Humor

The Silent War the World Is Already Fighting
The Silent War the World Is Already Fighting When people think about war, they imagine soldiers, tanks, and explosions. But today, some of the most dangerous battles are happening quietly—without gunfire, without borders, and often without the public even noticing. This is the age of cyber warfare, and it has already changed how nations compete for power.
By Wings of Time 8 days ago in Fiction
The Animal Companion Corporation. Content Warning.
Congratulations. You have survived: Chapter One: Breeding Chapter Two: The Pains of Pregnancy Chapter Three: Why?! - Steps to Losing Your Regret of Having a Child Chapter Four: Your Life is Still Over - Hello, Infancy! Chapter Five: Stop Eating That! - Oh, That Toddler! Chapter Six: Childhood - Peaceful Chapter Seven: Childhood - OMFG, WHY DID I WANT CHILDREN?!
By Luna Jordan8 days ago in Fiction
Immortality Pill Failure
Putin woke up after the injection, looked in the mirror, and dialed a number in panic, "Masha, I don't think this immortality pill works the way it's supposed to! Are you sure about the dosage?"
By Lana V Lynx9 days ago in Fiction
Move
Old soul, I’m really worried. What happens when an old soul disappears? That’s a good question young soul. Nobody knows for sure but many of us believe very strongly they move on to another stage of existence called life.
By Nick Westerman9 days ago in Fiction
PACO Calling TACO - 8
"Hello, Donald?" "Yes, Vladimir? We are on full-name basis again?" "Yes, I'm so mad at you!" "Why, Vladimir? What did I do?"
By Lana V Lynx9 days ago in Fiction
Peanut Butter Sandwiches
“I know that there was a big church here?” “Used to be?” “Yes, used to be, before…” “Yea, before… come on let’s keep moving, it’s starting to get dark.”
By Raine Fielder10 days ago in Fiction
Everyone Is Immortal
Intoduction This is for Lana V Lynx's "Immortality, Granted!" Challenge, which you can check out here: These are the opening lines:
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 11 days ago in Fiction
Per My Last Breakdown
“Don’t touch that, Mark.” “I’m touching it.” “Of course you are.” “You don’t own the copier, Claire.” “I own the consequences of you touching the copier.”
By Annie11 days ago in Fiction
A Practical Instruction for Making Morning Coffee, with Notes on Survival
Objective To produce one cup of coffee sufficient to restore basic function, memory, and the illusion that today will be manageable. This schedule assumes ordinary equipment and an extraordinary level of dependence.
By Annie11 days ago in Fiction
How to Maintain a Municipal Clock That No Longer Tells the Time
Purpose: This manual will guide you through the routine maintenance of a municipal clock that has ceased to measure hours and instead measures something less cooperative. Follow each instruction carefully. Deviations may result in nostalgia, minor civic unrest, or the quiet return of someone you thought had left for good.
By Annie11 days ago in Fiction
(Chapter 2) While running a TRPG campaign as the DM with my friends, we suddenly got transported into the game world—becoming the very characters we had carefully designed, in a world whose entire setting was created by me!!!. Content Warning.
Chapter 2 Traveling along The Trade Way, this seemingly ordinary caravan concealed a dark undercurrent. The Caravan Master, a bald man named Garrick, ostensibly transported spices and silk from the south. However, the carriage reinforced with Ironwood and enchanted with a deceptive Anti-Magic Field—which was merely a shoddy silence ward—held the true cargo: freeborn maidens destined for the underground black markets of Skullport in Tidegate.
By Rikah Pan (Jeremiah)11 days ago in Fiction
(Chapter 1) While running a TRPG campaign as the DM with my friends, we suddenly got transported into the game world—becoming the very characters we had carefully designed, in a world whose entire setting was created by me!!!. Content Warning.
Chapter 1 It was a night thick with the mockery of fate, the air heavy with the artificial tang of cheap snacks and the sickly-sweet mist of bursting soda bubbles.
By Rikah Pan (Jeremiah)11 days ago in Fiction