#ellen x orlok

[darklinaforever]

Since the anti of Nosferatu 2024 / the Orlok & Ellen romance are partly seen as a form of necrophilia... Do they consider The Shape of Water a zoophilic film ? 😂😭

[descendinight]

‘‘ I am unclean ’’ from Nosferatu 草图

[wulfhalls]

nosferatu (2024) dir. robert eggers // kiss of death (1908) by włodzimierz błocki

[margonika00]

The bride of a dead man. 🥀

[wifehorrors]

𝔜𝔬𝔲 𝔞𝔯𝔢 𝔪𝔶 𝔄𝔣𝔣𝔩𝔦𝔠𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫

[jackytaylor]

NOSFERATU (2024) — dir. Robert Eggers

[ashleycheree]

The scent of lilacs was strong in the rain.

[dntlz]

Nosferatu (2024), in the style of Lotte Reiniger's silhouette animation films.

[enchantedchocolatebars]

A Moment in Needlework

Summary: Remember how once we were. A moment. Remember?

Ao3 version

Enjoy!

Inside the eerie abandoned ruin home he was temporarily residing in, the count was sitting in a chair in the corner of a dark room, his concentration deep as he appeared to be stitching the sides of what looked like a small stuffed wolf.

His disease-ridden rodents, who usually scampered around him, spreading the plague, were sleeping peacefully together in piles in the room, with two piles near his feet.

No magic was employed during the creation of the plush, which was made entirely by hand from patterning, cutting, stitching, and stuffing.

While meticulously working with the needle and thread, Orlok was careful not to prick any of his long fingers, and an almost rare smile crossed his face.

He seemed to be reminiscing on a moment.

A favorable one that has stayed with him for centuries.

She would have been beside him throughout the needlework process, watching him with encouraging eyes and a smile while occasionally guiding him and helping him fix any sewing mistakes he made.

Remember how once we were. A moment. Remember?

...

"Liev, my love, come quick!"

After hearing his beloved wife's call, Liev opened the door of the baby room.

The cream-colored nursery had a small crib with delicate sheets draped over the sides of it along with little decorations and a hearth to keep the baby warm during cold nights.

Liev gazed at his soulmate rocking gently in the room's rocking chair as their pet husky slept at her feet.

She looked to be concealing a surprise behind her back, and as her brown eyes connected with his green ones, a smile crossed his face, a flutter in his chest.

Elena's hair was tailbone length and copper-colored, with a small black mole above her lip.

"What is it, dragul meu?" asked Liev as he walked towards the rocking chair.

Elena's smile was fully formed as she brought forth her right hand from behind her back, revealing a small brown stuffed bear with button eyes and an innocent embroidered smile.

"I made him for our child," she softly stated, placing the bear in her husband's hand.

After turning his gentle gaze to the toy, Liev began slowly combing its fur with the back of his thumb.

The craftsmanship of his wife was impeccable, and the bear was evidently made with a great deal of care and love.

"Isn't he just adorable?" Elena asked with a giggle.

"I think you should make one too, Liev. I feel our child would be very appreciative of such a gift from their tată."

"I would love to, dragul meu, but you are aware of my busy schedule." Still smiling, Liev kissed her cheek.

"It'll only take a few minutes," Elena pleaded in a cheery tone. "Can you not spare some time from your countly duties for your child? For me? Please, Liev?"

As soon as the count witnessed puppy dog eyes being pulled out by both his wife, as well as his husky who had just woken up from his nap, he knew he was outnumbered.

He soon sighed in defeat, rolling his eyes in an exaggerated, playful manner.

"Very well then." Liev kissed her knuckles softly.

A happy expression shined on the husky's face as he opened his mouth, wagging his tail excitedly.

Placing hands on Liev's cheeks, Elena began to gently caress his face, leaning in to give a quick, soft kiss to his lips.

"Thank you."

A warm feeling stirred in both their stomachs.

...

"... Tell me again why I can't just use my magic to create this toy for our child, Elena?" Liev asked his wife with an irksome sigh as he turned to look at her.

He was now the one seated in the rocking chair, with a needle and thread in one hand, and a plush that appeared to be a husky but resembled a wolf more with an open tummy of stuffing in his other hand.

The fact that he had pricked his hand so many times with the needle caused him to have an irritated tone.

"It diminishes the enjoyment of doing it by hand, my love," Elena told him.

"But the needle persists in poking my hand."

"That's because you're not properly closing the opening. Here, let me help you," Elena offered as she placed her hands over Liev's.

"You do it like this," she gently instructed, guiding her husband's hands to slowly sew the tummy of the husky wolf.

Elena proceeded to smile, and so did her husky when he took a look at the finished toy.

He let out a bark, and Elena nodded her head at the canine. "Yes, he does look like you!" she agreed with a giggle before focusing on her husband.

Her gaze softened, and so did her voice.

"Our child will be greatly touched by this special gift, Liev," she said, pressing a kiss to his cheek, smiling.

Liev nodded, a soft smile forming on his face. "Yes, they will."

...

The sides of the stuffed wolf were finally stitched, but as Orlok stared at it fixedly, he observed how sad the toy appeared even though it had a smile on its face.

This caused the count's rare smile to slowly fade, it being replaced with a look of pain, which reached to his chest.

Although sewing brought back good memories of Elena, it also brought back painful ones.

Ones of her death due to the plague.

Ones of his child never being born and experiencing death rather than life while inside their mother's stomach.

The pain in Orlok's chest grew more intense.

He still to this day couldn't help but blame himself for their deaths.

If only he had...

"Îmi pare atât de rău iubiera mea...," he whispered softly.

[apoloadonisandnarcissus]

"You are mine."

[the-crooked-library]

i think i've mentioned it before in passing but it still fucks me up how Orlok is a physical manifestation of every "wrong and sinful" desire that Ellen tries to repress, as well as the panic that is associated with them.

the first sexual urges of her puberty (he claims her "ever-eternally"). the desire to dominate her husband (he dominates Thomas at the castle, demanding the subservience she never could). her queerness (he drinks from Anna, long and deep, and destroys Harding's family). the desperate longing for companionship, regardless of how dark and abnormal she believes herself to be (he answers her call from miles away, crosses an ocean for her, wants her, wants her, wants her - but she cannot imagine being wanted without repercussions, and so he brings the plague with him, a punishment for the sin of receiving what she craves).

Ellen is a mess of crushing guilt. she only ever sees ugliness in herself and i think it's so compelling to see her being desired above all else - not despite, but because of that ugliness, y'know?..

[descendinight]

"Dream of me. Only me." from Nosferatu 2024

[wulfhalls]

nosferatu dir. robert eggers // tod und das mädchen - egon schiele

[margonika00]

King Rat 🐭👑

[lingeringpeanutbutter]

[jackytaylor]

NOSFERATU (2024) — dir. Robert Eggers