#wavy/curly hair my beloved ok

[oyesteryells]

drew this bc i wanted to know what would happen if i pookiefied bedman

[likecastle]

OK I am having such a bizarre hair week and I just can't get over it.

I came home exhausted from a big work event last week and decided that was the perfect time to cut my hair. It was basically like every scene in a movie where a woman on the run from the cops cuts her hair in an ill-lit bathroom, except, incredibly, it turned out looking pretty OK. "It looks like a real haircut," as a beloved friend put it. Like, it's certainly not professional work, but wavy hair will cover a multitude of sins, and it's good enough for me. I'm back in my bisexual bob era and I love that for me.

I wasn't over the moon about how I was styling my hair at this length, though--I have very fine wavy hair and I've always had a hard time getting it to hold its shape, instead of going frizzy or lank. So a couple of days ago, I was like, you know what, I'm going to try the diffuser attachment on my hair dryer again, even though every single time I've tried it over the past several years of experimenting with "curly girl method" nonsense, it hasn't worked for me. And what do you know? I am now somehow miraculously capable of diffusing my hair and it looks nice. I don't know what alchemical combination of technique, product, cut, and atmospheric conditions made this possible, but my hair is now smooth and bouncy and reasonably well defined. I am truly gobsmacked by the difference it's made. Witchcraft!

Now the last piece of the saga is this: the hair at the nape of my neck is now too short to be put up in a ponytail, which is an option I'd like to have. I can kind of clip it back with pins or clips, but part of me is tempted to give myself a little undercut there at the nape of my neck. So, should I continue my week of bizarre hair risks and give myself* a modest undercut? Or should I be content that my reckless choices haven't ended in disaster so far and leave it alone?

[sprinklina]

UMMM splatoon cookie.s splatcookies if you will :3 AU BY @skookiess hiii hiello waves with my sprinklina shaped hand

ALL THE IMAGE IDS BELOW! !!!! sorry if therue poopy its 3 am

first image id: three headshots of licorice, poison mushroom, and dark choco. licorice has anenome tentacles to represent his long, thick wavy hair. it is split down the middle and covers the left side of his face. he is looking to the right unamusedly. the title above him says 'Beloved Villain', and below it says Anenome. next to licorice is poison mushroom. they have very curly hair reaching their ears, and a cleft lip. they have very big puppy-dog eyes and are holding their hands up to what would be their chest. the title above them says 'Soft Toxic-Mist User' and below says 'jellyfish..? / jelly-ling maybe'. next to them is dark choco. he has long tentacles to resemble his hair. it comes down to below his chin, and is looking off to the right. his left eye is closed with a scar running through it. the title above him says 'Persistent Expert' and below says 'inkling'. end id.

second image id: one large headshot of pomegranate cookie and one smaller drawing of sorbet shark and squid ink together. pomegranate cookie has chin-length hair, with axolotl's external gills to represent her hair buns. she has big glasses on and is looking to the right dissapointed. the title above her says 'Lethal Secretary' and below says 'axolotl'. the next drawing has sorbet smiling wide, with an arm extended up. squid ink is in front of them partially hiding them from view. sorbet has shorter hair with a spike to resemble a shark fin, while squid ink has middle-parted tentacles that somewhat cover their face. sorbet exclaims 'YAAAY!' while squid ink has big teary eyes and gnaws on a coin. end id.

third image id: the text 'dark team VS my team' is in a box above the comic. licorice is looking at the camera, unbothered, and pointing his thumb behind him to gesture to the other team. he says 'No, yeah, we'll be fine. / I heard they debuffed Kraken.' end id.

fourth image id: continuation of the comic. squid ink and caramel arrow talk while caramel looks off screen. she says 'Kick his ass, squid ink.' squid ink looks at her nervously, holding a coin up to cover their mouth, replying '...ok.' end id.

fifth image id: continuation of the comic. squid ink transforms to their special attack form, which is a gigantic squid. they are very teary eyed and say 'sorry'. theres a lot of space between 's' and the rest of the word. end id.

sixth image id: continuation of the comic. licorice looks up off screen, presumably at squid ink, with a wide eye and raised shoulders. he replies 'Oh. Okay.' these words are written in all capitals. end id.

seventh image id: continuation of the comic. pomegranate and captain caviar sitting on the sidelines. pomegranate looks at her phone, with the 'sarcastically' written above her dialog in brackets. she says 'Woo. Go team.' captain caviar is next to her with wide eyes and jaw dropped. the text next to him reads '... / That's me kid.' end id.

