Hi everyone! This is my new and updated pinned post. 🎉
Thank you all so much for your continued support here. To this day despite my inactivity I still receive a lot of love on my writing and I want you all to know it hasn’t gone unnoticed.
I’m not sure how active I’ll be or if I’ll ever be as active as I was before (I’m not gonna make any promises I can’t keep) but I am so glad to have a few new posts up.
Some business:
Dead Alive
I am so sorry to report that I am scrapping Dead Alive. I know. I know. I’m equally as sad trust me. But I’ve tried and I just can’t seem to pick the thread back up. However please keep an eye out as I’m hoping to begin a new multi chapter fic that is better planned out. And by better planned I mean actually planned. As all of Dead Alive was me for real, for real just winging it lmfao. Which historically has been my go to writing method.
Rewrites!!!
I have a few fics I’m hoping to rewrite and continue on with! The originals will absolutely still be up for all to enjoy, but I wanna polish them and give them the conclusions they seriously deserve.
Shorts
A lot of my stuff for now will be on the short side. I’ve set a very attainable goal to write just 100 measly words a day. Not all of them are gonna end up here but my hope is that like 1/4 of them will!
Requests
For now requests are CLOSED.
When I do a request I want to do it well. My writing has always been for me but when someone sends in a request I of course care so much about how they feel about it and if they like it. This can put a lot of pressure on me. Not because of y’all, just because I’m hard on myself. For now my requests will be closed while I improve my own relationship with my work. Thank you for your understanding.
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All of us as a fandom collectively moving from being obsessed with Sev to also being kind of obsessed with DB is just a testament to the bisexual energy of this movie.
This dream is not like the rest. This one feels real. And it has teeth.
This is the first time I got to write a scene I’ve had in mind for a long time! Please enjoy. 😘
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You want to fall back asleep, you really do, but uncertainty and probably logic have finally seaped back into your mushy brain. Now that your thoughts are less clouded they race at unstoppable speeds. You turn what little bits of information you have over and over again in a deperate attempt to make sense of what exactly you’ve gotten into. But this is obviously getting you nowhere. It’s only pumping in anxiety.
You take a deep breath and gather your focus to lay out all the facts you have.
One, you are without a doubt really awake. This wasn’t the dream world of fire and brimstone you’re used to waking up from. You’re actually laid up in this unfamiliar bed in the back of a dark, musty RV.
Two, you’re covered in blood but you’re not hurt. There is no gaping wound to be found. There’s not even any bruises you could pinpoint. However you do feel like shit. More like you have the flu, weak and achy. An ache that feels bone deep and has kept you content to stay in this bed.
Three, the woman who brought you here is the woman from your dreams without a singular doubt. But she is not a dream. She is somehow real. And you guess maybe she saved you?
And four, you and her are not alone in this RV.
For a while after she left you you could hear quiet chattering. Occasionally some voices would pop, louder than the others for a sentence or two before simmering back down. You strained to hear them but the words jumbled together and didn’t quite make any sense. Until after a while and some scattered shuffling they all fell quiet.
She’d said that “we” plan to sleep though the day.
Who’s we?
Maybe you should have asked her that.
As time eaks by and your questions go unanswered you try to swallow the scratchiness in your throat, but it’s unrelenting. You look from side to side with a bit of hope but found no water left for you. If you wanted some you’d have to get up and find it. Maybe you’d gather a little more information while you were at it.
Slowly you wiggle your toes. All in working order it seemed. Then you wiggle your fingers, also working. You keep shifting small parts of your body. Your joints click and groan as you slowly stretch, crying out for you to just stay where you are and not move.
You ignore them and swing your feet over the side of the bed. Your boots have been removed but that was okay. You suppose it’d make it so you could move quieter, and it seemed a nice gesture to make you that bit comfier. Socked toes curl into the shaggy grey rug under your feet as you try to ground yourself and ignore the swimming feeling in your head.
Discarding the scratchy blanket you look down at yourself again. If this blood wasn’t yours, it couldn’t be after all, who’s was it? You rub at the dried flakes that cling to your skin and they chip away like bits of rust. Maybe when you find water you can wash up a bit too.
Finally you lean forward towards the window in front of you. A blackout shade was pulled down over it and upon further inspection you find thick strips of tape held it securely in place. No light was able to even peek around the edges. With blunt nails you begin to pick at the corner of the tape until a little bit came loose. With no hesitation you tear the black strip away and flip the blind up to take a peek.
When you were a kid, you learned about the stove being hot the hard way. A blinding flash of searing pain.
