Torn Prelude Part 1
The tendrils rapped themselves around my spine and then my heart, all this hurt more than anything i had ever felt before. i couldn't even make a sound it hurt so bad. i was left there unable to move, all i could do was stare at the old clock. ?
Public Enemy
With a rap sheet as long as your arm, clyde wound up in prison to no one's surprise...where else would he go? he was a bad, bad raccoon... he was not to be there for long, however.
No Words
A gentle rap on the door is met with the muffled sounds of someone walking to the door, only to have it opened a moment later, filled with the large furred form of a bear.
BX-132 Chapter 4
# # a one eyed weasel, a scar running across his face dressed in a black uniform rapped on his commanders door. "enter!" the general growled. the weasel snapped to attention before the desk. "report" the bear ordered.
2023-09-11 Writing in 3D Excersize: Mall, Cooking Pot, Father and Son
On the video, gregory reached a fist out and rapped on the door. the door to the room i was in. the room with all the monitors. with the vcr that had the tape i'd just been playing. and the knocking came from both directions.
"1 - Oceans."
Some laughed at me because i wasn't like them, on their darn phones listening to nothing but mediocre rap music. i laughed at them because they don't have a dream. but even then, i'm scared.
Wet Ass Pussy (song parody)
#7 of fap raps sfw furry song parody based on megan thee stallion's "wap" cats in this pool there's some cats in this pool there's some cats in this pool there's some cats in this pool (hol' up) i said swimming freestyle, goin' quarter-miles, wet-ass
Lost Friends
They were all rapped up so all you could see was a pare of dark mysterious eyes. the men walked on the outside of the carts to protect them from falling off the edge or a surprise attack.
The Arctic War 2
I gave three sharp raps on the door. almost immediately the door swung open, and he rolled out of his room into the dining room. i sat in my usual place on the opposite side of where my mother used to sit.
Bloodline - Excript
_ --------------------------------------- jason opened the door, half expecting his father to be standing at the front with his foot rapping against the floor in silent frustration, but there was nothing.
chemical dreams
She rapped on the door quickly, tapping her foot. _why is she taking so long...?_ suddenly the door opened in a wave of warm lemon scented air. she felt a rush of giddiness as she saw crystals sharp, kind features, curvy body and cheery eyes.
(poem) Let’s Hear It for the Fox
Foxes get a bad rap sometimes.