#twisted teeth

#5. Which story did you edit the most?

That’s an easy one! Twisted Teeth was my most edited story, in part because I was really proud of it and wanted to make it look especially good, and partly because I wrote most of that at three AM and my grammar was, frankly, terrible.

Artist: Ryan Scott Oliver

Channel(s): Ryan Scott Oliver

thank you so much, this means a lot!! i'm actually working on another chapter right now, but it's a little slow going due to school and disability stuff. dw tho i'm on it! i've got a lot of the rest mapped out, i just have to actually sit down and do it.

as for your questions, i'm so glad you like their dynamic! tbh theyre one of my favorite vampire-thrall bonds in the whole thing :) and the familial dynamic actually comes from hiyoko's free time events and island mode!

>get gratification and meaning from how grateful all of your patients are that you cure them

>realize that that ends when they leave

>start fucking with the dosages of their medications so they *can't* leave but are eternally grateful to you for keeping them alive

>hot girl comes into your hospital's ER and you're assigned to her

>the medication just goes right through her. nothing changes. you're fascinated by her.

>all her x-rays are like *incredibly* fucked up.

>you're obsessed.

>she says all her ribs are fused and she'll let you crack them to see what happens if you let her drink your blood

>she keeps her word

>you are now her thrall.

>it's fifteen years later and she has just told you she's bored.

>you freak the ever loving fuck out

>she turns you before she leaves

>you go absolutely berserk and have zero support system.

>you start sneaking into hospitals and killing people.

>by the time you're done with that phase of your life it's the mid to late 1970s

>you just start sneaking into hospitals and posing as a nurse

>nobody questions you because you have medical knowledge and are willing to take night shifts

>start fucking with medications again but it's not the same as last time

>begin feeding off of your patients

>realize that this is unsustainable when a few of them die

>skip town to another hospital and restart

>along the way you turn a few stillborns and their families LOVE you for it

>this time it's hospice care

>you start turning your patients and secretly feeding them a mixture of blood and sugar to keep them alive

>none of them remember and if they do they're dismissed because they're all senile

>nobody suspects you and everyone is grateful that their beloved grandparents are making recoveries

>you get a little too comfortable and start turning everyone there

>eventually you start harvesting other patients for blood

>people notice them dying like flies

>someone you turn attacks their relative and it's big news

>the night court notices

>they have to go take care of all of the old people vampires and human witnesses

>they also find the stillborn kids you turn and place them with vampiric familes

>one of them is given a mock bondmark to signify how indebted she is to that family and made to be their legitimate children's bodyguard

>they have to cover up the resulting media storm too

>you are no longer allowed outside without supervision.

>finally you work your way into enough trust to have a job again

>allowed to be an assistant school nurse

>it's the school your fucking ex is pretending to be a student at.

The girl tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and pushed up her glasses with a middle finger.

"So," she said, "I was just wondering if you'd been...okay?"

Makoto looped his finger into his hoodie cord. The girl talking to him was one of the few classmates he made it a point to...well, not avoid, per se, but he had to dredge up her name from his memory and he'd strategically moved seats to avoid her after he'd been paired with her for a creative writing project. There were only so many euphemisms a guy could take.

"Um. Tsumugi! Yeah. I'm fine, don't worry." He wound the cord around his finger a few more times. Tsumugi's eyes bored into him and he moved his down to the sticker of the men kissing. The one with the glasses had a string of drool hanging from the corner of his mouth. The more he looked at it, the more he thought that meeting Tsumugi's gaze wasn't a bad idea after all, and his eyes eventually wandered back up to hers.