#ernessa

[thebutcher-5]

#the moth diaries #mary harron #horror #gothic #carmilla #ernessa #joseph sheridan le fanu #lily cole #rachel klein #sarah bolger #sarah gavron #scott speedman #review #recensione #italian #italiano #mymadreams

[dollydeparted]

my interpretation of the moth diaries was that ernessa was gay for the narrator the whole time thank you and good night

#i mean this only for the novel which i just finished #havent watched the film #but it was a rly good book! a great piece of psychological horror imo #lots to ponder about with it #and i rly liked the narrator #anyway it just felt at times that ernessa was overly interested in the narrator too #yknow? #id elaborate more but hmmm tired #emily talks

[moved3677]

>>> New Muse <<< Ernessa Bloch from The Moth Diaries hes a vampire attending a prestigious girls boarding school. She loves to drain the life force from her victims slowly. Shes bisexual but prefers female victims to drain. Shes highly smart and very skilled in her abilities. She can go out into the sun but not for long periods. She passes as an eighteen year old when shes really around 100 and been at the school since it was hotel in its prime days.

#New muse #muse; ernessa #v;tbd

[ericbrandonrp]

@inexhaustiblywild​ asked: aprils fool meme: *replaces every picture in the house with a picture of steve buscemi as different disney characters*

It was a miracle that his feet didn’t squeak when he stopped in his tracks so abruptly. Something had caught his attention; something that wasn’t supposed to be there… The thief frowned and took a step backwards, now staring directly at…the monstrosity that had replaced normal photos. There was only one explanation. “Ernessa!”

#inexhaustiblywild #vxnomouspoxson #Ernessa x Eric #//omg xD #//just picturing this haha #//thank you!!!!!!!

[wolfqueennamedstark]

{ @vxnomouspoxson liked for a starter }

               “You’re welcome to fight with us against the dead, but don’t ask any Northerner to trust you. The name ‘Lannister’ isn’t trusted among us.” Sansa gazes at the woman carefully, unsure what to do but trust her is definitely not an option. “We appreciate the men you brought. They will be fitted with as much dragonglass as we can.” 

#ic interactions | queen in the north ღ | #vxnomouspoxson #| ᴡʜᴇɴ sɴᴏᴡs ғᴀʟʟ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡʜɪᴛᴇ ᴡɪɴᴅs ʙʟᴏᴡ ♛ | ( winds of winter ) #ci: ernessa matthews

[ofallingstar]

