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Gottfried Helnwein: The Disasters of War, “1" & "13”, 2007, mixed media (oil and acrylic on canvas)

(Fanart by Hunsay for Berserk, source)

Appropriating this for the night of Lestat’s big break:

“It came in late August at last. Paris was at its warmest, and the nights were almost balmy… The crowd was standing up to applaud us… These were Parisians shouting for Lelio and Flaminia to come back out.

"That night Nicolas and I celebrated with a colossal drunk. We had all the troupe up to our rooms for it, and I climbed out on the slippery rooftops and opened my arms to Paris and Nicolas played his violin in the window until we’d awakened the whole neighborhood. The music was rapturous… We were dancing and singing as we had in the witches’ place. I almost fell off the window ledge.” – Lestat de Lioncourt, The Vampire Lestat (Part 1, Ch. 7)

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kir-tata:

Zoi. new one. with the eye of my cat ^^

on DA: http://kir-tat.deviantart.com/art/sftd-420787061

*swoons* 

fleurdulys:

La somnambule – Edouard Rosset-Granger

1897

Babbette Freneire-esque? From Interview with the Vampire:

“She was looking at me now, the lamp raised; and just when I meant to look away, I saw her face change. It went still, blank, as if her soul were losing its consciousness. She closed her eyes and shook her head. It occurred to me that I had somehow caused her to go into a trance without any effort on my part.‘What are you!’ she whispered.’You’re from the devil. You were from the devil when you came to me! ”

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Ellen Tracy as Lady Macbeth by John Singer Sargent, and fanart by Anna Bernal (she also has a blog here)

This painting always reminds me of the Queen of the Damned:

… I saw them in the thickening gloom-the two of them, their red hair catching the hazy glow of the fire; the one holding the bloody brain in her mud-covered fingers, and the other, the dripping heart. … Mekare lifted the brain to her mouth; Maharet put the heart in her other hand; Mekare took them both into herself.

And the twins turned around and stood up now, Maharet’s arm around Mekare. And Mekare stared forward, expressionless, uncomprehending, the living statue; and Maharet said:

“Behold. The The Queen Of The Damned.”

There is an enormous difference between Mekare and Lady MacBeth, obviously. But still. Look at the passion in Lady MacBeth’s eyes… She already knows that the means of obtaining this crown were absolutely poisonously wrong, the crippling guilt is setting in, but she’s still consumed with the desire for it all the same. 

Whereas, Maharet, together with Mekare, must destroy & replace the mad Akasha, the original Queen of the Damned. Looking at this painting, it seems more that the woman (I guess this would be Mekare) is horror-stricken at having to take on such a burden, but she’s willing to make the sacrifice it requires for the good of the coven, and, the world.

Also I love the fanart by Anna Bernal, so I threw that in for comparison. She reads more as Jesse Reeves to me.