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Let’s be history detectives...

As I’ve been posting old photos from my collection on here and my personal blog I’ve mentioned a few times that my favorite thing in the world is to buy historical photos/albums/diaries/etc. with little or no identification and try to track down clues about them.

I’ve received a few PMs (and get questioned often in real life) as to how I go about this, so I thought I would document the project I’m working on today to give people a basic idea of my process.

TODAY’S PROJECT…

is this “A Line A Day” five year diary which covers the years 1933-1937.

I’ve featured it before on Ye Olde News for it’s page of “Nothing Special” entries.

The diary has no name in it and the majority of the entries are incredibly vague such as “I went downtown” or “It snowed today”.

Let’s see what we can find out.

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Day 223/365: August 11th 2017 | Lunch with Pat~

Went to Yuu Japanese Tapas with Pat and we ate such good food! Deep fried boneless chicken, okonomiyaki, and Japanese poutine. I also got the green apple float (SO GOOD AND BEAUTIFUL). The food was so delicious… they were a bit expensive but the presentation was awesome. This place only took cash and Pat had no cash but THANK GOSH I HAD $40 IN CASH….. LILY TO THE RESCUE!!! Or else we would have been screwed lmfao! After lunch, Pat tried my Tonymoly peach punch liptint and loved it immediately so we went to Aberdeen to buy them (LOL). She bought two tints and another makeup product (forgot what it was) HAAHHA and I just bought 15 sheet masks!!!! SOFT AF SKIN HERE I COME???? MAYBE??? After Tonymoly, we went to buy fire noodles and they were ON SALE!!!! For only $4.98 ($5 after tax)!!! I couldn’t NOT buy!!!!! Such a great deal! 

After our hangout, I walked back home in the intense heat (felt on the brink of a heatstroke tbh). Rested for ~1 hour before going to work. Work was fine,,, had a swell shift with Audrey and Mary except for the fact that Mary bought a huge bowl of shaved ice from mango yummy and kept force feeding me HUGE SCOOPS of ice (hello brain freeze holy fuck). She’s trying to kill me!!!! LMAO she deadass ran towards me with the ice at one point jshfjsadg. Anyway, I sold pretty decently today. Yay.

ok so I was yelling with @bshittyknights​ about JACK L. ZIMMERMNANN (as one does) and SHE MENTIONED EPIKEGSTER AND HOW JACK WAS LIKE, “hey you wanna take a selfie” and AND

okay. first of all: i still cannot believe jack wanted to take a goddamn selfie with bitty. but that’s a given. i’ll never be over it. i’m making this post because i rEALIZED that jack would have made the selfie his fucking facebook profile picture. if parse hadn’t showed up and RUINED EVERYTHING, JACK LAURENT ZIMMERMANN WOULD HAVE CHANGED HIS PROFILE PICTURE TO A SELFIE OF HIM AND BITTY.

(l i t e r a l l y I JSUT FUCKDIFHNGDK REALIZED THIS AND I’M DEAD. does your own brain ever kill you. god dAMN.)

so anyway as i’m like, crying & losing my shit over this realization, @bshittyknights​ goes “he would have emailed it to himself”

which. WHICH. yeS. JACK EMAILED THE PICTURE TO HIMSELF AND THEN HE SAVED IT TO HIS FUCKING COMPUTER. THEN HE OPENED FACEBOOK AND LABORIOUSLY TRIED TO FIND THE PIC AGAIN. “where did it go. hmmm,” jack thinks to himself, clicking around, brow furrowed. computers are annoying. (he probably re-downloads it several times, thinking, maybe it didn’t save?? or something?? where is it going??)

so then there’s like “IMG_5583.jpg” “IMG_5583(1).jpg” “IMG_5583(2).jpg” in jack’s downloads folder. FINALLY HE FINDS IT. this whole thing has taken like 25 minutes. so then Jack uploads it to fb and he’s careful to make sure the crop looks good (it just so happens that bitty is centered in the little icon in the end, jack’s face a bit smooshed to the side—it’s just, bitty looks nice. that’s why jack likes the picture. he doesn’t really care about pictures of himself, anyway).

the picture gets a bunch of likes and johnson shares it to his page with the caption “i love this au, what could have been *sigh*” which jack thinks is weird but whatever. it doesn’t matter. the picture looks great. bitty looks nice. jack likes looking at it.