List of books I read this year

Persuasion by Jane Austen

Red Dragon by Thomas Harris

A Streetcar Named Desire by Tennessee Williams

Little Women by Louisa May Alcott

Morirás Lejos by José Emilio Pacheco

Devotions by Mary Oliver

Imaginary Friend by Stephen Chbosky

Mrs. Dolloway by Virginia Woolf

The Scarlet Letter by Nathaniel Hawthorne

Collected Poems by Edna St. Vincent Millay

My Cousin Rachel by Daphne Du Maurier

Sputnik Sweetheart by Haruki Murakami

Twelve Moons by Mary Oliver

The Hunchback of Notre-Dame by Victor Hugo

At Swim-Two-Birds by Flann O’Brien

New Selected Poems 1966-1987 by Seamus Heaney

Ulysses by James Joyce

The Celtic Twilight: Faerie and Folklore by W. B. Yeats

Normal People by Sally Rooney

The Dark by John McGahern

The Yellow Wallpaper by Charlotte Perkins Gilman

Une sirène à Paris by Mathias Malzieu

Atonement by Ian McEwan

The Shipping News by Annie Proulx

After the Quake by Haruki Murakami

Far From the Madding Crowd by Thomas Hardy

Breakfast at Tiffany’s by Truman Capote

A Knight of the Seven Kingdoms by George R. R. Martin

The Silence of the Lambs by Thomas Harris

Leaves of Grass by Walt Whitman

A Room with a View by E. M. Forster

Les Fleurs du Mal by Charles Baudelaire

E. E. Cummings: Complete Poems 1904-1962 by E. E. Cummings

No me preguntes cómo pasa el tiempo: Poemas 1964-1968 by José Emilio Pacheco

Heart of Darkness by Joseph Conrad

War and Peace by Leo Tolstoy

Mrs. Caliban by Rachel Ingalls

The Importance of Being Earnest by Oscar Wilde

The Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes by Suzanne Collins

Beloved by Toni Morrison

After Dark by Haruki Murakami

The Collected Poems of W. B. Yeats by W. B. Yeats

The Collected Poems of Oscar Wilde by Oscar Wilde

Breath, Eyes, Memory of Edwidge Danticat

Marina by Carlos Ruiz Zafón

El Aleph by Jorge Luis Borges

Selected Poems by Marina Tsvetaeva

The Silent Patient by Alex Michaelides

Kiss Kiss by Roald Dahl

Alias Grace by Margaret Atwood

Adonis by Adonis

If Not, Winter by Sappho

Mexican Gothic by Silvia Moreno-García

The Trial by Franz Kafka

The Iliad by Homer

Collected Poems, 1909-1962 by T.S. Eliot

The Selected Poetry of Rainer Maria Rilke by Rainer Maria Rilke

The Odyssey by Homer

The Divine Comedy by Dante Alighieri

A Room of One’s Own by Virginia Woolf

Flowers for Algernon by Daniel Keyes

The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson by Emily Dickinson

The Painted Bird by Jerzy Kosinski

Perfume: The Story of a Murderer by Patrick Süskind

Eleanor Oliphant is Completely Fine by Gail Honeyman

The Tattoist of Auschwitz by Heather Morris

Fire & Blood by George R.R. Martin

Arráncame la vida by Ángeles Mastretta

The Wonder by Emma Donoghue

32 Candles by Ernessa T. Carter

Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman by Haruki Murakami

Collected Poems, 1912-1944 by H.D.

I Capture the Castle by Dodie Smith

Hannibal by Thomas Harris

The Tell-Tale Heart and Other Writings by Edgar Allan Poe

The Legend of Sleepy Hollow by Washington Irving

The Shining by Stephen King

The Complete Poems by John Keats

The Monk by Matthew Gregory Lewis

The Birds and Other Stories by Daphne du Maurier

Fingersmith by Sarah Waters

Middlesex by Jeffrey Eugenides

Picnic at Hanging Rock by Joan Lindsay

The Hour of the Star by Clarice Lispector

La ciudad de vapor by Carlos Ruiz Zafón

The Collected Poems of Audre Lorde by Audre Lorde

Hiroshima by John Hersey

Selected Poems: 1965-1975 by Margaret Atwood

Selected Poems II: 1976-1986 by Margaret Atwood

Dearly: New Poems by Margaret Atwood

Uncollected Poems by Rainer Maria Rilke

My Dark Vanessa by Kate Elizabeth Russell

The Book of Disquiet by Fernando Pessoa

Circe by Madeline Miller

The Prophet by Kahlil Gibran

The End of Everything (Astrophysically Speaking) by Katie Mack

Before We Were Yours by Lisa Wingate

The Road by Cormac McCarthy

Poems: 1962-2012 by Louise Glück

Lady Windermere’s Fan by Oscar Wilde

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[vxnomouspoxson-archived]

headcanon: i rarely talk about ernessa and her relationship with math so let me break it down to you now. ernessa can not do math. if you put her in a fifth grade math class at the age of twenty seven she still can not do math. no long divisions, no nothing. ernessa uses her brother as a calculator or her mobile. kinda ironic she is dating a math professor. anyway, please do not ask ernessa what is 29 + 6 because she will literally use her fingers to count and she is shameless about it. 

#• you can only hold a smile for so long; after that it's just teeth • ernessa matthews #• warrior child; you carry such coldness in your veins. war-born child; you carry such horror in your heart. • young ernessa #• I am made out of stars and nightmares and blood off all that I killed • — headcanons

[marypsue]

The biggest disappointment about The Moth Diaries for me was the fact that the actual moths were confined to two distinct scenes and weren’t a recurring visual motif to indicate Ernessa’s otherworldliness and her growing influence over the school + Becca.

