PMD: Wildfire - Chapter 2
Jake the ampharos, cale's other lieutenant, walked in first, carrying his signature coffee mug with the phrase "i hate mornings" printed on the side of it. cale himself walked in next, his eyes immediately zeroing in on cyril and lance.
Little Talks Chapter 4
I just couldn't believe he was using big thunder, his old coffee cup sculpted for use by extinct dinosaurs, as his 'measuring cup'.
ASL Files Chapter 5: A Long Night
She thought some more taking a long pull at her coffee cup. "erin." she said to herself. erin was the perfect choice she knew the system as well as anyone and besides it would be good to have another lady werewolf around to talk to off duty.
Ice Gambled
. \*\*\* "welcome back to yesterday's checkpoint: the yukon," toner introduces, wearing a heavy coat and holding a steaming coffee mug. "thank goodness we're leaving. i have no idea how much longer i can stand the cold air.
In the Service of Mystery (Pt. 20)
As time passed the levels of our coffee cups dropped and more pages in my notebook filled with my scrawl. this peaceful, positively studious atmosphere was rudely broken by the shrilling of my mobile phone. 'hello?' 'hi, nerd, it's harry.
Dally's Adventure Chapter 2
He went over to an urn and filled a paper coffee cup with a brown liquid; dally guessed this was the tea. "milk? sugar?" pup asked. "yes, please," said dally, "just a bit."
Journey to another world pt3 ch91
Kristy said/asked as she sat across from brendon as he held up his starbucks coffee cup to his lips and took a very slow and pleasant drink from it as she enjoyed the foamy taste of her favorite drink there.
Three Furs, One House
The tart brown liquid poured smoothly into a verde ithica lamborghini coffee mug. i didn't bother whitening it, preferring my coffee black. i took a sip of the caffeine-laced beverage and nodded appreciatively.
Chapter One
Once i'd put my dishes away in a bin that had been provided for that purpose i refilled my coffee cup before i walked over. "i would assume that you are the pack alpha?" i asked quietly.
Chapter 5- Friday
I take one last sip from my coffee cup before grandma takes her spot on the platform. "buenas dias!" the old jaguar says. "buenos dias." we all reply in unison. "i bring good news," she says with a smile.
Gnarl writes a book...sort of!
He took the coffee cup from her hand and placed it on the table as well. then he quietly went back to the computer. "now it is time to spell check and do the edit part."
Werecorgi [M / TF / SFW]
coffee cup in one hand, hard case in another, steven made his way to one of three small tables. the case, placed in the center of the table, unlatched to reveal an old style typewriter.