//OOC: Yeah, so here’s actual the question I asked on Facebook AND the response, for those interested, since there’s a version going around without the question. Never actually asked about sex just the depth of the relationship, but Anne does usually throw that in during ship questions. (I still apply fanon logic since Ursula banged Vittorio in his book. Discrepancies, love it for fic and RP reasons.)
Yeah.. well, we all read PL, right? In this book EVERYONE loves EVERYONE and EVERYTHING in EVERY moment EVER mentioned! So yeah, of course that Marius loves Daniel. It does not confirm anything.
And sex. Didn’t Lestat say in QOTD that his johnson was like priapus ready for something that could never been performed anymore? Not with pleaure that is. So, well, technically, penetration is possible…but orgasm through that? Nah…
merciful-death said: ooc; Didn’t post the full question because I didn’t want to show disrespect by posting your real name on Tumblr. I apologize.
Yeah, I’d have done the same, Merciful “D”. 😉
//OOC: It was never explicitly stated in PL that Daniel reciprocated feelings for Marius, which is why I asked. With Anne’s response, now we know. Again, the point of this question was the ship, not sex, but the fandom seems incapable of enjoying the happy parts of anything without someone having a fit.
The Vampire Chronicles: If you shipped it, it was or will be canon at some point. The ship whore’s delight.
I completely lost it at “and Marius, in a long simple burgundy colored velvet robe, would preside.” And lost it all over again at “Armand in finest burnt gold brocade and lace would be best man for Louis. David Talbot in dark hunter green velvet and white linen would be best man for Lestat.”
I’m not that much taller. I’m a couple inches shorter than Lestat. Maybe 5 inches taller than Armand, when he’s not wearing heeled shoes, and the man owns a lot of heeled shoes.
Pros: I can make short jokes. Cons: I get punched for making short jokes.
Imagine My Immortal but written in the style of Shakespeare.
SCENE 1. A MAGIC SCHOOL CALLED HOGWARTS IN ENGLAND
Enter ENOBY
ENOBY
For truth, that which the gods have christened me Has many parts, like these locks, flow’n from my crown. That hellish sound, which forms mine name, sprung from The dusky shades of these roots, so like the stone But broken, rent, mottled; for, like the flames That hie from Hades, the dusk is split with peals Of cold violet, the shade of icy fangs Met with military scarlet; coils not But hangs; not ragged, but lustrous, set off Like a precious jewel made more pure by the Barren winds of silent winter deserts, So are not these jewels of mine own self-crown Brought forth in splendour so close to these eyes Frozen, as glaciers, forged by an artist Who, bereft of artisan tools, gives himself And sculpts his godly business with that Which the muses draw blindly from his vision. Thus sorrow, reflected twice in these mirrors, Casting mine eyes as icy limpid tears.
Imagine Shakespeare but written in the style of My Immortal
Hi my name is Hamlet and I have long blond hair that reaches my mid-back and icy blue eyes like limpid tears and a lot of people tell me I look like the sun god Apollo (AN: if u don’t know who he is get da hell out of here!). I’m not related to him but I wish I was because he’s a major fucking hottie. My mother married my uncle after my father died. I have pale white skin. I’m also a student, and I went to a school called Wittenberg in Germany but I just graduated. I’m a prince (in case you couldn’t tell) but I wear mostly black bc I’m in mourning. I For example today I was wearing a black doublet with matching lace around it and a black tights, white undershirt and black boots. I was with my mother and Horatio. We were standing inside Elsinore. It was snowing and raining so there was no sun, which I was very happy about. My uncle Claudius stared at me. I put up my middle finger at him.
I-want-my-IWTV 