Graystripe x Silverstream
The forest around them fell back into silence, a mute witness to their visceral connection, as they cuddled, letting the outside world fade away in the intimacy of their union.
Moments of Transition
These furs never would've lasted five seconds in his universe ... the teasing there, and the taunting there ... was far more ... visceral. but not always for the better. pyro's smile turned to a frown. remembering how he'd been teased.
Of Dumplings and Dumps
The reaction was visceral, irrational, based on memories of bullies long past.
Happenstance
He was again the intimidating alien warrior that had so efficiently and viscerally brutalized dark kat's minions not so long ago. it looked like he was back to his more serious self.
Black Meridian 26: Closed Circle
A direct feed for visceral immediacy, amorphous consciousness mainlined intravenously. above, four perfectly reflective spheres hover, sinister stars dancing with oblivion, fast and slow, rotational orbits impossible to predict.
Cheating Death: Chapter 2
His fingers dug hard against the table top at the visceral memory. he only was shocked out of it by the sound of scraping claws that tore through the wood.
Chapter 3: The Unfolding Truth
As they walked through this phantom cityscape, each of them experienced vivid flashes of memory, as real and visceral as the day they had lived them.
Forged By Ice
It looked the same to her eyes but somehow the power of it impinged upon her vision and her senses in a very visceral way.
UTOverse: Glamorous Alien Rock & Roll part 10 (Final)
He could quite viscerally see the horror she felt, robot face notwithstanding. “what?" mae pined. “we'll always need you! what kind of friends would we be if we thought we didn't need you?" “she just means career wise, you dolts." cass laughed.
Thrown Back: Chapter 12
It was a visceral fear that had no basis in experience and every basis in instincts that had remained in any person no matter how much they evolved.
The Three Musketeers - Chapter 1.3
The moment i saw the upright wooden stakes, i knew i’d regret this decision—but the sight before me was so viscerally shocking that i couldn’t move a muscle, as if my feet had taken root.
Nestine Capabilities 2: Plastic Gazebo Of Horror
To gags at a sinkage level wanting to vomit, that me made me slip too head deep as thee wide gaping lid was half up to closing sealable this one human boy away in a confined gazebo of non flow's blacken blue bin bags trash heap around me clawing at my visceral