The vampire chronicles

Hello. My name is Anastasiya. I am from Russia. And I want to share my work in Photoshop on the universe of Vampire Chronicles Ann Rice. The original of my work can also be seen on deviantart. https://www.deviantart.com/nastiy-v

[z0mbiechylde]

Bianca Solderini (The Vampire Chronicles)

[nastiy-v]

Today was a truly sad event for all fans of the "Vampire Chronicles" ... Anne Rice was my favorite writer, she gave us an amazing world, an amazing universe of vampires and more. Anne Rice has influenced the lives of many people through her novels, including my life. I was 17 when I first read The Vampire Chronicle. To say that I was then insanely carried away and amazed, that would be putting it mildly. Thanks to these books, I found myself new friends who were also fascinated by this world. I will never forget Anne Rice, I am so grateful to her for that. I hope she is now in a better world, where perhaps she will see all her characters, Lestat is with her, and he took her there. Rest in Peace, Anne Rice! 😭😭😭

[meiselr]

Archetype Inspirations | The Vampire Monarch

[nastiy-v]

Armand addresses Louis:

I used to believe you would get over it, that when the pain of all of it left you, you would grow warm again and filled with love, and filled with that wild and insatiable curiosity with which you first came to me, that inveterate conscience, and that hunger for knowledge that brought you all the way to Paris to my cell. I thought it was a part of you that couldn't die. And I thought that when the pain was gone you would forgive me for what part I played in her death. She never loved you, you know. Not in the way that I loved you, and the way that you loved us both. I knew this! I understood it! And I believed I would gather you to me and hold you. And time would open to us, and we would be the teachers of one another. All the things that gave you happiness would give me happiness; and I would be the protector of your pain. My power would be your power. My strength the same. But you're dead inside to me, you're cold and beyond my reach!

( “Interview with the Vampire” by Anne Rice)

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Amadeo - “If I am an angel, paint me with black wings.” (The Vampire Chronicles)

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The Vampire Lestat (The Vampire Chronicles)

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Marius and Amadeo - Safe and loved (The Vampire Chronicles)

[vispero]

Quick sketch with my The Vampire Chronicles otp. I unexpectedly fall hard with this fandom again and I know it’s not very active, ahhh. Well, I still love it very much, even if it’s not easy (with latest book where they never even mentioned Daniel for example xD).

[z0mbiechylde]

Armand (The Vampire Chronicles)

[alexiela]

Interview with the Vampire

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Amadeo - Botticelli Angel (Vampire Chronicles)

[nastiy-v]

Would I have followed? Would God have received the soul of a blood drinker into his golden cloudy Heaven? Would I have left the awful sound of these demons chanting Latin for the realm of angels' song?

(The Vampire Armand by Anne Rice)

[z0mbiechylde]

Marius and Amadeo - When Night falls (The Vampire Chronicles)

Marius and Amadeo as a couple in modern times, being intimate with each other (and unable to keep their hands off each other).

The cosplay photo is by katsufleur (Amadeo) and noerusstuff (Marius) here on Tumblr and was slightly edited by me.

[xxhellonursexx]

The first “My Maker’s Maker” was received quite warmly, so I made this particularly cursed addition.

Much in the way Armand once wrote in his diary, “I have learned that I am the slave of a tyrant,” Daniel can now write, “I have learned that I am the ward of a weirdo.”

The “holy smokes” panel is the point where God abandoned me, by the way.

[nastiy-v]

Rome, my Rome, what will become of you, I thought.

(“Blood and Gold” by Anne Rice)

[notjustdrwhoboards]

IwtV moodboard: Claudia (requested by: @grelleswife)

[nastiy-v]

Amadeo in Kiev

It was time now to go to the other hilltop city, the Pechersk, under which lay the many catacombs of the Monastery of the Caves.

I trembled at the mere thought of it. It seemed the mouth of the Monastery would swallow me and I should burrow through the moist Mother Earth, forever seeking the light of the stars, never to find my way out.

But I went there, trudging through the mud and snow...

(“Vampire Armand” by Anne Rice)