u/berkin_my_nuts

Guts and his gang were sleeping in Rodericks ship, as it was late.

The talisman around Guts' brand, drawn by Schierke, helped Guts get a peaceful rest for once.

Despite Guts' bad condition from before, somewhat malnourished and weak, he was back up on his feet in no time...as much as the berserker armor allowed him to be, at least.

In the morning, while Guts was watching the ship with roderick on the shoreline while the others got some resources, Guts felt his brand ooze once more, his body aching.

"Wh...what? With the talisman? W-wait...this is no apostle..." Guts thought to himself, tension building within every fibre of muscle.

"Hey, Chief?" Roderick turned to Guts, looking at him a bit more directly.

"Hey, Guts? Whats the matter?"

Guts panted, shivering plaguing his limbs.

"Take cover, I'll handle this, Roderick."

"Ach du Scheisse..." Roderick muttered to himself.

- writers note: I headcanon Roderick to be of german descent. I mean come on, "Roderick of schtauffen"? Thats the name of a Baden-Württemberg resident who wanders kilometers, wears sandals and says "holla die waldfee, was ein kratzer!" To a deep cut caused by a thorn.

"Come on, get outta here!" Guts' voice raises with distress.

"No way, Chief! I'm not one to leave his friends hanging. Whatever it is, were fighting it together!"

"Goddamn stubborn little...fine! But if you get battered up too badly, scram."

"Jawoll!"

Then, he appears:

Femto, in his ethereally human form. Guts' brand drips blood down to his back, and he pivots to face femto.

"Griffith..." Guts growls with a strained voice, trying to keep his body from collapsing.

Meanwhile, as the others are grabbing the requirements, Schierke immediately knows whats happening via the thought transfer spell, along with the emotions Guts feels washing over her.

"Wha.."

Farnese turns to Schierke. "Teacher? Is something the matter?"

Back on the ship, femto looks at Guts with that smug, shit eating grin.

"Hello there, my old friend. Long time no see." Femto says in that characteristically composed voice of his.

"Hä? This guy doesn't seem to be any trouble. But then again, youre uh..." Roderick mutters as he looks at Guts' trembling, seething form.

"DONT BE FOOLED!" Guts warns, then tuns his attention back to griffith. "Damn bastard...you wanna take away everything, destroy it all, make me suffer, AND THEN CALL ME YOUR FRIEND?"

"It appears youre feeling tense, old companion."

Femto approaches Guts, making his brand spurt as he falls onto his knees, before femto reaches out a hand.

"Here, how about-"

Roderick blocks his path, standing in front of Guts, braced with his sword drawn.

"I suggest you approach him no further, sir."

Roderick says in a respectful, yet tense manner.

"And who may you be?"

"I am Roderick of Schtauffen, sailing prince of the iith navi. Guts right here, is my friend. Please back away with your hands where I can see them."

Griffith feels his heart throb. A friend? Not only someone Guts values more than griffith, but also someone who values the branded man also?

"My, what devoted companionship. I do feel quite envious."

"Ive warned you."

Roderick swings his sword close to Griffiths face, before following up with a thrust to the chest. His blade breaks on impact with Griffiths breast plate.

"You see, I am no mere human as yourself, my friend. I am something higher."

Thats it, Guts snaps. The berserker armors helmet snaps onto his head with a clank, making Roderick turn his head.

"Was zum?-"

Guts leaps forward and swings dragonslayer at Femto, who dodges with grace, as his hair cascades over his face beautifully.

"Ferocious as ever, I see." His shit-eating grin remains.

Schierke, Farnese, Isidro, Serpico, Magnifico, Puck and Ivalera immediately rush over, and watch the scene unfold.

"Ugh, this again? Ships gonna get all bloody." Ivalera complains, while Magnifico just trembles with absolute horror: "B-BERSERKER...!?? AGAIN???"

"My, this does appear like a graceful painting representative of many emotions unfolding..." Puck states, taking on the appearance of a wise painter for comedic effect.

"Oh no... he's going berserk again!" Schierke yells out with frustration.

Farnese turns to Schierke. "What do we do, teacher?"

"Teach 'im a lesson o'course! Heh..." Isidoro braces himself with excitement, while puck mutters: "typical monchiki."

Guts tries to swing his Dragonslayer, while Roderick stands, not sure how to help.

"Gottverdammt! What am I supposed to do, now?"

Then, Rocky comes out from under the deck, approaching Femto.

- writers note: Rocky is my self-insert.

"Can I tell you somethin for a sec?"

Femto leans down, listening. "What may it be, my smaller built friend?"

Rocky leans into femtos ear, then yells: "SONNTAG IST RUHE TAG!" and stabs femto right on the back of the neck, severing his brain stem. Femto falls into the water with a splash.