[ananas-pineapple-thing]

[ID: two digital bust drawings of characters from the septimus heap series; the first is of lucy gringe and the second is of simon heap. lucy is turned slightly to the right and grinning widely; her two braids have multiple dark pink ribbons tied around them and she is dressed in a maroon vest over a pink blouse. simon is facing ahead and smiling mischievously; he is dressed in a dark red cloak with a golden clasp. the background for both pictures is dark gray. end ID]

[throws this into the sep heap tag and speeds away in my clown car]

[seirclys]

Liveblogging SUOL's twitch stream

People who missed it here's an informal recap

I should not be here, I'm in class and rushing my research paper for the next. WHO CARES

COVER AHH WHY IS IT DERDICK

hello suol-nim, I am taking all of suol's chat messages and throwing them into google translate

ahhhh good thing it's no audio bc I can't unmute my laptop wait no nvm

times like this i wish i learned Korean SHES SPEAKING

I let myself be "online" on discord solely to get pinged for when the cover is shown

I RECOGNIZE SOME OF YOU AHHHH THE COVER

WAIT SHES DRAWING IT

its so satisfyingggg penelope our beloved

saki and i said "did she say callisto" at the same time lmaoooo

SHE MENTIONED CALLISTO TWICE

DAGGER!! IS PENELOPE CUTTING DERRICK'S RIBBON

she's so fast holy crap

ok so tumblr deleted most of the stuff I had but it doesn't matter I remember some of them, the 1/3 after the keep reading is from my memory entirely; some of it is kinda out of order because I'm running on 5 hours of sleep combined in the past 4 days

Orange or Red roses i'm calling it im squinting at the thing

suol's imagination is big brained: deciding on penny's dresses based on environment and how it'll look next to ml

Karma thank you for telling me what's happening bc I'm in class and don't have audio

official English physical book coming out soon~

WAIT WHY ARE YOUR MESSAGES DELETED BY MODERATOR

oh no you got banned rip

read legally, ppl, rip my tapas ink

bald derrick lmao

she started lining him so fast omg

I should really brush off my csp program and draw again I feel art motivation!!!

ooh penny's eyes gradient

suol-nim has a shortcut for it it was like WHAM its on

derrick's collar went on- I didn't see it did she have a brush for it

we had pink-haired Penelope and derrick

I am taking notes like it's a class and suol-nim is my teacher, except I'm wayyy more attentive

coloring coloring

I'm so curious about suol-nim's brushes ooh I got answered

woahhhh the shading teach me suol-nim

MERCH DROP

it takes suol-nim a full week to make a chapter thank you for your hard work

dinner breakk

she's back! 6 hours strong

cover looks good! derrick and Penelope are present on the same screen and doing lighting nowww

I can see derrick's cut arm between penelope's hair-

PENELOPE AND CALLISTO COVER ART FOR VOLUME 4???

chat is freaking out so am I so am i

ahh suol started sketching other stuff and taking requests!

siyeon sketch! looking like a villainess

Penelope x gold lmaoo

KITTYLOPE MY DREAMS ARE REALIZED

squiggly reynold I can't read the Korean above it :((

GENDERBENDER CALLIOPE

male Penelope hand in marriage please

*knee slams to floor, opens ringbox, playing "let me be your woman" "hey mama"

SHORT HAIR CALLISTO and LIPSTICK LONG HAIR CALLISTO TOO!! CALLISTO SIMPS R GETTING FED

Iklies sketch!! sweaty boy

alr alr next one

hmm, small face, derrick? ah, I was correct

AHH ITS THE ECKART SIBLINGS

baby yvonne *holds in hands* precious innocent child

derrick as a child wears a suit no matter what

faceless yvonne, when will we see your face???

reynold looks kind of bug-eyed

alright next!! DUKE DADDY ahem, ok, chill

whoaa suol-nim's showing Penelope portrait DUCHESS EVELYN ECKART YEAHHHH wavy hair

I wonder if the duke adopted Penelope because he saw some of his wife and yvonne in her- his wife had curly hair and yvonne's pink hair as well

BABY WINTER READING AHH HE'S ADORABLE AND READING

eight hours into the stream!!!! suol-nim your poor wristt

SHE HEARD MY REQUEST FOR PENELOPE'S MOTHER THE TRAVELING MERCHANT, IDK IF SHES GONNA DO IT OR NOT BC I CANT UNDERSTAND KOREAN

nope. Mild consolation is that we're getting Alice

she's all of us: a fan of penelope

bonus penny chibi in alice's thoughts! looking very majestic indeed

oh- bonus sketch!

