I’m in my dad’s place for a week and he decided to cut of wifi so I won’t “read any wierd stories when I’m at his place”… Dad, I have pdf of so many ff that I can read it for whole 2 weeks. My ff game is too strong. Just let go xD
hey guys, its kaylah!! and its time to celebrate, BECAUSE I JUST HIT 7K!!! when i started this blog in february, i had no clue how much this blog would grow, and how many amazing people i would meet. im honestly and truly blessed tht u guys wld follow me…im truly grateful to each and every one of you. thank you for standing by me. never in my wildest dreams wld i think i wld hit 7k!! this is truly wild nd i cant thank yall enough!!!!
i don’t care what you think but ending a good fanfic is one of the worst feeling ever, It has been literally 3h since im lying in bed looking at ceiling trying to find 0.01% motivation to get up and do something with my life but there is none.
It’s going to take hours. Days. The rest of her goddamn life. Probably not. That last one is a bit dramatic.
But, honestly, it’s going to take a ton of time to refold all those shirts and this guy just keeps wandering around the store with, seemingly, no purpose and Emma has no customer service skills at all. Mary Margaret would know what to do. Mary Margaret is not there.
It’s just Emma and the t-shirt destroyer. And his goddamn, stupid leather jacket.
Rating: Teen’ish? I mean they make out so…spoiler, I guess. Word Count: Way too many. But really like 9K and change AN: Because @distant-rose is a horrible peer pressure’er I signed up to do @csjanuaryjoy this year and this is my story! It has lots of adjectives and makeouts. The prompt I picked was “I work at a department store and if you take out and unfold a shirt and then leave it one more time I’m going to stuff it down your throat” AU” and this is not quite that, but it’s pretty close. A huge THANK YOU to @katie-dub and @lenfaz for organizing the event this year and being just fantastic humans in general. Also on Ao3 if that’s how you roll.
She knows she’s staring.
She knows he knows she’s staring.
It’s just that she can’t seem to stop. And if he unfolds another one of the shirts on that one table in the corner of the store, she’s absolutely going to kill him.
That is probably not the best way to start the year, but Emma is, well, she’s Emma and she’s frustrated because she’s by herself in the store three days after New Year’s and this guy has been wandering around for, at least, forty-five minutes with what only appears to be the very annoying goal of unfolding every single shirt in the store.
And I had to write a drabble about Emma’s thoughts and feelings. So here you go.
title: The Life That You’ve Lost
summary: see above
rating: LF for leap of faith
word count: almost 1k
also on:ao3 and later on ff.net, once it lets me post.
knew it. From the moment he stepped into her apartment and into her life in his
ridiculous pointed boots and his bizarre leather outfit that looked so oddly not weird on him, she knew that he means
trouble, that her life was going to be turned upside down.