#jerry dandrige x reader

[jinxthequeergirl]

Back at it again heres

What Dating Popular Vampires Sounds like:

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David:

Michale:

Jerry Dandrige:

Lestat:

Louis:

Dracula:

(Idk what drac ya'll prefer so i went with the og)

Shirin:

Spike:

Angel:

[milaeryn]

I was rewatching Fright Night and did some Jerry Dandridge sketches!

[chezzywezzy]

Yandere Jerry Dandrige HCs

I don't write HCs other than as birthday gifts for friends, so don't ask for others! However, happy birthday to my best friend in the whole wide world, @fanfic-side-blog! Sorry it's a few days late. And do enjoy. Love you lots!

You’d never suspect of a vampire moving to the middle of the South, where the sun was always at its peak. And yet, that’s where Jerry ended up going to stave off suspicion.

What was even odder was that he decided to move into a trailer park. A vampire who had a great deal amount of money, ended up in a trailer in the middle of a desert. How odd.

However, Jerry Dandrige was an old vampire. More than four-hundred years old, he was getting bored of the same-old, same-old. Relocate have some fun slaughtering the locals, and move elsewhere. He’d been all over the world, from the frozen tundras of Alaska to the humid rainforests of the Philippines.

But there he was. And, as uncomfortable as the landscape was for him, he would end up being quite grateful for the impromptu move. Because that trailer park in the middle of nowhere in the searing hot desert would be where he met you.

The sun was just beginning to rise when he caught a glimpse of you. He worked his brow, sitting back against a chair just outside of his purchased trailer. He had a ‘beer’ bottle beside him and he was about to pack it up. 

There you were, out and about on an early morning run. You were sweating and heaving, probably just hitting the three-mile mark. You were running right by and didn’t feel his eyes glued to your figure.

You were attractive. Roughly his physical body’s age. Even drenched in and with an uncomfortable expression, you were nice on the eyes.

However the sun was about to rise. So, off he went, shutting the curtains of his trailer. He didn’t particularly need any rest, so he sat back in the recliner and watched television.

And yet, all he could think about was you.

He started making it a habit to sit out in the early morning. Sometimes you were there, running laps without noticing him. Other times, his morning was desolate and lonely. 

Jerry was taken. So, he was left with no other option than to take up running. It was easy. It was slow. And yet, he did so in hopes that you two would cross paths and formally introduce.

And that happened. He was coming from the opposite direction as you. You two made eye contacts, and he noticed how your face flushed as you scanned his exposed torso up and down. Jerry had to resist a smirk, instead smiling and sending you a friendly wave.

You awkwardly waved back. And so, a new habit was set. He would go in the opposite direction each morning and you two would cross paths. During this time, a few people were mysteriously disappearing around the trailer park and the local area, but that was hardly your business.

And then, one morning, instead of waving, he greeted hello and slowed to a stop. You reciprocated, making it clear that you found him attractive and dreamy. Jerry couldn’t help but feel instant chemistry.

Jerry was smooth. So very smooth. However despite how you physically drooled over him, you were a little dense. And maybe even that was an understatement. So, for the time being, you two became jogging partners.

Slowly, Jerry became more involved in your life. You two exchanged numbers. You somehow could text him any time of day and night. It was like he never slept. And he was always very vague about what his job was, too, and you never saw him out during the day.

A few months passed and Jerry knew he was supposed to leave. And yet, you were here. And even though it had been a few months, the connection he found with you was irreplaceable. 

But he also knew that if he swept you off your feet and took you with him, it would be easy to locate him for kidnapping. So, he was stuck until further notice.

And then, one day, when he’d just called over a nice meal - prostitute -, he heard knocking on his front door. He opened it, and found you. Adorning such gorgeous Victorian attire, hair in a curly red updo, was you. You looked so shy, but to quote Mr. Darcy, “your feelings could not be repressed.”

You admitted your crush on the man. And Jerry’s heart melted. He couldn’t even give a verbal response instead pulling you into the trailer and welcoming you with a warm kiss that caused even more butterflies to erupt in your stomach.

All of the pieces fell into place. But then, you picked up a very peculiar stench. Sure, you thought it was just the beer at first, but as you ogled the rest of his trailer, you realized. It smelled too much of iron to be simple beer and cigarettes.

Jerry, calm and collected, began explaining everything. How he was a vampire. He was na immortal. And he wanted nothing more than to be with you for all of eternity.

You almost said yes. At least, until there came a knocking on his trailer door. He left you eagerly, swinging it open to reveal a scandalously clad woman with a cigar poking out from her lips.

The realization set in on you. But you could only watch in horror, too internally conflicted. His teeth sank in and he sucked the woman dry, his face having morphed into something far more terrible than the handsome man you’d become acquainted with.

As the body dropped the ground, Jerry opened his arms to you. And you, as though stuck in a trance, hugged back. He held onto your hair as he dug his fangs into your neck.

The sensation was oddly pleasant, minus the dull pain from when he first pierced into you. It felt like a dream. One that made you feel so ecstatic, even if every fibre of your being was screaming that this was wrong.

And then as his fangs departed and he pressed one final kiss to your forehead, you dropped to the ground. 

By the time you woke up, you were vaguely aware that you were being carried. You felt absolutely famished, too. And as your eyes opened you were peering at Jerry. Somehow, you weren’t in the desert. It was the middle of the night and you were in a forest, a cool breeze sifting over you two.

Your heart melted because god, he was just so good-looking. But you also realized that your spontaneity had left your family - and a dead woman - in the dust.

Jerry consoled you, saying that the life of a vampire was beautiful and free. And, as much as you were swayed by his gorgeous voice and handsome lips, you felt so very guilty.

[horrorstolemyheart]

How Much Do You Love Me?

