Creamed
Icecream into a bucket, they was hanging under the counter. before long scotty sat before the bank of machines that churned out the soft dairy confection. he suckled the chocolate hose while he pulled the vannila handle down. two hoses at once for the classic
Send Moon Pics!!! - A Werewolf Short
I remembered a classic data acquisition method. one from the cold war playbook. "new phone, who dis?" i asked a pause. donk! a picture. of a massive snoot and two yellow eyes against a camera. my guy looked about 45.
A Bountiful Bet 2
He shrugged as he plated himself up a slice of classic cheesecake, smiling at the smell of the butter-graham crust, the almost-there taste of the classic sweet-vanilla flavor that was blended all the way through the cheesecake, and all the subtle flavors that
A female Virishian day
It was a classic school subject, to study our past and learn from mistakes and triumphs.
A Lucky Lady
Kezhon remembered sitting in the quiet, dim italian restaurant, the most classic and admittedly boring place to pick for a first date. he couldn't stop his hand from quivering.
Table for Two
The light of the club dimmed bathing the room in a cool blue light, the classic style disco ball sending aqua rays onto the walls and moving bodies in electrical waves to make a optical ocean.
To Claim A Boy by Rekhit
He was fine with bodies, and this would be in classical greek in appearance; a bull's head on a human's body. but that of course meant doing the head itself, to try and draw it without it coming out rubbish.
Getting into character
"it's a classic though," vincent mentioned. samuel nodded and seemed thoughtful for a second. "hmmm. maybe something classic would be good.
Move with the music
She took her favorite out, the one that was a mix of her dj music with a more classical bass at the end, she blushed. she knew exactly who the classical artist was, a certain mare by the name octavia harmonic.
Fruit Snacks
A hand towel was wetted in the sink, humming along to the classical music streaming from the radio while he squeezed out excess water. when he turned back to the juicer, an eyebrow quirked in confusion.
Parenthesis
'what is a classic?' one of the lovers asks the other. 'a classic,' comes the reply, 'is a basic canid situation.' and so it is: the protagonist of all stories is really the same, deep down; it's the everyman, it's all of us.
A High Tail Hall Christmas Carol part 2
#3 of high tail hall fanfiction part 2 of the retelling of a christmas classic in the high tail hall setting there are quite a few people who still think high tail hall is dead and abandoned, so i figured this would be a good opportunity to advertise a really