Knife To My Paw
Slowly walking over bits of garbage and rubbish, i arrived to my room. i took my shirt off, throwing it at the wall. searching around for a shirt, i heard some people walking up to the front door. i went towards the front door to see who it was.
Scars Ch. 1
I pick myself up from the ground and walk back to the pile of trash bags. i stop as i see a man grabbing the bags and throwing them into a garbage truck. as the last trash bag is thrown in, the man gets into the truck and leaves.
Super to Me
Some dishes, take out the trash, and then you can patch the drywall- again!" "mom!"
The Unwilling Soldier
They were about to empty the trash cans nearby and shortly they would arrive, to pick me up. i wouldn't feel a thing, but i was afraid anyway. i don't wanted to die, alone and forgotten, a piece of garbage no worth to anyone.
When Society Falls- Chapter One
He looked around and saw that his room was trashed! the walls had burn marks on them. there was trash and other debris scattered around. his bed looked as if it had been set on fire.
When jail's not good enough (Master Tiger vore)
In the deepest shadows by the trash bins waited a creature of ill intent. the knife in his hand was curved and sharp. the thug waited until the hooded cat hiked up her robes before he struck.
You Can't Hide It Forever - Part 8
It was trashed." "trashed!?" i snorted and furrowed my brow. "what do you mean _trashe__d?_somebody broke into my fucking house!?" "relax david," said george. "i have more to say." i crossed my arms, fuming.
The Sylarium : Part 7
There were several trash chutes that the servants used to dispose of the palace's waste. he had no idea where they led, though.
September 07, 2017 Day 07
"it sounded like the trash can from the backyard was tipped over or something." he slowly unlatched the gate and went out back. he didn't see anything at first, but when he turned to the right, he saw the garbage can was tipped over.
Ferris, the Clever Fox in the City
Because starting at his hand full of garbage: well, it was difficult not to snarl, to say the least. or wilt his ears. or thump his tail, even. he had to remain absolutely still. and standing still was not his strong suit.
From the desk of the General. Mission 2.
This particular contract that landed on my desk was an interesting one: we had a planet full of innocent life forms that had somehow managed to turn their world into a rubbish dump and they were desperate for an alternative home.
Past Synchronization: Sarah Harton and Aoba Tsukishima
Before my last breath, i managed to get inside a garbage dump. i died slowly there. slowly and painfully. **_thanks for reading! it will be continued on "past synchronization: sarah/aoba"._**