History Lesson - Little Tik Tik
The fecundity of dragonkind is legendary in its own right, to the point where the goddess of fertility herself takes on the form reminiscent of a dragon. so potent is their seed that they are able to breed almost true with any race they desire.
Hoopa Time
While he was reminiscing about the field trips, the little boy was being watched by something peeking into his window. after looking through his mind, the pokemon floating there couldn't help but giggle a little.
Utah Extreme: Chapter 1, Part 1
The creature spoke in a deep yet smooth growl reminiscent of a parched-throat lizard. "i do like it when they wake up..."
Thinking Of You Through the Remnants and Renovations
Instead of doing that he chooses to reminisce some more about his grandfather.
The Birth of a Phoenix (Chapter 1) (Part 2)
reminisces flickered through my mind quite suddenly. i thought of the last few years of my life, and how they differed substantially from my friends.
Burdens - Chapter 122: Bored
The weasel's smile faded a little, and turned into a sad, reminiscent one. "ah, yeah. i did, but when i really think back about it, if that was really what bothered them, then they weren't really friends."
Origin of Holyjefe (The Holy Boss) Chapter 1
The old commander couldn't help but reminisce on some war stories and the victory parties. though sometimes it was just tmi... i did not need to hear that story about the gnome and the draenie and the ragnaros plushie. "did some drop an anvil on me?"
Jason's Nightmare - Part 1
"i could use this time to reminisce."
REIKI SESSION - inner travels
Their index fingers touched, it seemed reminiscent of the painting by michelangelo. the name escaped him. a flash of warmth and light surrounded him, a sweetness and calm settled like a blanket placed lovingly over a child by their doting parent.
"Slow to Wake"
Eight o'clock, or round abouts," he reminisced, before becoming self aware, "but, anyways! tonight, six o'clock gate!! don't you dare be late!" chipper started leaving in a hurry, leaving gate with a chiseled outer, but inward wondering feeling.
'Last Quarter' by Wyst (in progress)
The tobacco has taken on an aroma strongly reminiscent of figs. i cup the lighter against the air current and ignite the tip of the smoke shakily, and with great concentration. oh, how i was wrong.
Among the Fallen
As much as i want to stay and reminisce about pleasures past, i can't stay. i fight momentarily to keep myself from wandering away, but i know the effort s fruitless. my physical self refuses to acknowledge my commands.