My confession is that I might have a crush on my best friend who I’ve known for years.

♛This is a true confession, in the sense of a longing to reveal it to the one you care about. Strange, isn’t it, that there are different kinds of love, and that we can feel it for our friends as intensely as for our lovers?

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Best friends are family members who we choose, and want to keep in our lives. It seems that fate brings them to us just when we need them. You look over at them from across the couch and think, “How did I get to be so lucky to end up with this incredible creature by my side?!” The same can be said for lovers.

If you really do have these feelings for your best friend, the feelings may be mutual. They may not. Is it worth risking losing the friendship over? That’s a question you have to ask yourself. No one can advise you.  


Some of the strongest loving relationships have foundations in trusting, close friendships. Certainly Nicki and I had that. I’ll forever mourn the loss of “our conversation,” which later involved communicating in an entirely new way. There are certain… things… we did together that I’ve done with no one else since, and never will. One might say he was the first person who ever really listened to me, and wanted to share with me in return. Through getting to know each other, we were drawn closer and closer… he was the first person to be curious about and love what was inside of me, on a long-term basis. I thought I knew what was inside of him, and I loved what I found there. Intimacy followed naturally. 

In contrast, Louis and I had precious little time in the beginning. He would have died if I had waited even one more night. I thought we might be immediately bonded with the Dark Gift. The shock of it and his nature was, unexpectedly, a huge obstacle for him, and those first few years, what really held us together was our lingering – and mostly restrained – desire for the each other. We struggled through and became friends slowly. Then best friends. Then lovers. 

We defy titles. Definitely not two halves of one whole, although I do like to refer to him publicly as “my better half” occasionally, just to tease him *smirks* 

Maybe that’s the point I’m trying to make. Do you and your friend seek to draw closer to the inner core of each other? You may need to wait for a sign that they want that, too. 

My confession is that love scares me

♛Love is scary, it can be terrifying. You can lose yourself in it, give your heart to someone who doesn’t deserve you. I’ll take the risks, I doubt I could live without love. My hunger for it supersedes everything else. Never forget to love yourself. We all deserve that much. Especially when certain objects of your affection do not return your love regardless of their inability or refusal to see how lovable you are.

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I was wondering, as the mother hen of the fandom on this site, do you think Armand and Daniel ever loved each other? Or that they were both trying to take advantage of their relationship (Armand to learn about the modern world and to be less lonely and Daniel to achieve immortality)?

Mother hen! More like mother swaaaan. They are prettier and seriously badass. I was bitten by one when I was little. They don’t f*ck around.

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Did Armand and Daniel ever love each other??!! omg what kind of an unfair question! Yes they did! YES, YES, YES THEY DID. AND MAYBE STILL DO. DEPENDING ON THE HOUR AND THEIR RESPECTIVE CRANKY LEVELS.

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^fanart by garama​ (my text)

~What is love? Baby don’t hurt me, don’t hurt me, no more.~

Initially yes, Daniel just wanted to vampire. He went looking for Lestat for that, and found Armand instead. Sparks flew, and he became fascinated by Armand, probably more than he was with Louis. And Armand seemed equally fascinated by Daniel. There was a macabre kind of chemistry there, a mutual attraction.

[Hit the jump for more, but really, go ask an Armand and a Daniel! I ship them, but admittedly, they are not my main ship.]


What even is a relationship? Every relationship is built and defined by the people who are in it. Armand could have hired a personal assistant if all he wanted was a tutor/travel agent. Armand wanted DANIEL. Daniel’s wit, his rebelliousness, his charm, his inquisitive nature, all these things made Daniel more appealing as a companion.

On his deathbed, Daniel wanted immortality to be with Armand, not just for eternity alone. The fact that they may or may not be “together” in canon right now doesn’t mean they didn’t share something very loving and special, and it doesn’t mean they don’t still consider each other fondly. Some breakups can be mended, some can’t. Some exes can be friends. Some can’t. That’s life.

What was the most romantic thing you ever said to Louis?

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“I’m getting into the coffin and you will lie down on top of me if you know  what’s good for you.” Now, I’m quoting directly from Louis’ insipid novel in which he provides the barest skeleton of how this scene actually played out. It was really quite romantic on my part, while he on the other hand  was being a prissy baby.

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As Gomez lips brushes over each of her fingers, kissing them delicately we catch Morticia subtly guiding him along. Their eyes spark to life with a unique light, as a playful and knowing smile crosses their features. They are fully enveloped in a desire and eternal love for one another. 

This is all I want. And so I’ll wait as I continue searching for  the day I find the one to call my cara mia.

There is no such thing as the right person, there is the right person for a certain period of time and people leave, sucking out pieces of your soul and spitting it out, and that’s ok, that’s painful but predictable. Our biggest problem is that we choose to trust sadness more than we trust happiness, and that’s why we always believe more in being broken than in being mended because it’s easier not to try again, it’s easier to hide whatever is left of your heart and soul, it’s easier to pretend that you are eternally broken than to risk being broken again, but you know what, that’s ok, because things get worse and then they get better and then they get unbearable and that’s life, you end up getting unbeatable, you learn to duck when you must and dive when you should, you learn to live expecting death around every corner, and you learn how to come to life every time death slaps you in the face. Just trust in yourself more than you trust in sadness or in happiness all the same, trust that life is worth the risk and the resistance, and you -you- will be ok, even if things fail to be.

I no longer believed in the idea of soul mates, or love at first sight. But I was beginning to believe that a very few times in your life, if you were lucky, you might meet someone who was exactly right for you. Not because he was perfect, or because you were, but because your combined flaws were arranged in a way that allowed two separate beings to hinge together.

Lisa Kleypas, Blue-Eyed Devil (via sioux-donym)