i nearly chocked

10 seconds || Dan Howell

A/N: this is a little idea I had, it’s something I guess. 

Word Count: 1.2K

POV: Reader


Originally posted by danteko

Keeping a relationship a secret is a good idea, right?

No, not at all.

‘Can’t wait to see you tonight, baby.’

I read Dan’s text message with a huge smile as I stood in front of my closet, trying to figure out what to wear. There were so many options and at the same time there were none.

Dan and I had been dating-ish for two months now without telling anybody. We were afraid of how people would react since nobody would have ever expected us two to get together. We wanted to be sure about this before we told somebody else.

It was a Friday night and Dan’s friends were throwing a party. He invited me to come with him, not as his date though. I was worried about who to talk to tonight since none of my close friends were going and I also didn’t know about how to interact with Dan in public.

I had to park my car a little further away from the house where the party was held at because all of the good parking spots were taken already, signalizing that a lot of people came.

As I walked into the big house so late that Dan must have arrived an hour ago, I immediately spotted him drinking beer with his friends. They were joking about something and laughing out loud from time to time. Since Dan and his friends were by far the most popular and attractive guys in our town a lot of females were surrounding them, trying to start a conversation.

I had to stop myself from smiling at Dan who noticed me the second I walked into the room. He was clearly checking me out in my dress that wasn’t too fancy but he seemed to like it anyway. I also had to stop myself from telling those girls to back off my boyfriend.

Sweaty bodies were dancing to music that was shitty and way too loud. There was alcohol everywhere and people were flirting with strangers while getting drunk. A typical teenager party therefore. Some people just live for weekends like this.

I talked to a few girls that I knew from school. They were updating me on all the recent gossip since I wasn’t good with stuff like that. I never hung out with the ‘cool and scandalous kids’.

“I heard Tiffany tell her friends at school today that she wants to get with Dan tonight.” Jessica, one of the girls I had chemistry class with told me under her breath. I nearly chocked on my drink at her words.

“Dan as in Dan Howell?” I asked her, gritting my teeth while trying to not sound too interested.

“What other Dan is there?” She wanted to know, indirectly answering my question.

Great. Miss Popular was after my guy not knowing that he was already taken. By me!

“Let’s play Truth or Dare” Somebody shouted in between two songs. The response was quite diverse. Some people seemed to really hate the game while others seemed to love it.

“C’mon let’s play.” Jessica excitedly exclaimed, grabbed my arm and dragged me along with her.

“I really don’t wan-“ I was in the middle of saying as she made me sit down on the floor where everybody who was playing was already gathered in a circle.

My eyes suddenly landed on Dan who was sat right opposite me. He didn’t look that comfortable either and I could clearly hear his friend Jason tell him “I bet it will be fun, don’t be so boring!”

There was a little twinkle in Dan’s eyes as he saw me and he raised his eyebrow surprised to see me here. He was looking as handsome as ever. His hair was a little bit curly and he was wearing the black leather jacket that I loved so much on him.  

A guy I had never seen around before started spinning an empty glass bottle and it landed right on Jason, making Dan smirk.

“Truth or Dare” the guy asked Jason. He obviously said ‘Dare’ since he was an outgoing guy and up for almost any challenge.

“I dare you to knock on the neighbour’s door in just your underwear and ask him if you can borrow a jar of peanut butter.”

“What the fuck, mate?!” Jason shouted as everybody laughed and some girls giggled.

“What’s wrong with you?” he asked the guy who dared him to do this as he started to take off his shirt, revealing his toned chest.

People started to whistle as Jason walked to the door and opened it wearing nothing but his boxers.

“It’s freezing outside!” he complained as he wrapped his arms around his own body for warmth, shielding his nipples from the cold air of the night.

He quickly ran across the street, as he saw that no car was in sight. The neighbour, a 50 year old man, was not too pleased to see Jason.

“I’m going to call the cops, you dumb pack of teenagers!” he shouted after Jason as he sprinted back into the house after he was obviously denied some peanut butter.

We were laughing our butts off while Jason’s cheeks were bright red from running and embarrassment.

“It will be fun, right?” Dan asked Jason, making me giggle.

We continued playing and after a few rounds the bottle still hadn’t landed on me or Dan. One of Tiffany’s friends was just dared by a guy to take her shirt off was now spinning the bottle in a pink Victoria Secrets bra.

