#Bundles for Transylvania * . ✦ . ˚ (asks)

[vampiricgirlboss]

𝐭𝐚𝐠 𝐝𝐮𝐦𝐩 :

out of the coffin * . 　 ✦ . ˚ (ooc)

I'm not just gonna sit around here and deteriorate * . 　 ✦ . ˚ (self promo)

Better Tombs and Gardens * . 　 ✦ . ˚ (promo)

Bundles for Transylvania * . 　 ✦ . ˚ (asks)

like a stake through my dead black heart * . 　 ✦ . ˚ (musings)

the kind of place I'd like to be found dead in * . 　 ✦ . ˚ (starter)

the cobweb in my brains * . 　 ✦ . ˚ (writing)

a warm exotic flamboyance * . 　 ✦ . ˚ (aesthetic)

a groovy chick * . 　 ✦ . ˚ (image)

Dracula's daughter * . 　 ✦ . ˚ (faceclaims)

disco vampire * . 　 ✦ . ˚ (music)

just a regular gal * . 　 ✦ . ˚ (the Countess herself)

just an average American family * . 　 ✦ . ˚ (dynamics)

a simple country boy straight from the dirt * . 　 ✦ . ˚ (Herman)

her father the Count * . 　 ✦ . ˚ (Grandpa)

I love her so much * . 　 ✦ . ˚ (Marilyn)

your little pointed ears * . 　 ✦ . ˚ (Eddie)

my dear brother * . 　 ✦ . ˚ (Lester)

you know I never drink wine * . 　 ✦ . ˚ (headcanons)

a man who makes my blood run cold * . 　 ✦ . ˚ (Lily & Herman)

[myfanfictiongarden]

Epilogue of Dracula

Seven years ago we all went through the flames; and the happiness of some of us since then is, we think, well worth the pain we endured. It is an added joy to Mina and to me that our boy’s birthday is the same day as that on which Quincey Morris died. His mother holds, I know, the secret belief that some of our brave friend’s spirit has passed into him. His bundle of names links all our little band of men together; but we call him Quincey.

In the summer of this year we made a journey to Transylvania, and went over the old ground which was, and is, to us so full of vivid and terrible memories. It was almost impossible to believe that the things which we had seen with our own eyes and heard with our own ears were living truths. Every trace of all that had been was blotted out. The castle stood as before, reared high above a waste of desolation.

When we got home we were talking of the old time—which we could all look back on without despair, for Godalming and Seward are both happily married. I took the papers from the safe where they had been ever since our return so long ago. We were struck with the fact, that in all the mass of material of which the record is composed, there is hardly one authentic document; nothing but a mass of typewriting, except the later note-books of Mina and Seward and myself, and Van Helsing’s memorandum. We could hardly ask any one, even did we wish to, to accept these as proofs of so wild a story. Van Helsing summed it all up as he said, with our boy on his knee:—

“We want no proofs; we ask none to believe us! This boy will some day know what a brave and gallant woman his mother is. Already he knows her sweetness and loving care; later on he will understand how some men so loved her, that they did dare much for her sake.”

Jonathan Harker.

THE END

[turniptitaness]

"His bundle of names links all our little band of men together; but we call him Quincey."

And the Harkers finally making the journey to Transylvania together and in peace.

And

"We want no proofs; we ask none to believe us! This boy will some day know what a brave and gallant woman his mother is. Already he knows her sweetness and loving care; later on he will understand how some men so loved her, that they did dare much for her sake."

JONATHAN HARKER.

