Though sydney tried to spice it with a little humor, tj could tell that a turmoil was inside the otter's head. anxiety, dread, and above all his devotion all flickered through his eyes.
Fanfiction, Love, Male/Male, Romance, echo, fanfic, sydney
The maturing wooden table sits characteristically underneath a spice and utensil rack, a bench on the side of the wall and chairs surrounding the other edges.
Anthro, Anthropomorphic, Bisexual, Boi, Boy, Canine, Cuddling, Fox, Gay, Kissing, Love, M/M, Paw, Snuggles, Tail
The spice not only didn't get to her, but she also looks as radiant as ever. not even a hair out of place. she nods in my general direction and sighs. "well, vanessa, that was disappointing.
Date, Food_challange, Lesbian, ice-cream
For now, the air was filled with pumpkin spice filled the air as the cold brought along the urge for warm beverages aplenty.
but in one particular household, the night was anything but smooth.
Emotional, Greninja, Love, Pokemon, Romance, Story, Story Series, anxiety, mental health
Delivering a load of cherri berries to a far off port town, returning home with the refined cherri berry spices, their clash with the pirates.
Adventure, Azumarill, Battle, Crawdaunt, JCSolis01, Ocean, Pokemon, Sea, pirates
What stuck out to the _deinonychus_ was how incredibly juicy and fresh the chicken was; the spices were just a mere afterthought.
Costume, Deinonychus, Diaper, Dinosaur, Jurassic World, Mesozoica, No-Yiff, Raptor, Theme park, jurassic park, theropod
You do not strike the woman down where she kneels, perched amidst cushions and mats of foreign ways--trappings of a merchant shining in the firelight, scents of spices swirling about you. no. no blood is shed.
"tell me your story." you murmur.
Fantasy, Fox, Kitsune, Transformation, Werefox
He had a family, loving and warm,
wasn´t missing leg or arm
he had a meal, ´twas warm and nice,
and tasty too, had lots of spice!
he also had real loads of toy
all were made to bring him joy!
Calico, Cat, Christmas, Feline, Holiday, Poem, Poetry, Santa
These merchants smelled strongly of the grains and spices they no doubt ferried across the depths of space and sold amongst the stars.
Death, Sci-Fi, chaplain
A body check, tackle, or trip is spice to a fast paced game, but thrown kicks and punches have no place on the lowball field.
any town of more than a few hundred souls, at least here in sweetwater, will put together a lowball team.
world
Kiana often wears long, flowing dresses, the scent of spices, fruit, and a hint of charcoal following wherever she goes. when using fire magic, her hair turns molten in appearance and radiates powerful heat.
Fantasy