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they drive me crazyyy (effects on the first pic from the prequel app)
#near dark#near dark 1987#severen#near dark severen#caleb colton#near dark caleb#near dark mae#severen x caleb x mae#i love them your honor#bill paxton#vampires#tw: blood#horror movies
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heyy can i request some severen headcannons of him meeting/pining for? a lone vampire oc? nsfw or sfw is up to you :) -fem reader
love your work btw! <3
Severen Pining for Another Vamp
Headcanon - Severen x Fem Vamp OC - SFW
AN: Omg, thank you so much Anon. I hope you like this one.
Severen is one cocky bastard and meeting you, another of his kind was truly humbling.
It was a night like any other. He had stolen a pick-up truck and was cruising down the highway when he saw and woman stranded with a broken down buick. He immediately pulled over, giving her his most inviting grin, “Car trouble, young lady?”
She nodded, “Yessir, I’d ‘preciate if you could give me a lift up the road to the next station.” He jovially offered, “Of course, I’d love to help ya out.” She climbed in without a second thought.
He looked over at the doe-eyed beauty he had ensnared in his trap. He grinned ear to ear, keeping up the nice-guy routine to lull her into a false sense of safety. “So where were ya headin?” She paused for a moment, “Well, I guess I was headin’ North, got family up there.”
But the gas station passed by with no sign of him pulling off. He was surprised when she wasn’t immediately showing signs of worry, just a mischievous little smile. She taunted him, “Oh, so you’re one of those guys?”
He retorted, “Whatcha mean by that darlin?” She began tying her long dark hair back into a ponytail, “You’re one of those guys who thinks you’re just gonna have your way with me, huh?” He looked at her in disbelief, “No miss, not one of those, you’ll be seein’ soon ‘nough...”
She gave him a cocky grin, “So will you, hun.”
When he pulled off the highway onto a desolate road, he pulled the revolver from his hip, cocking the hammer to make clear he meant business. She laughed, “That isn’t gonna do you a lick a good, hun.” He admired her confidence but it was starting to annoy him.
He pulled over and immediately pin her down to the seat with his weight. As he pulled the hair from her neck, he heard the deafening shot. He looked down to see she had pulled a .38 and shot him right in the stomach. He wanted to cackle but it was fun to play. He slumped over like he had been fatally wounded, waiting for the best moment to spring on her.
However, as he felt her breath against his neck, her jaws opening to bite, he jolted awake and restrained her. “What in the fuck?” he was shocked. She jumped back, fully expecting him to be dead from the wound she had inflicted.
Then it finally dawned on him, “You chewed, ain’t ya?” She nodded, a stunned look on her face, “You too?” He nodded. She pulled off of him sitting back in the driver’s seat. She was in shock, “In all the years I’ve been on the road, I have never come cross another a my kind.” He looked at her in amazement, “I ain’t seen any besides my clan.” She was startled, “There’s more?” He nodded with a big goofy, grin on his face, “You wanna meet em?” She looked at him with concern, “No, I don’t.” She pushed him from the truck and sped off.
When Severen made his way back to the Hooker Clan, he was excited to share the big news. Jesse and Diamondback were in disbelief, Homer was skeptical, Mae and Caleb were unsettled by it.
Severen wanted nothing more than to find her again. He kept his eyes peeled while they traveled each highway, looking for any sign of her. He was intrigued and couldn’t stop thinking about her.
Finally, a few months later, he spotted a Datsun broken down on the side of the road, the same woman with her thumb out. Severen made Jesse pull over the station wagon. Luckily she couldn’t see him past the bright headlights. She immediately leaned in the passenger window to talk Jesse and Diamondback into giving her a ride to the nearest fuel station. Severen ducked down in the back seat so she would take the bait. The moment she climbed into the back and they pulled back on the highway, he climbed over the seat and plopped down next to her, “Howdy darlin, long time, no see.”
A stern, displeased look took over her face and she rolled her eyes, “I take it this is your clan?” He nodded with pride, draping an arm around her over the back seat. From the front seat, Homer turned to face her, pulling his Derringer on her, “How do you know she’s one of us, friend?” She rolled her eyes, “Go ahead, pip squeak, shoot me.” Homer fired right into her chest, a shot going right through her heart. She was not phased, shrugging sarcastically. Diamondback berated Homer, “How many times do I have to tell you boys? No gunfights in the car!”
At the next stop, she got out and made her way back to the highway. Severen ran to catch up with her, “Where you goin?” She turned back to him, “Y’all seem alright, but I do this alone.” He followed her and tried to persuade her, “Why dontcha stay? Safety in numbers and all that?” She rolled her eyes, “What? You got a lil crush on me or something?” Severen grimaced, “So what if I do?” She started back towards the highway, “I work alone.” Severen called from behind her, “I’ll just keep findin’ ya!” She called back, “Good luck with that, cowboy....”
It was the greatest annoyance to the Hooker Clan. Jesse lectured Severen, “I ain’t doing all these stops and searches for some puppy love bullshit...” But Diamondback sympathized with Severen, “Jess... he likes her... and he doesn’t just like anybody...” Jesse rolled his eyes but continued to humor Severen’s infatuation.
The next time he found her, it was by chance. They had just happened to stroll into the same dusty, lonesome little bar. His eyes lit up the minute he saw her at the bar, already luring in a patron. He leaned on the bar next to her. She didn’t even have to look up to know who had darkened her doorstep, “Hello Severen,” she said dryly. He chuckled, “I told ya I’d keep findin’ ya. Hell, I didn’t even mean to run into you this time. Think that’s a sign?” She continued sipping her drink, “Perhaps, perhaps not...”
From one of the booths, Jesse watched on, poking fun at Severen, “Boy, she’s givin’ him one hell of a time, ain’t she?” Diamondback chuckled, “That’s probably why he likes her Jess...”
Severen kept at it, talking her ear off until she finally engaged with him. “So what’s yer name doll?” She actually made eye contact with him for the first time and he got shivers down his back. She finally answered, “My name’s Leslie.” He grinned ear to ear, “Pretty name for a pretty little lady.” That finally got a grin out of her.
He whispered in her ear, “Before we all get to wastin’ this joint, how bout I show ya what ya been missing in the lady’s bathroom?” Her cheeks went red immediately as she sipped her whiskey.
#Near Dark#Near Dark 1987#Severen#Severen x fem oc#Severen Van Sickle#Jesse Hooker#Diamondback#Homer#Caleb Colton#Mae#fanfic#fan fiction
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*refreshes the Near Dark tab for the 15th time today, just hoping for new content*
*sighs*
*opens requests*
#oz speaks#slasher x reader#slasher imagines#near dark#near dark 1987#severen near dark#mae near dark#caleb colton#jesse hooker#diamondback near dark
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Slashers Masterlist
Welcome to my Slashers Masterlist where you can find the slashers that I write for along with links to all my works involving them! This is supposed to make it easier to find my works instead of having to scroll through my blog. Here is my main masterlist if you're new!
Credit to @cafekitsune for the banners!
Slasher Movie Characters (More to be added)
Notice: Some links posted below also might not be mine but reblogs. I’ll write (reblog) beside the link so you don’t have to click it to see if it’s my fanfic or not. Also even if you don't see a slasher character you like below, still send in your request! I'll just have to do some extra digging, but I'll still write even if a character is not listed.