THE END

Y'all, I. 😭

[createmate]

𝙀𝙡𝙞𝙯𝙖𝙗𝙚𝙩𝙝 𝙎𝙩𝙚𝙞𝙣 ;; ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ ʙᴇᴄᴏᴍᴇꜱ ʜᴇʀ

Heterosexual ⋆ She/Her ⋆ Forty-Four (150) ⋆ Reanimated Undead

Powers ;; Strength, Body Part Liberation, & Durability

Occupation ;; Fashion Designer

♫ Currently Playing ♫ ;; Dog Days are Over by Florence & the Machine

☀ Virgo ☾ Capricorn ↑ Capricorn

When she was born the world was a very different place, cars didn’t exist, and one couldn’t turn on the television when they were bored, but Elizabeth didn’t know anything else. She grew up knowing that she would eventually need to find a man to marry so that she would be able to have any prospects of her own. That didn’t mean the girl didn’t have her own passions, finding fashion to be the thing that she was most passionate about. Her sewing skills were unmatched and with that, she was able to find a position as a seamstress. That’s the same place where she met Frank Stein, little did she know that he would be her husband within the year. There was a softness to him that Elizabeth had never seen in anyone else before and after stitching up the many holes in his clothes he asked her to grab a drink with him. Love at first sight wasn’t exactly how she’d describe it but the girl knew within a few months that he would be her husband. They married that winter. Things seemed good for the couple, Elizabeth was starting her own business and Frank had gotten a promotion. That was until the day that changed everything when the woman was coming home from work with bundles of fabric in her arms which made it hard to see the steps well as she entered their home. All it took was a misstep and she was tumbling down the stairs like a rag doll. Her husband came home to find his wife dead, consumed with grief he started to dive into insanity. Frank used a friend of his who helped him before, a very special surgeon, to reanimate his wife’s body and bring her back. On one infamous night as the lightning struck the top of their home: she was alive. 

The rest of his husband's truth came after that, including the truth behind his scars and why he’d been so strange to her at first. They were undead but at least they were together. That was when Frank formally introduced her to his best friends and what it was that tied them all together. It was Hotel Transylvania that he ran off to every day, working with those who were different in the same way as they were. Elizabeth adjusted quicker than expected to her new life and didn’t let her situation keep her from what she wanted to do. Instead, it made her want to move somewhere else and start working on her fashion which is exactly what they did. Echo Isle was the perfect place to call home, especially after Mavis was born and she was able to spend her free time as an aunt. It was Martha’s death that shook them all. Nothing was the same after that but she stuck around to help Dracula as best as she could. As the girl grew up, Elizabeth knew it was time for her to go pursue her own dreams again, taking Frank with her as they journeyed around as she learned about different cultures and the fashion that went along with it. That’s when her brand blossomed, starting to design gowns for people of greater status. Little did anyone know those were the same stitches she used to sew her own limbs back if they ever came loose. Elizabeth and her husband visited often, thinking of the Hotel as their family. When it started to get discussed that Dracula would be retiring he asked her Aunt Liz to come keep an eye on her. It worked out well because Elizabeth was able to find a space to rent out for her to design. Now she can continue sewing while being able to watch out for her niece, finding a particular problem with anyone who dares threaten the hotel that has become a home for those who had always been considered monsters. Without death to scare her, Elizabeth intends to make sure to protect it with all she has.

Mavis is like a daughter to her. During her travels, she always made sure to find something to bring back for the girl. Then they would discuss Elizabeth's travels over a meal and talk about the day when she would be joined by her younger companion.

Her favorite model is also Mavis, using her to pin gowns into place for as long as she could remember. She would go on about how beautiful she was, doting on her the entire time.

She always wanted to have children but due to her untimely death, it never ended up coming to fruition. Instead, she decides to spoil her niece as if she was her own.

Elizabeth sees her death as a blessing. Now she can see the world like she wanted to while also pursuing her dreams in fashion. It allowed her to be the woman that she always wanted to be, having more opportunities than she ever did during her time.

She is an avid gardener with quite a green thumb. When she isn't sewing she can usually be found tending to her flowers.

tbd.

