#vampire!jackie

[jellyfishdoodler]

Bleh Ble-Bleh!

[iamvegorott]

Change of Life

So I decided to hop on the Vampire Jackie trend real quick This is an angsty one~

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Change of Life

Jackie felt…cold? Was he cold? He was shivering, body trembling against his will. Was he actually cold? Something about his everything was wrong. 

He was also so hungry. He was starving, but it didn’t matter how much food he ate it was never enough. Eating to the point of illness and still feeling so empty and weak. He was getting angry cause of the hunger, lashing out at those he cared for, and it hurt to see himself like that. 

Jackie needed answers, needed to figure himself out and get away before he went too far. 

He curled up into a tighter ball. The dark alley that hid his body only had the sounds of passing by cars. Jackie failed at trying to find answers almost immediately. The sun had been too bright, making it almost impossible to see, and he’d been cowering in the alley for hours, too scared to leave his spot. 

The others had to be looking for him by now, and that made his heart ache even more at the thought of them worrying about him. He was the hero. He took care of the others. This isn’t how it was supposed to be. 

How did he even get here? Ever since that weird guy attacked him, it’s been downhill from there. Jackie was just trying to get wood for some project Marvin was working on. He never questioned what that man was creating, he was just excited to be helpful and went looking for some sticks that matched the little list of requirements he had been given. A little side quest, he thought of it as. It gave him an excuse to go out and check out the little forest near their home. Admittedly, it was much later into the night than it should have been for him to be exploring since they had heard howls before, but Jackie was brave and strong. Even if something came after him, he’d be fine.

But something did come after him.

And it wasn’t a coyote.

It was a man. 

 A really weird man. A man who tried to grab his neck and instead bit down on Jackie’s arm when he broke free. The man didn’t seem to expect Jackie to fight back the way he did since he simply stood there as he ran back home.

Jackie rolled up the sleeve of his hoodie, looking at the two puncture wounds on his arm. He tried to figure out how the bite left the mark that it did. They were red and sore to the touch. Jackie knew he should have told the others about it and gotten them looked at, but that would have caused so much worry, and Jackie would never be allowed to go out alone again. However, he might be losing the privilege regardless, given his current choices. 

“Shit.” Jackie cursed when he pressed too hard on the mark, and it sent a jolt of pain through his arm, almost like a quick zap of electricity. “Man…I think I messed up.” He hugged his knees to his chest, telling himself he should get up and go, but he couldn’t. He needed something and had no idea what that need was for. “Oh, not now.” Jackie groaned when he heard voices coming down the alley. He really didn’t want to deal with people. A rarity for him, so that meant he really didn’t want people around him. 

“Leave me alone!” One of the voices stood out, filled with fear. “Help! Someone help!” Jackie quickly scrambled to his feet, unable to stop himself from running over. “Help!” He saw a young man being held by two others, a third digging through a backpack, tearing out books and papers from it. 

“Would you shut up!?” One of the men snapped, yanking on the smaller man’s arm and getting him to yelp in pain. 

“Hey! Stop!” Jackie felt a voice in the back of his head yelling at him that this was a bad idea. Standing alone took so much effort from his body. He was weak and hungry. Nothing was right, and a fight should be the last thing on his mind. 

“Buzz of kid, don’t try being a hero.” The man with the bag scoffed. 

“I’m not trying. I am a hero.” Jackie puffed his chest out, trying to appear tough despite the hollow feeling behind his eyes. 

“This is annoying.” The man stood up, pulling a pocket knife out. “You don’t want to get involved in this, alright? It’s none of your business. Just go home and let us do our work.” 

“Yeah, no.” Jackie took a step forward and watched as the man reacted.

The world felt slower.

The knife went toward him, and he simply swiped it aside, like knocking away a cobweb. He took another step and threw a punch, fist connecting with the man’s nose. He could hear and feel the cracking of it. 

“Holy shit!” One of the other men yelled. Jackie’s eyes widened as the man he punched held his face, blood gushing from his shattered nose, seeping between his fingers. He didn’t mean to hit him that hard. It was just supposed to be a quick jab. 

“I…” Jackie looked at his hand, blood on his fist. 

Red… dripping…blood.

Jackie thickly swallowed. The scent was so…oh it was so good. Tempting. Alluring. 

A new ache was beginning to form in his mouth, and he didn’t care. Jackie brought his hand to his mouth and dragged his tongue along it. That rich iron taste of blood felt like a blessing, just barely scratching at satisfying his need. 

“Dude! The hell!?” Jackie heard the shout. Heard the disgust in their voice, but he didn’t hear them. He didn’t hear anything anymore. Didn’t hear the screams, didn’t hear the cries of fear and comments on his body. All he could focus on was the blood. That sweet, delicious, precious blood that was going to waste as it fell to the ground. 

Jackie’s body started moving on its own, sights only on the man bleeding. Newfound instincts took over as he caught the man, tearing at the collar of his shirt to expose more of his neck. He could see the pulsing of the vein, knowing that more blood was hiding from him and that all he had to do was-

Jackie bit down, sinking fangs into the flesh, popping through and opening the thick vein, and allowing mouthful after mouthful of blood to be sucked out. Each swallow filled Jackie with a comforting warmth, holding him, embracing him, finally getting that need to calm down, to give him back his strength. 

The man could only cry, helplessly punching at Jackie, begging, pleading to be let go. But he was trapped, hits getting weaker and weaker, and Jackie drank and drank and drank. 

Until there was nothing left. 

Nothing more came out. 

He was dry. 

Jackie dropped the body and gasped for air he didn’t need anymore. 

