Illusions
It's logs are a rich brown, but slightly mismatch in color and size. the handle is silver and shiny, and the husky opens the ebony black door for me. his hand has a tattoo on it. it's a red ankh, and almost appears to glow.
The Storm Wolf: Tranquil waters - chapter 10 - Cirrus clouds 10.5
And even if dawn gave you everything she knows, using psychic abilities to patch up bodies would be a complete mismatch for you, like trying to cut an emerald without using an asscher cut." the dragon shuddered as if disgusted by the idea.
Last wish
But the most horrific sight, the one that nearly made her scream, was his back adorned with mismatched wings in varying states of demonic decay, stolen from his enemies and stitched onto his flesh. he was still adding to them.
Pussy for a Night
Their mismatched skin flowed together like a droplet of water rejoining a lake. the magic did not waste time. his head sank deep into her crotch, leaving only his face exposed where her genitals used to be as his body anxiously shifted below her.
[SNEAK PEEK] Spill
It was a pretty powerful look, all things considered, even if it did make her look wildly mismatched with the dragoness.
[Laruf] Captive Audience
She smirked again - then shivered; mack's muzzle settled on her shoulder from behind, mismatched eyes watching the dragon.
Captive Audience [Commission]
She smirked again - then shivered; mack's muzzle settled on her shoulder from behind, mismatched eyes watching the dragon.
Embers of Dawn: Chapter 25-26
You may bask in his guidance, kneel at his lectures, shine beneath his noble wings…” he leaned in, both mismatched eyes capturing axton’s reflection in unsettling symmetry. “but here, in my domain, you serve me.”
Drift 04 - Exchange
He was a chimera of mismatched pieces accumulated over the course of his trip like a living passport stamped by the worlds he had visited.
The Weirdest Night...
Ears that seemed almost 3 sizes too big to be feline, her mismatched eyes in a feline face that seemed just a bit too sleek...
Working From Home
There was a definite size mismatch between them, age mismatch too. a guy in his mid-twenties and a guy in his mid-forties. a lot of people stared and whispered about it. for all chet cared they could fucking shout, he still would not listen.
First, Last, And Only Letter
He just laughs at me, and rolls his beady mismatched eyes. "you honestly think you can hurt me?" he guffaws. he keeps laughing until he feels a tight grip around his throat, choking the life out of him.