Back up account for @gen0c1de so request there unless stated otherwise!
Name: Oz
Age: 18
Pronouns: He/They
This is a multi-fandom account.
Fandoms I do:
Slashers
Stardew Valley
TF2
DBD
Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 2
Call of Duty: Zombies
(may be updated as time goes on)
Rules
Characters I do and shit like that
I do Male, FTM, and Gender Neutral reader. If I get a Fem! Reader request I will make it FTM or GN.
I am a SFW and NSFW account, if youre a minor please dni with NSFW. You can read it if you want because I know I can’t stop you from reading it and not everyone respects boundaries and stuff, so don’t get pissed at me.
I have ADHD so be patient, I'm trying my best, if it's been like... a month or two and I haven't posted it yet feel free to DM me or send an ask about it in case I forgot so I can be reminded.
I WAS FINALLY ABLE TO LOG INTO MY OLD ACCOUNT THAT I LOST!!!! I made it February 24th 2022!!!! I WAS 17!!!!!! I WAS STILL IN HIGH SCHOOL!!!! I’m probably gonna continue doing things over there now! Imma keep this account and repost the stuff I made over there and do requests over there. If you wanna follow its @gen0c1de so send your requests over there!
TW: Bo Sinclair, spanking, crying, if I missed anything let me know, not long just trying things out.
Send requests to my main account @gen0c1de and follow.
It was too much.
The pain.
The pleasure.
It was just too much.
The way your cavern was filled to the brim and stretched made your vision foggy.
You couldn’t think.
Couldn’t speak.
Could barely breathe.
Only groan and moan as your hole was abused while you lay on your stomach, gripping the pillow for dear life.
“Say my name.” He said, and you tried, you really did.
“Say.”
Thrust.
“My.”
Thrust
“Name!”
Thrust
“B-Bo!” You barely wheezed out. Choking on a moan as he tore into your insides like a man starved all his life.
Your cheeks and the corners of your eyes burned from the salty tears that had been flowing.
Smack
“Good slut.” Bo growled, grabbing the chunk of your ass he had freshly smacked.
Your bottom was already covered in marks that no longer looked like a hand print, just a blob of red, welted and bruising flesh. Each smack resulted in a moan, every squeeze a groan. It hurt. But it felt so… so good.
“G-gonna… ah… gonna cum…” he snapped his hips into yours, teasing, taunting. “Please let me cum… pl- fuck! Please Bo…”
He licked up your earlobe.
“Go on, cum fer me.” He nipped at the tip of your ear.
His low and raspy southern accent made your eyes roll back. You swear you could get off to him voice alone. Your hole fluttered and spasmed, tightening around his shaft as you reached your climax, slowly falling off the edge of another release.
How many times did you cum? More than three, you know that much.
He picked up the pace, abusing your soft spot more and more, drilling into you harder and harder.
“‘M gonna fill you up nice an’ full… ya want that? Want me ta flood this little hole of yours?” He knew you wanted it.
“Yes please…” all but a whisper, a whine, the only thing your fucked out brain can form, the only begging he will be able to pull from your dumb self.
That was all he needed, his movement falter, breath against your ear shuttering as he slams into you, grabbing your hips and holding you against him. His cock twitching inside you as he shallowly thrusts more. Shoving his seed into you while riding out the euphoric feeling you give him.
Your walls twitch again as he subconsciously groans in your ear. God he had ruined you… hadn’t he…
“You did great hun… was I too rough? D’ya need anything?” Peppering kisses on your back and shoulders in a way of comfort.
“Water… bath… cuddles… please…” you reply in between pants, knowing full well you won’t be getting up on your own.
TW: depression, lack of emotion (reader), vaping, mention of meds, if I missed anything let me know.
Send requests to my main account @gen0c1de and follow
Your room, dark, cold and messy. The silence of the night deafening, the video you have playing on your tv doing nothing to soothe the emptiness you are filled with. The laughter of the YouTubers playing games that you’ve seen a million times now failing to make you laugh as they always did. Your hope of it helping you sleep proving futile. You can’t move from your position, your cat laying straight behind the bend of your knees as always, preventing you from stretching your aching legs. At least you feel something, although it’s not pleasant. You squeeze your shark plushy slightly, comfort.
Your mind is racing, so many thoughts and voices of different volumes, you can’t focus on one, though you doubt you want to. The dull feeling of crying is there, but what would you cry about? Is there a reason to cry? If so, what would that reason be? Your legs don’t hurt bad enough to cry, your arm growing numb from holding up your head isn’t a reason either. What’s the point of crying? What’s the point of ANYTHING really?
