| 𝑺𝑷𝑶𝑹𝑻𝑺 𝑴𝑨𝑿𝑿

👀 tiny hands do tighter stitches on baby birds- send him my way next time you see him.

Like you haven't gotten really into a game before 😒

This sounds a little judgmental.

Another maxxriki comm I got. This one is from @miraro.bsky.social and I love it so much. The attention to detail is immaculate and the coloring is just gorgeous. 💜💜💜

My maxxriki comm from Anheora is finally finished!! I want to cry, it's so beautiful. They captured them perfectly.

🧛🐮
#maxxriki
#rikimaxx
#jojo

Is it the printer?? That's not a mess, that's my new art project. It's titled 'Why The Fuck Did You Quit Working"

— 🖤

-// wife swap USA, 90 day fiance. I love dramatic reality TV shows.

As for a movie -- Troll 2 ( 1990s film. the acting is SO FUCKING BAD, but it's so funny, I love it and will quote it daily ) and Stan Helsing.

Rikiel fell asleep on the deck, but I put him in bed. Jamaica was a great idea for his birthday.

We might not go home 🥥🌴💞

@journalderikiel.bsky.social

[ There's paperwork beneath one of the boxes--- their names on the deed to a new property, this time in France. ]

I'd also like to wish my husband a happy Father's Day... He does more to keep me here than I think he realizes.

je t'aime, ma moitié.

@journalderikiel.bsky.social

Had my daughter's fifth birthday today; she's the best Father's Day gift I'll ever get.

She's really into those sardine people right now, hence the fish theme. It'll be a treacherous cleanup for Rikiel tomorrow.

"You interrupted my day to greet me, and I'm sure it wasn't just to be polite. What do you 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵?"

-// I'M LAUGHING SO HAR D

// 😭😭 @paradigmofmerit.bsky.social

"You had fun, don't say you didn't."

"Not long enough. What brings you into town, Father?"

“Movie night and he just HAD to pick a movie about possession. 💧”

05-21-25

The kids made breakfast for me today — though, I have a growin' suspicion their father did more of the plating than they did.

Waiting on an order with @journalderikiel.bsky.social

"Mm...rich cigar smoke. Dabs of heaty cologne. Under coating of formaldehyde. Dirt, like fresh soil, and river water. Orchids. Lilies. Lemons. Sweet cream on your breath from your coffee. Slight chemical aroma of your hair gel. ...You're gonna make my mouth water."

"I wanted to hear you say it, ma moitié. It sounds better comin' from your lips than it does mine."

He pulled Rikiel against himself, nose seeking the collar of his blouse like scum to glass.

"If I had it my way, you'd be soaked in my scent twenty-four-seven. Soppin' wet with it."

—“You’re not really this worked up over a plate, are you? Daisy might’ve given it to her.”

It wouldn’t have been the first thing Daisy had managed to have Cece sneak home, either. The Chicken Incident of 2024 was still fresh in maxx’s mind.

“220? You’re gonna be able to lift me one of these days,” Maxx grinned despite his lover’s agitation, reaching out to wrap a firm hand around Rikiel’s left bicep. He squeezed the muscle and flesh until he felt his pulse beating against his palm in short, ripe bursts. —

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📲 [ 'ᴍ' ɪꜱ ᴄᴀʟʟɪɴɢ ]

Good.

Salmon is nothing like steak, and my plate is premium Chinese plastic, not reinforced paper.

"Exposure to WHAT??? Havin' people gawk at my husband?? If I wanted that, I'd have put you to work on the poles instead of my finances."