Failed Containment- Chapter 9: Punitive Protocol 451-19
Keep it unfrozen long enough it'll spout damn near poetic about how it's going to bite you into two hundred and twenty two pieces. slowly." "interesting..." the bat said, returning his attention to the creature.
Office Hours ~ Part 2 [Sketch]
_more than that,_ he remembered saying, and thinking it quite poetic. _basically all of my experience with girls? like, y'know... in bed?
Listen to your Heart
He replied to shadow, in his beautiful, heavily poetic voice, "i don't know where your going and i don't know why, but listen to your heart." "i love you." shadow said quietly. sonic stopped his action, and asked, "what did you say."
Welcome to My Parlor
"more poetic justice, i think." ignoring his barb, she said, "if you won't come out, know i'm far better at waiting than you." wait she did, perhaps a quarter hour. when he did move however it came fast.
Sirius: Book Two - Battlefields: Chapter 7 - The Lyrii
I'm going to begin using such poetic meaning and vivid descriptions again, as my style has been slipping as of late. it's 11:10 pm here, and i'm off to sleep. please, comment, let me know how much you love and hate my story.
The Volunteer Maiden, Chapter Nine
His poetic compliments alone were enough to fill her with overwhelming warmth, but it was much more than his words.
Trick or treat: Chapter 10 (Patreon Premium)
Then lets pit our abilities against one another," she waxed poetic and made a graceful twirl in the air, her bushy tail flicking about like a trailing banner behind her. malek's ears perked at her offer and he snickered.
Homework Cuddles
Combined with his poetic expertise, it had been brought up once or twice that he could have a more lofty career if he so desired, but it was final: wrestling it would be.
The Second Door
_let the road to truth be the middle course,_some faintly poetic thought in him suggested. he moved to the door he had chosen and touched the knob as if testing to see if a stove were hot.
The Lead Crown, Chapter 1-6: Malcom
"one group of men wore a soft purple... like the color of the sun setting on the ocean." her words were poetic, which made sense coming from keiara, who had been training for years to become one of the valley tribe's story tellers. "ilyse."
No End, No Beginning
This latest piece is another one more for poetics then extended story. i hope you all enjoy it. **special thanks:** this story is based on the song by the poets of the fall of the same title.
Blue Crimson Chapter 2
Back to the northeast, daylight was beginning to fade over the horizon, lighting the sky with colors of orange and red... a beautiful sight, and poetic end. when night came, so did the striking of the first blow of the conflict.