

Monster Of Flesh, Eat Me Whole - PART 2
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── .✦ do not copy, translate, or plagiarize any of my works. dividers by me.
CONTAINS NSFW, MINORS DNI
✦ . Summary: Creating life is no easy feat, but sustaining it is a whole different realm. You’re a widowed scientist calling on the power of the heaven’s themselves to bring your love back to you. But the townspeople only see you as a witch, a monster—and it only worsens when a very large shadow begins to follow you around, especially when he begins to eat the livestock.
✦ . Characters: Frankenstein!Eyeless Jack x Female Reader
✦ . Warning: Gore, blood, body mutilation, murder, lots of religious symbolism, medical horror, body horror, saliva, scratching, biting, animalistic tendencies, cannibalism, graphic depictions of violence, fluff and smut, morally bad reader, unreliable narrator, needles, knives, rough sex, monster fucker, monster x human, tongue fucking, cunnilingus, vaginal sex, belly bulge, squirting, creampies, multiple positions and orgasms, creation x creator
✦ . Words: 18.5k out of 34.1k
✦ . Note: HAD TO SPLIT INTO TWO PARKS DUE TO TUMBLR BLOCK LIMIT!!!!! Long note here, stick with me. If there are any inconsistencies throughout this fic, I apologize, but this is mainly due to the fact that I have been working on this fic for 4 solid months and may have lost the plot a couple of times. If you’re coming to this fic looking for lore-accurate Frankenstein’s Creature, this is not for you. Imagine moreso The Shape of Water’s fish man. This fic is very morally gray, and you (the reader) make a lot of dumb choices, so keep that in mind. And finally, yes, Jack is naked for half this fic because I feel like if I was a freshly made creation forced to wear pants, I’d be pissed, so I gave him freedom. Anyway, ENJOY!!!
Art by @z0l0fft.
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A week later, things were beginning to look good.
does everyone hate zodyl or something i barely see any fics and for those who do write for him ily pls continue
@kumasakka (write more pls)
warnings. 18+. mdni. gn reader. short tamsy thing cuz i miss him. obsession (?) violent intrusive thoughts. male masturbation mentioned like once. alcohol. ending is lowk lame
an. edited n proofread this twice so if there’s any mistakes in here genuinely just stone me atp
Cake, the fleeting sweetness that lingers just long enough to satisfy. The exact moment someone fractures under pressure, and the sting he delivers to test the limits of control. The faint metallic edge of the piercing beneath his bottom lip, a cold constant against the skin of his own mouth. These are things Tamsy understands and finds satisfaction in, each one confirming the patterns he prefers to see.
And then there is a name. One name, that refuses to fit into any pattern he recognizes. The name coils through his thoughts, tugging at the edges of his focus, unsettling the rhythm he relies on. It makes his stomach turn. Makes him want to tear something out of himself just to stop the sensation.
It should be forgettable. Instead, it sticks like wriggling maggots lodged into his brain and the way it refuses to leave fills him with an irrational (some might say) urge to destroy the source, or himself, just to restore silence.
Oh I NEED more of this




