Gay, southern, violently depressed, catholic, divorced twice, potentially schizophrenic, has complex feelings about his identity, terrible taste in men… I fear no protagonist has done it quite like him.
You probably thought I was going to make a radiostatic parallel post about them both playing the piano. Maybe a headcanon about Alastor teaching him or Vox learning because of him.
Insane respect for Dan Howell. People made fun of him for years for being a simp in 2009 and he just goes “yep and look what I bagged. Stay mad”. Based and phactually true. Look at what he bagged
Armand is more insane than Lestat actually if we deep it. Lestat is insane but he puts it all out there whereas like. Armand spends months directing a play to kill his boyfriend then when his boyfriend isn’t killed he just goes. Neat, I can work with this. Saves him from starvation with blood. Takes him to meet the person who actually saved him, his ex-husband who he’s also fucked, and goes ‘let’s roll the dice he won’t tell the truth’ and then when that also pays off?? Go cool, phew, I’ll stay with him forever now. And when my 70 year old seismic lie is revealed destroying the life I’ve built with the so-called love of my life, instead of killing the messenger I’ll get weird with him instead and break a 500 year old promise to myself. Armand. You insane little freak what are we doing.
