#anyways! time to take this before Ace gets back ☺️

[sweet-as-kiwis]

Final 2/3

[thewintersoldierdisaster]

So I know in real life willy is super private about relationships and stuff but imagine him taking reader and baby gunnar to the outdoor practice!!! maybe not the first year since baby will be only 2/3 months old but the year after that 🥺 a little toddler on skates just hanging around with the dogs!!!!!

or maybe they even take him the first year even though he's so small just cause MEMORIES for dad!! (erik haula from the devils took his newborn baby to the family skate they had before the stadium series last year lol so cute) And everyone is being super nice and helpful to reader and baby and she's freaked out about william holding him on the ice on skates even though he's barely moving at all and they take a cute family pic (and I know this year some of his family is there like his sister so maybe they also take pictures and it's a really cute and wholesome moment for them and the fans go crazy seeing willy's new baby that no one even knew about)

bestie if you could see the giant cheesy grin i had on my face when i read this ☺️☺️ i love this idea so freaking much and im excited to dive into willy and ace’s relationship (thank you again for giving her a nickname!)

anyway, gunnar is actually two months old tomorrow so taking him to outdoor practice is like his first major outing and ace is definitely a little nervous about it. she’s taken him on walks and to different stores, but not really and never out in the cold for so long

she doesn’t plan on coming for the whole practice, just really the end of it and she’s lucky that ella doesn’t want to be out in the cold for that long either. they drive out to the practice rink with gunnar in his car seat and the dogs hanging out back there too, guarding their little brother

she and william also aren’t together at this point either, just co-parents and friends who are both too stupid to realize the other one wants to kiss them (but they’ll figure it out eventually)

ace gets gunnar (in the cutest little fuzzy bear onesie with a hood and ears because babies in bear suits are the cutest thing in the world, and a little baby leafs’ toque under the hood) settled into the carrier strapped to her chest. he’s a chunky two month old and he’s sleepy from his nap, so he’s totally dead weight on her chest

ella gets pablo and banksy under control, on leashes because of the crowds, and they head over to the rink, meeting the other leafs’ wags - all of the ladies greet ace happily, warmly enveloping her into the fold, and peeking in at gunnar

“he’s willy’s twin!” steph marner coos, holding his little mittened hand

“you should see his little smirk after he’s gotten the boob,” you reply dryly. “looks exactly like his dad then.”

steph cracks up and you flush a little when you realize what you’ve said. yours and willy’s relationship is so undefined, but you do miss the orgasms, not that you’ll tell him. he’s just your friend and baby daddy

practice ends and then the fun begins - fans getting to interact with the players and the players finally getting to see their families. william skates over to you immediately, face flushed from exertion and a huge grin on his face.

“all good, ace?” he asks, leaning over the boards and settling his hand on your waist. he brushes a quick kiss to the top of your head, so fast and glancing that you’re not even sure it was a kiss. you can’t really make out his eyes behind the tiny of his visor

“mhm,” you nod, unzipping the extension panel on the front of your parka so he can see gunnar, now wide awake and blinking big blue eyes up at his daddy. “little guy woke up just in time to miss every second of actual practice”

william laughs and tugs his glove off so he can cup a hand around gunnar’s head. he leans in and kisses the baby’s head, “good news is he’s awake just in time for a skate with his old man.”

you wrinkle your nose, anxiety rising in your chest. william doesn’t notice, greeting ella with a hug before squatting down to rub at pablo and banksy’s ears. the dogs pull at their leashes, excited to get on the ice

“does he have to go on the ice?” you ask nervously, bouncing on the balls of your feet to keep gunnar in motion

william squints at you. “i mean, no? but i’m pretty secure on these things,” he smiles reassuringly and gestures down to his skates. “i won’t go far, just a quick back and forth and we can grab a family picture”

gunnar squeaks up at you and you twist your lips up before nodding and agreeing. “okay, yeah, i think he’ll like the skate anyway”

william and ella both help you get gunnar out of the carrier and into william’s waiting arms - your chunky two month old, so big in your arms, looks nearly tiny in william’s, surrounded by his padding and gear. the baby gives a gummy smile and you return it reflexively. pablo and banksy are let off their leashes and bound onto the ice, finding zeus marner and rolling around with him