It landed on the devil herself, Tiffany.

“Dare” she said and I already had a weird feeling in my stomach region.

“I dare you to kiss Dan for at least 10 seconds.”

My mouth hung open as I tried to suppress a gasp.

Tiffany was seductively smirking at my boyfriend whose eyes had grown wide in shock. He was taking a quick glance at me. His face spoke of panic as Tiffany said, “A dare is a dare, right?”

With that being said she pressed her lips onto my boyfriend’s, making my heart sink. And those 10 seconds were the hardest 10 seconds of my life.


I swallowed hard although my mouth was completely dry


I tried looking away, but I couldn’t 


My blood started to boil as I watched Tiffany eagerly kiss my boyfriend


My cheeks grew bright red as anger filled every inch of my body


I wanted to rip my heart out just so it wouldn’t hurt that much


I wanted to yell for them to stop but I had to sit here in silence


My hands started to shake with anger as they were clenched into fists


My eyes got watery and the first tears were about to spill


I decided to get up and leave, not being able to bear this anymore


I lef-

Dan pushed Tiffany off his body right before I could get up to leave.

“Y/N is my girlfriend!” he shouted and all eyes suddenly landed on me.

Andre Burakovsky #1.3


Anonymous said: your andre writing is so so good!!! would you consider doing another part? its ok if not, but i love the way you’ve written it so far :)

Anonymous said: your writing is so good!!!! and definitely do not apologize for length! your writing is so good, i would read it even if you write 10,000+ words for one imagine!!!

Anonymous said: are you gonna add onto that andre burakovsky imagine? i really hope theres more

A/N: I honestly didn’t expect this much response out of this imagine but I’m so okay with it haha!! also buckle up cause it’s a long one folks, but hey you guys said it was okay sooooo :))))

Word Count: 3,397

Originally posted by temipanarin

A new summer day had begun in Washington. The reality that your vacation was over was officially hitting you. You were no longer in Europe, celebrating with Andre’s family. Although the celebrations weren’t quite down. Though it was no longer Andre’s day with the cup, the ring on your left hand was still there. 

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D.Gray Man Cafe

So today, I went to the DGM collaboration cafe. 

The last one I did was the Haikyuu!! cafe in collaboration with Animate and I remember it was really impressive and the atmosphere was nice. Since DGM isn’t aired yet, there’s a lot less material for the decoration and everything. But still, I liked it. 

About the menu, let me tell you I had a hell of a time deciding what to order. The thing is, this kind of cafe are usually expensive, so you have to choose carefully. 
The one dish I knew I wanted to try was the Timcampy Omurice (because yes, if you don’t know food and drinks are all made to match the characters)

I got it. It was cute AND tasty. For the others dishes we had sandwiches for Allen, Soba for Kanda (surprising uh ?), Yakiniku for Lavi (he has great taste), Hamburger for the Earl and some crab pasta for Tyki. 

For dessert, I choose Allen’s Mitarashi Dango. Look at how good it looks !

I ate miratashi dango before. And I’m always amazed about how Allen can manage to eat about thirty of this in one meal. Because it doesn’t look like it, but once you’ve eaten two or three, you’re full. (Btw it’s matcha ice cream, red beans paste and wipped cream in the corner)
The two others dessert were a pumpkin pie for Link (it looked yummy) and a S’more parfait for Lavi (was a sparkling candle on it).

I tried two different drinks. The one above is Allen’s mango frappe. I love mango, and since it’s really hot in Japan right now, it was cool and sweet. The other drink I tried was blue. Piece of advice : there’s always a blue drink in collaboration cafe, and i’s always good. Order it. 
Bonus, this is the only thing on the menu linked to two characters. It was called “Yuu and Alma’s blue ice”. 

And I have to tell you, I nearly chocked on my food at some ponit, because a girl next to me ordered Cross’ drink (which was called Pink Lady fyi) and the waiter gave her the drink, and then came back and said “it was add to Allen’s debts” and then handed her a piece of paper with debts on it. And I was laughing so much because godammit Cross Marian !!! 
Lavi’s drink (tapioca and blood orange drink) was pretty popular and Komui’s drink (you could read “Komubitan D” on the menu and I was like noooope, we all know what happened last time) was served in a fricking beaker !
Road, Link, the Earl, Lenalee and Timcampy also had drinks.

