Knowing Your World Better (Naga TF)
He slowly crawled to the stream and looked at his reflection. what he saw at the reflection astounded him. at the reflection, a purple snake is staring back, with yellow eyes and a flickering red tongue.
-Future Chapter WIP-
My reflection slowly became hazy. distorted, like it had suddenly become a kind of funhouse mirror. and when the reflection cleared, i was greeted by a very different sight.
024 - Prime pt.07
Butters leaned over the sink and started staring at their own reflection in the mirror. yeah, rosie wouldn't have cared, they're human they wouldn't care. butters is just inventing this in their head.
The Japanese Garden
The large pond gave a distorted reflection of the full moon. the distortions where caused by the ripples made by a pair of scaled legs.
Jackal Dream
Looking down he cried in surprise at his reflection. looking back at him was a jackal instead of his own reflection. he peered over again, curious. the jackal mirrored his every move.
My Wave
He glanced over his shoulder as he passed the surf shack, searching for the cause of the irritation in his reflection. his brow furrowed when he spotted it.
Continued Exchange, Part 10 (The End)
Once he was gone, faline took the chance to look at her reflection. "oh, what?" she was disappointed. "what?" asked bambi and looked in the pond himself. while his reflection was a lion, faline's was still a deer.
A Minnie Crime (Minnie Mouse TF/TG)
Terry looked at his reflection. "oh my god. i look like mickey." he said, seeing his reflection saying his words was terrifying to him. black fur grew over the rest of his body, from his neck to his feet.
Walk in the Snow
He looked up at his reflection, trying to see through the cold eyes that mocked him, and then his tears on top of that.
Tower of Troubles: The Wolf and the Polar Bear
Gone was his white fur, replaced by a clear, mirror bright reflective surface that rippled and flowed like skin yet reflected azi's image as clearly as any mirror.
Coming out of the tent
I frowned at my reflection in the mirror. "i think i'd know if my parents were werewolves." "not if they can control their change at will. you should ask them about it."
Coming Out of the Tent
I frowned at my reflection in the mirror. "i think i'd know if my parents were werewolves." "not if they can control their change at will. you should ask them about it."