Chris Evans I see more as Daniel Molloy, don’t you think? Yeah, he has a Roman enough face/build for a young Marius but Marius is not likely to get a movie before Lestat does.
But hey, I wouldn’t stand in the way of Evans doing a screen test as Lestat *u* He is almost too muscular for my taste, but I’ll deal with it, somehow, lol.
Don’t gamble on anything with Louis. Even sports. He keeps up w/ stats, but more importantly, he can size up a team pretty quickly and estimate their odds with a lot of accuracy.
He also loves Drew Brees from the Saints bc of course he does… (oooh I get to dig an oldie up from the archive, I made this for @gairid ages ago!)
Lestat cannot be trusted to go to a live game bc he “encourages” streakers, and can be really embarrassing on the Kiss Cam. Daniel will never forget the game he went to with Lestat in which Lestat sloppily made out with him for the longest 6 seconds of his unlife on the Kiss Cam, for no other reason than because ‘Stat knew Armand was watching the game at home.
Lestat also, of course, loves beach volleyball bc of obvious reasons. Louis secretly agrees and would never admit it, but Louis loves a good rack.
Armand is into the more graceful kinds of athletics like ice skating and tennis. He skates himself, and sometimes rents out a rink and has a vampires-only skate party where he choreographs elaborate performances.
Marius likes watching diving and swimming competitions. Something about the sleekness of the athletes touches his soul.
I hope you’re alive and well. Actually, undead and well, but you know what I fucking mean. I hope you’re keeping the shadows at bay and the impulse to drown in your madness in check. Remember that no matter how dark and cold the world gets, you can endure. Darkness and cold are your companions in immortality even when nothing else is. But the madness, however inviting or enticing, is not your friend.
And since I’m being extremely fucking optimistic, I hope you’re learning to forgive him more quickly. To stop clinging your stubbornness and pick up the goddamn phone. Or hell, make the trip. Make him face you and see if he can hold onto the anger when you’re right in front of him. (Spoiler alert: he can’t.)
Whatever the future holds, don’t extinguish your burning need to learn, to explore, to study, to ask, to know. That is what will get you through the centuries. Well, that and him. So cut him a little fucking slack and learn to say I’m sorry more often. And while you’re at it, cut yourself a little slack, too.
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