Furry Tales from Liberty City Chapter 1: Descent Into Darkness
._ _ _ _that's enough for this journal entry, i better finish up on the computer and get home, the tw@ worker keeps giving me the stink eye..._ i logged off the computer and finished my over priced coffee before standing up and heading outside
The Lost of the Marshes – Chapter 5: Intersection
[-tw end-] \*\*\* nurta took off nikili's shoulder bag, placing it onto the empty cart. right now, she tried to read the kobold standing across from her. having been socialized only recently, his body language wasn't really person-like.
From Heaven, or Near It: Part 8 (Book 3)
#8 of from heaven, or near it tw: suicide, self-harm, alcohol/tobacco/marijuana abuse, rape, verbal abuse a short novel about failed romance, questioning sexuality, gay love, alt- and indie-rock, in-n-out, weed and alcohol addiction, and the possibility of
Coach's Favorite
“t-tw…” give in! give in! give in! “one…. you let go of all of your control to your coach. your coach can think for you, you can listen and follow every word he says, because the coach knows the best.
A New Member: A Paranormal Hunters Society Story
tw: panic attack, mentions of derealization, depersonalization, near-death experiences, and a bit of spooky stuff i arrived at the paranormal hunters society office early in the morning, right after dawn.
What You Mean to Me, Chapter 15
"the human that saved you told me that it'll take tw... four months to recover any form of flight." noivern said, smiling. "i'll stay for longer than that." flygon said, lazily burying his head back into noivern's fluff. . . .
'Fair' Judgement
Ones that lead her to a wider waistline and a more mature outlook on life. tw for anyone with an actual southern accident: i'm gonna be real i probably wrote it dogshit yall have my sincerest apologies for how i did you dirty comments are appreciated, lemme
VG Slave
“back off tw---“ aeris was cut off, as p scrambled towards her; spreading her legs apart as he approached from the base of the bed. “i think i deserve this…" p was no on-top of aeris, her legs behind him as he sat on her stomach.
Crewpup Eighteen
"t...tw..." eighteen felt faint, and her pussy clenched tight. twelve hours was more than double the length of the longest livestream they'd done to date. and with _tabasco_? he was so huge...would she really be able to--?
Isolation
**Isolation** ** ** _Written by Arian Mabe (Amethyst Mare)_ _ _ ** ** It happened slowly. So slowly, that I didn't even realise it was happening. _When are you going to be online?_ _ _ Ah, a message. It could be so innocent. He misses me, I...
The Hollowed Out Chest Of A Dead Cat
((tw: very graphic combat scenes, mentions of slavery and fur trade.)) the occasional drip of condensation from stone echoed throughout the halls of the underground refuge.
MHO - The Cult of the Crimson Isles - Chapter 13
"wait, are you tw-" "guys!" makani called out in the distance, running up with a basket full of fish. hokulani was running right along behind her with a box full of fruit and other supplies. "guys get up, we gotta run!"