“be right back” true to his word, william takes gunnar for a very quick little skate, making your son giggle wildly and you and ella both wave and laugh at them, snapping pictures

once he’s back at the entrance to the ice, william holds his hand out for you to step on. you step out gingerly, tucking against his side and rubbing at gunnar’s belly gently. ella’s snapping pictures and calling for gunnar’s attention

you’re all too aware that people are definitely looking, beyond curious about willy styles’ personal life. you’ve kept your social media presence quiet, instagram and twitter made private. but fans have seen you out in downtown toronto, with your huge, pregnant belly front and center while walking with william or the dogs, and with gunnar in a carrier on william’s chest just last month

they’ve been really gracious about not posting pictures of gunnar’s face and giving your privacy, but something about today worries you a bit

later, you see pictures and video of the practice, your little family in the background of different posts and starting front and center where fans are confirming that william kissed your head and held the baby

there’s other videos of william signing things for fans, being asked about the baby. he’ll only give one of his mysterious little smirks and reply that he’s “happy” and “life is good”

next year, gunnar is 14 months old, toddling around the ice in his little snowsuit, petting pablo and banksy and zeus as william skates behind him, on guard.

and ace has a sparkly new engagement ring on her finger for the fans to talk about 😇

[ryuichirou]

Replies

Some replies about recent posting, but also FINALLY some general twst-related replies! Musing about possible birthday cards themes, talking about Lilia's seiyuu spicy past work, discussing Ace being a little loser, twst boys enjoying others' tears, some elements of draconian anatomy aaand some other stuff that I'm forgetting,

Anonymous asked:

Sorry for bombarding your askbox with praise lately but I cannot help it. Your drawings are such treats to me LMAO

There's such few gidefellow in the world and I will gnaw on every fanart I see 💚

Never be sorry for that! Praise me more!! \owo/ Hehe thank you so much.

I am very happy you’re enjoying these two; I love drawing them a lot. It’s a shame they’re not more popular.

Anonymous asked:

Every time you post a woman, I am reminded I am no better than a man. Thank you.

Thank you, Anon! And I’m sorry for making you feel that way 😭 I feel the same way when I draw them… love the ladies…

Anonymous asked:

Girl, you know what i feel when i see those skin?

I’m cackling, thank you...

Anonymous asked:

Well it's good that Epel is in the clear but I felt that he might despise Vil for using his family apple juice as the murder weapon that could lead to his family into trouble. Sometimes I feel like if that Vil murdered Neige happened, Epel might ended up being upset at Vil given how deeply care about his family and their farm and he use the apple juice for a contest that Vil wants to prove himself. Ironic how if Vil didn't try to attempt on that, he could have won given how votes are almost tied and would have earn more votes if he didn't overblot which would made the VDC members not exhausted from the fight as stated in chapter 6.

Yeah, Epel’s feelings regarding this whole situation is an interesting topic, it would probably take a lot of time for him to understand what was going on inside Vil’s head back then, if he ever would understand that. He might also never forgive him, and forget pretty much everything Vil had taught him, but also start antagonising all the “girly stuff” more because now he has this negative association.

It’s also interesting to think about what would’ve happened if Vil didn’t overblot… maybe they really would have won, but also maybe Vil was already too deeply into his own head and wouldn’t express the passion needed for Rook to give him the vote. But anyway, even Vil himself accepted that it was his fault that they didn’t win, and that his overblot really exhausted everyone and made the dance worse.

Anonymous asked:

YOU SIR IS ON FIRE

Thank you!... God it’s burning!!

Anonymous asked:

You are really spoiling us with legs and thighs ☺️💚 Thank you for all the arts you draw 🫡

As you've said before 'peak male performance' So true btw

This also made me think(and hope) about ショタ birthday cards. I mean, it could be a great birthday series for personal stories (for me at least). I can just imagine funny and wholesome moments lol.

Sorry for babbling in your askbox lmao. This is just me huffing on copium fumes 😭. But I think Yana would get it though 😂

Thank you so much, Anon <3 I really enjoy rendering legs and thighs lately hehe, I’m happy you like how it looks! It really is peak male performance…

Oh god, that theme for birthday cards would be insanely fun… and it’s not entirely unthinkable! Maybe I’m huffing on copium too, but I know Prince of Tennis mangaka did something similar once, and Yana used to be super into Prince of Tennis in her pre-Kuroshitsuji days, so who knows.

I just wanna see cute designs..!!

