#count-v-dracula

[symphonyofmalice]

The hands holding him were soft, but his throat was a burning flower. In seconds, the wound on his wrist was closed, lingering drops of blood dripping from now-whole skin. Nicolas felt himself faintly growing weaker as he was drained, but he didn’t mind that. At least, not in the moment. The swoon was one of the better ways to go, if he must. His life rarely did him much good. Why not serve someone else’s?

And then the embrace broke, and he was dimly himself again, alone, a little colder and more tired. Vlad’s eyes captivated him. They were so bright blue, like a sunny day to themselves. Vlad was warm now, almost alive.

He might have resisted accepting the offered gift. Drinking the blood of older vampires granted power, and he did not seek power for it’s own sake. But he needed blood, and had no desire to try hunting for a human victim now. Besides, the curiosity did pull and prod at him. What would he see of Vlad’s life? What secrets could he learn? Would it be peaceful, to feel nothing at all?

He swayed forward, curling against Vlad’s chest like a lover, his face buried in the hollow where his neck met his shoulder. He started with a playful lick of the smooth skin, a gentle bite. But from the moment the first splash of blood hit his tongue, he bit down hard, swept up in a purely instinctual response. He had never tasted blood so potent. Armand had been old, of course, but... Vlad’s blood was bitter as aged whisky, and he almost immediately felt it carrying him away in it’s current.

The visions brought on by blood were sometimes metaphorical abstractions, rather than clear thoughts and memories, and such was the case now. Nicolas couldn’t have named a year or a place. What he saw was a demon. Not a fallen angel with dark wings, not an imp or gremlin from some folktale. A entity as dark and primordial as the ooze at the bottom of the ocean. A black crevice that could suck in light and life, with only the slightest surface transformed by their warmth. Like some inverse of Descartes demon, that beast was the only real thing, Vlad and the whole world around it only affectations and illusion. Nicolas pulled away as soon as he felt able, the taste of the blood still bitter on his tongue. Thank you he thought but wasn’t sure if he could or should say aloud.

symphonyofmalice​:

An odd shiver passed through Nicolas at the sight of the raw hunger in the count’s eyes. He was no stranger to that hunger, had been on both sides of it more than once. And yet, it still affected him, though he couldn’t articulate how.

He felt every press and stroke of Vlad’s fingers over his wrist. He didn’t resist the inexorable pull toward his companion’s mouth. Even though it had been his own offer, there was a flicker of reaction as teeth finally broke skin- a slight swell in his pulse, a little gasp of air, a brief clench in his muscles.

It was there and gone in a flash, as he surrendered to the familiar sensation of rhythmic pulling against his veins. His limbs went soft and loose, his eyes half-lidded, his heart slowed. He didn’t know what, if anything, Vlad was seeing in his blood. He didn’t pick and choose particular memories. It could have been anything, from his mortal years to his time at the theater. It might have even been any of the other times he’d been fed on, the troupe assuring him it was for his own good, to calm the fevered frenzy of his mind.

Nicolas gave no word or look of acknowledgement or assent as Vlad changed position. He simply let out a long, breathy sigh as he felt the bittersweet, seductive sting at his throat. He lay pliant in his companion’s grip as Vlad took what he pleased.

The hold Vlad on Nicolas was gentle and supportive, unlike the frenzied lock of his teeth at the fresh spot he wounded, tore open to have the life stream down his throat. It howled through him, a din of sound and of the liquid sacrifice a rushing torrent reviving his spirit and body with every fresh draw he took into himself. The blood sang through him, wrapped itself around his rotted heart and merged with the black bile of his own veins, bringing him that eternally coveted sense of feeling.

As much as Vlad would have left only a drop left in Nicolas, he was ready to repay the favor. The shadows of his mind now receded deep back into the hollow of him, the heaviness of his spirit remedied and elevated. Pulling back, Vlad’s mouth glistened with the ruby nectar and a small enthused smile pulled at one bloodied corner of his mouth, his arms still about Nicolas as he looked upon him with the vibrant, incandescent blue of his eyes.

