A brush with perfection
The fox was not quite sleeping, but he didn't seem to be alert enough to notice the wolf who had now turned to stare at him shamelessly, eying him up and down like a tasty morsel he'd hoped to snap up.
000 Readme
Readers are requested to remember that this is a meta-fiction, so other peoples ideas will be shamelessly borrowed, and unexpected characters may appear at any time.
Shrinking the plagiarist
He just happened to know the right people to make himself look like a genius, and was shameless enough to never credit me for my contributions in the first place. so when i found a shrink ray on the internet, i figured it was worth a try.
Club Leviathan 000: Introduction
Zhavir, python hybrid (bi-ped, trait from his mother's side) - the host of leviathan, he hides mercurial mood swings behind a manic energy and shameless flirting with everyone in the club.
At Capacity
Of course, all my bumping and bouncing around had put the hugest, most shameless smile you could imagine on his little muzzle, eyes lasered in on my backside.
Horny Fledgling
"i knew jarzyl was shamelessly curious, but you too?" "i'm just admiring. you do have nice horns. they've got a good curve.
Temeraire X Iskierka pt. 1
With some pride in his voice, temeraire explained how they came into ownership of the beautiful valley, much nicer the the shameless covert near the port.
A Saturday Night In 1924
The shameless ocelot was hauled to lockup, but out on bail within an hour. "but the way i heard it, that skin joint is thirty blocks east and seven north from here. as in, not in this neighborhood. i _also_ hear that the place is owned by darb hopper.
The Dog Hole: Chapter 5 -- Welcome To The Dog Hole
He shamelessly circled her and made careful note of her features, both on the front and back; not so much to ogle her, but to memorize everything about her.
The Invitation (A gratuitous self insert)
It is a shameless cameo piece. call it a fractured timeline, if you will. my little pony belongs to hasbro. the awkward earth pony is my doing. the earth pony java tales was sitting at his favourite cafe in canterlot, staring at a blank scroll.
I'm Alien or a Time-Traveller... or something. (Two)
Her back straight, she raises an inquisitive eyebrow at my shameless staring. "sit." she says with the slight accent that she'd inherited from her parents. i place myself close to her as her eyes roam my room.
Home
"oh it is okay, it is meant for you, on the house," she replies, still giggling shamelessly. she takes jo's paw and shoves a piece of paper into it before leaving to serve others. "hah!