[draculalive]

Note

[Properly we should wait seven years for this post, but I'll go ahead and give it to you now. Thanks for reading! -- DE]

Seven years ago we all went through the flames; and the happiness of some of us since then is, we think, well worth the pain we endured. It is an added joy to Mina and to me that our boy's birthday is the same day as that on which Quincey Morris died. His mother holds, I know, the secret belief that some of our brave friend's spirit has passed into him. His bundle of names links all our little band of men together; but we call him Quincey.

In the summer of this year we made a journey to Transylvania, and went over the old ground which was, and is, to us so full of vivid and terrible memories. It was almost impossible to believe that the things which we had seen with our own eyes and heard with our own ears were living truths. Every trace of all that had been was blotted out. The castle stood as before, reared high above a waste of desolation.

When we got home we were talking of the old time -- which we could all look back on without despair, for Godalming and Seward are both happily married. I took the papers from the safe where they had been ever since our return so long ago. We were struck with the fact, that in all the mass of material of which the record is composed, there is hardly one authentic document; nothing but a mass of typewriting, except the later note-books of Mina and Seward and myself, and Van Helsing's memorandum. We could hardly ask any one, even did we wish to, to accept these as proofs of so wild a story. Van Helsing summed it all up as he said, with our boy on his knee:---

"We want no proofs; we ask none to believe us! This boy will some day know what a brave and gallant woman his mother is. Already he knows her sweetness and loving care; later on he will understand how some men so loved her, that they did dare much for her sake."

JONATHAN HARKER.

[aion-rsa]

What We Do in the Shadows Season 3 Episode 4 Review: The Casino

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This What We Do in the Shadows review contains spoilers.

What We Do in the Shadows Season 3 Episode 4

A coastal resort destination like Atlantic City might not seem the wisest place for a vampire to vacation, but it pays off in “The Casino.” The Staten Island vampires may be shirking their duties on the Vampiric Council, but What We Do in the Shadows  season 3 episode 4 benefits from the change in scenery. This is especially shattering for Nandor (Kayvan Novak), who learns during this episode that the world is not only round, but also not held up on the shoulders of four mighty elephants.

The fang gang, plus energy vampire Colin Robinson (Mark Proksch) and familiar-turned-bodyguard Guillermo (Harvey Guillén), are invited out by their favorite neighbor, and Laszlo’s (Matt Berry) best human friend, Shaun (Anthony Atamanuik). He and his, also human, wife Charmaine (Marissa Jaret Winokur) are celebrating their wedding anniversary and put together an 11-person junket. Shaun was inspired by Ocean’s Eleven, which gets laughs all around from Laszlo.

Just when you think that’s about as far as that joke goes: ding-a-ding-ding, Nadja’s (Natasia Demetriou) got the voice of the Rat Pack, and wants their cash. She apparently knew Ol’ Blue Eyes and the gang around the time they were making the original Ocean’s Eleven, but the Rat Pack tribute act are barely recognizable to her since they are merely a tribute act. What’s more surprising is Nadja doesn’t ring any bells for them when she thrusts her best side forward. This is one of the funniest of the visual gags, so watch for it. She and Laszlo begin the journey excited by the possibilities of the “Mecca of the Depraved” and America’s “premiere playground of hedonistic debauchery.” Each sees a particularly seedy byproduct of Sin City by the Atlantic.

Laszlo sees the shadier side of his friend Shawn, who turns out to be a degenerate gambler who loses his entire savings at the casino. Rather than making the money back in some kind of Ocean’s Twelve heist, which we are vaguely led to believe, the vampires do something unexpected. They steal the scam from a different movie: Let’s Do It Again (1975). To paraphrase The Simpsons’ Abe Simpson talking about a sting he stole from The Sting II: the film stars Bill Cosby, so no one will ever admit seeing it. Without giving too much away, it involves boxing, betting and hypnosis. Also unexpectedly, the idea comes from Guillermo.

