#we'll finally start to see some good Dracula media made that does justice to Jonathan and the rest of the cast

[see-arcane]

Oh Jonathan, my friend, my boy, my absolute avenging angel, I love everything for you in this scene.

Drac Attack Pack: -gets in a melee skirmish with the cart’s guards-

Jonathan, arm-sized knife out, radiating enough Murder Energy (c) that it can be tasted on the air: Here’s the thing. I’m taking that box. I can do it quickly. Or I can do it slightly slower and covered in the pulp that used to be anyone trying to impede me.

The guards on Jonathan’s side of the cart, all big fans of keeping their skin, limbs, organs, and heads in the same condition they started this trip with, taking a very long step back: Understandable, you enjoy that dirt

Drac Attack Pack: -still mid-scuffle-

Jonathan, already on the cart, physically hoisting the Giant Box Full of Dirt and an Entire Grown-Ass Vampire Man, and chucking the whole thing off like it’s an apple crate: I don’t know why, but I get the strangest feeling someone is watching me with thirsty intent (affectionate)

Mina, Absolutely DELIGHTED to Be Married to All of That 👀, sweating, already mentally planning her journal entry if they survive: Dear Diary, If thing’s weren’t so dire at the moment I would have vaulted down there and climbed my husband like a tree 

Dracula, about to rise for a fun evening of slaughter: >:)

Quincey (💔), mortally wounded but still able to pierce the old bastard’s heart in a dying moment of heroism: Take that! >:) 

Dracula: Oh shit

Jonathan, no thoughts, only Kill the Count, now a living monolith of hate and righteous violence, swinging that kukri blade through Dracula’s throat like a knife through butter: Rest in Pieces, Asshole

Dracula: OH SHIT-- -dust- 

Just...wow. At this point I’ll never hold my breath for any Dracula adaptation to do our favorite Victorian solicitor, loving-to-the-point-of-blasphemy-and-madness wifeguy, and white-haired badass anime man any kind of justice. Writer-directors have just consistently decided not to bother with it, being too ravenous to play into the BS that Van Helsing was the one to be Dracula’s nemesis and the one delivering the killing blow.

But we know. We know who Jonathan Harker is and what he did. And that’s something.