Braided Silver
One of his arms was in a makeshift sling to keep it immobilized and the fennec could see a small, braided band of silver on one finger. "well if they have no use for it, then i won't have any use for it. i'm sorry.
Voretober 3rd - "Braid"
Today's prompt was, if you haven't noticed the pattern, "braid." the full list can be viewed at https://twitter.com/voretober/status/1041325948661059584?
Tiny Eros Chapter 10
Her braid fell to the side of her body as they both kept moving back and forth. if she could see her crotch, she'd see that spec's cum and her pussy juice was mixing together to form a thick goo.
Summer Daze - Part 02
She emerged, braid tucked through the adjustment hole in the back of a black cummins baseball cap. “sun's bright today, you must've been straight up cooking!"
Swimwear: Understanding Ulric
braid offered his arm to the otter. "come with us." grinning, he pushed away the offered arm and followed braid back into the department facility.
The Secret - Part 7
"ah well - school today, and i need to wash my hair so i can re-braid it," the ten year old collie girl said, as she kissed hans on the nose. "it's a lot easier to get my hair braided up tightly again if it's freshly washed and wet.
Playing Dressup: Hair
The braid doesn't look much harder than a regular braid; you're just twisting hair and adding a piece that falls through the twist.
Dragon in the Dishwater, Ch 6
"so people sewed and braided... got it." eric relented. "in wales, braiding was a form of prayer, and intricate knots and braids were things of great distinction. few did it well." hiraeth pressed, still staring. "and dwy was one of the ones who did."
Lust of Convenience
braids hiked up his hips, lazily humping into the teasing grip.
Double Booked
I sat beside him on the bed and took his tail in my hands and examined the intricate braid. it was quite similar to how stefan’s used to be braided, and wondered if it was a common braiding technique among taurs.
Revaramek the Resplendent: Chapter Seven
Beka glanced at him over her shoulder, her reddish-brown braids swaying. “do you prefer the term minion?" “it's a start!" revaramek snorted, tossing his head.
Adopted
\>she began to hum a gentle tune while braiding my hair “i. . . ."