Dusty
Facts- he is left handed and his blood type is o+ his favorite color is brown he loves chocolate he has a bit of a slightly higher pitched voice he can speak english and arabic he has very little muscle mass but does to a few feets of extreme strength if push
a poem for sass
Flower who petals i could pluck myself day in day out ganging her mouth tying her to the bed taking her as mine and mine aloe pulling her head wiping her back and her ass forcing my self inside her every being her muffled cries gaining speed and pitch
Off Leash Chapter 9!
"what the--" i managed before the rocket caught and shot out towards me with a high-pitched shriek. a pain bloomed in my shoulder an instant before an ungodly loud bang shattered my ears.
Flamefeathers - The Scepter
The cave began to rumble and something pitched alcmene to the side. she skidded to the edge of the platform and quickly scrambled to her feet. the statue spread its wings and leapt from the top of the platform.
Lost Son (commission for lucaslunar)
Commission for lucaslunar on furaffinity - story contains some violence/blood/gore **lost son** _story by raziel_ _characters are © lucaslunar_ there was nothing but pitch blackness around.
Shattered Glass Chapter 10: Saviour
The main hatched hissed open will with lightning speed and unexpectancy and out jumped a figure that was pitched black with bright glowing orange eyes.
Journey to another world pt2 ch54
A little later the girl put the fire out, pitched the tent, and cleaned up the campsite. once they were done they helped me into the tent and we all curled up together and fell into a fitful sleep.
Another Love Story: Chapter 2 - Another fateful encounter.
It was my first time pitching and i pitched a no-hitter. also, i ran 3 home runs. "not bad..." bragged my coach to him "..for a first year." he chuckled.
Furry Little Secret (ch.1)
Ikkaku pitched in soifon was blushing hard, "i am not sparkling!" she yelled at them "oh and then there's omaeda, he's too stupid and self-absorbed to be staunched about the whole scene."
Their Color
Just as he hit a particularly high-pitched series of runs the kettle decided to whistle, billowy white steam pouring out the mouth like a great steam engine, the vapor rising into the air until it dissolved into transparent heat.
Serval and Sheep (Chapter 18)
"so i wanna see you all next monday on this very pitch when we make apple smoothie!" the cheers drift off into the warm afternoon. * * * the pep rally had gone off without a hitch.
Cry Me a Murder (Part Two) : The Shoe that Fits
He repeated his unusual sales pitch. "what... does that even mean?" i asked. phelps scratched his left eyebrow. "dunno," he replied. "it's just something that rhymes, i guess." we nodded our goodbyes and went on in separate directions.