Anonymous asked:
You can't make a Molloymolette without breaking some Armandeggs
What?
Anonymous asked:
Can you do the H-O-T-T-O-G-O dance?
I complete most of my prayers in the Chapell of Roan!
Of course I’ve memorized the simple movements that come with a masterfully written song.
H-O-T-T-O-G-O! You can take me hot to go!
Daniel taught me.
Anonymous asked:
are your breasts natural. i dont think so.
Considering this is coming from an anonymous asker, you have no place to assume my ‘breasts’ are anything but natural.
Anonymous asked:
what do you think about the new minecraft movie trailer?
Insulting to players everywhere.
Casting choices are abominable - I nearly leapt from my chair upon viewing! Jack Black felt as though they'd stuck a cucumber in a cabbage patch. And that wretched "I am Steve" line caused my molars to clench in a harsh cringe.
At least give us an animated version for an animated game, or nothing at all!
Anonymous asked:
what are your thoughts on skibidi toilet
I do not associate myself with brainrotted filth.
Though I can at least admire how such a vile, obscene form of media has rooted itself into the culture of our newest generation.
Anonymous asked:
The boomer is boomeranging
Did you mean to send this here?
Blenders. Do you prefer the sturdiness of the mid 20th century models or the versitility of the modern ones? How do you feel about the increase in designed obsolescence in appliances?
Thank you for your question.
I certainly prefer the 20th-century models! Much to celebrate, specifically the longevity built into the manufacturing of its motor.
When it comes to newer models and their versatility, I’m frankly unimpressed. Vampires are more akin to things that live longer. Modern blenders have a breaking point.
See, if a newfangled blender cannot work in a consistent and reliable manner, it is worth nothing. And therefore useless.
I have no use for modern frivolity.
Apart from my actions, what did I do to deserve this?
Would you rather never be able to use your ipad again or never taste Daniels blood again?
My iPad is a treasure! How else would I access remarkable worlds such as Tumblr? The world compressed into a compact screen; it's truly a wondrous mortal feat.
Here's my question for you. What makes you think I yearn for Daniel Molloy’s blood?
I suppose through a mortal's befogged lens, blood is not unlike a drug. Addictive, immoral, and competitively sought after. We're long-fanged monsters with incontrollable urges, leaping after innocent life and sucking it dry. Right?
Wrong.
Take a sandwich, for instance. The sandwich is food. You are hungry. It makes you happy, it fills you with dopamine. You are satisfied. It dissipates. You move on.
Daniel Molloy is unbearable. And fascinating.
I have better blood to drink.
Anonymous asked:
what is your favorite animal?
The Vampire Lestat when he doesn't get his way.
As someone who used to direct theatre, what's your opinion on modern musicals?
Ah, the theatre. An old friend!
I have much to say about how modernity has carved itself into today's stage productions.
Most modern musicals have one thing in common. Keep everyone alert, awake, and admiring. Escalated by glimmering setpieces; high-quality microphones adhered to the jaw - show it everyone now!
In this current age, mortal attention spans are sparse and fleeting. Entertainment has to absolutely astound, or else it's no good.
Playwrights scramble to construct productions unlike any other, unaware that this stunts them. The race to create a life-changing story only results in the same story being told, over and over.
Take me back to the centuries when actors weren't afraid of simplicity! Blank stage! Little props, cheaply sewn costumes. When they would laugh, we'd feel joy tickle our own throats. When they would cry, we'd feel that joy curdle into cold.
Raw, real, and ravishing.
I suppose there is a part of me that longs for the humanity that once existed in theatre.
And I never thought I'd long for something so separate from me.
Did you wait for Daniel to get old to turn him because you have a thing for dilfs?
I don't believe sharing the nature of my sexual relations is appropriate for Tumblr...
But after looking through your blog, you appear to be a fan!
So I'll indulge you -
Daniel was created from desperation, from anger. Maybe a touch of desire. If it had anything to do with his current age, it was entirely subconscious.
But I would certainly classify him as a "DILF"!
Anonymous asked:
If you were suddenly able to taste human food which is the first you’re trying?
Thank you for your riveting question!
I have always been enamoured by the idea of 'hot pot'. Dunking thin scraps of meat into a sizzling vat, watching glassy-eyed as it rises fully cooked. The closest mortals get to magic.
I suppose I'm curious as to how meat tastes when bloodless.
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Anonymous asked:
What's your cup size?
The wording of this question confuses me a tad. The sizing of my goblets depends on the amount of blood I am consuming.
Daniel has informed me that I've misinterpreted the meaning of this.
Hi, it's Daniel.
Double Ds.
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Anonymous asked:
What's your cup size?
The wording of this question confuses me a tad. The sizing of my goblets depends on the amount of blood I am consuming.
Daniel has informed me that I've misinterpreted the meaning of this.
Anonymous asked:
What's your cup size?
The wording of this question confuses me a tad. The sizing of my goblets depends on the amount of blood I am consuming.
Anonymous asked:
Have you developed any hobbies, or is that still too weird for vampires?
Thank you for your question, anonymous user.
My most recent hobby is Tumblr! Even an ancient thumb becomes fatigued from scrolling. So many insightful posts, so many artworks of myself and my fledgling...
(And this magical place, Our Own Archive? I've been collecting stories written about myself, poetry scrawled by authors who I've never graced the presence of! I am quite likeable in this writing.)
In response to the latter half of your query, vampires are much akin to mortals when it comes to hobbies. Take Louis and photography, Claudia and theatre...
And before you may argue that photography nor theatre arose beneficial for Louis and Claudia, remember that our lives extend far beyond your reach -- our old hobbies burn, and their ashes recollect into new ones. The accursed gift.