Anonymous asked:

Hi, did you know Hikaru Midorikawa (Lilia's voice actor) voiced in a ridiculous amount of r18 bl drama cds both as uke and seme or are you normal? Anyway, for all the horny people out there, if you dig deep enough you can find dozens of them for free on old fujoshi blogs. This is the flilthiest and most absurd piece of knowledge I own and I had to share it with you thirsty weebs

Yes of course I know, Anon! I also know that he spent his active blcd years joined at the hip with Koyasu Takehito, so when we learned that he voices Sebek’s grandpa we completely lost it – this man follows him everywhere! Too bad they’re not a ship for us this time lol

So yeah, please, if anyone didn’t know about this, feel free to look it up, you should be able to stumble upon some interesting stuff.

Also also, Ace’s and Deuce’s VA also did a bl drama together a couple of years ago, and theirs was so popular that it broke some kind of record… because you know, woah, ADeuce fucking…

Anonymous asked:

I just wanna say how much I adore how you've made Ace a struggling failure of a top XD he just cannot catch a break ever and I LOVE it! Even when he does manage to make some progress (finally confessing to Deuce, kissing Epel) it's not satisfying (Rook popping in to ruin the mood, failing to make Deuce jealous). Please keep it up.

Thank you, Anon! <3 I love teasing Ace a little bit lol He has a lot of feelings and desires, and also a lot of inner conflict and wanting to look like he isn’t all that interested… One would say the universe would reward him for taking all those brave little steps, but somehow he really does always end up failing somehow… is it his karma for being a douche??

But honestly, I want to balance it up a little bit every now and then; I think even Ace-the-failure has his cool moments sometimes. Sometimes… But for every cool Ace moment there are a couple of moments of Ace wanting to be smooth but not being smooth at all.

It’s okay, he’s a baby top, he’ll learn…

Anonymous asked:

Azul would force his lover to deep throat his tentacles, just saying

Absolutely, Anon, that’s a fact, not even a question.

Anonymous asked:

I'm sure there's a lot of criers

Anyone who licks the the tears away and goes like "Hm, salty" or some shit

Absolutely, Anon.

I feel like every Octa-trio guy would do that lol Can’t quite put it past any of them. Azul, however, would drink his enemies’ (victims’) tears from a martini glass, he is more classy than those two~

I can also picture Lilia doing that, but to him it’s a much rarer occasion these days; he used to do it more often though…

Rook as well, but to him it wouldn’t be a malicious gesture, just a slightly creepy one. Whenever he sees someone crying, he genuinely wants to taste the saltiness…

And you know what? Jack. Even less malicious than Rook, just some intrusive thoughts winning over this pup’s mind. And his “Hm, salty” would sounds very earnest. Of course it’s salty, you silly…

thestarlightfae asked:

Do you think Malleus has nipples? He is a draconic fae. Dragon are famously reptiles which do not breast feed, and while I have admittedly not confirmed it I would assume that means they do not have nipples. So is it the same with Malleus? Maybe he tapes fake nipples on to blend in better with the humans 🤔 Food for thought!

You know it’s a good question because I know he probably shouldn’t, but I still can’t help but draw him with both nipples and a bellybutton. Like, Lilia is a different story, he is a bat and a mammal, but Malleus… on the other hand though, Malleus’ mom has boobs for some reason, so…

Now you made me think about Malleus having fake nipples noooo~ Maybe it’s magic.

Anonymous asked:

They say dragon have 2 dick. You make me think that malleus waste both his dick when he the bottom.

Exactly, Anon, this is the hot part!

I can’t believe I’ve never drawn Malleus with two dicks before… there is another character from another title that has two dicks (not officially, ofc, just a headcanon of ours), and he is a bottom to us as well, so Malleus should absolutely be drawn with two every now and then.

He could squeeze his man’s dick with his two swords, you know…

[supervillain-smut]

Hoss we about Captain Cold being a little too warm 😉 and decides that being naked with you is more fun

Thank you ☺️

"Fuck! Oh, god!" Leonard Snart, aka Captain Cold, and your boyfriend, groaned for the 15th time in about an hour. "Too hot, fuck I'm too hot! WHY IS IT SO HOT IN HERE?! MICK! I'M BLAMING YOU!" Len shouted loud enough so hopefully Mick could hear him while he was working on the AC in the backyard of your shared house.

"YEAH, YEAH, I KNOW! YOU TOUCH THE THERMOSTAT ONE DAMN TIME, AND NOW IT'S YOUR FAULT IT'S BROKEN!" Mick yelled back, throwing a bolt at the window he'd regret throwing later as he'd have to find it in the grass.

