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@berryberrygood141
Hi Hi! So I’ve been getting a bit of lovely interactions and a few followers and honestly, give me an inch, I’ll go a mile!
So I’d like to introduce myself a bit for anyone who might come across my page! I’m Berry!
I reserve the right to write dark and sexual scenes/themes so Minors Do Not Interact. (Just not comfortable with children interacting with sexual material I may create. If I see you interacting with this content, you’ll need to be blocked.)
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Wizard, not only would I fuck with it but I would BEG for it plsplsplsplsplsplsPLEASE
TW: fauxcest, noncon, Simon bullies you till you cum basically. Glad you guys like this cause this is a new kink I did not know I had until recently
Simon didn’t really get the whole “family” thing Price was on about until you started in the 141. He felt strange, trying to understand the dynamic- having Price as a “dad” with Soap and Gaz as “brothers.” For some reason the other two settled well into their roles, often fighting and squabbling which turned into frantic frotting which Ghost did enjoy watching. He enjoyed whimpering that he loved dad’s cock to Price when getting his black blown out, but struggled to really.. fit into the picture.
Until you.
Until you, the perfect little brother figure. Younger, your muscles softer and tone more frantic. You were bratty as hell, never listened to anyone- insisting you were just as good as them, that you wanted to come to hang outs too cause you were old enough. It became a joke among the 141, treating you like a kid- snatching cigarettes from your lips, stealing beers from your hands.
The first time Simon really fell into the big brother role was the first time he caught you masturbating. Rolled up in your cot, quivering with your hands covered in slick- howling and snarling at him to get the fuck out. He’d ripped off the mask immediately- ignoring the way you gawked at his ugly mug, or at least your surprise that he actually took it off.
“Yer not doin it right,” Simon said. “C’mon- let your big brother help.”
You looked at him like your eyes were going to bug out of your head. “My fucking what-??” You’d shouted, cut off by Simon suddenly grappling you. Yanking you around while you seethed and hissed, only quieting when he snatched you by the throat. One hand pinning your back to his chest, the other reaching down between your legs to get a better look at your t dick.
It was thick, swollen and red with need- Simon could feel his mouth fucking water just looking at it.
“See? No wonder you can’t cum- not old enough to know better, fuckin’ moron,” he grunted lowly in your ear- pinching your cock just to hear you howl and thrash.
“Simon- don’t touch that-!” You choked out, making him huff out a laugh.
“What? Don’t want your big brother touching you there? Is it gross?” He hummed, feeling his own cock throb at the words- and at the fresh slick on his fingers. You liked it- choked gasps trying to hide the way your hips jolted against his hand.
“You’re not my fucking brother you creep-!” You snarled, only to gag at the way his other hand tightened around your throat.
“Dad said so,” Simon growled, making you twitch. Embarrassed, like you hadn’t known that he knew about it- about your little arrangement with your captain. The lieutenant laughing at you sure didn’t help your shame, hand sliding from your throat to your jaw just to shake your skull- disorient you.
“Such a fuckin’ mutt, my little brother, mm? Didn’t think your brothers knew you were fucking the old man? Didn’t think we’d taste your cum on his cock?” Ghost’s hips started moving against your ass, like the memory excited him.
“C’mon- admit it. Admit you like the idea,” he murmured, his other hand starting to move faster as he jerked your little cock off. Your legs tried to kick out- only to be pinned by his bigger ones, till you were spread wide for your lieutenant.
“No! No no- you’re a fuckin- creep, Simon!” You yowl, trying to yank his hand away to no avail. His grip tightens on you, wrenching your head to the side so he can lick up the side of your face. You spit and yowl in disgust, trying to shove him away- trying to do anything to get this to stop- even as your orgasm crept closer. He could feel it, could feel the way your muscles tensed, could feel the way your cunt grew wetter and wetter.
“Your brother’s a creep huh? So what’s that make you, humpin’ my hand like a stupid dog? Admit it. Admit you like your big brother touching you,” Simon does not sound like he’s in his right mind anymore- drooling against your throat while his eyes dart between your embarrassed expression and your dick.
“No! You’re not my fucking bro- ow! Ow ow ow- Ghost! That hurts!” Your words are music to his ears, thrashing as his teeth sink into your shoulder. He knows he’s split skin immediately, the rich iron flavor of your blood soaking his tongue. Fucking hell, you tasted good!
“Then admit it, and I’ll let go,” he snarls around your flesh, desperately grinding against you at this point. He’s close too, he knows he’s going to cum the moment you do- knows he’s going to ruin his boxers, but Simon just doesn’t care right now.
“Fuck! Fuck- fine! I- I like it when- when you touch me!” You cry, desperately slapping his arm when he bites down harder. Simon growls, eyes wide and horrifying as the two of you make eye contact- you know what he wants.
