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It was before the light. Before he had begun to calm. He had only recently arrived, and it was the start of his senior year here. But Seiken rarely went to class- he was under specific treatment, due to his circumstances. Large groups made the beast scared, and when he got scared- he got angry...

The red light district was the worst place for stargazing. There were too many neon lights advertising tits and booze, polluting the sky with light and obscuring the void and all of its stars. It was almost as if they grabbed all the heavenly bodies and reshaped it into their image, bending and...

Highly recommend not reading this thread. Pure nonstop garbage. Incest heavy, nasty kinks, sexism, questionable themes all around. Proceed at your own risk. It would be a complete lie to say Jeanette wasn't hoping for a more questionable reaction, visiting Billy today, all glamoured up and...

WARNING: DISTURBING CONTENT. DO NOT READ IF YOU'RE EASILY SQUICKED. IT'S VERY UNCOMFORTABLE. Billy "The Butcher" Graham Billy looked at her house from beyond the gate. Perfect family. Four kids. Was all, that white picket fence deal. Her husband was a priest? Heh, did the hubby know how...

Chloe wasn't used to seeing her TA with a socially acceptable amount of clothing. But she also wasn't used to calling her TA "Ms. Cash" or "Michelle" like just about everyone else at the school did. No, Chloe knew her as Blue Fire, the stripper who gave Chloe her first lap-dance, and who...

WELCOME TO POPPY'S PORN ART THREAD THE TITS AND ASS EMPORIUM

Mikhainon neglected to tell Chloe about his new brothel. On the whole, he neglected to tell Chloe about a lot of things, but this one was especially deliberate. He thought she'd get quite a kick out of it. Chloe was turning into a fine young woman, who had high goals and growing independence. He...

Looking around at the buildings near by Hudson was in awe, this was his first time stepping out of the school into the city proper and it did not disappoint. He wasn't sure what he had expected but this place was great! It was so busy and full of life, unlike the farm back home where you were...

Warning: This thread is SICK SICK SICK. Things are going to be weird here and there is going to be questionable themes like weird monster sex, torture, gore, and other such things. Read at your own risk. <center><div style="width: 75%;border:0px;padding:15px;text-align:justify;"><img...

OOC: DO NOT READ THIS THREAD IT IS ALL KINDS OF FUCKED UP Cecil thought the script was ridiculous. He threw the stack of papers on the vanity and sighed, sinking into his chair. In a few episodes, his character, Rico Velasquez, was going to get brutally murdered by his ex-boyfriend's evil...

On the evening of Valentine's Day, Milo Constantin was going to come home to a blood-splattered dormitory room and a lovingly made present from Vincenzo Fontana laying on top of his bed. From a distance, the gift looked like your normal, run-of the mill bouquet of red roses. It was much more...

@"Critical" Amphy walked to the bar and told the bartender that he wanted something big and strong, gesturing to Lelei before he went away to make something. Amphy didn't have the firmest grasp on how alcohol worked, from living in the woods where that kind of thing wasn't super popular, but he...

@"ReD" Vlad sat on a large black blanket made from a heavy woolen material with red and silver plaid work weaved into the simple material itself. It was warm and perfect for the after night had settled upon them. She had alerted Loch to come and meet her there when the sun was about to set so...

@"ReD" Regeneration was a bitch. Here's the nitty-gritty details of how Gabriel the avatar's "immortality" worked: his energy disperses and dies, and the sum of him gets dragged into Hell. The bigger him, the Mikhainon that was all armor and tentacles, would nag his ear off while he...

He was waiting. He was sitting on the edge of his bed, looking at the door. He'd showered and dressed, putting on a pair of jeans and a regular dark t-shirt, though he still wasn't wearing any shoes. This was progress. Prior to today, he'd been drunk, half-dressed, and passed out across...

He was back here again. What the hell was the name of this nightclub? Gemmorah? He didn't remember walking back, but he must have, because he was standing outside the door. He was still damp from the lake, a little bit of seaweed tangled into his dark hair, but his clothes were dry...

She wouldn’t have done it if she was sober. It was Sunday morning. Two o’clock in the morning, to be precise. The sky was alive with a full moon and twinkling stars. Sea breeze blew through the trees, striking shaky black silhouettes against the night sky. A lone figure stumbled through...