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.)
As can be seen in my bio, I am 20, queer, trans, and fat! My readers are generally gender neutral and, in my head, fat. However, I will do my best to not really describe characteristics without warning, such as saying “141 x fat!reader” “masc!reader” etc, and absolutely anyone is invited to read.
I am a feminist, pro-immigrant, pro-Palestine, pro-lgbt+, pro-safe kink, anti-conservatism, anti-Ai, anti-zionist(NOT anti-Jewish) and radically intolerant of oppressive intolerance! I do not want ANY conservatives or Trumpies interacting❌❌❌
I am of the mindset that writing dark things is NOT the same as wanting dark things to happen or wanting to do dark things. That being said, there maybe be some hard kinks shared here. Could possibly include dubcon, noncon, kidnapping, fauxcest , etc. This isn’t to show I condone these things, but that I do enjoy partaking in the fanatsy of them.
I want more people to understand that these topics can be used in fiction without meaning the writer or consumer is a dangerous person or anything dumb like that.
I’d be more than happy to get asks and interact more with people! Even a hi in asks or comments is so cool! Unfortunately, this is a side blog so I can’t follow people back, but it’d still love to interact!
I want to leave myself open to writing a wide range of things! This includes fluff, angst, maybe some smut, and thoughts/stories with darker themes! I consume a lot of Dead Dove Do Not Eat dark content and am not scared of it! If you are, might not end up being the best place for you OR you should just make sure to block any tags you don’t want to see! Generally the format I use for warnings is as follows “cw disordered eating” “cw manipulation” “cw fauxcest” etc. So “cw” then the warning.
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
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.
He loved everything about you. He spoke near daily about how one day he’d marry you so you could spend a lifetime together, laughing. How his Ma and sisters love you, how they keep pushing him to finally make it official with you, to put in a ring on your finger. How he vows to be everything you could ever want because you’re already everything he could ever need.
But Johnny is gone now.
Dead.
Here one moment and an empty shell the next.
Someone had to pay. Shepherd needed to pay. For trying to get the 141 killed, for not dying sooner, for still breathing while Johnny wasn’t.
John needed to do it. Fuck the rules, fuck the laws, fuck proper procedure. Fuck everything that had been asked of them.
They needed this.
They just wish you could see it. Could see past your integrity once. To see that Johnny would’ve wanted this, that he needed this. That he can be at peace now, waiting for you, knowing you’ll be protected. Knowing you and his brothers-in-arms will all be together.
Sure, it took Simon and Kyle some convincing, but they understand. They respect why it had to be done. They know that the only way to live now is underground, under the radar, away from the sight and reach of any military.
You need to be with them. Johnny would want them to take care of you, keep you safe, keep you close.
No matter what you think about it.
They’re not proud of what it took to make this happen.
Kyle wasn’t happy to add crushed up sleeping pills to your tea, waiting for them to kick in before breaking into your room to pack your essentials.
Simon knew he was truly hiding behind his mask as he crept into your room and carefully carried you outside without anyone besides Kyle seeing.
John was disturbed to see how helpless you looked in the backseat of their car, no idea you’d been moved and that you’ll never go back home again.
But Johnny would have wanted this. If you couldn’t put aside your morals and come with them willingly, if you couldn’t see why the rules had to be broken, they would need to take you anyway.
You’ll learn. You’ll understand one day.
You’ve got a lifetime ahead of you to wrap your mind around it. To stop hating them. To reshape your integrity to fit theirs.
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.
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”
He’s so so so patient, knowing pets all take a different amount of time to learn each of their commands
He allows you to keep a pair of boxers on most of the time, along with the nice gold collar he got you with only his name and number on it, but never gives you a shirt or anything more covering unless he’s taking you for a walk outside
Really, one day he wants you comfortable enough to be completely naked all the time at home, but he wants to give you a bit more adjustment time as he trains you
He coos at you softly and pets your head or down your spine when he can sense any of your budding stress at not quite knowing what he wants you to do, reminding you how he loves you “enough to keep going until you fully understand what you need to do, sweet boy”
He laughs and cheers when you finally get difficult ones down, giving you so many treats and absolutely spoiling you as reward
He brings over his friends and allows them to bring their own pets over as well
The man with the pretty smile and gentle hands brings a pet with silly hair and sharp teeth
The man who always smokes cigars brings a big pet that’s always wearing a skull-themed pup hood
The men only speak in languages you don’t understand, sometimes giving their own commands that make you tilt your head in confusion before looking up to Nikolai to see if he’s upset you aren’t complying
The men always ask about your progress and Nikolai loves to show off how smart and eager to obey his gorgeous boy is, giving them a show every time they see you
He’ll sometimes let the big pet play with you, knowing he can’t bite and will always listen to his owner
He doesn’t trust the other pet to be as controlled as you need, confirmed by the way his owner has to scruff him as he whines and squirms and tries to get you
He loves you so much and knows that you have the potential and drive to be the only pet he needs for the rest of his life
He never gets upset at you, knowing how hard you always work to be good boy for him
He’s looking forward to spoiling you and teaching you for years and years and years to come
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
He’s crossing boundaries and saying horrible things in your ear as he’s got you cornered, two massive arms keeping you in place while he gets right in your face
He’s pulling rank and saying how he can make or break your career “with just a word to Price, kid.”
He’s following you like a shadow, trying to make you paranoid. Feeling his constant presence, but only seeing him when he wants you to
He’s telling you how easy it’d be for him to “tear you apart” and leave something entirely unrecognizable in his wake, “make you into a real solider”
He’s grabbing you in ways that are entirely inappropriate, feeling you up during training or even just in the mess during meals
He’s baring his teeth, biting at you, and smiling with something evil in his eyes, telling you how he “could rip your throat out right now and not think twice.”
He’s doing everything he can to freak you out and make you run away
And he ultimately can’t help the way his heart rate speeds up as you just let out quiet, stunted breaths at his wandering hands and vile words, the stars in your eyes never faltering as you look at him, offering your soul for him to hold in his hands and decide what to do with it
And it doesn’t help that way your voice sounds as you say “yes sir. do whatever you need to do, sir” makes him so hard he gets a little lightheaded
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😭😭
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.
Hi, people probably won’t see this cause it’s not actually cod related, but I came out to my mom as trans today and I just wanted that on my page🙂
Honest to god partially prompted both by @rawme-price talking about binders and by the transfem!Ghost post by @crashingcryptid I reblogged a few days ago so if y’all ever see this, hi thank you so much for your writing and sharing some of your own experiences cause it can have such a positive impact even on complete strangers and i adore y’all’s work💙 also if y’all see this and don’t want to be tagged, please let me know and I’ll untag you so quick I promise!