#if it were up to me I would have Crimson Peaked the set with little grey moths #just a few at first #turning up inthe background of scenes #occasionally landing on ernessa's shoulders or hair #trailing behind her when she mysteriously vanishes through locked doors or windows #as the body count rises; on the walls of the classrooms and halls #fluttering around the lights #growing in numbers #until it's practically impossible to have a scene without a fluttering rustling whispering backdrop #hanging around Lucy as she gets sicker and vanishing when she's feeling better #battering against her windows when she tells Becca to leave her alone #it would have increased the sense of helplessness and urgency and fear #and would have worked much better than the repeated references to a 'smell' that accompanied Ernessa #which we as an audience would not have been able to detect anyway #well okay this and the ending #but in the ending you could have the basement absolutely ALIVE with moths #not a single surface uncovered #and when Becca lights the fire they SWARM #that might have actually created a sense of urgency and danger in the ending? #anyway this movie was pretty but inconsistent #the moth diaries

[hellyeahschoolstories]

Ernessa is a vampire. I haven't been able to write those words before tonight. I couldn't transform my fears into a conscious statement. She wants me, and only me, to see it. Her hand is guiding mine as I write these words.

The Moth Diaries, Rachel Klein

#q! #the moth diaries #rachel klein #quotes #quotes: paranormal

[inexhaustiblywild]

@humilemvatis​ 

Ernessa sat at the corner of the little bar listening to the live band as her friends chatted away, but she found it hard to look away from the lead singer, the way he vocalised and how in love he seemed with his own songs made her think of her own music. Later that night she’d probably remember this song and see if she could play it in the piano. Her friend Siobhan nudged her lightly to ask her if she wanted a refill, but she shook her, not looking away even for her.

Her refill arrived, the song changed, and still, she did not (could not) look away.

Once the set ended, she found her trans broke as the chatter of the bar crowd rose and assaulted her hearing. It felt too overwhelming and she found herself outside, breathing the cold winter’s air into her lungs. It took her a few minutes to return inside, and instead of going to her friends she made her way to the bar. The singer stood there by his adoring fans but Ernessa broke through the crowd in grace. Her lips curled into a smile, red and vicious but her eyes were soft as was her voice. “That was brilliant,” She breathes and it hitches, she can almost hear him sing again. “Let me buy you a drink.” 

#humilemvatis #• whatever we call beautiful/we quiver before it • main verse

[ericbrandonrp]

@inexhaustiblywild​ hit the 🧡!

It had taken him long enough to find out where Ernessa was - but eventually, with enough help, he had managed to find her. It might have been wrong, she might not have even wanted it, but Eric was desperate. He at least wanted to know if she was alright - and why any contact had ended so suddenly. His hands were tucked in his pockets when he approached her, carefully so, at her table in a small nice-looking café. The thief cleared his throat to get her attention. “Hey,” he rasped out with a small smile. “Didn’ think I’d see ye ‘gain...”

#inexhaustiblywild #vxnomouspoxson #//is this alright?

[wolfqueennamedstark]

#b

Send “#b” and I’ll shuffle my music player, and use my favorite line from the next song as a starter!

“Yeah I've been feeling everything. From hate to love. From love to lust. From lust to truth.” She leans against the car, peering inside. After months of talking online they were finally face to face, so close that Sana’s hand could brush over Ernessa’s if she so choose. After not seeing each other’s face, she’d know that’s exactly who was waiting for her in the car at their meeting spot. 

“I guess that's how I know you.” 

#| ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ɪᴛ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ʙᴇ sᴏ ᴛᴇʀʀɪʙʟᴇ ʟɪsᴛᴇɴɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ ღ | ( sansa answers ) #vxnomouspoxson #| ғᴏʀ ᴡᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ɢʟᴏʀɪᴏᴜꜱ ♛ | ( Modern ) #CI: Ernessa Matthews

[hiistiger]

some ol tagaroos

#two monstrous dangers | ernessa and sebastian #we’re neither pure nor wise nor good. we do the best we know | john and sebastian #certainly worth living for | john

[witchgif-blog]

The Moth Diaries (2011)

#the moth diaries #ernessa bloch #horror movies #horroredits #horroredit

[cursedvessels]

An Old Friend || Closed

Freedom.

