Tolerable Acquaintances Slash Partners in Crime
Inigo had successfully flustered the taciturn scholar, and with that his smirk grew more conceited and smug. _inny 1, joshew 0._ "what's the matter joshew? you don't want to pet my 'garden snake'?" "n-no!"
SPQR Chapter 5
If domitian was as hateful and arrogant and conceited as titus had said, faith very well would be the only weapon that the romans had left.
Six Paths - Edward Part 1
You're a conceited spoiled brat who thinks too highly of himself.\> edward's ears were twitching. \conceited means...\> \ i say with a smirk.
The Cohen Clover, Ch 2
It was, but she also knew there was no real way she could convey her thoughts to him without sounding conceited at best, or, at worst, an airhead. "yes... thanks. i'm just thinking about tomorrow."
Ra's Plan
"he's a tad bit conceited, isn't he?" stratus asked becker who agreed wholeheartedly. as the pair snuck deeper into the palace they had a few close calls with the god's personal cooks, "that food smells absolutely delicious..."
The Table is Adjourned
Clinching it is that one leg has a slender tail curved spiraling down it, like an artists conceit, even down to the little scrape and groove marks where someone would have chiseled it out of a larger piece of wood, and there's a deep gash on the adjoining
"The Gift", Stephanie's Chapter 1, Part 1
Even though i couldn't understand what they said i somehow realized i was the topic of discussion and, no, that isn't me being conceited or self-obsessed... it was something entirely different-- i just... knew.
The Cohen Loop, Ch 1
The young boy was polite and outgoing and, surprisingly, not at all stuck up or conceited.
None So Vile 04: All Things to All People
“conceited fools, too used to coasting on their bloodline!" leon snarled, the smell of fresh bread filling the air as they approached the brigade de chef encampment.
An Oil Painting
That was another conceited legend he refused to be bound by.
Jewel: Chapter Two
Jewel could not help but flinch, however, as she caught sight of slagar's smug little grin and suddenly got the feeling he was smirking conceitedly behind that mask. oh well. "very good. now, what's your name, marm? care to tell me?" "jewel."
Mr. Bun Hates Tacos
Their conceited and self-righteous attitudes. their noiseless surety that they were, beyond doubt, the only food that really mattered. whether as punishment or by misfortunate oversight, mr. bun was a toy.