Bo Sinclair:
Slasher's coming across s/o's sketchbook
Who’s at fault? (Reblog)
Hand
Until I Found You
Bo Sinclair roleplay blog
Slashers with a Male S/O w/ Age Regression
Sinclair Brothers reaction to a happy meal
Sinclair Brothers w/ energetic s/o
Sinclair brothers reaction to being flirted with
"What shall I tell ma..." pt 1
Slashers with a Yandere!Reader
Lester Sinclair:
Slasher's coming across s/o's sketchbook
Sinclair Brothers reaction to a happy meal
Sinclair Brothers w/ energetic s/o
Sinclair brothers reaction to being flirted with
Slashers with a Yandere!Reader
Slashers with a s/o who stutters
Vincent Sinclair:
Slasher's coming across s/o's sketchbook
Sinclair Brothers reaction to a happy meal
Sinclair Brothers w/ energetic s/o
Who’s at fault? (Reblog)
Yan!Vincent Sinclair x GN!Reader
Sinclair brothers reaction to being flirted with
Slashers with a Yandere!Reader
Rusty Nail:
Slasher's coming across s/o's sketchbook
Charles Lee Ray:
Tiffany Valentine:
Norman Bates:
Slashers with a s/o who stutters
Jason Voorhees:
Jason Voorhees with s/o on their period
Micheal Myers (RZ):
Slashers with a Male S/O w/ Age Regression
Slashers with a Yandere!Reader
Jack Torrance:
Billy Lenz:
Any Ghostface:
Slashers with a Male S/O w/ Age Regression
You're gonna go far kid...
Any Leatherface:
Slashers with a Male S/O w/ Age Regression
Drayton Sawyer:
Nubbins Sawyer:
Slashers with a s/o who stutters
Chop Top Sawyer:
Tex Sawyer:
Tinker Sawyer:
Alfredo Sawyer:
Brahms Heelshire:
Severen:
Yandere Severen Van Sickle
Mae:
Caleb Colton:
Homer:
Diamondback:
Loy Colton:
Jesse Hooker:
#reader insert#x reader#slashers x reader#slashers x y/n#slashers x you#slashers incorrect quotes#slashers#slasher fandom#slasher community#slashers smut#slashers fanfiction
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Finally found you- Severen x gn reader
((warnings of angst, pinning, soft sev, mentions of killing, ends happy!))
((slight description)) You ran away from the coven, and they've been trying to find you for 4 years now. for that time, you've managed to avoid them, but you ended up running into the one who you've really been trying to avoid.
I edited it ✨️
Severen can still remember the night you left. You had been acting strange. You didn't speak or meet anyone's eye - it was a clear sign that you were up to something. The most pressing detail of all was that you stayed behind the rest when you were usually the first one gone. If only he had stayed behind and spoke to you, if only he hadn't let his past lover, Elisa, go back to retrieve his lighter. If only he had gathered the courage to reach out to you. This never would have happened.
You and him were inseparable once you finally made your first kill; he remembered how you were so frightened about what you'd become and how you refused blood for 4 nights. He's never seen someone resist blood for that long, but looking back on it, you always had the strongest of wills. It was one of the reasons he loved you. You were enchanting, fierce, and a force to be reckoned with. Those were the first few qualities that brought his attention to you in that dingy bar. Back then, his attention was only on you, and he knew by how your heart raced that night he had your devoted attention too. Severen should have known the moment he laid eyes on you that you were his mate. Maybe if he wasn't so damn stubborn or blindly loyal, he'd have seen through Elisa, a lover who wasn't even there, and to you, the one he needed. God, how he wished you were near again, he'd do anything to go back to the nights of stolen glances and accidental touches if it meant you were at least with him.
These last few months have been the bane of his existence. Elisa was supposed to be his everything. She was supposed to be what he's always wanted, but now the only thing he wants is to finally be yours. Without you, the coven began to tear apart. The others rightfully blamed Elisa for your abrupt disappearance, even if the note you wrote to the coven saying goodbye never explained why you left. It was clear to everyone, even Severen, but he refused to acknowledge it. It was easier that way.
Caleb and Mae had been your closest friends, beside Severen, when you first became a part of the coven. But when Elisa returned, you retracted from his side altogether and spent your time with them instead. The couple was enraged and sorrowful with your absence. You were their close friend and meant so much to them. Mae had no intention of stopping Caleb from starting a fight with Severen after months passed without you. Caleb and Mae let their disdain towards Elisa well known that night and accused her of driving you away. Severen was going to fight for his returned lover, but the moment she confessed. Any remaining loyalty to her was gone, and he had no fight to give.
In the simplest of terms, the Hooker coven distributed a fitting punishment for hurting one of their own unto Elisa. Gone, but not dead. Now, there was only one thing they all needed to do, and that was to find you. Severen was convinced he'd never find you again as 4 years passed. There were multiple times when he knew you were near but just out of reach, and it drove him insane. He was a void of who he was. No longer did Severen Van Sickle play or toy with his victims. Hell, sometimes he'd even forget to eat. Not even Homer could make him joke around with the others. It was an unsettling sight to behold.
In Chicago, 1992, there you were in an underground punk bar flirting up a storm with someone he hoped you'd be killing. You felt him. He knew you did because from across the bar, you made eye contact. He was overjoyed to see you, but his joy turned lackluster when your horrified expression came to view, and you ran. You fucking ran away again! A pit of rage fuelled Severen's next actions as he ran after you. He wasn't going to let you slip away this time, not now, not ever again.
Already out of the bar and into the nightlife. You ran far, but you could hear the single click of a spur following you. You knew it was him. You could feel him. With time spent separated, the pull between you two became even more powerful and harder to ignore. It made your heart ache, and you wished you could rip it out from your chest. You swerved and turned down different streets, anything to avoid him. You couldn't handle any more heartbreak. He chose her, and so did the coven. Why is he chasing you now? You gave them the chance to meet you again, but no one came. When will this torture end?
You were convinced by now that you lost the older creature of the night and slowed down to a brisk walk. No longer did you hear that spur click after each of his haunting steps. You made your way home and stepped inside the studio apartment building you've been living in for a bit now. It was thanks to a friend who owned the studio that it was even possible for you to live there. The deal was that she let you live there for free as long as you agreed to supply blood for her. You could leave whenever you wanted, and only had to return the keys. All in all, it was a good trade.
While walking up the stairs, your body froze with nerves when you heard that familiar spur click against the ground as the man who wore it approached from behind. Instinctively, you ran up the steps the moment his voice rang through the echoing staircase. "Oh yoo, who!" He laughed hauntingly as he chased after you. You were beyond panicked. Why was he doing this? You pulled out your keys and bound up the last few steps before struggling with the stupid door. He was close; it felt like electricity rushing down your spine the closer he was getting to you. When you finally opened the door, you slammed it shut, but your stalker caught it with his foot.
On the other side of the door, Severen spoke in a low, threatening but mocking tone. "You avoidin' me, darlin?" He wedge one of his large hands into the opening while you used all of your strength to keep him outside. Your heart ached, and the words slipped from your lips. "You know what you did..." You could visibly feel Severen's rage as his large hand grips the strong door and easily throws it open. His strength makes you stumble back and be thrown deeper into the small studio. When he steps through the entryway, he glares you down and slams the door shut so hard it splinters the wood framing. You jump from the loud slam but just stare at him. He's seething, and you've never seen him like this before. "What I did? You're the one who left?..." He didn't yell, but his accent was thicker as the rage seeped into each letter. Severen slowly stalked towards you, and you took a step away from him each time. The man you saw as your closest friend and the one you loved terrified you in this moment. You returned his glare and clenched your fists tightly in order to ground yourself in the overwhelming situation. "You never met me in Salem or wrote back!" You tried to sound mad. You really did, but you sounded heartbroken instead. Severen's rage waned at your voice. He stopped in his tracks and stared at you with such confusion. "Salem? What're you talkin' 'bout?" You laughed bitterly, and the sound was so broken it twisted Severen's heart. "You don't even remember the letter I wrote you." Severen let out a frustrated growl and wasn't tolerating any of your antics. The older creature of the night stormed right up to you and grasped you by your shoulders. He shaked you to snap your attention to him. "Goddamn it, enough! What letter, Y/N? Please.." His voice held little anger like his actions did. He was begging with his voice and eyes just desperately trying to understand what had happened. You push him away from you as his touch makes it all too much. "My letters.. they were on the counter in the motel room. everyone got one." You left a letter for each of your coven members, saying goodbye and telling them exactly what your plan was, where you would be, and a writing address. Severen thought for a moment, trying to understand what happened before whipping around and smacking the desk below. He hit it so hard the wood cracked beneath his palms. "Fuck!" He yelled when the dots connected, you were confused by the outburst. "Severen... what's going on?" He bit back the groan that filled his throat just from the way you said his name, God did he miss you.