Suddenly, you’re knocked out of your thoughts by a familiar voice.
“Y/N?”
An acknowledging hum.
“You okay there?”
Shrug
“Have you taken your meds like your supposed to?”
.
..
…
Shrug
He sighs, and the end of the bed dips. He sat down.
No words spoken, yet a conversation is said. You both looking at the tv playing, the video you were previously watching over and a new one replacing it.
“Do you wanna talk?”
He knows you better than anyone, knowing that sometimes you wanna talk but now about your feeling, sometimes you wanna vent, and times you just wanna respond with a hum or an action. But times like these, you don’t want to do even that.
Shrug
“This guy reacting to the funny videos is more entertaining to be honest.”
You hum
The YouTuber breaks into a laugh at a dog, his laugh making the man at the end of your bed chuckle. The side of your mouth twitches up, but your body refuses to laugh.
Reaching over to your night stand, you grab your vape, inhaling the Blueberry Mint air, hold, exhale. You place it back on the night stand and curl your right arm back to its previous position with your hand resting by your head. You move your left arm, now propping yourself up by your elbow, shoulder pushed closer to your ear. The feeling of pins and needles coming and going quickly and now it’s just cold.
You glance over to him, he’s adjusted himself so his back is against the wall below your window, you can tell he’s cold, the basement always being cold.
You glance at your phone.
2:01 AM
“Hey.”
He glances over, glad you spoke, but sadden by the tone. Numb.
“Lay with me… it’s cold… I have a heated blanket.”
He smiles, moving the blankets behind you and squeezing himself between the wall and you, trying not to disturb your cat.
Silence.
Shuffling slightly, your back comes into contact with his chest. He places his arm around yours, brushing his knuckles against the back of your hand in a way of comfort. A small smiles, vanishing as quickly as it came.
Removing your glasses and placing them on the night stand and hold your shark closer to you. Letting your head rest against your pillow and your eyes close.
You know he isn’t real.
You know it’s only you and your cat.
But the thought of your comfort character being there… helps you feel less alone. Even if just for a moment.
@gen0c1de back up account. Request things there until stated otherwise.
I write MOSTLY Male and FTM reader! I can attempt Gender Neutral for some things, but I can’t promise it’ll be good in any way. If you send me Fem reader then I will probably either delete it or make it either FTM or Gender Neutral. I tried a Fem reader and it made me uncomfortable so that’s off the table.
I will do
Smut
Fluff
Angst
Comfort of any kind
Crack posts (y’know, funny goofy shit)
I won’t do
Piss
Scat
Incest
Non-consensual activities
Feet
Step-sibling
Pet play
Little space
Furry
Beastiality
Anything involving minors
Characters having children
Domestic violence
Hardcore drugs
This is a safe space, you can vent to me in DM’s and you can request comfort for anything. I will not judge you. If you wanna give specifics without it being seen then send me a DM to keep your privacy while also getting your request to me.
Be patient, I have medically diagnosed ADHD so I will take a while to get out some requests if I don’t feel motivated to complete them. It could take a WHILE. If you want to you can DM me or send an ask about a request, I’m very forgetful and easily distracted. Just don’t spam me about it every day or something, that’ll piss me off and ultimately get your request deleted.
I give back what I receive, if you’re nice, I’m nice, you’re a dick I’m a dick. Interact with me, talk to me, be silly if you want, I like making friends and talking about interests. I won’t bite your head off.
Okay, I can't help but draw something when I have nothing to do, so during my break at work I did this
It was an absolutely random idea, but I don't regret anything 👹
I'm able to work on requests and other stuff more now! So send some in if ya want!
Bad news!
TW!
I'm able to work on requests, yes, but it's because I'm partially bedridden. I got into a car accident, I hit a deer, I'm slightly bruised where the seat belt tightened and I have slight whiplash from the impact. But I'm fine! In pain and a pissed at myself, but I'm fine nonetheless!
Y/N: We've known one another for a long time... we've held each other on bad days, cried together, and laughed together... and I was hoping that maybe...
Y/N: *Gets down on one knee and holds out a ring pop*
Y/N: Would you make me the happiest Merc and build a pillow fort large enough for us and our stuffed animals, have a tea party, and watch Disney movies with me?
Yes, I am! My main account @gen0c1de will be doing requests and such so go there!
Though it may take a little bit for me to get some out due to my personal life being crazy currently! But you're more than welcome to send in as many requests as you'd like!
