Barista Blues: Closing to Open
What a goldfish he was, he'd been so caught up with the cafe, he forgot to check up on news of his younger brother since this morning!
Ankha's Relief.
"toss that goldfish back into the lake. it's not hard." "why would you want that?" maurice asks, clenching his bowl. "the fish looks poor: it's making our home feel like a peasant's, which i don't want."
Reflection of the Cat
Contrarily, the uneasy cat motioned away from the harmless goldfish, still wary of the foreign creature. it didn't resemble an exactly menacing foe to the feline, but nonetheless caution seemed necessary.
The over indulgance of Mr. Wolf
He was the fattest wolf in the entire western hemisphere, he bulged out of his suit like a whale in a goldfish bowl. the glossy black fur stuck out through the button holes on his shirt and vest, and his button and fly were unzipped to allow the great globe
Behind Yellow Eyes: Chapter 21
It killed off most of its forward velocity twisting and turning like a goldfish trying to avoid a piranha.
Ode to a Goldfish
**ode to a goldfish** by ephemeral\_dreams oh how the road twists and turns, amalgam of cruel fate and selfish decisions. yet another held back, unable to be voiced for fear, or is it really?
Alphabet Challenge 2018 - Y is for Yards of Yourself
She also says that when i was made, god left out the stereotypical cunning of a fox, and put in a goldfish instead. i'm not sure exactly what she meant by that, but i like goldfish. they're gold, and... y'know, fishy too, which is neat. oh.
Iconoclast reboot part 3
A small pool had fat goldfish swimming around, and she whispers "decoration, not snacks!" as a sandy-furred khajiit girl in rainbow robes emerges from a doorway, smiling- "ah, ma'kari of to'khari, and... a man. interesting company.
Foxhunt
An empty radiator grieving but not moving woke up this morn, got up, idea was on my plate no time to contemplate reach for the moon a sordid imagery forced within my face undid time counting days, countless nights independent time erased, glass goldfish
Crackers Don't Matter
Adelaide opened her muzzle to say something more, but shut it, sighing ... looking back to the cheddar-cheese (goldfish) cracker trail. it led right up to the warp core.
Off Limits
Peering down into the bulging eyes of the fox, lily beamed as his muzzle opened and closed wordlessly like a goldfish. "next time you hire me... i'll play whatever games you want me to if it helps you last longer.
Forcibly Fisted
There was no way for him to twist away, throat tightening as he gaped like a goldfish, and her arm wormed its ruthless, brutal way deeper and deeper, stretching him out and out and out. “too much for you?"