leave me be. poem
Look at me in my face. You fucking disgrace, your driving me away can't you see, But yet you continue to complain about everything. Without a reason to change anything. You talk of the world as if it owed you everything. That it done you wrong...
Foggy Ewe Chapter 2
Glasses tinkle as behind the counter bates shifts. i wonder what the barman's thinking, until he coughs. then he speaks. “i just fed him, charlie." anger. toward's bates and his blabbering mouth.
Rengar greentext from /bara/
At him and slap your fat, heavy cock on his muzzle before starting to rub it all over his face, making sure he also gets a good feel of the weight of your balls on his snout >he can't help but let out small whines, almost drooling at this point with bated
Long and Winding Roads Ch. 2
bates laughed out loud.
Chapter 6
The conversation that sergeant woods and staff sergeant bates were having in the back ceased.
Torpedo Run Chapter 14
The third fur bates had mentioned was an older male, who sat on the captain's chair holding his chest, gone pale and gasping, with his pistol lying on the console.
Alpha, Beta, Omega 1
As an alpha himself, obviously, bulba would have no interest in the shorter male, other than as the perfect bate. darkwing duck would, no doubt, be distraught to learn that gosalyn's father had been kidnapped.
Chapter 4
"yeah, i don't hear the accent," staff sergeant bates spoke, "i was born in alabama and i have a thick accent." "an annoying one at that," sergeant woods sneered.
Festive Preparations
Then, he sat in front of it, staring the skull directly in the eyes for a few moments while kuveli watched with bated breath.
Chapter 8
Just behind him, staff sergeant bates and sergeant woods took cover behind an orange barricade, firing at whatever was on the opposite end of their rifles.
Writing Prompt #3 - "The Howl"
Unsure whether it was simply my frazzled mind playing tricks on me, i strain my ears and wait with bated breath. _crunch_. whatever it was has closed the distance by half. not my imagination, then.
Nat 1
Paws skittered upon her tabletop, the dragon pushing down a spark of annoyance at the new scratches, and watched with bated breath as pringles released a shining d20 from his claws.