Nanaki in the City - July Patreon Reward

He looked out the gateway leading from the park and spotted a large bin just as a human was throwing a white trash bag into it. “hmm...” he mused to himself as he hopped down from the small trash can and made his way toward it. “manhattan... garbage.”

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Laugh of a Child

The white-trash vibe that dripped out of his every pour, that pushed any possibility of love or close friendship right out the window. his eyes flicked open, sweat had collected in his sheets.

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Behind the Codpeice

Letting go, it wobbled, looking just like a white trash bag full of gelatin, except under the stage lights, the still swirling garments inside occasionally swam into view.

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She (Ran out of steam, I'll finish this one day though :/)

Coming to stumbling from the front door as he pushed her out she only recalls shouting things about him being white trash and a wife beater.

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The Mink Coat

She would have to sue the theater for their security letting that...that little white trash slut get close enough to assault her. she wasn't so upset that she'd been doused, but her treasured coat was probably ruined.

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Legend Of A Werewolf chap 1: When it all starts

Retard bully tucker the damn dirty low life tiger that messes with me every day, but today i'm to confuse and mentally tired to care about the name calling, he just calls me that to get me annoyed its only a few of the names he calls me, some are bastard white trash

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Something Something Something Hyper 3: G-Shep in the City

A giant pile of clothing lay half-surrounded by a white garbage bag. male jeans, button-up shirts, and college-branded sweatshirts lay messily around it, discarded with obvious haste and distaste.

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Chapter 4: Ride him, Boar-Grrl!

He grabs his head, letting loose a "damn, bish..." before he sees a huge green woman bursting out the bushes, windmilling at him like white trash at a nascar tailgate party. he's used to fighting, but this?

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The golden ticket

They weren't white trash, but there was an axle and a muffler out on the front lawn, and a creaky old rocking chair on the porch which he had no doubt some old man sat in, toting a side by side shotgun to ward of passers-by.

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Bear Boutique: Chapter 2

Oh yeah, ya were gonna come on out a there, 'n suck this piece a white trash meat fer yer pa here." "oh shit, this cannot be real. this has to be a dream," james said to himself as he backed away from the door again. what in the hell had happened now?

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The road trip 6

The place looked more like an outdoor metrosexual convention and the smell; i will never know if it was instinct or white trash rearing but i still can't smell a dog without feeling the urge to shift and attack. "patrick?"

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