Rocky pants, then takes a deep breath and turns to Roderick: "hab ich recht, oder hab ich recht?"

"Auf jeden Fall! Its not sunday, by the way."

"I know, but it was funny, no?"

Schierke pulls Guts' spirit out of the flow of the berserker armor.

"Hah...haah...the hell just happened?" Guts pants, gobsmacked.

"The anger of someone raised with the manners of DEUTSCHLAND!" Roderick yells proudly, while Rocky raises his fist in triumphant agreement.

"JAWOHL!!"

Roderick, Rocky, serpico and farnese help make breakfast and prepare the table, making a special breakfast of victory for everyone.

The end.

Ps: and if you wanna be down with gripfilth? Fuck you too! Mfs who "dont condovn his akshions👉🏼👈🏼🥺" but still like him? Fuck you too!

And yeah, I added the "toxic yaoi" in the caption to bait all of you rapist riders. "I dont condone" all you like, you still saw this man be unfathomably bitchy and fucking atrocious beyond any mans power, and still liked him. This means you have no empathy for the victims, nor disgust for his actions. Its like if I said "I like p-diddy but dont condone his actions." Does that sound justifiable to you? Get outta my face.

(Hit em up by 2pac intensifies)

I had an account in the past that had been banned by now, and I've been using my current account for a while with no warnings whatsoever. I used to use it on my tablet also, but for some reason, upon opening the app on my tablet, I am greeted by a redirect that tells me about the banned previous account?

When I tap back twice, I can return to YouTube and attempt to change the account, but theres no option for that.

The redirect website doesn't help much.

What do I do?

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Casca, after recently getting a little too lost down a rabbit hole of "kinks people actually have" videos on YouTube, she found out about the act of pegging. She scoffed.

"Pfff, a woman fucking a man? Really?"

But then she stopped as Guts whining and whimpering flashed through her mind. She suddenly found the idea...exciting.

"Oh fuck...maybe I should ask him before actually buying anything."

She calls Guts, who is currently at the gym.

"Hey CC\~ somethin up?"

"Hey, Guts. Tell me, if I had a cock, what would you do?"

"H-huh?"

"You heard me. If I had a dick, what would you do?"

"Well, anything you please, I guess? You are my beloved Casca, after all. I trust you with anything you'd do to me."

"Haha, alright, my love."

"Wait, why do you ask?"

"I may or may not surprise you with something..."

"Huh?"

"See you later, handsome."

"C-Casca, hold o-"

Casca hit the hang up button before Guts could finish. She got dressed and went out to buy a strap-on along with a compatible dildo. It wasn't too big, but it wasn't small either.

She rushed home, knowing Guts wouldn't be long until he arrived.

It was almost dark out by now, and she lit a lamp on the bedside table to create a romantic ambiece.

She undressed completely, aside from her bra, and put the strap-on on.

She got on the bed and barely covered herself from the waist down.

She already heard the keys rattle against the door, followed by, of course;

"Casca? What did you mean by that?"

He walks into the bedroom.

"What do you have in- ...oh...oh my..."

Casca blushes and looks a tad sheepish.

"Too sudden?"

"Yeah. But...I aint complaining."

He approaches the bed while taking off his shirt, then takes off everything from the waist down.

He crawls onto the sheets and cups Cascas face.

"Show me what you can do, my love."

Cascas face lights up with excitement, and she pulls Guts into a hungry, burning kiss.

"Hnn... Damn, you mad dog. You really want this, huh?"

"Aint nothin wrong in tryin new things. Specially when its my woman."

Cascas tough facade cracks, and she blushes.

"Goddamnit... You always have to be such a smooth talker, huh, Guts?"

"Im just tellin ya what I feel, my love."

Casca struggles to repress a smile, but its no use. She smiles, genuinely, and looks up at Guts with love and devotion.

"Oh my dear Guts..."

Suddenly, Guts tumbles down onto his side before laying on his back, legs parted slightly.

"You're on top tonight."

(Writers not: ONE MINUTE YOU'RE ON TOP🗣️🗣️🔥🔥 I actually didn't listen to "hit the floor" by LP lol)

Casca doesn't even hesitate, she gets on top of him, letting Guts undo her bra with his right hand and kisses him on the lips before shifting the focus to his neck, sucking, biting and licking wherever she can reach.

Guts whimpers and grunts beneath her, driving her to become more confident and aroused.

She pulls back to look at Guts.

"You look so beautiful..."

Casca says, as she looks into Guts' eyes with adoration.

"And you look...Oh, what a woman...I love you, Casca. I want every bit of my skin touching yours, so desperately."

Casca blushes again.

"Oh goddamnit...you always manage to one-up me with your smooth talk."