SMILING PENELOPE!!!!! WAVING AT US

stream ended. :) thank you suol-nim for your hard work!

[hermit-pistol]

ok ok ok so i headcanon that mista wears his hat all the time bc he’s insecure of his wild and curly hair SO could you maybe do headcanons or a scenario where mista and his new girlfriend are cuddling and the hat comes off and he’s big nervous but she just starts playing with his hair and pampering him with head scratches and it’s all soft 🥺🥺🥺 i love my best boy

REQUESTS ARE OPEN! Don’t be shy, send me something!

AH I am such a sucker for mista~ your headcanon is so so valid, and this was so fun to write! enjoy!

Mista was always a fun, go with the flow type of guy, but God, was he stubborn. The two of you had only been dating for a month, and he was already so open with you about most things.

Except when you mentioned his hat.

Despite your countless attempts to get answers out of him, he still wouldn't budge when the topic of conversation would turn to his beloved hat. You even tried to pull it off in his sleep one time. This resulted in a gun being shoved in your face. He doesn't really like to talk about that day...

Today was a day like any other, you and your boyfriend were curled up on the couch watching a stupid movie that you had found on television. You decided to make popcorn for the occasion, which Mista devoured in seconds. He was a hungry boy.

"I see that you didn't save me any..." you sighed as Mista handed you a practically empty bowl. The only contents that remained were small kernels- gross. "You really are a jerk, you know that?"

"What are you talking about?" He looked down at you with a concerned look on his face. Looking into his eyes made you honestly forget why you were irritated in the first place.

"Nothing..." you were almost in a trance-like state. "I hate that you're so pretty..." you ran a hand along the side of his face, admiring the strong shape of his jawline. Good genes.

He smirked in response. "You really think so?"

"Oh I know so, from your eyes to your lips." You give him a chaste kiss, and he's flushing red at this point. "To your..." you yank his hat off, much to his surprise. "hair!"

You had flung the hat to the other side of the room, and it was now much too far away for retrieval. Mista's hand flung to his head, but there was too much hair, so much so that it was peeking out between the gaps in his fingers.

"Hey, shh. It's okay. You can let your hair down, it's just me." He lowered his hands slowly. His hair was truly beautiful. Thick, unruly curls covered his head. You just wanted to run your fingers through them! "Mista, I don't know why you hate your hair so much...it's gorgeous."

Now you were using your hands to touch his wavy strands, admiring the way that Mista sighed as you gently scratched his scalp. He's probably never opened up to anyone like this before; it made you feel all the more special. "Don't hide this from me anymore, okay? Hell, your hair is so much prettier than mine."

"Okay..." Mista mumbled, his face was now squished into a pillow in order to avoid eye contact. If he were a cat, he would be purring for sure. "Scratch a little more to the left, would ya?"

"Whatever you say!" you couldn't help but laugh. "Here, get up for a second, I wanna try something."

"What's that?"

"Braiding!"

[candywrites-stories]

Strawberry Blonde

(Story by me, based off of the song Strawberry Blonde by Mitski)

"I love everybody because I love you." 

Sarah was in a good mood today. She said good morning to the bus driver, gave her florist some chocolates along with her payment, and tipped the lady who owned the farmer's shop a little extra for her food. 

"When you stood up, walked away barefoot," 

She checked that her blouse fit well and checked her skirt to make sure it was flowy enough. She couldn't stop thinking about the one she loved. 

"And the grass where you lay left a bed in your shape," 

Sarah walked to the field where two spots of grass were pressed down from being frequently sat on. 

"I looked over it and I ached." 

Sarah's heart was full of love and her head happiness. Walking through the town, she met Chrys. 

"I love everybody because I love you," 

The two walked through the town, saying good morning and in a generally cheery mood. 

"I don't need the city and I don't need proof." 

The two left the town and walked down the long path to the fields. 

"Oh, all I need, darling, is a life in your shape," 

Chrys looked at Sarah adoringly as she rambled about all the shops in the town and how they always have the best food, flowers, clothes, trinkets, everything! Sarah didn't notice the staring, and Chrys didn't notice how full of love and admiration the staring was. 

"I picture it, soft, and I ache." 

Sarah had a soft, petite figure and curly hair. Chrys had a larger build, but was still a little slim and was taller with straighter, slightly wavy hair. 

