Self-Preservation
Jack torrance, six feet tall, wearing a tall black hoodie, bright blue jeans, and dirty tan work boots, stopped at the typewriter, hands coiled, but relaxed, sure, ready. "how do you like it?"
Werecorgi [M / TF / SFW]
A way to reconnect with nature._ steven closed the notebook, finished his coffee and put away his typewriter.
Tower of silence - Contest (Golden Typewriter)
#7 of everwinter notice: this is an excerpt of chapter 4 made for the golden typewriter contest everwinter, a grand castle set in the northern mountain regions.
Fly to Hell (part 3)
"my travel typewriter." she finally told him. "now that is interesting." the jackal admitted as he took a bit of food.
Nightly Bond VII: The Circle
Levi scrambled from his chair, tossed, the typewriter aside, and pounced the now passed out feline. he began to punch him, over and over again, left and right, just pounding away at his head.
Five Fingers on a Dusty Window
Apart from my typewriter, renard is my closest surviving friend. i've known him for two years, but i don't even know if he has a place to call home.
Beneath her coat was a whole identity
#10 of poetry 1st place winner of the typewriter emergencies poetry contest beneath her coat was a whole identity: a subtle form of ideas under soft fur, a constantly shifting mass of meaning... and somehow, she pulled it off.
Gabriel II.
Yure finished the third can while typing a text on the typewriter. he then announced: - i have to pee.
Helpful Ex(dis)tractions: The Daily Grind
Fine print growled, finally looking up from the typewriter only to glare at red.
Love's Labour's Won
#6 of poetry one hundred monkeys at typewriters could have written this, too. or maybe just the one behind the grin. a play of pure futility!
The Testament of Kendall Whitaker
Uneager to break the glass, i instead shoved the typewriter and books away from the table in dramatic flourish with a single arm, slapping the tray atop the table so that i could most easily peer inside.
Just Another Isekai
The clerk sighed as they typed on their electric typewriter. "all right, got your file sorted out...