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the writers tried so fucking hard to make us hate louis this season but all it did was reaffirm my love for him—louis dpdl is the vampire ever and nothing will ever change that. not antiblack writing, not character assassination, not smear campaigns, nothing. jacob has made him into a such a loveable, multifaceted, imperfectly perfect, iconic character that is so easy for so many people to resonate and empathize with, and that can't be taken away no matter how much they try. it's impossible to decenter louis. there would be no story without him.

you love me, don't you? what? you love me? where is this going? just answer the question. well, of course i do. you're my, uh-- no. no caveats. stick with the emotion. where do you feel it? hmm? your love for me. where do you feel it? is it here? listen, ruben, i am not sure what this is all about. just answer the question. i suppose love is most felt in the heart, right? no, fuck that fucking mug response. answer as you. i want to know where niall kennedy feels it. i feel it everywhere. everywhere? yeah, it sort of runs through me in a way. describe it. i can't! i can't describe it! yes, you fucking can! mr. fucking poet laureate, or whatever the fuck it is you've won, your job is putting shit into words. so come on. spell it out for me. clearly. in a way i can understand. it's like... dangerous. oh, yeah? it is the best and the worst thing all at once. it's like the only thing. it's the only thing i've ever felt. it's like i'm fucking... high off of you or something. chemically dependent. i don't know.