Junk in the Trunk
bones, clothes, the remnants of what used to be a person now reduced to steaming piles of shit. "fucking hell, what a mess! i can't believe you're a pain in the ass even after yer already dead!"
Flesh, Blood, and Bone
I worked together with Tim to make this story, so half the credit goes to him respectively. (Thanks Tim!) This takes place a while after the 'Hell and back' and the previous DBB chapter. All characters made by Tim are his intellectual property, NEITHER...
Burying the Magic Bone
"is my puppy ready for her bone?" gilbert teased light-heartedly. his wife chuckled, a strange noise coming from her transformed body. there was a feral look in her eyes. "whrrooo said i was the one getting the bone?"
T-Bone's Turmoil
Of course, turmoil kept t-bone locked away in the underground labs that her people operated, knowing that they had other uses for the talented pilot.
A Bone Borrowed (XXX)
# **a bone borrowed** (xxx) the exertion of our sparring and the eventual finale left me in a weird state. if it had been a hunt, then the climax would have been to make the killing blow. a regular fight would have left me too tired to be annoyed.
Worked Hard To The Bone
As it left his body there was some abatement in the fiercest pains in his body but the unkind sensation of melting flesh, aching bones, and throbbing meat persisted.
These Old Bones
The old wolf stumbled his way towards his bedroom, cane in one paw, the candle in the other. His joints ached from the storm that raged outside. His caretaker was already snoozing in their room by the sound of muffled snoring nearby....
Give A Doe A Bone
She bleated again, but this time with a more distressed sound as the bones of her skull creaked like the trunk of a tree on a windy day. her face stretched a bit longer and her entire skull a bit bigger.
Blood and Dirt and Bone
Named for the trivium song 'through blood and dirt and bone', you might notice why (it's pretty shallow, there's not a ton of meaning here).
But She Wasn't In Heat!
It was very much bare-bones, but people didn’t _really_ come here just to have their cars washed, after all. they came because of who was washing them, and quite often, for the secretive “special service”.
Midnight Bone (WIFWOLF)
bone breath!" \>"racist!"
Giving a Hypnotized Wolf a Bone
It was a weak and lacking display, and bones couldn't help chuckling as atris flattened his ears and looked up in pleading. "don't...please don't, bones... **not again!