
I fucked up with the eye so i drew an eyepatch; but a crying lestat for @honey-in-the-sunshine
That totally works for his return from Hell in MtD, though!

I fucked up with the eye so i drew an eyepatch; but a crying lestat for @honey-in-the-sunshine
That totally works for his return from Hell in MtD, though!
They can smell it, it smells like spilled blood to them, as usual… they say “Hunger is the best sauce” and that’s certainly true for Lestat (ew).
Hit the jump for the scene from canon about this (and I think it was tastefully done, no pun intended) but I warn you, what has been read cannot be unread.
“Her menses. It was being neatly collected by a pad of white cotton
between her legs.
I let myself think of it now because the menses was
heavy and the smell was overpoweringly delicious to me. It began to
torture me, the thought of licking this blood. This isn’t pure blood,
you understand, but blood is its vehicle and I felt the normal
temptation that vampires do in such circumstances, to lick the blood from
her nethermouth between her legs, a way of feeding on her that
wouldn’t harm her.
Except under the circumstances it was a perfectly outrageous and
impossible thought.”
Later: “…
that special, perfumed blood collecting
neatly between her legs.”
MUCH LATER: “
“Forgive me, forgive me,” I whispered,
…and I lapped at the blood just inside her young pink vaginal
lips, just coming from the mouth of her womb, not pure blood, but
blood from her,… blood that brought no pain, no
sacrifice, only her gentle forbearance with me, with my unspeakable
act, my tongue going deep into her, drawing out the blood that was
yet to come, gently, gently,…
…taste and smell of blood, her sweet
blood, a place where blood flows free and no wound is made or ever
needs to be made, the entrance to her blood open to me in her
forgiveness.”
Go to the book for more, I was trying to be really concise here. In the earlier part of the book when he smells it, he wants it bc blood is blood, but he can control himself and he knows it’s “a perfectly outrageous and impossible thought.”
Later, he had just gotten back from a traumatic adventure and he wanted the blood as a means of self-medication (comfort food!) as much as he needed the closeness to Dora herself. Vampires probably prefer wound blood. Maybe there are vampires who prefer it this way, though! It’s good that AR addressed the question ;]
I also have a tag with a few more posts about Dora the Nun and there’s fanart of this scene.
So if you read this, read it for that reason that Lestat is talking again, that he is frightened, that he is searching desperately for the lesson and for the song and for the raison d’etre, that he wants to understand his own story and he wants you to understand it, and that it is the very best story he has right now to tell. If that’s not enough, read something else.
If it is, then read on. In chains, to my friend and my scribe, I dictated these words. Come with me. Just listen to me. Don’t leave me alone.
I felt a sudden sagging, a complete exhaustion, and a despair.
Typical.
I rolled over on my face and tucked my arm under my head and started crying like a child. I was perishing from exhaustion. I was worn and miserable and I loved crying. I couldn’t do anything else. I gave in to it fully. I felt that profound release of the utterly grief-stricken. I didn’t give a damn who saw or heard. I cried and cried.
Do you know what I think about crying? I think some people have to learn to do it. But once you learn, once you know how to really cry, there’s nothing quite like it. I feel sorry for those who don’t know the trick. It’s like whistling or singing.
Whatever the case, I was too miserable to take much consolation just from feeling good for a moment in a welter of shudders and salted, bloodstained tears.
anne-christ-deactivated20150709:
~im back im on the rag and ovulating
Um… thanks for the update? We know Lestat likes that.

*goes to a party and awkwardly follows friend around the entire time*
*goes to a family reunion and awkwardly follows mom around the entire time**goes to hell and awkwardly follows satan the entire time*

Nice to see; I wasn’t familiar with the US paperback cover!
Seems like this book is on everyone’s mind at the moment… either Anne Rice is using her Lestat RP (there’s a phrase I never thought I’d type) to drop hints about connections between Memnoch and Prince Lestat, or it’s all a big coincidence and we’ll sleep easier after the book comes out.
Can I just bitch about how we have to wait two extra days in the UK? Good. Because this is me, bitching.
#nostalgia flare-up bc this was the edition I read!
AR’s Lestat RP (omg yes that word has been bandied about and it’s perfect) does seem to be hinting about him an awful lot. Whether he appears or is referenced in Prince Lestat or a later book (since PL is just the beginning of a new veering-off series apparently) is anyone’s guess.
Avoid tumblr 10/28-whenever you read it, there will probably be spoiler explosion and I may, myself, commit acts of spoilage.
[…] I have set for myself the task of being a hero in this world. I maintain myself as morally complex, spiritually tough, and aesthetically relevant a being of blazing insight and impact, a guy with
things to say to you.
So if you read this, read it for that reason that Lestat is talking again, that he is frightened, that he is searching desperately for the lesson and for the song and for the raison d’etre, that he wants to understand his own story and he wants you to understand it, and that it is the very best story he has right now to tell.
[…] Come with me.
Just listen to me. Don’t leave me alone.

I just finished Memnoch the devil and like how can it end like that?? This is absolutely preposterous,
Welcome to the fandom. This is how it is. These feels you’re feeling are normal *cackling*
someone please tell me that armand and memnoch aren’t dead!! They can’t be!
YOU CAN’T HANDLE THE CANON. No, j/k, I just don’t want to spoil it for you. Just stay with us. Read/skim the Vampire Armand.
(BTW, Memnoch is a fallen angel, I don’t think he’s in any kinda danger. You might have meant Mael)