Vigorous effort was made to peel away the cuffs of his blouse and the low collar of encircling his throat, giving Nicolas the choice where to accept the offering Vlad made of himself. Those that took from Vlad often felt a surge of the power he possessed, how bitter and vile the sludge of his veins was, and the terror of him. The terror being the hellish demon that lived under a fleshy prison, it lurked in the diseased current of his veins, it nourished itself off the pulp of Vlad’s heart – it was Vlad.

[chasseurlegendaire]

🗡️ Traitors don't deserve happy endings. Your days are numbered, Hector. You had your chance.

Talk to Hector! (send 🗡️ if you want)

Sometimes he hears that voice. His old Master. But Hector had preferred to just assume that it's not him, it's all his head toying with itself. Trying to rise paranoia in him.

It's been like this for years. He would hear Dracula's voice echoing in his mind, feel shadows over him having weight, his body remembering hands on his shoulder. On his knee. On his...

They really were gentle, like a lover. But they also were moments away from grasping his neck, tearing fang and burning gaze. His flesh is permanently marked in a way different than his partner. He existed for his Master's pleasure. Serve him and his needs in exchange... Hector would never be preyed upon again.

If only he could truly see that it was the Master who preyed upon him the most.

"I am aware." Hector speaks to the image of Dracula, in the middle of his mind. Should he stare, he's piercing through him. He is a phantom. This is his addled mind to make a prison for his darkest thoughts. Here he heals by destroying these images violently until there's nothing left and he can be left serene, naked to the light. Pure again. at least he can be.

In his head.

"Yet. I do not feel the need to be afraid anymore. I accept my fate."

[sillymachiine]

my new song, renfields syndrome ft kasane teto is or now! please go check it out :-)

it's a song based on r.m renfield from bram strokers dracula because i relate a lot to him and his relationship with the titular count. it's a little personal but also funny because it has minecraft and eoblox sound effects.

[v-thinks-on]

Count Dracula, sequestered away from society for his unconventional lifestyle.

Jonathan Harker, terrified of temptation.

Lucy Westenra, overflowing with the flush of life and love for all her suitors.

Mina Murray Harker, tainted by a single intimate encounter.

R.M. Renfield, seduced and thought mad.

[pyramultimuse]

@count-v-dracula [closed starter] Love Rekindled

Defeating Dracula had not gone the way Gabriel had thought. He had stopped the vampire children from swarming, but Vlad had other plans for the monster hunter. Memories once lost to Van Helsing were forcibly unlocked during their battle and with the overwhelming emotions were startling. Gabriel fled, scared of these feelings far much more than facing death.

Weeks to months he was running, trying to hide, but he could feel the vampire's presence everywhere. Vlad had to be following him, every night he could sense him and those memories and feelings became more intense. Gabriel ached being alone but at the same time did not want to surrender himself to this monster. He couldn't believe these memories were real, they had to be some sort of trick to manipulate his mind and heart. The only way to find out was to confront him.

He mustered up all the courage he had and went to where he sensed Vlad once the sun had set. Of course the vain vampire would be staying at the most lavish building, with such great power the vampire apparently had great wealth as well. Or maybe he had simply killed the rich owner and claimed it for himself. He pondered this only for a moment as he came up to the building, finding that the large door unlocked itself as he tried to enter. Seems his presence was expected.

"Vlad." Gabriel called out as he entered the mansion that was dimly lit by torches and a candle chandelier hanging in the main hall.

[phoenixduelist]

@count-v-dracula @ashortdropandasuddenstop

Women in STEM (Smut, Trauma, Enemies to lovers, Masquerade balls)

[victory-cookies]

*dracula voice* whalussy

[dilfkillerr]

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[chasseurlegendaire]

🎲+ Dracula

send 🎲 to generate a kiss!

43. A bloody kiss

(( kinda lost where i was going with this one. but it's related to that "bad end v2" I talked about before. I might end up rewritting something related to this ))

He tried. So hard.

But his injury, the sickness overtaking his body and his delirium had him trapped as much as lying there was. Within Julia’s mountain nook did she briefly leave him heal, dressing his wounds and giving him medicine before leaving after Hector. He thanked her even through his struggle to stay alive. But she never returned. Instead, what came for him was neither who he expected nor wanted, as the figure that nearly crushes him isn’t Hector, either.