The fun thing when you order in a cafe like that, is that with every dishes you get little pictures or posters of the characters. And then the customers look around to exchange the ones they want or not. 

In conclusion (sorry for the long ass post) it was great and worth the money, and I’ll be back in three days to tell you about the premiere in Shinjuku ! 

Arranged Marriage: Sehun Edition. Part 1

written for: @itsmeayishaa . Hope you enjoy~ <3 - Nami

PART 1 |PART 2 | PART 3 | PART 4 | PART 5 | PART 6 | PART 7| PART 8 | PART 9 | PART 10 | PART 11


Sometimes life was unfair. I learned that long time ago.

I was okay with growing up in a rich family, without many friends,because it wasn’t safe for my family.

I was okay with having almost no contact with my busy parents.

I was even okay when my father’s company closed down and my family had to live on the money we still had from our rich past.

I didn’t complain once.

But my fathers ways of solving our problems, made me speak up.

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They Don’t Like Me - Conor Maynard



So you know the classic ‘Meeting his parents’ stories? God I do. And that they all end in the same way. They like you after you fitting that they won’t well. That didn’t work out for me.

I giggled at Conor as I kissed his lips for a second then pulled away just to go back again for another second. “Y/n my parent’s are coming soon.” Conor whined as I still kissed him. I giggled at him again and looked up into his beautiful blue eyes. “They’ll like me right Con?” I asked as my eye sparkled. “Of course why wouldn’t they?” Conor asked confused. “Because of my past.” I sighed.

“Don’t worry love. They’ll love you.” He whispered kissing me but then got up and out of bed. I frowned at him. “I think you should get changed into the adorable dress I met you in and meet me in the kitchen.” Conor said with his hand on the door knob. “Okay.” I smiled at him. He returned my smile and left our shared me.

I got up and went into our shared closet and grabbed the dress Conor was talking about. Me and Conor have been living with each other for little over a year now and have been dating for little over two years. One a year and a half we kept our relationship a secret in till his younger brother found up cuddling well sleeping in Conor’s old bed.

I changed into the beautiful sundress and fixed my h/c hair show it layed on my shoulders and fixed my makeup. After finishing I walked out of our room and into the kitchen where Conor was trying to cook. “What are you cooking?” I asked as I walked up being him wrapping my arms around his waist and laid my head on his back.

“Your famous food.” He replied turning around to look at me. “Your going to make my famous chicken?” I asked. He nodded and smiled. “Conor I’m just not even going to ask.” I giggled at him. “They should be here any minute. They are going to stay till after dinner. I also got pie yesterday.” He explained. I stiffed up as he mentioned the pie.

“That was for today?” I asked embarrassed. “Did you eat it?” He asked with seriousness on his voice. I looked at up him and nodded. “I’m sorry but it was tempting me to eat it.” I pointed out frowning. He sighed. “It was saying stuff like ‘Y/n eat me, I want to be in your stomach’ bla bla.” I explained. He chuckled at me and kissed my forehead.

“Go out and get another one okay love?” He asked. i nodded and smiled up at him. “I’ll make sure to buy two.” I smiled. He returned my smiled and kissed my cheek after kissing my lips. “See you soon.” I sung as I grabbed the keys to Conor’s car and left as he said a quickly bye and love you.

I made it too the store and went in to find the pies to be stopped by all the cookies. I looked at the price and said fut it and put it in the cart. I walked over to the pies and picked up to apple pies but then I picked up one of the other flavors. I looked over and saw donuts and mentally died in my head.

I grabbed maybe two dozen. I have a problem. I grabbed some other things and made it to the check out and blushed at the person who was looking at me. I had a bunch of junk food and a tampons.I quickly got out of the shop and loaded it into Conor’s car and made my way back to our apartment.

As I made it to the garage I called Conor. “Hey baby.” He replied once he answered. “Hey, can you come help me I may or may have not bought a lot of pies. And um donuts. And um cookies and tampons.” I explained. I heard Conor chuckled. “Sure baby anything.” He replied and hung up after saying be there soon.

