Elven Desire Part 1
"it's fairly vintage though, it touches the ground." the elf replied. "maybe so, but i like old cars." i decided not to mention the fact the car was in fact mostly brand new. "so, can it keep up with the speed limit without being in top gear?"
New Century, New Life - A Peter Gray Tale
David Kinnick’s bakery welcomed me from the bitter cold like an old friend. It remained one of the few businesses besides bars to remain open at such a late hour. An hour until the clock would...
The Way the World Ends...
The guy somehow continued to gain on me, his dress jacket close enough now that i could see the plaid pattern of its fabric and the narrow lapels of its style, vintage 1950's stuff.
High School as a Satyr
Even its doors, vintage frosted glass, made it look that way. i stood there at the front of school looking at the difference between their new addition and and the sixty year old original. it was extremely obvious. in the air hung a hint of grass.
CH4
Simba hiccuped quietly after taking a sip of the heady vintage, earning a chuckle from shenzi as she kissed him on the mouth.
Identity: Chapter Thirty
He'd already pulled off his swimsuit, and every fur on his body seemed to be individually dripping all over the vintage hardwood floor. "she's a liar!" "rufus! mei-ling" alana scolded, rushing to grab new towels from the hall cabinet.
CH32
"aahh, wine.", the young lion sighed happily as he chugged the rest of the expensive vintage. zira suddenly barged into the room, still covered in thorns and shit. "oh mother, you stink.", nuka chuckled.
Hausfrau
He passed by an odds & ends store selling various items of pop culture kitsch and he saw in the window a pop art piece on canvas of a rather voluptuous purebred tabby lady in a vintage dress and apron wielding a broom with a big grin on her vacant face.
What Tigers Dream Of - Chap. 8
He returned to his cereal and vintage cartoons. "we're leaving as soon as dad's sleep." tj just stood still. he hated going to graveyards at night. but part of him was relieved that his brother didn't give him crap for it.
The Mystic Sands | Chapter 3
He served them in the sitting room along with a vintage bottle of red wine. "bon apetit." supper, as it tended to be in the fowler household, was a quiet affair.
Vocational Retraining: Epilogue
Rikiya was sitting on the flat ground in a corner of the large study, next to the vintage mahogany bookshelf holding countless books of accumulated knowledge about pokémon gathered along the years.
The making of a book cover - A heresy story
Seed: 2407802834 positive: lines, linework, insect, tesseract, the end of all things negative: cartoon smurf village, child's drawing of a space marine, crayon drawing of brutalist architecture, vintage war photography, youtube thumbnail of a german marching