The struggle meant nothing. He was taken advantage of once again, blood soaked bandages torn from him and the rest of the linens keeping him warm. Trevor is cold and growing more so by the second, as Dracula made it all too clear of what his intentions are. He can hear that voice - he swears it sounded like Hector, but hollow and distant - telling him that there’s no hope. Not when he needs to be taught why one does not cross the king of vampires, the Dark Lord.

He hates how vulnerable he’s become, too weak to even strike Dracula or put much effort into pushing his face back. Nothing stopped the monster’s fangs from violently puncturing his neck, holding him down and draining him dry. Parts of his body went instantly numb, his legs bent at the knee in an attempt to push against this oppressive shadow, but no strength came to aid him. Trevor’s heart, as fast as it was pounding before, begins to slow down with his squirming. He knows now that he will die, yet. His body, his soul, his very being now belongs to Dracula to do as he pleases. His sense of feeling still remains in part, being pulled into a sickeningly familiar embrace saved for lovers, fangs gone from his neck and to his chest. He gasps for breath that does him no justice, lungs failing to function fully. His body is betraying him as Trevor can feel the end coming, his fingers curling unconsciously against familiar silver hair, back arched with the help of claw tipped hands and his mouth now slack and violated.

It’s the last thing he sees.

The kiss administered a part of his own blood - oh God, he is tasting himself and that of something infernal - and he just. Cannot. Fight anymore. Dracula silently, all while having stolen the face of his newest companion, force fed his captive. Dark blood is seeping into their kiss, belonging to the Count himself, and it tastes like liquid sin. There’s a spark and the fallen hunter can kiss him back if only to get more at that taste. It’s the curse making him move even as he is dead. It has to be. He can only pretend that it’s Hector, that after this things will go back to normal and he can run home to his wife with two new friends for her to share. Not the punishment of becoming a likely plaything for an angry beast who will resume his bloody reign over Wallachia.

And he hears it. Or doesn’t, as his heart stopped moments ago. His body has died. His spirit is sold even when it was never for purchase. Stolen by his family’s ancient enemy who, this time, isn’t going to stop when his heart does.

When he wakes next, he won’t be Trevor C. Belmont anymore.

[saintatreidess]

(MINOR) SPOILERS FOR BOTH NOSFERATU (2024) & THE NOVEL DRACULA AHEAD!

modernity in nosferatu (2024) & dracula

it’s been almost 24 hours since i saw robert eggers’ nosferatu and i’m still in shock by how well crafted this film is. all my expectations for a dracula adaptation have been met. it’s obviously not a faithful adaptation of the novel. but we’ve seen that even adaptations that claim faithfulness end up fumbling what the story is about (cough, cough, bram stoker’s dracula (1992)). so, with that in mind, i think it’s better for a movie to do its own thing as long as it includes the themes at the core of dracula. and this is what nosferatu (2024) does really well.

what i want to talk about here is the topic of modernity in the story. it’s a central theme in the novel. there are a lot of references to late 19th century technological & scientific innovation. the count dracula is wary of modernity. he doesn’t understand it so he almost fears it. there is an opposition between modernity and old/paganism. this opposition can also be interpreted as "west v east".

this is referenced a lot in robert eggers’ nosferatu. when thomas hutter arrives at count orlok’s castle he asks his host about the local population’s superstitions. this angers the count who calls said superstitions idiotic (or something like this, i don’t remember the exact quote). obviously in the movie the main reason orlok goes to the west (germany in the movie, england in the novel) is to get to ellen. but there’s another reason, which is that in the 19th century western world (at least in the cities) pagan beliefs are practically gone. it’s a "modern" world in which people are no longer superstitious. they don’t believe in the supernatural, in vampires.

in his home country, orlok is threatened by pagan beliefs. by moving west, he can claim victims and get away with it because he’s protected by the upholding of modern science and rational thinking, which replaced superstition long ago. in the movie, the germans think that the doings of orlok are the plague. the existence of a blood-thirsty demon is ridiculous to them. this idea is represented by the character of herr harding (aaron taylor-johnson), whose rational mind ends up costing him the loss of his family and his own life.