I got out of the car and opened the trunk and grabbed as many bags as I could as Conor came in about time and grabbed the rest. “Let me guess were having a fat night.” He asked chuckling. I nodded as he closed the trunk and locked the car. “Oh well you were out my parent’s and Anna showed up. She’s excited to meet you.” Conor explained pushing the up arrow on the elevator. 

“I hope she likes me as well.” I laughed as we got on to the elevator. “She will don’t worry. She’s been dying for another girl friend.” He laughed as we reached our floor. we walked out onto the floor and walked to our door which happened to be a walk. Once there Conor opened the door and we both walked in. 

“We’re back.” Conor called out as his family look over. I smiled at them and said a quick hello before going to the kitchen to unpack the food and junk. “Babe did you put a timer on for the chicken?” I asked looking over at the stove then him.

“I thought you just threw it in?” Conor questioned. I shook my head and chuckled. “That’s because I remember things. You don’t.” I said opening the oven door to look at them. “Sorry princess.” Conor replied frowning. “Don’t sweat it big baby.” I chuckled throwing the brown bags away.

We both walked into the living room and Conor introduced us and before we knew it Diner was done. I sat next to Conor and Anna as his parents sat across. Conor at the head. Everyone was talking and I was just picking at my food. “Conor did you make this?” His father asked. “Yes, but no. It’s actually Y/ns recipe but I tried to make it.” Conor smiled. “It’s good son.” He replied. I smiled at Conor and looked at his parents who were unimpressed with me well Anna seemed to love me.

After eating dinner me and Conor cut up one of the pies and served it. “Sorry that Y/n wasn’t here when you first came. She ate the pie I bought yesterday and had to get a new one Conor explained. I chuckled a bit along with Anna. “Seems like she would.” His father commented. I nearly chocked on my food.

“Excuse me?” I asked confused. “Seems like you would.” His dad repeated. He didn’t like me. Neither did his mom. “Dad why would you say that?” Conor asked confused hurt. “Have you seen her? She’s overweight.” His mom brought in. “Excuse me.” I replied quietly getting up leaving the table and walked into our shared room and fell onto the bed and cried.

I laid in there for what seemed like hours but was only five minutes before Conor came in and pulled me closer to him. “Don’t listen to the baby.” He whispered in my ear. “They hate me Conor.” I cried. Conor sighed and nodded. “They do, but that doesn’t matter because I love you. Also Jack and Anna. But mostly me. We love you.” He said kissing my cheek.

I sniffled my nose and smiled. “I love you to Conor.” I said before he kissed my lips. “Do you want to eat those pies now since they left?” He asked. “Is that even a question.” I giggled wiping my tears. Conor chuckled at me and left to get the pies.

A friend of mine just sent me this picture and I nearly chocked with laugh!
I think that I’ll probably be a “Doctor Who fan” because every time that someone mentions angels the first thing that comes up on my mind is a David Tennant saying “Don’t blink! Blink and you’re dead!”

And what about you?
Which fandom suits you best?
Tell me!!


Anonymous said:
Can you make a Nate imagine (dirty) where he is your best friend and you hang out and some and end up having rough sex after he confesses his fantasies about you and him dating and fucking? Thanks ily 💘

Warning this is my first actual smut on here &I I wrote this at like 3:30 in the morning last night, so I apologize in advance if it sucks but hey I tried 😇.

Sexual Vibes

Lately my bestfriend, Nate, has been acting pretty weird if you ask me. I’ve been trying to hang out with him for the past month and all I get is excuse after excuse as to why he can’t hang when he dam well knows he’s not doing anything except kicking it back smoking blunt after blunt. After so many tries I convinced him to finally hang out with me and I’m gonna get to the bottom of why he really hasn’t been answering my requests to see him. I walked into the fancy decorated elevator headed straight to Nate’s apartment, I was wearing some black joggers with a black crop top and some black shoes. I got out the elevator and knocked on the door, I heard fumbling and him take a deep breath before he opened “hey kid” I said smiling and pulling him in for a hug, his arms wrapped around me tight but a protective kind of tight. We pulled apart and he flashed me his million dollar smile. “So what’s the plan for today?” I asked throwing myself down “I got everything we need here and even got some movies” he smiled slightly avoiding eye contact, something made me want to ask him why he’s so nervous but i barley got here gotta give it some time then ease into some questions. He brought in our favorite snacks and set the movie “what are we watching” “fifty shades of grey” I nearly chocked on my spit “why?” “I don’t know, I heard it’s a good movie, full of all that sappy shit you like, so I just decided to get it” he said sitting in the opposite sofa across from me. I don’t think he realizes what fifty shades of grey really is about. Should I tell him, should I not? Yes, No, Yes, No, Yes “Nate…” “Hmp?” He said throwing his head up like a little kid “thanks” I smiled, guess we are going with no. He relaxed in the chair “why are you over there come here” I said patting the seat next to me with a blanket. He rubbed his hand in his hair before dragging his feet over to me. He sat down eating some chips before leaning back. I threw the cover over us and put my feet on his. It was towards the first sex scene when I decided to record his reaction, I quickly opened snapchat and the scene started at first he was calm and quiet but as soon as the sex started he freaked out, I laughed while recording him as he jumped up trying to shut the tv off “okay let’s not watch that” he nervously laughed as I ended the video. I bawled out in laughter as he sat in the same sofa he sat in the beginning, I got ticked off and decided to confront him.