"Look at you strawberry blonde," 

The two sang a song while making their way to their spot in the fields. They talked about everything going on. Chrys had a birthday party to attend on Wednesday. Sarah asked who's birthday it was, and learned ti was Chrys's 6 (soon to be 7) year old cousin, Ty. He was a sweet boy who loved animals, so Chrys was getting him a chameleon as a present! They talked some more and Sarah made an announcement. She was finally confident enough to ask someone on a date! She couldn't wait, but she was anxious for the reply of her beloved. Chrys congratulated her and hoped it would go well, yet couldn't help but feel a little jealous. 

"Reach out the car window, trying to hold the wind" 

A gentle breeze blew by, and Chrys debated on whether or not to say something to Sarah. 

"You tell me you love her, I give you a grin." 

Chrys wanted to date someone, and told Sarah about this. She was very pretty, kind and sweet, and Chrys wanted to date her for a long time. There was only hope that she'd accept the offer. Sarah, upon learning this, smiled and wished Chrys luck with earning her heart, feeling a little jealous as well. 

"Oh, all I ever wanted was a life in your shape," 

Sarah had green eyes, Chrys was centrally hetero-chromatic, with blue on the edges of the irises and brown closer to the pupil. 

"So I follow the white lines, follow the white lines," 

The two looked ahead while walking through the fields, enjoying each other's company. 

"Keep my eyes on the road as I ache." 

The two longed for each other's love, not knowing the other already reciprocated their feelings. 

"Look at you, strawberry blonde," 

Sarah glanced at Chrys, hoping for tonight to go well. 

"Fields rolling on," The sun was setting on the field, slowly turning the hills into large silhouettes and the sky a brilliant gradient of warm colors. The two kept on talking, then Sarah told Chrys to follow her. The two stood up, then Sarah grabbed her picnic basket and started running. Chrys, surprised, ran and tried to catch up. 

"I love it when you call my name." 

"Sarah!" Chrys called. Sarah was running and running and didn't seem to be getting tired, but she stayed at a slow enough pace that Chrys could follow easily. The sun was setting and it was getting dark, and Chrys began to get concerned. That is, until Sarah took a slight right turn and ran through a field that immediately lit up with fireflies. With so many of them, there's no way it'd be too dark! 

"Can you hear the bumblebees swarm, watching your arm?" 

The two ran past some bees, but the bees paid more attention on getting back to the hive than they did the two larger beings running past. 

"I love it when you look my way." 

Sarah looked back to see that Chrys was still there, and flashed a smile before looking forward again so she could she where she was going. 

"Look at you, strawberry blonde~" 

Sarah stopped in a clearing encircled by trees, looking Chrys in the eyes. The two were blushing, but didn't realize it under the silver light of the moon and the faint glow of the fireflies. 

"Fields rolling on~" 

The clearing wasn't completely encircled, you could still see the fields stretch out a long distance. It was beautiful. A small circle of loosely planted birch trees with wooden benches, a flower garden, and a small stream flowing nearby. 

"I love it when you call my name~" 

"Chrys..." "Yes?" Chrys was still looking around, awestruck by the view of the stars, the fields, the trees, the stream, everything! 

"Can you hear the bumblebees swarm, watching your arm?" There was a hive in one of the trees on the far side of the clearing. The hive was emitting muffled buzzing from bees trying to settle down. 

"I love it when you look my way~" 

"I have something to tell you." Chrys finally stopped looking around and turned to face Sarah. The two made eye contact, Chrys getting lost in Sarah's almost honey-colored hazel eyes, Sarah gazing back into Chrys's dark, rich, pine green eyes. 

"I saw you," 

When Sarah first met Chrys, she didn't think much of the shy person with the pretty, soft, round ocean blue and pine bark brown eyes and the kind, quiet demeanor- ok, maybe she took a liking to Chrys right away. But she wasn't sure how to introduce herself. 

"I saw you," 

Sarah was actually surprised when Chrys came up to her one day. "Hi, I'm Chrys. Well, Chrys for short. I see you around a lot and wanted to introduce myself." 

"I saw you~" 

Chrys's hand was outstretched and Chrys was looking away slightly, nervous. Sarah gladly shook hands. 

"Glad to meet you, Chrys! My name is Sarah! I saw you a few days ago actually, but I didn't know how to introduce myself! 

"I saw you," 

As time went on, the two became best friends. Growing closer practically every day! Closer than they initially realized. 

