They took me to the home of the slender and beautiful courtesan, Bianca Solderini, a lithesome and incomparable charmer, with Botticelli-style wavy locks and almond shaped gray eyes and a generous and kindly wit. I was the fashion in her house whenever I wanted to be, among the young women and men there who spent hours reading poetry, talking of the foreign wars, which seemed endless, and of the latest painters and who would get what commission next. Bianca had a small, childlike voice which matched her girlish face and tiny nose. Her mouth was a mere budding rose. But she was clever, and indomitable. She turned away possessive lovers coldly; she preferred that her house be full of people at all hours. Anyone in proper dress, or carrying a sword, was admitted automatically. Almost no one but those who wanted to own her were ever turned away.
//The boys, obviously well behaved. Marius better be proud.
“Good was above all kind; it was to be gentle. It was to waste nothing. It was to paint, to read, to study, to listen.” ― Anne Rice, The Vampire Armand
*screams* I LOVE INKTOBER. I CANT ART TO SAVE MY FUCKING LIFE BUT I GET TO SEE ALL THE WONDERFUL ART FROM ALL THE PEOPLE I FOLLOW WHO ARE ABSOLUTELY JUST FUCKING AMAZING.
USE THEM AS DRABBLE PROMPTS YO! Or fanmix, cosplay, aesthetic sets, or headcanon prompts or whatever. Every post is printed w/ *~digital ink~* so give us… A L L T H E F A N W O R K S
SHIP AESTHETIC@deorleans – louis/armand from Interview With The Vampire
`I wanted love and goodness in this which is living death,’ I said. `[…] And yet I would not accept it, could not accept it, because like all creatures I don’t wish to die! […] And when I came to Paris I thought you were powerful and beautiful and without regret, and I wanted that desperately. But you were a destroyer just as I was a destroyer, more ruthless and cunning even than I. You showed me the only thing that I could really hope to become, what depth of evil, what degree of coldness I would have to attain to end my pain. And I accepted that. And so that passion, that love you saw in me, was extinguished. And you see now simply a mirror of yourself.’ IMAGES NOT MINE.
“All the books in the room were now on the
floor. He was a haunt standing in the ruins, a visitant from the devil
he believed in. Yet his face was so tender, so young”- The Vampire Lestat (Anne Rice)
I think I draw everybody too young,,,maybe?
I loooove this part of the book, with Armand reading the books and then tossing them around, I don’t know why C:
On other notes my cellphone died and I was listening to “The Vampire Lestat” on it, so I will have to “actually” read the book ( I own this one, but is just that i love to listen audiobooks while I am drawing)
I want draw Armand and Louis next, I am thinking of that part at the end of “the interview with the vampire" when Louis doesn’t talk much and Armand kind of, just hang around whith him… Also cause I wanna try to change the hair of my Louis design to make him a bit more canon
His face was turned to me, but not by design, his hair a tangle of curls
and blood. And with his eyes closed, and his hand open beside him, he
appeared the abandoned offspring of time and supernatural accident,
someone as miserable as myself. – the Vampire Lestat
I-want-my-IWTV 