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HAPPY HALLOWEEN! 🎃👻

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let's all be danny phantom for halloween and not tell danny

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are you a Byron or Wilde apologist?

concerned citizens from 1895 are messaging me

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I remember october like it was yesterday

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dumb ahh pumpkin

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HAPPY HALLOWEEN!! 🎃👻🦇💜

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I neko atsume'd the new boop cats

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This child who came to my house tonight is literally the funniest human being on the planet. She complimented me on having both lollipops and mini Three Musketeers available because "a lot of houses these days don't give you a fruit flavor option." She was very solemn about this.

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twyla & spectra

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ghosts

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I went in the code again and saw the new Boop paws were vectors this time, so I converted them into some good sized pngs that are a little easier to work.

Save and share to boop your people later!

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During Jonathan’s PTSD attack there is a parallel that emphasises his and Mina’s shared trauma. 

Mina, on the night of her attack, cries out:

“And oh, my God, my God, pity me! He placed his reeking lips upon my throat!“  

Jonathan now shouts:

“Have you felt the Vampire’s lips upon your throat?” (note how Mina had also called him “the Vampire” moments earlier)

It’s the very last sentence on the list of his traumatic events before he breaks down.

(Note that only Dracula has ever been getting called “the Vampire” so far…)

In both situations, after mentioning the lips, they both turn to check up on the other: 

Mina, that night:  “He placed his reeking lips upon my throat!” Her husband groaned again. She clasped his hand harder, and looked at him pityingly, as if he were the injured one.

Jonathan, now: “Have you felt the Vampire’s lips upon your throat?” Here he turned to me, and as his eyes lit on my forehead.

There’s something else that also stands out: how they put emphasis on the lips, instead of on the fangs. 

It’s as if the non-consensual intimacy of it is what truly horrifies them, more than the pain or the fear of the bite.

All those parallels are there to punctuate the fact that they have shared trauma and that they fully realise it, because the moment they mention theirs, they look at the other, as if their partner is the injured one.

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kris_dreemurr_kris

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everything is a transgender allegory except being transgender which is about being alive

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is anyone gonna kill my freak

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Look into my eyeholes, tell me what you see