Dead fur: Episode two, Life come's into perspective.
Looking away from captain he notices a crawler using the human remains plus his thread of human gore to make a small bridge. thump! feeling the captain's fist connect with his face he gets sent spiraling and hits the wall.
Gleaming Gold
Carpets of the finest thread. great halls filled with history that no one has ever read. sterling silver may tell the tales, but it is upon gold that they are written. alluring giants hoarding wealth and lusting with ambition.
Clown Mare 7-2
She felt the cushion so soft with a thread count of eight hundred. once she looked at the newspaper, she took her glasses from the right side of the end table. lady rainbow put her glasses on with her left hoof and started to read the newspaper.
Clown Mare 7-2
She felt the cushion so soft with a thread count of eight hundred. once she looked at the newspaper, she took her glasses from the right side of the end table.
The Ballad Of Drunken Santa
And suit of red, he wishes the bartender dead, with hand held high bartender waves, it is i who'll save the day, pulling through the deepening snow, illuminated by a glow, neon sign above their heads, drunken santa brushes off his threads
Ander - Chapter 7, Subchapter 17
He didn't want to leave him there on that bed while bethany pushed a curved needle through his flesh, sewing him up with a black piece of thread that stood out against the light grey of his fur almost as starkly as all the blood that still stained his neck
Comfy Arrangements
Zheil asked, though she felt a tugging at her body, the plush seemed to be pulling her clothes apart by the threads and making them disappear entirely. "w-whoa."
The Book of Warlock 12. A portent of doom.
He had made the mistake of offering her the needle and thread and had been met with a mouthful of abuse that summed up to being accused of sexism.
Through Hell [Gorgon/Naga TF/TG] Part 5
Right now he's trying to push the magic down that thread. if he makes it to the end of the thread to the little nexus, he'll start to grow another pair of arms.
No Shift- Intro
Sewn together with the thread of fate, painted upon by the brush of imagination, weaved in the never ending stream of time.
Odd love story... Chapter 2
* * * oh dear,my head was spinning wen i checked on the thread 1 month ago, so many words in 10- no 20, minutes! okay i think i'll sle- o wait! currently tomorrow is thanksgivings where i'm at so... happy thanksgivings!!
Trap House
Little by little the seams became more unraveled, causing one side of her shirt to fall and the buttons on her shirt each fell off as the thread undid itself.