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I think a fundamental difference between book Dracula and Nosferatu is how the protagonists work as a collective. In Dracula, they are the Scooby Gang (trusting, collaborative, polyamorous). In Nosferatu, they are the teens from an 80s slasher (suspicious, deceitful, jealous). The count can be defeated, but only the power of friendship can save Mina.

Everybody's talking about how they want the Switch 2 to have Ultra HD Super Special 60FPS Graphics or whatever but what I REALLY want for the Switch 2 is for them to bring back fucking customisation and PERSONALITY.

The fun stuff like Face Raiders or Badge Arcade. The little jingles that played when you selected a game on the Wii. The way that the 3DS built on that jingle idea by including 3D dioramas with the game's title on the top screen that spun around when you blew into the microphone.

The backgrounds you could buy that played music in the 3DS's home menu. The way the activity log on the 3DS was a little book.

And the E-Shop music! And when you downloaded a game from the 3DS E-Shop you could check your progress by watching the little cubes be dropped into the game's home screen icon. The way when the game finished downloading, it was wrapped in a present that you had to unwrap in the home screen.

And the Miis. Miis were awesome.

The Switch was so lifeless in comparison, I want it all to come back. :(

Update: LMAO someone on Reddit called me an "ungrateful little shit" for *checks notes* expressing disappointment that the Switch 2 only comes in monochrome black. Wow.

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Nosferatu (2024) / Jennifer’s Body (2009)

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jungkook cutely telling us a secret 🥺 (trans. cr. tteokminnie)

She placebo on my effect til I feel like something happened

HOLD THE LINE!! KEEP PUSHING!!!!!

Okay so Victorian erotica is literally the most heinous, morally bankrupt, horrific shit I've ever read - but I've read a fair bit, partly from historical interest but also because a while back I helped a friend with a university project she was doing about censorship and pornography in 19th century England.

Anyway I need to share with you all the most hilarious line that has ever been written, circa 1887:

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