Trying a New Style
Rickie & story © yours truly the off-season was in full swing for charlie's custard by now, given axeford was in its second month of winter.
Scales and Honor: The Shattered God: Chapter 30
He coughed in disgust, baring his fangs as it slithered down his throat like rancid custard. "pity." the halfling took the glass back, handing it off to a relative. "guess the ilbiri pallet isn't as refined as the rest of us. no offense of course."
LtL: Pilot, Ch2
Vanusia above, i forgot my pills…" the woman suddenly collapsed, anon and bloona nervously looking around at the small crowd that had gathered on the far outskirts of their debacle, people muttering worriedly about the woman wheezing in the puddle of frozen custard
Lone Tiger: Revised Ending
I got a little, just a basic cup of vanilla custard, and this stuff is pretty good. service with a smile, too.
Story Time: Fancy That
It was a sleepy little establishment, as close to the outskirts of town as one could get before the locals started having weird ideas about preserving custard pie and strawberry jam.
Todd's Senior Prom (Part 5)
It's banana and honey sponge with golden syrup and custard. and you're eating it.' if i'd told her how much i liked promnight mum better it would only have upset her. i was tired of people upset with me. i stayed silent through the rest of dinner.
Old Timey Service
They were now covered in a white, creamy substance that reminded the wolf of custard. nodding, erichsen laid back on the bed, eyes trained on the clay jar with unending curiosity.
An Odd Proposal
There were no too few people that he'd met during his time in london that had digestions so fickle and fine that they couldn't seem to survive on anything but custard and sherry. that wasn't so with him.
Split Eternity I (Chapter three)
He had custard yellow skin and almond shaped eyes that were an earth brown color. shio usually was dressed in a pair of baggy gray sweatpants and a blue t-shirt.
Hole in the Wall: The Little Things. Chapter Two.
Oliver lived in badger den and would come by thanks to his families custard business. not wanting to follow, directly, in his father's footsteps oliver had begun making jams and jellies to sell. they were a big hit.
Seeds Of Discord (Story)
"is this custard?" "it sure is sweetheart," discord replied, guiding celestia back to his cream filled cock with a gentle push, "and it's all yours. hope you worked up an appetite!"
Attribution Error (M/M) (Pt. 8 of "Under The Devil's Eye")
Hawk sipped at the drink - hot coffee, whiskey, a little honey, and the spicy custard-thick eggnog. "you actually made a fucking irish coffee."