The Price of Becoming a Tattoo Master

It was a food stand, and it seemed like they were serving some sort of pastry in the shape of a fish- taiyaki, she thinks it's called? it was hard to remember, but the term for it definitely started with a t.

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Israed's Will - Chapter 2

"just sayin'..." he muttered, grabbing another pastry to hide behind. before anyone else could say anything though, there came a knock on the door, the house steward appearing through it. "yes aminta?"

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Winter Breeze Ch. 2

Today, i'll be going to the arcade to visit shin-kun's mini pastry shop.

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Blown Cover

He had mashed up that pastry into the ram's ass crack, making it a mess of beef, veggies and crumbly pastry. the guards looked expectantly at piko. piko was hungry; this much was true.

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Moonlight Sonata: Prologue, Four Tickets

She flipped the steaming pastry, landing it on a small napkin she had laying out. lyra sighed.

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Lord of arms-Character info

William murasama mcknight age:15 occupation: student species: white tiger werebeast element: water specialty: sword& martial arts technique idea: omnis mundi, infinitas imago(twin swords) likes: warm weather, reading, pastries dislikes: coffee, rain

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WIP: The Blacksmith

My breads are well known in the village, as well as my pastries. everyone gets their cakes from me, and if i do say so myself, i have also made many a wedding cake. but let me get back to our smithy.

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Happy Halloween

They were gathered at a feast table like the ones used by the puritanical pilgrims of fabled aged, and norman was laying on it, naked and covered with holiday pastries.

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The Zoruas

He'd taken it out once, on malachi, but felt so bad for him afterwards that he bought him a pastry as an apology. a treat, since tristan only allowed one a week nowadays.

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The Devil's Deal - Part Three - Finale

"i am not so easily fooled by a soft touch, a kind word, and pastries! you think you have the look of a mercenary? where are your scars, where's the dead fury in your eyes?

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Independent: Chapter 13

As they finished up, oliver entered the apartment once more carrying a box of sandwiches, pastries and some hot drinks. "lunch time!" announced the tabby brightly.

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Illusions of Grandeur - Chapter 3

The pastry tasted like nothing she'd ever eaten, the outside rich and crispy, the inside a mix of salty savory meat and a heavily spiced gravy that lingered on her tongue, flavoring each breath.

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