The sadistic cowboy looked over his shoulder, still leaning on his hands over the desk. His gaze was something dark. "We never got your letters 'sides the one for everyone. Elisa musta done somethin' to 'em." You scoffed at him and rubbed your eyes in frustration. It made sense. You ran into her that night and didn't even think about the chance she'd tamper with it. "Speaking of your mate, how is she?" You tried to speak politely, but venom dripped when you said the word 'mate'. Severen stood straight from the desk and stepped towards you. Your eyes were pointed to the ground, so he tilted your chin up to meet his dazzling blue eyes. You melted seeing him up close, but when he grimly spoke, that warmth faded. "Gone." Your body froze. Gone? She was gone, but why? A part of you was happy she was, but it dawned on you that this entire time, you've been living a lie. The coven never knew of your letters or knew how you wanted to return. They didn't abandon you like you thought. When he let that information sink in, Severen questioned in a kinder tone. "What did that letter say?" You didn't meet his eyes when you pulled your chin out from his touch. Everything was too overwhelming. Your lips trembled as the truth is revealed. "It said to meet me on October 30th, 1988, in Salem. I wanted to spend Halloween there with everyone." You paused as you tried to swallow the lump in your throat and blink back the tears. "But none of you came, and 2 months alone turned to 4 years." You were hanging on by a thread, and your voice was just as shaky as your body. For so long, you thought the family you finally found within the Hooker coven was all just a figment of your imagination, and they didn't want you. You fell apart when you felt Severen wrap his arms around you. He pressed his head into the crook of your neck and thread his fingers into your soft hair, pulling you into his chest. He hushed you in his arms, but his own voice was shaky as he spoke. "I've been lookin' for you for all these years... I swear if I'd known 'bout that letter I'd been there. we all woulda…"
Once you finally calmed in his arms, Severen pulled away to face you. He needed to see you properly. It was a shocking sight for you to see his pale cheeks dampened with tears. You reached out to cup his scruffy cheek and wipe the stray tears away. He leans into the touch and gives you a wobbly smile. Not a smirk or grin. a smile. One that you missed for so long, "Why are you crying?" it was a stupid question, but you needed to know. Severen brings his own hand and cups your cheek as you pull your own hand away. His rough thumb rubbed against your soft skin, and his ocean eyes stared at you with such longing and love. "Cause I've been lookin' for you for longer than just those fuckin' 4 years. Now that I have, I ain't ever lettin' you go." Your heart flutters in your chest as Severen leans his forehead against yours. His hot breath fans against your pretty lips. "Is that so?" You mused and wrap both your arms around his strong shoulders. You can feel his lips twitch into a smirk. One of Severens hands tangled itself in your hair, and the other pulled you closer to him by your hip - both grabbing your devoted attention. "Nah, darlin'. That's a fact." He closed the distance between your lips with his. He made your head spin with his gentleness and passion. Severen hummed against your sweet lips as you effortlessly returned his tenderness. He regrettably pulled himself away and looked over your beautiful face. He was remembering each feature and design of you with a charming smirk on his face. "C'mon, the others been dyin' to see ya." He wrapped an arm around your shoulders, and you raised a brow at him with a smirk on your lips. "Dyin?" You knew you weren't returning to that studio ever again because you were finally where you belonged.
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Hello, love!
I was wondering if I could request some HCs for Severen and how he would be with a mate that is a pinup & girly and how he’d be around them and maybe what the Hooker clan would be like towards them as well? Thanks so much 🖤
Severen With a Pinup Girl Reader Headcanons
Pairing(s): Severen Van Sickle X PinupGirl!Reader
Characters: Severen Van Sickle, Reader, Jesse Hooker, Homer, Mae, Diamondback, Caleb Colton
Link: Near Dark
⚠️ Warnings!: I do bash Jesse Hooker for being the grumpy old confederate he is
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✨Severen wasn't really sure about his S/O at first. Warming up to anyone is a little hard for him, and your overly girly peppy demeanor.
✨What really drew him to you was your dedication to your aesthetic choices. Your love for the Pinup Style and culture, not giving a crap if people would judge you on the street, or men giving you lecherous looks.
✨Pinup culture of old was very much about exoticizing and sexualizing women for the pleasure of soldiers at war. That was Severen's only impression of the culture and his first impression of you.
✨You convince and show him however how the modern movement of pinup culture is about sex-positive empowerment. Your style is a part of expressing your sexual nature and making it your own. Not just for the male gaze.
✨The way you are willing to passionately and staunchly defend your choices in the face of the often grumpy, judgmental and toxically masculine Jesse is another thing which attracted Sev to you.
✨Severen has always been a rebel who enjoys defying authority. Seeing your bravery and willingness to go to bat for your sub-culture is something he finds super attractive.
✨Your obsession with tight high waisted pants, spending your time perfecting the victory roll hairstyle, and applying a balanced red lip was another big turn-on for Severen. He isn't a perfectionist when it comes to style in the same way, finding your dedication interesting and worth learning from in your relationship.
✨Jesse is gonna judge Severen's choice to make you his mate pretty harshly. He still holds the Pin Up culture as something sexualized only and that you're not gonna be loyal. He doesn't take you seriously or how you feel for Sev. Jesse's entirely conservative attitude won't allow him to even consider the possibility of sexual empowerment through this sub-culture.
✨When Severen confronts Jesse about it and backs up your position stating: You're just stuck in the past, and I ain't gonna waste my time on you if you keep pushing this bullshit on my girl. Jesse decides it's better to just deal then fracture their family due to a disagreement.
#severen x reader#severen van sickle x reader#severen van sickle#pinupgirl!reader#fem reader#pin up girl reader#pin up girl#near dark#near dark 1987#trash gobby requests
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So... About the Severen poly situation with Jesse and DB... How do you think that would work? Asking because of science 😂 (nah I've also had my Thoughts✨ about it, but curious to see how you imagined it would be like 👀) also totally agree with Severen having the sexies for Caleb 😂 (not me going through the entire posts and tags of every single Near Dark writer ever because I'm desperate for more content 🥴🥴🥴)
OH! YES!
I doubt it's very often or a true closed throuple sort of relationship but he is definitely their plus one 😏🤫
I mean, I'm sure there have been many nights where it was just them 3 for decades...You're telling me they didn't invite Sev or he invited himself when Jesse and DB wanted to be intimate in a small space? Nah, DB probably pegged Sev once and either Sev was between Jesse and DB or DB was between Jesse and Sev (And she dominated both of them almost everytime)
I think they all have deep respect and love for each other but Severen isn't romantically involved with them either because he's a free spirit or aromantic or just doesn't view them that way but sex? Absolutely. 100%.
AND yeaaaahhh...Severen had the hots for Caleb idc. He did. What is this gay shit? "iT's CaUsE itS bLoOd-" OKAY. IT'S FOOD. I AINT NEVER SWIPED CARAMEL OFF MY FRIENDS FACE LIKE THAT ARM WRAPPED AROUND THEM MAKING EYE CONTACT AND PUT IT IN MY MOUTH UNLESS I WANTED MY MOUTH ON SOMETHING ELSE 😵🥴😭
This is a man wanting to explore another guys body idc!!!
Some ppl have been opening my eyes to Severen x Caleb x Mae in a new light. I can see Severen loving both of them like he loves Jesse and DB but both him and Mae hyper focusing solely on Caleb instead of each other. (Sev doesn't interact with Mae much other than protecting her in the movie or looking proudly at her a few times. Honestly? Sev and Mae and Sev and Homer feel like the only platonic relationships Sev has but Jesse and DB and Caleb?...Idk man. I'm just saying!)
