Achilles.JasonDean

𝒫𝑜𝑒𝓉-𝒮𝒶𝓅𝓅𝒽𝒾𝒸-𝑅𝑒𝒶𝒹𝑒𝓇 𝐻𝑜𝓏𝒾𝑒𝓇 𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒽𝓊𝓈𝒾𝒶𝓈𝓉

[studylovella]

[aestheticfluffz]

So many days pass me 

where I crave the euphoria.

Times where the craving is so bad––

I lie on my bed crying.

Curling into my body

shutting my eyes so tight.

Hoping I can shut out the urge.

[aestheticfluffz]

How does it feel to become a traitor?

Spilling venom from your mouth,

rusting the only gun that hasn't been pointing at you.

How does it feel to snap the neck of the only bird

willing to sing near you?

How does it feel to be a traitor?

Not one like in the history books, they are memorable.

You are — 

were

nothing more than a vague idea of a legacy. 

So tell me — 

 how does it feel to become a bronze level Traitor? 

[aestheticfluffz]

I don't regret abandoning people.

Those who were always one foot out the door.

I find relief in walking away.

Satisfaction with hearing how they search for me in every place.

Realizing how they expected me to be there every time — 

no self respect,

no backbone,

just standing there 

waiting for my cue.

[aestheticfluffz]

Cool air on my skin

my face towards the ground,

buds,

buds, 

nothing but buds.

I walk around the rocks once more

white is finally visible.

My lighter is already out.

It replaced cold air 

with gray warmth. 

[aestheticfluffz]

I want to rip into this skin.

I don't want it anymore.

Imagining gnawing into my arms

helps me sleep sometimes.

The feeling of my blood running down the side of my face

Hearing my veins tear apart.

Speeding up— 

faster,

faster,

hoping if I tear it fast enough 

I won't have time to regret the choice.

[depsidase]

[thetiredprometheus]

Different ways to interpret Frankenstein

[tech-obsessed-shark]

Y yeha

[miseria-fortes-viros]

ultimately the truth about frankenstein is that we are all grotesque amalgamations of the best and worst parts of everyone who came before us. and sometimes the people who are supposed to love us because of and in spite of this will not. and we can kill them with hammers for that. and i think that’s beautiful

[miseria-fortes-viros]

my brother in christ frankenstein is the title of the book

[warlockofagnesi]

COUNTERPOINT

[miseria-fortes-viros]

well i can’t argue with that one

[quacksmith]

Ah yes, Mary Shelley’s monster.

[ranfanblog]

You mean, Lord Byron?

[besotted-with-austen]

Wasn’t that Polidori’s?

[lily-s-world]

The level of English gossip to understand this 🤣

[shvoowsh]

rare reddit gem

[bbybluemochi]

“I beheld the wretch – the miserable monster whom I had created.”

a frankenstein wlw AU

[respected-coconut]

Being really into Frankenstein while at the same time being Chinese is so funny because every time Lord Byron gets brought up, the way his name is pronounced always makes me think of the word 白人 (bái rén), which translates into “white guy”. Lord White Guy.

[44boora]

The Resurrection of Stanley Pines 🪦🩸

[soupexpertt]

I really like this russian edition of classic books. Letting famous artists do the covers in YA style was such a simple but clever decision. According to the recent study the number of teenage readers increased, possibly thanks to these covers. I own traditional classics with blank covers but if I ever see one of these in the wild, it’ll probably make me go feral.

Here are some of my favs:

Dracula (art by Renibet)

2.Jane Eyre (art by Ulunii)

3. Little women (art by чаки чаки)

4. The Idiot (the hedgehog-omg-) (art by Xinshi)

5. Pride and Prejudice (art by Cactusute)

6. War and Peace (art by Xinshi)

7. Wuthering Heights (art by Renibet)

8. The Great Gatsby (art by NIKEL)

9. Frankenstein (art by Iren Horrors)

10. Crime and Punishment (art by REDwood)

11. Anna Karenina (art by Ulunii)

12. The Cherry Orchard (art by lewisite)

13. The Master and Margarita (art by Renibet)

[stsebastiens]

finding out there's a frankenstein ballet and that it was in october of last year…DEVASTATING

look at this. look at these. im foaming at the mouth

[aquilacalvitium]

[panthermouthh]

“My limbs now tremble and my eyes swim with the remembrance; but then a resistless, and almost frantic, impulse urged me forward; I seemed to have lost all soul or sensation but for this one pursuit.”

Victor's small moment of joy, before he realises what he's done

Prints

Referenced, of course, from the wonderful work on Bernie Wrightson