from, i need to know , what did i miss (via vampatiddy)
^That’s from Interview ;D
(via i-want-my-iwtv)
One reblog and I’ll draw this.
(via agorgeoustrainwreck)
Please, I beg you
(via just-another-vcblog)
I’m doing this
(via agorgeoustrainwreck)
made it sweet bc of the lil heart, anon ❤
mah boi decided to put a bible to good use by pressing flowers w/it, screw actually reading it; plus, he’s immortalizing the flowers (in a dead state), so it’s kinda like he’s vamping them up too, idkThis is actually the last request. Thank you to everyone who asked for something! I hope I was able to make someone at least a little bit happy with my stuff. Love y’all ;*
My heart is yours – Lestat x Louis ( fanart © malisvaart )
I stopped. I put my arm around him. I held him close to me.
“I’m Lestat,” I said in a low voice. “Your Lestat. I’m the same Lestat you’ve always known, and no matter how I’m changed, I’m stil the same being.”
“I know,” he said warmly.
I kissed him. I pressed my lips to his and I held this kiss for a long silent moment. And then I gave into a silent wave of feeling, and I took him in my arms. I held him tight against me. I felt his unmistakable silken skin, his soft shining black hair. I heard the blood throbbing in him, and time dissolved, and it seemed I was in some old and secret place, some warm tropical grotto we’d once shared, ours alone in some way, with the scent of sweet olive blossoms and the whisper of moist breeze. “I love you,” I whispered.
In a low intimate voice, he answered: “My heart is yours.” – PL, p.435
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