rip/lee

remember when kevin’s first words to sam were, “please don’t kill me.”

he knows two things for certain. 1. bert and ernie are gay. and he won’t let his best friend die a virgin which is all a separate situation

You can make a movie with where the only white character is a man named Ray Cism whose one line of his 16 seconds of screen time is “I seriously hate women and minorities.” and you’ll find fifty bajillion reader x Ray Cism fanfics and renaissance style drawings of him with a halo of golden light

people need to understand that claudia meant every word she said during the seance but that doesn't mean it was always true. she's had what, 80 some years alone in hell? with nothing to do but fester in her thoughts and anger? she can't even have peace in the afterlife? of course she fucking hates them now! of course she's recontextualized her entire life through the lens of suffering and bitterness and revenge. they BONDED back together over her death!!! that doesn't mean louis and lestat's memories of happy years with her are wrong- she just cannot possibly see them that way anymore. they GET to miss her and mourn her but she can't do that. of COURSE all her good memories are tainted. she hates them that much because she used to love them and it wasn't good enough.

Did Armand deserve an apology from Louis? Fuck no. But Louis saving both himself and Regina through empathy and compassion for the monster that Armand is - that was beautiful to me.

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