and there is goddamn cat hair on you again

Out of the Frying Pan (18/?)

She’d come back.

And invited him to Henry’s soccer game.

The kid had nearly hit his head on the crossbar, he jumped so high when Killian walked in with Emma, taking up position on the sidelines and cheering when Henry made a handful of particularly impressive first-half saves.

He did it again – diving to his left and coming up with the ball in his hands and a smile on his face and Killian felt Emma exhale against him, forehead pressed into his shoulder. “He didn’t break any bones did he?” she asked.

“No, love,” Killian answered, arm tightening out of instinct. “That’s his fifth save, you know.”

AN: @laurnorder is the BEST. Like. The BEST. She read so many of my words, it is vaguely absurd. 

Hanging out on Ao3 and tag’ed up on Tumblr

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living with the vamps (the camps)

hmm idk man it was 1am and i wrote this and this is basically what i imagine living with the vamps would eventually turn into (disclaimer: this is probably the dumbest piece of writing i’ve ever written whoo hoo)

  • “guys can you unpack your suitcases soon you’ve been home for like a week now”
  • “that doesn’t mean dump your clothes out on the floor Tris”
  • “brad what the fuck why are you still in the tub you’ve been in there for three hours”
  • “NO CONNOR I WILL NOT WALK THE BEARDED DRAGON”
  • “whose turn is it to go grocery shopping? james? if you come back with fucking protein bread again i’m kicking you out”
  • “tris did you do the laundry this week? all the whites are stained with animal print? hOW???!!!”
  • “are you fucking kidding me no i’m not sharing my hairspray with you”
  • “brAD GET OUT OF THE FUCKING TUB”
  • “none of you have any more clean underwear”
  • “thAT DOESN’T MEAN YOU SHOULD WEAR EACH OTHER’S UNDERWEAR”
  • “connor what have i said about bearded dragons in the bathroom”
  • “TRISTAN I WILL DISOWN YOUR ASS IF YOU STEAL MY HAIR GEL AGAIN”
  • “who the fuck bought the deluxe version of the lion king?”
  • “no james i don’t want to go to the gym”
  • “BRAD TRIS PLEASE STOP TWERKING”
  • “oh my god tradley”
  • “tris if you sing one mORE LINE OF THE LION KING—”
  • “for the love of all that is good and holy it’s 2am connor i am not getting out of bed to play hide-and-seek with you and rex”
  • “brad can you please button your shirt up like a functioning member of society”
  • “I AM TRYING TO SLEEP CAN YOU FOUR PLEASE STOP WATCHING THE SKYPE LAUGHTER CHAIN”
  • “james did you bookmark a cutekittens site on my laptop”
  • “BRAD IM GONNA WATERBEND YOUR ASS OUT OF THAT TUB”
  • “are you seriously injured again connor we’ve run out of bandaids”
  • “james can you please put on a goddamn shirt MY GRANDMA IS VISITING IN AN HOUR”
  • “WHICH ONE OF YOU DIPSHITS SHORT-CIRCUITED MY HAIR BLOWER?”
  • “get out of my room good lord take your cat videos somewhere else james”
  • “no trIS I CAN’T FEEL THE LOVE TONIGHT IM TRYING TO STUDY”
  • “oh my god brad now all the hot water’s gone you inconsiderate asshole”
  • “connor please take that kilt off you’re going to trip and fall and we’ve already been to the emergency room once this week let’s try not to repeat it”
  • “oh for fuck’s sake guys please put on some clothes— NO NOT YOUR ONESIES”
[reigisa week] pick-up lines

reigisa week || 6.21.freestyle || pick-up lines

I know it’s not the 21st on my timezone, but I just had to post this up, haha.

Based on an OPM song my mum likes, titled Ale, Nasa Langit Na Ba Ako (roughly: Miss, am I in heaven?) Also, really rushed. I do hope you like it, though.

This is also on AO3 with the rest of my Reigisa week collection, if you wanna see it there!

UPDATE 7/7/14: HOUSTON, WE HAVE FANART. OH MY GOD. Thanks a lot toasterization!

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I wake up, and then I see…him.

Serious eyes half-hidden behind shiny cherry-red spectacles, dark blue hair artfully tousled in a way that models aim to achieve, his slightly tanned skin matching nicely with the pale-purple scrubs he’s wearing. He’s so very beautiful and I could just cry, but he might think I’m just high off painkillers. And that won’t do, because he has to know. He just has to know that I’m not high off painkillers - I’m high off the flawless perfect picture of his pretty face, so even if it would make my stitches hurt I just have to say something.

“Hey, mister, can I ask you a question?”

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