The vampires make an almost feeble effort to reach out to Guillermo. As Colin says, companies he works at do it all the time. They treat their employees like family so they are more motivated to ignore their real families. The restaurant scene where the vampires try to feign interest in Guillermo’s interests is short of agonizing. He squirms deliciously under questioning which gets more and more intrusive, inappropriate and embarrassing. His best retort comes after Nadja asks if he has a “chubby” girlfriend he’s hiding somewhere. Guillermo wants to know why she’d have to be chubby.

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What We Do in the Shadows Season 3 Episode 2 Review: The Cloak of Duplication

By Tony Sokol

Vampires need to travel with the dirt of their ancestral lands. Much is made of this as Nadja, Laszlo and Nandor are packing it up, and spreading it out on the beds in their hotels. This tradition, or curse, goes back to Bram Stoker’s Dracula, who had boxes of earth dragged in from Transylvania to Whitby Abbey. It cost a fortune then, as procured by the vampire genre’s original familiar Jonathan Harker, and it runs into a small fortune in “The Casino,” as Guillermo is sent on a journey to the four corners of a round world on a quest to claim the dirt of each of master’s birth lands. Adding to the joke is the idea Guillermo could just have taken a ride to the house on Staten Island in a fraction of the time. This is never mentioned, as it would never occur to any of the vampires, which only enhances the inherent absentmindedness of the immortal characters.

The three bloodsucking vampires experience a harrowing close call when they are deprived of their dirt. They lose the powers of transformation and hypnotic influence, leaving poor Nadja to her natural charms, which boil down to baseless threats uttered from various prone positions. It’s almost sad and pathetic, but it seems to work for her. Hopefully this is a one-off problem and she doesn’t come to find being pitiful is one of her superpowers.

Colin only watches the 24-hour advertorial channel which explains the features of the luxury hotel on a constant loop. This is mildly annoying to the vampires around him, and must provide sustenance, but Colin really seems to be enjoying the show. This works when he’s so involved in the in-house mini-program he doesn’t notice his roommates’ native soil being vacuumed away by the cleaning crew. But it makes you wonder if, as Colin approaches his hundredth birthday, he needs to get out more.

The problem with energy vampires, as a comedic concept, is finding new ways to make boring things interesting. And here we see it played out from the innermost being of the character. Colin is interested in boring things. He doesn’t even achieve a level of ennui, the suggestion every improv comic dreads when asking the audience for an emotion to play. On one hand, you might think Colin has achieved a level of Zen which is rare and possibly enviable. On the other hand, Buddha appreciated a good joke. He’s always grinning. Colin is barely able to register a smirk.

What We do in the Shadow works best when it is at its most ridiculous, combined with the most mundane. Nandor’s obsession with the Big Bang Theory slot machine is a good example of this. He appreciates how the show captures the energy and feel of the game, and identifies with Sheldon, who he pegs for the leader of the TV show’s group, because he is the tall one. The education he gets from Colin, on the big bang reality of the creation of the universe, is actually quite emotional. The former warrior is on a path to some kind of self-discovery this season, he continually slides into periods of morose reflection.

The vampires are growing in season 3, and the exercise and location shots work wonders for them. It is interesting to watch them interact with humans they call friends, and even go out of their way to do a good deed. The best thing about that is something we only hear in the fade, as Shaun drops the whole bundle on 12. “The Casino” is a sure bet for What We Do in the Shadows, and kibitzers on the line.

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What We Do in the Shadows‘ “The Casino” aired Sept. 16 at 10:00 p.m. on FX.

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[luci-in-trenchcoats]

Homecoming

Request: Charlie flirts with the sister reader and the boys get overprotective of the reader?

Pairing: Charlie x sister!reader

Word Count: 1,000ish

Warnings: language

A/N: So much big brother Winchesters going on...

“Guys! I’m home!” you shouted when you walked into the bunker for the first time in over a year. You bundled down the stairs with your bags, not spotting them in the library. “Sammy! De! It’s your sister you haven’t seen in forever!”