JACK LAURENT ZIMMERMANN THEN PROCEEDS TO KEEP THE SELFIE AS HIS PROFILE PICTURE UNTIL GRADUATION BEFORE HE REALIZES WHAT IT FUCKING MEANS.

(it’s still Bad Bob’s doing. Jack’s pulling his whole puppy-dog-eyes-staring-at-Bitty’s-back-with-discontentment thing as he walks away, and Dad Bob comes over, chirps, “<Hm, he’s cuter in person than in your profile picture, don’t you think?>” Jack turns instantly beet red, splutters, “<N-n—I, w-what? What… do you… mean?>”  Rad Bob raises an eyebrow. “<I didn’t want to pry, but you know you can tell me things, right?>” Jack stares at him. What does his dad think he knows…? Rad dad Bob smiles, rolls his eyes. “<Go on, then… go really say goodbye. We have time.>”

Oh, Jack thinks.

He turns around and runs. To Jack, it feels like he’s running toward a place he’s always been going.)

It’s still Friday Somewhere

1. I had 3 different friends I planned to hang out with at different times today. Only one of those happened.

2. TBH, I kinda knew when I said Chris was busy that Craig was going to blow me off. He like…cannot be alone with me for some reason? I’m perplexed.

3. I have no idea what we’re supposed to do, but if 27 blows me off tomorrow, I’m going to be very unhappy (mostly cause wasted time I could’ve made plans with someone else before I’m on set for 5 weeks and have basically no life). But I also am like a little unsure of how it’s going to go or what we’re even going to go do?

4. I saw the prelim call sheet today and apparently I’m now the basecamp PA. I’m still listed as Set PA, so I at least know I don’t have to report to the PO, but I’m kinda disappointed that I’m going to be stuck at basecamp again, I was so excited to finally be on set. I know it’s because I have experience as a 2nd AD - and they’re the rulers of basecamp. It makes sense to put someone who knows the job there. I just was excited to try something different. Tell me to shut up, I’m still getting paid to make movies.

5. I realized today I haven’t been to a single baseball game all season, and that is a damn shame.

Peter Hale - Don’t hurt me

Request:”can i have a peter hale imagine, where the reader and peter are training hand to hand combat, and when peter is hovering over the reader he kisses her bc there’s always sexual tension between. the kiss later escalates to a hot makeout session..? sorry if its weird”

“ Can please make a imagine where your Peter Hale’s girlfriend but Derek’s ex and Derek wants you back but you love Peter?             “

A/N: I hope you don’t mind me mixing these 2.

Your name: submit What is this?

He called me an hour ago and asked me to come quickly at his loft because he had something important to tell me. From the tone of his voice I realized it won’t be a cute talk but I never thought that it would end up like this. The moment I entered the house and Derek avoided kissing me, I had a feeling that something is off. I tried to put a hand on his shoulder but he made a step back.

“I’m sorry but I can’t do this anymore.” Derek said not even looking into my eyes.

I actually felt my heart breaking in million pieces. The fact that he couldn’t even looked at me was making things worse. We were never afraid to speak our mind. In the begining we agreed that any problem we have we will talk through it. We never avoided our eyes. I tried to gather myself and to pretend I am calm. I took a deep breath and asked why.

“I don’t know. Things are not working between us anymore.” He said coldly.

I huffed. “What things, Derek? Instead of lies, you could be honest with me. Just tell me you don’t love me anymore and you want to end everything so you could be with someone else.”

“It’s not that.” He said.

“Oh, please. You think I can’t see the change in your behaviour since Braeden is here?” I yelled.

“You always assume that I am in love with someone else. Why don’t you want to believe that sometimes things don’t end up how we would like to.” he yelled back.

