Azralie the lost city. (Colab with wolvinedragon.)
Sighing, i cut the connection, put some mellow jazz on the speakers and cut power to the screen. as i got up, i was reminded of yet another task i had to complete before i could partake of my upcoming feast.
Azralie: Part One
Sighing, i cut the connection, put some mellow jazz on the speakers and cut power to the screen. as i got up, i was reminded of yet another task i had to complete before i could partake of my upcoming feast.
The Room of Rouge
The door clicked softly before opening, bringing in the smell of cigars and jazz along with it. and.....her. the small figure of a vixen started to approach me.
(Teaser) High on Life Chapter 2 - Getting Carried away.
jazz - [whoops~ ????] me - [kluts.] work feels a little less dull today as i do a little chatting with jazz in between requests.
A Boy, His Goo, and His Sister, Too
Make sure to leave comments, vote, and all that jazz. :d * * * "back so soon, squirt?" ugh, thought the young fox as he walked back in the door and regarded his sister with menace at the use of his nickname.
Rossy and the Train
Warning: contains scat, watersports, public humilation, magic scat, all that jazz. if you do not like any of those things then (obviously) do not read this story on a busy afternoon, rossy the deer boarded a busier train.
Secrets and Lies chapter 3
jazz was the next of them to speak up, "kai, how did you get out of all this with not even a single scratch on you while the rest of us are cut up and bruised?" kai looked at jazz and frowned, "because i'm not normal jazz.
Rock Dog: According to You
"jazz." she hadn't had any good examples of it in her personal collection, but they'd picked up a few for cheap at the vendors downtown. "cool jazz, specifically." he nodded, considered the stereo for a moment, then turned back to her.
Lucked Out - Thursday Prompt Story [#6, 09/2/23]
Drum and bass... in a jazz centered event? that can't be right, grian thought. had he just imagined that?
Distractions in the Kitchen
Their breathing intermingled into the only sounds in the room besides the swirling notes of jazz from the kitchen. the zipper of her dress slowly drew down and away from beneath her apron, the canine let out a soft coo.
The Lugia Trainer: Introduction
"oh... when i was young pup was the one who uncle jazz sent to get me for lunch or supper and he would reach me then go back and lick 3 times on there hands. they will understand."
Inner Dilemma
Please comment with any constructive criticisms, if you liked it, if you didn't like it, all that jazz. i wasn't planning on continuing this, but if you want to, i'll try to.