Wind Chill
He had been an idiot to deny this, to try to reject such a pleasant experience only so they could fight. fighting had never been so fulfilling, so euphoric. plum's gaze caught on something above the water.
Hard times of a Flareon
. * 'fight, fight, fight, fight...' the students chant around the two, enclosing them in their circle as they face down. 'if you give up now i won't hurt you too bad.' a machoke taunts with a grin. 'fuck you!'
Monster I Have Become: Prologue
But it wasn't a 'fight fight' it was just a..." slash started yelling out frantically to try to explain to mr. teach that we were just having a friendly fight. "it is alright slash." mr. teach said which immediately stopped slash's frantic yelling.
Through the Eyes of Masyaf's Eagle
fight. fight until you can fight no more. then embrace it. death is not something to be feared. you fall knowing that you have helped your brothers and died in battle defeating your enemy.
Chapter IV: Prey
I feel them twist over each other, fighting.... fighting to lap at what compared to her must me so immature, so pathetic, so-- w- what? oh... alice... she is... going into me... i... what can.... those thick strong tongues. probing my every depth.
Camping Trip Part-1
He knew he should fight, fight or scream or something... but it didn't matter... he was so tired... just a little... a little nap... the wolf let out a wet belch as his stomach squeezed tight around the spent naked pup in his gut.
How Artists Collaborate
fight. fight. please. detected: pod opening. someone opened my pod. the cuffs around my body release me and the person lifts me up. movements ceased to ensure proper installation. got to fight. put me down! don't--decro!
Whispering Twins (Part 24)
"fight fight fight," the group gathered began to cheer. his blood was hot, body itching as his claws bore against his paw pads. i could end this little fucker right now, break one of his hands so he'll never lay it on her again.
Amber Silverblood: Silverpack, Chapter Forty Two
"my singing might be terrible, but it's still better than your fighting." "fighting?" mom echoed. "what fighting?" "if you want a rematch," i grinned back at him, "i think you're just within my leg's reach under the table." "oh, ho!
The Demon Siege: The falling Angels (Prologue)
Of course he didn't come out with a scratch or so but that just proved that even with more marks then a dead angel would have, he could still fight. fight and make the mortal world and the heavens above fear him.
Welcome Home
Arise... awake... fight... fight... the fight... the council, the fire... where was i? was i dead? alive? lost? safe? i was aware. i remembered. i dreamed. vividly.
The gutpunching home - Part 1
"you two look like you were sparring." "sparring?" kommo-o spits at the floor. "there's no sparring. here, when we box, we go all out. the only reason dragonite is still standing is because we had just started. otherwise, he would be kissing the mat."