“Because feelings don’t change one day to another if something doesn’t happen. Braeden was here before me. You know why I know? Because I saw her leaving just a few minutes before I arrived in front of the building. Did she tell you that she loves you, that she wants to be with you?”

“You are not thinking clear.” Derek said.

“Trust me. I am. You know what I regret, Derek? That you or I didn’t end this game earlier. I felt you changing and your love fading but I stayed. I thought that I could make you remember why we started this. But I understand why you would leave me for her. She’s prettier, smarter, she can fight..” I grabbed my bag and wanted to leave but then I stopped, telling him one last thing. “I wish you were honest to me and tell me the real reason you want to break up. I wouldn’t have been mad. The only thing I want is you to be happy, even if not with me.”

“Fine! I am attracted to her. And I am afraid that if  I stay in this relationship with you, I will end up doing something that will hurt you. And seeing you cry is the last thing I want.” He said.

“Don’t worry, Der. I won’t cry for a lie. Because that’s what our relationship was. A lie…” I said and left.

The next few days I was a mess. Friends tried to call me but I never answered. I wanted to make a change in my life. I wanted to be more independent. I didn’t want to hide when there was a battle with those supernatural  creatures. I will learn to fight. And I know who is going to help me.

My heart was beating fast as I knock on his door. It opened, revealing Peter leaning against the door with a smirk plastered on his face.

“Can I help you, sweetheart?” He asked.

“Can I come in. It’s getting cold outside.” I asked trying to be confident. He gestured  me to enter. I walked into his living room, and took off my coat.

“I heard about the break up. If it’s a rebound you are looking for then…” I heard him behind me but I cut him off.

“I want to learn how to fight.”

He seemed taken aback. “Look I know that Derek fucked everything up and you know that I consider that violence is welcome sometimes but beating him until he cries it’s not the answer.” He laughed.

“It’s not about Derek. I don’t care anymore.” He looked into my eyes and listened to my heart beats trying to find any signs of me lying. “I want to be on my own. I don’t want to need someone to save me.”

“Why me?” He asked crossing his arms in front of his chest.

“Because you are my friend.” I answered.

“I don’t have friends.” He said.

“Look, I don’t want that this thing I had with your nephew to come between us, Peter. We were friends before and during that event. We had a nice time and you were always honest to me. The others tend to hide things from me but you never did that.” I said.

“I could hurt you. You are human.” He said.

“I am aware of that. But I know that you will teach me so well that nobody will be able to lay a finger on me…or a claw.” I laughed making him crack a little smile.

“Ok. I’ll do. But don’t expect me to take it easy on you or to be gentle, princess.” he said.

“I wouldn’t want you in any other way.” I winked at him.

Weeks passed and our training session turned out harder than I thought they would be. Peter took it seriously. I don’t think there was a single time when I wasn’t slammed against a wall or trapped between him and the floor.

“You are human. It’s normal to be a little weaker than me.” He tried to comfort me after loosing another combat.

“Leave me alone, Peter. I don’t know why you still put up with me. I fail at fighting. It’s not a surprise Derek left me.” I said resting my head on my palms.

“My nephew is a fool. It’s his loss. Not yours.” He said.

“How is he doing, anyway?” I asked. I could see his muscle tense after hearing my question.

“You should move on with your life and stop wondering how is he doing.” He snapped.

“Easy, man. I was just curious.” I said.

“Then go pay him a visit. Maybe Braeden won’t be there and you can have some make-up sex.” He said.

“What happened to you?” I yelled shocked by his words.

“Nothing. You know where the door is.” He said and left me alone in the living room.

I couldn’t stop thinking at the way he reacted. Why was he so angry?” When I arrived home  I debated whether I should send him a text or leave things as they are now. I didn’t even know what should I write.

“Should I come tomorrow?” I pressed send. ‘Please answer with something nice’ I thought.

In like ten minutes I received the answer. It was a simple yes, no further explanations. I put my phone on the night stand and thought about what would happen tomorrow. Nobody could have prepared me for what was about to happen.

The next day, I went to him, ready for another training session. I threw my bag on the couch and drank some water. He was standing in the middle of the room watching me.