that being said, in the novel, what ends up causing count dracula’s downfall is his weariness of modernity that i mentioned above. he uses "archaic" means of transportation to escape the hunting team made of van helsing, dr seward, mina & jonathan harker etc. he travels by sail instead of steamboat, carriage instead of steam train, the list goes on. but what allows the count’s foes to defeat him is in fact the belief that modernity/science and superstition are complementary and not opposite. van helsing uses both a scientific and pagan approach to eventually kill the vampire. so, don’t get it twisted, the novel doesn’t try to say that "modernity = good & superstition = bad" or vice versa. rather i think it offers a more nuanced take, suggesting that one doesn’t necessarily have to cancel out the other.

gif credits: junkfoodcinemas

[v-thinks-on]

My Dear Lady,

I write on the behalf of Mr. Jonathan Harker.

He has fallen ill and though his health improves, I cannot permit him to leave my care. However, he begs for your presence at his side. He is with me at Carfax Abbey in Essex. Come past 10 to-night if you wish to see him. You may remain as my guest to be with him for as long as you wish.

Your obedient servant,

Count Vlad Dracula

(Read More on AO3)

[riboism]

haunted ═╬ m.list

♱ pairing: vampire! p.sh x fem reader

♱ synopsis: a young woman seeking a fresh start takes a job as a live-in housekeeper for the mysterious count who resides in a grand but decaying gothic estate on the edge of a wary town. the villagers warn her of his dangerous reputation, spinning tales of curses and dark deeds, but necessity drives her to stay. as she works tirelessly to bring order to the neglected home, she finds herself torn between the unsettling rumors and her growing infatuation with count park—a reclusive, strikingly beautiful man who claims to be a nocturnal artist. strange dreams and eerie moments in the mysterious castle blur the line between reality and imagination, leaving her questioning whether the true danger lies in the man—or in her own heart.

♱ content tags: vampire au, gothic romance, gothic horror, story takes place circa early 1900s, reincarnation, smut, angst, forbidden love, slowburn, lots of yearning, nosferatu/bram stroker’s dracula/edward scissorhands vibes

♱ playlist: haunted- beyonce, out like a light- the honeysticks, running up that hill- kate bush, lovesong- the cure, angel in the snow- elliot smith, young & beautiful- lana del rey, ultraviolence- lana del rey, bord to die- lana del rey, everybody wants to rule the world- tears for fears, little dark age- mgmt

ACT I: THE ARRIVAL

ACT II: THE COUNT

ACT III: THE WOMAN IN THE PAINTING

ACT IV: THE CAT

ACT V: THE FIRE

ACT VI: THE SACRIFICE

EPILOGUE

[muppet-facts]

Muppet Fact #1234

Despite his resemblance to Bela Lugosi's portrayal of Dracula, The Count's status as a vampire is questionable.

While the specification chart in the 1998 style guides says Count von Count's only similarities to Dracula are visual, his profile on the Sesame Workshop webpage suggested that he is related to the famous vampire.

Additionally, the creator of Count von Count, Norman Stiles, said to performer Jerry Nelson that The Count is "a vampire, but not a real vampire."

However, in his WIRED interview, Count von Count said in response to the question "Is the Count on Sesame Street a vampire?": "Yes, but I am a vampire with an unquenchable thirst for numbers." This is in reference to traditional vampires who exhibited arithmomania.

Even though Count von Count has never been explicitly labeled as a vampire on screen, the current information leaves it ambiguous at best.

Sources:

"Specification Chart." In Sesame Street Style Guide. Children's Television Workshop. 1998. (Pages accessed on the Muppet Wiki.) https://muppet.fandom.com/wiki/Sesame_Street_style_guide_(1998).

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[jobean12-blog]

Insatiable

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader (Vampire AU)

Word Count: 893

Summary: Bucky will never tolerate any harm coming to you and he will do anything to protect you.

