Ander - Part 1: Subchapter 5
While banno looked at the red streak across his fingers, ander took a brief moment to spare a glance hezzi's way. the young wolf was holding his nose in both paws, trying to stop the flow of blood, but it wasn't working.
A Soft and Cuddly Night
While running his index finger over its teeth he felt a sharp, stabbing pain. he drops the plush toy and cradles his finger. "damn it. must have been something sharp stuck to it or something," he moves his hand closer to his face and takes a closer look.
Ander - Chapter 5, Subchapter 58
I'm so sorry i hurt you..._ a new kind of pain surged up inside him, far worse than his fingers and toes.
Shifting
She hurried to tug them off, cringing at the itch of new hair prickling out between her fingers and the undersides of her breasts.
Late Night Snack
He had to somehow get a knife out of the narrow plastic divider with his less than dexterous fingers while, at the same time, not making a ruckus.
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 28
She could feel her eyes moving in there, swivelling around, pushing against her fingers like dying fish.
Pokebrothel 18
He wondered to himself as his fingers slowly closed in on the throat. bit by bit, the fingers lurched forward, as edward began holding his breath. "it's there, got to be there," he assured himself.
Midnight Closure
Carl smiled and leaned back against hayden's chest, pulling the tigers arms around his waist and curling their fingers together. "for now, and for always."
Ander - Part 4: Subchapter 29
James snapped his fingers in front of banno's eyes a few times, so rude... "hey! don't go passing out on me, okay? oh gods, look what you've done to yourself..." his voice was sounding kind of echoey, but that was okay.
Playing Catch with the Stars
Delicately, the wolf put the ring onto the bat's finger, "you can't see it in the dark, but i got it made from meteor metal." the bat looked at the ring on his finger a bit.
Ander - Chapter 5, Subchapter 51
Blood splurted out between his fingers, unabated.
Chapter 3.1 And now for something new!
Moving my finger, the knife would fall to it's side with a clatter, but i didn't care, instead i'd rest my arm on the table. fingers tapping against the table in rhythm as i thought and thought. what did i know about that woman who died?