#erin x jamie

[sigmamax69]

LADIES AND GENTLEMAN I FINALLY HAVE JERIN CONTENT TO POST

@kindheartedgummybears posted a suggestion of the Barbie mugshot meme but w Jerin and i had to draw it!! I’ll leave it up to you guys to imagine what they got arrested for

(if the heights don’t look accurate forgive me i didn’t put much thought into it LMAO)

[werewolfpirate]

[redran6er]

Happy pride month to the devil in me cast! 😊🏳️‍🌈✨

[qusok]

They're on coffee date in park, but Erin's sleepy (she's me, confirmed)

Thanks to @timethehobo for the idea! (I literally took everything from the comment lol)

[kindheartedgummybears]

hhhr.... hhmmm... errr... grrrg.... no.. no... HHR.R.. RAHHHRAHHHH NENNN EJHHHH EAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

FUCK IT

JAMIE AND ERIN IN THE 1980S MURDER WIVES AU ADOPT MEGAN AND ARE HER FUCKED UP CANNIBALISTIC LESBIAN MOTHERS NOW RAHH RAHHHHHHHHHHHHH

[tdpawhore]

°•. The Sound engineer & The Lighting technician love story .•°

[pathfinderofandromeda]

jerin in the glass trap instead of jamie and kate…

this prompt is undeniably evil, but i might have enjoyed writing it?

they're going through the absolute most, except i can promise that within ten minutes, jamie throws du’met off the roof, and he doesn’t get up this time :)

i hope you'll forgive me...and my embellishment of the amount of time they have before du'met comes back.

you can check out my other work on AO3...username: skyllianspectre

(trigger warning for the DIM glass trap and all that entails, as well as heavy angst and asthma/panic attacks)

Despite Jamie’s best efforts to avoid it, they end up getting separated.

It’s difficult to keep an eye out for moving walls while running, as it turns out, and now they’re here, in this fucking trap, and Jamie swears she’s gonna kill that son of a bitch.

“Try to stay calm.” She tells Erin, but then the wall starts moving. 

She tries to break the glass on her own with no success, then tries the screwdriver.

It’s a useless pursuit, and that’s when she sees the button.

The reverse symbol above makes the function obvious, and Du’Met must really be crazy if he thinks she’d even consider hurting Erin, let alone go through with it.

She’s already carrying the weight of Charlie’s apparent death on her shoulders, whether she could’ve done anything more or not, and she won’t - no, can’t - carry another.

Especially not her.

Fuck that button.

She won’t even stand near it.

“J - Jamie?” Erin asks, incredibly fearful. “What is that for?”

“Some shit I’m not doing.” Jamie answers resolutely, shaking her head.

She knows she can stand here and scheme for as much time as they have, but it’s pretty clear that they’re not going to think their way out of this. 

Somebody is dying here, and Erin seems to have realized that it’s not going to be her.

“Jamie. No. You can’t.” 

“This is exactly what he wants.” Jamie says, ignoring her implication and trying to keep it together. “You know I won’t hurt you. You’re not changing my mind.”

Erin can’t even look at her.

Her crying is uncontrollable, and she feels like she’s going to pass out.

Even if Jamie lets her live, who’s to say she’ll make it?

She’s done nothing but hinder the crew, and she can’t fathom the idea of going on without her, especially if she feels responsible.

“The others...they need you.” She insists, and Jamie looks almost offended.

Erin isn’t a burden, and the fact that she thinks she is is nauseating.

“Listen. Please.” Jamie pleads, voice trailing off into nothing, and Erin is completely devastated by the sound. “This isn't your fault. Understand?” 

Erin sputters to say something, anything, but it won’t come out.

The sight makes Jamie pause for a second, then completely break. 

“I love you.” She admits, glass closing in, and Erin looks at her like she’s committed a crime. “Just...don’t watch, okay?” 

She turns away as told, knowing from the way Jamie’s said it that it’s sacred, and now it’s going to haunt her.

