Me Impatiently To The Little French Cat Boiling Me In A Stew: Chat Am I Cooked

Reminder that at the time Transylvania was not Romania, it was part of the Kingdom of Hungary (which was part of the austro-hungarian empire) until 1920.

I think my favorite part from the mirror entry is Jonathan Harker blorboposting like "I am like the protagonist of Arabian Nights and Hamlet fr fr"

They are my blorbo’s blorbos and if they get him through this trying time, let him enjoy them 😤

are you five nights at fucking kidding me

i love that one of jonathan harker's first reactions to being trapped in a terrible horrible no good very bad situation is to compare it to what is essentially pop cultural fiction for him. the arabian nights and hamlet would've been wildly popular at the time (especially given stoker's very close pals henry irving and ellen terry had just staged a successful run of hamlet in the west end & the rise of 'eastern' literature in victorian england)

it's the 1897 equivalent of blorboposting when you're going through it and being like "oh this is just like me fr"

It's funny how schools always painted peer pressure as this shady thing where the cool kids try to aggressively persuade you into doing cool things with them, like they'd want to forcibly wrangle some reluctant nerd along with them to go do crime, have sex and do drugs under a bridge. Nah, they didn't want your nerd ass in there, they'd actively gatekeep these activities from you.

Real peer pressure is the most breathtakingly boring people you know insisting that you should get a boring job and have a baby.

...has anybody done this yet

dead

shoutout to this masterpiece that's been in my drafts for going on 2 years now

I Won't Hurt You

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