Looking for Some Hot Stuff
His body was almost poetic, in moments like this. the flexing of his muscles under my cheeks....hmmmm. "good," i grinned, fingers playing with the elastic of his boxers.
Captured and Changed
I think there's a sort of poetic justice to the thief having to bear that which he'd stolen."
Reservoir
poetic and pathetic, i know, but that's honestly what i thought. and, then: i was unconscious. when i woke up, i was surprised. i clearly wasn't dead although, at first, i didn't recognize where i was. i'd slid down to the bottom of the reservoir.
The Leaves of Fall Act 2: Fear the Nobodies (Part 23)
Looming overhead \>if you were sam you’d probably try drawing this scene \>all of you struggle-pushing a cart uphill, silhouetted against the darkening gray skies, orange and light brown leaves billowing in the cold \>your current state is less than poetic
Cherry: Chapter 8 - Meaningful Moments
Occasionally, between the poetic dialogue and constant bloodshed, cherry would mention each color's purpose. blue represented corruption, green was evil, yellow was anger and red was power.
The Rave beyond; Transofrmation
Its amazing to see how frantic everyone is, to see how they dance as if their bodies were aflame and being slowly devoured in poetic flight. part of raving is chaos, nonsensical action. that is why they call it "raving mad."
Practical Guide to Summoning
"and thus, we have your head, i think, due to your current position, a hell hound would be indeed quite poetic." he said above me.
It's That Special Sensation
I was certainly being as poetic as one adalmina woolsworth, before i answered to marge. "i'm not grumpy!" well maybe i was, or had been, once the taste of cinnamon buns was gone and i had parted ways with victor.
Black and White – Chapter 4: Fair game.
I was about to trail off in a poetic, sweeping manner, but then mr. key laughed madly, the fine hairs on his legs standing as he rubbed them together. "it is done," he said. the class bell rang. we found ourselves running to fifth period.
The Lead Crown: Ch 8.4b, A Dozen 'Tails' Told
Friar arlowe and his son cruffington had also elected to aid them, which was a great relief since they had began their grand adventure together in the church and it seemed somehow poetic that it would come to its conclusion in the same way.
The Treasury of the Sphinx
They flowed together in poetic language. she spoke the words to herself breathlessly. her rough, flattened tongue brushed against her large canines. a tingle of excitement climbed up her spine and brought with it a trail of fur.
A Colorful Life Story - poetic story
This is a story, very personal to me. It's the history of me and how I came to be. I'll try to keep it brief for the audience and myself. There are many things that I don't wish to share. I shall begin with my parents. An odd pair if there ever...