something witchy afoot

Imagine the love of your life walking through the door and embracing you while you are un showered, greasy haired and hunched over your pretend piano in the dark like a goblin. That’s true romance.

It is because lestat also was DTF when Louis was burnt and smelling of spoiled milk. They are literally soulmates.

louis staying with armand for 77 years just to hurt lestat pretending armand saving him was enough even though it made him miserable is insane, but armand staying with louis for 77 years even when he knew it was just to hurt lestat and none of it was real is. next fucking level. no one is doing it like armand. no self-worth no self-respect no nothing. he thinks being a 77-year-long rebound is the best he can get. how he got to 500 without throwing himself into the fire is a mystery

daniel molloy character of all time once again: like imagine you’re a 20-something drug addict and a terrible journalist on account of being 20-something and a drug addict and you randomly meet a vampire at a gay bar and you think wow I might get drugs, gay sex and a story out of this and instead what you get is psychologically and physically tortured by his husband and your memories of it all erased and then 50 years later you’re DYING and those vampires show up in your life again to ask you to write the story of their happy marriage and your memory might be fucked but ON GOD you WILL ruin that marriage if it’s the last thing you do. and then not only do you succeed and walk out of it alive, but also with a bestseller, millions in your bank account AND immortality AND the knowledge that your annoying human ass was somehow the one thing that made that 500+ year old predator so mad that he broke his lifetime vow to never turn anyone. AND, on top of that, you’re out of the CLOSET.

Can we just talk about how happy Daniel looked with his vampirism. That man was not mad about it at all. He was insulting newscasters, eating people, begging Louis to read his book like the most annoying little brother. My man was having a blast. He put on his little black clothes and his little cunty sunglasses and he walked with a pep in his step like we've never seen before.