A Homecoming Surprise
The lights were off and the only noise that could be heard were the sound of cicadas and crickets performing their usual evening symphony.
Mongrel's Memoirs: Malloy Part 1
The insects continued to sing, cicadas shrill, crickets staccato. it was warm and muggy, a picturesque summer night. the two grew quiet, mongrel smoking and sipping, grim leaning on the porch railing and looking out over the pasture.
Zootopia: Brave New World - Eating Bugs and Defying Law
Alex knew that it was made from cicada, which was a bug, but still, instead of feeling nauseated by this, alex felt his mouth watering even more.
Ander - Chapter 8, Subchapter 1
Away in the distance, cicadas chirped their repetitive songs as though in complaint of the baking heat. and right here, beneath the softly swaying branches of a sycamore tree... "hello, emily," james said.
End of Time - Session 1
The cacophony of crickets and cicadas was all they could detect. moving a paw off the grip and up to the bolt, it lifted and slid back as the fennec's thumb pressed against the round caught in the extractor.
The Golden Age: Chapter 1
The cicadas whirred in the hazy golden heat, and as i neared the sea they blended almost imperceptibly into the low murmur of the waves.
‘’Morenatsu: The reunion,,
I yawned at the morning rubbing my eyes and then looking through the window, it is winter so there is no sound of insects and without the sound of cicadas it is really quiet outside.
Anthro Sex Squad Story 3 - Oaky's Story; Chapter 5
Waters too warm for females, berries rotting too quickly for bug harvests, cicadas staying under a whole extra year. but the elders don't want these... "_depressing_"... forecasts and happenings to be known."
Ander - Epilogue: Subchapter 1
Away in the distance, cicadas chirped their repetitive songs as though in complaint of the baking heat. and right here, beneath the softly swaying branches of a sycamore tree... "hello, emily," james said.
Comfort Creature
His ears were ringing like a screaming cicada, he was still dizzy as if his head was full of spinning tops, and his vision was blurred like a watercolor painting. he had a massive headache from his collision with the tree branch earlier.
Some Incandescent Light
And where you used to sleep bare, in the fur, with the window open (to hear the crickets and cicadas), the cicadas were now gone. the crickets, though, were holding on, but you had to close your window when you slept now. bare, but chilled.
Nina\'s Break Down
The bears clawed hand gentle slid under her waist band, cupping her privates while they snuggled close in the cool night air, hummed to sleep by the gentle sound of cicadas.