“Whats wrong with you?” I asked sitting Indian style “what do you mean?” He said avoiding eye contact “there you go again! Stop avoiding eye contact and look at me dammit, I’m your bestfriend” he took a slight breath “that’s the thing….” He chuckled a bit, kinda psychotic if you ask me “what do YOU mean?” I asked furrowing my brows “ that’s all your gonna ever be my best fucking friend” “what are you trying to say?” He took a long breath this time “ I” “you” “I -I.” “Spit it out Nathan!” “I fucking love you” I sat there processing what he just said. “ I fucking love you dammit!….. I love everything about you, your smile, your body, your eyes, the way you bite your cheeks when you get nervous. Every fucking thing” I just looked at him watching his movements. “At first I thought it was a stupid feeling you know like that feeling when I see a fresh bag of weed, I get excited and once it’s gone it’s kinda like oh let’s cop a new bag” he fumbled his hands, I just nodded “but time passed and it wasn’t just a feeling, I found myself falling for you and needing your opinion on everything, I got jealous seeing you on guys that wasn’t me and dammit I found myself yearning for your approval! I put myself in denial, nah it couldn’t be love, it’s just a crush. I told myself sun up to sun down… But then the dreams happened” “dreams?” I asked tilting my head “I mean I’m already in too deep so this isn’t gonna really do shit” he laughed “ a while back I started having these dreams, dreams of us being together and doing other things…. I had dreams I was holding your hand, taking you places and even smoking blunts with you… I also had dreams I was fucking the shit out of you, dreams I was fucking you everywhere, dreams you were moaning and screaming my name, dreams of you not being so innocent and dreams that you would feel some type of way under my touch.” He looked at me looking for a reaction but I couldn’t offer anything “I wanna be able to do shit to you, shit that only we know about, I wanna be able to fuck you whenever and where ever I want to. But I don’t know how you feel and that’s what made me push you away, the more I saw you the more I fell and the more dreams I had. I didn’t know how you felt so why put myself through this if you don’t feel the same?” I leaned back in his chair. I didn’t know how to react, he just laid this all on the table without giving me a heads up. I don’t remember much that happened, I remember getting up and taking everything off except my bra and panties, I remember walking towards him as he looked at me in shock, I remember straddling him, I remember kissing him all over his jaw then moving to his lips. He didn’t know what to do he was shocked, I took both his hands and placed them on my ass, I kissed him hard and at first he didn’t but that changed. I was in control or so I thought. He lifted us up with my legs wrapped around his back, he took me to his room lying me on the bed slightly, he broke the kiss, kissing my jaw then my neck going down my tummy, he stood up removing his shirt and pants. I looked up glancing at how hard he was and knew this was gonna be one hell of a night.