Like Severen is everyone's designated spare fifth tire in the back. He is the plus one that just cozies himself into it. And he's so loyal and protective of his family that he loves them all the same in his asshole way.
Poor Homer is going outside to smoke pissed off as everyone/Severen with one of the couples is making out inside.
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The Lost Boys x Reader x Near Dark Reaction Headcannons
Requested by Anon
Notes: Severen x Reader themes, kind of long and not entirely proofread
oh boy
I'm going to say you were with Severen already before this entire debacle and that Mae had just brought Caleb in, so the movie but instead of going with his family Caleb just left with the gang
so going to Santa Carla was less "let's go to the beach!!" and a little more "wow Texas looks kinda funny here ngl"
while, yes, the Near Dark gang enjoys a good rowdy time, a boardwalk as busy as Santa Carla's especially in the summertime is just far too busy
honestly though after bringing in Caleb, and the entire mess that had brought, it didn't take a whole lot of convincing to get everyone on board with a little vacation
everyone had split to enjoy what they wanted, the couples by themselves and Homer mostly floating around by himself but catching up whenever he bumped into another group
for you, Severen was deadset on going to the ferris wheel so much so that Jesse hardly got through making sure everyone was clear on when to return before running off with you
he was going to get a sappy kiss at the top even if the line was quite frankly too long to bother with the whole thing if it was the last thing he did
kind of a bummer he happened to shoulder check some curly blonde in a funny jacket on the way
double bummer Severen can't keep his big mouth shut and just happened to make a joke about not being able to see him down there :/
so of course the blonde (who you'll soon find to be named Marko) calls his friends over
mostly consisting of a lot of half assed appologies at your insistence and some back handed compliments on their attire, Severen manages to sweet talk his way into being semi buddy-buddy with the group
it doesn't take too long before you've found yourself chatting with the group; learning their names and asking the usual basic questions
from what you two can tell they're local but beyond that their answers are inconsistent at best and it's becoming increasingly clear there's more to the story than they're letting on
it seems David, the apparent leader of the bunch, likes you two enough to invite you back to their "cave" as they put it to talk away from the hustle and bustle of the boardwalk
lost story short, they assumed you were human while you also assumed they were human and only realized neither of you thought correctly when they tried to get you to join their own group via blood wine
really, after regrouping and bringing everyone down to meet the boys, they get along remarkably well
Homer sympathizes so much with Laddie that he goes on a personal mission to try and make this kid feel better about being stuck a kid forever
Severen, Paul, and Marko are chaos incarnate there is not a single inkling of commen sense between them, leads to a lot of property damage and lectures from Jesse
Diamondback decides she's mom now, tbh though who's gonna argue, and honestly almost has all the boys somewhat answering to her
they wouldn't admit it but they do enjoy having a mother figure of sorts around, even if it's just for a little while every so often
Caleb = Michael, they get along swimmingly and fully relate to having been mostly forced into this life by their now gfs
by the time you all decide to pack up and leave, Jesse saying you've caused too much of a ruckus already, you've all already decided you need to come back soon
#the lost boys#the lost boys 1987#the lost boys x reader#x reader#mine#headcannons#the lost boys david#david lostboy#the lost boys paul#paul lostboy#the lost boys dwayne#dwayne lostboy#the lost boys marko#marko lostboy#michael emerson#the lost boys laddie#laddie#diamondback near dark#diamondback#near dark#near dark x reader#near dark 1987#severen#severen near dark#caleb colton#jesse hooker#severen x reader#homer#homer near dark
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Six Strangers Walk Into a Bar: Part 7 (Severen x Fem!Reader) fic
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Warnings: sexual content, cursing, Homer is a canon compliant little creep
Word Count: 3662
Smut and fluff, ‘cause some people said they deserved it after that angst chapter, but man this took forever to write. Literally didn't edit this cause we die by our mistakes
It was harder than you thought to keep your mind clean. Severen didn't help you by fondling your ass every now and then, and you were uncomfortably riled up by the time you got to the motel. Severen only grinned and asked,
"Something wrong, darlin'? And you gave him an extra hard glare as he opened the door to the motel room. To your surprise, it was empty. Mae and Caleb had a habit of going off by themselves for reasons besides feeding, and you supposed that Jesse and Diamondback hadn't eaten yet. And Homer? Well, you set your food on the table and checked the bathroom, but he was nowhere to be found. Severen took off his leather jacket, arching a brow at you to ask, and you shook your head. The two of you stared at eachother for a moment, and then both of you fell onto your bed for the night. The kiss was all tongue and you yanked at Severens hair as he slid between your legs. The two of you could never expect to get far, even in these moments when no one was at the room. But you hoped, prayed, that you could at least get to third base. Severen didn't hesitate to touch you now, groping at your breasts through your shirt, rubbing and pinching at your clothed nipples. It made your breath hitch, and you nipped at his lips and urged him on with a roll of your hips. He groaned at the contact, rutting back and slipping his hands under your shirt. While you appreciated the foreplay, your time was limited. It's why you pulled your hands from his hair and reached to unbutton the button of your jeans, quickly begging him with the words,
"Please, Severen, please touch me." And Severen didn't need to be asked twice. His hand wormed its way down your pants and you let out a frustrated whine when he rubbed you through your panties. He was such a tease, and you yanked at the hair at the nape of his neck to show your frustration. He chuckled into your kiss, before tilting his head and deepening your kiss. You were already soaked, you could tell. You couldn't remember a time you'd been so pent up. But, well, you couldn't remember a time where you'd gone this long without consistent, if not unsatisfying sex. At least you'd had the privacy of your own home to masturbate, but you hadn't even had that. Severens hand finally slipped under your panties, rubbing through your folds and making you moan pathetically into his mouth. He ate it up, and you knew you were probably boosting his ego dangerously high.
He used the calloused pad of his thumb to rub circles into your clit, nearly making you cry out at the attention and arch up into him. He started a fast pace, his thumb firmly pressing against the bundle of nerves. It made the fire roar inside your belly, and you felt his fingers gathering up your slick before traveling lower. He circled your entrance, not missing an opportunity to tease you, before he began to sink one inside. His hands were big and his fingers were thick, much thicker than yours. The feeling made you keen, and you thought that just a minute more of this and you'd be cumming around it.
Of course, he'd barely begun to pump the single digit inside of you before you heard a key in the door. You gasped, but he was ripping his hand away from your sex, and helping you button up your pants in a single second. You'd just zipped your zipper and Severen had just pushed himself off of you, deciding to pop his slick finger inside his mouth and suck your slick off, before the door opened. The two of you had sat up, but, it was clear from your flushed face that this wasn't all you'd been doing. In came Homer, a coke in his hand, and Severen glared at the younger vampire as he pulled a pillow over his crotch. He looked at the two of you, and a grin was quick to come to his face.
"Did I interrupt something?" And suddenly you understood why Severen was so mean to the kid sometimes. The pair of you sat with your backs against the headboard, as Homer had refused to leave to give you a few more minutes of privacy. He sat on the floor to watch TV, and you glared at the screen mourning your ruined orgasm. When the pair of you had not so subtly suggested, he'd replied, "Oh, go back to what you were doing. Pretend like I'm not even here." And it had earned him a pillow to the back of the head.
