Daily Archives: June 22, 2012

Guyday Friday: Sir Guy extends thanks


Guy has a rather busy time ahead of him, it seems. He has a lot of lovely ladies to personally thank for their generous support of my Comic-Con Trip Fund. He wants to make certain you all feel well and truly appreciated, my dears, in the way only Guy can show it.  In the meantime, he wants to share more artwork featuring–who else?–the Sultan of Swagger and Smoulder himself.

 Guy really likes this one.  Being described as  beautiful and heroic makes his day.

 Comic-Con International is coming to San DiegoAnd it’s less than three weeks away!  Fedoralady has booked her flight and her room and plans to be there with bells on . . .  Thank you to everyone  who has supported her trip fund to make this dream a reality. You are the best!  (And yes, donations are still being taken) . . .

Guyday Friday rolls on, ladies!


More of Sir Guy for Guyday Friday. Because really, truly, you can never have too much Sir Guy. 😉 And Mr. A does have an amazingly mobile mouth, does he not?






Comic-Con is coming July 12-15 in San Diego! And fedoralady will be there . . .

Thank you to everyone who has supported the Comic-Con Trip Fund. Your donations are much appreciated. Sir Guy is very, very appreciative, ladies . . .

Sir Guy and LW discuss the Creator


“You really do love my Creator, don’t you, LW?”

“Oh, yes, Sir Guy. I think he is an altogether lovely person, your Creator.”

“And–do you think there’s a bit of him in me?”

“Hmmm. Let’s see. He’s very handsome, of course. And very appealing to the opposite sex.”  Sir Guy could not resist smirking at these words as he flicked back a silky lock of raven hair. “And–what else?”

“He’s tenacious–not one to give up easily. He takes his profession very seriously and works hard at it. And–sometimes–‘ Ladywriter shot him a look from beneath her lashes. “Sometimes he has a filthy temper. Or–so he says.”

Sir Guy’s brow creased as he heaved a small sigh. “I have tried to keep my–temper in check, you know.” He said in a faintly wistful tone.

“Indeed you have and I truly appreciate it.”

She patted the bed for him to sit down beside her. “And there’s one other thing that strikes me.”

Guy stretched out his long legs, folding his arms across his chest. “And what’s that?” The dark knight rumbled, a quizzical brow raised.

She smiled and tenderly kissed him on his stubbled cheek. “He’s a real sweetheart,too.”

Guy gave her a lop-sided smile as his cheeks grew pink beneath the dark stubble.

Taking LW’s hand in his own, Sir Guy gently squeezed it before giving a manly sniff, thrusting out his chin. “Thank you, Ladywriter,” he said with a gracious nod of his dark head.

It was good to be part of the Creator’s little community. To be loved and fancied. To have all the 21st century junk food he could eat. And a magic sword.

Life as one of the So Not Dead was good.  And you had to give credit to the Creator for making it all possible.  He really is a pretty swell guy.