3 - That's no pussy, that's my wife
We can't have vagrants stealing from paying customers." "there are no vagrants here and you are harassing me." "come along, sir, and leave the lady alone."
Knowledgeable Hasbeens, Accompaniment
In these ways, she wasn't all that different from any of the other vagrants that flitted along the coast in an aimless cycle of migration, with one exception: most would kill you for the boots on your feet without so much as a second thought.
Shadows of Fear
"vagrant and shimmer are ten... so if you need some time alone with me just tell me and i'll send all three to the playroom." "thank you dear." shi said gently. "i just, don't want to be a burden."
I am, By Honour, Bound – The War for an Empire and A Soul [Introduction]
I am less than a vagrant, less than a slave, less than dirt... i am nothing.
Demon's Trick (M/M)
Surprising the vagrant, the general suddenly kissed him to throw firebrand off in hope he did not notice the new bangle.
A Girl, a Carpet, and a Genie - Commission for Tazzmo70
Her realm was in the alleyways across all of agrabah, those hidden spaces between homes and businesses where the common residents were either rats or penniless vagrants like herself.
The Breaking of the world
A ring of dust and debris that circles around the planet in a flat disk, like the vagrant rings of saturn. a strange surreal beauty, a planet drifting apart and together like floating islands in a sea of stars.
Chatline: Epilogue
At first glance, the man looked like a simple vagrant, but he was too clean to have lived the street. something about the man felt...off. dr. morrison couldn't put his finger on it, but it gave him chills.
Exile - Chapter 3: Her Story
Everyone laughed, thought i was just some idiot vagrant off the street." "what happened?" gabriel asked. "by the end of the day, i had made over a hundred thousand dollars. everyone was shocked." if she was lying, she was doing a hell of a good job.
Sweet Agony of Victory, Sour Joy of Defeat
My vagrant gaze lingers on your own tee-shirt, plastered to your back, as i envision that selfsame garment pressed close to your front, outlining your proud, high breasts.
A Labor of Love
It was apparent he wasn't a vagrant or hedonist like others she had seen, nor a vandal of any kind.
Cottonpuff Sweets
Her moral compass is my own, and through all the dreary days of eternity, this vagrant; this vagabond; this nobody, ghost, and wanderer has only one solace, one comfort: in all the realities i visited, hoping to find a cottonpuff of my own, never did i encounter