All hopes of him leaving were dashed when Jesse and Diamondback came back to the room, and you sunk into the bed completely defeated. Severen didn't look any better than you, and Diamondback had even asked,
"Did something happen?" As if the pair of you had a fight. You shook your head, and it wasn't long before all seven of you were back in the room. You leaned against Severens chest stared at the TV, zoning out more than anything as he combed his hands through your hair. Thought flashes through your mind. Replays of the feelings from only a little while earlier. Severen had definitely known what he was doing, and, even if you'd gotten close, you hadn't even began to touch him. Quickly, your images of Severen teasing you flipped. You replayed the groan you had earned from him, imagining being able to draw more sounds like that from him. How his skilled hands would tangle into your hair, similar to the way they were petting your head now. How he would guide your head, and, probably, hold you down to slip his dick down the rest of your throat. You imagined going further, how deep he'd be able to fit inside you. If you were honest, you didn't know truly how big he was. Well, you could arrange to figure out soon. But your thoughts continued. You mused about how easily he could pick you up, hold you down. Being whatever he was did have a few advantages. You bit your lip for a moment, a particularly tantalizing image of him pinning you down by your arms, no your throat, appearing in your mind.
You gulped at the thought. After a few more minutes of sulking and fantasizing, a thought occurred to you. While there was practically no hope of all of them leaving, that didn't mean that the pair of you had to stay. Usually, you weren't the type for anything as risque attempting to get off without four walls surrounding you, but desperate times called for desperate measures. You looked at the time, and bit your lip when you saw that it was 4 am. Dawn was still an hour or so away, and you looked towards the brunette sitting besides you. You leaned over to kiss his cheek, if only to catch his attention away from the TV.
"Wanna go for a walk?" You asked, and Severen arched a brow at you. Usually, you weren't one for walks at night, but he was quick to nod. Severen trailed after you everywhere, and you doubted he'd let you go out at this time of night without him. You hopped off the bed and tugged him by his hand, and Diamondback called after the pair of you,
"Watch the time." Even if you knew that was mostly for Severen. Once the door had shut behind you, you grinned and pulled him down the hall. The outside air was cool, and you giggled at the pure excitement running through you. Severen smiled along, trying to catch you by your waist as he asked,
"What's gotten into you?" And you turned around to stop and give him a grin. The pair of you had found the bottom of the stairwell. It was a small little room, but, just under the stairs, it was slightly secluded. Tucked away where no one could see. You flushed a little as you tried to think of your words, playing with his shirt as you tried to figure out how to phrase them. You were never good at flirting, and it was embarrassing what you were about to tell him. Instead, you decided to tug on his shirt and tug him back into the darkness, tip-toeing up to press kisses to his jaw. He followed you until you pushed his back against the wall, tilting his head down so he could capture your lips. His hands moved down your sides, and Severen was quick to recapture his fervor from earlier. He reached down to grip your ass, making you moan into his mouth before one of his hands moved to your front. He rubbed and cupped you through your jeans, and you arched your hips into the touch. But, before you could become completely sidetracked, you reached down to start undoing his jeans. He was quick to pull away from the kiss, his eyes swirling with lust, but he said,
"Wait, wait, not here- I wanted to do something nice-" And while you were flattered that he'd thought far ahead enough to want to plan something, you quickly shushed him. You placed a finger over his lips, before leaning up to peck them. When you fell back on your heels, you told him,
"Don't get ahead of yourself, cowboy." And you were surprised by the surge of confidence that ran through you. You didn't know why, but that was the boost you needed. He smiled down at you, grinning wickedly at the nickname before he watched you fall down to your knees. You unbuckled his belt, deciding that this was the best way to answer a few of your questions. You'd pushed his shirt up as you made work of his pants, sucking a hickey into his side, before you were reaching in to rub him through his underwear. He hardened under his fingertips, and you made work of trailing little red spots above his waistband. When you got to his happy-trail, you nosed along the line of hair before you were finally pulling his underwear down and letting his cock spring free.
It was long and thick, and slightly bigger than you'd expected. But, that didn't stop you from licking the side all the way to the tip, wrapping your lips around it and starting to massage it with your tongue. While you'd only really been with one guy, you had some practice. Even if Severens dick was bigger than what you were used to working with. You looked up, seeing that he'd leaned his head back against the wall. He was never one to stay quiet long, and he quickly began coaxing you through it.
"Just like that, yeah. You can take a little bit more, can't you?" He asked, his hand finding its way to the back of your head. You'd started up a steady rhythm, and he lightly pushed you to take more and more of his length. Your jaw was already starting to ache, but you forced through it and took him down deeper. His voice had gone a little rough around the edges, and he said, "Good girl. Just like that." And, god, you were wet just from the sound of his voice. His hips moved with the rhythm you'd started, pushing himself further and further down your throat until he nudged the back of it. You did you best not to gag, but, soon, it seemed as thought he was no longer content to let you keep control. He paused your head, pushing it further down to earn a muffled whine and you quickly did your best to keep your throat relaxed. He grinned, and then said, "Keep that pretty mouth of yours open, darlin'." He said, reaching down to massage your jaw. He gripped you by your hair, keeping it so you couldn't move your head as he began thrusting into your mouth. His place started slow and nice, giving you a moment to get used to it before all you could do was let your mouth hang open as he pistoned himself inside your mouth. You could feel tears pricking in your eyes, the quick pace making it so drool was dribbling down your chin. You could feel his dick twitch inside your mouth, hear him as he whispered huskily, "Yeah, just a little bit more," and then-
You heard heavy footsteps stomping down the stairwell and Severen ripped you off his dick. He was quick to tuck himself away and fix his pants, and he helped you up off of the ground. You did your best to wipe the drool off your chin as Severen fixed his belt, and the pair of you walked around the stairs to act as if the pair of you were heading back up. You passed a stranger, obviously one staying in the motel just like you, and you could hear Severen cursing under his breath. The only thing you could make out was,
"Fucking blueballs-" And you covered your mouth, stifling a laugh. He whipped his head towards you, and you quickly cleared your throat to cover it up. Still, you thought perhaps it was just a little funny.
Subtle revenge, you thought. Even if it hadn't been intentional. He scoffed, looking around and then backing you up against the wall. You squeaked, and one of his hands cupped your chin and squeezed your cheeks. His light eyes were shrouded in darkness, and he leaned down close to whisper,
"Laugh at me again and I'll fuck that mouth raw. Got it?" He asked, and you tried not to think about the heat pooling in your belly from his threat. You knew that Severen would never do anything you didn't want him to, but the idea of him being even less restrained? Of him taking control? It made your eyes hooded as you stared up at him. You gave him a quick nod, and he looked over your face for a moment before leaning down to recapture your lips. He sucked your bottom lip into his mouth, letting his teeth graze against it in a way that made you whimper. Your mouth was already sensitive, and his kiss was bruising. His hands wandered, groping whatever he pleased and making you arch into the touch. When his thumb rubbed over one of your nipples, you grabbed his hand and arched into his touch. You whimpered, the sound needy and pathetic, and, for a moment, you thought Severen was gonna hike you around his hips and take you right there. He didn't, and a wave of disappointment filled you. Instead, he swiped his thumb across your bottom lip and said, "Car?" And you thought he was a genius.
Your "clan" had picked a truck with a cap earlier that evening, one that Severen had taken straight off the lot. The first night you'd watched him do it, you'd been fascinated with how quick he was with a hanger. The second the doors were closed the pair of you were back on eachother. There was a semblance of privacy, one that let the pair of you slow down just the tiniest bit. He kissed you over and over until you were putty in his hands, and you heard him start to unfasten his own belt so you could finish what you had started.
“How can I help you, pilgrim?” He asked, and the annoyance was clear in his voice. Whatever this intrusion was for, it wasn’t welcome. Caleb smiled, a tinge of knowing in his eyes, and he gave you a smile before he said,
A knock on the window of the truck nearly scared the shit out of both of you, and Severen looked through the darkened window to see the slightly dirty face of his brother. Caleb. Severen leaned back in the seat, cursing, before he began cranking the window down.
“Diamond’ wanted me to tell you that sun’s up in a half hour.” Caleb said, and Severen gave him a hard glare. Caleb was chewing a toothpick, and it was one of the first times you’d seen him without Mae. It seemed that cock-blocking the pair of you was a game that both of Severen’s brothers enjoyed.