You yelped like a kicked dog and flung yourself back from the window, across the bed and onto the floor, gripping your face. You could feel it under your hand. Cracked and smoldering flesh. It smelt like a pig on a spit. You pull your hand back for just a second to check for more blood but there’s only thick black char.
There was a brief commotion on the other side of the paper thin door before it flung open and she was there, on you with her cool hands that soothed heated skin. “Ooh, honey what are you doin’!?”
Your eyes dart from her to the small disheveled crowd gathered in the doorway.
A man and a young boy both howling with laughter, they’re practically doubled over supporting each other. Another sleepy looking young man shoots them a look of exasperation and from over his shoulder a small blonde girl is peeking at you with curious eyes. Then looming in the back is an older man. He looks like a ghoul, gaunt and downright fucking pissed off.
You swallow dryly.
She turns your head until you look at her again. “Well? I asked you a question.” Her tone is firm and you’re unable to meet her hardened gaze. “I was just getting up to find water. I’m thirsty.” A hush falls over the onlookers at your words.
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Enemies-to-lovers situationship where both parties are genuinely unclear on whether they're actually trying to kill each other or whether it's just a mutual bit they're doing and at this point they're afraid to ask.
Instructions: prev asks ten questions and you answer them, then ask ten new ones and tag ten people to keep the chain going!
New post because I am a YAPPER.
Tagged by: @we-keep-odd-hours 🖤
So stoked to answer your insightful questions about my fav movie. 😭
1. Thoughts on Eric Red's idea for a Near Dark sequel? (Mae and Caleb's adult, human, daughter has a run in with "kin" of the Hookers.)
Oof okay soooo tbh I hate it lmfao. Partially because I don’t think Mae and Caleb would stay together as humans to be so honest. I think if anything after the end of the movie they tried to make it work but ultimately returning to a human life for Mae wouldn’t just be difficult it’d be traumatic. She went from a young human woman, to a creature of the night who had to learn to kill, back to a young human woman who hadn’t physically changed in YEARS. She likely would have eventually split from Caleb because let’s be real he isn’t equipped to help that emotional baggage but I do think they’d keep in touch because I mean, they have this insane shared experience. Also not huge in the idea of a sequel of Near Dark. I’d much rather see a remake believe it or not. Still 80’s, include the juicy missing scrips bits (I’ll go on about this later lol), lean more into the family dynamic.
2. Top five movies with vampires?
In no order (please don’t make me lol)
Near Dark (duh), What we do in the Shadows, Lost Boys, Salem’s Lot, and I really adored Last Voyage of the Demeter. Honorable mention to 30 Days of Night.
3. If YOU were going to pitch a sequel (time machine back to 1987, or else a book/comic/etc) what would you say?
Oof okay so low I said I’m not keen on a sequel. Buuuut if I had to pitch one. I do love the idea of Severen coming back for revenge against Mae and Caleb. Maybe their relationship kind of imploding in on itself as they deal with this (very drama). I could see Mae now with this new context of her and Caleb’s relationship either having to double down on her choice to go with Caleb and picking the human world or doubling back and reuniting with Severen and wishing to go back to the night. In the end I think if she chose to go back, just for the drama. When Sev tries to turn her it ends up not working because surely you can’t just go back and forth on that right? And he accidentally kills her. Very bitter sweet.
Alternatively! Because now the gears are turning now! Mae after leaving Caleb and on her journey of figuring out who or what she is now as a human. Did going back have side effects on her physically? Probably!
4. Favorite scene that isn't the bar scene
Now THIS is a hard question. 😭 I want to say the shoot out because it is so so fucking or even when they first get to the motel and they’re starting to warm up to and accept Caleb. But my true to the bone answer has got to be when Homer brings Sarah back to the motel. It’s just a priceless situation lol. All of their reactions are so telling. Sev grinning and kinda chuckling like “ah shit, this is gonna be good” and joking around. Jesse’s just absolute “you’ve gotta be kidding me right now” look. Diamondback’s annoyance and just being like “well obviously I’m the one who’s gonna have to deal with this”. It’s pure gold to me. It just cracks me up so hard.
5. We know (canon) that Mae was turned around 1982, Jesse around the Civil War, and (kiiiiiinda canon?) Severen in Tombstone in the late 19th century. When/where do you think Diamondback and Homer were from?
Ooh okay I’ve done this before! My answer that’s stayed the same is I LOVE the idea of Diamondback having been a prohibition era rum runner who met Jesse on a run. Also a clue in on how she got her name. It just simply speaks to me.
As for Homer… I’ve changed my mind. Initially I was under the impression that Diamondback turned him (hence the need she felt to step in with the Sarah situation) but after reflecting on it. I can’t get the way Jesse called him “old man” out of my mind. So I asked myself. Well what if Homer is older than Jesse and wasn’t turned by anyone in the clan? What’s his connection to them?
