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drurrito · 1 year ago

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OMG!! Alright. What about a fic where reader and Elinor are exes and while Elinor was the one who broke things off she’s mad that reader is back in town and has moved on from her apparently. Reader is a vampire too btw!

-🦕

sorry this took so long…I was…in the shower…

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a/n: pour one out for First Kill 🥲

pairings: Elinor Fairmont x Reader

warnings: alcohol, blood, a hint of angst

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Elinor stumbles through the back door of her favorite bar into an alley. The girl in her arms squirms and giggles as she’s pressed up against the cool brick wall.

“You’re so pretty,” the girl swoons. She’s very drunk, Elinor pretends to be just as sloshed.

“I know,” Elinor laughs, she kisses the girl sweetly and runs a thumb across her bottom lip.

“I don’t think this is your color, doll,” Elinor pretends to pout, “red might be, though.” The girl doesn’t have a chance to react before Elinor sinks her fangs into her pulsepoint. She’s so precise when she feeds, her eyes close and she hums into the poor girl’s neck while the blood rushes into her mouth.

“Get a room, we were here first,” Elinor pulls away from her victim in a haste and looks for the threat, she finds you instead.

You’re busy with a girl in your arms as well, she’s not looking so good.

“Y/n,” Elinor straightens up, limp body still in her arms.

“Elinor,” you tip your head in her direction and she scoffs, “don’t mind me, just having a snack.”

“Here? Of all places?” She drops the girl in her arms and steps closer to you.

“My little cousin got her first kill, ceremony’s tomorrow,” you set down your victim too, “I also wanted to see that look on your face,” you flash your shit eating grin and Elinor can feel steam coming out of her ears. It’s been over a year-and-a-half since she broke up with you. She hasn’t seen you since. You look good, there’s no denying that. But you also look happy and that irks her to her core.

“Going out of your way to find me at my hunting grounds seems a lot like fan-behavior,” Elinor tilts her head with a smirk, “miss me much?”

“Actually, I was meeting someone.”

“And who might that be?”

“Some girl,” you shrug, “she looked cute enough on her profile. She’s calling an Uber out front, figured I feed now so I don’t accidentally rip her throat out when I bring her back to my hotel room.”

“So, you’re a lady killer in every sense of the word,” Elinor narrows her eyes at you, “cute.”

You just laugh while she rolls her eyes.

“Well, this was fun,” you tease, posing your victim next to a few empty bottles, “until next time, Elinor.”

You walk off towards a pair of headlights before Elinor can retort. She lets out a long huff and takes care of her victim before stomping back inside the bar.

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The ceremony was already buzzing by the time Elinor arrived.

Juliette sees you before she does and tugs on Elinor’s arm, “isn’t that-”

“Don’t,” Elinor bites, “I need a drink first.”

“I didn’t know she was back in town.”

“Neither did I,” Elinor says with a growl. She doesn’t make a move to approach you. She watches how you bounce around the guests like a new life was breathed into you. It seems like you’ve been getting on just fine after the break up.

“You’re not gonna talk to her?” Juliette’s brows furrow in concern.

“What’s there to talk about? I ended things with her and that’s that,” Elinor says with a shrug and grabs her clutch purse. She makes her way towards the bar and orders the strongest drink her brain could conjure up.

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The ceremony is just as boring as Elinor anticipated. The only reason why she looked like she was paying attention was because she didn’t want her eyes to travel and accidentally land on you.

Now she’s shooting daggers at you while you bury your face into some girl's neck on the dance floor.

“What are you staring at?” Juliette doesn’t need to shout, but she’s past the point of tipsy and has never been one to handle her liquor as well as her big sister. Elinor grips her sister’s chin and turns her head until she can feel Juliette hum through her fingers when she finally sees you.

“She looks happy,” Juliette slurs.

“I know, I hate it,” Elinor lets go of her sister’s chin and sighs, leaning further against the railing in front of her.

“You looked like that when you were with her, you know,” Juliette gives her sister a look that makes her eyes roll into another dimension.

“Why did you break up with her, anyway?”

Elinor watches you for a long beat before finally turning to Juliette, “it was the right thing to do.”

“That sounded convincing,” booze makes Juliette fluent in sarcasm, it seems.

“Come on, let’s go home,” Elinor heads towards the exit with Juliette in tow.

