Drunken Lullabies #6
Drunken lullabies © flogging molly **drunken lullabies #6** by bartan tirix the room remained dark, despite the calm sunlight attempting to find a way around the blackout curtains.
Drunken Lullabies #1
Drunken lullabies © flogging molly **drunken lullabies #1** by bartan tirix the white bear opened the door to the workshop, peering inside at the lit room.
[MLP: FiM] C & C chapter 10: Shower within, shower without
Two of equestria's most beloved lullabies were composed and written at the shower.
Drunken Lullabies #13
Drunken lullabies © flogging molly **drunken lullabies #13** by bartan tirix the afternoon was quite warm for the alpines.
Drunken Lullabies #14
Drunken lullabies © flogging molly **drunken lullabies #14** by bartan tirix the fluffy dragon spat out most of his breath, ending with blowing a raspberry and panting.
Embers of Dawn: Chapter 12: Soft Places, Sharp Edges
So, he merely watched, silent, as his eyes grew heavier, the fire's whispering lullaby weaving through his bones.
Mother's Lullaby, Ch1: Challenge Accepted
Subscribers got this two weeks early via [https://subscribestar.adult/kyrien](https://subscribestar.adult/kyrien) ## chronicles of a new dawn, book 2 mother's lullaby by joshua “kyrien" cranston * * * ## chapter 1: challenge accepted tyrian's
Protector and Lover: Part 2
Well honey here comes a lullaby, your very own lullaby. well honey here comes a lullaby, your very own lullaby." when i finish i lean forward to hold you again, swarming you with feelings of love and warmth, soothing you to know you have me.
The Road Trip (Part One)
Almost as soon as the playlist changed to familiar lullabies, he drifted off to sleep.
Drunken Lullabies #9
Special thanks to jinx and to wydzard for helping me out <3~ drunken lullabies © flogging molly **drunken lullabies #9** by bartan tirix the waves lightly rocked the beach house, and waking up the bear sleeping within it.
Dragon Mother
One day a young boy was making his way through a dense forest, with nothing more than a thin tunic, raggedy brown pants, a pair of ripped socks, and a flimsy wooden sword. He had been traveling on his own for over 16 hours, his feet were sore, his...
Breaktime Shorts 7 and 8
Mustelids subsist on a steady diet of blood, like vampires.â it isn't their blood, though, that sustains me through the wee hours when i am alone with the voices, no.â it is their delicious, shrill squeals of agony that weave me a lullaby