Nsfw wedding night with medic? (She/her reader, AFAB if applicable)
There's not a lot to go off of but I will see what I can do, lol! This was hard and took me forever and re-writing it like... 5 times, lmao!
Not proofread
TW: Oral (fem receiving), fingering (fem receiving), saliva used as lube, slight masturbation (Medic), steamy kisses, neck kisses, neck biting, slightly rough, no condom (wrap it before you slap it), reader pied (iykyk), mentions of aftercare, bad writing, if I missed anything tell me.
You giggled as you and your husband stumbled into your private room of the place you rented for the day. Releasing the hand of your now husband you shuffle over to the chair your replaced dress and shoes were for dancing so you didn't possibly ruin your wedding dress and so you didn't have to be in your heels longer then necessary.
You reach your arms behind you, one reaching up and the other reaching over your chowder blades to try and free yourself. You peer behind you to your husband who is already topless, messing with his buckle now.
"Honey, can you do me a favor and undo my dress please?" He chuckles ever so softly and heads your way.
You lower your arms as he undoes the dress and helps it over your head, trying his best to not smudge your makeup. Once it's off, leaving you in a matching bra and panty set with a matching guarder belt keeping your white thigh highs up, the band of them squeezing them enough to leave some flesh to pop out slightly over the edge, he puts it back into its protective bag and on the hangers and puts it back up. You smile and place a hand on the back of the chair, lifting a leg and bending down slightly to remove your shoe, but before you can even touch it you feel two warm and large hands on your sides.
"Liebling, I helped you out of your dress, allow me to help you with your shoes now." You giggle as Medic lifts you up and gently places you on the bed.
A soft blush tints your face as he gently moves his hands from your waist, down your hips, thighs, and then grabs one of your ankles while on one knee. Using his other hand he gently removes the heel, placing it down he then goes to the other foot, doing the same thing.
The blush darkens as you notice his bright blue-grey eyes looking up at you through his lashes, hunger festering deep within them. He places his large hands on your thighs and slides them up to your hips, pulling you closer to the edge of the bed.
"You know... seeing you like this... it's making me crazy... I'm not sure if you put these on to match with the outfit or if you were planning this... whichever it was... you look absolutely... divine..." you shiver as he quite literally growls out the last word, biting your lower lip lightly as you notice he keeps glancing at the treasure between your thighs.
You open your legs more, holding back a pathetic moan as he tightens his grip on you slightly, Smirking up at you. He moves his hands to your thighs, softly kneeding and gripping at the soft flesh in a way that slightly shows more of your clothed sex, a small damp spot in his sight
"Liebling, I know there's a large cake waiting for us, but may I enjoy the delicious treat right here?" He questions, chuckling darkly as you whisper out a little "yes".
He huffs in either amusement or pity in how embarrassingly horny you are, you'll never know.
You gasp lightly when his lower teeth lightly grazing your clit, lowering your panties with his mouth to tease you, letting the lacey cloth fall to the ground when he releases them, slowly making his way back up to your sopping cunt. Shivering as he lightly kisses, licks and nibbles on your thighs, his eyes never leaving yours.
"P... please..." you mumble, voice low.
"Please what?" He replies in a mock.
"Please... make me feel good... use me however you'd like..." you chirp, shaking slightly from embarrassment.
A gasp rips through you, jolting forward as his lips latch onto your clit, tongue toying with it and teeth grazing, his long and thick middle finger plunging deep inside your core, curling skillfully and rubbing against the sensitive spot deep within you.
One hand tangling in his hair, pulling at the roots and the other covering your mouth, not wanting the party of people below to hear your sounds of bliss. Your Medic takes note of this and smirks against your bundle of nerves, tongue flattening against it and biting down a little more. He adds a second finger, scissoring, Twisting, and curling more, roughly pushing into the spongey spot inside. You bend forward more, legs lifting slightly and arms wrapping around his head and shoulders. Body twitching and trembling, feeling yourself nearing the edge.
He detaches himself from your bud, replacing his mouth with his thumb, pressing it roughly onto it moving it quick circles, the first gers in your core pressing into the sweet spot over and over making your mind go numb.
"Y/N," he growls "look at me."
You struggle to open your eyes, only able to do so a little bit. He huffs and grabs your face, making you look into his eyes. You shrink and whimper, his face serious, eyes dark with animalistic intent and lust.
"Cum for me when, and ONLY when I remove my fingers and use just my mouth." Tone dark and demanding, you nod and his grip on your chin tightens slightly. "Understood?" He repeats, leaving no room for argument.
