Sleep Well, My Sweet

* * * -crunch! crunch! crunch! crunch!- ". . . now with less sugar! only 13 g per serving." [this cereal is boring. who ever thought of naming this "yummy chummy" should be shot.]

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When Your Crush Almost Crushes You

crunch. spike opened his eyes. in front of him there was no longer that hideous monster, but the shining and gigantic back hoof of rarity.

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Business Manager in a Barn

Groaning, he buried his head in his hands, listening to the crunching noises of fluffy who seemingly had found the pocket with carrots. she probably was eating the bag as well but what the heck.

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The Island Guardian 4 - Hunting the Hunters

Forced to ride low to avoid the crunching roof, blocks came falling from above with deadly crushing weight as all four of them avoided the plumes of dust and crunching mortar that soon caved the earth itself in.

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WOLVES MIST - Chapter 5(.0)

The silence started to feel oppressive, broken only by the crunch of uthrans heavy foot falls and the horses' sharp clips as they moved forward. snow could barely see the shadowy outline of grev moving in the front of the silent party.

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The pack ( teaser)

Hey all been reading around this site for quite awhile and while this is not a yiff story (yet) would like some opinions the only thing tim heard was the crunch of foliage under foot.

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Ander - Chapter 6, Subchapter 44

It came from the right, a steady crunching rhythm known to everyone in the village, from youngest pup to senile elder. it was the sound of heavy footsteps crunching through the snow, coming closer and closer. "look at me, dorin." dorin smiled.

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Kaiju on Macro Action

He chomped down on the bun once again, this time savoring the subtle crunch of the caramelized honey glazed ham. after savoring the flavors while minnigan watched idly by, he eventually smiled and licked his chops.

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Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 44

It came from the right, a steady crunching rhythm known to everyone in the village, from youngest pup to senile elder. it was the sound of heavy footsteps crunching through the snow, coming closer and closer. "look at me, dorin." dorin smiled.

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Seventeenth Straight Sheridan Spring Spaghetti Social

"why would you crunch," she wondered, "a sucker?" the feline had a very crisp, elegant demeanor. icy-blue eyes. she had the sound of ... northern poetry ... in her voice. "an oxymoron, i know. crunching a sucker," field admitted.

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