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When you were six, you submerged your hands into the rice storage bin and imagined that you were practicing Iron Sand Palm after you finished watching a martial art film. When you were seven, you felt like you were the diplomat of your class just because you were the first one who greeted a new student at the beginning of the semester. When you were eight, you believed that you possessed clairaudience just because you could recognize that the approaching footsteps belonged to your parents who were coming home. … What would happen if all the fantasies you had during childhood became reality? Ji Ruo put his hands into the rice storage bin and… [Congratulations! You unlocked a martial art-related achievement by putting your palms into the rice bin.] [The skill you acquired: Iron Sand Palm (Entry Level)] [You can upgrade the skill by repeating the activation step and maximizing its familiarity. Fortune favors the diligent. Hang in there! Work hard!] The corner of Ji Ruo’s mouth twitched. He had a feeling that his system was not really normal. After pondering for a moment, he picked up a stick and headed towards the paddy field nearby…

Zeng Jing transmigrated to the Xianxia world and acquired 4.6 billion years of cultivation by chance. Unfortunately, they were of no attribute. He did not know any mystical techniques or martial arts methods either. He could send all his opponents flying with a single punch. However, since he could not wield a sword or traverse the sky, he was not stylish at all! Thus, he had no choice but to seek a master who could teach him these techniques. The sect he wanted to join was destroyed except for two young girls. The younger of the two, a Loli and a crybaby, became the Sect Master because of her talents. “Sect Master, you don’t have to cry when the enemies come. Let me transfer 3,000 years of my cultivation to you, and you will be invincible.” Zeng Jing said to her.

Just some poetry from the heart~

At 29, Noura—a workaholic at a top gaming company—died in a car accident. Instead of fading away, she woke up in a parallel world , with one crucial difference: she’s now determined to pursue her long-neglected passion—cooking. With zero culinary knowledge of this world, Noura must adapt to her new life while honing her cooking abilities and building a small eatery from scratch. Through her struggles, she discovers her true purpose and the joy she’d always overlooked. But can she truly embrace this "second life" in peace? Or will it eventually feel as empty as her past existence? read it to find more about Indonesian dishes in Isekai!!

One day, A strange mist arose. A sixteen year old girl, named Assana, fell victim to this mist along with a few others. After a few weeks, some people gained magical powers. They were now able to control a specific element. These kids were sent to an academy to learn how to control their powers. Despite this, many students find it hard to control their newfound powers. However, Assana was special. She was able to control multiple elements. Bad people are after her power, and it’s her job to protect herself while she fulfills the prophesy. Follow Assana as she learns why she was chosen to fulfill the prophesy, the secrets of the mist and maybe even find love.

Neither gender oriented. Just a vent posts of mine from Tumblr that I posted to quotev and now here. These are vent posts.

Three beautiful and intelligent 16 year old girls do everything in their power to achieve their big dreams meant to be fulfilled anywhere in Europe. As they grow up turning 16, they get the feeling of wanting to explore everything under the shadow of the wild scene. They crave and long for tatoos which they were secretly, pressure of multiple piercings, they want to go out on trips and be adventurous, they host secret parties without their parent's knowledge. They feel ready to explore their sexual fantasies, they meet their lifetime partners, and decide to go for a trip, in the name of having fun and being adventurous, up until one of the guys gets his dick cut mistakenly under the name of fun!

It started on a lazy Sunday afternoon. Amelia and I were relaxing by our pool when a deep voice called from across the yard. “Hey, everyone!” Our neighbor Donald Stewards, a tall, sturdy widower in his forties, stood at the edge of our lawn, gardening shears in hand. Amelia, wearing a modest pink bikini that accentuated her voluptuous figure, instinctively ducked under the water. Later that evening, as I held my wife in bed, I teased her while moving inside her. “Did you notice Donald checking you out today?” She blushed. “You always imagine people staring at me.” “They do,” I whispered, thrusting deeper. “Especially him. The poor guy probably hasn’t seen action in years. You brightened his whole day.” Amelia’s breath quickened, her body responding with unexpected heat. “Tim… you’re terrible.” Weeks later, an accidental exposure through our bedroom window escalated everything. Then, A late-night visit to “help with a casserole” ended with Amelia’s hand wrapped around Donald’s enormous shaft, pumping him to a powerful climax while I secretly watched from the window. “Wow, Donald… you cum so much,” she whispered in awe. “Give me that large member!” she screamed. “I love it!”

Just the thoughts of a young author striving to be popular.

After being found and brought back by her wealthy family, Arabella Donovan has an unexpected awakening and discovers that the world she lives in is a mishmash of popular story tropes. Her eldest brother is the tragic guy in a melodramatic, angsty novel; Her second brother is the cannon fodder in an showbiz power-fantasy novel; Her third brother is the scapegoat who ends up with a criminal record in a doting teen romance; Her fourth sister is the vicious villainess in a 'real vs. fake heiress' story; And even her parents are just antagonistic background characters in some sweet, middle-aged romance. Arabella Donovan: This family is a complete collection of misfortunes. The word 'tragic' doesn't even begin to cover it. Her family, after hearing all of her inner thoughts: "..."