Bruna. 28. Bisexual. Brazil. I've got a film degree.
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from this post. yes tiny Armand is fun but… he’s 5′6″ guys! he’s really not that short! he just seems short when he’s around literally any other vampires because they’re all super tall noodle men.
and if you feel the need to comment on this like “lmao but 5′6″ IS short” then you can just not because I’m 5′3″ and I don’t need ur assholeness in my life THANKS BYE
I’ve had this sitting in my WIP folder for yonks not sure what to do with it, so fuck it, I’m posting it now.
imagine a beautiful universe where instead of selling claudia out, lestat’s Dad Instincts kick in and he saves her instead, so they form a terrifying duo and adopt one of mojo’s ancestors (lestat needs something that will love him uncomplicatedly and unconditionally that will give him constant attention, so that he doesn’t need that from claudia. because, semi-reconciled or not, I can see her being very firm about parental behaviours she will allow) and take every fashionable society they pass through by storm.
I smiled. I kissed him suddenly, thrilled by the warmth of him, the soft pliant feel of his near human skin. God, how I hated the whiteness of my fingers touching him, fingers that could have crushed him now effortlessly. I wondered if he even guessed. There was so much I wanted to say to him, to ask him. Yet I couldn’t find the words really, or a way to begin… Stupidly, I stared at him. How perfect he seemed to me as he stood there waiting with such kindness and such patience. And then, like a fool, I came out with it. “Do you love me now?” I asked. He smiled; oh, it was excruciating to see his face soften and brighten simultaneously when he smiled. “Yes,” he said.
@the-disgruntled-vc mentioned here that this scene from QOTD would work well visually and I very much agree! it’s a very soft and romantic (and Romantic - they are smooching next to louis’ grave after leaving the burnt-out mess of their old flat and the ghost of their murdered daughter…) moment, and if you steadfastly give the book’s final scene the middle finger like I do, their trip to new orleans beautifully closes their relationship arc with them both letting go of their toxic mess of a marriage and starting a new beginning as better people, as they literally fly off into the sunset night…
you can find the background separately here. rambly wall-of-text thoughts I had whilst drawing under the cut.
I finished that crimson peak piece with time to spare today so I scribbled out a sneaky little LdPdL… despite my initial hesitance about Miles McMillan as a Louis reference he’s really grown on me. I mean, he’s definitely striking enough that I can imagine Lestat finding him at the end of a several week bender and still being like “yum, husband material!” because ultimately that is a huge qualification as to whether or not someone is a good facecast for Louis.