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Not actually for homework anymore I lied! This used to be a linguistics research project but now I’m just unironically on tumblr I guess
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NEVER ever forget to plan for the Minotaur. ALWAYS factor the Minotaur into your plans DO NOT FORGET THIS
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Nothing gives the same kind of random ego boost like managing to finally clean up your home and making it nice. Like ooh look at me, I'm living like people do, I made myself iced tea and I am eating my snack from a real plate. I got floors and shit.
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unfortunately my thing with getting my blood sucked is NOT just about the eroticism. i also am very invested in helping. i’m a helpful guy
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well i didn’t want to ASSUME the guy who has fangs and weird eyes and is constantly making strange cryptic comments about blood is a vampire. That would’ve been rude.
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Brandon Sanderson is always like this character has immense guilt for something that's not completely under their control. This character is self isolating to protect others from their own pain. This character was raised under such strict rules or for such a narrow purpose they can hardly view themself as a person. This character punishes themself for wanting "indulgences" like freedom or fun or friendship. This character is still so kind
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Blood of My Blood Novella Pile
Just a handy place to keep all these spinoffs of the Blood of My Blood AU masterpiece in one place. Shout out once more to @ibrithir-was-heree and @animate-mush for the addicting vampire family drama.
Domestic: Tumblr Ao3
In which the happy ending didn't come, good men died, and the Harkers and their young vampiric son, Quincey, now live under Dracula's rule. The Count is the self-appointed Master and patriarch of the castle and is, on the whole, quite enjoying this sadistic consolation prize following the frustrating pause of his plans for England.
...Of course, there are bound to be hiccups even in a diabolically domestic monster's routine. Case in point, this special night.
One of strange intimacies, stranger revelations, and secrets hidden in stone and cemetery earth.
Something to Cry About: Tumblr Ao3
In which the Master of the castle runs into an unexpected concern regarding his dear vassal and being the monster in the picture is not quite as fun as he recalls.
The Law’s Delay: Tumblr Ao3
Jonathan Harker, now fifteen years deep into his life at Castle Dracula, finds himself the unwilling guest of yet another frightful host and his company. Talk and violence and time tick by. The sun sinks low. The dead travel fast. And a vital Lesson is taught regarding the Law of the land.
Never Loved: Tumblr Ao3
Castle Dracula is abandoned. By son, by subjects, by its Master. The latter finds himself dwelling in the dirt and dark as he waits to strike the English shore once again. Thinking on traitors and thieves. And on his dear friend, who makes him bleed still into the grave earth.
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i think my favourite horror trope is what i like to call "it gets better before it gets worse". the evil is seemingly defeated. the worst is apparently over. it was tough, and maybe you didn't all make it out in one piece, but you made it. except that you didn't. you're still infected, still marked. you bring the horror with you wherever you go. and there's no timeframe after which you can say you're safe with any certainty. it might lie dormant for years, just waiting for you to turn your back to it long enough to let it find you again. it knows your scent, now. it can hunt you down wherever you go.
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sometimes im like "wow holy shit im being really fucking annoying. i should stop talking" and then i pull out my magic 8 ball and it says "youve always been annoying and your friends chose to talk you anyways. youll be fine" and im like wow thanks magic 8 ball. and then the ogre attacks me
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knight strip tease. is that anything
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eagle: so what do you think about stigmata
prometheus: you know we're in a pre-christian myth, right? like that word doesn't exist yet. your dumb joke is anachronistic.
eagle: stigma talons in your flesh
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so i put my hands up theyre playing my song the evil skull flies away
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lord the peasants are so loud today
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