“Ready?” He asked and I nodded. As soon as I got up he tried to punch me. Luckily, I have good reflexes and avoided them. I tried to hit but I didn’t succeed in touching him. I already knew some moves so I resisted almost 20 minutes without being thrown into a wall. He was different though… I could feel in the way he was touching and looking at me. It was as if he was holding something bad but I didn’t know what. I tried to hit him but then he grabbed my wrist and pulled me against his chest. I struggled to escape but he was holding me too tight . I used my leg to make him trip. I landed on his chest but in a quick move he turned us around, being on top of me. I was squirming but then I stopped to look at him. He was staring directly into my eyes, while his hands were on my sides pinning me down to the floor.

“What are you doing?” I whispered.

“Something I should have done the moment I first met you.” He said and brought his lips to mine. I was shocked but after a few seconds I answered to his kiss. I ran my fingers through his hair and he bit my bottom lip making me moan.

“You want me to stop?” He breathed against my lips.

“No.” I whispered.

He smirked. “Good. Neither do I.”

By the time he kissed me again, it didn’t feel strange anymore. It seemed as a normal, lovely gesture between two lovers. Now his sudden outburst from yesterday was explained. It was jealousy. I don’t know how could I be so oblivious all this time. He stood up and pulled me with him. I was breathing heavily but not necessarily from the lack of air. It was from all the excitement, the rush of adrenaline caused by the situation we found ourselves in. I slowly wrapped my arms around his neck and rested my forehead against his.

“Do you want this? Us?”  He asked wrapping his hands around my waist and pulling me closer.

“Please don’t hurt me.” I whispered, resting my head on the crook of his neck.

“I promise, I won’t.” He placed his hand on the back of my head.

I moved my head so I could look into his eyes. I cupped his face and brought our lips back together. I slowly pushed him down on the couch and straddled him. I rested my hands on his shoulder for support. The kiss started slowly but things got heated with every passing second. I moved down to his neck, leaving open mouthed kisses on his soft skin. A quiet moaned escaped his lips.

“I wondered for such a long time how those lips would feel on my skin.” He said.

“Did it meet your expectations?” I asked.

“Sweetheart, it’s beyond my expectations.” He said in a low tone, slipping his cold hands under my shirt.

“You don’t disappoint either.” I smirked and ran my hands through his hair. He grabbed my hand and kissed it.

“Stay the night… We could have dinner and then watch some movies.”

“I would love to.” I smiled

Two weeks passed since our confessions. Weeks in which our relationship blossomed and we learned to trust each other, to be vulnerable in front of each other. I didn’t even think about my past relationship anymore. I was focusing only on the present.

“I want to come with you at today pack’s meeting. I didn’t see them in a while and I think I am ready to get back in action.” I told Peter, during breakfast.

“But you talk to Lydia almost everyday and see Scott and Stiles from time to time.” He said  avoiding my eyes.

“I know but… I miss hanging out with them as a pack, you know? Being all in the same place just trying to figure out how to stop some creature.” I said.

“Ok. Be ready at 5 pm. I’ll pick you up from your house.” He said and get up from the table.

……..

“You look nervous.” Peter said as we entered the building.

“No, Peter. You are nervous and I don’t understand why.” I stopped and made him look at me. “What’s up?” I placed my hand on his cheek, grazing his lips with my thumb.

He looked away and sighed. “I just…Don’t like you and my nephew being in the same town let alone the same room.” He seemed so frustrated.

“Hey look at me. Whatever was between me and him is over. Completely over. You are my present and hopefully my future. I love you.” I said.

He seemed a little taken aback because this was the first time I said those three words. He stared for a few seconds into my eyes and then grabbed my hand and leaded the way. I wasn’t upset that he didn’t return the words. It was hard for him to express his feelings but I understood. I didn’t need words; his actions were enough.

We entered the loft and saw that everyone was already there.

“Y/N!” Lydia yelled and come to hug me.

“I’m so happy to see you!” I hugged back.

