His hair, turned into spikes with a thick gel, was immmediatly messied by his father.
nobody
I felt her nipples in my back like two firm spikes. Heaven help me, it was a pillowy embrace otherwise. Yet those two points of contact, that’s all it takes to complete the circuit.
Just Another Monday
Spikes. I don’t know what to write. They are pointy. The spikes are shiny, and twinkle as the light moves, like stars. My time is up.
Lila
I grabbed all the wooden spikes the hardware store had out. The moon would be up soon and there would be hell to pay, for mortals and vampires alike.
Sandy
The beast’s back was covered with long copper-coloured spikes, lined up from the back of its head to the tip of its tail, and its claws were sharp at razors. It was asleep, snout tucked between its large paws, wings sprawled lazily around its sturdy frame.
Heidi Oakenshield
He didn’t want to think about the feeling of the metal digging into the soft spot just above the ankle. Was it the tendons there? They kept showing it over and over on TV. They didn’t have any sound but you could hear it through the second baseman’s lips as they spread across his face in pain, the baserunner’s eyes widening in horror hitting a spot he didn’t really want to.
Angry things, row upon row of them, barring my way. I stare, perplexed, at these so unfriendly of obstacles. How will I ever get out of this labrynth?
Ellie
spikes be sharp
sharp be minds
minds be dangerous
dangerous be spikes
MickElias
All you need are small spikes of adrenaline to lead you along the path. Chills along the spine are very fine motivators. The way it radiates out of your core like a call to flight.
the whole thing seemed to be irrelevant
spikes in society
I thought
perhaps they are in the skyscrapers that seemed to be spires to the sky
or perhaps it’s
the way people stack themselves largest to smallest.
Spikes are sharp they can hurt you they can put a whole in you they are pointy they are like a dog collar shape I wonder why I can’t think of more to write about spikes I never thought this deeply about this word before. Spikes into the skin or heart can hurt.
the gelled tufts of hair stuck up like soft, flexible spikes. he looked in the mirror with something between satisfaction and hesitation. it was different. bold. noticeable. his hand swept over the top his head again as he felt the chunks bend back and spring up in place.
caitlin
She wears them on her collar in the same way as train stations affix them to pigeons’ favourite perching places. There is no territory for you to enroach on here; there is no space for you to use her. She is streamlined, and she is armoured, and she belongs only to herself.
sharp pointed, hurtful especially when you run barefoot also when you bare yourself to others. Blunt those spikes with if you can with help from your closest friend but somehow the pain never does dim.
tingu
Socce spikes get ripped up easily. Maybe its from the constant wearing or from all the kicking and playing soccer. I wonder how many times my spikes touched a soccer ball.
Olivia
Black leather jacket
With matching spiked cuffs and hair
Camouflaged his dork
The ground of the pit was covered with spikes – falling into it would mean her certain death…or rather, her avatar’s certain death. But she didn’t feel like having to restart this level, so she was going to make sure she cleared it properly on the first try. She knew that she was capable of it, it was just a matter of letting it happen.
Yikes! Spikes was yesterday! Repeat or did I once again do something amiss with the technology? In any case, this exercise is doing its magic. The mind shifts into gear!
His hair is blonde and he turned it into spikes. He looks cool even though he isn’t very handsome but I like the way he carries himself he has guts unlike the other guys I’ve met. He is just very charming in his own little way. What a wonderful man.
Spikes have nothing to do with any character in TFIOS so yeah.
His hair, turned into spikes with a thick gel, was immmediatly messied by his father.
I felt her nipples in my back like two firm spikes. Heaven help me, it was a pillowy embrace otherwise. Yet those two points of contact, that’s all it takes to complete the circuit.
Spikes. I don’t know what to write. They are pointy. The spikes are shiny, and twinkle as the light moves, like stars. My time is up.
I grabbed all the wooden spikes the hardware store had out. The moon would be up soon and there would be hell to pay, for mortals and vampires alike.
The beast’s back was covered with long copper-coloured spikes, lined up from the back of its head to the tip of its tail, and its claws were sharp at razors. It was asleep, snout tucked between its large paws, wings sprawled lazily around its sturdy frame.
He didn’t want to think about the feeling of the metal digging into the soft spot just above the ankle. Was it the tendons there? They kept showing it over and over on TV. They didn’t have any sound but you could hear it through the second baseman’s lips as they spread across his face in pain, the baserunner’s eyes widening in horror hitting a spot he didn’t really want to.
Angry things, row upon row of them, barring my way. I stare, perplexed, at these so unfriendly of obstacles. How will I ever get out of this labrynth?
spikes be sharp
sharp be minds
minds be dangerous
dangerous be spikes
All you need are small spikes of adrenaline to lead you along the path. Chills along the spine are very fine motivators. The way it radiates out of your core like a call to flight.
with thrusts of rust, you came straight for me
although cunning and shining in dimly lit spaces;
intimidating most, shading and painting their faces.
the whole thing seemed to be irrelevant
spikes in society
I thought
perhaps they are in the skyscrapers that seemed to be spires to the sky
or perhaps it’s
the way people stack themselves largest to smallest.
Spikes are sharp they can hurt you they can put a whole in you they are pointy they are like a dog collar shape I wonder why I can’t think of more to write about spikes I never thought this deeply about this word before. Spikes into the skin or heart can hurt.
the gelled tufts of hair stuck up like soft, flexible spikes. he looked in the mirror with something between satisfaction and hesitation. it was different. bold. noticeable. his hand swept over the top his head again as he felt the chunks bend back and spring up in place.
She wears them on her collar in the same way as train stations affix them to pigeons’ favourite perching places. There is no territory for you to enroach on here; there is no space for you to use her. She is streamlined, and she is armoured, and she belongs only to herself.
sharp pointed, hurtful especially when you run barefoot also when you bare yourself to others. Blunt those spikes with if you can with help from your closest friend but somehow the pain never does dim.
Socce spikes get ripped up easily. Maybe its from the constant wearing or from all the kicking and playing soccer. I wonder how many times my spikes touched a soccer ball.
Black leather jacket
With matching spiked cuffs and hair
Camouflaged his dork
The ground of the pit was covered with spikes – falling into it would mean her certain death…or rather, her avatar’s certain death. But she didn’t feel like having to restart this level, so she was going to make sure she cleared it properly on the first try. She knew that she was capable of it, it was just a matter of letting it happen.
Yikes! Spikes was yesterday! Repeat or did I once again do something amiss with the technology? In any case, this exercise is doing its magic. The mind shifts into gear!
Are also thorns that accompanied your words which scarred me
internally and eternally.
His hair is blonde and he turned it into spikes. He looks cool even though he isn’t very handsome but I like the way he carries himself he has guts unlike the other guys I’ve met. He is just very charming in his own little way. What a wonderful man.