Jo/Lenore Moodboard
A pacifist vampire and an overzealous hunter walk into a bar…
Lenore shows her teeth. Her lips draw back and her fangs descend.
“You’re a vampire.”
“And you’re a hunter, you’ve killed more people than I have.”
For Sapphebruary Day 9: Teeth
Right now this is a fic that only exists in my head but I’m a little obsessed with the idea of a pacifist monster like Lenore paired with early seasons Jo, when she’s romanticized hunting. They’re both just trying to survive and they’re put at odds by the world they live in.







