Twisted Night: Epilogue part 1
Like a ghoulish shadow he slid under the nightmare, cutting the creature like an organ filled piñata. he rose, smacking aside theren's desperate last response. he'd try to not enjoy plunging a bladed arm right down his deserving throat.
A Bunny's Conversion - Chapter One
I can choose to flex my claws here and shred you open like a little pinata, slice your throat open from under your chin to your broken pussy, and there's nothing you can do about it. and you know what'll happen afterwards?"
3:8 The Best Laid Plans
"until you're hanging like a piñata, i don't want to hear about it." he followed up in his dark tone. still focusing on her work, jenna pecked at a few of the keys on the blackwell. "hey, _i'm_ the computer geek.
Conflicted
"so does this mean next time i come over i'm getting hung from the ceiling and beat like a cheap piñata?" lo-lo asked. they both got a snicker out of that, then tez reached into his night stand drawer and pulled out a pre-rolled pinner joint.
Showdown
The deep, sensual drawl of the thick australian accent lolled out of those thick, pillowy lips, words all hardened with distaste as the blood pinata added contrast to the bi-color hide. "oi, the fuck is all this?"
Nights of Firefall: Chapter 1
-macabre piñata party!
Brandon's Big Break
He held it together just enough to get through the next two days of rehearsals, of getting his nutbag smacked around like a birthday pinata, and it was opening night. the finish line wasn't too far off now, and it meant only one kick per show.
Pokemon - Tale Of The Guardian Master - CH 94
And trying to grab at him almost like a piñata. "h-hey!! p-put me down!! q-quit it!!" he panicked, only for alicia to turn his face towards her's with an agitated glare. "you. talk.
Bahamut's Light: Chapter 24
“it has pinatas and everything.” axton beamed. “those were _my_ idea.” “and you’re certain this is needed? this party?” arcturus rubbed the back of his neck as he strode around veledar. “could we not have our own, quiet get together?”
Wet Cement: Chapter 13
"what good is this if we're just going to get smacked out of the air like soggy piñata?" flatface didn't miss a beat. "you cannot evade what you cannot see, sir.
Dirty Laundry. Chapter Seventeen.
Knocked unconscious to be locked up in some random room underground, strung up like a piñata for others to point and laugh at. hopefully, not to hit. “the fuck!” he said again, louder this time. “where are my clothes, you perverted mother fuckers!”
Omnipocalypse: Reign of Rats: Yeen Queen II
- pinatas! - presents!