“Fuck! I- I like when my big brother touches me! Jesus- fucking-!” Everything turns to white in an an instant, your orgasm crushing your mind into scattered dust. Distantly you can hear Simon cumming against you, his desperate groans cute compared to his-.. everything else. Your vision finally focuses again long after his teeth have released your bloody skin, after he’s cleaned the bite with his tongue.
His hands are wrapped around your abdomen now, lips pressing kisses into your hair as you sniffle and whimper.
“I can’t believe he told you about that,” you finally pout, whining when Simon presses a wet kiss to your cheek- oddly affectionate now.
“Tough luck, kid. You admitted it, now you’re ours,” the soldier grunted back, pinching your side just to hear you yip.
bruise.
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online numbers can really fuck you up when it comes to your creative work because you're sharing something you worked on with all your heart but it's very important to remember there's actual people behind those numbers. even if it's 1. that's one whole actual person. that's a human being who said "haha nice". that's a connection with a REAL person with a REAL life and REAL thoughts and feelings and experiences. like. damn. that should mean something
Ooo ooo! Reader on the asexual spectrum with allosexual Johnny!!
Minors Do Not Interact
He has his fun. Plenty of it. He is more than ok with you not wanting to have sex and he’s happy you’re more than ok with him having sex outside of your relationship
It’s usually with people you know, like Kyle when he’s in-between relationships, or Ghost when he needs some physical connection
It’s really not a problem. You are both satisfied in the ways you want to be
However.
Sometimes…sometimes Johnny really wants you. Not that he needs to have sex with you, but he’d like to be able to see you, hear you, maybe even feel you when he gets off
Which leads to days like this, where you’re sitting on your couch, talking endlessly about whatever comes to mind. A cool bird you saw, a new place you want to go, it can be whatever you want
Today you’re talking about discourse around a book you just read while Johnny sits on the ground by your feet, leaning his head against your thigh and tugging on his cock, trying to both follow your ranting and not moan too loudly
“Mm, mhm, what-fuck me-what else did they-did they say?”
“They said it didn’t make sense having two characters with the same name. So stupid! If you pay attention, you can understand why it’s impactful”
“Christ, yeah? Tha’-tha’ is stupid of em-cannae believe it-fuck, fuck, fuck”
“I know right? Ah well. I’m onto the next book regardless.”
“Fuuuuuck, lovie, please please tell me about it”
You can see him speeding up, can tell he’s getting closer. Knowing the effect it’ll have on him, you run your fingers over his head and tug on his hair as you continue speaking
Sure, this time he cuts you off with a loud, drawn out moan as he pushes himself over the ledge and leans even more into your thigh, but you don’t mind
Once he catches his breath, he’ll thank you, kiss you on the cheek, clean up, and make you some tea so you can keep reading in peace as if he didn’t just cum on the floor to the sound of your voice
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ok i absolutely need to know what accents u all have pls reblog and tell me or comment or whatever I must know
Minors Do Not Interact, DDDNE
Imagining Ghost is the kinda guy who’d pass by you and your dog walking in the city and say nothing to you, but look down and greet your dog by name.
Not the dogs official name, but a familiar nickname.
A nickname you only use at home.
A nickname born from some inside joke you hold with yourself alone.
A nickname a stranger couldn’t possibly know or even guess.
A nickname that indicates closeness to you, intimate proximity, and an acute awareness of what you say in private.
By the time you’re done reeling at those realizations, by the time dread has really settled deep in your bones and your mind is already trying to convince yourself you heard him wrong, he’s long gone.
Disappearing namelessly into the sea of people around you. Faceless and unknown, waiting to haunt you for the rest of your life.
Fun little angsty, dark!141 with a reader who loves johnny
Minors Do Not Interact, DDDNE
You’ve got integrity. They’ve always known that. It’s what drew them to you at first. They liked how you called out slacking rookies and took responsibility for your own shortcomings.
They liked how you were brave enough to call them out for their own mistakes, even when you were new on base. They learned to like you even more over time. To notice and appreciate the little things about you.
Kyle likes your consistency, always having your tea the exact same way when you put yourself to bed.
Simon appreciates how you see beneath the mask, always treating him with kindness and respect rather than fear.
John loves that you never shrink yourself or downplay your skills, always operating with highly earned confidence.
Johnny loved your laugh. Your smile. The way you tell stories and pull people into your gravity.
Minors Do Not Interact
Watching the finale of Half Man and, no real spoilers ahead, but this older man kept calling a younger character “bubby” while they both get their dicks sucked casually in a sex club and WOW how the mind REELS
If I squint, I can see Price saying it or hear it being said in Simon’s voice
Imagine Price saying “just calm down and relax, bubby, breathe, you can take it. I know you can” as he runs his hands up and down your back to keep you still while you lie facedown beneath him. Laying over you and grinding down as deep as he can get inside you, soothing you and breathing right next to your ear.
