helloitsfeffsagain you owe me something, I searched half an hour for it until I found it on my side blog.
Louis expression is on point, though 😀 One of my favourite fanarts. But sadly, the source doesn’t lead to an account of deviantart anymore :((
Oh, thank you so much. I’m sorry, I thought that you’ve saved the pic somewhere “near to you”, like the gallery of your phone like I do. :cc In return I can give you this pic of Louis and Lestat that I love (but it’s not mine, obv) :
Well I would have had it on my phone, but I wanted to give credits to the artist cause there is no name on the graphic. Thank you, hadn’t seen that one yet^.^
I think
it’s my favorite scene in the movie, because it’s the one where – when you are
blank of later stories portrayal – you realize that Lestat is not this
one-dimensional villain. This scene is so symptomatic of his attitude:
first he’s all flame and rage, then he casts a bard, and
while fiercely smiling over his “victory”, he already regrets what he just said.
He does have a conscience, whatever kind of nasty or stupid things he can come up with, and he’s genuinely affected and
struggled by what he’s inflicting on his loved ones. He’s without any shadow of a doubt an unbearable brat, but also so much more than that. It’s not that this
dork has no affection for Louis and Claudia – he indubitably does – it’s just
than he doesn’t know how to hold a close/family relationship without being sometimes unfair and/or cruel.
Big shout
out for Kristen Dunst and Tom Cruise here, by the way. They are both amazing.
♛ Mon bijou, on those darker nights when I feel more alone than ever, I often close my eyes, and imagine you near, nestled against Louis and I as he reads us one of your favorite stories. You were always as much mine as his, and we both belonged to you. Was it fate that led him to find you? Was it fate that forced me with burning purpose to keep you with us? I remember your scent – lavender, white gardenia, and chrysanthemums. Spring captured and reformed into the perfect little girl. We love you still.
Gone By Morning // And when darkness settled over Paris once more, they would remark at her ashes in the dust and the pain in his soul. A mix for the end of Louis
and Claudia’s love. You can listen to it here.
Reveal yourselves, male-muns. I promise we won’t bite… hard.
Her lips were red, her looks were free,
Her locks were yellow as gold:
Her skin was as white as leprosy,
The Night-mare LIFE-IN-DEATH was she,
Who thicks man’s blood with cold.
Anne Rice – Interview With The Vampire (via rhapsodyenmauve)
I-want-my-IWTV 