The Raging Hounds III: Wildfire
Then, out of nowhere, the angry barking of a heavy machine gun filled the air, the bright lines of tracer bullets splitting the darkness like fans made of light. on instinct the hounds hugged the ground, bullets whizzing and zipping past them.
Ch. 6. Male Bonding
After leo had clad himself, imara handed him a fan made of peacock tail feathers mounted on a pole. "you will make yourself useful by shading me as we walk." "yes, mistress," leo said.
(~3~) To Accept Some Loss
I will use goannan frequently in reference to the two main characters in the story that are of this fan-made race. **(~3~) to accept some loss** fox was asleep.
More than a Companion II
I admired the pretty little decorations that her fans made until i heard a voice clear itself down nearby. raising an eyebrow, i saw that bianca was sprawled across the bed with a large smile that her muzzle could barely contain.
Wylde Fyre - Chapter Two
As smile crept onto her muzzle at the memory of her beloved grandma, now sadly gone, and it was enough to distract her from the boredom as the ceiling fan made another rickety rotation.
A Trainer's Tale - Chapter 20
The tail was like a fan made of stone feathers that stretched behind the statue. there was obvious care for these statues, for the stone didn't show any kind of abuse or neglect. some statues were decorated with flowers.
Fang Struck
This is done as a fan-made project with an artist from fa (wolframkyo) who is depicting these scenes with her characters.
Disease
The fan made me feel like a giant spider was hanging over the room. sure enough, shawn and i spent part of the evening before supper messing around. shawn stopped me early, after only the second blow job, saying, "you should leave room for supper."
Conventional Roleplaying
"they're fan-made, too," her boyfriend said, pointing to them. "this is gonna be great." "what do you think, should we get a few personal couples-pictures?"
The Missing Lynx, Part IV
Her other servant immediately picked up a broad fan made from beaten and flattened strips of bark, and obediently set to fanning her. that made her feel a little better.
Helping Hands
The cheering, chanting rushball fans made up the bulk of it, creating a stormy sea of claret that from tomas' chest, i didn't have a hope in hell of seeing out from. the heat and the noise overwhelmed everything.
The Breaking Point
The ceiling fan made of clouds that rainbow dash brought in was still creating a gentle breeze.