A Wizard's Feast
The story was commissioned by siyahamba and features his leopard wizard getting into a bit of a sticky situation thanks to some fresh cookies. can't blame him though, they were chocolate chip.
Fennix race sheet part 4 (behavoir and folklore)
They will remove any sticky sand, or chunks of meat which came from dead corpses and are now sticking to ones face. they thoroughly enjoy doing so.
Murciél's Madrigal
It seems to run into your ears and coat your thoughts like sticky, warm honey. though only idle small talk, you find yourself more and more attentive to the bat's tale. "but..." murciél continues.
Ander - Chapter 6, Subchapter 85
._ something warm and sticky flowed from behind banno's eyepatch, dribbling down his cheek and across his teeth. it tasted like blood. "i am going to pin you down, ander, and i am going to take these fingers..."
Sits and the Temple of Boom
The moth took off his fedora and set it on the jar as an attempt to silence his craving for its sticky interior. using the best of his focus, he made his way out of the temple, careful to avoid every single trap, as he had done on the way in.
The Dangerous Path Less Traveled
Neither one of them was pleased, as gloria could see mud sneaking up between the gap in her hooves, and kira could feel the sticky, messy substance getting caught in the fur between her pawpads as they carried on, but their arms stayed around each other as
Venturing: Things in Darkness
In her claw was a yellow sticky note. a red arrow points towards a dot that is at the corner of the note. "what does that mean?" kyro asked suddenly as yang turned to him.
Ander - Chapter 5, Subchapter 36
It was sticky and cold. "now get some rest, and heal that wrist of yours as quick as you can. there'll be even more work tomorrow morning." "i'll be looking forward to it, chieftain." "that's what i like to hear!"
You Dumb dog, short story by me
Mmm why does my mouth feels sticky?". dozer was panting up at me then. after smacking my lips a few times i left the kitchen, heading for the living room.
Dragon Reincarnation
All i knew was that i was sticky, slimy, and continuously slipped around, failing to find grip. what exactly happened to me? didn't i die? i began to open my eyes, blinking against painful light. huh?
Episode Nine: MAAB
Curling green leaves, fat and sticky and packed into the lower half of the dome. droplets of moisture collected inside the glass, refracting the light from the oil lamp on the shelf behind the container.
An Early Morning Reflection
The breeze of a nearby fan turned my way, rustling my fur faintly and giving some respite from the sticky sweat of night terrors. however, even with the soothing coolness, sleep was not a notion i wanted to entertain anymore.