“I saw you," 

And now, back to the present. "Chrys, I..." "What is it, Sarah?" "W-Will you date me? I've been in love with you for a while, a long time and I really, really, really, really love you. You can say no of course, it doesn't have to change what we have-" "YES!!" "Wh- really? Are you sure?" "How could I not be? I've loved you for months!" "B-but what about that girl you liked?" "That was you!" "Oh! Ahaha!"  

"I saw you~" 

The two laughed together, and shared a kiss. Short and sweet, but filled with love all the same. When they eventually decided to go home, Chrys let the way. And Sarah stared at the long, wavy hair her lover was named after. The strawberry blonde shade was the color of a Chrysanthemum. And Chrys was just as beautiful as her namesake. Sarah walked up next to Chrys and held her hand, and the girls kissed each other goodbye before heading to their homes.

[silentauroriamthereal]

Thank you @thepersianslipper (it won’t let me tag you??) for tagging me! (I just did one of these, but his one has slightly different questions, so here you go!) 

Rules: answer these questions then tag 20 blogs you’d like to know better! Whatevs, you’re all tagged. Bam! 

• Nickname: SA

• Zodiac: Capricorn, like my beloved Sherlock

• Height: 5′4″ (stfu, I’m a hobbit, ok)

• Time: 9:34pm

• Favorite band/singer: I don’t really do pop music

• Song stuck in my head: none, happily

• Last movie I saw: Captain America: Civil War (not for the first time!)

• Other blogs: Actually, I do have another blog, on eating keto, intermittent fasting, and various other health and weight-related issues. If you’re interested, PM me. It’s not here on tumblr. 

• Last thing I googled: “interestesting duvet covers”

• Do I get asks: Not often, though @i-want-to-pet-your-dog has been sending some intriguing ones of late! 

Why did I choose this username: I chose “SilentAuror” way back in 2002 or 2003 for the Harry Potter fandom and when I came back into fandom life in general in 2013, I figured I might as well keep the same name, especially if there were HP folk that I knew now also in the Sherlock fandom (and there were!). When I joined tumblr five years ago, the name “silentauror” had already been taken (rude!), so I adapted it based on Benedict’s “I’m the real” sign back in the day. 

• Following: I honestly don’t know. Thousands, since I follow everyone back and only remove people selectively now and then. :P 

• Average amount of sleep: 5-6 hours, though frequently less :/

• Lucky number: My favourite number is 8

• What I’m wearing: Black tights with white palm trees on them and a black cami (it’s fucking HOT here)

• Dream job: Stay-at-home fic writer

• Dream trip: I don’t even remember what I said the last time I did this meme. Right now... let’s go with Bora Bora. 

• Fave food: Sushi, though Indian, Thai, Vietnamese, Korean are all up there, too. Non-North American cuisine, basically. :P

• Play any instruments: Well, I’m a professional singer, so I guess you could say that I “play” my voice. I also play piano, have occasionally dabbled in flute and organ. Can make decent noises on stringed things like cellos and violins, but know very little about actually playing them. (My violin technique info for Sonatina in G Minor came from my bff, who is a professional violinist!) 

• Eye colour: Green or blue, depending on my mood. Sometimes they’ll change mid-sentence as my mood does! They’re more often green than blue, though. 

• Hair colour: Gold-y blond, fine, wavy/curly (depends how humid it is, lol). I used to straighten it all the time, but when I moved out east it was just too damned humid to hold it, so I relented and let it be the way it wanted to be. There’s an amusing parallel there about forcing things to be straight... 

• Describe yourself as aesthetic things: Walking slowly through a grove of brilliantly red maples in autumn. A very large cup of Earl Grey with milk. Pronouncing Czech village names from the train along the Vltava river. Watching a thunderstorm at 2am with the window open. Bakudan maki. Making soup from scratch without a recipe. Taking pictures of the sun. 

• Languages you speak: English, French, some German (I’ve forgotten a lot but it comes back when I’m in Germany or with Germans), little bits and pieces of Italian, Arabic, Spanish, Russian. 

• Most iconic song: Brünnhilde’s Immolation (lol)

• Random fact: Most people tend to think that I’m an extrovert because I’m a performer, teacher, choral conductor, feel fine standing in front of a large group of people and telling them what to do, whether it’s teaching kids how to ride horses, doing vocal warm-ups with a big choir, teaching ESL in French, etc, but the fact is that I’m secretly an introvert. It’s why I don’t really listen to music; I get enough of that when I’m in work-mode. When I’m at home, I like it silent. :)

[wethehauntedprincess-blog]

She sat there, think about what she should do, what she did to get to this point I her life. She was looked down at her arms, that was cradling a small human being. She smiled softly and rubbed to baby’s cheek with her index finger. The small petite life let out a soft ‘coo’ that she could barely hear.

