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ok i know #myhcmayvary but i hardcore think gabrielle is autistic. she actually has most of the symptoms and it would be wonderful if anyone would ask AR if she agrees….
I don’t know enough about autism to agree w/ this headcanon.
AR is always taking questions, and she decides what she wants to answer, so you can go ahead and ask her yourself! (If you’re shy, you can always make a separate FB page just for this sort of interaction).
But even her headcanon doesn’t matter. Her headcanons are not universally accepted by the fandom. If you headcanon Gabrielle as autistic, go right ahead! There’s at least one person out there who headcanons her as transgender. She could be both transgender and autistic. Such is the beauty of everyone having an imagination! But it is really special when we find ppl who share our headcanons, and maybe someone will comment on this post if they agree w/ you ❤
– Hey Raph –
My friend shared this joke with me the other day and I couldn’t resist x’-)
“This is a shoutout to all of the newer fans who have come on tumblr and live-blogged their first time reading the books or shared their as-they-read impressions and feels as they work their way through the series. We can’t reread the VC for the first time again, but we can live vicariously through those who do.
Thanks for bringing fresh blood and fresh eyes to this fandom and giving us all things to discuss and talk about. Thanks for letting us all flail and screech along with you. Welcome to the fandom. Thanks for coming.”
“Oh my god, I’m turning into—a vampire!”
“But how? I didn’t even bite you yet!”
Premature edraculation
…this fucking website.
And then there was the time Dracula tried to turn into a bat but ended up as a gecko instead. But then, a reptile dysfunction is common in older men…
Imagining Lestat pulling this one out to watch Louis cringe and grumble.
Of course, he gave me a doll as usual, the replica of me, which as always wears a duplicate of my newest
dress. To France he sends for these dolls, he wants me to know. And what should I do with it? Play with it
as if I were really a child?
“Is there a message here, my beloved father?” I asked him this evening. “That I shall be a doll forever
myself?” He has given me thirty such dolls over the years if recollection serves me. And recollection never
does anything else. Each doll has been exactly like the rest. They would crowd me out of my bedroom if I
kept them. But I do not keep them. I burn them, sooner or later. I smash their china faces with the poker. I
watch the fire eat their hair. I can’t say that I like doing this. After all, the dolls are beautiful. And they do
resemble me. Yet, it becomes the appropriate gesture. The doll expects it. So do I.
– The Vampire Claudia, Queen of the Damned
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