Bill & Vampires & Critical Role & Mbmbam & Stuff

The way he moved was effortless, feline-like. He had such an elegance about him. A perpetual seduction, which was juxtaposed by big, shining doe eyes. Somehow, despite everything, there was an innocence behind it all. A frightened child buried deep beneath the horror and the staggering, undeniable beauty. A devastating fragility.

What an absolute bastard.

Now here is a breakdown of every single element of his outfit—

Literally everyone who read the book:

We shot that at three in the morning in a car park in Manchester. It was freezing cold, and I had Bill Fichtner spitting in my face and pulling my hair. It was pretty amazing. That scene is phenomenal. His performance in that scene is really intense and visceral and guttural, but you really feel the heart inside of Jasper. You feel his rage.

AND GUY FOR THAT MATTER. And throw in sexy vampire Daniel Molloy to investigate journalism the shit out of finding the location of Guy’s mom.