Official Remarks: Virtan, Chief Medical Biologist, Governmental Institute for Biological Sciences
Therefore, as andrus cannot be resolved by violence and combat, we are left with only one true option: ensuring that all men have access to sufficiently frequent mating opportunities to keep their andrus below that violent threshold.
Relative Sanity: Chapter Five
Witnessing violence at such a young age had probably taught her to be violent herself. geniva would look into it.
The Mook Maker, Chapter 17: Failing at Humanity
He didn't get to choose what he was going to become - a disaster, an unwilling source of intelligent, yet violent monsters, rapidly rising in numbers.
Hypnovember - Day 22: Straight to gay
"the ray might have altered the brainwaves to change their sexual preferences instead of their violent impulses. but how?" zane whispered.
Austin's popping party game
Austin felt pretty dizzy from the violent explosions. "well, now i'm going play against the cpu." said austin.
[Commission] (half a story) Hazbin Hotel presents Angel Dust in: "Paying the Bills. It's barely a living"
Jackie-boy grabbed angel by the hair and shoved his face in the ground as his thrust became faster, more violent. angel dust couldn't help himself and started letting out sounds of pain.
The Mook Maker, Chapter 36: Prisoners of Our Own Device
He didn't get to choose what he was going to become - a disaster, an unwilling source of intelligent, yet violent monsters, rapidly rising in numbers.
The Wandering Shadow: Chapter Fifteen
15 Sargent Mirza Alim stood outside Cairo's M.E.L.D. precinct, watching the last rays of the setting sun. It was symbolic to him, in a way. The light was fading from the world and so too was a darkness falling upon the city. It touched him--chilled him...
Alura the Feral Elf
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A Warm Bed Chapter 1
Chapter 1 -- Noctem (August 17th) It was late, late enough that most places -- those that weren't night spots or open 24 hours a day -- were closed, and a young fox, less than 30 years old, walked calmly through a downtown street. He was well...
The Sad, Short Life Of Berry
The door slammed open, a brown ball of fur thrown out into the white snow where it laid for a moment. The large gorilla staring at it, fishing his large girth back into his pants. "What? You got what you wanted; now get the fuck out of here." It...
Snapshot Shards
Rain fell on a damp park, in a dreary day as the clouds hung over everything, refusing to leave as they hung in the sky and continued to bluster. The park was quiet in these late hours of the day, with little in the way of people coming out to walk its...