Writing Tips
If you can't focus on the writing, it's going to get messy, in more ways than one. take care of business first if that is the case. are you going for detail or abstraction? decide in advance.
Dark Surprises
And here he was, fast asleep on her bed, completely messy, like the little pet he was. it was all for her. krithea almost wanted to laugh at the thought that her little human was dead.
Reaching for the Stars - Chapter 29: Office Mates
He said he was rebuilding this month's customer repository since the previous file was messy. tom had taken a look at it before and he couldn't agree more.
Chapter 3: Brother in Arm
However overpowering the aura of love was, the scent of a messy diaper was even more overpowering, leaving two of the three unfortunate canines gasping for air. "well i have reason to believe that a little mister is messy."
Dimensional Balance: A Trainer's Tale
'a little messy, but it'll have to do,' he thought. 'damn, this better be good this time. i swear, if chief hauled me out of bed at 5 a.m. for another bull crap mission that anyone else could handle...'
Adam & Greg 3
"i thought i smelled a baby" adam looked at kevin "well at least i don't have a messy diaper like you" adam said as he waddled over to kevin "uh that wasn't me" kevin said blushing a little through his white fur.
Stray
"man, i hate messy people. is it really so hard to put something back where they got it from?" when he was done organizing and finished the inventory, he got a smirk on his face. there was one advantage to working the night shift. "mr.
Identity: Chapter Twenty-Six
His fur looked messy and unkempt, eyes bloodshot. _i'm going to seed_, he thought, but maybe that wasn't true. he'd shined up pretty nice for the mayor's gala that evening. he'd enjoyed the event, or the first half anyway.
A furry world - Part 12 Wedding Bells
"you can't go out there with your hair messy like this" she said taking a lock of hair and brushing it again.
Curse of the Crinkle Crate! | Chapter 4
He grimaced, feeling the now messy diapers squish and spread against his butt. he felt, helpless and incredibly humiliated.
Bogged Detour
He kept his balance, kicking up more of the messy ground as he did, yet his feet were now completely submerged. his legs were aching from the jog before, making each hesitation cry out in his muscles and turning each step into an effort of will.
Drum Kit
He would make short work of that messy dish if he had any say in the matter, and since he had every ounce of say in that matter, the messy, sauce-drenched fried meat wasn't going to stand a chance.