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Scene: Cuddle-Time Chaos!

DIO: I've already shared my blanket with Kakyoin, too. Polnareff must be snuggled up somewhere... Hah. But it doesn't matter. You're next, Jotaro!

JOTARO: You big softy, DIO!

DIO: Oh? You're approaching me? Instead of running away, you're coming right to me? Even though your grandpa, Joseph, told you all my best tickle spots, like an exam student scrambling to remember all the answers bef… Read more

Dear Sarah,

Your last comment was 3 days ago. You use your phone about 3-4 hours daily. You have a boyfriend, and possibly are in the field of medicine, although I can't be sure. You're right handed. (By "possibly" in the field of medicine I mean you don't seem to be in it yet, but you may be working towards it.) Ok, so you're definitely not in the field yet and are most likely in high school. You like horror, and y… Read more

Once upon a time, there was a girl named Lucy, who was known for one peculiar thing: she could not stop farting. It wasn’t just an occasional squeak or puff—it was a full-on symphony of noises, each more unpredictable than the last.

It all started one Saturday morning when Lucy was helping her mother bake cookies. As they mixed the dough, Lucy felt the pressure building. She tried to hold it in, but the more she foc… Read more

Prologue + chapter one. Is it all a dream? Charlie knight Thank you to my Editor, Agustas. Is it all a Dream? Charlie Knight Introduction

I remember when I first died. I have no idea how this dream became a reality. Is it a reality?

I was running from something... Something evil, but from what? It was hard to remember. Struggling, I kept running. Soon the hall came to an end. Quickly, I ran into a room, diving … Read more

1944, October 7: An uprising happens in Birkenau, destroying machines that murdered many Jews. 1948, May 14, the UN declares that the Mandatory State of Palestine is replaced by Eretz Yisrael, or, the Land of Israel. On that day, all the surrounding countries launched a ruthless attack, and spawned a wave of minor terror acts. The terror acts grew after the 6-day war in 1967. 1973, October 7: Yom Kippur; On this date… Read more

Opal, our friend and community member has been suffering many problems surrounding wje. First off, her mom discovered this site, and felt she needed to 'protect' her from it, and in the process, made a huge split between them. Over the period of Opal not being able to be on, her mom has verbally abused her, assuming that many accounts, including Leo, Ingenious and a large assortment of others, despite obvious evidenc… Read more

Hello, my name is Brenda. Imagine for a second that you’re me: An adult orphan kicked out of foster care at the tender age of 18. No family. No money. No love. Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide from the big bad world suddenly at your feet. Forced to grow-up practically overnight or face homelessness and extreme adversity.

Fucked, in every sense of the world.

Then, imagine, you’re somehow able to beat the odds and get… Read more

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update on mr creep (mr. c)

he continues to make me uncomfortable. i have shown signs of feeling like he needs to go away, but he doesn't seem to take a hint. plus when i ask him for help w my work he crouches down on both knees right next to me, so close that when i turn i am afraid that i will be met with him and his pedo face. I do lean away, but he doesn't take the hint.

ofc, my math teacher will say that this is bullcrap. i did report him to one of my teachers, so lets see how that goes.

What do you think?

I was driving, driving to the hospital. I'd only be asleep for a year. Only a year, right? “It'd be too late to back out now” I thought to myself. So I just kept driving. Soon the sky went dark, and all cars had headlights. It wasn't much longer until I arrived at St.nicks hospital. Once I finally did, it was definitely too late to back out, so I went inside. I went to dr.Foreman’s office. “Jackie!” I heard from be… Read more

Story introduction.

Is it all a dream? Charlie Knight ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I remember when I first died. I have no idea how this dream became a reality. Is it a reality? --------------------------------------------------------------------------… Read more

I MET MY ONLINE WIFE IRL OMG ND NOW SHES ME IRL WIFE I RAN TO HER TRIPPED ON HER DRESS TOLD HER IMA WORSHIP HER SHE PULLED ME UP I HUGGED HER GAVE HER GIFTS AND THEN A BIT LATER WE JS TALKED ALOT RANOMYL ND I GAVE HER MY HOODIE GETTIN IT BACK FRIDAY AND I FKAE PURPOSED GETTING HER THE RING NEXT WEEK OFFC NDNDND AT THE END I DNACED WITH HER AT THE DANCE AND I HUGGED HER FOR LIKE A MIN AND SHE WANTED ME TO LET GO BUT I DIND TUNTIL SHE TOLD ME SHE LOVED ME AND THEN SHE LEFT ND WE HAVE MATHCING BRACELETS ND I CAN TELL ME ND HER ARE GOING TO BE CLOSE LIKE CLOSE God shes like, my fave person now, replaced everyone iveever ever lost.

You will never be a real woman. You have no womb, you have no ovaries, you have no eggs. You are a homosexual man twisted by drugs and surgery into a crude mockery of nature’s perfection. All the “validation” you get is two-faced and half-hearted. Behind your back people mock you. Your parents are disgusted and ashamed of you, your “friends” laugh at your ghoulish appearance behind closed doors. Men are utterly repul… Read more

ATTENTION WJE: THE 2024 MOD VOTE HAS OFFICIALLY COME TO A CLOSE! THE NEWEST MOD OF WJE WILL BE...

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CONGRATULATIONS!!! WE LOOK FORWARD TO HAVING YOU ON THE TEAM!

Once upon a time in the deepest depths of hell, Alastor, known as "The Radio Demon," found himself feeling uncharacteristically bored. As a sadistic demon with a penchant for chaos, it was rare for Alastor to experience such an emotion. However, his mischievous nature compelled him to seek out something that could bring pleasure to his twisted soul.

Eying his retrofitted radio booth, Alastor's eyes flickered with a … Read more