1. Enter Crystal
It wasn't just a tree trunk, it was a petrified tree trunk, worn smooth by the ages. _huh. must have gotten buried long ago, and eventually washed free of the muck. whatever, i'll take it.
The Chest
It had rusty hinges on the back, worn leather on the top, and bottom, with two leather handles on the side. it seemed ready to fall apart at any moment. "i've never seen you before" i mumbled to my self. i called for my mother, but no reply came.
EXTREMELY dirty socks, & the filth addicted catboy...
The catboy moving his mouth up to the toes of his socks, where with this bear, his big toes were sticking out & worn through a big hole in the ends of his socks.
Zootopia Park 1/??
"been a while since i've worn the blue on the outside. i don't think i've even worn it since my transfer." "well, it looks good on you." she said as she bounded off making me roll my eyes again.
Footrest
It reminds you of the well-worn boots he makes you take off of his feet, and how much hard work he puts himself through to keep the physique he has.
450 Marking Her Territory
#10 of sythkyllya 400-499 the age of worn bronze confused?
Their Love
Few of them looked upward, and none of them paid much attention to the worn top of the library. if anyone had done so, they would have seen a raven soaring towards it. "hey! 'sup!"
An Early Christmas, Part 1
No sooner than this happened a worn-down blue truck started pulling up the street, slowing as it got closer to mr. roder's group.
Sky Ocean Chapter 4
Gar threw off his thin, well worn sheet and noticed he was covered in sweat. the sun had yet to rise and he was already burning up. chancing a quick sniff at his unclothed torso his head reeled back in revulsion. shower... he decided.
The Sidewinder
A well worn track in the floor follows along the bar to the back screen door. the scents tell another story though.
Ghost Story
Happy with the placement he bends down to pick up his worn red and black leather jacket, throwing it over his shoulders and raising them so the jacket sits correctly over his large frame.
The Junkyard Dogs: New Potential
A baseball cap with the company's logo sat on his head, bill worn low and obscured his eyes. "uh the lady at the front desk told me that y'all were out back and to find ya," shawn said. "she did now?"