I greeted everyone, including Derek. Things were a little uncomfortable between us. I felt his eyes on me the whole time. I knew Peter noticed it because he had a hand wrapped behind my shoulders and the other one was resting on my thigh as if he was protecting his most valuable treasure. After the most important problems were discussed, we just relaxed and talked about normal things.
I looked around and Derek was nowhere to be seen.

“I need a glass of water.” I said.

As I entered the kitchen I saw Derek standing at the table, his faced buried on his palms. Even though we ended everything I couldn’t help but be concerned about his mood.

“Are you ok?” I asked standing on the chair at the opposite side of the table.

He huffed and shook his head. “How could I be?” He shrugged.

“Did something happen.” I asked.

“I was an idiot who made the perfect girl leave his life.” He said.

“Did Braeden leave?” I asked.

He had a sad smile on his face. “I was talking about you. I can’t see you with Peter. I can’t stand the thought of you two kissing or holding hands or being in love with each other. I still love you.” He said.

“I have spent weeks crying because of you; wondering why I wasn’t enough. Then Peter kissed me and glued every broken piece of my heart. The heart that you broke.” I said.

“I know and you can’t imagine how sorry I am for that. But please, just give me a second chance. I can make up for everything. I will make you the happiest woman. Please, Y/N.” Derek said, unshed tears in his eyes.

“You don’t have to promise that. I already am the happiest woman alive. I love him, Derek. And I have to thank you.” I laughed. “If it weren’t you breaking up with me, I would have never met the love of my life.”

“I’m sorry it ended like this. I hope you will find happiness, Derek. I really do.” i said and went back to the main room.

“Can we leave? I am a little tired.” I told Peter.

“Sure.” He said and put my jacket on my shoulder.

“It was nice to see you guys! Bye.” I said grabbing Peter’s hand and rushed out of the room. 

I let him drive us back home. When we arrived in front of my house I wanted to get out of the car but then he said. “I heard your discussion with Derek. I didn’t want to listen but you know, werewolf hearing.”

“You were right I shouldn’t have come.” I said.

“I think you shouldn’t let Derek destroy your relationship with your friends.” He said.

“I really meant what I’ve told him. You make me happy.”  I said.

“I’m glad.” he said.”And…” He looked down and then back at me. “I love you, too.”

I smiled and leaned to kiss him. “I’ll call you in the morning.” I said unbuckling my seat belt.

“I can’t wait.” He said and kissed my hand before I left the car.

SCM: The King x MC - I’ll Protect Both of You (Extended Ending)

Yooo~ This is en extended ending of that The King x Mc fanfic. Hope you’’ enjoy it.

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*5 years later:

Ever since the day Hiyori gave birth to the little prince of heavens, there’s not a day that she doesn’t feel happy. It’s a bit hard at first but eventually, she gets used to her job as a mother and she never fails at it. She doesn’t attend any meeting with the King since he says there’s no need for her to, because he will take care of everything. However, he often brings the prince with him so that he can start learning at a young age. Sometimes, he lets the prince be with other gods so he can learn from them too. Now, 5 years has passed, the prince has grown into a fine young god. He’s still learning how to control his divine power but he’s a fast learner. He inherits all the traits from his father, the King of heavens and his mother. Beautiful hair, charming eyes, bright and devilish smile (just like his father). Young goddesses around his age seem to attached to him a lot but he pays no attention to that. When someone asks, he just answer with:

“It’s more fun with the gods from both department of Punishments and Wishes.”

or:

“I want to become like His Highness - my father and protect my mama.”

Whenever the little prince sees any of the gods, he gets excited and follow them everywhere. He’s eager and looks forward to what he’ll learn next. Not just that, everyone in the heavens love him a lot since he’s out going and he proves his strength even though he’s only 5 year old.


One beautiful morning, the King and Hiyori decide to spy him through a reflecting pool because they want to see how their kid is doing at getting experiences from the gods.

He’s with Leon at the moment and Leon doesn’t look happy to have the prince clinging onto him.

“What? You again?”
“Lord Leon, teach me how to become strong please.”
“Isn’t your trickster father the strongest in the heavens? Go ask him.”
“But he’s always busy…and you’re the second strongest of the heavens. Please?”

