Bruh, is this some severe case of Stockholm Syndrome?? [img=faceslap]
"Okay," she bit her lip. 'Am I being arrested? What about all those soldiers? Oh no, what will Mama and Papa do now? Will I be stuck here? For how long, I wonder. Please let it be FOREVER, oh God. I don't wanna return back as long as I'm safe and sound with my dear Vurtie.'
Genesis Era
Sci-fi · GE17
Ugh... I can't bear to read this. This is too gross and harsh!
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Holy sh.... Calm down, bro! Too much violence.
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Almost read that as "cummyhead" 🥴 I need therapy. My mind's messed up.
"Haha~," the Russian ex-scientist covered an accidental giggle with her hand. "Why, you still couldn't figure it out, cute dummyhead? I guess all your brains have turned to brawn," she playfully stroked her hair, her articulated fingers freely brushing past the keratin fibers. "If it shouldn't be apparent enough, you're the one who contacted your niece, Catalie, to attack a man fitting the descriptions of Adam, suspecting him to be behind something treacherous. While you're not wrong, you were the culprit who began the chain of bloodshed. Thus, I simply returned the favor."
In The Wildest Dimensions
Urban · Distil
"Very handy", real human hand inside cake. Classic dark humor. I love Radiyana now.
It was a disembodied human hand.
In The Wildest Dimensions
Urban · Distil
Adam's a psychopath!
"Aaaa! AAAAA!" the water of pain welled out from Catalie's tear ducts as she crawled backwards on the floor. Her ankles and kneecaps were no longer functional due to the bullet particles lodged in the soft flesh and bone. "GET AWAY FROM ME!! UNCLE!! UNCLE MICHAEL PLEASE SAVE ME!!!!"
In The Wildest Dimensions
Urban · Distil
seriously?? 😳😑
In honor of Michael, he inserted the tip of his gun inside her wet mouth.
In The Wildest Dimensions
Urban · Distil
Adam is a necrophile, certified 😔
In honor of his wife, Adam reached over and kissed her silent lips.
In The Wildest Dimensions
Urban · Distil
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original Heha Cultivation: Master of Laughter
In the mystical realm of Daojing Peak, where disciples practiced martial arts and cultivated their Qi, there lived a peculiar cultivator named Sir Chuckle-lot. Unlike his serious counterparts, Sir Chuckle-lot was not interested in becoming a powerful martial artist or unlocking profound Dao secrets. No, his goal was far more unconventional – he aspired to cultivate the art of laughter and spread joy throughout the realm.13 Chs 2 Sammlungen
The story has hardly begun, but I can already feel the heat of a new trend within these words. GE17, you've certainly done some clever work here with this storytelling.
Genesis Era
Sci-fi · GE17