"U... Understood..." you reply, moans making your voice crack.
"Good girl..." Medic praises, planting a gentle kiss to your chin as he let's go.
He stops his movements abruptly, lifting his hand to your mouth. You oblige and wrap your lips around his digits, tongue gliding against them. Gagging as he pushes his fingers down your throat, pushing them down against your tongue and hooking his thumb under your chin. He groans at the sight, your eyebrows knit together, eyes shut tight as your mouth hangs slightly open due to him holding onto you, throat convulsing in rejection to his fingers. Your saliva slowly trailing down your chin, dripping onto your clothed chest and lightly leaking onto the back of his hand down his arm.
He reaches down to free his restricted and painfully hard member, he slowly puts his hand into his boxers, gripping at the base of his cock and pulling it free from his restraints. Lightly and slowly pumping it, thumb pressing over his slit to gather some of the clear pre he formed, moving his hand to the tip and pushing it back down to lubricate his shaft.
He lowers his head to look at your cunt, groaning as it twitches and convulses, your slick spread to your thighs and leaving a wet stain on the comforter under you. He licks his lips and slows his motions more, not wanting to finish yet. You choke and gurgle out a moan as his flat tongue slowly licks a strip from your hole, walls clenching around nothing in hopes to be filled.
He pulls slightly on your jaw and you open your eyes, meeting with his. He smirks and bites his lower lip.
"Keep making eye contact with me, only look away or close them when you cum, okay Liebling?" You nod the best you can, eyes focused on his.
Your gaze lowers as he does, pushing his mouth against your fluttering hole as his tongue pushes inside you. Lapping at your sensitivity and slirping at your slick. He growls and you gurgle out more moans as his tongue swirls and jabs at the spot that makes you see stars. It doesn't take long for your eyes to close tight, breathing heavier as the knot in your stomach snaps roughly, climaxing all over his mouth. You whine and whimper, wriggling around as he laps at the fluids, growling and slirping as his tongue digs for it all.
He lifts his head, licking his lips to collect the rest of your juices, removing the hand on his shaft to wipe what his tongue cant reach with his thumb, popping it in his mouth quickly and removes his hand from your mouth. You cough as his hand leaves your face, a thick string of saliva connected to his fingers. He collects it with his forefinger and places the saliva soaked hand onto his shaft, gripping the tip and dragging it down to the base, the sounds of squelching as he lubricates his cock with it.
"Lay down love, I'm not done yet." A shiver runs through you, pushing yourself more onto the bed and turning slightly, you lay down, head resting on the pillows.
He smiles softly and climbs over top of you, aligning his cock with your entrance.
"Are you ready?" He asks, placing his thumb onto your clit again and rubbing lightly.
"Yes Mr. Ludwig." You reply, wrapping your arms around his shoulders, pulling to you for a loving and passionate kiss.
Slowly, he pushes himself inside you, ribbing your ball of nerves lightly to help you relax as his size stretches you out. Your nails dig into his flesh, leaving marks as the pleasure and the burning of his girth overwhelm you. You've had sex before, many times, but his size is something you still haven't adjusted to, and his length can be painful at first.
A moan slips past as his tongue explores your mouth, his cock pushing and pulling slowly inside you, his thumb expertly making circles on your clit, your walls stretching to accommodate him as he pushes deeper inside until he finally hits your cervix, pushing it back slightly as he bottoms put completely. He groans at the feeling of you constricting him so nicely.
"May I move, Mrs. Ludwig?" Giggling you nod as he wraps both of his arms around you, holding you both close together, lips locked perfectly as he thrusts slowly to not hurt you.
The slow drag of his cock making your mind fuzzy and longing for more, you moan and lock your legs around him as best you can in a futile attempt to push him deeper.
"Please... be more rough... I won't break... you know this..." He stares at you in awe, his shaft twitching deep inside you as he sits up, taking you with him, and crosses his legs, moving his hands to the soft fat of your ass.
"As you wish, Liebling." He kisses your neck, biting and marking it as he grinds you against him, the head of his member grinding against your cervix so painfully good.
He lifts you up slightly and drops you back down, your body jolting as moans are ripped put of you forcefully. You bite onto his shoulder as to not scream as he picks up the pace and lifts you up higher, your body instantly slamming back down onto him. His nails digging into the plump flesh, leaving behind red marks.
Eventually he starts lifting you almost completely off him and then pushing you back down harder, thrusting up slightly to meet you somewhere in the middle, the moans and squeals you make spurring him on more and more. You drag your nails across his back and down his shoulders, sobbing and squealing from the sheer pleasure, your mind growing fuzzy as a knot forms in your gut.