That little word was one Ambrose had never thought would tickle his life so sweetly. He had submitted to the fact that he was due to be a prisoner for the rest of eternity after centuries of torture, manipulation, and lies. There was not one person he had ever deemed pure enough to let him go. People had promised and broken promises far too many times for him to trust anyone. That was...Until he met her. Despite his original distrust and distaste towards her, Ernessa had proved him quite wrong. As time ticked away and he started to feel she might never free him, though they had grown somewhat close in their arrangement--she treating him better than most people ever had--she finally did it. She did the impossible. She proved her care for his life, for his spirit through the desires of her soul, using the last desire she had to let him go free, in trade of what she desired and valued most, what she held nearest and dearest to her heart--herself.

Years later and Ambrose had somewhat squandered the freedom given him. It took him a while--a long while--to adjust to the new life. Even now, he still struggled with some human customs, but his time as a young one studying humans had certainly paid off. Yet still in the new world of freedom and power, he struggled to find peace. The drinking and the drugs continued and, for the first year or so, only got worse. Coping with not having a home proved much harder than he would ever admit.

Eventually, though...

After much searching...

He found himself.

Supai, Arizona.

A secluded village far away from the spirits that constantly screamed for his help, the cries of people he could not save. It was there he found solace, even if it wasn’t quite the peace he so desired. At least the voices were stilled. The pain quelled for a little while.

Upon entering Supai it would quickly become evident the effect his presence had on the people there. The desert village was decorated with artwork of all sorts, depicting images of Ambrose or of stories he had told--mostly the triumphant victories, not the painful losses. The newest building stood tall and mighty toward the centre of the small village, pillars laced with marble and decorated with black roses--a convent. The sign that pointed toward the little desert mirage of a town just up the sandy road read in bold capital letters:

SUPAI VILLAGE, HOME OF GOD AND SAVIOR OF HUMANITY: AMBROSE PNÉVMA ÆON

Needless to say, it had been a long time since he had last seen Ernessa. She had freed him, but lost so much in the process. He knew it was best for them to go their separate ways. Perhaps he was just afraid she would become angry with him, blame him for her own loss. He didn’t know what it was the box had taken from her, but he knew it was possible she would have second thoughts about the decision she had made. It had been her choice, after all, to relinquish that which she most valued, the core part of who she was and all she had. Just for him to be free.

As the knock came loud and sudden, Ambrose found himself slightly confused, but not entirely surprised. Though it wasn’t often people stumbled upon Supai, those that did often found themselves immediately upon his doorstep. Leaving the others to their meditation, he stumbled to his feet, taking a swing from a flask he had hidden in his breast pocket. As he pulled open the doors, he leaned against the doorframe, peering up at the woman stood there through coral-tinted sunglasses and yet still squinting in the sunlight. However, his body straightened slowly when he saw who stood there, his lips parting in shock as he breathed out her name, heart pounding hard in his chest--whether from fear or excitement, there was no telling.

“ ‘Nessa? “

#inexhaustiblywild #closed #closed starter #hope this works!! #sorry it's a little long wanted to get everything in there (: #if anything sounds wrong or needs to change let me know i kinda just whipped this up cos i was super excited to get started haha #v; leading liberty

[vxnomouspoxson-archived]

“Big 5″ Personality Dimensions

The five fundamental clusters of personality traits in contemporary psychology.  (Original post.)

tagged by: @dominionovershadows

tagging: @poxsonmenace @knightinthemoonlight @ericbrandonrp

OPENNESS TO EXPERIENCE

★★★★★★★★★★: likes new things ★★★★★★☆☆☆☆: likes novel settings ★★★★★★★★★★: intellectual/ideas/imaginative ★★★★★★★★★★: enjoys art/culture/adventure

CONSCIENTIOUSNESS

★★★★★★★★★★: self-disciplined ★★★★★★★★☆☆: hard-working ★★★★★★★★★☆: prepared/dutiful ★★★★★★★★★★ : aims to over-achieve

EXTRAVERSION

★★★★★★★★★★: outgoing ★★★★★★★★☆☆: risk-taking ★★★★★★★★★★: excitement-seeking ★★★★★★★★★★: physically adventurous

AGREEABLENESS

★☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆: trusting ★★★★★★★★★★: compassionate ★★★★★★★★★★: empathetic ★★★★★★★★★★: enjoys company

NEUROTICISM

★☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆: angry ★☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆: depressed ★☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆: anxious ★★★★★★☆☆☆☆:: emotionally stable

#• you can only hold a smile for so long; after that it's just teeth • ernessa matthews