But there was still no response as you rolled your eyes. You hadn’t expected anything but you had missed them and told them when you were coming back so they wouldn’t go out on any hunts. They’d listened to that much at least from where Baby sat in the drive.

You made your way to the kitchen, hungry after your long drive from the airport and in need of some of Dean’s junk food. 

“Surprise!” they shouted, jumping out in front of you as you walked in.

“What the Hell!” you yelled at them, your fists stopping only when you recognized your idiot older brothers. “You don’t sneak up on a hunter.”

“Not even for pie?” asked Dean, walking over to the counter where your gaze landed on a fresh one. 

“Maybe,” you said, Sam already throwing his arms around you and lifting you up. “Hey Sam.”

“Missed you, Y/N,” said Sam, Dean coming back and wrapping his arms around you as well. 

“You aren’t staying away that long ever again,” said Dean as you started to feel crushed.

“I won’t. Now let me down before you two break me,” you said, getting a rush of air back in your lungs when they released you.

“How was Europe?” asked Dean, moving back to the food to cut you a slice and one for himself. “Clean up that continent I hope?”

“Ironically not that many vamps in Transylvania,” you said. “Tons of ghosts over there though. It was fun. Italy was very fun.”

“So how much of your solo run was vacation and hooking up with hot chicks?” asked Dean.

“Dude, Y/N doesn’t hook up,” said Sam. “She...what did you call it? Flings?”

“Hey, I wasn’t getting attached to anyone I wasn’t going to see ever again. I never gave any pretenses to those gorgeous women about how I felt,” you said, Dean scowling.

“I thought you weren’t as bad as me about that kind of thing,” said Dean.

“I’m not. I get them to buy me drinks and get them in bed without even breaking a sweat De,” you said. “Maybe I can teach you sometime.” 

“Oh how I’ve missed you,” said Sam, glad to have his partner in crime back to gang up on Dean.

“I get plenty,” said Dean, giving you the smaller piece of pie. “Welcome home. Eat your damn pie.”

“Always so bossy,” said a cute red head walking into the kitchen. You couldn’t quite place which one she was with. She definitely had a vibe going on that would have made you think she clicked with Sam but the way she responded to Dean told you he very well may have brought her home. He always did have a thing for red heads.

“Charlie, this is Y/N,” said Sam. Okay, so not a one night stand. “Our sis-”

“Guys, you didn’t tell me your sister was hot,” she said, making you blush. “Cute too.”

“This is Charlie. She plays for your team,” said Dean to you before turning in his seat to face Charlie. “And Y/N is off limits.”

“Um, excuse me but last time I checked you weren’t dad,” you said, offering Charlie a smile. Maybe you had a thing for red heads too.

“Just be friends for our sakes,” said Sam, surprising you. He’d always been better about the protective thing but apparently a year without seeing you had made him forget all that.

“Fine,” you said, looking to Charlie who already saw right through it.

It was four hours later when you were still listening to Charlie, how she met the boys and had come into the hunting life. But as she spoke, you couldn’t help but notice how she did the things that told you she was more than interested. She smiled a lot, her eyes would wander down to your lips every so often and she was constantly touching you. Somehow you’d ended up sprawled out on the couch at each end, your legs tangled because somehow that was more comfortable you told yourselves. 

“Ladies, care to head out with us this...what’s going on in here?” asked Sam, looking down over the back of the couch at you and Charlie, giggling about something you’d said like you’d been best friends your whole lives.

“Talking about the first time we asked out someone. Oh that’s a horror story,” you said, Dean crossing his arms. He curled a finger and you sighed. “If you want to talk to me, you can do it in front of Charlie.”

“I don’t want you two dating,” said Dean, looking between the two of you. “You’re both family and this could go south. I really don’t want to have to tell off Charlie if that happens.”