"Its true! I can't have enough of you, Casca. I never will have enough of you. Until my last breath, I want you by my side."

Casca is caught off guard for a second, but then she exhales, amused.

"You cheesy fool."

She leans down again and kisses his neck.

"Ungh..."

Guts spreads his legs beneath casca, a silent invitation.

"Please...you can touch it..."

"You never act this way when you want me touching your dick, Guts."

"Thats cause I dont want you to just touch my dick."

He gently grabs Cascas hand, and guides it down to his balls, and slowly slides it down further, along his grundle, and slowly to his entrance.

"I want you to touch me as you please, Casca."

Casca feels her chest practically flare up with arousal, her heart thumping gently against her chest.

She pauses, but then, she slides her hand up to his grundle and presses into it gently, massaging it in circles.

Guts' eye rolls back, his mouth parting as he elicits something between a groan and a whine.

"Hnnnuuuhh!!!"

His back arches, his legs spread wide.

"Huu... huuuhhh...youre really turning me into some kinda bitch here..."

Cascas other hand pets Guts' hip in circles.

"Aww, and youre only reacting this way from having your taint touched? I cant even imagine the sweet whimpers you let out when I'm actually in that ass..."

Guts whimpers again at the reminder, his eyes rolling back once more.

"Nuuuuhh...uhhhh..."

Casca chuckles and leans down to kiss him on the cheek.

"So cute. What a good boy!"

Guts immediately reacts to the praise, arching his back.

"Ah! Haahh...ahhh..."

Casca feels a spark in her stomach as she notices Guts react to praise.

"Oh? I didn't know you had a praise kink, Guts."

"Hnn...this is why I never told you. Haah...haahh...You'd have too much power over me..."

"Shh... I'll use it wisely, my good, handsome boy."

Guts' body reacts again, his back arching once more.

"Hngghuuuh..."

"Good boy!"

Casca pets his stomach with on hand, the other going lower between his legs. She starts massaging his entrance in circles, occasionally pushing the pad of her finger in just a little.

Guts is practically overloaded with pleasure, tears forming in his eye, his lips still parted as drool dribbles down the corner of his mouth.

"Huu...nghuuu..."

"What a good boy!"

Casca finally pushes her finger in, gentle, slow and mindful.

Guts' body thrashes for a second.

"HAA! AHHN!"

Casca pauses, processing his reaction.

"Are you ok, Guts?"

"Y-yeah...just uh...uhum...not familiar with this..."

"Im sorry, Guts. I shouldve warned you. Im-"

"Dont stop."

Guts interrupts before Casca can even finish, trying to reassure her.

"H-huh?"

"Please...oh please..."

Guts positions his arms and legs in the same way that a dog would when laying down on its stomach, before wiggling his hips side to side.

"W...wff...wruff! Wuff, wuff!"

Casca looks surprised, then giggles.

"Mhmhmhm...youre a natural at being a good boy, huh?"

"Y-yes! Thats me! A good boy, for Casca!"

Guts continues wiggling his hips like a dog, now panting while slightly sticking out his tongue.

"Aww\~ youre so excited and eager, arent you, puppy?"

She reaches to pet Guts' stomach again.

"Such a big, muscular puppy!"

Guts hides his face behind his hands...but more in the way a dog would with its paws.

"Hnnn...hyyuwnn..."

He whimpers like a dog, still wiggling his hips.

"Aww, dont be embarrassed, puppy! Youre so big, strong and handsome!"

She curls her finger toward Guts' prostate, making him yelp.

"HYARFF! Arrhhf...hnnff..."

Guts' hips wiggle with even more enthusiasm, the dribble of drool already at his jawline by now.

He wiggles happily as Casca starts curling her finger at a rhythm, massaging Guts' prostate, making him leak precum out of his tip.

Guts' just lays there, wiggling blissfully as he continues eliciting a tiny "wruff" and "hrff" as he gets pleasured.

"So cute..." Casca teases.

She pulls her finger out, making guts snap out of the blissful state with a disappointed whine.

"Hnnnuuh?"

"Close your eye, puppy. I have a surprise for you. And dont peek!"

Guts closes his eye, wiggling his hips as he still lets out tiny woofs and huffs.

Meanwhile, Casca grabs a small bottle of lubricant from the night table drawer and coats her strapon cock with it generously.

"Now, dont clench..."

Guts perks up at the command, bracing himself for... something. Then, he lets out another yelp as he feels Casca line up the tip with his hole.

"Hyuh!?"

His eye snaps open. Casca isnt pushing in yet, waiting for confirmation.

"Do you want your treat, puppy?"

Guts hips start wiggling again, panting like a dog.

"Wrff...wruff!! Huff!"

"Then, speak!"

"Wruff! Hruff, wuff!"