“Tell her I said thank you.” Severen replied, and then went to close the conversation with a few rolls of the window. Before he could, Caleb piped up. From the look in Severen’s eye, you almost thought he was gonna give him a black eye.
“There’s a camera right there, y’know.” Caleb said, pointing towards a security camera neither of you had spotted before. Right under it was a sign telling them that the parking lot was under twenty-four hour surveillance. You blushed bright red, suddenly thankful for the intrusion. The brunette besides you gave you a look, and he seemed to be able to tell that if you were going to continue your earlier action, it wasn’t going to be here. Severen sighed and shook his head, then gave Caleb a grin as fake as canned cheese.
“Thank you, Caleb. You can leave now.” Severen said, his voice dripping with faux-kindness. Caleb must’ve enjoyed pulling on Severens chain, or at least he might’ve enjoyed brushes with death. Because Caleb had the gall to continue as he stepped back, saying,
“Oh, I might go for a walk. Isn’t that what y’all said you were gonna do? You two get far?” And Caleb’s double-meaning wasn’t lost on the two of you. Severen opened the door, as if he really was going to beat Calebs ass, and the light haired brunette laughed and jogged away from the silent threat of violence. Severen slammed the door closed and sighed, leaning back in his seat with his eyes closed for a moment. You were still curled up next to him, and you gently pet at his chest before you laid his head on his shoulder. It seemed neither of you were getting far that night, and you opted to cuddle up to him instead. Softly, you told him,
“We’ll figure something out.” And he let out a soft grunt in response. He reached down to fix himself in his pants, giving his dick a squeeze to try to lessen the pressure. You leaned over, kissing at his jaw until he turned his head to press his lips against yours. After a quick slide of his lips, he offered,
“We could get in the back.” And you gave him a small glare in response. He sighed, and you could practically hear his train of thought. Swing and a miss. He leaned back in to give you another short, sweet kiss, and you ran your hand over his thigh, trying to find purchase. His breath hitched for a moment, and he said, “Don’t tease.” Before he leaned back in, deepening the kiss.
You didn’t get to do much more than makeout in the truck, but you’d taken your extra bout of time with eachother to talk lightly. It was nice, just laying on his chest and listening to him speak. You’d gotten to ask a few questions, and you’d specifically asked about his age. He’d grinned for a moment as he laid his head back, and vaguely said,
“You know about the Chicago fire?” He asked, and you furrowed your brows. It didn’t take long to put together what he was telling you. They set fires each night, and you lifted your head off his chest.
“That was you?” You asked, poking his chest. He laughed, nodding and continued with,
“Me and Jesse. It was just me and Jesse back then.” You hummed, thinking about what he’d told you. You tried to remember what year that fire was, thinking back to your highschool classes. You wanted to say 1870-1872. It was the 80’s. The 1980’s. That meant that Severen was over a hundred years old, not including any time before that and the years he’d spent as a human. And Jesse, you assumed, was older. You propped your chin on his chest, staring at him for a moment. You smiled as you said,
“Homer was right.” You whispered, and he furrowed his brows and looked at you. “You are too old for me.” You clarified, laughing at the look that crossed his face. He rolled his eyes, before quickly grabbing you and tickling your side. You laughed, almost a little too loud, but he was pressing further, pressing you back until you fell back against the seat. He tickled you until you were crying for mercy, and he said,
“I guess I’ll just have to eat you then.” He teased, playfully growling and mouthing at your neck as he tickled your sides. It took several cries of uncle before he ceased his tickling and clamped his lips over yours. He’d climbed on top of you, settling between your legs and trying his best to fit in the cramped truck. You giggled into the kiss, the after-shocks of adrenaline still running through you. You combed your fingers through the back of his hair, letting him pull away from the kiss to trail kisses to the corner of your lips, and then up your jaw.
“You won’t.” You told him, and you could feel that it was true to the core of your bones. “You like me too much.” You said with a giggle, and he kissed right under your ear before he was pulling away. He pulled so he could stare at you, brushing your hair away from your face and trailing his fingers over the exposed line of skin of your neck.
“Plus, I’d rather eat you out instead.” He teased, and you scoffed and pushed him away.
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near dark compilation bc i love these three
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SWF headcanons with Caleb Colton × fem reader?
Caleb Couldn't Bring Himself To Kill You
Headcanon - Caleb Colton x Fem Reader - SFW
AN: So essentially this is a Near Dark AU where Mae doesn't exist and instead Caleb found himself in her place.
You were hitchhiking, trying to get to the nearest town.
A handsome young man with boyish good looks pulls over in a pick-up truck and offers you a ride.
You had a bad feeling in your gut but you were too tired to walk any further and ignored your better judgement.
Once you're back on the highway, you try to make polite small talk but he remains silent and the more you talk about yourself and where you're from you notice an increasing agitation in his manner.
"Is something wrong?", you ask. He shakes his head no, but his hands shake as he reaches for another cigarette. He starts sweating and you start to get the sense that he is physically I'll.
You ask him to pull over and let you out at the next exit, but instead he speeds up and your heart begins to race. The gut feeling that tells you something is wrong is back in full swing.
You demand him to pull over and he pulls off onto a dirt road with a sharp turn at high speed. Your heart drops into your stomach as you see the door lock go down where you can not pry it back up.
The truck comes to a sudden stop, sliding in the dust and gravel. He grabs you by the back of the neck and with incredible strength, pulls you to him.
You scream as his fangs puncture your neck. You try to pull away but his strength is unmatched.
But then he pulls away and you see tears streaking his face. His head in his hands, you hear him mumble, "I'm sorry..."
In a fit of adrenaline, you smash out the passenger window and throw yourself out of the truck, running off through the lonesome desert towards the highway.
You make your way along the side of the road, frantically trying to wave down anyone who might help. This goes on for an hour or more, the blood dissuading people from giving you a ride, assuming you're trouble.
Finally, a couple in a Buick pull over and offer you a ride. The woman doted over you, worried if you were alright, insisting to her husband they take you to the hospital. Finally, decent people.
You climb in the back seat and once you hit cruising speed, you notice a sudden change in their demeanor. The man nods towards the backseat and orders, "Diamondback, finish her sorry ass..."
The once sweet, maternal woman climbs into the backseat towards you, a switchblade between her teeth. It is mere seconds before you feel the cold steel slice open your throat. You collapse on the back seat and the last you is hear the man chuckle, "Caleb's ass is grass, this is the third one..."
You're shocked to awake some time later in a darkened camper to arguing in the front. You immediately grab your throat and feel a slight scar but no wound. How could this be real?
You over hear the older man berating someone, "You dumb chicken shit, you put our ass on the line! She's turned and it's your fucking fault! You god damn coward!" You hear something like a table being overturned.
Another man's voice with a strong Texas accent joined in, "I told you Jess, he ain't one of us. We should just off the both of em. Its bout time we put a end to your fuck up!" The woman jumped in on the defense, "Don't you talk to him like that Sev! It was one rare fuck up."
You hear a meek voice, the one from the pick-up truck, "I'm sorry Jess... I never asked for this..." The woman agreed, "He has a point Jess and he really has tried..." There was an audible sigh and the older man directed, "Caleb, go get her."
Caleb came back and saw you wide-eyed and terrified. He offered you his hand and helped you up from the bed. Leading you into the front where you saw the couple from the Buick, another man who looked like a biker from hell, and the most dour-looking little boy. You could feel the pressure of all their glares upon you.
Severen kicked back in the booth, snorting and lighting a cigarette, "...off em both Jess. You'll regret it if ya don't."
Diamondback hushed him, and Jesse proceeded in a grave voice, "You have a week Caleb, if she ain't one of us, you're both fucked. No more fuck ups..." Caleb nodded solemnly and looked to you with sad eyes.
