Hilltop Highs: Day 1 (Truths)
We ain't gotten all day" i felt like i was in a nursery rhyme book, turning to meet justin's face. wait; there was an obvious change, his perfect smile and face stayed, though he had two other boys about him.
The Journal | Entry #6 [Comm]
I usually forget the next morning what i listened to, i only remember hearing this particular nursery rhyme melody before i fall asleep.
Scott's Remote | Chapter 10
And upon completing the nursery rhyme, she shut the door, leaving the exhausted and horny leopard in the dark. he lay there, in his messy padding, straining against his restraints as he thought to himself how much of a baby he really was.
A Crinkle In The Fabric of Reality
"coming up next, we've got "mary had a little lamb", followed up with "the itsy bitsy spider", here on the nursery rhyme hour! after that, we'll be talking calls from our listeners for their favorite nursery rhymes!
Nightlights
_This story is an original work created for the 2013 Hallowe'en season. The setting, situations, and characters (in this context) are owned by the author. This work ("Nightlights") has been distributed and is available for use under a Creative Commons...
Born to Serve - 03
The words of an old playmate sang in her mind and an old nursery rhyme came to her lips.
Of Lava and Lamb
_ it was their favorite nursery rhyme, the humans got the tame version, but yknow geese, they kind of honk shit up how they want.
Duty Chapter 23: The Intersection
It was the old nursery rhyme: _whose afraid of the big bad wolf?_ "fuck you!" joji screamed out, his eyes filling with tears.
the shadow sneak
._** **_when the shadows came sneaking around her body would not be recovered or found)_** now i was never one for a nursery rhyme especially during child hood in kindergarten if i ever heard one i'd ask to leave the room mostly because i found them to be
All Things Quiet And Sweet 7 - Sink, Struggle, Sleep
A beautiful mural of a woman riding a white horse, with a nursery rhyme written above.
In He Ran 3 - Waltzing Nostalgia
Despite its origins, it is limited to what its host's body is capable of, and at most, is only able to inflict the same level of violence as that of an elusive serial killer._ he kept reading as the book retold the nursery rhyme, about
Little Red Riding Wood
Darkflame & nursery rhymes note: commission story for rajan wolffang ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "red, honey." a woman's voice called from down stairs, her mother's voice.