Or Simon saying “you wanted this, bubby, better be able to keep up with what I need, yeah?” while he sits above you and fucks your throat like he hates you, mocking tone clear in his voice as he moves your head as he likes. Kicking your hands away whenever you try to jerk yourself off to get some of your own relief
Or even of them both calling you “bubby” while they pass you around and fuck you in the same room Gaz and Soap are actively fucking in
John was eager to have you on the team because he saw something the other officers didn't see.
Potential and masculinity. He was going to mold you, train you, into a good man. A proper soldier like you were always meant to be if someone had stepped in sooner.
Once he had you transferred, he started you on testosterone immediately, despite your pushback. "Sir, I can hold my own just fine. I don't need a hormone boost." You insisted, shaking just slightly when the cold alcohol pad cleans your thigh.
"I am your captain, and I'm doing what is best for you, understand?" He holds your eyes as he gives you your shot, thumb roughly pressing the injection site when it's all over. "You should get rid of the panties." You flush at his words, avoiding eye contact as he pulls your pants back up and buttons them.
"Gonna make you a real man, Y/N. Understand?" He murmurs as he runs his hands through your hair. "You'll be good for me, won't you?" You shudder at his words, staring at his chest until he lifts your chin with your finger. "Answer me."
"Yes, sir. I'll be good." He smiles warmly at you, pressing a bushy kiss to your forehead. You didn't know how he knew; how he pieced together something you buried about yourself years ago. That's how he must've worked his way up to captain. Noticing the little things that everyone would let fly under the radar.
He sent you out of the office with a pat to the ass, your body buzzing when you see Simon watching you as you leave. He didn't like sharing his Dad.
i just have to show my complete fucking GRATITUDE at this amazing work🙏
I am buzzing rn
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Nikolai training his new pet! You!🫵 strikethrough means Russian! This is explicitly masc/male reader. Absolutely sparked by this amazing fucking post from @/lady-of-fangs-lyrlia
Kink content! Minors Do Not Interact!
I’m not even the biggest Nikolai guy, but god him only speaking to you in Russian as he trains you to be his new pet
Some come quick, some are more complicated and make you frustrated and confused as you struggle to comply with what he wants
You almost instantly know that he doesn’t want you standing to get around, preferring you to stay on your knees or on all fours
He keeps big fancy pillows in spots on the ground you regularly go to or often need to be so there’s not too much strain on your poor knees and to help signal where wants you
You learn “sit”, “eat”, and “come“ fairly quickly, but it takes longer to realize when he’s commanding you to “crawl onto my lap“ or “bend over the nearest surface”
Creepy and emotionally stunted Simon! One of my favs
MDNI, Dark Content. Heed the warnings!
Aw I love thinking of Simon who keeps trying to scare you, a rookie on base who absolutely idolizes him
He’s seen the way your eyes linger on him during training
He’s heard the way you speak of him with reverence, like he’s a hero and not a monster
He wants nothing more than to make you see him the way he sees himself
As someone who has spent years collecting physical media (dvds, blurays, vhs, cds, and I’m FINALLY branching out to cassettes)
I love the idea of 20-ish year old reader eating it up when Gaz, Soap, and Ghost make comments about how they remember when DVDs had barely started coming out, how people readers age typically just stream movies and shows
It highlights the age gap and that bordering-on-condescending tone they use as they reminisce on that time makes them seem so much older and more experienced, adding to how hot they already as a baseline
And then Price walks in and talks about the release of VHS tapes when he was young and the guys all notice how reader looks up with stars in their eyes starts practically drooling for him instead
So as a kid, I would go swimming a lot in summer and thus got a ton of mosquito bites and I was always told to put saliva on it to soothe the itch
And I just really feel like if you were to tell Soap this, you’d find that he will now use it as an excuse to constantly lick you claiming he’s “jus’ tryin’ ta help ye, baby” and begging you to “c’mere let me make you feel better” while looking at you with his lovely blue puppy dog eyes
I’m not good at remembering names of blogs I follow but I seen your comment on another’s post, and a comment alone made me click to go and follow, only to see I already did.
That just to say I love ur writing lol <3
This is literally the kindest thing ever I can’t believe I missed this earlier, I haven’t posted in a while but thank you so much anon😭😭
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Ghoap
The best part about reading fanfic on tumblr is how easy it is to port over to JanitorAi <3
Statistically, you should be doing better in life, but you’re not. :/ Does it bother you that when you eventually die, there’s going to be nobody there with you because your only friend is a chatbot?
You had the entire internet. Every writing tutorial, every workshop, every “how to develop your own writing style” post on Tumblr dot com. And you chose the one path that guarantees you will never, ever being remotely interesting as a person. Congratulations. You’ve automated your own stagnation.
Anyway. Enjoy the chatbot. I hope the two of you are very happy together. I hope it tells you you’re talented. I hope you believe it. I hope that belief keeps you warm when you’re lying awake at 3am knowing- knowing- you have never once in your life made anything of yourself.
