Okami - Light and Dark
_just a stroke of luck that he even brushed against me,_ she thought, lifting her tail to interrupt his next lunge with a celestial slash of ink. no one could outrun her brush!
The Tattoo That Started It All
It only took a few more pokes and ink injections and the tattoo was finally completed. after inspecting his handiwork, the tattoo artist put down the tattoo gun. it looked alright, the image shimmering with fresh ink.
Dragon In The Comic Book Shop.
Dead ink. i hadn’t been in months. i usually swung by on shopping days if i had the time. most of the time i didn’t buy anything. just looked at expensive figures and booster packs.
Revaramek the Resplendent: Chapter Sixty Eight
When vakaal realized that might be the way _his_ story ended, dying here alongside his poor father, he broke down into tears, crying into the ink.
What You Think You Need.
"i can get them but the ink just doesn't set right." he stated pointing at the first two. "this last one was getting closer though." "uh, i can't tell the difference."
Indelible, part eight
It was as dark as shadow, as black as ink. he wore the collar, still, but the leash was somewhere else, in another universe. the leash, he remembered, had also been ink-black. he swallowed and felt a faint hope well up from within.
Chapter 2 - The Novelist's Desire
Sasha had asked his father to collect him some more paper, ink and quills from the university.
Santa Leo
And the nose at the end was black and had a heavy ink line. i shrugged and pushed it down his cock anyway. the tip pressed to the back of my throat and i swallowed it until my new nose touched the base of his bush.
Spirit Bound: Chapter Eighty-Six
Muireann was waiting by the two easels set up in one corner; she'd set up his ink and favourite brush and had her apron on over her dress along with some paint on her palette. the ink and paints were partially dried out.
The Fox General: Twin Spots
Izil shot his tongue out, stopping just short of licking his ink-stained thumb after thinking better of it. "i just doomed more fennecs with a dab of ink than i ever did with a sword! gods, the raids we used to do feel like mere child's play!"
Inkstained
His vision came back in time, though slightly blurred, and he held his hands out in front of his face to witness the ink strains for himself.
Mr. Mordaut - Hands-On Lecture
Phillip's stunned silence was shared by the rest of his classmates, the sounds of papers shuffling and ink bottles opening having abruptly ceased. mr.