There's No Way, Chapter 36
The fox's callousness made michael so angry he tried to hit him with his fist but, once again, michael's fist just passed through the fox. michael could only say, “you cold-hearted sonofabitch!
Shark Skin Suit
Those same calloused hands took unaki's claws, claws that had torn open steel, in a warm hold.
Wilder Side ~ 1
Rough, calloused pillows. a silver scar cut directly across the… lortian didn't know what it was called. the big center pad, along her palm. “explain what?"
The Passionate Alpha to His Mate
calloused paws who smell of rose, walking 'mongst the loose-lead groves. a tail to nip when i am bored to show whom i, of all, adore. and if i may reiterate, come run with me and be my mate.
Praenomen & Painted Door
#17 of poetry c.2019 a heavy poetic set based around desperation and the callous disregard of one life's worth to another. this piece took an absurd amount of time to produce, breaking my previous record by ... a lot. i think i'm most proud of this one.
A Mentally Handicapped Chorus Line Killed By An Apocalyptic Hailstorm
I used to write for days body cold and depraved my mind let loose into the dark but no matter how i try to accept the ink has run dry i write on, i write on the pen falls from my hand fingers numb and callous i'll choose to make my own way
The Predator Plant
The sensation was incredible, that callous, soft foot planted firmly on his chest, making him unable to escape, even if he wanted to.
Krystal, Blaire and Mitch 6 - Out of the Frying Pan...
It was difficult to gain any considerable sleep as their was no nocturnal cycle to the planet, the twin stars burning callously throughout the whole day.
The Cat Who Lived in a Garden
Sometimes she'd dream of calloused hands, gnarly and old that would ache in the cold, yet happy to pet a little cat. of a voice that was deep, kindly and sweet, calling a name that a cat has forgot.
Beneath the Soil
A dull ache spreads through every joint in your hands as your palms start to swell into thick, round callouses. you shout for help but the only answer is a muffled echo.
What You Deserve
Garrett wore only fabric trousers, his feet bare, long ago calloused against the stone of the dock. they still hurt after a day's work, but not nearly as they had all those years ago.
Child of the Wasteland - Chapter 1
Her tone was inquiring and somewhat callous, as if she cared only for time to kill and caps, a tone that sharply contrasted to light and airy voice that accompanied it.