𝒜 𝒟𝐎𝐖𝐑𝐘 𝒪𝐅 𝐵𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐛𝐲 𝐬.𝐭. 𝐠𝐢𝐛𝐬𝐨𝐧
a series of dialogue prompts from the 2021 dracula re-telling. feel free to change pronouns as you see fit ! cw; gore, sexual themes, emotional abuse, & toxic relationships
❛ i never dreamed it would end like this. ❜
❛ there is no horror left in this world that can surprise me. ❜
❛ eventually, even your death becomes its own sort of inevitability. ❜
❛ i was so happy to be your marionette, at first. ❜
❛ am i sick to still think on you softly, even after all the blood and broken promises? ❜
❛ this is my last love letter to you, though some would call it a confession. ❜
❛ war is never valiant, only crude and hideous. ❜
❛ good. when life fails you, spite will not. ❜
❛ i will raise you out of the dirt and into queenship. and, i will give you your vengeance. ❜
❛ i wanted to break them, even more slowly and painfully than they had broken me, leave them bleeding out and begging for mercy. ❜
❛ water your mother’s flowers with their blood. ❜
❛ in this world, you are what i say you are, and i say you are a ghost. ❜
❛ bloodlust brings on a delirium that’s difficult to describe. ❜
❛ i have loved you too long to imagine you do anything without an ulterior motive. ❜
❛ i’ve never been looked at before. like that. ❜
❛ what is more lovely, after all, than a monster undone with want? ❜
❛ i was your little mouse, kept in a gilded cage until it was time for the cat to play. ❜
❛ i knew nothing except the strength of your arms and the scent of your hair. ❜
❛ your priest’s bedtime stories cannot account for us. ❜
❛ to know oneself, one’s limits and abilities, is its own power. ❜
❛ i was alone, and i was scared. i had no home left to speak of. ❜
❛ and god, how i adored you. it went beyond love, beyond devotion. ❜
❛ i wanted to dash myself against your rocks like a wave, to obliterate my old self and see what rose shining and new from the sea foam. ❜
❛ you turned a strong-minded girl into a pulsing wound of need. ❜
❛ what would you have me do, as ruler? ❜
❛ are you sure you aren’t a holy man come to lecture me on the sins of excess? ❜
❛ i was well-acquainted with violence by then. ❜
❛ but I had never outgrown my thirst for vengeance. ❜
❛ in my mind, i was god’s lovely angel of judgement, come to unsheathe the sword of divine wrath against those who truly deserved it. ❜
❛ you mocked my lofty aspirations, cynical as ever. ❜
❛ when will you give up this ridiculous crusade? ❜
❛ there was a darkness in your eyes and a tightness to your mouth i hadn’t noticed before—or perhaps hadn’t wanted to. ❜
❛ i would never leave you, my love. not for the entirety of my second life. ❜
❛ you seemed to me a fire burning in the woods. i was drawn in by your enticing, smoky darkness, a darkness that still stirs memories of safety, of autumn, of home. ❜
❛ it was like grasping at a flame. i never penetrated to the burning heart of you, only came away with empty, scorched fingers. ❜
❛ whenever we were apart, you left your essence caught in my hair, in my clothes. i scented the taste of it on the wind, I shivered and ached for it. ❜
❛ i was happy to spend countless lifetimes chasing the warmth coming off you, even though the haze was clouding my vision. ❜
❛ my piety was a sporadic, half-feral thing, sometimes lashing out at god with teeth bared, other times nuzzling against his loving providence like a kitten. ❜
❛ i felt my heart tumble down through my ribs and hit the ground. ❜
❛ it tortured me, how perfect you looked. i wanted to pull you behind the carriage and drain you dry. ❜
❛ i wanted to crawl between whatever was blossoming between the two of you and live there. ❜
❛ you’ve found cruelty to be an effective tool. ❜
❛ do you want her for your own? ❜
❛ ours is a solitary existence. it would be good for you to have a friend. ❜
❛ it’s as easy as breathing. one foot and then the other. and don’t overthink it. ❜
❛ you must never overthink any good and pleasurable thing. ❜
❛ you must sit with me tonight at dinner. i must have you close. i want us to be the best of friends. ❜
❛ i think i shall never marry, my lord. i will simply take lovers and never let any man shackle me with wedding vows. ❜
❛ am i to be bidden to my own bed like a dog invited to beg at the master’s table? ❜
❛ desire makes idiots of all of us. but you already knew that part, didn’t you? ❜
❛ there was an uncontrollable fire in you that was hard to look away from, much less resist. ❜
❛ all vampires find some way to stave off the monotony of an endless life, with hedonism or asceticism or a rotating door of lovers. ❜
❛ i’m talking about us, you and i. let’s be honest with each other, for once. ❜
❛ love was no girlhood game. it was an iron yoke, forged in fire and heavy to wear. ❜
❛ laying with you made me feel so vibrantly alive. it was almost enough to make me forget that i was already dead. ❜
❛ this is about your obsession with justice, isn’t it? ❜
❛ i was suspicious, and even more dangerously, i was curious. ❜
❛ i was the love that started it all, wasn’t i? ❜
❛ it has been a long time since i have felt clean. ❜
❛ like christ, i had become intimately acquainted with violence and the sins of the world, but i had not come away unblemished. ❜
❛ but it was not god who spoke.it was you. ❜
❛ you could have kissed me or slit my throat and either would have made as much sense. ❜
❛ i don’t know what I had been thinking, supposing i was strong enough to leave. ❜
❛ you made it into an art form, this quiet sort of violence. ❜
❛ i want to live. but i want to live in the world, not on the outskirts of it. ❜
❛ love is violence, my darling, it is a thunderstorm that tears apart your world. ❜
❛ love makes monsters of us, [ name ] and not everyone is cut out for monstrosity. ❜
❛ [ name], our sunlight, our destroyer. my prince cast in marble and gold. ❜
❛ he was as inevitable as a revolution, and heralded in just as much violence. ❜
❛ potential. you always loved that word. you were drawn to potential like a shark to blood. ❜
❛ look around you. what sort of life is this? ❜
❛ i craved you like maidens crave the grave, the way death burns for human touch: inconsolably, unrelentingly, aching for the annihilation in your kiss. ❜
❛ i still wanted to believe I was living in a fairy tale, that i laid down every night with a prince instead of a wolf. ❜
❛ before your time dear, just some dreadful victorians. ❜
❛ it took every ounce of self-control i had not to pin him down and tear out his throat. ❜
❛ the world has no place for us, we are wanderers by nature, lions among lambs. ❜
❛ we cannot exist only for each other. ❜
❛ i had never allowed myself to want this because i assumed it wasn’t a possibility. ❜
❛ i love you. look at me, [ name ], my jewel, my wife. i love you. don’t do this. ❜
❛ i was tired of waiting expectantly at your tomb every night for you to rise and bring light into my world once again. ❜
❛ i made you into my private christ, supplicated with my own dark devotions. nothing existed beyond the range of your exacting gaze, not even me. ❜
❛ i apologize if you were expecting contrition, my lord. i don’t have any to muster. ❜
❛ here's your demon, do what you will with him. ❜
❛ i think, someday, i would like to fall in love again. ❜
