Chapter 3: Acceptance
Jamie smiled as he threaded jack's tail through the tail slot. "need some help, bud. lift that cute butt of yours." as a blushing jack complied, and he slipped the diaper under the boy, jamie asked, "what did she do?"
Parallel Possible Paths Past Previous Personae (Picture by Cardinal)
It happened in every thick thread, the transformation through her, sped. after what felt like the whole day, the stands were quickly stripped away.
The Gift
“now, the needle and thread m’lady.” she dug through her basket and produced a needle with a long piece of thick thread already in place, “will this do?” “quite nicely, m’lady. as i hold the wound closed, you suture it.
There was no time
Online, "hey, need a hug" but none will dare the silence breach i've lost my thread, it loosens up the ball threatens to come undone i message friends, i search around but it is clear i am alone i seek the threads, the jumbled mess i try
No Shift- Intro
Sewn together with the thread of fate, painted upon by the brush of imagination, weaved in the never ending stream of time.
Red Moon: Revolution: Chapter 21
“i would, but there is a single loose strand that needs to be taken care of and i need your help sniping that thread off.” he sat up right in his chair and took a very business appearance his his hands crossed and resting on the table.
Gilded Cage: Chapter 30
His usual methodical approach to planning things seemed to crumble before it even began, every thread of his intentions unraveling with each step.
The Vanquisher
The thread for this particular contest can be found here: http://www.reddit.com/r/furry_wordsmith/comments/1i9xte/weekly_writing_contest_the_second/ contest theme: "your character must cope with a loss/defeat of some kind."
Ander - Part 2: Subchapter 26
I was quite good with a needle and thread. still am, as a mater of fact. it was easy for me to let out my dresses once they started getting too tight around the middle. i was subtle.
Ander - Part 5: Subchapter 35
The darkness all around her seemed to grow thicker, more invasive, strangling the very last threads of light she so desperately needed. "i didn't do anything," she stammered. "no one else could have done it as precisely as you did. isn't that right?"
Ander - Part 4: Subchapter 36
Pocket and dabbed at her eyes with it, the same handkerchief she had with her at the funeral and the same handkerchief she's apparently been carrying around since the dawn of time, the light blue handkerchief with her name sewn into the corner in dark blue thread
Nether Encyclopaedia: the Celestials
Civil frame: their civil clothing resemble their battle frame to a point but not a robe only a short cape that reaches slightly below the waist which comes with shoulder cloak and cape, with two threads going down the front as long as the cape itself.