He came back kissing me, he moved from my lips to my neck earning tons of moans, as he continued to suck on my sweet spot he slipped two fingers in my underwear, he teased me at first rubbing circles in my area that felt so amazing. I couldn’t help but moan louder squeezing my legs tighter with every circle he drew, I felt him smirk within my skin as he plunged a finger into me causing me to jerk forward, he plunged the second one into me as I held on to his shoulder wimping with amusement. He pulled me back down looking me in my eyes, watching my reaction and movements as he repeatedly pushed and pulled his fingers in and out slow then fast, I felt my eyes roll to the back of my head as my breaths became unsteady and quick. I pulled him by his neck about a inch away from my face looking him in his eyes, my facial expressions changing as I took breaths in, he smirked and plunged one last time into me sending my body into a mix of emotions, I layed back arching my back and he slowly pulled his fingers out of me. He yanked me by my hair and made me lick my juices off of him. He removed his boxers and I got up to go do my job when he stopped me “this isn’t about me it’s about you tonight” he layed me on my back teasing me tracing circles with his hard on by my entrance “fuck me” I begged and he listened, without any warning he plunged into me causing my back to involuntarily arch. “Fuck” he moaned as he quickened his pace, he leaned down pecking my lips. I removed my bra and he scanned my breasts, he took hold of one while slowing down his pace, after sometime he lifted me up placing my back along a wall. “I’m almost there” he said with a low raspy quick voice, I nodded my head as he entered me once again. Harder and harder he would go looking me straight in the eye to see how he was doing. I couldn’t describe the amount of pleasure I was getting if my life depended on it. I felt my back hit the wall and the silent room being filled with profanity, moans and skin slaps. He yanked my body off the wall placing his hands on my ass lifting me up and down his length fast as I moaned. His hair coming in his face blocking his eyes as he moaned and kissed my neck “I’m gonna cum” I moaned bouncing “together” he said yanking my hair. He took three final thrusts and on the final one my nails pierced his skin as I moaned slight profanities, his hands gripping my ass as he let out a manly moan while releasing inside me. He carried me still on his length and placed me on the bed,I climbed under the blankets as he layed across from me doing the same. We regained our breathing, I layed there thinking about the actions that just took place as he took my hand playing with our nails before saying something “ didn’t know you had that in you lil mama” “theres a lot you don’t know about me” I chuckled “can I be the only one to find out?” He asked “is this you asking me out? Because if so then yes” I said cuddling in his chest, he kissed my forehead and eventually we fell asleep in each other’s arms.

Phan: Those Who Trust - Part 34

Wordcount: 2.8k
Genre: Angst, Fluff, Hurt/Comfort
Warnings: past non-con and abuse
Summary: Dan used to be a submissive and now he’s just a broken shell of a man.
Beta: legendarygalaxydragon
A/N: I’m leaving for the airport at 4 a.m. and Han was lovely enough to quickly beta this before I go. You should send her some love. Hope you enjoy. x

|| Masterpost ||

It had been a year since Dan had moved in with Phil now. It was late September, and Dan had returned to university once again for his third year. The leaves on the trees slowly shifted from dark green to golden, and the supermarkets had already started to sell pumpkins and Halloween decorations. At times a harsh wind whistled through the streets of London, ruffling hair and clothes. Summer was gone and autumn ruled the city with an iron fist.

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History Part 4

Author’s Note: So, this part may be a little boring, sorry about that :/ Thank you all for being so patient with me, I really appreciate it! Enjoy c:

Warnings: Talk/implication of sexual things


Saturday morning sunlight streamed in through the blinds, rousing me from my sleep. I let out a small groan, my body aching in protest when I tried to stretch out. There was stirring in the bed next to me, and I looked over to find Derek slowly waking up. I smiled to myself at the memory of the night before and rolled so I was facing him, curled into his side as he laid on his back.

“Good morning,” I said quietly, resting my chin on his chest. He groaned and threw his arm over his eyes, muscles bulging out. I giggled and began to place tiny kisses all over his chest, one of my hands coming to rest on his abs. “Wake uuuuup.”

“I don’t want to,” he whined, rolling over and grabbing my body, pulling it to him as he nuzzled into my neck. I laughed, squished between Derek’s arms and the bed.

“If you get up then I’ll make us breakfast,” I offered. His eyes snapped open and he grinned.

“Deal,” he announced, kissing my nose before sitting up and stretching. My mouth watered as I watched his back muscles flex beautifully. Derek stood up and pulled his boxers on. I grabbed an old oversized t-shirt from my dresser and headed for the kitchen, getting started while Derek was in the bathroom. I decided to make some eggs and bacon with toast and even some fried potatoes, one of my favorite breakfasts. Derek walked in a few minutes later and took a seat at the island bar, watching me.

“Why do you look so happy this morning?” I asked playfully, dancing around from place to place. Derek chuckled and gave me a smile.