You, however, sat relatively cool in front of a box fan working its hardest, peeking over at the two men every time they spoke or made a noise. Apparently, this time Len had accepted the AC would take longer than him getting heat stroke and chose to shed his iconic parka. A rare sight indeed. You took the time to admire Len in his joggers and black thermal shirt. The shirt was tight to his body, to effectively trap his body heat, but its main purpose right now was leaving very little to the imagination of his torso.

Len was no Olympic athlete; no six-pack to be found on the Rogue who did almost nothing but sit around planning heists, drinking beer, and watching the latest hockey game until there was action to be had. He was no slob when it came to him and his body, personal hygiene included. His outline from his shoulders to his waist still formed a V, and his arms got enough work holding that cryo-gun all the time, let alone his strong legs from constantly moving around to avoid getting hit while trying to hit back. He was soft and comfortable, while still being fit for his job. It was perfect for you to lay on him but now wasn't the time.

You had shed your own long-sleeved shirt and joggers that were usually required when living with the Captain Cold, and had traded them for a tank top and shorts; they'd shrunk in the wash last time James did laundry, so you were fighting to keep them covering your butt completely. "Babe, can you grab me a water from the fridge? I'm dying over here." Len always asked you so nicely for things. He mostly liked to spoil you, so asking was a big deal for him.

"Sure, Len. I was just about to grab one anyway." You fibbed as you got up and sauntered to the fridge, feeling eyes on you the whole way, especially when you had to crouch to reach the coldest ones on the bottom shelf. When you turned back around, you stopped in your tracks at what was in front of you. Len, while you were busy, had taken off the thermal and was now sitting leaning back on the couch bare-chested and patting his face dry with a damp towel. You walked over and handed the water bottle to him.

"Thanks, babe, you're the best. Could you maybe do one more thing while you're up?" "Sure, Len." "Could you run this under cold water again?" "Yeah, of course." You had to stop yourself from muttering or whispering your responses as you grabbed the towel and ran it under the faucet, wringing it out so it wasn't soaked, and handed it back to Len, who pulled you into his lap for a quick kiss. As much as you loved the sight and feel of him half-naked, the sweat was not a great feeling, and you really wanted to get back to your fan, so you brought your cold water bottle to the back of his neck.

This, however, backfired when Len straightened up for a second in shock before letting out a moan. "Oh, that feels so good..." The sentence had sent a wave of heat straight to your core, and you tried to laugh off the awkward feeling. Len pulled you even further into his lap and leaned his head back into the water bottle to cool down. "I hate this heat. I wanna just strip and lay on an ice block. Anything would be better than this." Len groaned.

"Why don't you put that cold gun to good use?" You suggested, gesturing to the weapon sitting on the workbench. "I told you, the gun's not a power to abuse. Besides, it's going to leave an even bigger mess once the ice melts." "... What about a small layer? Wouldn't it just evaporate after some time? We could lightly frost the bed and just lay on it." Len looked at you amused for a moment before he changed to thought. "You know what, that would work; and it sounds like a capital idea. Come on." Len said as he got up after you and grabbed the gun, following you up to your shared room, his eyes never leaving your ass.

As soon as you were both inside, you shut the door only to squeak in surprise as Len pinned you against the door, attacking your neck with kisses. "Fuck, those shorts look so good on you. Just can't keep my hands to myself. You want me to stop, now's the time to say so." Len panted as he looked you in the eyes and loosened his grip on your wrists, giving you space and wiggle room; neither of which you wanted.

"Stop? I say go. Why don't we put that bed idea into action?" You spoke in a sultry tone as you gently pushed him backward towards the bed. "Fuck, I love you." Len breathed as he turned around long enough to lightly frost the bed, immediately throwing you onto it, and dropping the cold gun on the floor. You gasped at the sudden cold as Len climbed over you, resuming his attack on your neck.

You wrapped your legs around his hips and he began to grind into you half-erect. Len's hand drifted lower and lower down your body before pulling your panties to the side and dipping a finger into your heat, curling it. "Fuck! Len!" You cried out as he delved another finger past your folds. "That's it. You're being so good for me."

He continued to finger you for a while, and just when you felt that coil starting to tighten, he stopped. "Len! No! Please, don't stop!" "Sorry, darling, I have to if you want me to fuck you properly. You want me to fuck you, or do you wanna come like this?" You lay there panting as you thought. "I want you to fuck me. Please fuck me, Len." "Atta girl. Come here." Len kissed behind your ear as he pulled his boxers down and pumped himself a few times, a bead of pre-cum spilling from the tip before he pushed into you with a groan.

