Tag: lit

mirioes:

Victor ‘I expected a monster I made out of decomposing body parts to be beautiful’ Frankenstein

Victor ‘I hauled ass out of my apartment and walked around my college campus for hours instead of dealing with the monster I gave life to’ Frankenstein

Victor ‘Oh thank god the monster left my apartment while I went out and panicked so it’s not my problem anymore’ Frankenstein

Victor ‘I know that this monster killed my younger brother but if I say anything people will think I’m crazy so no thanks’ Frankenstein

Victor ‘Wow look at those mountains wait is that the creature I made sprinting at me across the ice HOLY FUCK’ Frankenstein

wizzard890:

like-what:

how morally corrupt is your 19th century love interest on a scale of “aloof rich guy who doesn’t know how to express his feelings” to “has a secret wife in the attic” and “tries to dig up your grave so he can embrace your dead body”

the thing I enjoy most about this post is that digging up a grave to embrace a dead body is only like. the eighth worst thing heathcliff ever did.

Victorian Gothic Gothic

witch-of-habonim-dror:

  • Your mother died giving birth to you. Every woman dies in childbirth. If you have younger siblings, do not question how they got there. Truly, you do not want to know.
  • You have no ears, but delicate pink shells. Your teeth are pearls. Instead of hands you have small white paws. You are beautiful, and terrifying.
  • A handsome stranger has awakened something deep within your breast. You do not know what it is, but it is awake, and it is aware.
  • People keep dying of consumption. You cannot say as yet who is doing the consuming.
  • There is mist on the moor. There is always mist on the moor. Seasons have no meaning here.
  • Everyone outside of very specific parts of England is evil. This must be true. It must be, and that’s why you should never, ever leave. Ever.