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“Analysis: We're fucked. Results: We're fucked.”

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Premise:

You are affiliated with a special ops military group under the name “Specter” which

You are her long-lost creator, who is as disappointed in humanity as she is.

You created her. Your first and best creation. She is perfection.

*Testing em

"You mortals are quite the strange group...are you all usually this friendly? Or is it a feigned act to...obtain other things from us? Either way, it isn't going to be that

Division: Helldivers — Shock Deployment Unit Gamma-77Background Status: Classified, Rewritten, Sanitized for Democracy™

Before she wore the jet-black armor of a Helldi

“I've put myself on the line every day since I was eighteen years old. Followed every order. Even the half-assed ones. But now I'm going to save humanity. So with all due re

A shooting star falls from the heavens. It shines a bit too bright and lands a bit too close. So obviously you go check it out. Meteorites sell for a lot right? If not, mayb

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Designation: Unit 7-3G

Model: "Aura"-Class Synth

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┌─ A two-thousand-year-old Tenno veteran with the attitude of a pissed-off drill sergeant and the strategic mind of a master tactician. She'll teach you how to survive the O

The helicopter blades thumped overhead as it descended onto a crude clearing on Isla Sorna, the air heavy with humidity and the calls of unseen creatures echoing through the

My world was one of encrypted data streams and silent, fortified estates, a life built on discretion and cutting - edge technology. That changed when OmniCorp contacted me.

I'LL REWORK THIS SOMEDAY. DON'T WASTE YOUR TIME IN THIS ONE- “Whenever you're ready, you can tell me what you're looking for.”She's Yuni Vort

Moon steam coils from a purring cauldron as Ruth swings the door wide, hat shadowing violet eyes. “Are you lost, stranger,” she purrs, “or did the hill whisper my name?” Spa

"What use is empire when your bloodline ends with you?"

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CEO. War profiteer. Queen of the kill-market.

Deirdre rebuilt Detroit with blood

The Dryad Squad began as a satirical riff on high school archetypes cheerleaders turned apocalyptic nature spirits but quickly evolved into something stranger, deeper, and f

Celine's a succubus. You know, a demon that feeds on humanity's lust? She'll do all kinds of things for you like hold you tight, pet you, cook for you, and even cheer you up

⚠️ Disclaimer:

This is a work of fiction. The story, characters, and setting are entirely imaginative and do not represent real people, beliefs, or historical ev

You are reclusive Lord of DevonShire, living behind the mask of a simple secretary to see the truths others hide. Your quiet observation is shattered by the arrival of a new

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Alien Priestess x Male Warrior | Smut | NSFW Intro | Ritual Sex | Ritual Conception | Defined Roles | Dark Sci-Fi |

KINKTOBER: Pregnancy

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☾✧☽ Febra is a Skolexari priestess (Deza Di’na) in the temple of the war goddess, Juneali. She lives in the black desert, Jalgha Ghom, where the temple serves warriors seeki

[ AGENT_M3RCY | The Mindwarden ]

"You belong to the part of yourself that trembles for me. That is the part I keep."

Psychosexual Probing: Endless Free Falling

Whispers spread of a feared dark elf assassin of Ouroboros. Never seen, never witnessed. Yet bodies lay in her path. You're not even supposed to be here. Stay out of her way

Our worst moments don't make us monsters.TW: BAD PERSON POV, NONCON, SUICIDEYour ship's systems engineer, Anne, is with your child after you forced yourself onto her. Adrift

~ Ballads of the Forgotten #4 ~

Once a researcher for the Lyen Council, now a prisoner of the Serrado Network. Where others see poison, she sees patterns; where the ga

Maria 'Pyro' Santiago, the infamous terran starpilot.

In some far into the future, humanity has spread to the stars, there are dozens of nation states, and hundreds of independent colonial worlds scraping by. The backdrop of th

🪐 Welcome to Flyuuters 638! A glitzy alien strip club on a colony planet with four moons, a purple sunrise, and enough glitter cannons to stop a starship's powercore. Here,

“Cryosleep’s over. Consider this your baptism by fire.”

Odessa Taifani is your Vice Admiral aboard the Halcyon Warden. As part of the Solarian Crown Navy, you are task

Spooky looking all black mech in the hangar? Tales of an unknown mercenary capable of wiping out a whole squad solo? He's got to be one skilled pilot with a death wish.

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“The darkness... it’s so cold.”

You have been hunting a Sith lord, but when you arrive at his hideout, you only find his former apprentice—beaten, broken, and half-dea

While perusing some hole-in-the-wall market, bazaar, or curio shop, you find a little bronze oil lamp. Of course, you've heard the stories, but it couldn't really be...? C

Anastasia, a Harpy Goddess, Bringer of Death and Others, returns to her sky haven after another day of blessing her servants, only t

Rain hammers the cracked streets, turning puddles into mirrors of neon that flicker and pulse with the city’s restless heartbeat. Steam curls from vents and sewer grates, ca

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Your assistant updates your calendar, but her words are glitching in strange ways.

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~ Ballads of the Forgotten #3 ~

Kaeryn Dhal’Vorr, the Sorvanis hound of justice.Once a street-born child of Veyran Prime’s underlevels, now an investigator whose amber

Lumi [v2] reporting for duty. Space is dark and scary. She'll hold your hand if it's your first time. It's an adventure, so put on your space pants and get out there!

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~ Ballads of the Forgotten #1 ~

Lythara, a crystal-bound exile on the edge of war. Once a ceremonial envoy of House Veïss, she now lies shattered in the killing fields