Drunken Lullabies #13
drunken lullabies © flogging molly **drunken lullabies #13** by bartan tirix the afternoon was quite warm for the alpines.
Drunken Lullabies #3
Stay safe~ **drunken lullabies #3** by bartan tirix "you want my help?" the polar bear asked, casually walking up the driveway with the white tirix.
Drunken Lullabies #2
*drunken lullabies #2** by bartan tirix the dense forest was quite peaceful, save for some of the native birds being rather chatty today.
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.
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.
Drunken Lullabies #8
drunken lullabies © flogging molly **drunken lullabies #8** by bartan tirix he slowly came to, like resurfacing from a large unmoving ocean of water into the low-glowing atmosphere of a warm bedroom.
Drunken Lullabies #11
>>;;;; drunken lullabies © flogging molly **drunken lullabies #11** by bartan tirix the sun glanced into the room, now that it was no longer blinded by some passing clouds.
Drunken Lullabies #10
I hope you enjoy~ drunken lullabies © flogging molly theo © himself.
A Drunken Wizard's Duel
Everyone on the beach crowds around as the drunken wizards square off, squeaks holding a wand, and gimmegee the gnome wielding her staff. they stare each other down, each of them slightly swaying, yet their focus is on each other.
A Night of Drunken Passion
A continuation to a night of drunken fun. i felt that it need a bit more to reach a satisfactory ending, i hope you all like it. leave your thoughts with a comment down below.
Drunken Lullabies #18
Otherwise the time gaps are going to get larger drunken lullabies © flogging molly bartan © myself **drunken lullabies #18** by bartan tirix the clouds surfed the early evening skies, blocking most of the light from the sun as it began to set.
Lyle le Loosely Lucid Lion - rough draft form
Once upon a time, there was a lion who could not really make sense of the world. Why? Because her was the only normal one around. Every one was fucking crazy. No shit. Now, I order to tell you the story, I have to think straight. No gay. I'm drunk...