Notes: Ok so. This is actually a rewrite of my fic Warmth, which you can read here. Because as much as I'm glad a lot of you guys enjoyed it (and I appreciate it so much) I realize it wasn't my best work? Or I should say I wanted to... revamp it (no pun intended). With a different title. But it's the same basic premise just longer and goes along with the lore in the film which I didn't follow super well with the other lol. Anyways I hope that this is enjoyable as well! (If you notice any typos please feel free to let me know)

Warnings: Insinuations to sex, but NO smut or explicitness (this is as close to nsfw as I am willing to write), brief mention of blood, mentions of killing

Pairing(s): Jerry Dandrige (1985) x reader

Thunder rumbled outside as you stood pouring yourself more wine. You weren’t scared, but the sound accompanied by the flash of lighting caused you to jump a bit, your drink sloshing in the glass but thankfully not out onto the floor. It had been a slow moving day, raining in bursts without so much as a glimpse of the sun. A cozy day spent cleaning the house, dusting those high and forgotten places. The kitchen was mopped, laundry was done, the cobwebs in the corners were gone and the stairs swept.

Often you wished that Jerry was able to be up to spend the day with you. That he could be the one assisting you with these domesticities life presented you. Sure, Billy was around and more than willing to help, and for that you were grateful. It just wasn’t the company you really longed for. Unfortunately that was a burden a human and vampire in a relationship bore. It was something that weighed more and more on your mind the longer the two of you were together. More time was spent wondering what it would be like to be immortal. Could you really kill another human to survive? That was probably the biggest qualm you had. The morality of it ate at you when you considered asking your lover to turn you. But wasn’t that worth it to spend eternity with the man you’d gladly give your life up for? Literally?

For some madcap reason tonight felt as good a time as any to ask the pressing question. It felt right. Or at the very least it was something to discuss openly instead of attempting to drop hints.

Jerry sat reading on the couch and as if on command he lifted his arm, inviting you back to sit. Settling against his side with a strong arm placed around you, you nuzzled your face into his neck and pressed a few kisses to the skin. You wanted to come off as casual as possible. So for a moment you let the silence surround the two of you before you asked your burning question, and when it wouldn’t stop nipping at the heels of your thoughts you piped up.

“Jerry?”

Jerry knew immediately that you were nervous simply by the sound of your heart.

“Yes?” came his response, eyes still trained on reading.

“Do you love me?”

Another rumble of thunder coincided with the shutting of the book in Jerry’s hand.

“What a silly question, of course I do.”

All attention fell onto you. He wondered what had prompted you to ask a question like this? If he hadn’t fallen deeply in love with every part of you he’d have killed you at first sight. There was no question about that.

“How much?”

Now you were facing him, looking deeply into his dark brown eyes.

“Darling, I haven’t loved someone in centuries. love you more than anything,” he hooked a finger under your chin, making sure all your focus was on him completely, “I can’t begin to describe it. I’ll be honest with you, it hurts me that you would ask such a question.”

“Well, then how come you haven’t made me… like you?”

The question took Jerry aback oddly enough. He had wanted to turn you. He yearned for it. But somehow he almost enjoyed you being mortal. Such a fragile creature. Warm skin with all that blood running through your veins. You were like a high class dish, so beautiful in its presentation that you were almost scared to consume it. Barbaric as it may sound, that was the best way to translate his thoughts.

“Is that what you want? Would that make you happy?” He asked.

Perhaps his own bloodlust was getting in the way. But it was so important that you were sure you wanted this. If you were turned, did you understand that there was no going back?

“Oh, yes! I mean, I know I’d have to… kill people… but, if I get to spend forever with you, I’m willing to make that sacrifice.”

Jerry reached down to squeeze your hand, “Are you sure? This isn’t something to be brash about, Y/N. No going back.”

A silence fell between the two of you. It was as though you intended him to read your thoughts. You cupped the side of his face tenderly, “I know,” you whispered, “I’m a grown adult, I’ve put a lot of thought into this, Jerry. And I can’t think of growing old without you. As long as you want me.”

“Of course I want you, love. I always will.”

“So if you’re absolutely sure you want this we’ll make it happen. But, I won’t do it here. You deserve better than this.” he gestured to the room.

You chuckled, “Better than being turned in the living room?”

He pecked your lips and smirked, “I’m a man of taste, darling. I’m not doing it in the living room sitting on the couch.”

“Ok. Fair enough,” You leaned in closer, “Take me to the bedroom then.” Heat rose into your face at the insinuation of the remark.

“Tut, tut, Y/N,” He stood up to pour himself a glass of wine. You draped an arm over the back of the couch, watching the dark liquid fill the glass. He caught you staring at him, that fox-like smirk still plastered to his face, “I won’t do it tonight though. I want this to be special. You deserve to be treated like royalty.”

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The night you were to be turned came quickly. Jerry wasn’t kidding when he said he wanted this to be special. Candles were set up around the room in various places, the only source of light. The windows let in a warm night breeze. Suddenly you felt anxious and even a bit sad. For a moment you began to second guess yourself. But the feeling in your gut suggested otherwise, through the fleeting uncertainty, you had never felt so strongly about something.

Jerry greeted you with his arms outstretched, taking your hands gently. There was that beautiful sparkle, that mixture of love with a slight of sadness. That morning you had watched your last sunrise, ate your last human meals. He realized that he would no longer awake to catch those lingering smells of dinner you’d made from the kitchen and to be honest he was going to miss it. Even if the smell of food no longer enticed him as it had centuries ago. It had become a familiarity.

You’d never witnessed him feed and perhaps it was better that you hadn’t, as now, you were the one being feasted upon. But he would be gentle with you despite the blood lust. He took his time getting you to relax, worshiping every part of your body, every inch of skin. Every warm touch of your hands. As he went through this ritual, that sadness swept over you much stronger than it had only minutes ago. Bittersweet was the best way to explain the feeling. You felt loved and desired despite the aching in your heart. As cool lips brushed over your pulse, kisses littering the skin, a tear slid down your cheek.

“Are you ready my love?” The tone of his voice alone made you melt.

Your eyelashes fluttered shut. Any words that tried to escape had become lodged in your throat. The only action you could muster was a nod.

“I need you to speak, Y/N.”

“Yes,” you breathed, “I’m ready.”