“I bet she’ll be gone by tomorrow and you’ll never have to see her again, at least for a while,” Juliette is still slurring, with a dopey grin on her face that makes Elinor laugh for the first time since she bumped into you.

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Elinor is shooting daggers at you again, in her home of all places.

She forgot about the dinner party her mother was hosting this weekend until Juliette had asked to borrow her lipstick a few hours earlier.

Now she’s all dressed up and has to bite her tongue every time she sees you and your date. Elinor knows the girl on your arm, she belongs to a semi-prominent clan somewhere in the midwest. You probably just asked out the first girl that gave you any semblance of attention.

Surely you’re still hurting, right?

Elinor tries to keep her distance, blending in with everyone else. Even sticking around Juliette and her friends. She thinks she can fly under the radar for the rest of the night until her parents pull her from the crowd to say hello to you.

“Y/n, so nice of you to join us,” Margot greets you with a warm smile, her grip on Elinor’s arm is anything but.

“Thank you for having us, Margot,” your smile is just as bright as it always has been, “Elinor, good to see you,” you say smoothly.

“Always a pleasure,” she quips, eyes rolling between you and your date who tries not to look so uncomfortable.

“We’ve had a few renovations since the last time you were here,” Sebastian adds, “Margot finally let me get that driving simulator and putting green I kept yammering on about.” He lays a friendly hand on your shoulder and Elinor has to chew on the inside of her cheek while you beam at her father.

“You’ll have to show me, hopefully you’ve improved your game since then,” you say with a laugh. Margot shakes her head with a smile and squeezes her daughter’s arm before letting her go. Elinor quickly makes her escape without another word. You only watch her go for a split second before walking in the other direction with your date.

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“You’re just gonna hide out here all night?” Juliette shares a giggle with Ben while Elinor tries to kill them both with one look.

“Hide, plot, run away to live amongst the werewolves, anything at this point that would keep me out of mother’s iron grip and out of sight from my douchey ex.”

“I know you’re usually dramatic but this is borderline oscar-worthy,” Elinor whips her head towards Juliette who throws her hands up quickly in surrender before tugging Ben along with her far, far out of Elinor’s reach.

Elinor only stays as the guest of honor at her own pity party for a few more minutes before ultimately deciding her makeup looks far too good to be wasted within the confines of her room. She reapplies her lipstick before heading out the door and down to the festivities with a strut that would make even the devil shiver.

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Surprisingly, Elinor doesn’t see you for the rest of the night. She takes this as a sign of victory and heads over to her favorite bar for a drink, alone.

“I figured you would be here,” she hears your voice and it takes everything in her not to crush her glass on the spot.

“And I figured you would be somewhere knuckle deep in your date by now,” Elinor spins around to meet that shit-eating grin you always save for special occasions.

“We actually did that before the dinner party, I like to be efficient,” you wink and Elinor scoffs.

“But you don’t like to have taste it seems,” she sips her drink, “a Fenton, really, y/n?”

“The Fentons have much more noble roots than the Davenports, if you really want to play this game,” your head falls to one side in annoyance while Elinor just shakes her head.

“You don’t get it.”

“Get what?” You take a step closer to her and she straightens up before taking another sip of her drink.

“It wasn’t you, it was never about you.”

“Then who was it?” Your eyes don’t leave hers and she knows you will stay here all night without even blinking if it meant getting the answer you probably needed to hear a long time ago.

“Hunters crashed Juliette’s ceremony, dad was about to kick the bucket and I was the only one who could save him,” Elinor says so simply it takes you a minute to catch on before she starts talking again.

“The Davenport boy didn’t seem so bad, he was kind of cool actually. He made mom laugh and I figured I could tough it out to build an empire of my own so big we would have to part ways eventually.”

You lean back a bit, it doesn’t take you long to put together the pieces.

“Oh, Elinor.”

“Don’t do that.”

“You did what you had to do.”

That makes Elinor hold your gaze for a bit before looking away. She bites her lip and slowly nods.

“You could have just told me, you know?”

“You would have waited for me,” Elinor downs the rest of her drink and motions to the bartender for another.

You open your mouth to say something but it dies in your throat.

Because she’s right, you would wait.

You did wait.

Elinor heaves a sigh as you take the seat next to her, ordering a drink for yourself.

