REBLOG TO SAVE A WRITER

A female friend group WOULD fix Armand but Anne Rice often forgot to consider women as people and so this did not happen

what gets you is not that louis and lestat love each other and still love each other though they hate each other because they cannot live without each other, we knew that. what gets you is that they are friends. it takes us two seasons of toxic gothic "i was under his spell" sort of romance to admit that, beside all that, they just like each other. they feel easy and at home in each other's company. they're giggling and cracking each other up. making easy conversation. they're bantering and bickering like an old married couple, because they ARE, and they DO know each other best of anyone. they DO trust each other above all else. they know which buttons to push to drive each other up the wall, and they know when they need to drop the argument and hold the other close. way beyond words, they know each other. their souls are scissoring. nobody talk to me

i cannot get over the visual of lestat's face screwed up, vomiting, and trying to speak through his vomit with the same rationalization of his abuse we have been hearing all season. i just can't get over it. the writing, the acting, the directing of that one moment is stuck in my head. we've heard these words before, but smoother in the past, the lestat pretending-everything-is-fine tone we've grown used to. to hear those same words shaking out between blood pouring from his mouth, tears in his eyes, the video still playing on the phone, that's not my mother, my mother is dead, she cannot be my mother, she is not my mother, she isn't, she isn't she isn't she isn't

are you telling me.....lestat went to a store, and didn't just buy candy for trick or treaters, he bought one of those plastic imitation cauldrons to PUT the candy in. i'm unwell.

UPDATE. are you telling me.....lestat left a NOTE on his DOOR so trick or treaters know he's not home and he left them candy!!?? AND he decorated his porch with a skeleton??? AND he dressed up in costume for an event that clearly no other adults are dressing up for cause he just loves halloween?? lestat is never beating the precious bitch allegations, i fear his whimsy can not be contained. i'm unwell.

@zeawesomebirdie

LIT DYNAMITE UNDER THE BED???

Still can’t get over Johnny calling his definitely-not-a-shadowhunter- son “Christopher Jonathan” like sir. You may as well have named him Shadow McHunter at that point

"now fall. isn't that what angels do?" is actually like a generational masterpiece of line by cassie

love triangles these days are so weak like ohh how will the girl choose bw this one asshole nobody likes and this other obvious endgame the entire fandom adores. back in my day the competition was so severe the girl had to marry the mortal one and then marry the other immortal one after the mortal one died. meanwhile the ones in question were reaching unhinged levels of secret-third-thing style devotion all on their own.