017 - Oh! Even In The Grave! pt.09
They allotted no cognitive thought onto to where they were going, they just had to get somewhere else. not here. not tonight. after a while they found themselves somewhere outside of a nearby alley.
That Night in March
In the haze of my confusion, the state of mind where i couldn't be trusted to make a cognitive decision. my heart made one for me. the one tissue in my body that acts out of spite instead of intent was telling me something. i love him.
Coell 4 - Terms and Conditions
; drg-fem-0017 stared sightlessly as its mind was powered back up a bit at a time, personality and higher level cognitive systems offline.
A gelid scent on a misty evening
The cognitive dissonance dissolved into desire. "apparently. swipe me in? unless you'll be here a while. i could stand a moment to cool off." he neither stretched out nor gestured at his obvious gym clothing.
A Hunters Snare
There were five of them, and they seemed to have enough cognitive functions left to form a group.
Faith
His sins overlooked in the duplicitous manner all the faithful must for the cognitive dissonance to not gobble their faith like a ravenous beggar handed a loaf of bread. i felt like biting his throat out.
Putting the Moo in Moon
So much of my cognition of this situation centered on our earlier coupling. it was my most recent anchor point in anything at all comprehensible, but it was clear what was happening. "haven't... changed while having sex... didn't know...
Horizon: Rebuilt Chapter 13
The procedures employed on your brain preserved a fraction of the particles, but there was some loss of particles and you don't seem to have lost any cognitive capacity." _that is not particularly reassuring_, horizon retorted. _but what about mechrat?
Serval and Sheep (Chapter 35)
I would recommend cognitive behavioral therapy so that you may learn to reprogram how you deal with these random triggers. and sometimes, that reprogramming can be as simple as putting yourself in a sprawl position whenever you begin to feel anxious.
[p] Foxfire
Indeed, she could feel his cognition nibbling at her own, begging her to give him commands. his pupils widened, nearly swallowing the colored ring of his iris, and embered light glowed faintly within them as he succumbed to her will.
A Sticky Situation
Despite what jeremy thought, the moving glob was cognitive. it could not see or hear, but it could feel and think for itself as well as sense its surroundings. stretch?
Caring for Your Epic Mount 1 of 2
cognitive dissonance is something of a true bitch. once he had her shoulder firm in his jaws, he pressed his chest down against her, holding her in place as he inched forward.