One more kiss was placed against your pulse and his fangs sunk into your neck. Jerry wanted to ensure you’d feel as little pain as possible, he was quick in piercing into your veins. A gasp came from you and he held you close to him, blood dripping down your shoulder and back. Your pulse slowed gradually as he drained the life from you. The grip you’d had on him was beginning to weaken and your vision began to blur before you.

He hadn’t been so used to putting this much care into something like this. He wasn’t used to being this tender and gentle, and certainly not cleaning someone up after the fact. But tonight was different. You weren’t just another poor sap he’d drained dry in a dark alleyway and then disposed of somewhere. No. You were his love. His life. When he finished his ministrations, he took a damp rag to your skin, cleaning away the mess he’d caused while you slept.

You shifted a bit, and he felt an previously unnoticed tension leave him. Although he knew how much to take from you, seeing you move relieved him. The light cast an ethereal glow across your skin and he was almost positive he hadn’t seen anything so beautiful. He could no longer hear your heart beating steadily while you slumbered and was struck with a twinge of sadness. A somewhat foreign feeling to him. He sat with you for the rest of the night, keeping a watchful eye over you. Occasionally he brushed his fingers over your cheek or arm, relishing that last bit of warmth that still remained.

[babbling-idiot]

Jerry Dandrige x reader

Consequences

Requested: Non

Warning: I think a bit of angst I’m not sure what to call it really

(This is just an idea that came to me, and I hope you all like it!)

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When ed and Amy came over to your house to get your help, you instantly said yes. You had been pulled into this stupid thing concerning Charlie's new neighbors. It was silly at the time and frankly after seeing Jerry drink the "Holy water" from the bottle you smiled and looked over to Charlie. Along with Amy and Ed. Though Charlie didn't believe a single thing, complaining that the water wasn't blessed at all. Not long later you, Ed, Amy, and Charlie all decided to go home. Taking Amy first considering she lived the farthest and that Charlie was just overreacting. So you just agreed to get it over with. Though along the way you saw the street you go down to go to your own home. You stopped in your tracks and turned to walk down that street. "Y/n what are you doing?" You look back and Charlie is looking at you as if you just went onto uncharted territory. "Home Charlie. I'm going home." You turn to continue to walk but Charlie again stops you "What about taking Amy home first?" You sigh out "Charlie listen, we've all had enough of this night and frankly I'm tired and want to go to bed. Besides you and Ed are enough to take Amy home. Goodnight you guys, be careful." You say this time not stopping when you heard Charlie say your name. And like you expected your walk to go, completely normal. Boring but completely normal like always. Except for the sound of another person's footsteps. It had been going on for at least a minute or two but every time you'd look back to see who was there there was always nothing. That was until you stopped walking when you heard it again. And it was another person. This time when you looked back your heart sank. It was Jerry. You swallowed the lump in your throat and turned back to the direction of your house. And you ran. You had never run this fast in your life, you were sure of that. You felt your heart beating in your chest. When you turned to check and see if he was still there you didn't see him. A small tinge of relief washed over you till you looked back. You felt the force of a solid object hit you from the front and then suddenly you were on your back on the lamp-lit pavement. You felt dizzy from the running but the fall as well. When you looked up to see what you hit, there he stood. Jerry had this serious, almost emotionless look on his face. It almost made you feel uneasy. You began backing up as far as you could till you hit a lamp post. You were shaking in fear as he approached you. By then you had tears pouring down your cheeks as you looked at him. He bent down to your level. But before he could speak you spoke "Why me? I was fully intending on forgetting this night. I'm not Charlie. I didn't bring the police to your home, I didn't disrespect you, why me?" As you finished you broke down in full sobs. By now you knew he was a vampire and that there was almost no chance of making it out alive. "Charlie had his chance to forget. His actions have consequences and his friends bringing you into this also have consequences. He must learn that." "But I don't want to die. I don't want to be a vampire. I want a normal life. I'll forget you. I can. I promise just please don't do this to me." You say as your bottom lip quivered. You felt like the only way out of this was to beg for your life. He looks down at the ground for a moment before looking back at you. He then stands at his full height. He extends his hand down to you and upon looking at it you could see that his fingers had grown almost to a point. It was scary just to look at. You looked up to him, trying to figure out what he was getting at. "Let me help you." He says nodding to his hand. Slowly and cautiously you reached for his hand. When your fingers wrapped around his hand almost immediately you felt that you stepped into a trap. It felt wrong to touch his hand. And when he pulled you up to stand in front of him, looking into his eyes made tears go down your cheeks yet again. That's when you knew you'd die. You were staring into the eyes of the man who'd kill you. Just then he leans in close to your ear. You stilled, you could feel his faint breath on your neck. "You've done nothing wrong. Your friend must learn from his mistakes. Sadly you will have to be part of those consequences." He leans in even closer and whispers this last part "Forgive me in the next life." He says right as he bites into your jugular. The sharp pain makes you cry out in pain. You brought your hands up and tried to push him away but the hold he had on your arm and waist made it near impossible to escape. Your eyes widen at the sudden feeling of dizziness. You felt tired. It was happening, you were dying. Tears streamed down your face. When he pulled away from you he had blood surrounding his mouth and you could see his fangs. Just then you feel the rush of air all around you and suddenly you were in your room. Being laid on your bed. Jerry was standing over you and the blood had been wiped away by now. He looked down at you. "You said you didn't want to be a vampire. But you don't want to die. I don't want you to die either. Please, right now make a choice. Become what I have been, for years or die now, young, and leaving all your family wondering why this happened to you." You brought your hand up and grabbed his hand that was laying on the edge of your bed. "I don't want to die, please..." he knew you were asking to be turned. So he nodded and took off his jacket before going back in. This time when he bit you you didn't feel it. But the sudden feeling of energy filling your body all at one time was almost euphoric. You felt alive but drained at the same time. When he pulled away yet again, he grabbed the covers and laid them over you. He leaned in and looked at you in the eyes, this time you didn't feel scared when you looked back at him. "Stay here. Don't go anywhere. The process is painful and I don't expect you to go out during the day. If anything goes down into your basement or in your attic and stay there all day. Make an excuse if your parents come home. If everything goes as planned, I'll come to get you and you can come live with me. Until then, stay here under the covers." He says as he stands up and pulls his jacket back on. He walks over to the window and pulls the blinds and the curtains. He then walks over to your bedroom door and as he's about to leave he turns back to you. Catching a glimpse of your now shivering form. He knew what stage of turning you were in and he knew it would get worse before it got better. But at that moment he swore to himself. He would come back and take care of you.

