When I'm old, I shall wear midnight

genuinely one of my favourite details about Bram Stokers Dracula that isn't really transferred to the pop culture is that vampires have irridescent eyes, they appear brown at a glance, however when light is reflected on them they seem to go red!

also like the cowboy part can we please stop omitting the fact that there is a real ass cowboy in Bram Stokers Dracula and hes from real ass Texas and he has a fucking gun and he tries to fucking shoot Dracula

mentally taking a drag of my mental cigarette because I don’t smoke but life has been very smokable lately

Well, someone's messed with the timeline!

once these 15 million different stressful situations resolve themselves I’m gonna be so normal again. I can be normal and not exhausted

maybe you need to ignore the urge to disappear and just exist a little louder instead

work tomorrow is one of the worst things that can happen to you

BEFORE TODAY IS OVER, YOU WILL BE BLESSED WITH GOOD NEWS. AND SO IT IS.

Reblogging again!! Good news came instantly.

i will never move on from the haunting of hill house (2018) tbh

I am so tired of short-attention-span, trim-the-fat culture. All writing advice these days is for how to write like Chuck Palahniuk. "Cut 'think', cut 'feel', cut 'wonder' - only action, only pushing forward, show and move and move and move." What if I could emulate this style, and still don't want to? What if I want to write like Henry James, with three paragraphs of introspective musings between each dialogue line? The music advice is, "make it shortform, make it Tik-Tok compatible, make it punchy, hit the refrain as soon as possible." What if I want that 10-minute prog rock piece? What if I want that symphony? What if I want it slow and luxurious and lazy? Movies. Series. Poetry. Bodies. Everything is "trimmed trimmed trimmed trimmed, stripped bare, you have three seconds to win me over, make it airport chic." I don't want to win you over, then, I guess. I want the fat left it. I want the pleasure and the indolence and the indulgence. Fuck this art-advice that's always "your art needs Ozempic."

“they’re just looking at each other” you could not begin to understand the complexities involved in looking at each other

Reblog to gain creative energy and to give more creative energy to the person you reblogged this from.

i love clicking on somebody’s ao3 profile and seeing the most nonsensical collection of fandoms. like yess let's live a thousand lifetimes