Chronicles of our reality: chapter 1

He picked up a charm with a teardrop shaped item on it. he put it in his pocket and zipped up his jacket. he grabbed his bag and headed out the door towards the college.

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bio's and funsona's

Name: teardrop age:18 race: cat/fox/snake colors: gothic rainbow with black flames sexuality: bisexual (this next part is for the story only) personality: careing, loving, and always wishes to please past: born to a cat/fox mother and a snake

Hell's Daughters

Her teardrop demanded it. her lips drooled as she took her sweet time sauntering to him. scared? he scrambled up and backed off, blubbering fool. he couldn't make sense of anything.

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A Mare's Tale Chapter 1

We have whiled away many a dark evening with my hands wrapped in his coarse black mane, and his tongue buried deep within my quivering black teardrop.

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Horse Play 2

From where i stood, i could watch her teardrop bulge outward into a lewd 'o', stretched beyond all reason as he bucked again and again.

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The Red Gaze

Those glowing red eyes were accompanied by a bat-like teardrop shaped nose, tall pointed ears covered with dark fur and the glistening ivory of two horns.

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vampirce bunny girl could she be your doom

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Fire and Ice - Chapter Three - A Bond Is Forged

He spun about, just as she giggled again and her slender, teardrop shaped tail flicked at him and she disappeared into the bedchambers.

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Snowbound

The wind batted at the teardrop earring dangling from his left ear. his blue northface jacket resisted the cold, as did his puffy pants.

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Poem #85: Journey Through a Life Once Lived

The teardrops falling down my face, rivers on a mountain side with smooth, unbroken ridges where did they come from? why did i have so many tears to shed? what dawned on the day the sun rose?

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No Work For Today

Tiffani: (teardrop) and to think we work for her. stone: define work. i mostly stand around and look pretty. tiffani: i guess we better go check on her.

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Looking Up

They now dare to look up and focus on the things of the universe that are queer: art in the teardrops and wrist cuts; beauty in the trials they surpass, conquer, shear.

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