My Life is Super Issue 5 - Chapter IV
Lightning crackled along the length of the weapon. the blade suddenly split right down the middle, the same lightning crackling between the split like an enormous lightning rod.
daydream life
(i) in heavy voices role play to oneself be unafraid to discover wyverns in the shadows of houses ebon and amber scales crackling bitter breath churning up a fire of maple leaves flooding over concrete take a mirage to marinate
Alaskan Love
Flames devoured the chopped long within the fireplace nearby, crackling behind the mesh fireguard. yet despite the thriving fire, everything felt fucking cold.
We're Not Animals
Green electricity crackled between the rails, and the sharp tang of the sparks misted the air. the thick concrete supports made trembling ripples in the black water below.
Jolty and Bowser
Her fur crackled with electricity but nothing else happened. feeling drained she yelped when bowser yanked on her lead. "naughty naughty." he laughed at her, his hand leaving his cock to wave a finger at her.
Help Wanted
Sparks crackled between her paws as she started to build up electricity.
Breaking the First
Not that that would be too much of a problem." the lich crackled, swooping his arm in an arc, his hand erupting in sickly purple flames.
RedTails : The Sign Maker - Chapter 01 : Blue Morning, Red Bottom
Sitting together, cross legged on the grass-covered ground, elf and halfling dined in silence, contemplating the crackling fire before them and pondering the final leg of their journey.
A new life, a new owner...
They both woke up to a crackling noise. a storm was going on out side, and a big one... lightning blots lit the sky, as the wind and rain swept anything in its path...
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 111
Torjo said, looking into the crackling fire. "i just want to go home. i want to hug my mate and my daughter. i want to tell them i'm sorry." "sorry? is that it?" torjo nodded. "that's it." "no more war? you're just giving up?
All it Takes is a Spark
The others of the tribe parted the way for me, well wishes and good fortunes an eager whisper that never rose above the crackling of the fire. once i slipped from the village into the forest, the drums began their song again.
Quick One Shot: Irradiated Love
His pip-boy started to crackle as the cloud was close enough he could feel the warmth of radiation. two-shot climbed into a window of a house, a few bloatflies tried to disagree with this action and received the last of two-shot's ammunition.