go find yourself, or whatever

Armand got in on the ground floor of that 20 year old loser. kept checking in on him like he was proofing sourdough until he had a beautiful geriatric fag ready to go into the oven of vampirism and emerge the perfect companion. he saw Daniel sniffing around for coke at Polynesian Mary's and said give me fifty years I can make him the hottest guy you've ever seen. and Louis was just happy he was finally taking an interest in investment because it gave them something to bond over besides missing that blond man's pussy. like it's the only long con Armand has ever successfully pulled. hard work pays off in the form of a 70something boytoy who looks suspiciously like your evil father. i'm so proud of him. my weird bug.

armand confessing to stalking daniel for 52 years, panicking when daniel doesn't find it romantic, and basically yelling LESTAT FUCKS HIS MOM!!! to divert to attention off his feelings. incredible.

love between vampires can be one thing, or it can be countless things. however you want me, i can be that for you. you said you want me to be present as your maker? i can be a maker for you. i want to be your maker. disregard the last 500 years in which i was repulsed by the idea. i don't have any complicated feelings about that at all. you said you want cool vampire powers even though you're a three year old fledgling? i can help you become a daywalker, a skill that apparently takes centuries to develop. you're an investigative journalist, don't you want a scandal on lestat? i can give you a scandal. i want to help you finish that job. lestat fucks his mom. isn't that good? aren't i useful? aren't i worth keeping around?

Thinking about Garak and his horrible eyes. Imagine being Julian and you wake up at 3 AM and fucking Jeff the Killer is staring at you in your quarters.

I really do love Goodsir because he loves Silna. His love does not absolve him of his flaws or magically negate his ethnocentrism, but his consistent efforts to care for Silna and to connect with her as a person do actually stand out in a story where Silna is so isolated and so few characters are shown caring for her. The tragedy rewards the audience for believing in their love as Silna believes in it. We see a relatively large proportion of their relationship play out onscreen for us, and it is remarkably kind, considerate, and affectionate. They fleetingly become each other's unlikely source of comfort. Silna is under no obligation to forgive Goodsir or to like him at all, yet she loves him anyway. I love Goodsir because his love for Silna matters to her, and she matters the most.

do u miss my annoying presence

it’s my birthday, you should send me photos of your pets and cool animals and plants you’ve met

I hope my spider fucking book will hold universal appeal