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(Hello. I hope you all enjoyed this. I had this idea a little while back and thought it was good and I think it came out alright. I hope you all have an amazing day/night and stay safe out there in the world!)

[jadeslashes]

been basically inactive for like a while but i’m back w a vengeance pookies‼️

updates for sit down beside me (my jonathan crane fic) r coming soon AND i added jerry dandrige to my character list!! send requests!!!!!! be gross and weird in my asks box it’s slasher breeding season guys cmon

[darling-i-read-it]

Hmm...🤭

Maya, may I please have a multi head-canon for Otis, John Wick (finally...at a good time), Jerry and perhaps Dracula (you choose!...Van Helsing or Gary Oldman!) falling in love or/and wooing Reader who are polar opposites of them.

💐Thank you so much! 💐

So glad this went through! I hope you enjoy love :)

- Otis hated when he liked the victims

- it was very very rare but every once in a while there was a person who just made him feel a certain way

- you were that person

- he tried to show you whatever kindness he had left and you actually surprisingly appreciated it

- he kept you around

- Baby was annoyed. Usually he killed people quickly

- but then he untied you and you could walk around the house

- you didn’t leave for whatever reason which made him like you more

- apparently you didn’t even have a place to run back to

- so he kept you under his wing

- Baby has no idea how he managed to woo you

- she still hypothesizes

- John didn’t like getting close to people

- he much preferred never talking to them actually

- but you were in the hotel room next to his and you were so kind

- you brought him dinner, explaining you were a tad lonely and would prefer to eat with someone else

- oh he wanted to hate that but the dinner was so pleasant and normal

- he couldn’t say no to you

- so you had dinners and he wooed you on accident

- turns out he was funny when he wasn’t killing people

- you were the first person in ages to see that

- he had to leave soon but he wanted to stay and live in this normalcy a little while longer

- Jerry was beyond pleased that you were his next door neighbor

- you were kind, witty, a perfect match

- he had no desire to drink your blood he just wanted to be invited to your barbecues and show up at dusk

- wooing you was very easy

- he was a gentleman and even when he wasn’t trying, he could command a conversation

- he was fixing up his house and you often came over to help him and his friend out

- he adored your company and you grew close quickly

- eventually he had to tell you about his whole vampire thing but he decided to continue to keep you in the dark for a while

- hopefully you would be on board but until then he would simply enjoy hanging out with you during the night hours before you went to sleep

- Dracula saw you in the village one day and had his wives bring you up to the castle

- you were obviously scared

- you had heard the countless tales of Dracula and his wives, you never wanted to meet them

- but he was infatuated

- he loved you at first sight; he was obsessed

- so he needed to get you to be just as in love with him as he was with you

- he made sure the wives were endlessly nice to you

- he brought perfectly made dishes, dresses, anything you desired

- over time you started to realize he never intended to harm you

- you liked the castle better than your own home regardless and the wives were great friends

- he was so pleased with how it ended up that he insisted you stay forever

- but turning you was a whole other mountain to climb

[goodguydxll]

WHERE ARE THE BITCHES WHO WRITE FOR JERRY DANDRIGE(1985)

[the-sharpest-bites]

Living with, and Dating, Jerry Dandrige (1985) Headcanons

*blows a kiss* for him.

~•~

Jerry is an absolute gentleman through and through. No matter when you met, or how long you've been together, he treats you like royalty. Perfect gifts, well planned dates, and adoring words are the foundation of the code he operates under when it comes to romance.

He tailors everything to your needs and references, though. If you're uncomfortable getting gifts, he'll buy things for the communal living space that he thinks you will like. Paintings, sculptures, furniture. Anything he thinks you will enjoy.

If you don't like public displays of affection, he will tone down on any physical PDA and relegate most of your dates to the home. An intimate candle for dinner for just the two of you is his go to. He'll have Billy get or prepare your favorite meal, and treat you to a night with good food, good drinks, and good company.

He is good company. With Jerry, you'll never feel neglected or unwanted. You'll also never be bored. Living for over a thousand years certainly teaches a man some tricks for passing the time. He's hilarious, too. His humor can be a little dark, so hopefully that's up your alley. If you're uncomfortable with too many dark jokes, he will tone it down a bit, however it's in his nature so you'll have to prepare for them occasionally.

He's incredibly perceptive. Not just because of his heightened vampire senses, too. He loves you. That means that when you're around is focus is on you and everything you're doing. For better, or for worse.

This means he knows if you're lying to him. Most of the time it isn't worth it to Jerry to confront you about them. He knows everyone has their secrets, of course he does, and he'll allow you to keep them. This doesn't mean he'll just stand by and let you do whatever you please. It's a partnership, and he likes to be involved in your life. If lying becomes a habit, you will be confronted about it.

Speaking of confrontation, fights aren't Jerry's thing. He's an incredibly patient guy. Especially when it comes to you. If you guys do have an argument, it usually ends with him sitting quietly waiting for you to end your rant. He might get a little bit heated in the beginning, but the last thing he wants is to lose you. So, if that means he has to take the fall, he will. However, if you truly are in the wrong, Jerry will do his best to calmly explain to you his side of the story. After tempers have cooled, of course.

He's the king of making things up to you. Whether it's after a small tiff, like above, or he accidentally hurt your feelings, he will go above and beyond to make you happy with him again. Not in a manipulative way, either. He gives you your space, and tries to do thoughtful, little things for you.

You'll find your favourite snack in the fridge, or your favourite movie playing on the television, or a little trinket on your nightstand that is just so your style. He's sweet, and soft-spoken, and he won't bring up what happened until he thinks you're ready to hear him out. When he does apologize, he sits you down, holds your hand, and kisses your forehead, and he swears to you that he'll never do it again. Even if it was something as small as having to cancel a date. If it hurt your feelings, he's apologizing.

