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i’m reading the vampire armand and oh my god i just read what armand did to claudia and i’m shocked and horrified and oh my god please help me process this
This should help a bit:
[The most important thing, according to @vampiredevelopment]
Shocked and horrified would be the appropriate reactions to that scene IF we believe him about that. VC is all about unreliable narrators. Armand is telling his story to David here, trying to intimidate him. Did Armand really do it? We don’t know. If he did, could Louis really forgive him? EVER?
… or, was Armand really trying to help her, as he claimed? “I tried to grant her fondest wish, that she should have the body of a woman, a fit shape for the tragic dimension of her soul.” -The Vampire Armand.
Who knows?! #Your headcanon may vary.
In related info, I have only ever seen one fanart of this scene… beware, once seen cannot be unseen, but I love it bc it truly captures the moment:
[VC Surgery by bsse2004]
Seldom did I see my feet in black socks. I knew almost nothing personally about my feet. They looked rather small for the twenty-first century. Bad luck. But six feet was still a good height.
Lestat de Lioncourt, Blood Canticle (via i-want-my-iwtv)
#THAT QUOTE ABOUT HIS FOOT SIZE INSECURITY #biggest baby #small feet complex #like he is already convincing himself that his height makes up for it #as if ANYONE NOTICED EXCEPT HIM
Larme D’or, Anne Marie Zilberman
Holy fuck this is beautiful
“Do you know what I think about crying? I think some people have to learn to do it. But once you learn, once you know how to really cry, there’s nothing quite like it. I feel sorry for those who don’t know the trick. It’s like whistling or singing.”
Lestat in “the vampire lestat”
St. Patrick’s Cathedral, NYC, 11/7/15.
“I lifted the long wax wick, dipped it into an old flame, and
carried the fire to a fresh candle, watched the little tongue grow
orange and bright.
What a miracle, I thought. One tiny flame could make so many
other flames; one tiny flame could set afire a whole world. Why, I
had, with this simple gesture, actually increased the sum total of
light in the universe, had I not?
…«But why, Lestat?»
Because she was beautiful, because she was dying, because I
wanted to see if it would work. Because nobody wanted her and she was
there, and I picked her up and held her in my arms. Because it was
something I could accomplish, like the little candle flame in the
church making another flame and still retaining its own light – my way
of creating, my only way, don’t you see? One moment there were two of
us, and then we were three.
…«Are we close to God when we create something out of
nothing? When we pretend we are the tiny flame and we make other
flames?»
… I dipped it into an old flame, and made a new one burst
into being, hot and yellow and finally steady, giving off the sharp
perfume of burnt wax. I was about to say the words «For Gretchen,»
when I realized that it was not for her at all that I had lighted the
candle.
For Claudia, my precious beautiful Claudia? No, not for her
either, much as I loved her …
I knew the candle was for me.” – Lestat de Lioncourt, Tale of the Body Thief
So I lit a candle for a fictional character on his birthday at a real cathedral mentioned as a location in canon #NO REGRETS
“When had it happened that arterial blood was not enough, and he must rip out the heart and suck it dry also? When had it started that he had to lick the most vicious wounds for the little juice they would yield? He could exist without this, yet he couldn’t resist it, and so he sought—or so he told himself—to make the very most of it when he feasted.” – Prince Lestat, Marius and the Flowers.
HAPPY HALLOWEEN!
–.04.15
– I was born sick, but I love it.
– Nebraska, 1980.
“ “I can leave now if you like,“ I said tremulously. "I can simply get up very slowly and leave without hurting you. I swear it. You must not be alarmed.”
“Why you?” she asked.
“I don’t understand your question,” I said. Was I crying? Was I just shivering and shaking? “What do you mean, why me?”
She came in closer and looked down at me. I could see her very distinctly.
Perhaps she saw a mop of blond hair and the glint of light in my glasses and that I seemed young…
…She came very close to me. Far too close. She shouldn’t. In a moment she’d be screaming…”
I want to do a piece of Lestat when he was a young human and he fought the wolves…but I can’t remember some of the details.
Like…how many dogs he had, what kind…I remember he brought a morning star but… What else? :-T I don’t own the book to reference itTwo dogs, this I know.
Yup. “And here I was going out to hunt in rawhide boots and buckskin coat, with these ancient weapons tied to the saddle, and my two biggest mastiffs beside me in their spiked collars.”
Lestat bungled it with his characteristic lack of common sense.
The Vampire Chronicles: A Brief Summary (via merciful-death)
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