Track and Field: Part 6 - Lee
Just when i'd think to have it i'd pick up something different: vanilla, lavender laundry detergent, cinnamon like a box red hots...blood.
Easing Into It
The cinnamon-furred rabbit (oh, his fur looked delicious, didn't it) pulled his white, cotton briefs up. up to his waist. and then reached for his pants. his luscious bobtail gave a flicker, still drying out. still a bit damp.
MLP:FiM: Chapture 1: Washing into town
Enjoy the cinnamon guys.". wash got up and walked away. he looked around for a second but could not find his family, not applejack, applebloom, or even macintosh.
Haunted Encounter
He stood about five foot three, his hair short, scruffy and a dark cinnamon colour. his eyes were distinctive; they were a powerful and vibrant purple and made him look younger than he was.
In the Shadow of Moonlight - Ch. 31
Sophia suggested, trying to ignore the strong aroma of ginger and cinnamon. maggie picked up on sophia's discomfort anyway, "is there something wrong with the cookies?" sophia forced her face to relax before replying, "oh, no, my nose just itches."
Phase 5 - Truth Be Told
- the platter was lined with various soft foods; a pealed banana, a bowl of oatmeal with some warm honeybutter rolls and a mug of hot cinnamon cider.
Reaching for the Stars - Chapter 23: Summer Holiday, Part 2
No sugar, give it a pinch of cinnamon." the waiter chirped happily and gave the order to the barista. "uh, tom? thanks for before, you know, the haunted house and stuff." max started, scratching his nape. "really, thanks a lot."
Rose
'like cinnamon.' he chuckled. "alright." he said aloud. "i'll just get my bag on and we can go." she grumbled lightly into his chest. 'use your mind, not your mouth.' she scolded.
The Lead Crown: Ch 8.3c, The Great Illusion
The wolf tossed it onto the fire, sending up a cloud of ruddy smoke and with it the scent of something akin to cinnamon and cloves mixed with sulfur.
Part 1--Sense Of Fashion
A few minutes later, we're nibbling on one of those cinnamon buns that are roughly the size of my head. if i weren't dying inside of embarassment, this would feel pretty much like a date--or at least i assume it would.
Love Is Surreal
I coughed some out and then realized from the aftertaste that it consisted of brown sugar and cinnamon. i dusted it off my clothes as i stood up and kicked it off my sneakers. "joel, over here!"
Orange Mocha Frappuccino! (WIFWOLF)
Greets the tabby at the counter \>alexis looks up to the menu in bewilderment \>cinnamon dolce latte? expresso macchiato? nitro cold brew? iced toasted vanilla oatmilk shaken espresso? \>what the hell are these? where is the line for ‘coffee’?