Biting down on the berries made a zesty, sour taste explode across her tongue. "mm. oh these are delicious. very sour. now here's the plan--i'll put some berries down and then we'll back away and hide.
Action, Adolescent, Adorable, Adventure, Age Difference, Amputee, Babysitter, Bed, Bedroom, Biting, Character Development, City of Wings, Cute, Dragon, Dragoness, Drake, Family, Feeding, Fledgling, Food, Food Play, Friendship, Hatchling, Innocence, Reflex, Short Story, Size Difference, Small, Teenager, Teenagers, Young, chase, cousin, cousins, cripple, friend, friends, paralysis, play, pursuit, scruff, slice of life
When you had that accident and you were taken in for surgery,"her voice grew somber, her scent souring with the sour aroma of pain and regret, "he was afraid, so very afraid kael.
Character Development, Female, Orc
The atmosphere soured a little, with sam giving a 'dude-really' side eye to william.
"yes" tj said sadly, "did you locate them?"
"one is in sindhstan, the other is indeed in wasatchua as you posited" william said.
Couple, Fanfiction, Gay, Love, Male/Male, Romance, Samuel ayers, Sydney bronson, The smoke room, Tj hess, William addler, echo, fanfic
The religious hatred for the boneweavers made the humans a powerful ally against them when battles turned sour. still, even in those circumstances, the humans were sour allies, their fanaticism made them a challenge to work with.
Adventure, Character Development, Dragon, Dragoness, Drama, Novel
Mew laughs, "not a fan of sour are you?" i shake my head and wipe my eyes with the back of my paws. he shrugs, "well, good luck finding anything to eat in the future.
I Caught God, Mew, Pokemon, Riolu, james earl jones
**open me up**
open me up,
i am but unlocked,
that life turned sour,
should be of no shock.
the fruits are shrivelled,
their lies flicker loose,
there's no going back:
i'll tie my own noose.
Amethyst Mare, Arian Mabe, Death, Experimental, Metaphor, Poem, Poetry, Real Life, Realism, Suicide, Vulnerability, Vulnerable, exhaustion, life, real, work
Oranges taste sour, and apples sweet,
for your perception has now been hard hit.
could you really believe in such a feat?
no?
Other, Perceptions, Poem, sonnet, wicca
With the vigor appropriate to combining hungers found in youth and freedom of flowing beans, her voracious consumption of burrito further soured the older fox's reckoning of the meal she'd requested.
Fox, Youth, burrito, meal, wisdom
Tai didn't change the sour expression on his face before turning away from len and walking briskly away.
"that could've gone better." len said, sighing with a quick shake of his head.
Adventure, Magic, No-Yiff, Otter