in the sunlit garden, holding hands / because i’ve never forgotten our promise, i’ve come all this way at last
not rlly sure how tumblr works but heres knife wife and the babygirl antichrist
Watching Utena I really like how in every episode Utena's like. Anthy can you please just cheat on me I don't have time to duel I need to pass my 8th grade geometry test
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Peter Nureyev wears exclusively floral patterned button up shirts for the entirety of S3 on the Carte Blanche but nobody ever mentions it because there are more pressing matters at hand
I found a soft quietude come over me. Here I am, sitting at a little oak table where in old times possibly some fair lady sat to pen, with much thought and many blushes, her ill-spelt love-letter, and writing in my diary in shorthand all that has happened since I closed it last.
This segment gives me so much joy, but is a great example of what makes Jonathan incredibly unique among similar types of horror victims in Victorian literature.
A lot of academic analysis notes Jonathan’s traditionally feminine role in the early chapters of Dracula, but chalk it up to “the horror of emasculation”—that Dracula imposing femininity on Jonathan expresses the gender role anxiety of the time and is part of how Dracula terrorizes him.
But that’s just straight-up not how the book is written. Jonathan is comforting himself with his connection to the sweet, soft ladies of old, wishing he were writing love letters to his own love far away. He soothes himself with the image as a way to escape the horrors surrounding him. He encourages himself with the comparison to Shezerade and her cleverness earlier.
It’s the difference between “Jonathan is facing horrors traditionally imposed on female characters” and “the horrors INCLUDE the connection to female characters.” That distinction is enforced by how he, on his own, finds comfort and encouragement by thinking of himself among their number.
It’s a distinction that wouldn’t be obvious from just reading a summary of the story, which in all honesty seems to be what some academic analysis is working from.
Inspired by recent discussions of an Actual Play.
it's so funny doing Dracula Daily this year but missing it last year because everyone else is frothing at the mouth at the harbingers of what's to come and I'm just like
the whole dashboard crying and shitting their pants over some paprika rn