“You know,” you said between sips, “deep down, I think I knew.”

She watches you fidget with the glass between your fingers, “you had this look that didn’t match at all with what you were saying to me.”

Elinor chews on her lip, her poker face closed its tab and left a while ago. She feels a burning behind her eyes that she hasn’t felt since that night, fuck.

“You wanted to save me too,” you say just above a whisper. Even in a bustling bar, your words were loud and clear in Elinor’s ear. You watch her jaw clench and you take a moment to pay both your tabs. It’s enough time for Elinor to collect herself and hold her head high like nothing happened, of course.

“Wanna get out of here?” Your voice is soft and cautious.

“What about Fenton?”

“I was just a decoy date, she doesn’t want her parents to know her current girlfriend is a mortal.”

Elinor furrows her eyebrows and there’s that fucking grin again.

She smacks your arm, “asshole.”

You pretend to flinch before holding out your hand. She takes it with ease and is quickly reminded of how well her hand fits in yours.

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dauntless-gothamite · 2 years ago

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It’s Not That Simple and It’s Not That Strange [2/?]

Fandom: First Kill Pairing: Elinor Fairmont x Fem! Reader Summary: After Elinor’s would-be engagement to Tom Davenport falls through, the Atwood-Fairmont family decides to host a selection ceremony to marry her off to another eligible male Legacy vampire. While you are not competing, you are attending the ceremony with your family, and you and Elinor keep finding your way to each other. A/N: the title is from the song Desire by Grace Potter. this is my first time writing smut, let me know if you like it!! also there is a moodboard for reader’s outfit at the bottom of the fic :) Warnings: smut, 18+ only

Your family and Akio’s were staying in the same hotel, so as soon as you’d arrived, you met up with him to catch up before getting ready for the welcome party that was starting at 7:30 pm. Back in your hotel room, you unpacked your suitcase and got changed. First, you slid into some lacy black lingerie. Then you pulled on some nice black designer jeans and a white button down, leaving the top few buttons unbuttoned. After that, you pulled on black leather boots with a little heel and a black blazer with a floral pattern. You’d already painted your short nails a burnt orange colour and applied a bit of makeup, but you figured you could touch up the deep indigo eyeshadow, black mascara, and copper bronzer on your face. After a final glance in the mirror, you decided to add a matte gold chain necklace to the outfit before heading out the door confidently. In the lobby, you met up with your parents, who were also dressed in fancy clothes. Your mother wore a black and gold pantsuit with opal and emerald accessories, and your father wore a black suit with a golden handkerchief in the breast pocket. Both of your parents nodded in approval as you walked up to them.

“Ready?” your father asked. You nodded, falling into position behind them as your mother took your father’s arm, and the three of you walked around to the grand courtyard of the hotel, where the party was being held. At the entrance, the Atwood-Fairmont family stood dutifully, greeting everyone as they filtered in. Your eyes were immediately drawn to Elinor, whose vibrant lipstick matched her red dress. She looked stunning, and you sent her a shy smile as your parents shook hands with hers. You had tuned out their conversation, only drawn back in when you heard your name.

“Of course, Y/N here isn’t participating, but she is honored and thankful to be here as well,” you heard your mother say before Mr. and Mrs. Atwood-Fairmont turned to you.

“I don’t think we’ve had the pleasure of meeting,” Mr. Fairmont said, extending a hand. “We haven’t, but it is so nice to meet you,” you replied. “Thank you for the invitation.”

“Of course, dear,” Mrs. Fairmont said. “Now go on in and enjoy the festivities. The Sugimotos arrived just minutes ago and Akio had asked if you had arrived yet. There are refreshments walking around as well as a fully-stocked bar and buffet. We’ll be entering shortly, just as soon as all the guests have arrived.” You nodded and followed your parents through the gateway into the courtyard, where you quickly found Akio at the bar getting a dirty martini–his favorite. You rushed over to him and did a playful twirl, showing off your outfit. He let out a low whistle in reply before both of you burst into laughter. “You look great,” he complimented. “Seriously, you look better than half the men here hoping to woo Elinor.”

