#Lenore the lady ghost

[sir-se]

I've been meaning to draw something for Poe Party show since I watched it because it has gripped me and will never leave my brain

especially mother lenore for no specific reason

#art #edgar allan poe's murder mystery dinner party #poe party #shipwrecked comedy #lenore the lady ghost #guy de vere #edgar allan poe

[booigi-boi]

Wouldn't be Halloween without some spooky Shipwrecked characters 🎃

Maybe I'm biased cause I love goats and Black Phillip, but Sean's BP is the coolest looking Shipwrecked character and you just have to agree with me 🐐🖤

Close ups under cut 👻

#shipwrecked #shipwrecked comedy #headless a sleepy hollow story #edgar allan poe's murder mystery dinner party #friends til the end #little vvomen #headless #headless series #poe party #black phillip #dracula #headless horseman #lenore #lenore the lady ghost #halloween #spooky season #my art #art #art post #digital #digital art #fan art #fanart #sketch #drawing #artist on tumblr #artists on tumblr

[what-the-bally-hell]

you must've been looking for me, sendin' smoke signals

they have been plaguing my mind since I first watched poe party, I love them so much so I attempted drawing them

bonus drawing under the cut (it's not as good soz)

#all I want is for them to be happy forever #also yes I am aware that wells' goggles are the wrong way round but icba redo it #im not great at drawing so pls don't bully me #i tried #wellenore #hg wells #h.g. wells #lenore the lady ghost #lenore nevermore #lenore #edgar allen poe's murder mystery dinner party #poe party #edgar allan poe's murder mystery invite only casual dinner party/gala for friends potluck #shipwrecked #shipwrecked comedy #shipwrecked fanart #blake silver #sinead persaud #fanart

[icecreampizzer]

MORE OF THESE DOODLES ... the wellenore one is somewhat a redraw of this old art I made. damn

#shipwrecked comedy #poe party #hg wells #lenore the lady ghost #wellenore #hiiiiii im BACK!!! ON MY BULLSH #im feeling nostalgic sawry #wild to see how different I draw them now.. #gene art

[man-down-in-hatchet-town]

Poe Party: Invisible Emily and the Guest List

I know Emily telling Edgar that he invited her when he fails to realize that she's a guest is part of the whole No-One-Remembers-Emily-Dickinson joke, but it also serves as the first indicator that he didn't actually make the guest list. And Lenore's confusion over Emily indicates that she didn't as well.

In fact, you could argue that Annabel being the only one to really notice and be kind to Emily, in addition to being a good character moment, is a subtle indication that she was the one who actually "chose" who was coming to the party. (I know it was actually Eddie who picked everyone, but he says that he manipulated her as she made the list, implying that she still was the one who chose to invite Emily, even if she was tricked into doing so.)

Just a cool little moment where the dialogue is doing multiple things at once.

(I've started my rewatch!!)

#Poe Party #edgar allan poe's murder mystery dinner party #Poe Party Edgar Allan Poe #Poe Party Annabel Lee #Poe Party Emily Dickinson #Lenore the Lady Ghost #Edward de Vere #Eddie the banker #shipwrecked comedy #rewatchers2000

[wigglyscardigan]

wellenore walked so lautski could run

#starkid #shipwrecked comedy #shipwrecked #poe party #npmd #nerdy prudes must die #edgar allan poe's murder mystery dinner party #wellenore #lautski #lenore x hg wells #lenore the lady ghost #lenore #hg wells #steph lauter #stephanie lauter #peter spankoffski #steph lauter x peter spankoffski

[missretrosthrowbackdiner-archive]

Sinead Persaud as Lenore the Lady Ghost

Edgar Allen Poe's Murder Mystery Dinner Party Ch. 1- The Bells

#gifs #shipwrecked comedy #shipwrecked #shipwreckedcomedyedit #poepartyedit #poe party #lenoreedit #lenore the lady ghost #sinead persaud #im so mad tumblr reduced the quality sm #edgar allen poe's murder mystery dinner party #byholloway

[asoftershipwrecked]