 She examined the babies skin, it was a light tan color, which was from her side of the family. The brown hair was from her and her spouse, but the small being had her spouses hair, which was a wavy texture, but that will change as the infant grows and becomes of age to attend school. But what she didn't expect, was the color of the wee’s life eyes were the color she felt for so many years, sadness, the color of the tears that fell from her cheeks every night.  

She started to feel a liquid that she knew all too well, slip from her cheek.  She balanced the youngling on her left hand as her right went to touch the cheek and stop the liquid, feeling it on the tip of her finger. The new life in her arms made a slight noise that signaled her that they were about to cry. 

"No, no, no, don't cry," she said softly as she rocked back and forth, to up and down to calm the baby. "There is no need to cry. Mama's just... happy," she said. She knew she was lying. But she had to because that calmed the tot down. She sighed, and just sat there thinking about on what should she do now. She then thought of an idea. 

"Do you wanna know about Mama's childhood?" she thought as she looked at the baby as if through the newborn would respond. But the baby did in its own way. A soft coo left their mouth and she smiled. 

"Well, kid, you signed up for this." She got comfortable in the bed and sat there. Then as she was about to open her mouth the physician enters the room.

"Hello, Mrs. I'm pleased to say that your husband is alright," he joked. "And that both of your families are here to see you and the youngling." He stepped aside and the first ones to enter the room were your mother and mother-in-law. They came to your left side and stared at the baby. Soon followed the rest of both families.

"She has our family's skin." your mother stated. 

"Yeah, well she has our family’s hair color.” Stated your mother-in-law 

"Maria, both of our families have brown hair." Your mother shot back.

"Oh, yeah right..." your mother-in-law kinda shrank in her spot. 

"Hey! She has my sons wavy hair." Called out Maria again 

Your mother stared at Maria as she also noticed the babies wavy hair.

"the babies hair will soon turn curly like Agathe's hair.” your mother stated proudly.

As Maria and your mother bickered back and forth about the baby, your husband entered the room.  Agathe smiled softly at her husband.

 Her eyes traveled down to his hands and notice a bandage around his left hand. She laughs slightly.  She beckoned him to her right side and whispered in his ear.

"Did it hurt?" 

He just chuckled and nodded softly.

"Yeah. it hurt like hell."  She laughed with him. 

"Was the pain worth it?" she asked as she shifts the baby so he can see the little bugger. He sated at her then at the baby and smiled softly. She started to feel sleepy, even though she woke up not that long ago. 

"Yeah, she really was." He replied back. She smiled softly and kinda lifted up the fragile human being.

"Wanna hold her?" She said, her voice a little bit above a whisper. 

"Yes..." he said as he carefully picked up the tiny life.

"Be careful with her head," Agathe said.

As he was holding his daughter, he adjusted his hold.  Agathe's mother looked at him and asked "Why are the first one to hold the baby? I'm the grandmother!" She yelled asking.

"Well, then you're just gonna have to wait your turn." He said as he looked at his wife's mother. She huffed and muttered a 'Fine' and turned back to the rest of the family. His mother Maria, and his father, Nicolás then walked up to him.  His father patted him on the back. "You did good, son." His dad and mom walked back to the family to say hi to the family members they haven't seen in a while. He continued to cradle the baby in his arms. He was about to ask Agathe something when he noticed she had fallen asleep. He chuckled a bit and thought to himself.

'Was your plan to give her to me just you  can fall back asleep?'  He laughed and shook his head. He bent over his wife and kissed her head. Then he sat down next to her and continued to cradle his beloved newborn daughter. But as soon as he sat down, he was crowed by Agathe's nieces and nephew and his nieces and nephews. The all asked him the same types of questions. 

"What was the babies name?"

"Can I hold her?"

"Is tia Agathe ok?"

"What time was she born?" He chuckled softly and answered their question one by one.  Before his wife was pregnant, he felt like he needed something. As if though, something was missing. But when he was told that we were going to be a father, that void filled up half way. But now that he is cradling his daughter he feels complete. Now he has a small little family. They were both happy with their little girl.

"I love you."

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Ho, boy that took a while. well, I hope you like it. 

Bye!