#clarimonde

[swordduels]

A WONDERFUL DAY, TRULY.

The sun was shining, the birds were singing and all was perfect within such a place. A new world, fresh from the shackles of the old, the witch had brought those who wished for a fresh start, away from the chaos and madness of a world that was cracked, breaking like a dropped glass, it was only a mere matter of time until it shattered into endless shards that could not be repaired no matter how much one tried, the only issues with such a movement, to a better world that had not been touched.

A witches duty to nature and the people.

To protect, not destroying, aiding and not harming. An odd thing truly that one sinful being of greed did not understand. Confiding him into a small dwelling within the forest, a new life was not an easy feat, hardly. The urges and needs, wants and wishes, a new cult was calling, a world not graced with sin, so many hearts, so many, all within need for being harmed and then turned into loyal and devoted followers.

Yet that was not the witches intentions.

An argument, a fight, with insults thrown, from sin to witch, about the needs and wants, of promises made true, of his power and dangers of such a thing that can befall any who crosses him, and a witches concern of a partner who will undo balance and bring endless death, the need to protect and not harm him, to say he acted like a ass, a jackass was an understatement, and she could not have him harming anyone or going to the villages nearby, so she only did a curse, to limit him, into a form that cannot harm any.

Come the morning, she could hear it, the routine as perfect as ever, he would be within the gardens, of this endless forest, trying to figure out a way through to people, always the same, he goes through and comes back defeated and this time, when the wife would step out, it would not be the white haired partner she was linked towards, rather something else in full turn, a white furred, jackass, a donkey standing there, fully unaware of what has happened to it and how much.

It has been cursed to learn a lesson.

(Blame Mort hijinks and stupidity threads of nonsense)

Clarimonde thought the world was a beautiful paradise with lush trees and forests. Their family and friends danced and sang together while blessing nature itself. Father sun and mother moon became their chosen deities. The elders told stories about darkness that seemed like fantasy. Each day was happiness with warmth. It was all about love, dancing and working the fields or sewing clothes. They sewed clothes for everyone in the community but also made some for trading with other communities. Though no one raised an eye whenever anyone walked naked as humans are animals as well. 

Years passed by and Clarimonde grew older. There was still peace among their people. At least it felt peaceful until Clarimonde’s mother told her it was time to chose a husband to bring offspring. A husband? For the first time she felt something other than warmth inside. It was something close to jump into cold water. On some level they knew why it was nessesary to find a husband. How else would the blood lines continue if there were no children brought to inhabit this world? Especially in this case were Clarimonde was the only child. Women were supposed to build families. It was her duty. So why did it feel so wrong? 

She had never truly felt like a woman despite everybody saying that was what she was. Trough the years Clarimonde became strong when wrestling with boys and girls for fun. Thinking back to the wrestling there had been a point when one of the boys had been angered by being defeated by a girl. Why was it so bad to be beaten by a girl? Her mother had explained that a man’s duty was to protect women from dangers like wild animals but it wasn’t wrong for a woman to be strong as it would help her give birth to strong children. He had just been a bit silly and perhaps his pride had been crushed. Clarimonde couldn’t see anyone as their future husband. Even less a future of carrying children. They lay awake the whole night while thinking about every possibility. There was this strange urge to hurt someone. It was a seed that had been slowly brewing ever since the mentions of marriage was brought up. How unfair. Clarimonde sighed and decided to get some ear before the morning sun rose. They went out of the hut and met an animal. A donkey with a rather unusual color. While staring at the donkey she walked towards it slowly. “Where did you come from?” It was said in a whisper as her parents were still sleeping inside. One hand moved towards the donkey to carefully touch the head. Was this a sign from mother moon?

“Are you here to give me a purpose?” Clarimonde sat down on her knees to get eye contact. “I was told my duty was to get married and have children. But I don’t fancy anyone. I don’t know if I’m even a woman. I have always wanted to preach. I know every verse, hymn and story by heart but only men are allowed. I’m not allowed to hunt either.” There was a long pause while they looked at the sky which was slowly lit up by the sun. “I want to hurt someone.”

@fallesto

#fallesto #I wasn't prepared for donkey Regulus x') #I wasn't sure what you had in mind but I did an alternative version of Clarimonde's cult #a more wholesome but still sexist cult #Clarimonde

[see-arcane]

I wish for something Dracula as sort of post-apocalypse. Maybe killing him did not stop the infestation, maybe it emboldened other vampires and you have now 100 Ruthvens in his wake having turf wars, maybe his visit awakened legendary dormant ancient evils, maybe it inspired ambitious lords of the dying british/european aristocracy wanting to copycat him and make devil pacts and training in the mountains. And the survivors who experienced it all first hand dealing with it.

Honestly, it stuns me how little has been done with the 'Dracula technically leaving an open spot at the top of the vampire food chain' possibilities. I think Castlevania kind of touches on it, but overall there's just a whole lot of nothing going on in Dracula-adjacent media about it.