"Gonna fucking cu... cum..." broken moans and gasps pouring out of you like a symphony to your new husband, Medic.
"As am I..." He replies, groaning and laying on his back, lifting you up and slamming you back down harder, thrusting up more to meet you with this change of position.
You sit up, placing your hands on his abdomen as he continues the same motion, hitting even deeper inside you causing you both to let out a moan. His pace quickening more as he uses you as his own doll. The tightness in your stomach then breaks as you climax, your walls fluttering and tightening around him as he continues his ministrutions, a ring of your white cream forming on the base of his cock.
He picks you up again, fully off him this time, and uses all his strength to slam your body back down, thrusting as hard and fast as he can. You throw your head back and scream from the ecstacy filling all your senses, losing track of time and no longer caring about the guests below you hearing you. He lifts you up and slams you down again and again, thrusting to meet you more. Your body limp from having just climaxed as more unbearable pleasure fills you.
He slams you down again and your filled with a burning liquid, he thrusts a little more, bouncing your body as more of his climax fills you to the brim, leaking out slightly onto him and the bed below. His grip tightens on you as he holds you tight against his pelvis, grinding you against him, your moans fill the room as the tip of his member is grinding tight against your cervix, filling you more and more as some continues to leak out.
He let's you go as his arms fall to his sides, bangs laying on his sweat slick forehead, you fall on top of him, panting and twitching, the walls of your womanhood convulsing, twitching, and leaking due to his now softening member no longer keeping you plugged. Your head moving in time with his chest as he and you share heavy breaths. His arms wrapping around you gently, massaging your hips and the marks he left behind, one hand sliding up to your shoulder to rub at the teeth marks he dented into your skin.
"Are you alright? Was that okay? Was there anything you didn't like or anything I was too rough with?" He asks, concern evident in his tone.
"I'm fine love, a little sore and I'm sure my cervix is bruised, but I'm fine. You weren't too rough at all, it felt amazing." You reply, kissing his cheek.
"Need water? Food?"
"I'm fine, dear."
"You should use the bathroom, don't want an UTI, and I'll carry you, and while you do that I'll get a warm washcloth to clean you off, sound good Liebling?" You giggle and nod, kissing his cheek many more times.
Hello author, can you please make mercenaries with a woman who is the leader of dragons, she resembles a mixture of hiccup and valka from httyd, and also she has a fiery sword, dragon armor and a staff, she is kind and compassionate with dragons, can tame and earn the trust of any dragon, basically she has 3 The main dragons are stormcutter, Triple Strike, Deathsong and Deathgripper baby, whom recently rescued, she lives in a hidden place with the dragons she saved. She needed some time to start trusting the mercenaries, as she had seen too many dragons that suffered from hunters' traps. All dragons listen to her, so when the screaming death attacks the base/mercenaries, she calmly talks to the dragon and tames it. She takes the mercenaries with her on missions to free the dragons from the hunters, but her dragons are not friends with them (the dragons do not trust them, but after the mercenaries saved y/n from the hunter's weapons, they earned their trust and respect, but the dragons can growl at them, and the little Deathgripper tries to burn through their clothes acid). 9 mercenaries x reader or each of the mercenaries one by one x reader, to your notice. One shot, if it won't be hard
I'm sorry, I've been trying to find a way to write this since I saw it but I can't think of anything at the moment and I feel bad about that. I don't know anything about HTTYD other than the main character is "Hiccup," and his dragon is named "Toothless," they go on many adventures, and Hiccup invents things and the town(?) He lives in doesn't like him very well and that there are many movies about it.
Maybe I will be able to come up with something at some point and when/if I do I will reply to this and make it but I will have to do a bunch of research and/or watch the movies and take notes and I don't have the mental stability or motivation to do so currently. I'm so sorry!
I hope you have a great day/night and happy holidays! 😊
Hey all, I'm in the beginning stages of moving into a new house, I'm super stressed and although I've moved many damn times in my lifetime I'm still freaking out cause the last time I moved was about 4-5 years ago. Any advice? My room is a horrible mess, and I've only got 3 boxes so far with my shoes, random stuff, and my makeup and jewelry, and we close on the house tomorrow (Thursday, December 21st 2022) and the last garbage day was Monday (December 18th 2022) and I will have bags of garbage from my room because of how bad it is...
Any advice would be great! Once we get settled into the new house, I'll continue on any requests I had! Love y'all!