Author's Note: Another little piece for Kinktober! I can never leave out my favorite AU and Vampire!Bucky is one of my fave kinks! 🫠🔥 The inspiration for this came from Castlevania season 1- if you haven't seen the show it doesn't matter, I just love the idea of Dracula losing his mind bc anyone tries to hurt his love. Thank you all so much for reading! Much love always! ❤️❤️❤️Divider by the sweet @firefly-graphics thank you Daisy!🥰

Warnings: soft sweetness, mentions of b-l-oo-d, fi-g-e-r-in-g, p-in-v, Vampire!Bucky bc he's just so hot lol

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His blue eyes pierce the darkness of night as he gazes down on the slumbering village, unmoving on the large balcony even as you approach.

“I was wondering where you had gone,” you whisper as you curl yourself against him. “I hate being in bed without you.”

He removes his gaze from the village and settles it on you, the radiant skin of his brow furrowing when he sees your bare skin.

With a tsk of disapproval he removes his shirt and drapes it over your shoulders, cocooning you with its warmth as he presses you against his body. He drags his eyes away from you and stares back out over the village.

You lay a palm on his bare chest, feeling nothing but his cool skin. “Talk to me.”

He rests his hand over yours. “I’m going to burn that city to the ground.”

The words come out in a rumble of a warning, his eyes glowing and his fangs elongating.

“No,” you state, sliding in front of him so you can draw his attention. “You’re not.”

With a sly smile his focus returns to you. “Is that so doll?”

He cages you against the iron railing of the balcony and ghosts his fingers along your collarbone, moving higher until he pushes his shirt from your shoulder.

“Mm hm,” you hum, pressing yourself closer to him.

His dark eyelashes kiss his cheeks as he feels every inch of your naked body and his hands glide along your curves.

But when he speaks the next words his grip tightens and his eyes flash. “But they tried to take you from me. Tried to take the only thing that makes this eternity worth enduring.”

“James,” you whisper, brushing your fingertips along his jaw. “They didn’t succeed. You saved me. I’ll always be safe with you.”

His fingers ghost over your hip to grab your elbow before they continue sliding along your arm until he catches your wrist in his hand and leans his cheek into your palm.

“They need to pay for what they’ve done,” he murmurs as he lifts your hand and presses his lips to each fingertip. “I will make them bleed.”

“You can’t punish all of them for the wrong doings of only a few.”

“I can,” he says, his voice deep and powerful. “Besides doll,” he croons, his smirk growing, “how do you plan to stop me?”

Your own grin graces your features as you remove your hand from his and take his wrist, sliding his fingers down between your breasts and along your stomach.

His breath hitches ever so slightly as his eyes track the movement.

“A distraction,” he simpers.

You catch your bottom lip between your teeth and nod.

“For the rest of eternity?” he teases.

“Are you complaining?” you ask when his fingers meet the apex of your thighs.

You release his hand and he doesn’t move, his touch teasing.

“If I could stay buried inside you forever,” he murmurs, nipping lightly along your throat with his fangs, “I would.”

You shiver and spread your legs wider when his fingers dip lower. His free hand slides firmly around your neck and his fangs still hover above your delicate skin as he runs his nose the length of your throat, inhaling your scent into his lungs.

“You smell good enough to eat,” he hums when he slips two fingers inside you.

Your head rolls to the side, exposing more of your neck as you thrust your hips onto his fingers, whispered pleas for more falling from your parted lips.

“You tempt the beast inside me doll,” he growls.

“I want you…every way I can have you James.”

The drag of his fingers is slow, torturous and purposeful.

His cool lips graze along your jaw before they find yours and he draws out every breath from your lungs, pushing harder and deeper with his fingers.

“James,” you gasp as your legs start to tremble.

Without warning he pulls his fingers from inside you and lifts them between your bodies, the moonlight illuminating his glistening skin. He brings them to his lips, licking and sucking them clean of every last drop with a satisfied growl.

“They tried to take you from me,” he repeats, his eyes growing darker even as a soft glow surrounds his irises. “Tried to take this from me.”