Though I will hand the other public domain vampires a pass because, to be honest, I think Count Dracula was the only vampire in literature who was ever concerned about Taking Over the World. Everyone else in the undead scene is just sort of doing the smart thing and. You know. Chilling.

Lord Ruthven wasn't out to conscript others. Dude went out of his way to kill his victims with knives and drink the red runoff, as if to explicitly avoid making other vampires.

Carmilla was out there romancing and drinking girls like an undead Casanova. The vampire who turned her first when she was Countess Mircalla might have been different! But we never find out who that vampire was; we just know about Millie and the growing list of broken/siphoned hearts left in her wake.

Clarimonde, the dead woman in love~, was so bad at making another vampire. Comically, tragically bad at it. All she could bring herself to do was construct a fantasy dreamscape to live in with her human priest crush while taking literally only a single pinprick's worth of blood from him to keep herself going. This, when the priest in question openly declared SHE COULD HAVE HIS ENTIRE CIRCULATORY SYSTEM if she wanted it!

Varney the Vampire was and remains just...terrible at being a vampire. In general.

Countess Dolingen and her undead village, along with Gorcha and the Vourdalak village, both seem to have the whole 'conscript everyone around me/all those I love' angle handled. Except neither group ever ever expands past the borders of their territory. Maybe it's a rule? Maybe they just ran out of people they felt like drinking? Either way, they stopped caring about collecting others and just tucked themselves in their graves to doze once their respective villages were turned.

In short, for somebody to take over Dracula's ~King of the Vampires~ role, we'd actually need an OC to step in. All the actual classic literary vampires, many of whom were kicking well before Dracula appeared on the scene, just are not interested in the undead tyrant game.

(Probably why Dracula had to go around recruiting in the first place. None of the other vampires returned his letters or carrier pigeons for centuries. No, they don't want to join his pyramid scheme vampiric onslaught campaign, thanks. Too busy minding their business and/or dealing with personal drama. Please lose their address.)

#Drac Attack Pack: 'Oh man oh no what if other vampires start vying for Dracula's spot and try to take over the world too?' #Other vampires: 'Oh shit someone killed Dracula? Send them a fruit basket.' Or: 'Zzzzzzzzz' #dracula #dracula's guest #the vampyre #the family of the vourdalak #clarimonde #carmilla #varney the vampire

[mayhemchicken-artblog]

clarimonde: so since you're dating a priest now-- varney, nursing an enormous post-volcano hangover: we are not. dating. he showed up yesterday and wouldn't go away even after i bit him clarimonde: --so since you're dating a priest now, i thought i'd give you some tips, and also talk to him and make sure he vows to love you more than God Himself varney: WE JUST MET clarimonde: yes. that's how relationships work. you ask them to defy god for you and if they say yes, first date varney: i can't believe i ever thought you were the put-together one out of the two of us

#art #doodles #varney the vampire #varney posting #clarimonde #mr. bevan in the background: 🧍

[thegoatsongs]

Van Helsing in many adaptations (as well as in Widely Accepted Fanon Academic Analysis) is just Sérapion from Clarimonde, who is a strict, humorless clergyman who hates female vampires merely for leading men astray from the church with supposed parties, premarital sex, and lavish lifestyles, and he kills them gleefully and without mercy.

#dracula daily #abraham van helsing #clarimonde

[toaster-trash]

I finally finished this abomination from December. Clarimonde and Romauld meet Jonathan and Mina Harker when

#classic literature #gothic lit #gothic literature #goth lit #classic lit #la morte amoureuse #clarimonde

[see-arcane-scribbles]

Pretty Girl in Piccadilly

In which Dracula isn’t the only vampire in England. Just the only one who doesn’t know how not to make an undead ass of himself. 

Clarimonde proceeded to educate him thoroughly and mortifyingly on this matter until Dracula just bat’d his way out of there. Hence why we don’t hear any more about this particular beauty again. Vlad’s pride wouldn’t be able to take the blow.

(Note: Clarimonde is not an OC, but the undead Parisian party queen of Théophile Gautier’s short story, “La Morte Amoureuse”/”The Dead Woman in Love,” translated in English under the title, “Clarimonde.” Her original publication year was 1836! Meaning she’s had her shit together among the mortal crowd for quite a while compared to some people. Her story is free to read on Project Gutenberg, here.)

#last repost of the night I think #don't want to gamble #but I missed my girl #clarimonde #la morte amoureuse #pretty girl in piccadilly #dracula #dracula daily #black red white

[gellavonhamster]

At the risk of demonstrating zero reading comprehension... which century La Morte Amoureuse/Clarimonde is supposed to be set in? I know it was published in 1836 and Romuald narrates the events that started 42 years ago (he's 66 when he's narrating the story, and his ordination, when he first saw Clarimonde, took place when he was 24). But also, it's been quite some time since I read it, so I can't quote the passages which prompted me to think so (if there actually were any specific passages and not just Vibes), but I remember picturing a more distant period than circa 1794 when reading it. The aesthetic my mind kept providing was something in the vein of Dangerous Beauty, a biopic of a 16th century courtesan Veronica Franco:

And here's an illustration for the 1904 edition:

(source: Wikipedia)

Now, I'm no fashion historian in the slightest, but isn't the kind of standing collar Clarimonde has here more of a 17th century thing? I had almost no doubts about the events of the story taking place at least that long ago until the last year's Dracula Daily brought a wave of Gothic lit crossovers that included Clarimonde as well. Which, of course, means nothing because she's a vampire and could be perfectly alive undead and well in the Victorian era, but it made me question for the first time if I have completely misinterpreted the setting.

