Picking Lint Off The Sofa

lestat de lyingcunt, possibly telling the truth: vampires PISS, vampires FUCK, i have NEVER HAD A BOB IN MY LIFE, and fucking is everyone's fourth favorite thing!!!!!!

iwtv seasons one and two was like being tucked into bed and read a heartbreaking story by Louis du pointe du lac. The Vampire Lestat is like your blackout drunk uncle trying to tell you an anecdote at a family gathering

the thing about the You Don't Have To Hand It To The Pope situation that makes me really insane is the sheer number of people going "oh okay so now the pope is responsible for everything bad the catholic church has ever done? all of that is his fault?🙄🙄🙄" as if we're talking about some random schmuck with a rosary and not the world's #1 head catholic bitch in charge in his fancy little dipshit hat sitting on a throne made of pilfered riches and the bones of people who were killed for his god. like yeah actually that guy kind of does need to be held accountable for the past and present crimes of the organization he's in charge of actually. that's sort of what being the boss entails.

*whispering into your ear while you sleep* you can do it... untwinkify your Grantaire... it's fine... you can love a character who is ugly... there is nothing wrong with that... a fairy will die if you draw him pretty... come on make him ugly... I believe in you...

the results came back: the doctor says the beating of my heart echoes the beating of the drums

Who up lezzing their miserables