With that, casca slowly pushes into Guts, his hips stilling for now as his eye rolls back with delight, his body almost going slack.

"Hurrff...grrff..."

Once she's all the way in, she pats his hip.

"Good boy! You did so good!"

She gives his hip another series of pats before moving along to his side, then to his thigh.

"Hnnn...wruff...hrrnnff..."

Guts huffs out a few barks and grumbles of delight, his hips coming back to life as they wiggle.

"Ugh, youre so precious!"

Then, Casca slowly starts rocking her hips back and forth, moving in and out of him.

"Hnn...hurrff..."

Guts already starts getting a bit louder, a bit more whiny, as ye feels Casca finally get to work.

"Wrrr...wruff! Urff!"

"You want faster, puppy?"

Guts nods without hesitation, his hips wiggling even more.

"Alright, puppy. Ill give you faster."

She picks up the pace, going faster, but still at a controlled pace.

Guts pouts and huffs, then barks again.

"Wroof! Hrrroof!"

"Oh, you want it really fast, huh?"

Guts nods again, wiggling his hips as his barks quit down to little huffs.

"Wrrff...ruff..."

Casca adjusts her position, then starts pounding into Guts almost recklessly.

"Hah, hah, this okay? Too fast?"

Guts doesn't even respond, just whimpers with utter bliss, his eyes closed.

"Hrrff...uh...ah!"

"Oh, you love that, huh?"

"Ah...haah...heeh, heeh..."

He sticks out his tongue yet again, letting out gruff, grunty breaths.

"D'aww, what a precious boy!"

Guts' hips continue wiggling, the dip surrounding his belly button now filled with pre cum.

(Writers note: according to google, stimulation to the prostate draws out more precum than stimulation to the penis. Thats why prostate stimulation is also referred to as "prostate milking")

Casca scoffs with amusement, and gently grabs Guts' side with her hand, her thumb pressing softly into his tummy right by the puddle of his juices.

"Look at youuu\~ enjoying yourself, big boy?"

"Huuuhhh...think I'm close, Casca..."

"Yeah? Cum for me, boy. Show me how big you can squirt."

Guts' hips slow down as he focuses on letting it out, then they come to a stop, and his cock twitches as he shoots thick, white ropes of cum.

Guts' words come out as quiet, breathy whimpers.

"Huu...ahh...ahh... I'm... I'm cumming...Casca...I'm... I'm cumming..."

Casca reaches down and jerks him with fast, shallow strokes, to really coax out those last bits of cum.

"Oh...oh thank you... Casca..."

"You did so good, Guts. Real good..."

Cascas hand comes to a stop, then she pulls out and takes off her strapon.

Guts looks up at Casca, sorta confused.

"Huh?"

"Now, its your turn to pleasure me."

Casca turns around and slowly lowers her slit down on Guts' mouth.

"Go on, eat my pussy. Be a good boy."

Guts doesn't hesitate. He starts licking along Cascas slit, paying special attention to her clit.

"Oh yeah, thats a good boy!"

Upon approval, he gently starts sucking on it, kissing and licking along the bud like he never tasted anything better.

He grabs her thighs and presses his mouth further into Cascas pussy, licking up all the juices vigorously.

"Yes...thats it! Keep going, just how I taught you, Guts."

Casca starts grinding on his face and Guts sucks on Cascas clit, keeping it in his mouth as he starts stroking his tongue back and forth on it.

"Guts...oh my beloved Guts... I'm...!!"

She cums on Guts' face, wiggling her hips into his mouth and he continues stroking his tongue on her button.

Guts notices her folds clench on his face, and starts growling into her.

"Hrrrrrnnnhh...mhhhnnnph\~"

"Oh yeah...hah...ah...good boy!"

Guts gradually slows down his tongue as Casca keeps grinding on his face, but keeps licking and growling.

"Hnnnn...hrrrrrhhh..."

Once he's certain Casca has ridden her orgasm out completely, he stops, but keeps his mouth on her and waits for Cascas command.

"Ah...ah...you can let go now, Guts."

Guts lets go, but keeps his hands tight on her thighs and licks her slit one more time before letting go.

Casca gets off of Guts face, and lays down on his chest.

"Thats was amazing, Guts."

"Yeah. I never came so hard in my life."

"I can tell. Ive never seen you shoot such thick loads."

Guts looks a little sheepish at that comment.

"Hnn...were they really that thick?"

"Yeah. You already have the load of a stallion, but that was even thicker and more than ever."

"I cum like a stallion?"

"Hmhmhm...well, lets go to sleep, handsome. We had a long, exhausting night of fun, didn't we?"

"Yeah..."

Guts kisses Casca on her forehead.

"I love you, Casca."

"I love you too, Guts."

And with the day coming to an end, they fell asleep. Still naked, beneath the sheets.