"Fuck, you feel so good. All mine. So beautiful and perfect, just for me." Len groaned into your ear as he pushed in until he couldn't anymore. He slowly drew back until just his tip was sheathed, then slammed back into you, nearly knocking the wind out of you with pleasure. You locked your ankles around his hips, encouraging him to set a steady pace as he fucked into you.

the smell and sound of sex filled the room as you went at it, coaxing a few orgasms out of each other, not noticing the temperature cooling as Mick had fixed the air conditioner. By the time you were both spent, you were shivering. Len pulled you into him and kissed the top of your head. "Here, lemme go get your robe. Keep you warm until you wanna get dressed." Len said as he pulled his joggers on, commando underneath, he left and quickly returned with your favorite fluffy bathrobe and helped you into it before climbing into bed and scooping you towards him, nestling your face into his neck as he massaged circles into your hip and lower back.

[library-of-ohara]

Anon requested

🙋‍♀️ First of all, LOVE YOU GUYS SM ❤️ I literally follow all you guys’ blogs and wish I could support you all better if school wasn’t so expensive 😭😭

But if any of you feel like it, I recently saw a scenario with Ace finding out his S/O used to be a slave and it got me thinking, how would Killer/Kidd/and Marco comfort an S/O who went through something traumatic/previous abusive partner/bullying/etc.? What would their reaction be?

Anyways, thank you for all your work ☺️☺️☺️

I can't speak for the others, but knowing that you like our content and enjoy it, is enough support for me. Not all support has to be financial, sometimes a like is enough, though a re-blog is great too. Supporting others, can also be done to make sure others will see their work. I'm not telling you what to do, just coming with some suggetions to how else to support us.

Anyway, I managed to write both Marco and Kid for you and I should warn you, I have never written Kid before, but wanted to give it a try.

This was written by Didi [@usopp-writes]

Enjoy <3

Marco and Kid x GN reader (serparately) SFW Word count: 1,395 TW: Mentions of abuse

Marco

There was only one person on the ship that knew why you’d left your home island behind and why you never looked back and never really talked about it. It was the captain, your father figure. You didn’t feel comfortable talking about it, so he didn’t push you, but gave you his love and care. It was still traumatic for you to think about it, even now, after you’d been part of this family for two years. Some things just took time and other things were better to just forget. In your case, you didn’t know which was better.

Falling in love hadn’t been on your mind, you actually had hoped to go through the rest of your life without it, but it happened and somehow – don’t ask you how, you still didn’t know – the man you’d fell in love with was feeling the same. Now you were dating him, which wasn’t all that easy for you, though you tried hard to be normal in your new relationship with Marco. You weren’t that physical and you were happy that he respected it, though you could tell he wanted to know why you sometimes would tense up, when he took your hand or when he raised his voice against some of your siblings, when they’d messed up.

“You know that you can tell me everything, yoi.” His voice was so soft and soothing; you could tell he cared deeply for you.

Pulling your legs to your chest – you felt protected like this – you simply nodded. Silence fell between you for a long moment, before you told him why you had left and barely taken anything with you. The words spilled from your lips, tears flowing freely down your cheeks, as you recalled all the times your husband had hit you or verbally assaulted you and all the times he had locked you up or forced himself upon you. One you got started, you couldn’t stop and when all had been said, you cried and rocked yourself, still traumatized over the years of abuse you’d been through.

Marco hadn’t expected any of this and it shocked him. How could anyone be so cruel to the ones they claimed to love? No, Marco was sure that your husband hadn’t loved you. That was the real cruelty. Slowly Marco went to sit down next to you, taking your hand and rubbing it with his thumb. He would have pulled you close to him, but now knowing what you’d been through, he would wait until you felt more comfortable in your relationship and trusted him.

“We’ll get through this together, my love. I’ll show you what real love is and I’ll make sure you are as comfortable as you can be. Slowly we’ll push your comfort zone bigger. From this day forward, I’ll be at your side.” He knew that words could sound like empty promises, but it was more a promise to himself too. From this day, whenever you needed peace or being alone with him, you would find him right at your side. Even if he was always busy, he always made time for you and only when things were critical – like he was giving medical aid to someone – you couldn’t expect him to throw everything aside for you, which you never did.

With Marco at your side, you slowly got more comfortable with physical touches, less uncomfortable when he was scolding others and you started to bloom. You had never expected to find this sort of love and devotion on a ship filled with pirates, but you did and you finally felt that your life was beautiful.

