Shattered Hopes & Broken Dreams - Part 1: Quiet Contemplation
The thread from there devolved into earth posters piling on him with insults and mockery between boasts that earth could take whatever the minbari dished out. alex went to bed that night comforted by that thought.
A Chance of Showers - Part Five
Although physical contact had been broken, kip had the feeling that there were now invisible threads connecting the two, threads that would be there for a very long time.
Chapter 2 - Home and Hearth
I began to look myself over, not bothering to undress, but definitely running my hand along my clothes, feeling for any rips, tears, loose threads, or the like. if it was small, i could quickly stitch it up.
Epilogue
Aina felt it tugging at her heart like a thread and she took another cautious step. "where _am_ i?"
Making Bears
I thank the anon others who started the mini-thread off. **ogrebear** **making bears pt 1: mutation...** anna jorgensin arose early as was her custom, being careful not to awake her husband tom.
Trevor Story 2
Story request by sir thaikard i am shameless and stole a prompt from the other guy's thread. 2 teen boys furries that are friends play wrestle in the mud, get told to wash off in the bath, and proceed to get frisky with each other in said bath!
Heart of the Forest ~ Chapter 15
Even with his eyes closed he could still _see_ the interweaving threads of magical energy all around him, for it was a different kind of awareness and perception.
The Starling Master
From his hand intangible there flies a thread to each bird's heart, to each bird's head, so at a twitch of joy and dread they hear and understand. they swoop to his command.
Guro Challenge #4: Piercings/Body Modification
Quickly but carefully, basil started to sew the cut edges of his ear together, the clean thread pulling smoothly through and bringing the ear to a short neat point. basil nodded, and guided cheek's paws to his other ear.
To the End
. -- "_raise a tent of shelter now, though every thread is torn._" it would be about now, it would just become another mishap swept beneath with the tide.
Adventures of Morte - Prologue
His tattered black breaches hang from his waist and hug his thick legs like stray strands of thread clinging to the trunk of an oak, thrashed by the wind in a huricane.
A Wandering & Pondering Python (Illustrated by Korwin)
Odd things reached via the tangents of daydreams, half remembered threads that lay in his mind's seams. they were often discarded, but never disregarded.