sometimes i like to give marius/daniel/armand a “father meets son’s boyfriend and decides to tell him every embarrassing childhood and teenage years anecdote possible” dynamic
in armand’s case it’s marius talking abt what amadeo was up to when human, daniel going “no way :000” and armand going “DAD STOOOOOP YOU’RE EMBARRASSING ME” or the ancient vampire equivalent to that or just pouting really hard
it’s bonding for them, they r going straight to bed afterwards, not to worry
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maridanmand first person pov pls pls pls pls pls 🥹🥰
from the wip game
ofc!! it’s the one im working on most of the time this past week!!! thank you for the ask <3
it’s set somewhere before prince lestat, armand is visiting maridani and right in the beginning of his stay marius goes catatonic and now he’s trying to deal with it and with daniel and their stunted relationship
this all started bc i wanted to try something new as it usually does with me lol and ive been in a very angsty dramatic kick lately, which isn’t very common and ive never really written anything in first person and i wanted to see if i managed to capture armand’s voice and i wanted to try my hand at some angstier stuff with my favorite vc pairing!
it’s very unedited and kinda messy bc im just writing what comes to my mind immediately so i dont lose any ideas, hopefuly i can finish this sometime this month
here’s the snippet <3
(…) It is more than he offers me, anyway. My methods have indeed been more cruel than Daniel’s, as it often ends up being with me, and that, I can’t disregard. I was never kind and gentle, I was never truly obedient and patient, and my Master ignored all of my jabs, my taunts and my begging so thoroughly one would think I was a ghost.
His aloofness hurts me in a part I had thought to be buried deep inside me and I still think it is well hidden, for anyone that isn’t my Master. It makes my entrails coil, it makes me want to rip out my skin, it makes me want to lie down in the sun again, if only it’d get him to sigh in relief to be rid of me, or cry a single tear for his fallen fledgling.
Daniel does not try to hide his displeasure when I lose my patience with Marius, and his vexation further enrages me. He is my Master, my maker, my teacher first before he was his. I don’t like his judgment, I don’t like that he’s right and I don’t like my attempts amount to nothing but a heated argument with my own fledgling. (…)
