Mending a Broken Heart Part 1
He laughed a bit and lifted up his spoon, some of the school food dripping off "i think this is supposed to be vanilla pudding but its green so i dont know anymore" zack begins to laugh as he throws the plate into a nearby trashcan.
One last date
Her hair smelled of fire and ash, but he could also smell her own delicate scent under it, and the gentleness of it eased him greatly, sweet like vanilla. her hair was as glorious as it had ever been, long and untethered in long waves down her body...
1-7
Also, i think a raccoon died under the house, so the vanilla blocks the smell." "oh.
The Second Party (oneshot)
(warning: vanilla game, "not-so-tragic-hero", "savior", and "a solitary mind" spoilers!) **author's notes:** this is the second out of the three short stories i wrote for _angels with scaly wings_.
My Little Pony; Friendship is Magic. Not an offical chapter
"everypony here is a somewhat vanilla liking lesbian." she stopped and thought. dash stopped. she turned to pinkie who was staring blankly in front of her. "pinkie? what are you doing?"
(CYOA) Walking
'| 'yeah, like vanilla.': say tobias after his own gulp.| the two look to eachother. tobin smiles with some kind of drugged smile to tobias.| 'you know, i actually feel funny. so light and dreaming. i feel like i could do anything.'| 'yeah, me to.
The King's Entertainment (18+)
The time is now dark. Everything is set for Nikolai the red fox - his luxurious armchair at the scene and his two lovely big cat ladies by his side who are both pregnant with his offspring. One a lioness, the other a tigress. Both pantherines only...
He Loves You
I sip at the vanilla shake that i panic-ordered as i realized i was paying more attention to the jaguar's breathing patterns than the actual menu. he looks around.
College Life: Chapter One: Baby Steps
One little thing about him; a preference; like vanilla or chocolate that rubbed people the wrong way. it wasn't like he admitted that he liked driving lawnmowers over infant children; but from her reaction; it might as well have been.
Untold Mysteries: 1
My skin smells like irish spring, my hair just smells damp, although when it dries it will smell like the black raspberry and vanilla shampoo that i use. i wrap myself and my hair in a towel and exit to my room.
Binging
"good afternoon, barista" garret winked, "i'll have a vanilla latte. and your number." "oh, mister, i'm afraid i'm already engaged. long distance, but still faithful." garret snorted. "i sure would hope so." discretly, their lips met.
Prologue
Pretty vanilla for a closeted gay teen up until then." she shuffles back through her things and switch her recorder back on almost immediately, sitting down and listening intently.