drink from me and live forever ♡

just a reminder that Lestat "cheating" on Louis with Antoinette is not what instigated the downfall of their marriage. Louis' rejection of vampirism was. Antoinette was never, ever real competition to Louis. she was not the conniving "mistress" and Louis was the not the spurned "housewife." the domestic framing of season one contributes to this outlook but vampirism is always what comes first.

TVL is some of the densest writing I have ever seen on a tv show. The writers treat every single line like it needs to be doing three jobs at once - foreshadowing, character work AND a callback to something said in season one. No show is above criticism and when all is said and done i'll have my own critiques of season 3 but the quality of the writing or the writers room not understanding these characters is not one of them. you WILL need the rewatch. you WILL need to pay attention or you miss something important or misunderstand the characters. they will not hand it to you easily.

ok so your fav was crucified mine died twice and then had to work at the Doublemeat Palace

No because actually I’m not okay about the song ‘Stained Glass Eyes’ and what it shows us about Lestat. Because Claudia was his daughter, not his sister, not a mere inconvenience he was saddled with, yes he turned her to appease a devastated Louis so he wouldn’t go mad like Nicki, but Claudia was his fledgling. A child of his blood. He taught her to drive, to hunt solo, to play piano and chess, he took her to the movies and span her around the living room with Louis in Rue Royale. He bought her clothes, gifted her Gabrielle’s necklace on her birthday, was concerned about the hemline of her skirt (because he was her MOTHER and that was his BABY), and they had private little jokes together. She was the best of his vampiric self. Then at the trial, after every betrayal and nasty word between them, he didn’t have the strength to save both her and Louis. He picked Louis over her, but he stayed rooted to the spot as Claudia turned to ash, and… he stared right into her eyes until the very end. Her red eyes, red like the blood that restored her to life, the blood that he and Claudia used to playfully call ‘kill juice’ when she was still new to vampirism, the blood that spilled from his own throat during the Mardi Gras ball. Claudia looked at him, ‘like a child looking to her father’, and like Nicki before her, Lestat was helpless to what Armand was doing, another person he loved held to the fire and accepting their miserable fate, burnt to ash with their only remnants being the memory of their agonised eyes forever seared within Lestat’s mind. He failed his daughter, and he will never forget that.