As he speaks the words he grabs your thigh and spreads you open, lifting your leg and wrapping it around his waist. He fills you in one hard thrust, your back arching and bending back over the railing.

He holds you in his embrace, his hips still as he nips and sucks along the swell of your breasts.

“James…please,” you beg.

When his lips reach your pulse point he bites down hard enough to draw blood, his fangs caressing the spot before he soothes it with his tongue.

“You would have me do nothing when they try to take everything from me?” he whispers into your skin, his voice raspy with need. “I can’t lose you.”

He starts to move; each roll of his hips deliberate as he chokes out the next words and wraps his hand more tightly around your neck, drawing you impossibly closer.

“I can’t lose you and I’ll do anything to protect my Angel. Even if it means I have to be the Devil.”

@book-dragon-13 @hiddles-rose @randomfandompenguin @goldylions @buckysdollforlife @blackwidownat2814 @lizette50

[see-arcane]

So this is from the ending of Dracula (1973) from Purple Playhouse. No one has seen this low-budget play-movie, so it hasn't influenced anyone. Here, the morning has come and Jonathan has cornered and is about to kill Dracula, while Mina, scarred and teeth sharp, is possessed by Dracula (there are no subtitles online, transcription attempts mine). (In this, Dracula bit Jonathan on-screen and left him to the Brides (who declare him their new husband) before he somehow escaped.)

Dracula (to Jonathan): "You must in your master's extremity, pity his peril! Must Jonathan, who has known my kiss, bring to an end to he who has lived for a thousand years?" Dracula: "My children… my Jonathan, my Mina. Shall my children not sucker and nourish ME as I would THEM? Shall they draw their faces away from their OWN blood?" Dracula (touching the stake Jonathan holds): "My dears, the blood that shall spurge at this stake is ours! OURS. We could live ten thousand years, my darling." (Mina snaps out of it and runs to get between them, shouting as she grabs a stake, grinning like crazy) Mina: "Never! Never! Never!" Dracula: "My sister! My bride. Flesh of my flesh. Kin of my kin. My best beloved one. Come to me, my darling." (Mina shakes her head. Stakes him in the chest. He screams and falls. Mina and Jonathan cling to each other.) Mina: "Had to be one of us, Jonathan. You and me."

Like I said, no one has seen this mini film, but the familial dynamic it suggests between them is unique https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AR92Kyqe4TQ&t=64s

Well obviously I had to sit through the whole thing (or at least the whole video, I saw the note about the missing reel but eh)

Oh my god. This is simultaneously the most ham and cheese ridiculous thing I’ve ever seen but also so obviously made by someone who paid attention to the book and added actually fitting twists!

Wolves at the door! Sack full of baby mention! Dracula being painfully theatrically bi all over Jonathan, Mina, and Lucy! Jonathan with PTSD! The whole would-be Drac x Mina setup getting bait-and-switched at the end with Mina being the one to stake the fucker while he’s in the middle of his big Shakespearean eyelash-batting at Jonathan, breaking the Dracutrance on her through the power of love (Jonathan) and FUCK THIS GUY (Dracula)! 100/10!!!

But also—I am going extremely insane about the elements you pointed out regarding Dracula viewing the blood drinking/vampiric connection as simultaneously a familial and amorous binding. It really chases the ‘blood of my blood, kin of my kin’ statement through the full gamut of meanings. True, it might have just been Count Hammiest Dracula trying to pull heartstrings on the Harkers, but the point stands. Even if he was playing for sympathy in the delivery, the idea that Dracula considers his conscripts as ‘his’ on all levels of relationship due to literal blood sharing is an interesting leap taken off the novel’s passing remark through Van Helsing about the blood transfusions equating a kind of marriage. Much to gnaw on.

Also also also—REDHEAD MINA SPOTTED! IN AN AUTUMNAL FASHION PALETTE!! MY DREAM CAME TRUE IN THE 70’S!!!

[chasseurlegendaire]

"Well, if you kept your partner satisfied then she may not have to go to others for her needs."

Oh boy he is so leaping OVER that fucking line. Someone stop him.

"Hector you are crossing a dangerous line, there."

How dare he even think about going for his wife!!