thelionscrimsonclaws:

sam-biteback:

Lestat and Louis by Diana Elisabeth Raum

Oh! Perfection!

butchstoothpick:

artist followers whose family members pay little to no attention to their work because they’re “used to it”: i love you and im so proud of how far youve come and how much youve put into your art and art style. youve come a long way and still have plenty of time to continue your artistic journey. other people not appreciating your efforts in no way reflects on you or your skills. may you continue to grow and thrive in peace. 🌸

Dearest Lestat, I was just watching Disney’s “Beauty and the Beast” and I noticed that the Beast’s human form looks an awful lot like you. What do you think?

♛I would say that the resemblance is uncanny… in more ways than one. Yes, budding youth, handsome, blue eyes and blond hair. Even the expression in the painted portrait we see of Prince Adam is a familiar expression of mine *winks*

I relate deeply to that story. If I’m the Beast, and I’m constantly swooning over Louis’s slightest glance at me, does that make him Beauty? Probably.

As much as I do praise myself (and others do, as well!) to the high heavens for my looks… Being at home in my own body has been, and still is, a constant a struggle. It’s a love-hate relationship with the mirror. As often as I say it, the impact remains the same: my reflection has startled me on more than one occasion, it’s depressed me, it’s made me almost lose the will to live. There were times that I couldn’t look in a mirror. I wouldn’t wish that feeling on my worst enemy.

There is a real horror in what we are, hosts to a vampiric parasite. That moment of awakening, that first breath after the change. Beautiful and monstrous all in one. And each time I survive something and my reflection shows me something close to what I was before all this happened, that’s a small comfort. 

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