“You clean up well yourself,” you answered before ordering a drink from the bartender. “So,” you said, turning back to Akio. “Got any new book recommendations for me?” you said, skipping the small talk, just like you always did with him. Akio’s smile widened and his face lit up as the two of you began to talk about books, and before you knew it, the sun had set and the Atwood women were standing in the center of the portion of the courtyard that had been transformed into a dance floor and calling for a toast.

“Thank you all for coming here tonight,” Davina Atwood said. “I’d like to start by saying that I apologize for not greeting everyone at the gate with the rest of my family; I was in a meeting. But I am here now, and I would like to start the evening by giving my granddaughter the chance to say a few words before we meet the gentlemen participating in this selection process. Everyone clapped as Elinor took a step forward, offering a dazzling smile to the crowd.

“As my grandmother just said, thank you all for being here tonight; this means so much to me and my family, and I can’t wait to strengthen the ties between our family and all the other Legacies. As I am sure everyone is aware, you are here as family representatives or maybe even my future husband, which is why, after all the participants have been introduced, the rest of the evening will be spent partying here, giving everyone a chance to mingle and relax before the formal elements of the selection begin tomorrow morning. Thank you again!” she said before stepping aside. Davina stepped forward once more and called forth the first contestant, a man with olive skin, curly dark hair, and the whitest teeth you had ever seen. Not caring much for this part of the evening, you returned to your conversation with Akio, which lasted until he had to step forward and introduce himself. Among the potential suitors, you saw your cousin Jonathan, the Savelli boy, the Davenports, and many others. You were grateful when the process was over and the lights dimmed, the music got louder, and everyone moved to the dance floor.

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Several fancy cocktails later, you were just buzzed enough to be more smiley than normal and receptive to touch. On the dance floor, you and Akio had danced for a while, but a couple songs ago he had disappeared with a tall, muscly man with dark skin and full lips; you doubted you’d see him again until tomorrow morning. Several men had danced with you, all moving on when it became clear you weren’t interested in doing anything more than dancing with them. Elinor’s younger sister Juliette danced next to you for a little bit before heading inside and disappearing from the party altogether, and while you’d seen Elinor dancing freely between several men earlier, you had no idea where she was now, and as the beat slowed down, your hands found their way to the waist of a woman in a maxi skirt with a slit that showed off her toned leg. The two of you got closer, and you smirked at her and pushed a dark strand of hair out of her face when the beat started to speed up again. Before you could get any further with the gorgeous woman, someone tapped her on the shoulder, whispered something to her, and another body took her place and slid a drink into your hand as she stepped off the dance floor. In the dark and flashing lights, you weren’t sure who you were dancing with, only that she was a woman. She spun in your arms and leaned in to kiss your neck while you sipped on the fresh drink appreciatively.

“You have been teasing me all night with this shirt,” a sweet voice said, and one of the woman’s hands traced a line from your chin to the valley between your breasts, snagging on your gold chain. “I caught a peek of black lace under there, and the way you move your hips is downright sinful.” You smiled and tightened your grip around her waist, pulling her hips flush against your own and moving them, gaining confidence.

“You could’ve come over anytime,” you whispered as she started rolling her hips against you and kissing your neck harder.

“Then it’s a good thing I’m here now,” she said before guiding one of your hands higher up her waist and up to her chest. “I want,” she breathed out, her voice catching. “Touch me, please.” You squeezed your hand a little and she moaned softly. “Like that, just like that.”

“You want more, gorgeous?” you asked, head spinning. The woman nodded. You guided her against the wall in a dark corner of the courtyard, and slotted your thigh between her legs roughly, which caused the woman to moan softly. Her blonde hair was starting to come undone as she began to thrust her hips into you. Everything was a bit hazy as you downed the rest of your drink and set the glass down so you could grip her better as you moved with her.

“More, just fuck, I need more,” she said, panting lightly. You gripped her jaw and your lips met hers, and she gripped your shoulders tightly as you bit down on her bottom lip.

“God, you're hot,” you muttered, pulling back a little. “You’d look so good in my bed, moaning my name” you mumbled before you could stop it. The woman nodded and moaned louder at that.

“Please,” she said.

“Wait, really?” you asked, shocked.

“Yes!” she replied. You grabbed her hand and led her to your room, stumbling all the way to keep your lips connected as much as possible.