He swallowed the lingering taste on his tongue, and as he calmed, reality sank in. 

“S-Sir?” Jackie squeaked out. “Sir…are you…sir?” He saw the emptiness in the man’s eyes…in the corpse’s eyes. “I…did I…” 

His hands were caked in blood. He could feel it rolling down his chin and neck, soaking the collar of his hoodie. Jackie took a step back, believing that something was squeezing his throat with how tight his chest was. 

“N-No…No, I-I didn’t…I…” Jackie fumbled and fell back, eyes never leaving the body. “Sir?” He tried despite knowing the truth. “Sir, please. Sir, get up.” 

If the man moved, then it didn’t happen, right?

He didn’t-

He didn’t kill him…

Right?

“Jackie! Jackie!” Chase’s voice called from further away, searching for his friend. “Jackie!” 

“I-I was…I was just hungry.” Jackie whispered to himself. “I…please…please.” He didn’t know who he was begging to. He just wanted someone, anyone, to listen. To help him. 

“Jackie!” Chase’s voice was louder, getting closer as he finally found him. “Jackie are-oh, fuck!” He shouted at seeing the body. 

“Ch-Chase?” Jackie looked up, a tear rolling down his cheek. “I didn’t...I didn’t mean to.” 

“Fucking hell, Jackie.” Chase breathed out, not knowing what else to say yet. “Fucking hell.” He repeated and crouched down. “Are you hurt?” He asked, noticing the blood on him. “You…dude.” Chase’s thoughts shifted when he saw the red in Jackie’s eyes and the fangs stabbing into his lower lip. 

“Help.” Jackie’s voice cracked, and he wrapped his arms around Chase, hugging him and trying to hide from what he’d done. From the life he took. “I couldn’t-I couldn’t stop.” His explanation was muffled, body shaking like before but from his own sobs this time. “I didn’t mean to. I didn’t. I-I swear. I swear I didn’t.” 

“It’s okay, man, it’s okay.” Chase hugged Jackie back, glancing over at the body before quickly looking away. “We’ll get this figured out. We’ll call the others.” 

“I’m sorry. I’m sorry.” Jackie continued his cries. “I’m sorry…I’m sorry.”

[before-it-felt-like-a-sin]

vamp!jackie and her dynamic with shauna in almost a jennifer’s body situation where shauna has no idea what the fuck is going on because jackie is horridly different all of a sudden 😇

I haven't seen Jennifer's body in its entirety but I know the gist of the movie so I'm going off that... (and honestly this is just vampire Jackie and human Shauna)

Vamp!Jackie who becomes even more protective of Shauna, especially in the wilderness... hissing at people who get too close

Vamp!Jackie who uses her strength and sense of smell to hunt small animals for Shauna and only Shauna

Vamp!Jackie who stays up all night watching Shauna (since she doesn't need to sleep)

Vamp!Jackie who can tell when Shauna's blood pressure spikes or drops and immediately makes her sit down

Shauna who's confused as to why Jackie suddenly seems to care wayyy too much about her

Shauna who has no idea how Jackie seems to always know when Shauna starts to feel dizzy

Vamp!Jackie who knew Shauna was pregnant because her scent changed and she started hearing the baby's heartbeat

Vamp!Jackie telling Shauna she's pregnant before Shauna even knew

Vamp!Jackie who doesn't let Shauna out of her sight

Vamp!Jackie who kisses Shauna and accidentally punctures Shauna's lips with her fangs

Vamp!Jackie telling Shauna she's a vampire and Shauna being freaked for a second before thinking it's the coolest thing ever

And they lived happily ever after for forever and ever and Jackie can't (and doesn't) die because I say so!

[jackietaylorsversion]

I was sent your vampire jackie fanfic by a friend just to see it was last updated at the start of 2024 just as i became crazy about it, do you plan on continuing it or donating or discontinuing it for good?😭

Heyooo! So, yes, I've been very busy for, well, about a year with some IRL things, and I lost a bit of motivation for a bit, but, yes, I do plan on continuing love will have its sacrifices. In fact, with s3 underway, it's kind of on the front burner of stuff I'm working on! The worms are worming like they're supposed to. I've got IRL stuff that's coming up, and I Stay Busy, but my hope is to get Chapter 5 out, soon.

In proof that there is indeed work going on, I offer a snippet to the masses from the first two pages:

“We should see what Lottie thinks,” Travis says, nodding slightly to himself. Nat just scoffs. “Why would we care what Lottie thinks? Because she talks to the dirt?” “She thought it was a good idea to bring Jackie out,” he tells her, his eyes narrowed. “And clearly that was a good idea.” “Sure, we’ll ask Lot to speak to the fucking trees and see who our new hunting buddy should be,” Nat says, and she looks like she’s shooting for a mean expression, but Jackie thinks she just looks tired. “I”m sure that’ll be just fine.” Jackie takes that time to glance over at Lottie in the corner. They haven’t talked since the night before, but Jackie still feels warm and flushed from Lottie’s blood. She can’t see the wrist she bit, covered from the sleeves of Lottie’s silly jacket, and she can’t smell the blood anymore, either, which is probably a good sign. Lottie doesn’t look too worse for wear, which is even better. She actually looks up, catching Jackie’s stare, causing her to look away quickly. She ends up locking eyes with Shauna, who frowns.

[jackietaylorsversion]

it’s not evil but please don’t forget about our girl :(

Oh, worry not, she's never too far from my brain. I meant it when I said that I want to have a new update soon!

The worms are just also eating on my brain, and they crave angsty Jinx content.