My current HC is that Homer and Jesse were turned by the same vampire, they’re brothers. In an interview Lance Henriksen shares his idea for how Jesse was turned. Which was by a mysterious creature at sea. Which I sort of love! It gives a more fantastical element to this vampire story that feels very rooted in a gritty reality. I like to think that Jesse was turned by a vampire who was ancient (a la Queen Akasha from Queen of the Damned). A vampire who’s so old they’re barely human and would have no qualms with turning a child.
6. Do you think if Caleb got over his selectively applied human moral code that he would have made an okay vampire, eventually?
Okay is a low bar and I think he’d clear it! Eventually he would have just had to suck it up (lol) and deal with it. That would be his life. I’ve mentioned in other things I’ve written I think he’d be a very picky feeder but I don’t think he’d continue to be a “weak link” so to say. Maybe! Even as the centuries passed he’d come to enjoy it. Maybe…
7. Severen: ace/aro spec, or no?
I can see how this idea came about as he is the only one in the clan not romantically linked or seeking that connection however I don’t think it’s from a lack of sexual or romantic interest on a large scale. I think it just wasn’t important to him at that time. There was a lot going on! He had to deal with this new dude and try to get his dick wet? He’s busy damn it! I could see him being like demiromantic but like dtf. Like he’s gonna bang but you have to earn his love. Def has past lovers who hate him lmfao.
8. Any scenes that were changed from script to film, or otherwise cut that you wish made it into the movie/were done differently?
The fact that we didn’t get to see Severen jump out of the back of the van in the scene following the shootout and lay down some serious high speed carnage on those cops is a crime against me personally. I NEED THAT SCENE. GIVE IT TO ME. PLEASE. LET THE FERAL MAN DO FEEAL ACTS.
9. What would have happened if Loy and Sarah were at literally any other motel that night?
Well I suppose Sarah and Homer wouldn’t have met! Therefore Caleb would have stayed with the clan, Homer would eventually move on from the Mae situation and maybe find a new target later down the line, Loy and Sarah would eventually just lose the trail and have to go home perhaps even accepting Caleb was gone.
This gives me another good idea though! Loy returns home without his son and isn’t quite the same. Eventually a local from town sees him (idk at church or something like that) and explains that he saw Caleb at the sables the night he went missing! And he was with a girl. They explain to Loy about how the horses seemed spooked by her. Come to think of it not long after that night 4 dead bodies showed up, drained of blood.
LOY BECOMES A VAMPIRE HUNTER.
What do we think?
10. Aside from her god-awful taste in boys, what's your opinion on Mae?
I actually love Mae. She’s so weird girl coded. Cryptic, hopeful, adventurous, curious, even a touch stubborn. She’s almost a little awkward but knows how to turn on the charm and use her perceived innocence to her advantage. She oozes this deep sense of knowing and understanding. And yes awful taste in boys lmao.
This was so much fun! Thank you for tagging me!!!! 😭🖤
My questions and tagees will be below the cut for space! Because I rambled!
1. How are you!? I hope your day is going well.
2. What are you currently working on? Any little projects of any kind you’re excited to share?
3. What have you been watching lately? I just finished Righteous Gemstones and I need a new show lol.
4. (A Near Dark one because how can I not) what’s your favorite small detail in the movie that other people might overlook?
5. What blog should I follow right now?
6. Best piece of advice you’ve ever received?
7. If you could add one fantastical element to the real world and have it be a commonly accepted and known about thing what would it be? (Ie make Santa real)
8. What’s the last book you didn’t just read, you DEVOURED?
9. What are you most passionate about?
10. What do you think is your best quality?
I tag: @we-keep-odd-hours (again lmfaoooo, you don’t need to ask more questions) @babieswrld (heyyy!) @turquoisebolotie (I miss you 🥺)
This dream is not like the rest. This one feels real. And it has teeth.
This fic will come in chunks. Hope you all enjoy it. 🖤
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You stared blankly into the inky darkness until the walls around you took shape. But you were not in your room, nor were you even in your apartment. In fact… Yeah, you were pretty sure that this room was moving. Rocking gently from side to side as if the walls themselves were breathing.
Your hand slid down to your stomach and felt for the hole you’d expected to be there. Or at least the bandage that hid it. But all you felt was sticky, smooth skin. When you brought your hand back up to observe your fingertips were tinted red.