Jerry won't take shit from you, though. Don't mistake his sweetness and love for being soft willed. If you are rude, abrasive, or generally unkind to him, you will be held accountable for that. Typically, like was mentioned before, he won't yell or raise his voice at you, but he will ask for an apology. Even a simple and sincere 'I'm sorry' will suffice. Although, if you wanted to do a little extra to make it up to him, he wouldn't mind that.

Since your sleep schedules don't line up, while you're human, at least, Jerry makes every effort to hang out with you when he can. Once he's eaten, all his attention is on you.

This usually manifests as him being practically glued to your side as you go about your night. He's with you when you eat dinner, sometimes even grabbing something for himself so you don't eat alone. If you have any shows you like to catch before bed, Jerry will sit on the couch with you while you watch. During your nighttime routine, he will stay by you for the parts he's allowed to. Using the restroom and changing are the only exceptions. Even then, if you ask him to leave or turn around while you change, he'll make some comment about how you don't need to hide from him, or how attractive he thinks you are.

Cuddling is a must. While you watch television, while you sleep, even just cuddling for its own sake. He is a big proponent of physical affection, and you will never be left wanting. Touch starvation? Not in his house. Even when he's not completely wrapped around you, you've got a hand on your shoulder, waist, or back. If you have any exposed skin, it will get kissed. There's pretty much nothing you can do about it. If you're not a fan of being touched, Jerry will dial it down, but it will be a huge effort on his part. You're worth it, though.

[miinesweeper]

jerry dandrige ⌁ goodnight

pronouns: they/them request: yup yup :] i hope y’all like it type: fluff

going from sleeping for eight hours every night to sleeping all day was a difficult change to adjust to, y/n managed though. it was especially weird at the beginning, considering the fact that jerry would sleep in a coffin, which y/n wasn’t used to at all.

luckily, he was very willing to make exceptions and changes for y/n, to help them get used to the vampiric ways of living. rather than sleeping in coffins like conventional vampires would, he got a luxuriously large king size bed and the coziest blankets available. not a day went by where jerry and y/n wouldn’t fall asleep under the covers and in each other’s arms.

sleeping in the bed was much easier to sleep in a bed than a box, y/n had no idea how jerry did that all the time. the bedroom had black-out curtains and not even the smallest beam of light could come through. their bedroom was one of the only rooms in the large house that was finished, every other room still had boxes to unpack and work to be done.

that’s what most nights were spent on, unpacking and planning how things would be decorated. a lot of cleaning needed to be done too. most of the time it was fun enough, the house was an interesting space and jerry liked y/n’s enthusiasm about refurbishing it.

however, some evenings (when jerry and y/n would be first waking up) the bed seemed to be too comfortable to roll out of. no matter what needed to be done around the house, y/n and jerry wanted to just stay in bed all night.

from the next room, jerry and y/n heard the muffled but still loud sound of clocks of all varieties chiming their own special tunes to make an odd song-like alarm, meaning that the sun had completely set, and it was time to get up.

y/n’s eyes slowly opened, squinting into the darkness of the blacked-out room. as they became aware of reality again, they found that they still had jerry’s arm draped over them, just like it had been hours earlier when they first went to bed.

slowly, y/n shifted from under jerry’s arm to turn on the bedside lamp. but they didn’t make it very far before they felt the bed shift ever so slightly, and jerry’s arm tighten around their waist. they turned to him, he still had his face in his pillow and his eyes closed.

“don’t get up yet,” he said groggily as y/n laid back down, “let’s just stay here for a while.” 

he yawned as he pulled y/n closer, laying face to face with them. 

“oh, i didn’t know you were awake, good mo-” they cleared their throat, “good night,” y/n chuckled and paused, “you know we’ve got lots to get done.”

“i know, i know,” jerry replied, “but surely it could wait for a while,” 

“i suppose it can,” they replied as they yanked the covers back up over their shoulders. the house was always just a little too chilly.

jerry smiled as he pulled y/n close to him, warming both of them up quickly. “good night,” he said as he gently rubbed their back.

“you’re going back to sleep?”

jerry chuckled and was about to respond when y/n realized their mistake, “oh! okay i got it,”

the two laughed for a moment before continuing to just lay next to each other, enjoyin the early nighttime. it wasn’t long before y/n heard a soft snoring sound.

they knew that he liked the bed more than the coffin.

[classic80sand90smovieloves2]

Meeting and Dating Jerry Dandridge

(Not my gif)(Requested by anonymous via message)

(The sequence of events in here are a little different from the movie so forgive me for that.)

- You’d lived next door to Charlie your entire life so even though you were a few years older than him, the two of you were still very close. You’d graduated a year prior and were taking courses at a local community college so that you could still stay with your parents; and see your friends whenever you wanted. It also meant that you were right there when Jerry moved into the neighborhood. 

- Charlie went insane. That’s what you thought when he neurotically ran over to you, grabbing your arm and dragging you into his house. You’d just returned home from a night class and had only caught a glimpse of the two men that were standing in the yard beside your friends.  

“Have you lost your mind!” You asked incredulously, rubbing your wrist as he locked the door behind you and his half asleep mother. 

- Jumpcut to an hour later and you were hesitantly standing up from the boys kitchen table, looking at him strangely as you fumbled through an excuse to finally leave. In return, Charlie insisted that you stay until sunrise which you did, if only to placate him. 

- The boy kept watch as you walked the few yards to your own front door in the early hours of the morning, tired and confused by your friends; what you could only assume was a, psychotic episode. You thought it was a one time thing, spurred on by a nightmare or fever or something. Oh how wrong you were. 

- You had your first actual interaction with Jerry that following night. The sun had just set and you were home alone when a knock sounded at your door. Upon opening it, you were met with the sight of an attractive stranger who introduced himself as your new neighbor. 

- You invited him in a few moments later after getting over the initial shock of his model-esque face. The two of you had a short but sweet conversation and you told him he was welcome to stop by any time he’d like, more than a little starstruck by him. He extended the same courtesy to you and gave your hand a parting kiss as he left through your front door, leaving your cheeks feeling hot. 

