Alllllrigty highty ho! It's werewolf time motherfuckers! This fic is specifically dedicated to @ottpopfic who has been unhinged about it since day one. Absolutely charming. <3 For those of you who don't know, this is a 30K fic that I've been working on since January and teasing more regularly the past few weeks, so I hope you all enjoy it! Also, heads up I will be posting chapter updates here every day as I post this but I will NOT be adding the actual content, just a link to Ao3. This is because there's some kinda triggery stuff in this, and I'd like everyone to be properly informed of what, exactly, they're reading!
Anywho, here is The Blood on His Teeth Means He Loves Me: Chapter One
Leo Valdez loved everything about Houston, but it seemed that Houston had decided he was too much (or, possibly, not quite enough) so he flees to a tiny, sleepy town in California called Crest Hill. At first, everything is perfect, he's living in an idyllic little town with his best friend doing a job he genuinely loves and building a previously under-developed appreciation for nature. But perfection comes at a cost, and a smile can only hide rot for so long before someone starts peeling the wallpaper in search of black mold. Like every other small town, Crest Hill has its secrets buried in the woods, and it is no stranger to monsters. But the people of this town are about to learn that no amount of smiles, wallpaper or shovels will protect them when a real monster comes to town.