He pouts a little as he grabs on Leon’s sleeve. Finally, Leon gives up and bring the prince to a wide and beautiful to teach him how to attack enemies and some other small things. He ends up burning a hole on Leon’s coat though.

Next, he meets Zyglavis while wandering around the garden.

“Ah! Lord Zyggy!!”
“What did you just call me?”
“Teach me how to ride Pegasus please~”
“Don’t ignore my question.”

Ignoring Zyglavis sour mood, the prince just grabs his hand and jumps up and down excitedly. He falls off the horse a few times that morning but he doesn’t mind at all since he’s having fun. Even Zyglavis who always wear a serious expression on his face smiles a few times.

After that, the prince spots a group of gods from afar. He immediately rush to see what they’re doing in secret…and the group of gods are no one but Ichthys, Teo and Dui.

“Ah, it’s our little playmate!”
“What are you guys doing?”
“Shh…We’re pulling a prank on those goddesses over there…see?”

Ichthys grins devilishly as he points to a direction. Teo also laughs while Dui looks kind of concerned.

“Are you sure this is ok?”
“Lord Dui~ It’s fine! My mom won’t scold me.”
“…But the King…”
“He won’t~”

Then they all crouch down on the ground, crawling to hide behind a bush. Ichthys winks at the others as he snaps his fingers.

“Watch.”

Just then, out of nowhere, a bunch of frogs start falling from the sky and they jumps everywhere, making the mud on their bodies flies in all directions.

“Kyaaa! Where are these filthy animals coming from?”
“Oh my god! My beautiful dress!”
“Nooo! Don’t go over here~”

The goddesses run frantically, bumping into each other and scream as if there’s no tomorrow. As for the culprits, they all hug their stomach as they roll on the ground, laughing nonstop. Just then, Teo pats the prince’s shoulder and asks, a grin pasted on his face.

“Hey, why don’t you try something?”
“Ok~”

He then holds his hand toward the goddesses, and *snap*
A strong gush of wind blows by making the dresses of those goddesses fly up, their undergarments are showing as they try their best to hold it down.

“Ahahahaha! That’s a good one!”
“Lord Pervert taught me that.”

Just then…

“Hm? I heard my name mentioned.”

Partheno pokes his face out from a nearby bush, grinning at the little prince as if he’s so proud of himself and his ‘student’.

“Come here. I’ll teach you something new today.”
“What is it?”

The prince’s eyes sparkles as he crawls to Partheno, still hiding behind the bushes so the goddesses won’t notice. Then Partheno starts whispering into his ears secretively while describing something with his hands. Teo and Ichthys frown.

“Hey count us in.”
“I have a bad feeling about this.”

Dui says but he still sticks with the gang. A moment after, both Partheno and the prince wink at each other.

“Alright. Now according to what I’ve just told you, try….hm…that goddess.”
“Her? Ok…She’s…C cup?”
“Yes! You got it right.”
“Yay~”

Teo and Ichthys’ eyes go wide as they realize what Partheno has just taught the prince. They grin at each other mischievously and join in.

“Hey hey how about her?”
“That’s a D cup!”
“Wow! You’re a fast learner huh.”

After that, somehow they start wandering around outside and inside the palace, pointing at one goddess after another and guess their burst size.

“Hehe~ Oh she’s a-”
“B cup!”

The goddess hear their banter and her cheeks turn red as she yell.

“That’s so rude!”

But they only laugh it away. Just then, the prince bumps into someone.

“Ow~”
“I see you’re having fun, my son.”

When he looks up, the person standing before him is no one but his father, the King of heavens. Though he’s smiling as usual, there’s something dark behind it and it scares the crap out of the kid. Not only him but Teo, Ichthys, Dui and Partheno too. Slowly, they take a step back and retreat.

“Um…I just remember I have something to do. I’ll play with you later!”
“M-Me too!”
“Wait for me!”
“I’ll teach you something even more fun next time.”

Silence takes over for a moment until the King speaks up.