- During the next few days, the two of you were friendly with each other. On more than one occasion, you came home to see him and his housemate standing outside. Upon seeing you, he would smile at you, oftentimes walking over and exchanging a few words. You were growing to like him more and more. 

- Not long after, you received a call from Amy, pleading with you to help her and Ed convince Charlie that your neighbor was not in fact a vampire. Obviously, you agreed and set to work on arranging everything. 

- When you arrived at Jerry’s home, you were a bit nervous but excited to see the man at the same time. His housemate opened the door, letting you and the rest of your group inside. Once Jerry made his entrance, Charlie realized that this wasn’t your first time meeting and immediately asked how he knew who you were.

- You faltered for a moment; hesitant: nervous as to what his reaction would be. And you should have been, considering the moment you told him, he looked as though he might implode. Thankfully, Vincent calmed him down, insisting on getting the test over with. 

- The test was done and soon enough, Vincent was ushering you all out of the mans home. Jerry paid particularly close attention to you as everyone was preparing to leave, insisting that you come over and visit, all while Charlie watched on protectively, ready to pull you out of the house at any moment.

- You reached the door and looked up at the man with a smile, saying a somewhat shy goodbye. He smiled back at you and leaned down, slowly pressing his lips to your cheek as Charlie stared at the two of you in outrage and horror. 

- The kiss. Sure, it was to show that he could do whatever he pleased; to prove that he had full control over any situation Charlie threw at him, but it was also just something he wished to do. He truly was looking forward to seeing you again, mainly because he was becoming more and more invested in you. 

- When you were going out the next day, Billy had called out to you, saying that Jerry wanted to know if you’d join him for dinner at his house. Who wouldn’t accept? 

- So, that night, you put on a nice dress, did your hair and makeup accordingly and headed over to the charming mans door. You weren’t sure what you were expecting but a candlelit dinner was not it. 

- The entire evening was unlike anything you’d ever experienced. The air was near stifling with tension, romantic tension, sexual tension. Every look he gave you had your insides ablaze and when you were saying goodbye, the hand he placed on your shoulder felt like it was burning your skin.

- In an instant you were hyperaware of the feeling of his lips, pressed close to the corner of your mouth as he says a husky goodnight. It’s hard for you to leave when he pulls away, but you do and you go home to take a cold shower, trying your best to rid yourself of the heat. 

- A few nights later and your parents are out of town, you have the whole house to yourself and are looking forward to a quiet night in. That’s when you hear a knock at your front door. 

- It’s him. At this hour it wouldn’t be anybody else. The instant you see him, your heart starts to flutter and you step aside to let him in, greeting him as you try your best to not sound as affected by his presence as you truly are. 

- You don’t know how it happens, or rather you can’t remember, but you wind up in your bedroom. Perhaps you were grabbing a sweater since you remember standing at your dresser. The details are hazy but you remember the next series of events vividly.

- You turn from your dresser, only to find him standing beside you, his chest nearly pressed against yours. A heat, one you’ve only ever felt when with him, courses through you and you can hardly breathe as he leans down, his lips inching towards yours, your face tilting up and....

“Y/N!” You jump, instinctively moving away from the man even though you long to stay close. Whipping your head towards your window, you find Charlie leaning out of his bathroom window and glaring at the man in front of you. 

- You feel your face turning hot for an entirely different reason as your friends eyes move over to you. Without saying a word, Jerry leans forward and shuts your window, pulling the blinds shut. 

“Your friend still doesn’t trust me.” He says quietly, disappointed for an entirely different reason than Charlie’s opinion of him. 

“I’m sorry about him-” You begin but he shushes you politely. 

“You don’t have to apologize.” He tells you softy, his hands running up and down your arms. “You never have to apologize with me.”

- That visit continues to resurface in your mind for days, haunting you in the middle of the night until you’re walking the short distance to the Dandridge residence. You don’t even have a plan but in that moment it doesn’t matter, there’s this inexplicable pull between you and the house.

- You expect Billy to open the door but you’re immediately met with Jerry, his lips curling into a smirk upon seeing you. He invites you in with no hesitation though your insides feel like they’re twisting into knots with how nervous you are. 

“I...” Your voice falters and you realize how vulnerable you truly feel. You don’t even know what to say or how to say it or if you should say it. You feel completely out of control and it’s somewhat frightening. 

- You open your mouth, trying to think of something else to say before he shushes you gently, stepping closer and closer until he can clasp his hands around your shoulders. They glide over your flesh, gliding up your neck until they’re right below your jaw, his thumbs resting on your cheekbones. 

- He says nothing as he closes the distance between you and your eyes flutter shut at the feeling of his lips on yours. The world around you is gone and all there is is you and him, and in that moment, that’s all you could’ve asked for. 

- Constant pda and touching. He’s never able to just keep his hands off of you. 

- Without a doubt, he’s a clingy man. He likes always touching you, always having you around. You’ll most likely move in with him fairly early on in your relationship.

- The two of you get lost in each others embrace, time passing you by as you lay together, your legs intertwined and your lips connected. He could kiss you for hours if you’d just let him.

- Neck kisses.

- Soft caresses. 

- Sitting on his lap. He looks at you expectantly whenever he sits down or whenever you walk in on him lounging on one of his old armchairs.

- Feeding each other. Allow him to show you how eating an apple can actually be a highly erotic situation.

- Hand kisses. If you kiss the tip of his finger, he will not be able to hold back his smirk.

- Antiques; you’re given a lot of century old things. Necklaces, rings, art; you name it and he’s given it to you. 

- He likes to spoil you in any way he can. Gifts, affection, compliments; it’s all yours as long as you stay by his side and promise to love him. 

- Evenings spent by the fire. 

-  He’s perfectly happy with any type of cuddling. He just wants to be as close to you as he can be, to hold you or be held by you. What better way to sleep than to be wrapped up in your lovers arms?

- Waking up to soft kisses on your bare shoulders and other soft places. 

- Darling, sweetheart, honey, pet. He loves that one; pet, as cute as a kitten and all his. 

