Jagg, a member of the Kobolds, Melee Damager, was running on his last bits of health, trapped into a corner with his spear held out in front of him, knowing that one hit would prove fatal and then he would die, would disappoint his player who had full control over him.

The enemy continued to stare at him while he finished off another character, one of Jagg's friends, Kobolock, also one of the Kobolds, a Healer, fell to the ground his healing potion he would always hold in his hand breaking onto the floor as his body joined him.

Acting on full instinct Jagg thrusted his spear forward and depleted the rest of the enemy's HP bar gauge and thus ensuring victory for the player, the last thought being on his mind to avenge his friend Kobolock.

thanks so much!

They keep telling me,over and over, that it doesn't mean anything --she's an animal, she's not human, she's just acting on instinct, stop reading so much into it.

Well, to them I just have this to say -- so what if she's only acting on instinct?

Any creature that can sense when you're upset and soothe you with touch and soft meowing and settle against your side with a soft rumble of a purr and suddenly you're feeling better and not as anxious or worried --- if that's just instinct, then God bless instincts!

Great one!

He knows he doesn’t have to put Kristen into a cab because she’s an FBI agent, she can take care of herself but they’re the only two who made it out to case closed drinks and his instinct is to be a gentleman, so that’s what he’s going to do - it’s nothing to do with the light in her eyes and the light in her smile and the sound of her laugh, nothing at all.

He knows he’s lying to himself and that becomes abundantly clear when they’re standing on the street facing each other, looking into each other’s eyes and the laughter fades but her smile doesn’t, when the light in her eyes changes to something else entirely and his every instinct screams at him to lean in and kiss her and so that’s exactly what he does, no consideration, no thought, no conscious decision, just instinct.

Her lips are soft and warm and curled up in that same smile as they move against his, her hands warm as they wind around his neck, play with the hair at the nape of his neck and make him shiver - for a first kiss, it’s pretty damn spectacular and Jubal knows it’s going to go down in history as the best decision he never made.

ADULT THEMES!!!

X-Men, Sabertooth/Wolverine




"We're only actin' on instinct," Creed growled, his tongue flashing out between deadly fangs to lick Logan's throat. The hard man beneath him howled as he bit him, ripping his skin. They were only acting on instinct, but Logan knew the whole team, his family, would disown him if they caught him allowing this -- still, no matter how hard he fought it or how much he feared their reactions, he couldn't help forcing Creed over and forcing himself deep within him.



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She stiffened at his touch, despite knowing he’d never hurt her, not ever. But she’d been fooled one too many times to not let the old instinct take over. Finally, however, she knew it was okay, safe, to let her guard down.