Here we are in the second week of my February blog series, “Fuckable Fictional Characters”. I’m not gonna lie. I am having a blast writing these posts, researching supporting content, and best of all, finding images of all these totally fuckable fictional characters.
Today we’ll be staying at the BBC and visiting one of my favorite shows, Being Human. If you’ve only seen the American version on the Syfy channel, you need to take a look at the original. If you’ve never seen the show, here’s a synopsis:
Two friends, a werewolf (George Sands) and a vampire (John Mitchell) rent a flat together in Bristol in the hopes of living semi-normal lives among humans. After moving into the flat, they discover it’s haunted by the ghost of a young woman (Annie Sawyer) who can’t remember the details leading up to her death. The three supernatural friends build a strong bond and try to help each other deal with life as monsters.
While I adore all of these characters, as well as the supporting cast, I’m here to discuss the most fuckable character.
Yep. You guessed it. It’s the vampire.
February 8: John Mitchell
What can I say about John Mitchell? We’ve already established that he’s a vampire. But all vampires have their own unique tale. In the first episode of Being Human we learn how and when Mitchell became a vampire. He was a soldier fighting in Europe in World War I. In the midst of battle, a battle he believed to be his last, he met a group of vampires in uniform. The next thing he remembers is waking up in a pile of dead soldiers killed in the battle with a craving for blood.
Blood is a staple of the vampire diet. The food of life. Human lives. Some vampires eat regular human food, others exist on blood alone. Mitchell eats human food and drinks blood. Mitchell would like to stop drinking blood, because the guilt he feels for all the people he’s killed is unbearable most of the time. So, much like a drug addict, Mitchell tries again and again to kick the habit. He believes initially that if he stops living among his own kind, he won’t be tempted to behave like them.
Most of the other vampires he knows – there are quite a lot of them living in Bristol – embrace their monstrous nature and love to kill and eat people. The vampires aren’t exactly out in the open, but they do have jobs in important positions and influence society for their benefit. Mysterious and violent deaths remain unsolved, because they control the police. The vampire who made Mitchell, Herrick, has been around since at least the Middle Ages and he has established a position of power within the vampire society. Herrick has plans to take even more control by targeting humans in positions of power and turning them. He wants Mitchell to be his right hand man, because they used to be murder buddies. They spent decades living an intensely hedonistic lifestyle – sex, drugs, rock-n-roll, and bloodlust. They killed a lot of people together. Mitchell’s kill list is legendary and he’s viewed as a hero among the other vampires.
Living with George and Annie makes Mitchell want to be a better person. Their friendship grounds him and keeps him on a bloodless path. But he can’t always control his cravings for blood. He slips up sometimes. Actually, he slips up all the time and finds himself in a never-ending shame spiral. So, like a drug addict who doesn’t want his friends to know that he’s using again, he lies to them.
Sex is a trigger for Mitchell’s bloodlust. Women who share his bed usually end up in the cemetery. Or become vampires like him. Either way, he kills them. Obviously, Mitchell’s relationships don’t last very long. But things might be easier with a ghost, right?
Annie is a bit naive at times. Before her death, she lived a relatively sheltered life. But that doesn’t mean she’s an idiot. She knows Mitchell is a vampire and has very dark and violent history. So why would she be interested in developing a romantic connection with Mitchell? Well, when he isn’t falling off the wagon and committing serial murder, he’s a really fun guy with a great sense of humor and well…stunningly gorgeous.
He’s good with kids.
He likes to smell good for the ladies.
He’s passionate, emotionally complex, and feels things deeply.
And, he has an irresistible smile.
But, at some point, all the good is out-weighed by his murderous urges.
Is it just me, or is he still incredible sexy?
Stupid? Maybe. But, holy shit. A night with Mitchell might be worth the trip to the morgue.