Gay And Tired

Imagine your ex-husband, who’s very much still the love of your life, pisses off the entirety of vampire kind, and you can hear all of them plotting and conspiring to kill him. That’d drive me insane. Like starting a rockstar career as a diversion type of insane.

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.

you’re laughing. lestat keeps sam reid trapped in a basement to learn his discography and trademarked dance moves and you’re laughing