#certainly not asking this because i am plagued by a crossover idea #which i guess could be still shoehorned #because iirc we don't know for how long clarimonde has already been around at the beginning of the story #but it would be more interesting if the crossover took place after her relationship with romuald ended #(she said as if she was 100% going to write it and not just rotate it in her brain) #clarimonde #la morte amoureuse #théophile gautier #talk talk talk

[ubyr-babaj]

So because of that Hickeygibson Clarimonde (doomed vampire/monk romance) AU I keep imagining Romuald as Edward Ashley.

#la morte amoureuse #clarimonde #the terror #hickeygibson

[spearhafoc]

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#art #webcomic #webcomics #comics #make comics #paper doll #fashion #vampire #vampires #clarimonde #bram stoker's dracula

[the-malfunctioning-somnambulist]

While we're on the subject of Clarimonde... love this little tale too much not to attempt a couple fanarts. (Historical accuracy might have failed me with the clothes, though.)

#clarimonde #la morte amoureuse #art nibbles #dracula daily #traditional art #just a selfie with the boytoy

[les-roses-du-mal]

She wore a robe of orange−red velvet, and from her wide ermine−lined sleeves there peeped forth patrician hands of infinite delicacy, and so ideally transparent that, like the fingers of Aurora, they permitted the light, to shine through them.

La Morte Amoureuse by Theophile Gautier

#gothic literature #La morte amoureuse #clarimonde

[swordduels]

Sigfrid's tea.

Clarimonde's tea

Tagging game, make muse's tea Tagged by: @marine-engineer-lucie Tagging: @distortedkilling @clown-demon and @inseparableduo @rotblooms Link for picrew doll game: 紅茶メーカー｜Picrew

#ooc #mun talks #about muses #Sigfrid #Clarimonde #tea #doll games

[see-arcane]

The Pretty Girl in Piccadilly

In which I have my own theory about why we never hear another word about this particular prey again in the book. Can’t have another victim pop up in the Count’s to-do list when she’s been dead a good long while to begin with. Especially when it’s this gal.

Dracula came, Dracula saw, Dracula pursued, Dracula got roasted halfway back to the grave for the rest of the day when he discovered he was not only not the only vampire abroad in England, but that Clarimonde, freshly resurrected undead Parisian party queen of Gautier’s tale (which predates Stoker’s novel by an age, being printed in France in 1836), has no patience for pushy wannabe blood sugar daddies. Rest in pieces, Count.

You can read Clarimonde’s story,  “La Morte Amoureuse,” (”The Dead Woman in Love” or “Clarimonde” in English translation) by Théophile Gautier for free on Project Gutenberg here.

#just because you're a vampiric hedonist doesn't mean you have to be a dick about it COUNT #Clarimonde is proof positive of that #beloved bloodsucking party girl of my heart #clarimonde #la morte amoureuse #the dead woman in love #theophile gautier #dracula #dracula daily #bram stoker #pretty girl in piccadilly

[mayhemchicken-artblog]

VARNEY POSTING PART 9: varney and clarimonde!! i think they should be friends :]

#art #doodles #varney the vampire #varney posting #clarimonde #la morte amoureuse

[countkunt]

clarimonde/la morte amoureuse makes me go feral. like nooo don’t make me fall in love at first sight.. don’t drive me to the point of regretting my priestly vows... don’t find a way to see me again by calling me to pray for u as ur dying from an 8 day long orgy.... don't come to me every night & spirit me off to venice to live a life of sinful decadence..… don’t lead me to live such a double life that i can no longer tell whether the worldly nobleman or the priest paying penance for his sins is the real me…….. don’t make me think “i would rather have opened myself the veins of my arm and said to her: drink, and may my love infiltrate itself throughout thy body together with my blood” noooo…………

#WHEW #me and who. #honestly by vampire standards clarimonde is a great gf and did nothing wrong #clarimonde and carmilla are easily my fav classic vamps #the girls just do it better sorry #clarimonde #la morte amoureuse #theophile gautier #vampires #classic vampires

[toaster-trash]

Some doodles I did today half-asleep in a restaurant

#the waitress was really hot im sorry. #they did great pizza though #classic literature #goth lit #gothic lit #gothic literature #dracula #classic lit #dracula novel #dracula daily #dracula art #gothic lit art #jonathan harker #la morte amoureuse #clarimonde