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In the light of the hallway, you got a better look at the woman. Her cheeks were flushed, and her lips were swollen, and all she was wearing was a vibrant red dress that hugged her in all the right places. Her light eyes looked hungry and her smeared lipstick drew your attention to her delicate lips. Her hair was everywhere, and you couldn’t help but think she looked a lot like Elinor Fairmont. But there was no way Elinor would hook up with you. You didn’t even think she was interested in women.

As you closed your door, you pushed the woman back against it and she jumped up to wrap her legs around your waist. She tugged at your clothes, and the desperation in her touch made you throb as you carried her to the bed and set her down before removing the rest of your clothes. “Hurry,” she said, somehow both whiny and commanding at the same time. You spread her legs apart, moving her dress aside, and moaned when you saw her slick cunt exposed.

“How naughty of you,” you teased, looking up at her for a moment.

“Just hurry up!” she answered. Within moments, you were on her, your fingers working against her folds, and she spread her legs wider and bucked her hips against your hand. With your other hand, you reached up and grabbed her breast, finding her nipple and pinching it lightly.

“Fuck,” you moaned. “I want to taste you.”

“Yes, yes!” she replied, her voice getting higher. Without hesitation, you leaned forward and quickly found her clit with your tongue before licking and sucking in tandem with the thrusting of your fingers. “So close!” she cried, and you doubled your efforts. Within moments, she came, and you lapped it up, moaning at the taste. You looked up with a sly grin, and she pulled you up to her and in for a deep kiss. “Your turn,” she said playfully before shoving you back on the bed. You grinned down at her as she spread your thighs apart, much like you had just done to her. “I’m a woman who knows what she wants,” the blonde started, leaning forward so you could feel her breath against your core. “And I want you to ride my face like it’s your damn job,” she finished before leaning forward, her hands on your ass pulling you forward. You groaned and started moving your hips, giving her exactly what she wanted, causing her to moan and send pleasant vibrations through your center. She leaned in like she couldn’t get enough of you, and you’d never felt so wanted before, not even by your ex boyfriend. A few flicks of her tongue later and you were cumming all over her face. She smiled up at you before crawling into bed next to you and saying, “Goodnight, Y/N.”

“Goodnight,” you replied, wrapping yourself around her as she nuzzled into you. But she was already asleep.

It was only the next morning, when you woke up alone in your bed, that you realized the woman you’d fucked didn’t just look like Elinor Fairmont. She was Elinor Fairmont.

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out-of-luck-and-minorly-stuck · 1 year ago

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Half Alive || Elinor Fairmont x OC

fem!Original Character x elinor fairmont [Alternate Universe]

There was once a girl who lived. A peasant, if you will, or so she thought she was. No one knew her parents, even her. But someone was nice enough to offer her a place to stay, a place that she could call her home. And ever since she was a kid, she had lived there and was given the name "Amelia".

Her life was normal, in the beginning. But as she turned fifteen, she had been getting some weird nightmares about this demonic-looking creature, a creature that's thirsty for blood and horror. She haven't slept for days, and days went weeks, and eventually, weeks went to months. She could take dreamless naps, but that's just it.

Tired, on her 19th birthday, she decided to go to the woods. Something had caught her eye that night. There was a womanly figure. It was dark, quiet. Which made things even worse. Her eyes stared at the figure, confused.

"Who are you?" She shakingly said.

"Oh, my dearest, Amelia. I’ve been waiting for you." the unknown woman said. She could hear a smirk in the voice behind that dark shadow.

"W-What?" A hind of confusion was evident on her voice.

"Your father betrayed me. I did what I had to do. And now, I’m going to do the same to you" Then the woman laughed wickedly at the shaken girl.

"I-I don't even know my own father! Who are you?!"

“A monster, as some of you, mortals would like to call it" She answered, slowly revealing herself under the moonlight, making her visible. She had this wicked grin on her face.

Amelia’s eyes widen in horror as she realized who the blonde woman was. It was one of the creature in her dream. Fangs, Claws, Superhuman Strength, what else?!

"Y-You're the creature in my dreams! Ple-please don't hurt me"

"That depends, my darling. What benefit would that give me? What can you offer, darling?"

The girl’s breath hitched, daring to think of a good answer that can potentially help her survive this. A slight pause surfaced between her and the womanly creature, her waiting for your answer.

"My loyalty..." the girl whispered, hoping it would be enough.