- He adores it when you call him pet names. Having you refer to him so affectionately, calling him something that's reserved for only him. It’s like a dream come true. 

- Pulling him into kisses by his scarf. The act always makes him smile.

- Long hugs. He likes having you pinned against him. 

- Sometimes he’ll revert to another centuries way of speaking or behaving without even realizing it at first. You find it quite adorable; and incredibly charming, when his words suddenly sound more old English and he’s speaking to you like you’re at a 17th century ball. 

- Sometimes he’ll do it purposefully just to amuse you, pretending to court you as though you were some highly sought after duchess, asking you to dance or waxing poetry he remembers from the time period. 

- Having him wrap himself around you from behind, observing whatever it is you’re doing or looking at curiously, or looking on proudly/smugly as you tell someone off; particularly Charlie. 

- You’re gonna have to convince Charlie and Vincent to not kill him and convince him not to kill them. He’s ready to form a truce; mainly for your sake and because he doesn’t care about whether or not Charlie lives as long as he leaves him alone. Charlie might not be so keen on forgiving him though. 

- Shyly asking to see his vampire features. He finds it adorable when you’re not sure how to ask and then when you marvel at the different, inhuman parts of him. Not to mention, examination means more touching so it’s a win win for him.

- If you give him permission to feed off of you, he has to stop himself from immediately fucking you senseless. Be careful when bringing it up because the mere thought of it takes away a lot of his usual restraint. 

- Speaking of sex. Intimacy is pivotal in your relationship whether sexual or not. He lives on intimacy, yearns to have it for himself and give it out at the same time. It’s incredibly important to him that it’s there and he’s more than willing to work if it means he’ll have it. 

- Dancing together. 

- Deep, intimate gazes.

- He kisses you like he’s devouring you whole, slow and hungry as you submit to him fully.

- You’re his. Every part of you belongs to him and every part of him belongs to you and no one is allowed to look at or touch what belongs to him. Call him possessive or what have you, he doesn’t really care “as long as you know that you’re mine”.

- You’re not allowed to be insecure when you’re in a relationship with Jerry. He just won’t allow it. If you won’t accept that you’re perfect then he’ll just have to show you.

- He’s perfect at winding you down after a long day; taking your coat off, peppering kisses down your neck, speaking in that deep, husky voice....

- He’s always very happy to be your date to things; being able to show off that you’re together is one of his favorite things to do. Just make sure it’s going to be dark out.  

- Becoming friends with Billy. The man isn’t going away anytime soon and you don’t think you’d want him too anyway. You like your little supernatural family. 

- Your parents will love him. He’s charming, sophisticated, fairly wealthy, and is obviously very invested in you. What else could they ask for?

- He enjoys taunting Charlie every once in a while. He insists that he wasn’t doing anything or that he was just playing around but you know better. But don’t worry, he plays nice. After all, it is technically Charlie who brought the two of you together. 

- He allows you to have the allusion of control or choice in most situations but you should never forget that whatever he what's will happen eventually. Oftentimes, he’ll humor you if the situation isn’t dire, mainly just finding your obliviousness to the reality of things cute. 

- Rest assured, he’ll never force you to do anything; or force you into doing anything, that you don’t want to do. It’s his own actions that he’ll pretend you can stop him from doing. He wants to kill someone? You can calm him down and convince him not to, but; in some cases, only for some time. 

- Above all else, he wishes to please you. Your comfort and happiness are most important to him. Its the reason why he listens to you and does; nearly, everything you ask of him. If he didn’t care about your feelings than he wouldn’t bother with the intricacies or listen to you at all. 

- How he reacts to men being attracted to or falling for you varies depending on who it is. There’s burning jealousy in some cases and pitying amusement in others.

- He’s incredibly protective of you, every part of you. He’s never going to let anything happen to you and if anything does, there’s going to be hell to pay. Whether it’s a matter of your life or your modesty; you’re in good hands. 

- You don’t fight, like ever. He’s good at smoothing things over with little fuss; and changing the way you feel about things, so even if you did have something to fight about, it would most likely be resolved fairly quickly. 

- Though, if you do end up fighting, rest assured that he’s very good at apologizing, in more ways than one. 

- He says he loves you all the time. The way he says it can range from a pleasant “Love you” in front of someone as you’re saying goodbye to each other to an intimate, gazing into your eyes “I love you” when you’re completely alone.

- He most likely wont wait very long to turn you, unless you want to wait. He takes no offense if you don’t want to be like him just yet, he’s got all the time in the world and he can’t deny that he enjoys you being human. …Maybe he will wait a little longer....

- He’s ready to spend the rest of his eternal life with you; he was ready the moment he saw you. He’ll treat you like a queen for the rest of your life, all he asks in return is that you give him your love. 

[horrorstolemyheart]

Dancing With Them/ Asking Them to Dance With You

Note: Here it is folks! Not sure why dancing was the first thing to come to mind, but I’ve always enjoyed the concept of it and thought it would be fun. I would also like to give a shout-out to all the amazing writers on here, your writing was a huge inspiration for me. Feedback is really appreciated! I hope you all enjoy and I hope I did the characters justice! Happy Valentines Day!! 💕

Warnings: None, just a few cheeky moments if you want to call it that?

The Lost Boys

- David is a tougher nut to crack when it comes to dancing, he’d much rather sit back and watch you. However, if you really beg him, he will indulge you once in a while, but it’s pretty rare.

When he does dance with you, he holds you close against him, swaying you and he may occasionally whisper dirty things in your ear. Which means that you in turn will have to indulge him with something later on.

- Paul finds it absolutely adorable when you ask him to dance with you, he won’t need any convincing. If you turn on some music and start swaying your hips and dancing around, I’m almost certain Paul is right there with you.

He can be wild and crazy, but he is also willing to slow down too. He LOVES when you drape your arms around his neck, and the way you light up when he dances with you is something he wouldn’t trade for the world.

- Marko will send you a playful grin upon being asked to dance. Hope you’re feeling energetic, Marko is probably more rowdy than the other boys, but much like Paul, he will slow down for you if you ask.

