Coffee and love ch5
When the coffees were reduced to mere dribbles in the bottom of their mugs, the two rose to leave. they left paw-in-paw as luke offered to walk zoe home; an offer that she gladly accepted.
Like a Blob
First, he pulls out two small foldable tables and unfold them, then he takes out 5 glasses with semifluid liquids. the first, was red, the second was green and fills the whole glass, the third was a grey slime, that looks like a muk, and dribble a bit out
A fur af Freddy's: Christmas nightmare (part 3)
He suggested i looked at my paws "yeah, paws don't dribble too well" ":well how about... ball hockey?" he asked i picked-up a hockey stick and asked "how the heck do you hold this thing?!" he took the stick and tossed it aside. "volleyball?"
Ander - Chapter 7, Subchapter 76
Blood dribbled from ander's mouth and nose. every breath was a challenge. but this was something he had to say, no matter what. "kiana... i love you so, so much..." "ander!"
The Queen's Feast
She bit into tender meat with speed, letting the juices of the carefully cooked meat dribble out of her mouth freely.
The Nightly Feed
Still as a last breath, she stares down at baba, teeth bared, dribbling expectantly. _hungry._ i feel the word more than hear it. it makes my stomach churn and hurt. baba waves his hand, and stands. he spreads his hands open, trembling.
Beta Decay: Rian's Essay ---Part 3
Every face melts into flat, grey, bland, monotonous dribble, and they all look just the same. there is an aire of excitement buzzing around, and they've been told they are special and unique, but they aren't. they're all the same.
musket: chapter three
The other furs for looking at him strange. he knows that if he was in someone else's shoes he would look at them the same way. his tail was almost constantly between his legs except for when it shot out when he jumped at a mere bird flying up or someone dribbling
Chapter Two: Preparing for the first game.
Helping them with their dribbling and shooting, rot and kite had also told them about their first opponents. hearing this the team practiced harder. feeling the need to better themselves, kite had suggested a scrimage match.
Roy, John, and Dr. Clint
He helped roy up in time to see a small dribble of blood dripping from gary's nose. he stood and strode toward roy and shoved him against a locker with one hand. "you son ob a bitch!"
Curse of the Crinkle Crate! | Chapter 2
Chapter 2 distressed in diapers kaz looked down at himself in slight horror, he placed a shaky paw on the front of his work pants, patting around to feel the warmth of his own urine now soaking down his legs and dribbling onto the
Holly and Arbon Apple Fight Story
The crunch of flesh between my jaws and that juicy dribble down my lips. it was an apple of course, fresh, young, still sweet and ripe even after that bruise from where it fell off my tree.