CrazedHellion

It took an age in a half but Chapter 2 of "Inside The Blackwood" is here. Admittedly, towards the end it got a little harder to write, but I'm proud of what I cobbled together, hope you all enjoy it!

I just updated “The Guardsman’s Harem” but using an AI to proofread it. I know AI is a very controversial topic but I want to remind you that AI is not a substitute but rather a tool. I will say that the writing process is still done by a human (me) and that AI plays a very minor role, proofreading. I will never turn to AI as a substitute for writing, not ever. Nor should any of you.

Okay, so we’re rewriting this because Wattpad has a word limit apparently. I’m going to try and keep this a bit short, but recently I got put on a new medication to treat my ADHD and it’s helped out A LOT. So much so that I think progress will speed up on the writing front.
          
           Firstly, I wanna address that Monster Breeding will have some more focus soon, I’m going to try and pump out a new story and the second chapter to The Guardsman’s Harem before that, after that, I’m gonna try and get the next chapter for Monster Breeding out hopefully by Friday. Here’s hoping I’m able to meet expectations!
          
           Anyway, feel free to ask any questions you might have, I love interacting with you all! Have a wonderful day/night!

I think I speak for the majority here when I say we really really want you to continue monster breeding. I understand that you have things to do, and I want you to put yourself first, but the story has had no updates for a very long time, and it is one of your most read stories, I read it a long time ago, and it really got me hooked, I've lost my account multiple times, but whenever I make a new account, the first thing I look for and add to my library is monster breeding. I truly beg of thee, finish this miraculous story.
          And have a great day too

New story is up! The Guardsman’s Harem! I hope you all enjoy it! The God Emperor of Mankind blessed me with a hyper fixation and by the throne I will be using it! This first chapter is relatively slow, but I promise that the next one will be even more fitting for a Warhammer story! Have a good one, and remember the Inquisition’s motto- BURN THE HERETIC, KILL THE MUTANT, PURGE THE UNCLEAN! THE EMPEROR PROTECTS!

Listening to the Fortress Monastery OST while you write a Warhammer Smut is something. It’s like the lewdness is holy or something. Oh yeah, I have a new story I’m working on, might post it sometime today or tomorrow. It’ll be called “The Guardsman’s Harem” and admittedly I’ve wanted to do a Warhammer 40k story for a very long time but never knew how to do it. So here’s hoping this one’s good! Have a wonderful day everyone, and remember, The Emperor Protects and if you don’t think so you’re a dirty Chaos/Xenos Worshipping Heretic who deserves to be burned at the stake! (And then they learn I have a million Tyranid Minis…)

Two new stories in the works, a FNAF smut (I’ve always wanted to do one) and a story that actually isn’t a smut called, “The Keeper”. FNAF will be as one would expect, a story about a security guard getting to second base with the animatronics, while The Keeper is a prelude to a much bigger story involved with “The Space Beneath” that I’ve had on my mind now. The Keeper will focus around, as the title suggests, The Keeper and The Primordial Voice primarily and will probably be relatively short, about 4-5 chapters maybe. FNAF will most likely come first for now though, as usual I’ll let y’all know when it drops! Have a wonderful day!

New story is out, a new and recent fascination of mine involving Robophilia. Currently it’s only a short prologue, but the story follows Terry as the leader of a unit of robots called, as its title suggests, a Death Squad. This will follow his journey to hunting down terrorists with, of course, sexual twists in order to uncover their insidious plot! So if the idea interests you then I recommend you give it a read!
          
           On a brighter note, I finally am able to continue writing Monster Breeding and Pokephilia, thanks to finally having more free time!
          
           Well, you all have a wonderful day/night now!

Currently writing this at 6:30am, couldn’t sleep because too much Mountain Dew and was playing Chronos Before The Ashes. Don’t judge. I beg of thee.
          
          New story ideas hit me, and this time I’m actually trying to write it, unlike a bunch of other ideas I let slip through my fingers.
          
           Y’all heard of this game called “Elden Ring”? If not, it’s one of the best games I’ve ever played and that’s all you need to know.  But yeah, get ready because I’m once again doing what I haven’t done in a long time- write a smut parody of something.
          
           I used to have a number of those but the story got all screwed up because a younger version of ya boi thought it was a good idea to intertwine the B-plot in with chapters in other smut parodies… which weren’t part of the same story. Anywho, no need to read those because this will be completely separate from those ones.
          
           In short, prepare for an Elden Ring Smut Extravaganza in the near future! And now that I promised it, I have to do it! Screw you my really bad ADHD!
          
           Well, hope you all have a wonderful day/night/week!

I’ve spent most of my life as a mercenary. Ever since I was 8 years old I’ve lived a nomadic life, serving as a meal boy and janitor. At 12 I was given the chance to pilot a Mech, a speedy scout Mech of the Runner variant, although it’d been stripped of its weapons and I was deployed only to serve as a distraction. But now I’m 26 and the leader of this outfit, and the proud pilot of a Titan Class Mech. We live as we always have, roaming the Milky Way Galaxy in search for jobs from whoever pays us enough. Sometimes we lose friends and teammates, sometimes it’s because they were newbies who thought this was all fun and games, sometimes it was professionals who made a bad call or got overwhelmed in a firefight. Whoever it was, then dying never bothered me, not as much as it used to anyway. In this line of work, grief was a luxury we couldn’t afford, it’s a similar deal with fear, whether you try to ignore it or not, you’ll become numb to it eventually. My outfit grieves for no one, and we fear nothing, well, nothing except 2 things. We fear the two things all do, the ringing of Church Bells and the Prayers of a Priest.