Ander - Chapter 4, Subchapter 11
She took a deep breath, nearly choked on the cold froth of foam around her lips, and used all her other senses. her body felt cold and numb, tired and achy.
Their Color
She carefully poured the boiling hot water into the two mugs, stirred them until the warm scent of the mahogany-colored mixture, its trails of white, hot foam spinning in the mug around even hotter dark bubbles, with resistant flecks of cocoa powder swirling
LoS Remanent Shadow Ch2
Haze could only smile through the foaming venom that clung to her fangs. she was a dark dragon much like cynder but she seemed to favor her poison the most.
Hollin Arensen: Chapter 4
It's like how i'd imagine biting into a pillow would be, except it's delicious, and not made of foam. it's not foam, is it?" the doberman chuckled. “no, it's not foam. it's bread. well, a type of it anyway —" “there are different kinds?!"
A boy and his dog
They compared it to rabies, but without the foaming at the mouth. there had been close calls but not one report of the owners being attacked. the cdc commented it may be dangerous to humans, but nothing has been confirmed.
Starless
Red foam blotted her black lips. "you did this to yourself," fritz said. ila had a cyanide capsule embedded in one tooth. old mercenary failsafe, she'd said. in case she'd been spaced or couldn't be rescued.
Snow and Gas (Otherwise Untitled)
The kobold held out a drink caddie, with three of the slots holding disposable foam cups. ~ "hey, adorableurrito.
Initiation
A cork board hung on the opposite wall, a detailed map of the city pinned to the ruddy brown foam. points of interest were marked on the map with pictures of mammals. interestingly enough, they were all predatory.
The Last Resort Story - Prologue (text)
They were an otter, an orca and an axolotl, and they all stopped in the swirling tide line that pulsed between bare sand and ankle-deep foam, discussing deeply.
MoonDust, Chapter 12
The greenish liquid foamed violently for a split second before solidifying into a thick, lumpy coating. "talk to me, fi," said bruce. "how's your pressure?" "that did it." her voice shook. "it's stable at seventy percent." "good."
Justifiable Suicide
Prison, i don't regret a word, the devil's inquisition, my death will warn the herd, they look to me with malice, they're sharpening the blade, i drink from holy chalice, and running to my grave, they're building up a fire, and foaming
The Ridiculum
My musk of wet earth and jasmine and rain, a sugarplum pain, a sweat of foam gouging and goring the firth. the room is my space, my desire the air, i, consummate there: the man and the animal kiss fang to face.