"Hmmm... I see. What else?" The woman smirked.

"You can do whatever you want with me, as long as I can live!" The girl cried out desperately, whimpering on her knees.

The woman hummed, surprised by the girl’s scared uttered words. Her brows raised, smirking in confusion.

"I'm surprised… You still haven't attacked me with your freaky powers yet" Her words stuck Amelie like a bold of lightning, leaving her with a grim, but perplexed look on your face.

"My pow- what?"

"Oh, babygirl. You are one of the descendants of the first monster hunter… So, they really haven't told you anything, have they?" She pouted sarcastically, her frame walking towards Amelia a little closer than they once were before.

"No..." the brunette girl looked down on the ground, but she felt a sudden hand on her chin forcing her to look up at the woman’s face.

The woman was indeed gorgeous. Especially those stricken red eyes that glows so vividly like blood, Amelia found herself drawn to them.

"I suppose, I could teach you a trick or two" The woman’s lips formed into a devilish smirk, looking down at the vulnerable brunette.

"Really?" Amelia’s eyes widened in hope.

"Certainly, and I could also offer you something in return" The hand that was once on Amelia left from her chin. The woman leaned back, turned her heel and slowly walked towards the opposite of her, the sound of her heels clanking against the stone concrete.

"Okay..." Amelie nodded, her eyes looked at the woman in desperation.

"Immortality" Then the woman looked back at her, swiftly attacked her neck like a hawk, fangs deepening.

Not so long after, she had learned that the woman was named as Elinor Fairmont. She found herself slowly drawn to the woman who made her her.

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melancholytimes · 1 year ago

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"oh she's a sociopathic serial killer!!"

Okay but she's my baby girl so

#i love her she's done nothing wrong #elinor fairmont #first kill #kat watches first kill

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sunny-rants · 1 year ago

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she walked

so she could run

#erica jones #my babysitter’s a vampire #mbav #elinor fairmont #first kill #vampire media

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the-vampire-queer · 11 months ago

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The Vampires Digital Media Poll: Round 2, Bracket 3

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What is First Kill about?

Summary: "Falling in love is tricky for teens Juliette and Calliope because one's a vampire and the other's a vampire hunter -- and both are ready to make their first kill." Source: Rotten Tomatoes

Source: First Kill (2022)

Cast:

Sarah Catherine Hook - Juliette Fairmont

Imani Lewis - Calliope "Cal" Burns

Gracie Dzienny - Elinor Fairmont

Elizabeth Mitchell - Margot Fairmont

Aubin Wise - Talia Burns

Note: Cast lists provided here are not complete lists of people and characters featured in the media being listed. These are partial lists that include some of the main characters and their actors.

Additional information: Despite ending in cliffhangers, First Kill was cancelled and will not get a season two. Netflix cancelled it after they decided the completion rate wasn't high enough.

What is What We Do in the Shadows (2019) about?

Summary: "Based on the feature film of the same name from Jemaine Clement and Taika Waititi, "What We Do in the Shadows" is a documentary-style look into the daily (or rather, nightly) lives of four vampires who've "lived" together for hundreds of years in Staten Island.The self-appointed leader of the group is Nandor the Relentless, a great warrior and conqueror from the Ottoman Empire. Then there's the British vampire Laszlo -- a bit of a rogue and a dandy and a fop, he might say. He's a lover of mischief and a great soirée, but not as much as he loves seeing Nandor fail miserably in every attempt. And then there's Nadja: the seductress, the temptress, the vampiric Bonnie to Laszlo's Clyde. Also cohabiting in the vampire household is Guillermo, Nandor's familiar; and Colin Robinson, an energy vampire and day-walker of sorts -- he feasts on humans, but not on their blood." Source: Rotten Tomatoes

Source: What We Do in the Shadows (2019)

Cast:

Kayvan Novak - Nandor the Relentless

Matt Berry - Laszlo Cravensworth

Natasia Demetriou - Nadja ...

Harvey Gullién - Guillermo de la Cruz

Mark Proksch - Colin Robinson

Note: Cast lists provided here are not complete lists of people and characters featured in the media being listed. These are partial lists that include some of the main characters and their actors.

Additional information: This tv series is based off of the 2014 Taika Waititi and Jemaine Clement film of the same name.

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