#meerawrites

To: @meerawrites

From: @vampire-scripture

Christmas gift for the amazing @meerawrites with all the love ^^

Its been a little over a week so its not super fresh in my mind but:

There is a scene with the Romani that is a lot more classically folklore oriented that I really enjoyed

Bite location. Biting over the heart as opposed to the neck or the wrist

Emphasis of Orlok as Death or as a dead being. Repeated with his insistence that Ellen doesn't "belong to the living"

Female hysteria, concern about female desire, etc

Vampirism as a hunger and as obsession

(I know this isn't what you meant by "freeze," but Ben was triggered regardless lol. Thank you! <3)

⚢ Thank you so much for this ask! I always love to talk about my sweet beloved Ann(e)s whom I miss and cherish so very much ;A; <;3

I think my favourite headcanons must be the ones that concern their day-to-day married life; the time they spend together; their shared little gestures; and most importantly the many things they do to improve each other's existence.

I live for them grooming and pampering each other. I am of the firm and unshakeable opinion that Anne frequently washes, combs and braids Ann's hair, and that Ann never wastes an opportunity to rub some nicely scented lotion into the work-roughened skin of Anne's hands in the evening.

Just as Anne is known to massage the anxiety knots out of Ann's poor shoulders, Ann has developed a special sense for deciphering the keenly-hidden failings of Anne's health. She always knows when Anne's knees are plagued by another arthritic flare, no matter how stubbornly Anne tries to conceal her discomfort. It's why Ann keeps knitting her fluffy knee pads to help against the hardships of those long, draughty winters at Shibden.

Ann has made herself perfectly, comfortably at home on Anne's lap and she occupies that proudly won space of hers whenever they're alone in the room together.

Anne keeps a close eye on Ann's physical and emotional health. She often tries to keep her busy by involving her in personal projects and shared ventures. And she always, always finds a way to make Ann eat, even on the days when she'd prefer to go hungry. (No self-punishing behaviour on Anne's watch!)

Anne's hands are always cool, Ann's hands are always warm. Anne also sticks her icy feet against Ann's shins when they're in bed together, and Ann never fails to gasp about it. But that's all right, because ...

Ann, in turn, drives Anne absolutely bonkers with her snoring. I love headcanons that are drawn from the historical records of their married life, and it never fails to crack me up that little Ann Walker had such an obnoxious snore that Anne frequently fled their bedroom to sleep in ever more ridiculous locations out of sheer desperation. (But she always returns to her wife's side in the wee hours of the morning, because she loves her.)