This hadn’t been a dream this time. This was very real. You knew from the scratch in your throat, the way your body felt heavy in this bed, and the scent of iron that sat heavy in the air. Before you could form any more intricate thoughts the plastic accordion door at the foot of the bed slid open, allowing warm dim light to flood in.
There she stood. Her face was cast in shadows but her wild curls gave her away. You knew this woman.
She slid the doors closed again and cast you back into the dark. She had to duck and gently pick her way around the narrow isle beside the bed but finally she came to sit at your side. “Darlin’,” she sighed “I am in a heap of trouble because of you.” You don’t reply, only watch as she stretches linguidly across the open side of the bed beside you. She cradles her chin in one hand and the other tugs your shirt down for you, covering up the gore. The fabric immediately adheres to the sticky mess and you try not to cringe at the gross feeling.
“I know you.”
She cannot hide now in the real world. She’s here and part of you always knew it’d happen. She chuckled lightly at your words, patting your stomach. “Is that so?” She leans in as you nod and you can begin to see the details of her face. Sharp brown eyes rimmed in kohl tucked beneath arched brows. Her dainty nose and fine lips that purse into a smirk. She’s exactly as you’d always imagined her. “So ya knew I was comin’ for ya then?” You nod again and her smirk cracks into a big smile, showing off the tiny gap beside her front two teeth.
She gets up from the bed and pulls a scratchy but warm blanket over you, it’s impossible not to snuggle into it and give into comfort. “Well I guess that makes it worth the trouble. Rest up honey, the day will be dawnin’ soon but we plan to sleep through it.”
You watch as she once again cracks open the door, you peer thought he gap. You can hear voices of others but you don’t see them. As she slips though the gap you’re able to finally draw a conclusion. You’re in the way back of some kind of camper and it’s taking you who knows where. But you are so weak, so tired, and you do not care.
This dream is not like the rest. This one feels real. And it has teeth.
This fic will come in chunks. Hope you all enjoy it. 🖤
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You stared blankly into the inky darkness until the walls around you took shape. But you were not in your room, nor were you even in your apartment. In fact… Yeah, you were pretty sure that this room was moving. Rocking gently from side to side as if the walls themselves were breathing.
Your hand slid down to your stomach and felt for the hole you’d expected to be there. Or at least the bandage that hid it. But all you felt was sticky, smooth skin. When you brought your hand back up to observe your fingertips were tinted red.
This hadn’t been a dream this time. This was very real. You knew from the scratch in your throat, the way your body felt heavy in this bed, and the scent of iron that sat heavy in the air. Before you could form any more intricate thoughts the plastic accordion door at the foot of the bed slid open, allowing warm dim light to flood in.
There she stood. Her face was cast in shadows but her wild curls gave her away. You knew this woman.
She slid the doors closed again and cast you back into the dark. She had to duck and gently pick her way around the narrow isle beside the bed but finally she came to sit at your side. “Darlin’,” she sighed “I am in a heap of trouble because of you.” You don’t reply, only watch as she stretches linguidly across the open side of the bed beside you. She cradles her chin in one hand and the other tugs your shirt down for you, covering up the gore. The fabric immediately adheres to the sticky mess and you try not to cringe at the gross feeling.
“I know you.”
She cannot hide now in the real world. She’s here and part of you always knew it’d happen. She chuckled lightly at your words, patting your stomach. “Is that so?” She leans in as you nod and you can begin to see the details of her face. Sharp brown eyes rimmed in kohl tucked beneath arched brows. Her dainty nose and fine lips that purse into a smirk. She’s exactly as you’d always imagined her. “So ya knew I was comin’ for ya then?” You nod again and her smirk cracks into a big smile, showing off the tiny gap beside her front two teeth.
She gets up from the bed and pulls a scratchy but warm blanket over you, it’s impossible not to snuggle into it and give into comfort. “Well I guess that makes it worth the trouble. Rest up honey, the day will be dawnin’ soon but we plan to sleep through it.”
You watch as she once again cracks open the door, you peer thought he gap. You can hear voices of others but you don’t see them. As she slips though the gap you’re able to finally draw a conclusion. You’re in the way back of some kind of camper and it’s taking you who knows where. But you are so weak, so tired, and you do not care.
This dream is not like the rest. This one feels real. And it has teeth.
Very short, 318 words. I probably will turn this into something longer but bear with me as I’m still getting back into the swing of it here. Also! Sadly not a Sev story. I promise I’ll have more for him soon. But please enjoy some sweet, sweet DB content.
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Your eyes shot open in the still dark.
You’d had this dream so many times before. One where a woman with curly blonde hair, dark at the roots, leans over you in a ring of fire.
