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the children of the night. gift for @collinscursed
Endless Dracul.a Edits. /
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DRACULA… the very mention of the name brought to mind things so evil, so fantastic, so disturbing that one would wonder if it wasn’t all a dream. A NIGHTMARE. and the man within it, one who lived after death, who lived on human blood… who took the form of a bat and lured his victims to a fate worse than DEATH ! | selective original interpretation of count dracula of bram stoker’s works, ft. canon from the book, dracula’s guest, castlevania, heavy eastern-european folklore references, musical elements, canon from universal studios, heavy headcanon bias and non-bbc compliance. oc-positive. established 9/9/19, still written by Béla. | 18+: horror themes, blood drinking, death, transfiguration, heavy sexual references ©
as we burst into the room, the count turned his face, and the hellish look that I had heard described seemed to leap into it. his eyes flamed red with devilish passion. the great nostrils of the white aquiline nose opened wide and quivered at the edge, and the white sharp teeth, behind the full lips of the blood dripping mouth, clamped together like those of a wild beast. | private & selective original interpretation of bram stoker’s COUNT DRACULA, borrowing from numerous source material of film, musical, broadway and gothic literature, and being mainly headcanon based. 18+ and written by béla. will feature themes of blood, death, infant death, vampirism, sex, horror and religious blasphemy. supports mains/exclusives. non-bbc compliant. ESTABLISHED IN SEPTEMBER OF 2019. / © rules here.
Follow me, trust the night! Only it can save your soul. Curse the day and its power, longing to be free of its chains. Seize the night, vampire! It is right to curse the day. Suck blood, monster! Wickedness is destined to be punished. | private and selective original interpretation and mixed COUNT DRACULA / ‘THE COUNT’ of vampire lore. from bram stoker’s dracula & varied mixed dracula lore. PRIMARILY HEADCANON BASED. with many sources taken from various media. WRITTEN BY BÉLA.highly active. established in september of 2019. / C / G
blood : /bləd/
noun 1. the red liquid that circulates in the arteries and veins of humans and other vertebrate animals, carrying oxygen to and carbon dioxide from the tissues of the body. / 2. violence involving bloodshed.
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