Herdnan- Chapter Eight
Putting his knowledge of racing into effect, he pumped the brakes, slowing the car down. he turned the wheel and accelerated again, cutting the corner on the inside, and pulling out.
Pleasant suprises: Ch 2 - Soaring through a concrete jungle
The splitting pain shooting through his fingertips didn't affect him; he had so much adrenaline pumping through his body that he could feel no pain. it was working.
Cats of a Different Color, Chapter 10: Camp
It was a smaller version of something he'd designed for the abbey that used a foot pump rather than an electric pump, but still filtered the water just as well. all he had to do was find a place with water and he'd be fine.
chapter 17: Displaced in Time
He never felt as pumped as this before. the thrill of fights was even better than domination. he may not be able to exact revenge to the two wolf shifters that made him like this. unknowingly, he thanked them.
Vivi, Da Hip-Heay, Defiantly Healthy Dhole(look it up)
His arms follow suit; respectably pumped; but when your eyes trail downward, face ablush from the knowledge your ogling a hound who could be your dad, you spot his true pride n' joy, advertised with not-subtle rollllllllll of the hips.
"Behesht"
The nomad we lucked upon a caravanserai that had a pump in good condition.
Kaja's Backstory, Chapter 4
The orcs forged metal in coal fires pumped with giant bellows. they beat glowing metal on mighty anvils, filling the air with sparks and a wonderful music unlike any kaja had heard before. she stared wide-eyed at the array of tools used to work metal.
Transformers: Crossover Prologue
Arriving at the fuel pumps, directly below the ark's thrusters. he began to search for the distress signal. corner after corner he searched, until arriving at the signal, what he found was shocking.
Death In The Time Bay: Part Two
Blood was pumping out, and jack knew that it was bad. _ _ they had pulled him onto the machine, bullets punching through the sliding door and shattering the windows. jack had wanted to sit up, but he was too weak.
We all most died
My heart was pumping at full speed now i ripe off what seemed to be old nasty rope from my arms and jumped up and grab a huge lamp and smashed him in the head with it.
A new year~ 2
A small blush spread across my cheeks, my heart was pumping and for whatever reason i started to cry... not because i was sad but because i felt loved.. i hugged him back so tight that i heard a ripping sound. "s-shit..."
Heart
The box groans; lee pumps his fist but keeps quiet. the firebirds, like the pilots before them, go for the long bomb on the first play after the turnover, but with less success.