Caleb took you out to hunt that night explaining to you what life would be like now, "If they off me, I ain't too torn up about it. But you don't deserve that."
He did his best to encourage you and as the stomach churning hunger took you over, he would feed you, hiding it from the others.
You were angry about the lack of choice you had. You hadn't had much to lose but it was still a steep price. Yet, Caleb was so kind and gentle with you. You understood where he was coming from and that the only reason you were still alive is because he wasn't quite a hardened killer like the rest of them.
You had finally made your first kill on the 4th night and the relief in his eyes was palpable. He coached you and trained you on how to hunt and stay off the radar.
After awhile, you noticed an odd change. His puppy-dog eyes did something to you when they gazed at you. He defended you to the others which was brave considering his ranking in the group was low to begin with. He was very protective over you, often putting himself between you and Severen who seemed to hate you the most.
It wasn't before you noticed changes in his behavior. You would catch him staring, he made up excuses to be around you as much as he could or to be alone with you, you could see visible anger in his eyes if Severen made dirty jokes towards you just to bother him.
Severen had picked up on it as well and mercilessly teased him about liking you while Caleb would scramble to politely hide it.
Finally, one night on the walk back to the night's motel room, you pecked him on the cheek. He gushed, "What was that for?" You smiled up at him, blushing. He took off his hat and asked, "May I kiss you?" You nodded yes and that first kiss was the end of your doubts.
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Gotten some good responses to my posts that focus on the while Hooker Clan. I know I've seen some people talking about how the only Near Dark content we really get is just Severen x reader which is obviously great but I agree that we could use some more diversity. These short form headcanon posts are also helping me push though my writing blocks right now lol. Anyway. Here's how they respond when you cry lmfao.
Mae
Mae wants to be comforting, she really does, but honestly she's a bit awkward. She kind of shifts from foot to foot and looks around for someone else to guide her but if you two are alone she does step up.
She's going to approach kind of like a scared deer and reach out very slowly to touch you. If you ease into it she'll pull you into a hug and rub your shoulders. If you pull back she jumps away and apologizes.
Mae doesn't really ask any questions, though she really wants to. She just sits by you and offers her company for support.
When you're done crying she's pretty quick to ask if you need anything. She really just wants to feel helpful.
Caleb
Shockingly he's amazing at comforting people. Growing up he was always the only one who could soothe Sarah when she was crying. It's just a natural talent of his.
He always seems to know just the right things to do and say in these situations. It also helps that he's not as far removed form certain emotions as the others are.
Caleb will wait it out with you, lending an ear to listen and a shoulder to cry on. When you're done he's quick to try to get you to smile or laugh. Cracking jokes and prodding your sides.
He'll insist on hugging it out at the end. A big squeeze will set you right.
Jesse
Oh no. No no no no no. Don't do this. Not now. Where's Diamondback???
Jesse is one of the worst people to cry in front of. He's just not at all sure what to do in these sorts of situations. There's a chance he may even just walk away for you to sort it out on your own. But he'd check back in shortly. If it seems like this emotinal outburst isn't blowing over he'll approach with the same caution as Mae.
His first go to comforting move is to offer you a cigarette. Probably even a gruff pat on the shoulder before he takes a seat beside you. Other than that he keeps some physical distance for sure.
"What's got you all twisted up?" He hopes that if you talk about it you'll get over it sooner. He won't offer any words of advice or comfort but he sure can listen. Sometimes it's all you really need anyway.
Diamondback
Diamondback will immediately have you in the tightest hug. "Oh, honey, what's wrong!?" Very physically affectionate, she'll dote on those she cares for.
Once she releases you from her embrace, privacy is her next priority. She wants to make sure you feel safe and secure. Even if it means you two are spending the next hour locked inside a bathroom until you've fully calmed down.
Like Jesse she's gonna have you talk it out, but she's a lot more actively engaged in the conversation. She gives the best advice.
Watches you like a hawk for the next 24 hours at least to make sure you're really okay. Totally prepared to jump back in if you need her.
Homer
Homer does not comfort people. It's just not at all in his wheelhouse. As a matter of fact if he catches you crying he's likely to make things worse by making fun if you.
If he does make you cry harder he has a real "oh fuck" moment. He'll turn tail and go find someone else to comfort you.
While someone else takes care of the issue he kind of lingers near by, eavesdropping. Partly to figure out what got you so wound up in the first place and partially because maybe he feels a tad bit guilty for picking on you. Not that he'd ever admit it.
He tries to make up for it later with a subtle gift or gesture. Don't make a big deal out of it though.
Severen
Severen immediately goes through several stages of "what do I fucking do?" So he kind of freezes on the spot at first while his body tries to catch up with his brain.
His first coherent thought will definitely be to check and see if someone made you cry. If it was someone bugging you he could at least beat the shit out of them. That should make you feel better right? He finds most of his problems are solved with violence so why not your's?
But if it's deeper than that he resorts to option B, clowning around. He's going to do whatever it takes to get you to at least crack a smile. He doesn't care how stupid he looks.
But God if you get annoyed? Or ask him to stop? He's at a loss. Finally he'll do what he probably should of in the first place and throw and arm around you. "Hey, c'mere. It's okay. I got ya alright?" Just soothing murmurs until you're calmed down, his knee bouncing up and down the whole time with his own nerves.
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some vampire meta shit, and the theoretical societal balances which must be, and often are, struck within narratives depicting a carnivorous pseudo-human species (or, some thoughts about Daybreakers)
So it may not be well known here, but it’s a pretty obvious fact on my blog dailyhudson that I love the movies Near Dark and The Lost Boys. I’ve always been interested in the mythology of vampires, especially the scientific facts behind their origins, and I think the varying structures of vampiric societies within film narratives can be very interesting. So, that’s what I’m going to discuss here. I’m not sure how long this piece is going to be, but we’ll see as we go along.
I’m going to start with a little dissection of varying vampiric traits. Picture a vampire; I’m guessing the image your mind conjured up had fangs and drinks blood. Yeah, just fangs and blood— that’s all I can give you, because vampiric traits are so wildly different that at this point, there’s really no comprehensive list of universal features. Not even fangs are universal; in Near Dark, none of the vampires are shown to have them. However, there are recurring traits. Fangs are the most wide one, but there are also: altered eyes (commonly red or gold); pointed ears; bat-like feet or noses; the ability to shift their appearance between something human and more monstrous; flight; shapeshifting; a member of the undead. Why is “a member of the undead” not universal? Ignore the fact that I’m about to call upon Twilight, but it is a vampire narrative; within the plot, Bella gives birth to Edward’s baby and is turned in the process— the child is born a vampire, and therefore I don’t technically qualify it as “undead.” Alongside that, within the majority of narratives it is not a corpse which is reanimated, but a human that is turned. Vampirism is simply another state of being alive, though it can be used to prevent imminent death. Vampirism being conflated with death, in this meta discussion of morality and societal structures, would likely originate from a fear of what’s more powerful, more animalistic than ourselves (humans); how often do we think of ourselves as predators, when stronger creatures exist? To become a vampire is to lose your humanity but to gain the characteristics of what I will refer to as a “true predator,” not unlike a lion. Whether or not our actual humanity, our empathy, is lost varies on the narrative in question, and even then is questionable at best, considering the point of view of the narrative is nearly always a human one.
Now, what spurred this on was my viewing of the movie Daybreakers: an apocalyptic, near-starvation look at an imbalanced vampiric society— essentially, a worst-case scenario. Turning to both the Lost Boys and Near Dark, in these narratives we are shown two small groups of vampires coexisting in a world where they are unrecognized by humans (except in very rare cases, like that of Grandpa and the Frog Brothers). This is the ideal vampiric society, and one seemingly acknowledged by elder vampires; Max keeps a tight reign on the boys, only permitting David to turn a human when the human is approved. Jesse is angry with Mae for having turned a human without consulting them first. There is an understood need to keep the vampire population small, and to train them: Caleb is supposed to learn how to be a vampire, how to avoid attracting attention, how to recognize where and who to target. Even when they kill the bar patrons, the bar itself is mostly empty; a stark contrast to scenes like Daybreakers’ human farms or the blood rave in Blade. Even in the Forsaken, where the vampires are especially predatory and violent, they target very few people: our specific main characters and a small party of frat boys.
