pretty-prince

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God I was torn between badass and pure chaos for the finale poster. What a fucking ride.

„How could a creature shimmer with such beauty yet incite such... what was it, revulsion? No, he had never been revolted by Armand, he had to admit it.“

„He dreamed Armand was near him; he awoke weeping stupidly. Then the morning would come and he would be sad but calm.“

„Daniel had been trembling, on the edge of tears. And why was that? So glad to see him, touch him, ah, damn him!“

„He saw this being like a great insect, a monstrous evil predator who had devoured a million human lives. And yet he loved this thing. He loved its smooth white skin, its great dark brown eyes. He loved it not because it looked like a gentle, thoughtful young man, but because it was ghastly and awful and loathsome, and beautiful all at the same time.“

„Daniel, you are a gift to me from Louis. What would I do without you?“

„Damn you, Daniel,“ he said, so that Daniel heard the words aloud. A chill passed over Daniel. Horrid to see him suffering.“

„I promise you nothing. How can I? I’ve told you what lies ahead.“ „ I don’t care. I’ll go towards it with you.“

„Armand’s eyes were reddened, weary, old. Such delicate clothes these were, hand sewn, dusty, like the clothes of a ghost. Were they what the mind conjured effortlessly when it wanted to be purely itself?“

„I want to live forever with you.“

„He steadied himself, but the sight of Armand made him want to cry. Even in deep shadow, Armand‘s dark brown eyes were filled with a vibrant light. And the expression on his face, so loving. He reached out very carefully and touched Armand‘s eyelashes. He wanted to touch the tiny fine lines in Armand‘s lips. Armand kissed him. He began to tremble. The way it felt, the cool silky mouth, like a kiss of the brain, the electric purity of a thought!“

„I love you“ Daniel said. „Are you certain?“ Armand answered. It made him laugh.

„Is it all right, the way I am now?“ he’d asked Armand. „Are you happy?“

„Armand had stopped, at once surrounded by tiny upturned faces covered in store-bought masks, plastic spooks, ghouls, witches; a lovely warm light had filled his brown eyes“. „I love it well enough the way you turned out,“ he had whispered with a sudden irrepressible smile, the warmth still there. You’re my firstborn, he‘d said. Was there a catch in his throat, a sudden glancing from right to left as if he‘d found himself cornered?“

„Daniel, though alive and wandering, though civil and gentle…“

„It was Daniel, who captured the damaged heart of the vampire Armand."

„Armand and Daniel Molloy were hunting alone in the gentle warm rain.“ -> In literature, gentle warm rain is commonly associated with renewal, healing, forgiveness, emotional openness, and new beginnings. It often reflects a character’s inner emotional journey and marks moments of reconciliation and growth.

„Marius was weary. Marius was anguished. Marius was alone. After all, he’d lost his longtime companion, Daniel Molloy, to Armand again, and these two remained at Court only because of the threat to the Prince, and hoped some night to be free to go to Trinity Gate in New York.“

You know what? This fandom is making me sick.

It‘s really exhausting that you guys keep ignoring the other side of Daniel, the one that‘s just as clearly written in the book, and instead reduce him to his asshole side. (Never mind his exhaustion caused by Armand, his addiction to Armand’s blood, which Armand himself caused, or the fact that Daniel feels like an insignificant mortal lover who is more of a toy than an equal partner -> „And what would a mortal lover matter then, a human who’d been no more than a toy for a decade“?/„Armand had proceeded without him towards a destiny that Daniel would never fully understand“. <-Nevertheless, he wanted to be by Armand’s side. And no, not just because of the blood. The relationship had more to offer than just that toxic side. They took evening classes together, studied art history, went to the movies, got a telescope to look at the stars, traveled, and went sailing together. Armand gave him a damn island with a villa. And an amulet that he had kissed and tried to warm with his hands before hanging it around Daniel’s neck.)

By the way, in Season 3, Daniel ist traumatized and scared, and that's why he acts so out of line.

At the same time, i’m just as tired of seeing Armand constantly reduced to either a helpless victim or nothing more than a villain. Armand is a monster. He does terrible things. The books never pretend otherwise. But he‘s also capable of love, vulnerability, tenderness, devotion, and growth. The exact same thing applies to Daniel. He is sarcastic. He is harsh. He is an asshole. But that‘s not all he is.

Daniel sees Armand for who he truly is and loves him for it. Isn’t that what love is supposed to be like? Seeing someone for who they truly are. Choosing them. Being willing to face even the hardest parts of life together. Wanting to be with them forever. And don‘t we all want someone who can be honest about their feelings and call us out on our bullshit?

Oh and by the way, this is Gothic romance. These relationships are not supposed to be sunshine, rainbows, and perfect communication all the time.

That said, i do find the fandom’s double standards quite amusing at times. Louis and Lestat lied to each other; there was manipulation, cheating, physical abuse, and murder. They both hurt each other, threw nasty words at each other, and Louis couldn‘t even tell Lestat that he loved him. Yet, you have no problem acknowledging the love between them, and can‘t wait to see them reunited. Make it make sense!

Now, as for the show version of Daniel; We’ve already seen that there‘s far more to him than the sarcasm and harshness that people often reduce him to. Whether the show continues building on that remains to be seen.

But whatever the show does, it doesn’t change what‘s already written. You can call me stupid or disagree with me if you want. But you can’t change what‘s already canon.

Daniel and Armand love each other. They find their way back to each other.

Live with it.

Cry about it.

I honestly don’t care.

Just leave me the fuck alone.

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I’m in my mid-thirties and I have never had sex. I’ve thought about it and could have had one or two opportunities if I put in more effort, but I always decided against it because I just wasn’t into it at the time.

I can safely say that I do not feel I have missed out on anything. I was perfectly capable, by myself, of learning about my own body and boundaries without anyone else there to muddy the waters. The immense pressure that was there in my teens/twenties to Have Sex Just Do It is basically gone. I’m vibing. I’ve got my routine by myself in bed that I enjoy, and that’s enough for me.

And in the unlikely event that I ever decide to have sex with someone in the future, I don’t feel at all like I’m lacking some essential Knowledge or Skill that would “make it good” for someone else. I fully expect to ask my partner out loud what they like and to receive an answer clearly communicated and to relax and have fun. And if it’s a disappointing experience, I’m fine with that too. It is what it is.