my favorite thing about dracula is that in original folktales vampires bit their victims on the chest but bram STOKER, not wanting it to be SEXY, moved it to the NECK because he’s a dumb homo repressed idiot
… wait, he moved it to the neck to be less sexy?
i’m bram stoker, i’m protestant or whatever the fuck and tired of being in sexy thot ireland
these people need to know what sins of the flesh can lead to. time to write a whole book about biting i guess
Tag: bram stoker
“I am longing to be with you, and by the sea, where we can talk together freely and build our castles in the air.”
i’m rereading dracula and honestly once it gets into the main plot in england it drags a bit but the opening chapters hold up as some of the most entertaining stuff ever written. like is there anything more delightful in all of horror literature than the rapid escalation from “dear diary: just had a delicious chicken dinner here in rural transylvania, the scenery is beautiful and the locals are so cute with their quaint superstitions” to “dear diary: i made it to castle dracula and things are…pretty weird actually” to “dear diary: i am a prisoner here, the count keeps eyeing me hungrily and also i just watched him crawl down the side of the castle like a lizard so uh. Im Fucked Bye”