Kid

Like everyone else on the island, you’d of course heard and read about the Kid Pirates, so when they landed on your island, you hadn’t been able to contain your curiosity. In your mind, pirates were cool and interesting, they sailed the sea and most important, they were free. Something you didn’t feel, your parents were controlling every move you made or at least it felt like that. That had been why you had snuck out and down to the harbor to at least get a glimpse of the freedom the pirates had. You hadn’t expected to find courage enough to stand up to the pirates, but when you did; you had somehow found yourself on board their ship and part of their crew.

That was 1½ years ago and you didn’t regret your decision. You had the freedom you had always longed for, but you had also love, though dating your captain wasn’t always easy and he was overly jealous from time to time. Even so, you were happy. Kid gave you what you heart had longed for the most, freedom. That didn’t mean that you didn’t have bad days, where you lied in bed, curled up in a ball, refusing to leave.

“Just because you’re my girl, it doesn’t mean you can’t pull your weight around here. You’ve been sulking for three days now, y/n. Get out or I’ll force you out.” Kid warned you, as he stood at the bed.

You peeked over the blanket, could see his annoyance and it just made everything worse for you. Right now, he reminded you too much of your parents, how they had forced you to do chores, to learn, to practice in being the perfect daughter and a wife-to-be. Not that Kid knew this, you’d never told him how trapped you had been in your own home. Now you felt trapped again, even if you knew it was irrational to feel that way. You had everything your heart longed for.

A sob escaped your lips, as guilt filled your chest. One sob became two, became more and soon you were crying.

“Oi, what the heck is wrong with you?” Kid might speak rudely, but there was a concern in his tone. He crawled into bed with you, pulling the blanket aside, so he could crawl under it and hold you. This was a side of him not many knew about him and even fewer saw. When he was all caring and kind, not brutally shoving emotions down or to the side, he was actually a great man and boyfriend.

You calmed down enough to gather your thoughts. Maybe it was about time you told him about your childhood and how growing up had felt like you were a prisoner in your own life. And you did. Before you could hold yourself back, you told him everything. From how your life had been planned by your parents, to how little you were allowed to do and how you were forced to obey them or face the consequences of them ignoring you or guilt tripping you apologize and do what they wanted. How you had never been allowed to make your own decision or do what you wanted to. Once everything had been said, through tears and voice cracking, silence fell upon you.

It took a long while before Kid would speak and in the meantime, you started to feel uncomfortable, afraid even, though never did his arms leave you. He was holding you tight, but also gently, as if to tell that you had his love and he wanted to take your pain.

“What island did you come from again?” He asked, voice dark and cold.

You shook your head, not wanting to ever go back again. “Why do you want to go there?”

He didn’t answer right away and when he spoke, it was as if he hadn’t asked about where you came from. “Let me know if those feelings of being trapped come again or if someone is pushing your boundaries, even if I’m the one doing so. I want to help you get through them. You’re free, y/n. No need to keep being bound by feelings that are in the past.”

You didn’t know he was this insightful, but it was nice. Nodding, you snuggled closer to him, needing just a little more time like this, before getting up and pull your weight. It would be easier now, since you knew Kid was at your side, even if he wasn’t going to show it in front of everyone else. Just the thought of him taking care of your well-being too, was enough for you to slowly letting go of all the insecurities and the past.

[marcholasmoth]

OSRR: 2919

i have had limited personal space today.

i also got overwhelmed a bunch and cheered for jousting and gave a flower as a token to a squire because she was really pretty.

i didn't sleep too great last night because couches and no AC are my nemeses.

also i looked fire today but i took no pictures until child was off at camp and friend and i were at dinner.

we went to the faire this morning and it was a lot! and a lot of fun. i threw an axe! it stayed in the wall a few times! i even hit the target twice! and i bought and drank bad root beer and i wanted a turkey leg but those were $23 and i wasn't prepared to do that so friend and i simply went to kennebunk for dinner and went to federal jack's. it was really good.

we drove around for a bit before i brought her home and i came back to joel's. i got back about 25 minutes ago. i ache all over, i'm very tired, and i was sweating so much today that my sweat dripped down my shin. gross.

anyway, i have appointments tomorrow so i'll go and do that stuff and not go to work and maybe take a nap because i deserve a nap after the child bumping into me all day. i need space. fo real.

sheesh. but i'm happy i get to be next to joel now. he's squishy and comfy and sweet and i love him a lot.

☺️