Thoughts Chelonian: a poem
That hasty, wastrel, upstart race called man, with life so short as just a single gasp, despoils the honest earth, the sea, the sky.
The movie: part four (by Zanian)
wastrel awoke in another room; once again, he was trapped in the designs of the rabbit that supervised everything.
Writer's Block Work in Progress
But it wouldn't do for a nobleman, even a wastrel nobleman of uncertain provenance, to be without a servant of some sort.
(Star Fox) 2. That Dumb Bitch Tanya
Wolf was at his best claiming the throne, not perching atop it: that was for wastrels who needed people bowing and calling them sir to feel important.
Jackalman vs. Rocksteady
Both of jackalman's hands left their appointed places and seated themselves on opposing sides of the rhino's wastrel hips, digging into them with a strength that belied their slender build as they struggled to still their mad rockings.
The movie: part 4
Commission for spacewastrel wastrel awoke in another room; once again, he was trapped in the designs of the rabbit that supervised everything.
Specters of the Past - Prologue
"it's the house of the seven now because six of the great houses were run by fools and wastrels that brought nothing but ruin to anything around them.
Courtship 8: Three Wheels on a Bicycle Built for Two
* * * "_you wastrel! i won't stand for your hand to so much as touch the fair mare-ian, let alone ride her!_" "_ha hah! you know it in your heart, it's me she truly wants!
The Dorm Experiments 2
Every cat was a prowling tom, waiting to corrupt the farm boys into their wastrel ways. every bitch was a heated breeder, waiting for a half-human pup to leech off the world with.
Boy Who Cried Wolf - Chapter One - A Stranger is Met
My mother died in childbirth, and my father - a drunk and a wastrel, lost me gambling in some cess pit of debauchery. i was sold into slavery, and a slave i will forever remain i fear." arpellian sighed, and hurriedly wiped tears from his eyes.
Kioga 9: Any Storm in Our Ports
"everyone's seen _zootopia_, you wastrel; what do you want?" the fox shrugged, then took a drag of his cigarette. he paced in front of the artotic, tut-tutting his tongue as he watched the skinny eunuch dribble fetid, watery shit onto the carpet.
A Gay Lion King Parody 27 (Epilogue)
Not a king, not a vagabond, not an irresponsible wastrel, but someone that had actually done something for himself and others, and earned this bit of peace.