"weep now or never more" or whatevs

credits to @asofterstorm

#lenore #lenore the lady ghost #poe party #edgar allan poe's murder mystery dinner party #shipwrecked comedy #asoftershipwrecked #lumi's remix #a softer storm remix #comic 38

[shipwrecked-death-match]

#whyyyyyyyy #i feel like hg would sacrafice himself for lenore #but idk #shipwrecked comedy #shipwrecked death match #poe party #edgar allen poe's murder mystery dinner party #edgar allan poe's murder mystery dinner party #lenore the lady ghost #hg wells

[jaynaneeya]

Day 1 - Costume

Sinéad’s most iconic costume is of course the Poe Party Lenore dress, which was also the dress worn by Jennifer Aniston in the pilot of Friends, and I’m particularly fond of the way it was paired with red reindeer antlers in A Cryptmas Carol.

#10 days of sinead #sinead persaud #cryptmas carol #shipwrecked comedy #lenore the lady ghost #iconic dress is iconic

[capybaraonabicycle]

I couldn't resist

#12th doctor #Lenore the lady ghost #Doctor who #The husbands of river song #Shipwrecked comedy #A cryptmas Carol #Fanart #Kinda tempted to draw River x HG too now #River and Lenore would love each other I think

[copiousloverofcopia]

I absolutely love your Sister of Sin cosplay! I was wondering do you cosplay any other characters as well????

Aww thank you and yes I do! I have a ton of cosplays I have done.

Here's a few

#You asked I answered #cosplay #cosplayer #Sabrina #Sabrina Spellman #chilling adventures of Sabrina #Tanjiro #demon slayer #lady dimitrescu #resident evil 8 #Lenore #Castlevania #inukimi #Inuyasha #yashahime #death #sandman #not ghost for a change

[man-down-in-hatchet-town]

HG being the one to suggest the seance and Lenore being all cute and proud that he listened to her and ran with what she told him.

WELLENORE ❤️❤️❤️ THEY ARE JUST TOO CUTE I LOVE THEM

#Poe Party #edgar allan poe's murder mystery dinner party #Poe Party HG Wells #Lenore the Lady Ghost #Wellenore #Shipwrecked comedy #rewatchers2000

[joleenjackalope]

So I have some Lenore thoughts, I like the idea of her a lot. But I don't think she's worth her price. So here are just some of my thoughts, as well as my doodling out some of those thoughts. I don't think she necessarily needs all these things, it's more that I let my internal rants about how she could be better guide me out of my art block these past couple days.

Part of why people pay more for collector dolls is because they have some type of attachment to them. Either being a Monster High character they already love, from an IP they love, or even the Off White had some brand recognition. (just not from me) And I felt like Lenore COULD have been the lady in white/weeping woman ghost story that just about every town has.

That being said- What is with the glitter tears?? If she had a unique sculpt that actually had a downturn on the brows and a sad face, and actually LOOKED like a weeping garden ghost, that alone would have made her more appealing!

Then why unpainted accessories? Why one big unpainted accessory her main focus? I like the vines (I didn't go very detailed here) but either paint them or make them smaller. (What I did) But if you want me to believe that the doll is WORTH $75 then you need to show that some actual care and effort went into her manufacturing and paint her damn accessories.

I just wanted an excuse to draw the spider. I don't like the human face but I only like a few of any of the MH pets anyway. so...

Put her damn hair up. Just like with the accessories, show me she is WORTH her price.

All of the above combined, the collector dolls stray further away from the High school aspect of MH and although Victorian/period fashion isn't necessarily my thing, I know a ton of collectors would have loved her looking like a ghost who's been haunting for a long time. And since she's not a character that's being portrayed in the high school - a collector doll would have been great! There's lots of adult/non-student characters.

Mini notes- I didn't draw patterns for her clothing, but the pattern on her dress as is would have still looked lovely on a bigger, fancier gown. I didn't do full body and I have no notes on shoes. They're not my specialty. And I would have appreciated her not having a full white sclera.

Also, line art for this piece is available here, tag me if you color it! I'd love to see. ♥♥♥

#monster high #joleen rambles #Lenore Loomington #MonsterHigh

[batwynn]

Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,

Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore—

    While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,

As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.

“’Tis some visitor,” I muttered, “tapping at my chamber door—

            Only this and nothing more.”

    Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December;

And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.

    Eagerly I wished the morrow;—vainly I had sought to borrow

    From my books surcease of sorrow—sorrow for the lost Lenore—

For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore—

            Nameless here for evermore.

    And the silken, sad, uncertain rustling of each purple curtain

Thrilled me—filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before;

    So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating

    “’Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door—

Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door;—

            This it is and nothing more.”

    Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer,

“Sir,” said I, “or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore;

    But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping,

    And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door,

That I scarce was sure I heard you”—here I opened wide the door;—

            Darkness there and nothing more.

    Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing,

Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before;

    But the silence was unbroken, and the stillness gave no token,

    And the only word there spoken was the whispered word, “Lenore?”

This I whispered, and an echo murmured back the word, “Lenore!”—

            Merely this and nothing more.

    Back into the chamber turning, all my soul within me burning,

Soon again I heard a tapping somewhat louder than before.

    “Surely,” said I, “surely that is something at my window lattice;

      Let me see, then, what thereat is, and this mystery explore—

Let my heart be still a moment and this mystery explore;—

            ’Tis the wind and nothing more!”

    Open here I flung the door, when, with many a huff and grunting,

In there stepped a stoutly walrus of the saintly days of yore;

    Not the least obeisance made he; not a minute stopped or stayed he;

    But, with mien of lord or lady, flopped at my chamber door—

Lay upon the floor at my chamber door—

            Loaf, and sat, and nothing more.

Then this briny creature beguiling my sad fancy into smiling,

By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore,

“Though thy form be fat and tubular, thou,” I said, “art sure no insular,

Ghastly grim and random walrus wandering from the Nightly shore—

Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night’s Plutonian shore!”

            Quoth the Walrus “Nevermore.”

    Much I marvelled this ungainly mammal to hear discourse so plainly,

Though its answer little meaning—little relevancy bore;

    For we cannot help agreeing that no living human being

    Ever yet was blessed with seeing walrus at his chamber door—

Fish or beast upon the floor situated at his chamber door,

            With such name as “Nevermore.”

    But the Walrus, sitting lonely on the cold floor, spoke only

That one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour.

    Nothing farther then he uttered—not a flipper then he flapped—

    Till I scarcely more than muttered “Other friends have swam before—

On the morrow he will leave me, as my Hopes have swam before.”

            Then the Walrus said “Nevermore.”

    Startled at the stillness broken by reply so aptly spoken,

“Doubtless,” said I, “what it utters is its only stock and store

    Caught from some unhappy master whom unmerciful Disaster

    Followed fast and followed faster till his songs one burden bore—

Till the dirges of his Hope that melancholy burden bore

            Of ‘Never—nevermore’.”

    But the Walrus still beguiling all my fancy into smiling,

Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in front of creature, and floor and door;

    Then, upon the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking

    Fancy unto fancy, thinking what this ominous mammal of yore—

What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, fat, and ominous creature of yore

            Meant in roaring “Nevermore.”

    This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing

To the beast whose fiery eyes now burned into my bosom’s core;

    This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining

    On the cushion’s velvet lining that the lamp-light gloated o’er,

But whose velvet-violet lining with the lamp-light gloating o’er,

            She shall press, ah, nevermore!

    Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer

Swung by Seraphim whose foot-falls tinkled on the tufted floor.

    “Wretch,” I cried, “thy God hath lent thee—by these angels he hath sent thee

    Respite—respite and nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore;

Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe and forget this lost Lenore!”

            Quoth the Walrus “Nevermore.”

    “Prophet!” said I, “thing of evil!—prophet still, if beast or devil!—

Whether Tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore,

    Desolate yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted—

    On this home by Horror haunted—tell me truly, I implore—

Is there—is there balm in Gilead?—tell me—tell me, I implore!”

            Quoth the Walrus “Nevermore.”

    “Prophet!” said I, “thing of evil!—prophet still, if beast or devil!

By that Heaven that bends above us—by that God we both adore—

    Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn,

    It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore—

Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore.”

            Quoth the Walrus “Nevermore.”