Jamie loves her too, and the sound of her scream is deafening.

---

It’s the longest collection of seconds in Erin’s life before she hears glass shattering, a thud, and then, unbelievably, Jamie’s voice.

“Erin.”

It’s hoarse and shaky, but when Erin forces herself to turn back around, expecting some sort of auditory hallucination, she finds it undeniably real.

Jamie is on the floor a few feet away, talking, and breathing and alive.

She drops to her side almost immediately and helps her sit up, backing against the wall, but when she opens her mouth to speak, there’s no air left in her lungs.

“Hey...Hey, your inhaler.” Jamie murmurs, tapping Erin’s hand lightly, and she appreciates the reminder even though she’s sure Jamie’s gone mad.

There’s no way in hell she should be doing the care-taking right now, but it’s her, so of course she is.

Erin fishes into her pocket with shaky hands and sits next to her, taking a puff and exhaling painfully with the sound of “I love you” bouncing around her head like a pinball.

She gasps her way through several breathing cycles, Jamie’s hand sitting atop hers, and finally, mercifully, there’s some sense of control.

“Okay?” Jamie asks, only realizing how stupid it sounds once she’s said it, and Erin could almost laugh.

Jamie has no idea how good she is.

“You’re insane.” Erin responds, and then she’s kissing Jamie hard.

It’s messy and more than a little desperate, but Jamie only lets herself kiss back for a moment before breaking it. 

They’re both incredibly vulnerable, tears still streaming down Erin’s face, and Jamie isn’t about to take advantage.

Instead, she pulls Erin into her arms, letting her bury her face in her neck while she rubs at the small of her back.

There’s some comfort in the way their heartbeats synchronize, but it doesn’t last for long.

Du’Met’s gonna be pissed, and Jamie’s brain is already trying to figure out what’s next to protect them.

No time to process.

“You shouldn’t have done that.”

Erin eventually whispers between sobs, starting to quiet down just a little, and Jamie has no idea what to say so she jokes.

“I mean it worked out - ”

Erin squeezes her tightly to cut her off. “Jamie...I thought...”

“I know.” She replies, a jagged breath ripping through her entire body with the weight of it all. “Me too.”

---

After what feels like an eternity, the door in front of Kate creaks open.

Her heart drops in her chest when neither of them appear, and upon stepping closer, she hears crying.

It’s Erin, and Kate's thoughts start to race.

Jamie.

Shit.

Her hand flies to the amethyst crystal in her pocket, taking a deep breath as her stomach twists violently.

They need to keep going, but she can barely steel herself for what she’s about to see.

Upon entering the room however, there is no massacre.

Kate finds them both sitting against the wall, seemingly un-injured, and her relief is palpable.

Jamie acknowledges Kate with her eyes, holding Erin close and repeating something inaudible to her under her breath, and Kate can’t help but feel like she’s intruding on them.

She stares for a long second, unable to speak, and then she hears Jamie tell Erin that she’s here.

Her voice is completely wrecked, and it makes a cold, horrible feeling seep through Kate’s bones.

Something terrible happened here.

“Are you guys okay?” She finally manages to get out, and Jamie nods slowly, looking unsure.

“Yeah...yes...we are.”

The way it hangs is uncomfortable and Kate tries her best to focus. “He’s not far. We should - ”

“Yeah.” Jamie agrees, urging Erin gently that they need to go, and only then does Erin move, separating herself.

Her eyes are bloodshot and puffy, and it makes Kate’s heart ache.

“Let me help.” Kate offers, holding her hand out to Jamie, and she takes it to get to her feet.

She’s clearly trying to reset, to put this away to worry about later, and Kate has no idea how she does it.

She turns back and grabs her screwdriver from the floor, then reaches for Erin.

“C’mere.” She breathes, and Erin does, taking her hand and standing up beside her, a bit wobbly. 

Kate glances between them, but then there’s shuffling in the hallway.

God damn it.

“Come on.” She says anxiously, leading the way out of the room, and then Du’Met is there, staring them down.