“Because of you,” he told me simply. I felt a blush creep up my cheeks as he a tiny grin graced my lips. “That smells fantastic, Y/N.” I hummed in response, flipping the potatoes and the bacon. “Is that my shirt?” he asked, brows knitting together as he studied the faded material. I glanced down and blushed again. 

“I didn’t even realize…” I mumbled, shaking my head.

“You kept it,” Derek stated, a huge smile splitting his face. 

“Yeah, I guess I did.” I smiled back at him before finishing breakfast. I poured us two glasses of orange juice and took a seat next to Derek, digging in.

“This is delicious,” he complimented, shoveling food into his mouth. I chuckled a bit and thanked him. “I have really missed your cooking.” Derek leaned over and placed a small kiss to my lips in between bites. When we were finished, he helped me clean up the kitchen before we made our way back to the bedroom, not able to keep our hands off of each other.

Derek and I spent the entire day in bed, making love to catch up on lost time. We laid together, breathless and satisfied, legs tangled, my hand on his chest, his fingers in my hair. We talked about old memories and shared stories, laughing and remembering together.

“Oh my gosh, do you remember when,” I started, laughter taking over. “My roommate came back right when we were in the middle of things- and she screamed so loud that you fell off of the bed?” Derek let out a laugh at the memory, a beautiful and full sound.

“Yeah. That was the first time I ever met her,” he chuckled. 

“That was the moment I decided to room alone the next year.”

“Good thing you did, too,” he said. “Remember the pregnancy scare? God, we paced that little room for what felt like hours waiting on the results of those tests.”

“That was one of the scariest moments of my life,” I mumbled, thinking back. I had no idea what Derek and I would have done if I had gotten pregnant. We were still so young and so dumb, definitely not ready to  be parents. “Safe to say we were a lot more conscious of using protection after that.” We stayed silent for a few moments until a grin split my face. I rolled over to lay on my stomach, chin resting on Derek’s chest so I could look into his eyes. “Whatever happened to your Camaro?”

“Traded it in. Got something a little more…suited to what I needed,” he answered nonchalantly.

“That’s a damn shame,” I told him. “That car had a lot of memories.” He chuckled at the thought, smiling down at me. “We did a little bit of everything in there, didn’t we?”

“I’m pretty sure that it smelled like sex permanently,” he said, raising his eyebrows.

“I guess we’ll just have to break in your new one,” I purred, moving up to kiss him flirtatiously. Derek hummed and kissed back, his hand traveling to rest over my spine, his other landing on my hip. The kiss deepened, but I pulled away after a bit to tease him. He gave a small growl and then flipped us over, pinning me to the mattress. I giggled and kissed him again, relishing the moment.

We ordered pizza for dinner and curled up on the couch together, watching movies and enjoy each other’s company. This was the happiest I had felt in a long time, and I could tell that Derek had changed his attitude already. That night, after making each other slip into bliss yet again, we laid in the darkness, fingers entwined and just on the brink of sleep.

“I have to tell you something,” Derek whispered.

“Hm?” I responded, not opening my eyes.

“Stiles didn’t ask me to bring Scott those notes,” he admitted. “I, uhm- I sort of threatened to rip his throat out if he didn’t give them to me to bring over here…” My eyes opened to find his green ones in the darkness.

“With your teeth?” I asked playfully, a grin dancing on my lips. Derek’s face mimicked mine as he nodded. I leaned over and pecked his lips before sighing and resting my forehead against  his.

“I’m really glad you did,” I whispered. 

“Me too.”


On Sunday, I decided that I should probably see my family. Scott had sent both me and Derek a million txts that neither of us had answered. Thankfully he hadn’t come knocking. Also, Derek needed to head back to the loft and change, shower, etc. After running some errands that afternoon, I picked up some Chinese and drove over to the house. Mom wasn’t working tonight for once, so we could actually have a decent family dinner.

Or so I thought.

When I got there, Scott bombarded me with a million questions. I shushed him hurriedly, wanting to enjoy the night with my mom and brother.

“What happened between you two?” he whispered furiously. 

“Don’t worry about it!” I hissed, heading toward the kitchen. Thankfully, Mom was still in the shower. 

“I am going to worry about it, I’m your brother!” he insisted, helping me pull the food out of the bags and organize it.