“Seems like we’ve been spoiling you too much.”
“Pa-Papa…”
“What did you learn today?”
“I learned how to fight and how to ride Pegasus properly.”
“And?”
“And how to measure burst size.”

The little prince says innocently and smiles brightly, proud of himself. But for a second, he swears he can see the King’s eyebrow twitch. He trails off to hide behind Hiyori, who’s come together with the King and has been quiet until now.

“Papa is scary…”
“Now now, listen to him.”

Hiyori says gently as she pats her little prince’s head with a smile on her face.

“Tomorrow you’re gonna spend the day with Huedhaut.”
“Y-yes…”


*Later that night:

*sigh*

Hiyori lets out a soft sigh as she flops down on the bed. She then yawns tiredly as she recalls how the prince forced her to play with him after getting a small lecture from his father.

“He’s such an energetic kid. Sometimes it’s hard to keep up with him.”

She mumbles to herself and about to sleep when she hears a far too familiar voice which she loves to hear so much.

“Are you tired?”
“Hm? Ah, yes. Is there something you need your Highness?”
“Heh~ Do I need a reason so visit my queen’s room?”

She giggles lightly as she forces her body to sit up on the comfy bed. She reaches out and puts her small hand in the King’s outstretching hand. He sits down beside her making the bed bounce up and down a little. Then he leans in and drops a sweet kiss on her flushed cheek while touching her other cheek with his free hand. Slowly, his lips move to kiss her plump lips deeply. She can feel him smiles into the kiss as he bites and licks her bottom lip occasionally. Seeing her getting flushed only amuse him more and he decides to tease her further. Not letting her gasp for air, he forces his tongue inside her mouth swallowing her moans. Only when Hiyori thinks she’s about to pass out from the passionate kiss, the King pulls back with a small smooching sound. With a breathy voice, he whispers sweetly in her ears.

“Why don’t we make another kid? A princess this time…”
“Wh-what?!”

Blushing a deep shade of red, Hiyori pushes on his chest lightly, but he only chuckles amusingly.

“Let’s bet on this.”
“B-Bet?”
“If tonight will give us a princess or not.”
“Y-Your Highness! Please don’t joke like that…”
“You think I’m joking?”

With his trademark mischievous grin, he refuses to say anything more. That night, even though tired after playing with the little prince, Hiyori just has no chance to escape from her beloved King. Are they gonna have another kid or not? Who knows…

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That’s longer than I expected. Lol~ And I’m afraid you’re bored with after reading all about the prince so I wrote some *ahem* hot stuff at the end to change the mood a bit. Hope it worked and hope you enjoyed it. I’m sorry if it’s so crappy and the characters are ooc. *bows*

Btw, guess next part of Broken Promise (Zain x Mc) won’t be up tonight.
(T^T)

Much love
~Hiyori~

I have to share one of the cutest things that happened today.

I went to the Hartford PA fair, and my partners/fiance followed along, planning on meeting a friend. Everyone split up. 

Later on, who should I see but Jim (fiance) with his friend and my qpp, Jay, standing at the edge of the little arena at a fence. There was one of those stunt-biker shows going on, and they would fly up off a huge platform, land in the dirt, and then look like they were coming right for you until they stopped.

Jay is a squeamish, neurotic dude despite being over six feet tall and built like a quarterback. EVERY SINGLE TIME, he keeps wincing like he thinks the bike is going to plow right through the fence. Of course it never does, but I must have seen him look like “O_O” at least four times before I said, okay, guys, stop teasing him. 

*nervous creaky voice* “THANKS, SAPPHIRE” 

I fucking love him.

A fresh start

My wife and I moved from NJ to PA.  Today was our first day as PA residents and we celebrated with a friend over a few beers.  NJ’s cost of living was way too high, especially considering I haven’t had an income since my second mental health relapse in two years.  I’m applying for a disability retirement from work and my regular retirement will kick in next year, at which time we’re moving for good, this time back to Calgary, where my wife is from.

We live downtown so we’ll be doing a lot of walking.  I want to find a gym and start lifting again.  And maybe I’ll start tumblring again, I don’t know.