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How to get a vampire to stop biting
Seth makes a new friend :)
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This is an excerpt from a collab with @whumpsday and @whumpshaped, so characters include Kane (@whumpsday’s OC), Seth & Pumpkin (@whumpshaped’s OCs), and Silas (my OC, wip art here).
(CONTENT WARNING: extreme gore, skinning the face, broken jaw, facial mutilation, ripping skin off, intermittent use of “it” pronouns (derogatory). DEAD DOVE: Do Not Eat - I’m not kidding, this is probably the bloodiest thing I’ve ever posted here)
Kane whines behind the muzzle when he sees Seth grab the silver chain, clasping his hands together and shaking his head desperately. He points to himself and then pointedly at the spot he's sitting, tensing up. Trying to communicate, ‘I'll stay still.’
Seth stops for a moment, looking at Silas. "Well? Should we just trust it? I mean, you've already trusted in once and it got you bitten, so I don't know."
"No way. Chain the damn thing up, will you?"
Seth grins. "Your wish is my command, good sir." He chains Kane up, rougher than necessary. Tighter than necessary.
Kane screams behind the muzzle as the silver chain grills into him, searing his body everywhere it touches. He sobs at the sharp increase in pain. Everything burns.
"Perfect," Silas bends down and unbuckles the silver muzzle, peeling it away from the skin it had fuzed to in the time it had stayed strapped to the vampire's face, burning away, leaving a horrible, bloody mess in its wake.
"Aww," Silas coos at Kane, "Don't you look so pretty for us, leech," aware that Kane still can’t hear anything through those silver nails Silas had hammered into his ears, and still not caring.
Kane cries out again at the agonizing removal of the muzzle, though he's relieved to have it off. "Th-thank you, sir." he whispers to Silas, very tentative about speaking, terrified that he'll put the muzzle back on.
Silas is beyond amused that the vampire would thank him, not knowing what's about to happen.
He bends down and opens the clamp, and fits it in between Kane's blood-soaked teeth. Kane's jaws are forced open as Silas slowly begins to turn the knob on the side of the metal tool, gradually pushing his jaws wider and wider apart, taking his sweet time to let the confusion and anticipation fully soak in.
It’s at this point that Seth pulls out his phone and starts recording. This is new and fun and exciting, he needs to capture it.
Kane quickly realizes what's about to happen to him, his heart races with dread. He sobs around the intrusion in his mouth, looking up at Silas with desperate, pleading eyes as he whimpers.
“Oh, the leech looks so nice when it’s eyes look at me like that, I’d never get tired of this—so terrified, so desperate…” He continues to turn the knob that stretches the clamp wider and wider, until it’s clear he’s hit a limit with the vampire’s jaw, as its eyes snap open wide and it starts making the most beautiful noises. Silas keeps turning until he hears a loud snap followed by a terrible scream.
Kane heaves ragged breaths as he winces from the pain of his broken jaw. It's not as bad as the silver burning into him, but it's still horrible. He's also now back to being unable to speak.
With Kane’s jaw freshly broken, Silas untwists and removes the clamp, and, mesmerized by the way the vampire’s mouth hangs open limply, starts running his fingers along his fangs.
“Aww you wanted to bite me didn’t you, leech?” He grabs ahold of Kane’s lower lip, playing with the way his mouth opens and closes with the smallest nudge, completely slack. “Go ahead and bite me then.”
Silas laughs at the complete lack of muscle control Kane now has over his own mouth, “You know Seth, I’d say it’d be fun to play with its mouth a little more in this state,” he looks right up into the camera of Seth’s phone and smiles,”but I know we’re just getting to the fun part.“
Silas reaches for his belt and pulls out that dreaded serrated knife, which was quickly becoming Silas’ favorite tool of the day’s activities. He holds Kane’s mouth open with one hand and presses the teeth of the blade against the inner corner of Kane’s mouth. Then, ever so slowly, he begins to saw back and forth up through his cheek, savoring every rip of each bit of flesh and the snap of each bit of sinew that caves and tears under the jagged teeth of the knife.
With one side of Kane’s face completely mutilated, he completes the same pattern on the other side, sawing through tissue up until he hits the point where the two sides of Kane’s jaws connect, where his neck and ear meet.
Silas releases a contented hum as he places the blood soaked knife onto Kane’s heaving chest. As if to prove a point, even just to himself, he grips the flaps of now separated skin at the base of either of Kane’s ears and begins to tear the skin and tissue of his lower cheeks downward towards the chin, exposing all of Kane’s lower teeth amid a red layer of muscle and blood vessels.
Kane tries to stay still and good through the horrible event, scream after scream torn from his throat. Everything hurts, from his jaw to his ears to the silver chain still wrapped around his body. But he knows that at least he will heal from this, Pumpkin's fingers won't grow back.
And poor Pumpkin, who knows what's happening, is hellbent on trying to muffle their sounds. They don't dare look. They're terrified that at one point, they'll have to, they'll have to face what those two did to their friend.
The skin of Kane’s face hits a bit of a stopping point as Silas has yet to sever one last line through Kane’s face—but he’d wanted to see how far he could get it to rip first, before using the knife to finish the job.
The tissue is bound more firmly once he reaches the base of the jaw bone, and a few threads and patches of tissue still had yet to be severed. Picking up the knife once more, he carefully carves each part away from the bone, and at last, hands drenched in blood, Silas holds up all of the skin that once lined Kane’s lower face and jaw.
He looks up at where Seth is filming, positively beaming, “and would you look at that, we got it all in one piece.”
Seth can’t stop laughing, in utter disbelief as the show goes on, both at how gross this is and how much Silas is clearly enjoying this. This will make him a pretty penny later.
But there’s still one more step, the bone itself will have to be separated from the rest of the skull. With the skin out of the way and the two joints dislocated, all that remains are a few tendons holding the bone in place.
Silas feels his adrenaline spike to yet a higher pitch, but before he can begin, he realizes he’ll need his hands free. “Hey leech, hold this for me, would you?” And places the skin he’s holding tissue-side down, over Kane’s eyes and nose.
And with that, he’s taken the knife up yet again, sawing through the last few tendons and bits of tissue before gripping Kane’s bottom jaw and teeth with his other hand and ripping the whole thing clean off with a terrible wet snap and yet another splattering of blood.
And Kane is so relieved when Silas finally rips the damn thing off of him. He hangs his head, panting with agony as he continues to burn, body wracked with sobs.
Silas is panting now,—his hands, arms, torso and face covered in Kane’s blood—his chest is heaving, his head positively spinning, feeling practically high as he holds Kane’s severed, skinned jawbone up for Seth’s camera.
“And that’s how you keep vampires from biting,” he says between panted, heavy breaths, and stifled laughter. “I do hope you enjoyed the show,” he says, winking at the camera, knowing that, given his state now, the gesture looks anything but charming.
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(so obviously I’m not a doctor and have no clue how the human jaw works so uhh just suspend disbelief with me ok)
I’m gonna tag you @brutal-nemesis cuz you might appreciate this for its sheer depravity, but lmk if you don’t wanna be tagged :)
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