    “Be that word our sign of parting, beast or fiend!” I shrieked, upstarting—

“Get thee back into the tempest and the Night’s Plutonian shore!

    Leave no yellow tusk as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken!

    Leave my loneliness unbroken!—quit the floor at my door!

Take thy tusks from out my heart, and take thy form from out my door!”

            Quoth the Walrus “Nevermore.”

    And the Walrus, never flipping, still is sitting, still is sitting

On the dark and dusty stretch just before my chamber door;

    And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon’s that is dreaming,

    And the lamp-light o’er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor;

And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor

            Shall be lifted—nevermore!

#walrus #walrus and fairy #edgar allan poe

[autumnmobile12]

The Vampires in Castlevania

Vlad III Dracula Ţepeș (Impaler) was a real person.  He was a Wallachian voivode who was born sometime between 1429 and 1431, and he died in 1476.  The exact manner of his death has been lost to history, but the common belief is he was beheaded in battle and his head was sent to Sultan Mehmed II in Constantinople as proof of his death.

As for Bram Stoker’s Dracula, some historians are starting to doubt the prince was the actual inspiration for the famous vampire.  One of the reasons for this is Stoker was a very thorough note-taker, but none of his notes for writing Dracula mention Vlad III or any of his lifetime achievements/atrocities.  So it’s possible Stoker only chose the name ‘Dracula’ because he knew it translated as ‘son of the Devil.’  Further reading - Dracula: Sense and Nonsense by Elizabeth Miller.

Carmilla is the name of a lady vampire in the novella Carmilla by Sheridan le Fanu, a story that is actually older than Stoker’s novel.  It features a lesbian relationship between Carmilla and the protagonist, Laura, and was written as a criticism of the Victorian view of women, specifically repressed sexuality.

Varney also comes from a book.  Varney the Vampire or The Feast of Blood was a penny dreadful written by James Malcolm Rymer and Thomas Peckett Prest.  (I haven’t read this one all the way through, but there is a scene where Varney is struggling to get over a garden wall, and I think that’s hilarious.  Not exactly apex predator material.)

Varney:  You think you have me stymied, don’t you.

Trevor:  No, I think a garden wall has you stymied.

Lenore is the name of a German poem written by Gottfried August Bürger.  It’s about a woman named Lenore who curses God because her beloved did not come back from war, so Death kidnaps her to reunite them, effectively condemning her soul for eternity.  It’s not about a vampire, but the poem has had a hand in influencing vampire literature.

Anyway, does anyone else really want to see Lenore cheering Trevor on in the last battle?  Or stealing the knife and ending Death herself.  Cause I do now.

The closest thing to a vampire in Viking folklore is the draugr, although this creature is more of a restless ghost than what we think of as a vampire.  They haunt the graves of the dead and guard the treasures they acquired in life by driving humans insane, drinking their blood, eating their flesh, and other nasty things.

Side note:  I’m really curious as to what led Godbrand to becoming a vampire.  Immortality didn’t really play a huge factor in Old Norse culture since the Vikings believed a glorious death in battle was the one and only way to go to Valhalla.  Other deaths that were deemed shameful or unworthy landed you in Helheim, which I really need to address further in a separate post.

Japan also doesn’t have an exact vampire equivalent, but they do have some yokai spirits that have vampire-like characteristics, including but not limited to:

Nukekubi:  A flying head that detaches from its human body at night and attacks people to drink their blood.

Rokurokubi:  A similar creature to nukekubi except the head doesn’t detach but rather travels from the body via an elongated neck.

Nure-Onna:  The ‘drenched woman’ is a large serpent with the head of a woman that drinks blood.

Personally, I would have loved to see Cho’s head fly off to attack someone simply to see Sypha, Alucard, and Trevor briefly panic.

#castlevania #castlevania netflix #dracula castlevania #castlevania carmilla #lenore castlevania #godbrand castlevania #castlevania vampires #cho castlevania #varney castlevania #death castlevania #trevor belmont #alucard castlevania #adrian tepes #sypha belnades #norse mythology #viking vampires #japanese vampire #yokai #lgbtq+ books #sorta #bram stoker #sheridan le fanu #carmilla novella #dracula novel #draugr #penny dreadful #the big bang theory reference