“I’m not even hardcore flirting guys,” said Charlie. “This is like sweet, barely a two. You don’t even want to see me get this up to a five.”

“You’re right, we don’t,” said Sam. “Please guys, don’t-”

“You trusted me enough to go hunt alone for a year. Trust me now,” you said, hoping they’d give you a break. Dean breathed heavy before grabbing Sam by the arm and dragging him out into the hall.

“Want to sneak out while they’re busy?” you asked, Charlie giving you a smile.

“They just want you to be happy. They talked about you all the time. It made me really want to meet you,” she said a little shyly. You didn’t have time to respond before they were back in the room, Sam tossing you your coat as Dean grabbed Charlie’s and gave her it. “What’s happening exactly dude?”

“You guys are going on your first date,” said Dean. “We don’t want to be the asshole brothers who make you unhappy. You’re not a kid anymore kiddo. You can make your own choices.”

“Now do you want to come out with us tonight?” asked Sam.

“What do you say, Y/N?” asked Charlie. “Want to have some fun?”

“First round’s on me.”

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[draculalive]

Jonathan Harker's Journal---continued

He was, I think, surprised to see me. When I came into the room where he was, and introduced myself, he took me by the shoulder, and turned my face round to the light, and said, after a sharp scrutiny:---

"But Madam Mina told me you were ill, that you had had a shock." It was so funny to hear my wife called "Madam Mina" by this kindly, strong-faced old man. I smiled, and said:---

"I was ill, I have had a shock; but you have cured me already."

"And how?"

"By your letter to Mina last night. I was in doubt, and then everything took a hue of unreality, and I did not know what to trust, even the evidence of my own senses. Not knowing what to trust, I did not know what to do; and so had only to keep on working in what had hitherto been the groove of my life. The groove ceased to avail me, and I mistrusted myself. Doctor, you don't know what it is to doubt everything, even yourself. No, you don't; you couldn't with eyebrows like yours." He seemed pleased, and laughed as he said:---

"So! You are physiognomist. I learn more here with each hour. I am with so much pleasure coming to you to breakfast; and, oh, sir, you will pardon praise from an old man, but you are blessed in your wife." I would listen to him go on praising Mina for a day, so I simply nodded and stood silent.

"She is one of God's women, fashioned by His own hand to show us men and other women that there is a heaven where we can enter, and that its light can be here on earth. So true, so sweet, so noble, so little an egoist -- and that, let me tell you, is much in this age, so sceptical and selfish. And you, sir -- I have read all the letters to poor Miss Lucy, and some of them speak of you, so I know you since some days from the knowing of others; but I have seen your true self since last night. You will give me your hand, will you not? And let us be friends for all our lives."

We shook hands, and he was so earnest and so kind that it made me quite choky.

"And now," he said, "may I ask you for some more help? I have a great task to do, and at the beginning it is to know. You can help me here. Can you tell me what went before your going to Transylvania? Later on I may ask more help, and of a different kind; but at first this will do."

"Look here, sir," I said, "does what you have to do concern the Count?"

"It does," he said solemnly.

"Then I am with you heart and soul. As you go by the 10:30 train, you will not have time to read them; but I shall get the bundle of papers. You can take them with you and read them in the train."

After breakfast I saw him to the station. When we were parting he said:---

"Perhaps you will come to town if I send to you, and take Madam Mina too."

"We shall both come when you will," I said.

I had got him the morning papers and the London papers of the previous night, and while we were talking at the carriage window, waiting for the train to start, he was turning them over. His eyes suddenly seemed to catch something in one of them, "The Westminster Gazette" -- I knew it by the colour -- and he grew quite white. He read something intently, groaning to himself: "Mein Gott! Mein Gott! So soon! so soon!" I do not think he remembered me at the moment. Just then the whistle blew, and the train moved off. This recalled him to himself, and he leaned out of the window and waved his hand, calling out: "Love to Madam Mina; I shall write so soon as ever I can."

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