I feel like there’s probably times where you don’t even have to ask, he’ll be hauling you up on your feet to spin you around. There’s a lot of laughter involved, and if you're not dancing together he thinks you're just the most beautiful, sexy thing he has ever seen. (but this really goes for all the boys)

- Dwayne might have to be given a little nudge, but it wouldn’t take much because of course he loves seeing you happy. He’s very sensual. I think he would also be the type to whisper sweet nothings in your ear whilst you rest your head on his shoulder.

Dwayne is an absolutely amazing to slow dance with. You love the way he wraps his arms around you, you quite simply feel as though you could melt, this boy loves you so much and it shows.

- Star is a bit shyer if you ask her to dance with you, but she always takes you up on the offer. Dancing with Star feels like you’re in a dream. You two will twirl each other around, all the while laughing and smiling. She gets to be herself more around you, and that is time truly well spent.

Severen

- It won’t take much convincing him, he enjoys being close to you and touching you. So of course one thing about dancing with Severen? He is VERY handsy. He will hold you close, hands gripping your hips, which will almost always end up migrating down to your ass.

Severen is a blast to dance with, but there has been a few occasions where he got a bit too wild. Once he went to dip you.... and dropped you on the floor. He hadn’t meant to and he knew you weren’t seriously hurt, but he thought it was funny. You? Not so much. This resulted in a few swats to his chest.

Jerry Dandrige (1985)

- Usually you’ll be hanging out at home and ask him to dance with you, just because, which he finds very endearing. Dancing with Jerry is very intimate, and he loves taking the lead.

If you aren’t pressed up against him with your head on his chest or resting in the crook of his neck, he likes to gaze into your eyes. Nothing turns your knees to jelly quite like that, and he knows it. You are putty in his hands.

**Apologies for any typos, I think it should be alright, but just in case

[babbling-idiot]

Jerry Dandrige

Fright Night (1985 Version Only)

Consequences: Jerry Dandrige x reader

Jerry reacting to his s/o’s singing

Mysterious Man

How you meet

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 Nica Pierce/ Nica!Chucky (chucky)

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[darling-i-read-it]

Properly

Jerry Dandrige x reader

Word Count: 900

Warnings: vampire stuff 

Author’s Note: underrated king

Edit: lmao I forgot I wrote this last week so have this unprompted fic while I work on my other requests

Summary: Billy tells you that Jerry was caught feeding by the next door neighbor

I don’t own these characters. They belong to author/director 

(not my gif)

You ran your hands through your hair, yawning. You looked around the basement of the new house. It was still odd to be there. It was only your second night after all and you figured it was going to take a while to get used to it. Once it was unpacked you would like it better. 

You climbed out of your coffin. You heard the top slide off of Jerry’s coffin and looked over at him. He sat up, stretching. He looked over at you, a charming smile on his face. 

“Good morning,” you muttered. 

“Good night,” he corrected. You rolled your eyes and walked up the stairs into the main part of the house. Billy was standing at the top of the stairs, waiting for the two of you. 

“Did Jerry tell you that the kid next door saw him feeding on that girl?” he said. You raised an eyebrow, shaking your head. Billy fixed a part of your hair that you hadn’t noticed was out of place. Despite the fact that you couldn’t see yourself in the mirror, being a vampire had it’s own perks. You would usually wake up looking just as good as you had before you fell asleep. With a couple hairs out of place that was. 

“No he did not. Is that something we’re going to have to worry about?” 

“I think Jerry is going to go over today and get invited in by the mother. You should go with him. It’ll add to the show if he’s married,” Billy commented. 

“Why don’t you go Billy? A nice gay couple is even more disarming,” you pointed out cheekily. He gave you a pointed look. 

“You two had the ceremony,” he said. 

“You’re right, you’re right. I just am tired of going to peoples houses.” You were in the mian part of the house now. Boxes littered the floor. 

“Why are you tired of going to peoples houses?” Jerry asked, coming up the stairs. You leaned against the wall and shrugged. 

“Because you, good sir, keep making us go to other peoples houses. We have to threaten another person, kill another person. Then we move. I just want a nice house Jerry.” He walked up to you, putting his hand on your cheek. His nails dragged lightly across your skin. 

“We will have a nice house. We just need to make sure this kid isn’t going to cause us more harm,” he said. “Worst case scenario, we get dinner.” 

“Close the blinds Jerry. Next time you eat, close the blinds.”

“I will make sure that the blinds are closed,” he said. You nodded, lips pursed into a line. You put your hand on his that was on your cheek. You slid it down to your lips and kissed his hand gently. You let out a sigh and walked away from him. 

“I’ll get dressed and we’ll go over.” 

You stood on the next door neighbors porch, arms crossed. Jerry knocked on the door and a lady opened it. You put a smile on your face and she opened her eyes wide. 

“Hello!” she said brightly.

“Hi, we’re the new next door nieghbors. I’m Jerry and this is my wife, Y/N.” She shook his hands and you shook hers, nodding quickly. 

“Very nice to meet you both! I’m Judy! Come in, come in. My son Charley said he might have seen the two of you earlier yesterday, I’ve been meaning to stop by,” she said happily. You and Jerry took the step inside now that you had been invited. It was smaller than your home which was funny, considering the fact that they were next door to each other. Yours was in disrepair though and would likely look a lot like this if you had bad taste in wallpaper.

“We’ll have to meet him at some point too, properly,” you said. She nodded.

“I’ll go get him, I’m sure that he’ll wana see the two of you.” She rushed up the stairs leaving the two of you alone. You peeked through the window and pointed out of it.

“Look at that. Our windows right there,” you muttered.

“I’ll close the blinds, I already said,” he told you. You gave him a look and he gave you one back but ultimately you just shut their blinds inside, just in case. You heard Judy come down the stairs with the problem child. 

“Charley, these are our neighbors, Y/N and Jerry…”

“Dandrige,” you said. 

Charley saw the two of you and froze, his face paralized in fear. You smiled at him and shook his hand. You let the fangs come out a bit, for effect and then took a step back beside Jerry again. Jerry spoke. 

“Nice to meet you properly Charley.”