The best place by the fire

pooritalianfan:

thestraggletag:

Got a fever of 101 and reconsidered the whole “wait till tomorrow to see a doctor”. Turns out I have bacterial pharyngitis. I’m gonna curl up on a leather armchair, throw all the blankets on top of me and watch old movies while drinking soup and ingesting drugs.

… but a wee bit of rumbelle porn would also help. Just saying.

May I offer a kitten AND a blanket?

You may. It’s most effective.

randomly-rambling:

thestraggletag:

Now I kinda want a GOT-like house banner for Loststragglefaery consisting on the profile outline of Bobby’s head looking downwards, like kinda sad and the words “Smutify the woobie” below as house motto.

Straggle is sick and will milk it for all that is worth. Whoever makes this happens gets my complete devotion.

Take your pick!

Or

Might as well make me choose between my children. I pick both.

Got a fever of 101 and reconsidered the whole “wait till tomorrow to see a doctor”. Turns out I have bacterial pharyngitis. I’m gonna curl up on a leather armchair, throw all the blankets on top of me and watch old movies while drinking soup and ingesting drugs.

… but a wee bit of rumbelle porn would also help. Just saying.

rufeepeach:

thestraggletag:

rufeepeach:

thestraggletag:

rufeepeach:

dID THAT BELARUSSIAN WOMAN JUST EMERGE DRAMATICALLY FROM A DISCOBALL ON A CATWALK IN A TINY SPARKLING FLAPPER DRESS WITH THE BEST ORANGE AND WHITE MALE DANCERS EVER?

I THINK SHE DID.

I think the whole of Europe is drunk. Carry on, forefathers. Make us feel like embarrassed teenagers.

You wish you were invited to this massive party ok?

WE’RE SMOKING SOMETHING AWESOME AND YOU WANT IN.

To tell you the truth there are days that make you rethink the whole “Let us thwart the British’s plans of invading us”. It seemed like a sound plan at the time, but two hundred and six years later… not so much.

Poor rejected babies.

One day you’ll be in. I mean if Azerbaijan counts as European in these terms…

Why must we be star-crossed by the Atlantic Ocean?

rufeepeach:

thestraggletag:

rufeepeach:

dID THAT BELARUSSIAN WOMAN JUST EMERGE DRAMATICALLY FROM A DISCOBALL ON A CATWALK IN A TINY SPARKLING FLAPPER DRESS WITH THE BEST ORANGE AND WHITE MALE DANCERS EVER?

I THINK SHE DID.

I think the whole of Europe is drunk. Carry on, forefathers. Make us feel like embarrassed teenagers.

You wish you were invited to this massive party ok?

WE’RE SMOKING SOMETHING AWESOME AND YOU WANT IN.

To tell you the truth there are days that make you rethink the whole “Let us thwart the British’s plans of invading us”. It seemed like a sound plan at the time, but two hundred and six years later… not so much.

rufeepeach:

dID THAT BELARUSSIAN WOMAN JUST EMERGE DRAMATICALLY FROM A DISCOBALL ON A CATWALK IN A TINY SPARKLING FLAPPER DRESS WITH THE BEST ORANGE AND WHITE MALE DANCERS EVER?

I THINK SHE DID.

I think the whole of Europe is drunk. Carry on, forefathers. Make us feel like embarrassed teenagers.

bad-faery:

thestraggletag replied to your post: Is he flirting or trying to make a sale? An epic…

Pushing aside the Lachlan feels… let’s go with flirting. I doubt someone at farmer’s market comes on to all female clients to sell some tomatoes. He cute?

Very pretty grey eyes.

He’s a glassblower and gave me his card, telling me that he could make me anything I wanted. So… even at worst I can still get some new jewelry out of this.

Fiercely pushing the glassblower potential sex jokes aside, it sounds very promising. And, like you said, it’s a win-win situation. And grey eyes, yummy! I hope he has dark hair, it’s a great combination.

Now I kinda want a GOT-like house banner for Loststragglefaery consisting on the profile outline of Bobby’s head looking downwards, like kinda sad and the words “Smutify the woobie” below as house motto.

Straggle is sick and will milk it for all that is worth. Whoever makes this happens gets my complete devotion.

bad-faery:

Gold was determined that his second date with Belle would be everything that the first one wasn’t. He’d take her out for dinner and romance her properly, give her the kind of courtship that she deserved.

Not seeing her for three days after they’d made love was agonizing. Simply getting out of bed to go their separate ways had been difficult. Left to his own devices, Gold would have been very happy to spend the rest of eternity in bed with Belle, but they both had jobs that demanded their attention, and it wouldn’t do to become a complete hedonist. In less than two weeks, Belle’s show would end its run, and although he was certain she’d field plenty of offers once that happened, he hoped they’d have a little more time to spend together.

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This is just what I needed. My throat feels like I’ve swallowed shards of glass and my head is all fuzzy and heavy but, damn it all, that was good smut. And Gold is so adorable. I gotta tell you it’s very refreshing to see a man being afraid of sex or not being good enough. And you are so realistic about it, there’s no sudden miracle of prowess.

As always, thanks for posting. Totally helped.

Throat’s on fire, body feels lethargic and heavy…

Yep, we have a Straggle down.

Trying to go to sleep but having a blast writing Maleficent. Damn it, woman, stop being the sassiest sasser ever!