“Stay close to me.” Jamie tells Erin, making sure she’s in front of her before they turn to run, and Erin clings to the words.

She’s not letting Jamie out of her sight.

[inkspiders]

Dark Pictures Anthology: The Devil in Me fanart of Erin and Jamie -- titled The Lovers -- painted/drawn in watercolours/watercolour pencils :) Hoping to do the rest of the cast!

[forsapphics]

WILLOW (2022 - 2023)

E07: Beyond the Shattered Sea — directed by Jamie Childs

[kindheartedgummybears]

THE NOISE I LET OUT WHEN I SSAW THIS OMG THIS IS SO COMFORTING ESPECIALLY WITH THE SITUATION IM IN RN😭😭😭😭

The werewolf/vampire au is overtaking my brain rn so here we go

Jerin bats because vampires are cool but they’re even better when they can literally turn into tiny bats <3

Just a tiny doodle because I’m trying to motivate myself to draw rn

[justsomesapphicbimbo]

Hello!

This is a formal announcement to inform anyone concerned that I have officially unlocked a brand new obssesion!

😍😍DERRY GIRLS😍😍

So naturally I'll post about them and only them for the next 913746 hours!

[sigmamax69]

yoooo ok so i’m sorry I basically died guys 😭😭 life has just got me super busy these days and generally been feeling unmotivated art-wise, but slowly getting out of it. Pls accept this Jerin sketch as an apology 🙏🙏

I’ll get back into the swing of art soon, I promise!!

[lesenfys]

Soooo it’s been awhile.. but here’s Jerin if the TDIM fandom is still alive???

[qusok]

I started this one a few months ago, when @pathfinderofandromeda and I were talking about what if Jamie got injured by Du'Met, but survived

And let's say we all just know Erin would take care of her wounds

CAN YOU BELIEVE I'M FINALLY POSTING ARTS AGAIN??? My self-esteem about drawing was harsh on me lately, but I think it kinda passed, so yayy. Plus I was all busy with moving to other city, getting used to live alone and go to uni and all this stuff

[kindheartedgummybears]

Me listening to music while thinking about the hunter x werewolf AU: 🥰🥰

*a cover of Gaston starts playing*

Me:

My brain:

Me and my brain: "b-b-beauty and the beast Jerin A-"

[pathfinderofandromeda]

how do you feel about some jerin first date shenanigans??❤️

i'm not gonna lie, i completely lost control of this, but i hope you love it anyways.

there's a lot going on, and it's not necessarily shenanigans, but they do go on a date.

as per usual, the characters have done what they want and i am simply the messenger!

please consider checking out my multi-chap Jerin fic on AO3 if you'd like! username: skyllianspectre <3

(brief trigger warning for canon-typical angst)

It was a cold morning in November when Erin’s phone rang.

The softer tone was something she had set for Jamie’s number, and hearing it this early made her anxiety spike just a little.

She usually called at night.

Had she been having those dreams again?

“Jamie?” Erin asked warily as she picked up the phone, setting aside the book she’d been reading. “Are you okay?”

On the other end of the line, Jamie’s heart dropped a little when she realized what Erin was thinking.

She’d definitely called her in volatile states before, when the nightmares had gotten too real.

Sometimes she’d have to hear Erin’s voice to calm down, no matter how many times she tried to convince her brain that she knew she was okay.

Luckily, this wasn’t that.

“Yeah! Yeah.” Jamie quickly responded, hoping she could allay Erin’s fears. “I’m okay. Promise. I’m sorry if I scared you.”

Erin let out a breath and took a second to listen to Jamie’s voice, relaxing when she found it steady. “I’m glad. I just...worry.”

“I know.” Jamie answered gently. “I just wanted to ask you something.”

“Okay.” 

“Are you busy tonight?”

Erin’s shyness crept up on her immediately and her mind blanked.

“What?”

“We should go out. Like a date.” Jamie replied. “I pick you up…take you somewhere nice…”

Erin blushed.