Within these narratives, there is an understood balance between vampires and humans. Not unlike any predator and prey; if prey cannot subsist, neither can predators. Vampires are an especially delicate predator, in that even if they can live off of animal blood, it is often not nutritionally fulfilling, leaving them weak and acting only as a bandaid until human blood can be obtained. Particularly within Near Dark, there is also a clan mentality: a desire to protect and safeguard your sired family; while Homer sired Mae, it’s easy to assume Diamondback and Severen were both sired by Jesse (who sired Homer is unclear). They are loyal to each other, a metaphorical pack of wolves; even Mae, who is turned back human (though that scenario raises questions of consent, since she never expresses a desire to be human and is, in fact, fearful when she awakens), is torn between staying with her family and defending the man she loves and had sired. The basis of a sustainable vampiric society would, as evidenced by Near Dark and The Lost Boys, require vampires to live as small, nomadic clans, keeping a tight control on the size of their groups and even killing off those who cannot successfully make the transition (whether because of fear, like Caleb, or because they cannot control themselves and feed without abandon, risking exposure). It’s also notable that there’s at least one older “alpha” within each clan; Jesse and Diamondback in Near Dark (though Severen is stated by both Bill Paxton and Jenette Goldstein to be older than Diamondback, his personality is naturally more immature and so he defers to Diamondback without issue), and Max in The Lost Boys. An older vampire within these clans would also be key to continued clan subsistence; until the younger vampires understand the need to maintain small, manageable groups and can go off on their own, the “alpha” vampire is there to guide them through vampiric adolescence.
What about Daybreakers, then? Even in Buffy the Vampire Slayer, the high vampiric population is an explicitly-stated anomaly; Sunnydale is the location of the entrance to hell, naturally attracting supernatural beings— as such, we can assume within the rest of the world vampires exists either solitarily or within small familial groups (like Spike, Angel, and Drusilla did). Daybreakers is interesting to consider, since the transmission of vampirism is... unclear. It did start as a disease, considering the search for a cure, but based on the societal structures implemented in previous examples, one can assume that the disease struck out of the blue and spread quickly. Yet, at the same time, it can be transmitted via a bite. So, how did it start? Who was patient zero? The global nature of the disease and disregard for traditional vampiric societal structures put forth by previous narratives would suggest to me that there were millions of youthful vampires at once with no mentors to learn from. Even in the terrible Lost Boys sequel, the oldest vampire is (likely; that film is nonsense and I’m not going to dig too deep into it) thousands of years older than any other vampire. Even mad with power, the alpha is explicitly against the idea of turning all the humans at DJ X’s (another vampire’s) raves; he understands that too many vampires will lead to starvation and extinction. Following this logic, there can be no alpha vampire within the narrative world of Daybreakers; there’s nobody to pass along life lessons to the young vampires, nobody to teach them to keep their familial packs small and their destruction to a minimum.
What, then, is the morality of vampires hunting humans in Daybreakers? Clearly there’s a dichotomy between non-sapient predators and vampires: lions and wolves do not have the ability to reason, they act on instinct and drive alone. Vampires have the ability to reason, have some sense of morality, as do humans; therefore, it’s unfair to strike a “true predator”/“true prey” dichotomy. What about the fact that the vampiric society is facing starvation, then? What about humankind’s status as an endangered species? There’s no fair settlement between humankind and vampires within Daybreakers’ universe; human societal structures built around individualism and capitalism cannot make the transition to vampirism. Extinction is a guarantee without an alpha to lead the pack, so in a world where the vampiric agent was spontaneous and widespread, as is implied by Daybreakers, there was no other option for vampiric society.
I found Daybreakers interesting but unsatisfying. I’ve briefly touched on the attraction of vampirism from a specifically queer point of view, but I think that’s an important consideration. Growing up without knowing yourself, losing your childhood, losing members of your family because they can’t accept you, and having to rebuild your life in a society where you don’t know who you can trust... it’s a deeply disheartening way to come into yourself as a young adult. The vampiric societies depicted within films like Near Dark and the Lost Boys, where the vampires are fiercely loyal to one another, and in the case of the Lost Boys near-flirtatious with each other, are very attractive. The thought of a family you can’t lose, drawn to each other by attraction and bound by immortality; no fear of losing the most important people in your life to suicide or violence— I’ve often joked that only straight people turn down vampirism within films, but is that joke really that far off? Michael in the Lost Boys struggles with accepting the attraction the boys have for him, fleeing to the comforting heterosexuality of a relationship with Star rather than confront any potential queerness. Mae is completely comfortable in her skin, but Caleb can’t accept her identity as a vampire, and fears the implications that has for him (what does it say if he’s dating a bi woman?). Louis in Interview With The Vampire slowly learns to accept himself, but not without struggles and denial (a true statement of many “coming out” narratives). These parallels come easy to vampiric stories, and combined with the attractiveness of vampirism to a group who struggle with acceptance and often rely on found family rather than blood relatives (and what if your found family could become your blood family through vampirism?), it would be a disservice to leave this out of the discussion.
My dissatisfaction with Daybreakers originates, I think, from its overt heterosexuality. There’s a lack of nuance to the narrative, an almost propaganda-like ignorance towards the point of view of an equally sapient species. Take this with the smallest grain of salt, considering the queer parallels with vampirism are generally unintentional, but how often has the “h*mosexuals are destroying good christian families” argument been used? How often have people said that if society accepts gayness there won’t be any straight people left? Not that I’m particularly sympathetic towards this corrupt vampiric society, nor the majority of the vampiric characters, but in light of the connections I’ve drawn between queerness and vampiric stories the saving grace being “they gave up vampirism and turned back human” is... tiring (you can pray the gay away, after all). The statement above, and the statement that Daybreakers’ vampiric society is corrupt and unsustainable, can mutually coexist. After all, Blade is a vampire who essentially serves as population control against a corrupt vampiric society— good vampires and corrupt vampires are also not mutually exclusive, as Daybreakers would indicate (the character Frankie can’t stop himself from feeding on a human as soon as there’s not a crossbow in his face).
Perhaps I’m digging into this a little too deep— perhaps there’s nothing beneath the surface of these narratives, but I’m loathe to believe that. After all, I’m here running this blog because there’s very often a deeper layer to horror narratives, a breaking-down of norms unattainable with other genres. For example, while it wasn’t a fantastic film, Butcher, Baker, Nightmare Maker did depict a gay man who was a sympathetic character and a caring basketball coach who worried about his students, was realistic about the challenges of homophobia, but still did what he could to look out for the main character when things began to go off the wall. It’s not so unreasonable, then, to say that many vampire narratives (intentional or otherwise) are steeped in queerness and the antithesis to upper-middle class, white, heterosexual familial values— a found family of misfits, loyal and protective of each other, which Good Heteros can do nothing against? How terrifying! This is why I feel so apathetic towards Daybreakers: where it could have explored and played against structures the way many horror films do, it slotted itself right into the mold of “normal” (read: white, able-bodied, cishet, middle+ class) people = good, Others = bad, and the hottest take the movie had was “maybe unchecked capitalism is Not Great.” Which, duh, of course unchecked capitalism is bad, but that’s a subject for another day and a different blog. The difference between the other vampire narratives I talked about and Daybreakers is the difference between good barbecue and the McRib; between real blood and a substitute: it’s edible, but something important is lacking.
#daybreakers#near dark#the lost boys#vampire meta#I’m back at it!!!! back at it again at Krispy Kreme!!!!!!!
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