Wander over Yonder: The Frozen Princess
The butterflies in wander's stomach felt like they had flown straight out. "well, uh..." sylvia began. "glad we could help out."
The Legend of Spyro: Path of Delusions Book VI Chapter 9
A colorful butterfly, a combination of hues resembling bright sun and clear blue sky, was deaf to such feral screaming. in this particular specimen even sixth sense was poorly developed. the butterfly wasn't bothered by that, it kept bouncing forward.
Rush
#14 of poems 2014 nervous anticipation, a rollercoaster of emotion, the butterfly affect, a big grin, a quick grimace barely noticeable, cant' let it effect me, but it does.
New Feelings Chapter 8: A Hero's Journey
On the way to class i could feel the butterflies again, swarming, becoming wasps again.
Ander - Chapter 5, Subchapter 70
Swarms of butterflies flew into the sky in a panic as the crack grew wider and wider, opening up like a pitch black mouth, making a sound like a thousand blasts of thunder beneath their feet.
Bench of Nightmares
The sight of nothing but earth sent the butterflies in his stomach into a swirling frenzy._ _ the butterflies settled a little once timothy had scrambled back to his feet, adjusted his diaper and grabbed hold of his
A Grassy Meadow
A butterfly soon flutters by its elegance always captures my eye. a creature so small yet so beautiful alive and colorful. what a beautiful view to see i just wish my friends were here with me.
Flower of Discord
#7 of poems a poem about fear i'm chaos, she's revery all night spent with daytime dreams a deep cut 'cross the butterflies a deeper smile brings it's not that i hate purity; i'll be gentle to her kind soul but i've suppressed my depravity and
Fluffybutt Prose Poem: Tamzin
These perfumes are concocted to entice the snowglows, tiny butterflies that illuminate the mountain with the plummeting nocturnal temperature. men and women alike come to witness the spectacle.
Fluffybutt Prose Poems: Zipper
When butterfly wings suit his purpose, they are only a zipper-pull away. lest he forget his own beagle parts, the spiderfairies that sewed and inhabit his interchangeable parts remind him.
Prelude to Madness
butterflies? and there's three of them... wait a minute... last time i saw butterflies was just before... maybe i shouldn't follow them this time.
Poem again x3
Like me i don't know why he couldn't just let you be we shared so much in our short time together, and the time that we shared has made memories forever so much i learned, so much i lost - everything turned, toppled and tossed butterfly