Their relationship was still so new to her, and they’d sparingly seen each other since the hotel.

They were always in groups when they had, and the thought of them being together again, just them, made her a little nervous.

“You don’t have to do all that…” She began. “You could just come over...and we could stay in…” The offer was barely out of her mouth before she realized what it sounded like and tried to backtrack. “...Or something.”

Shit. 

She’d be lying if she said she hadn’t been thinking about the way Jamie had kissed her in that hotel room, but that wasn’t what she meant to imply and she didn’t want to make her uncomfortable and -

There was a brief moment of silence between them, then a huff of amusement from Jamie, and Erin could practically feel the other girl’s smirk growing through the phone. 

“Shouldn’t I take a girl to dinner first?”

She was clearly joking, but Erin was embarrassed anyways, glad that Jamie wasn't able to see her fluster.

Instead, she had broken into laughter, the first time Erin had really heard it in the aftermath.

It was contagious and warm, and before she died down, Erin tried her best to commit the sound to memory.

“Seriously though, Erin. I want to.” Jamie spoke again, assuring her. “You’re my girlfriend.”

Oh.

In theory, she knew that was true, but hearing it was…something else.

“I’m your girlfriend?” Erin echoed back, not even realizing she was saying it aloud, and God did Jamie adore her.

“I mean...I hope so. It’s kinda what I was going for.”

Erin smiled to herself, then couldn’t stop smiling at all.

  “I’d really like that…” She nearly whispered. “A date. With you.”

Jamie’s heart fluttered undeniably in her chest. “Six then?” 

Erin, surprising herself, barely hesitated. “I’ll see you then.”

---

When Erin stepped outside of her apartment complex and found Jamie, she couldn’t help but bury her face in her neck.

Every time she saw her was a resounding reminder that they were both alive, and tonight, the near consistent haunt behind Jamie’s eyes seemed a bit further away.

“Hey.” She breathed, wrapping her arms around Erin tightly, and a long minute passed before she let go. “You wanna hop in?”

Erin nodded and shortly, they were on the road.

Jamie didn’t say where they were going, but frankly Erin didn’t care.

She just liked to look at her, liked to know she was there, and maybe, just a little selfishly now, liked to know she was hers, even if she couldn’t quite wrap her head around it.

---

The restaurant Jamie brought her to had a little bit of everything.

It wasn’t overly fancy, nor was it too crowded.

It was small, homey, and it felt like them, and maybe that’s what Erin loved about it.

The hostess was kind and seated them quickly, and while small talk proved difficult thanks to the Du'Met-sized elephant in the room, it felt safe.

“I’ve been wanting to take you here since we got back from Topeka...Which is basically like...forever.” Jamie eventually said casually, and if Erin didn’t already know she was in love with her, she’d probably start right now.

With any other person, she'd care what other people thought if they saw them, care what they may perceive her to be, but after what they’d been through, it felt foolish not to follow the impulse.

She grabbed Jamie's hand across the table, intertwining their fingers, and even though she didn’t know what to say, it didn't matter.

She was comfortable with her, and if that meant figuring everything else out later, she was okay with that.

“I’m just happy to be with you. Wherever that is."

In response, Jamie rubbed her thumb across Erin's palm affectionately, and when their waiter returned with the food they fell into something comfortable, enjoying each others' presence.

Erin occasionally stole from Jamie's plate, delighted by the reaction it elicited, and Jaime would pretend to be annoyed.

They'd joke playfully about anything and everything, and the time passed nearly effortlessly.

When they finally returned to the parking lot, Erin couldn’t help but notice that the world felt lighter.

They walked back toward Jamie’s truck holding hands, and when they were close enough to be shrouded by the surrounding vehicles, Jamie pulled her in, kissing her soft and slow.

The warmth between them was profound in itself, but when they separated, looking each other in the eyes, something clicked.

“I haven’t felt like this before.” Jamie whispered, almost like it was a secret, and it took Erin’s breath away.

They were going to be okay.