Your head is cradled in her lap and despite the blazing flames and the awkward angle of your neck you find solace in her cool fingertips. They dance over your cheek so gently, like you’re a porcelain doll she’d just taken out of the box. “Now, now,” she says “can’t have that can we?” Your brows draw together and you have to sputter around smoke and something metallic in the back of your throat to speak, “have what?” Her gaze travels down to your stomach and you lift your head to follow.
Your stomach is punctured open. You can’t tell how deep or how large because blood is gushing out in a way you’ve only seen in movies. It pools in your naval and spills over the edges down your sides and shows no signs of stopping. How? You don’t know, you can’t remember.
Your head falls back into her lap and she presses her hand to the wound. But you feel no pain. Just her icy touch. “Am I gonna die?” You manage to choke. You don’t think you’re scared, more just curious. She smiles down at you, and there’s blood in her teeth. “No darlin’ not tonight you ain’t. Ya know why?” You shook your head weakly, vision beginning to swim and waver as you lose precious blood and time. Your eyelids feel heavy and sore but you can’t tear your gaze from her now. You force them to stay open. “Because,” she lifts her hand from the wound and brings it to her lips “mama is here for ya.” You watch as she pops a bloodied finger into her mouth before finally your eyes win the battle and fall shut.
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Sooooo I haven’t written anything in like maybe 2 years lol???? Well not anything but. It’s been…. A while. I want to make lots of promises to just be back and to return to old projects. But tbh I just don’t know. All I know is I miss writing! And I’m gonna do my best when I can. That being said. Here’s just a little tiny morsel. And I hope to post more. Thank you all for the love and support as always. 💗
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Severen chewed the inside of his cheek, blue eyes flashing between the cards spread evenly between his fingers and the ones fanned out in Homer’s. As he let out a low thoughtful hum Diamondback tilted her chair back and gave an exaggerated eye roll.
“For the love of God Severen if you don’t just call a damn card-“ “Don’t rush me!” He cut her off with a wave of his free hand. “I’m thinkin’!” “Think any harder and steam will come out your ears,” Caleb quipped from his spot on the couch. Severen shot him a severe look and Mae ducked her head further under Caleb’s arm to hide her giggle. “Can it lover boy. This is a man’s game. We’re playin’ over here.”
His patience running thin, Jesse leaned forward. Severen pressed his hand full of cards to his chest and eyed his friend warily. “Just call the card, Severen.”
Finally he relented, peeling the cards away from his body just enough to peek.
Saturn Devouring His Son by Francisco Goya (ca. 1819-1823)
“And Goya was an obvious reference, specifically with regards to the character of the Pale Man. There is a scene in which the Pale Man bites the heads off the fairies. That comes straight from Goya’s painting of Saturn devouring his son.”
“The mask that Scream forever immortalized as Ghostface was originally a mass-produced mask that bore the name “Peanut-Eyed Ghost.” Inspired by Edvard Munch’s painting “The Scream,” the mask was released by Fun World in the early ’90s, and the story goes that Craven and his production team stumbled upon it in an abandoned house while they were scouting locations for Scream.”
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Eddie attends a Halloween party mostly for free booze and to sell some drugs. He spends most of the night posted up on the couch while a B rate horror flick plays on the TV. That is until you join him and your witty commentary draws in his attention. You talk all night that is until Hawkins PD comes to shut the party down and you disappear into the night. Can he find his new mystery crush out of costume?
You and Eddie break into the supposedly haunted Creel house on the anniversary of the murders, intent on using it as your own for the night. However something about this old house seems... Off.
Eddie and you enjoy taking the Hellfire Club's youngest to the cemetery on Halloween night to participate in the time honored Hawkins tradition of walking circles around a supposedly haunted tree and trying to summon a restless spirit. You anticipate being able to spook them for fun but you should have known that messing with the unexplained in Hawkins has its consequences.
It's been a year since your boyfriend Eddie Munson was accused of murder and disappeared without a trace and you'd do anything to have him back. Even dabbling in the occult section of the library. You manage to summon something that looks like your Eddie. But you're beginning to have some doubts.
You and Eddie plan a horror movie marathon and romantic night in for your one year anniversary on Halloween. However your plans are ruined when your friends show up put of the blue intent on spending the holiday with the two of you.
Eddie Munson disappeared without a trace though some claim to still see him lurking around town in the middle of the night. You're inclined to disbelieve these rumors until one night you're cutting though the cemetery on your way home and run into him yourself. (Vampire AU)
Eddie is frustratingly good at carving pumpkins and you feel like yours don't compare. Instead of letting you get discouraged he wraps his arms around you and tries to offer some guidance instead. (Bonus points for friends to lovers)
