Geto's Way Of Appreciation

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Vampire Anatomy (m)

Pairing – [Vampire! Jimin x Reader]

Genre – [Vampire AU, Slight Horror Elements, Smut, Angst, Fluff, Soulmates AU, Action, Fantasy]

Summary – [You’re hunted down by your date for the night who wants to suck your blood. Worst first date ever. You’re caught in Jimin’s car’s headlights and he decides to help you get away from the monster chasing you. Both of you feel the pull as he takes care of you. Jimin refers to you as pandora’s box and he’s afraid to open the lid and let the flames consume him. Until it is what exactly he wants.]

Warnings – [chasing scene, blood/injuries/bruises, traumatic events, animal-like attack, vampires, nightmares, crying – read it with caution!, smut warnings: (male masturbation, oral (m), handjob, blowjob, the reader has a biting kink, feral Jimin, vampire stamina, oral (m), unprotected vaginal sex, creampie, blood-drinking during intercourse, vaginal fingering)]

Word Count – [12,7k]

[A/N] – First of all thank you guys for 3k followers! This is one of the celebratory stories I planned and I’ll work on the requests I got in my inbox as well but I would gladly accept more if you have an idea so feel free to request something! Happy reading!

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Wondering around the woods. Barefoot. Bleeding and utterly alone. Alone as in a sense of no one is coming to help. You’re on your own whilst some bloodthirsty creature stalks you like you’re his first meal in a long long time. The light from the moon shining through the trees is painting grotesque shadows, the leaves hoisted up by the wind create whistle-like sounds, red eyes are following you everywhere or is this just the terror in your heart that makes it seem like in every corner there’s danger. Your heart is threatening to break out from your ribcage. Deep breaths. Inhale, exhale. It will be alright. This is just a nightmare. Run. Run. Run. You have to run. Your senses are all going haywire. A twig snaps behind you. It sounded close.

This is how you’ll die? You can’t control the painful cry that tore from you as you stumble over an oak tree root sending you flying across the dirt. You don’t cry out. This is what he wants. He enjoys the sight of your suffering. High on the feeling of chasing you. The dark road is ahead. The trees are thining you’re sure of it.

You can hear him. He’s getting close, you need to move. You know he could catch you easily snap your neck and end your life but he doesn’t for the sake of his enjoyment.

Blood clings to your dress as you push yourself up with your palms firmly planted on the dirt your knees and legs are buttered with bruises and crimson. This is your chance. Your legs are shaking and weak from running but you push your feet to move. Move! You’re not willing to go like this. You’re too young to die.

Headlights. A car is coming and you run at full speed to get ahead before it passes by. The creature snarls and you speed up. This is your only chance at survival. Your bloody fingerprints are on the hood of the black SUV. It stopped!

”Miss-”

You ignore the driver as he calls out to you. You’re fully operating on adrenaline. It’s still not safe. He’s coming. You need to get out of here. Your body circles the car to go to the backseat.

A man sits there but rolls down his window when you approach. His eyes flash red for a fleeting moment and his nostrils flare when you lean on the car door your legs are starting to give out. Completely missing out on the signs your eyes keep darting to the dark forest behind you. Why is he not chasing you anymore? Your red coated fingers grip the car door. Your knuckles turn white from the pressure.

”Please Sir help me. Something is chasing me. Please. Please. It could be here at any moment! I don’t want to die please Sir!” The tears that you kept in are blurring your vision of the man.

”Get in.” The man opens the door and pulls you inside. His movements are too fast for you to comprehend. It’s just the shock that makes you see things which aren’t real. You keep shaking, your legs are completely useless as you slump in the seat. The last bits of your strength completely leave your body.

Jimin can feel you tremble in his hold. He closes the car door with inhuman speed. He turns to his driver with a grave expression reflected in the rearview mirror.

”Drive.”

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Kinktober Day 12: Lactation & Mommy Kink

Word count: 1800 Tags: smut, levi x reader, adult breastfeeding, mommy kink, fem!reader

Some wanted this to include the mommy kink, some did not. For those who prefer without the mommy kink, you can access a lactation-only version here.

Remember! Levi hates art theft.

With six uninterrupted hours of sleep, it made for the longest stretch of time you had gone without breastfeeding. As such, your body’s rhythm had been completely thrown off. Your chest had become swollen with produced milk that it could not release. Tonight, it was not your baby that woke you up and kept you up, it was your own stubborn body.

This pain that you had never felt before was too much to sleep with. There was nothing you wanted more than to get some rest, however, as long as you were blocked, you knew that would not be possible. Right hand tried and failed to alleviate the pressure, quickly telling you, you would not get through this alone. 

Raising a newborn left you both exhausted beyond belief. The moon and the stars were your only light, outlining your husband in a light blue glow. He was the most adorable when he was sleeping: snoring, sighing, turning, dreaming. With him an insomniac, he always went to bed after you and woke up before you. Not only did it leave you with few chances to witness his sleep, it left him with few hours to sleep at all. You felt bad for even thinking to wake him up, but worse was the idea of this agony lasting one more second.

Once your mind was made up, acting on it was not hard. Weak hand flopped on Levi’s back, a few fingers clutched his shoulder blade and shook, “Levi? Levi, honey…”

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he’s so big and broad it makes me very sick in the head

The new cover inspired all of this, it’s not my fault 😭

18+ on Patreon

Gege needs to understand that he's depriving his fans of Maslow's hierarchy of needs

cc x·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳ thinking about…reader trying to break up with yandere gojo  

minors / ageless blogs / blank blogs - do not interact.

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ tags: yandere; dub con; lovesick gojo & he’s obsessive/toxic about it; he’s mean but yummy, okay?; size kink (ish?); gojo showing off his strength; sex without protection

notes: I had this written as an idea right after I wrote my hc’s for the jjk men in their yandere version. twylm readers, please forgive me for not posting the next chapter. I am working on it but I am really struggling - I had the worst burn out after the last chapter, and have been having a hard time trying to get back into the story >.< 

wc: 1,228

gojo plays with the hem of your skirt - the flat expression on his face telling you that he’s listening but appears unbothered by your statement. you can see the annoyance in his eyes, the irritation that you would say something so ridiculous in the middle of a make out session. 

his hands find the back of your thighs and with one swift motion he pulls you over his long legs so you’re hovering above his lap. the imbalance forces you to clutch onto his shirt with frustration, and he mindlessly reaches to undo his belt before tugging your underwear aside with his long, slender digits. 

“toru, are you listening to me?” you whisper in a small voice. 

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