the revelation that claudia’s rebirth was such a twisted and horrible moment, with louis dragging her like she was a thing, a stranger who neither of them knew but he kept saying over and over “our daughter, our beautiful little daughter” to lestat, really solidified the way she was never the main character of her own story. she was always an accessory to some or the other of louis’ whims: his guilt, his loneliness, his conflict of being a killer, his rocky relationship with lestat. there was love there, love from both her fathers, but it was never enough. lestat saw her too much as a wretched mirror held up to his own self, and louis was always too steeped in his own feelings to care enough about hers. claudia’s story truly was the greatest tragedy in this tale, treated horribly by every man around her, even her fathers, relentlessly exploited and brutally ignored, always second and never first. the only one who loved her the way she deserved to be loved was madeleine, and the moment she truly had her, her happiness was torn from her. and just before she died, she got to see someone actually choose her in her entirety, not for what she can be but for who she is, and it still wasn’t enough. she still burned alive in the sunlight. the love was there, but it wasn’t enough to save her.
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I think my favorite little parallel between Ascended vs Spawn Astarion has to be this little, probably even unintentional, detail in the epilogue:
Mr Vampire Ascendant, when confronted about freedom, asking the pc if they'd prefer sleeping in the dirt over "living" in his prescribed decadence.
Meanwhile, if left as a spawn Astarion is like
*Passes several chairs, rugs, a pile of pillows, and two log benches to plant his pretty little ass in the dirt*
"THIS DIRT'S THE BEST! I LOVE DIRT!!"
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What the Victor haters will never tell you is that sometimes he's so fucking endearing
Like:
"... although I often wished to communicate these secret stores of knowledge to my father, yet his indefinite censure of my favourite Agrippa always withheld me. I disclosed my discoveries to Elizabeth, therefore, under a promise of strict secrecy;"
"...The raising of ghosts or devils was a promise liberally accorded by my favourite authors, the fulfillment of which I most eagerly sought; and if my incantations were always unsuccessful, I attributed the failure rather to my own inexperience and mistake..."
"...We sat late, listening to [Henry's] complaints, and making many little arrangements for the future."
"...I grasped his hand, and in a moment forgot my horror and misfortune; I felt suddenly, and for the first time during many months calm and serene joy. I welcomed my friend, therefore, in the most cordial manner, and we walked towards my college."
"...when I became assured that my enemy had indeed fled, I clapped my hands for joy, and ran down to Clerval."
He just. Sometimes he's such a little guy
He loves his friends and family so much that the moment he saw Henry (who got out of his carriage in the rain to greet Victor and walk with him) Victor outright forgot his paralizing fear that kept him up in a court field the whole night
He claps his hands with joy when at his worst state health-wise up to that point of the book
Him, Henry, and presumably Elizabeth all sat together to listen to Henry complain about not being able to go to Ingolstadt and resolved to make many little plans for the future
At like 14 he made tons of incantations to summon ghosts as the alchemists said he could, and time and time again he attributed the failure to his own inexperience
He told Elizabeth to keep his ramblings about the alchemists hushed because Alphonse was so set on telling him those books were pure nonsense
Just!!!
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