Ron Weasley's Newfound Love
"who knew some licorice wands would come in handy," said terry with a smug grin, "gotcha!" draco's eyes widen in pure horror as he realized he was tricked.
Halloween Tales: The Party (Collab TF-write)
“as long as it doesn’t taste like licorice.” he huffed. the bartender chuckled. “no it shouldn’t taste like that.” he replied moving towards the cabinet and starting to peruse things. he closed the one and opened another.
The Journey of Chloe Wintermane
The lord adjusted his collar and drank down the anisette as if it were water, not even flinching at the bittersweet licorice-y liqueur. "and in service of what - handing your own people, your own species to your betters, to the empire?
Ron Weasley's Newfound Love
"who knew some licorice wands would come in handy," said terry with a smug grin, "gotcha!" draco's eyes widen in pure horror as he realized he was tricked.
RedTails : The Paddled Princess Chapter 02 - Party Crasher
With one arm firmly holding the skunk's bushy tail out of the way and against his back, arlin gave the boy's soft, vulnerably exposed licorice and whipped cream-furred musk end a few tentative light pats with the paddle.
Hyena's Hackles
He brought the package to his nose and sniffed, catching the scent of orange cream and black licorice. the smell reminded him of a flavor of ice cream he’d had as a child and disliked. he scrunched his face at it and returned it to its place.
First Impressions Chapter 7.
"no choice now, but i am going to look like a pissing dragon shaped ice cream sundae with licorice sticks on top!" he laughed to himself. he gently slipped the shirt over his wings, and found the collar was too big as well.
Progression
Her scales were shiny as if polished, and when she spoke, one might see she had a rather red mouth, with breath always smelling of licorice.
Silver-tongue Chapter 4: Substantia nigra
His mane, a trademark of all african equids, jutted up like a mohawk and looked like red and white licorice sticks standing upright in a floral-like pattern.
Softie's Stabled Relationship
The bunny in the informal white silk blouse and black jeans leaned back into his much nicer red leather padded chair to get comfortable as he nibbled on a piece of cherry licorice with adorable spasmodic wiggles of his whiskers, trying to talk as he ate.
A Dracomorph
Have you heard about this new kind of licorice?" “um, no?" “they call it 'ocean flavor'."
The Rescue
"yuccch," she groaned as she drank the mint tea, "that tasted like a licorice swamp. is that what mute tastes like all the time?"