#The Werewolf Versus the Vampire Woman

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The Werewolf Versus the Vampire Woman (La noche de Walpurgis, 1971) - Pressbook cover

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Vampire Type #2: Classic / Gothic Vampires

Classic / gothic vampires are the archetype for vampires. They are a common type of vampire seen in movies, suitable for dinner parties.

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And some more international queer cinema for those interested.

Another Way (1982) ; Cocoon (2020) ; Margarita with a Straw (2014) ; Ek Ladki Ko Dekha Toh Aisa Laga (2019) ; Rafiki (2018) ; The Werewolf Versus the Vampire Woman (1971)

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The Werewolf Versus the Vampire Woman (1971)

A movie that promises one thing, a werewolf versus a vampire woman, and delivers on that thing, plus a little more. However, it does at times feel a bit like it was just a scenario devised to facilitate that thing, rather than a story being told for its own merits.

5/10

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watching The Werewolf Versus the Vampire Woman aka La noche de Walpurgis (1971) via Tubi on my trusty CRT television

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The Werewolf Versus The Vampire Woman (1971)

dir. by León Klimovsky

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Paul Naschy as Waldermar Daninsky, The Werewolf in The Werewolf Versus The Vampire Woman

Watercolors on Paper, 8.5″ x 11″, 2023

By Josh Ryals

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Patty Shepard (as the Countess Wandesa Dárvula de Nadasdy) in "La noche de Walpurgis" (1971), directed by León Klimovsky.

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The Werewolf Versus the Vampire Woman (1971) - IMDb

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La noche de Walpurgis (1971)

Patty Shepard as Countess Wandesa Dárvula de Nadasdy

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vampire x poisoned werewolf

wrote a short one-shot about a male vampire who has to deal with his nemesis, a female werewolf who is poisoned, just to get myself out of a rut. enjoy!

tags: werewolf x vampire, fxm, extreme slow burn, literally nothing remotely romantic really happens, poison, bites, enemies to lovers, archenemies to lovers, unspoken truces, forced proximity to save the other

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The vampire heard a knock at his door.

“Coming, coming,” he called. “I thought most humans weren't awake at this hour,” he muttered to himself.

He unlatched the door, and it flew open, the full weight of a werewolf behind it. She collapsed onto the ground. 

“Wh-What? What are you doing here?” he hissed. The vampire, although filled with a mixture of shock and hatred at the sight of his nemesis, sensed something was wrong. He closed the door shut behind her.

“I’d like to know what possessed you at this hour of the night to come crashing on my door.”

The werewolf made a guttural growl. Or was that a groan? She raised her face at him, and he could see that she was foaming at the mouth.

“Oh great, you’ve brought your filthy canine diseases in with you. This had better be good.”

Slowly, pained, the werewolf morphed from her animal form to her human form. The mass of her wolfishness returned to her hair, and in the end she laid on his stone floor, a naked woman, almost entirely covered in strands of long black hair. He started, averting his eyes.

“Good God, woman, what has gotten into you? I sincerely hope this is not some sort of inane confession or attempt to seduce me.” 

Something inside the vampire felt as though he wouldn’t entirely hate the werewolf if this were to be true. He quashed that part of him away and hoped it never reared its ugly head again. 

“Poison,” she grunted. 

He whirled back towards her, then turned his head again when he realized she was in a state of undress. “Poison? What kind?” 

“Drink,” she managed to cough out. “Need. Medicine.”

“I can’t help you if you don’t know what kind of poison it is,” he said. 

The werewolf-woman growled. “I don’t know.”

The vampire sighed. “Well, then I’ll have to try and deduce what kind of poison you have from your symptoms. Which would require me to inspect you, as improper as you are at the moment.”

“Don’t care.”

Well all right then, he thought, turning towards the werewolf. He never thought in his wildest dreams that there would come a night like this. Although he supposed his notorious expertise at poisons and such was necessary in this situation. 

To describe the two as ones who didn’t get along would be an understatement. In fact, they had often dealt each other severe wounds in fights over clan disputes. Vampires versus werewolves, it was only as natural as cats versus dogs.

Then again, the vampire had often seen cats and dogs managing to get along well with each other and even become friends. Another thought to quash.

“Alright, foaming at the mouth,” he started crouching down towards the werewolf. She growled at him, and he hissed back.

“If you want me to help, I’ll have to get close to you. Close enough to make the both of us extremely uncomfortable, but I was of the impression you wanted to live.” At his words, the woman rolled her eyes, turning her head away. The vampire took that as a sign that she was willing to comply. 

He touched the skin at her neck. She jolted and became tense, but otherwise let him continue.

“Hot at the neck, excessive sweating,” he continued, counting the symptoms to himself.

Crap, he thought to himself. These symptoms are all generic. The options of poisons are too varied for me to narrow down what she has.

I wish I was poisoned. With my expertise in recognizing poisons, I’d know what this was. 

It was then that an idea struck the vampire. A terrible, but necessary idea.

“I just want to let you know that what I’m about to do is entirely necessary for the sake of your survival. Also that I’m not trying to kill you,” the vampire said. The werewolf turned towards him, giving him a skeptical look. 

“Do you want me to try and save you or not?” The vampire asked. The werewolf glared at him.

“Just do it,” she muttered.

The vampire took in a deep breath. “Alright then.”

He sat down next to her, leaning over her. She looked at him, confused.

Her eyes widened when she realized what he was about to do, but by then it was too late. He had sunk his teeth into her neck. She tried to thrash around, but the poison had weakened her significantly, and the most she could do was wiggle around.

It wasn’t long before he pulled himself away from her neck, and got up, rushing to his cabinet of herbs. She laid there on the floor, feeling a thin stream of blood slowly dribble down her neck from his bite. Werewolves were immune to vampiric bites and the curse that followed them, as they had a curse themselves, which meant the two canceled each other out.

Now that he felt the poison coursing through his own, the vampire quickly identified, it, coming up with a simple yet effective antidote comprised of a few ingredients. He rushed back to the werewolf with a mixture, tipping down her throat.

She gagged, but swallowed it down.

Within minutes, she felt significantly better, her strength and health regaining. The werewolf sat up, her hair cascading down the front of her body, and looked at the vampire. He was leaning against a nearby table, setting down a small cup, no doubt filled with his own antidote.

“Thank you,” she said.

“No problem. Now, please, leave before anyone finds out about this.”

She got up, transforming back into her animal form, and left through the door. 

He sighed a breath of relief, and batted away the unbidden thoughts in his mind.

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The Werewolf Versus the Vampire Woman aka La noche de Walpurgis (1971)