I Applied for a Delivery Job and Got Turned Into a Flying Reindeer?! Chapter Eighteen
He struck tornado on the chin, using his body's weight to pour every bit of power he could muster into the attack. but it wasn't enough. he flipped backwards again, came back up, and rammed his fists into tornado's chin a second time.
Judge Zorak - Commision for JeanJackGibson
The student stood beside their creations as proudly as they could, back straight, chin held high, combining the right amount of respect and terror they felt in the presence of such an evil being.
NM #12 ~ Breakfast
Mela held her chin, a finger over her mouth as she waited. niv cracked an eye open, peeking only a moment to gauge her. "_i looove you._" he said with a quiet, tired voice, fighting the urge to grin. mela sighed in defeat.
Tirin and Rendurix
The black horse moved slightly, his ears twitching as they brushed the chin of his mate, but both remained sound asleep. hours past, but neither moved from their perfect position.
Dentia's Digits
She lay there, resting her chin on her hands and smiling evilly. she kicked her feet back and forth like a happy kid as she played with him a bit. "i believe a favor deserves a favor."
Savannah Blues Part 1
Ketchup slurped from the edge of the bun and landed on his chin. "don't you hate when the buns bigger than the meat?" colin asked as he licked his chin clean. "true, too much meat and not enough bun is fine.
College life: Chapter 1
As well as that, chin-ups were one of his strengths. he got to 20 chin-ups and decided to leave it as a draw, knowing that had he gone first he would have stopped at 20 chin-ups himself, despite the fact that he knew he could do some more.
Rock Lane Tavern
As he does this, the rat looks down, conscious of the fat under his muzzle pushing up against his chin. a double-chin; how'd that happen? he takes another drink from the squat whiskey glass.
Falling into me: It begins
He raised his hand to touch his face, but his hand rammed into his chin. "wh-what? my face is all messed up!" his hand raised back to his chin and he felt around. "a muzzle? when did i get a muzzle?"
The Fox And The Fiddler
Putting his fiddle under his chin he counted to four and began to play. his mind instructed and his arm moved. _'screetch scratch scrunch iddy iddy screetch...'_ "stop! you are hurting my ears!"
Daisy and Boss: 2 - Oatbread (short update)
He reached out to lift her chin, making her look up at him and see that he was serious. daisy smiled, but it was a jaded sort of smile. "tell that to everyone else."
Lonely Oak Chapter 45
His left arm was in front of him, palm down and fingers toward his chin. his right arm disappeared somewhere behind his pillow, the hand sprouting forth with fingers half-curled and butting against the wall of the tent.