“Scott, I love you, but please stay out of my business with Derek! It’s between him and I.”

“Did you guys sleep together?” he asked bluntly. i nearly dropped the glass I had been holding and spun to face him.

“I am not talking about my sex life with my little brother!” I nearly yelled.

“Why? It isn’t like I’m a virgin.”

“Okay, I didn’t need to know that,” I told him, putting my hand up. Gross. “Regardless of whether or not you’re a virgin, talking about sex with my little brother is weird. And just…wrong!” I shook my head.

“I can smell him all over you. Your shower didn’t scrub off his scent.”

“Okay! We slept together! Happy?” I said, cracking. Scott gave a triumphant grin, but that quickly turned into a disgusted face. 

“Oh, you’re right. That is gross,” he said. I gave him a look and huffed, turning my attention back to the food. Mom came in just in time for us to get everything sorted and drinks taken care of. We headed for the table, sitting down to have a nice meal. Unfortunately, that was interrupted by several insistent knocks on the front door. “I’ll get it,” Scott offered, pushing his chair away hurriedly. Mom and I waited, but Scott didn’t come back. After a few minutes, I headed toward the door to see what was going on.

“Everything alright?” I asked. Stiles and Scott were arguing by the door as Scott put his shoes on. Then my eyes landed on Derek, waiting just outside, large arms crossed. He looked up and caught my gaze, a smirk landing on his lips. “Hey,” I offered, totally going all soft.

“Hi,” he replied. We held eye contact for several seconds. I could feel myself smiling like an idiot, but I didn’t care. We didn’t break away until Stiles butted in.

“Ew,” he whined. “That’s disgusting, come on!”

“What?” I snapped. 

“You guys totally did it!” he said, throwing his hands up. Derek’s face turned to one of confusion.

“How the hell did you know that?” he asked, disbelief in his voice.

“The whole eye holding and voice changing and blehh, it’s gross, okay? I didn’t need to know that!” He was moving his hands wildly in that Stiles fashion.

“Y/N, I have to go. They need me for something. Sorry about dinner,” Scott said, giving me an apologetic smile. 

“It’s fine, go ahead,” I sighed. He gave me a quick hug before heading out the door with Stiles. Derek hung back for a second and I walked to the doorway, leaning down to plant my lips on his. “Be careful, whatever you’re doing.”

“We will. I’ll talk to you later?” he asked. I nodded and offered a smile before he headed off after the boys. Heading back into the dining room, I explained things to Mom and we ate dinner together. It was better than nothing, that’s for sure. Plus, it gave us time to catch up, not something we’d been able to do much of with her crazy work schedule.

“So,” she started. “Who’s the guy?” I nearly chocked on my chicken at her questions.

“How’d you know there was a guy?” i asked incredulously. Mom just chuckled.

“Please, honey. I’m your mother. I know everything,” she replied, giving me that smile and look. I sighed.

“I’m uh- he’s an old friend,” I said. It wasn’t a lie, I was just dancing around the details. My mom sighed, her eyes meeting mine.

“You’re with Derek again, aren’t you?” I nodded, a tiny smile on my face as I picked up more food, looking down at my plate. “Y/N, how many times have you guys been through this?”

“I know, but…this time just feels…different,” I explained, looking at her now. “Besides, we haven’t even talked about anything yet. There’s no label or anything.”

“Just be careful, alright, sweetheart?”

“I will, Mom. I promise.”

Where Babies Come From - One Shot

TITLE:Where babies come from
GENRE: fluff
FIC SUMMARY: Abby wants to know where babies come from, and Tom is always willing to give his daughter an answer
AUTHORS NOTES/WARNINGS: my second fanfiction. it takes place a couple of months after my first fanfic “Naming Baby” so read that if you haven’t already. again the OC in this is suppose to be me ;)
now onward to the story!


Abby, Tom and I were at the kitchen table eating supper, Abby slurping up the spaghetti on her plate, like most five year olds do, Abby  swallowed her spaghetti and then looked at us both.

“Mummy, Daddy, I know you told me that I came from your tummy, Mummy. But how did I get there?” Abby asked, I nearly chocked on my spaghetti, but I managed not to and I swallowed. Before I could answer her question however, my goofball husband told her something I did not expect him to say.

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pinkstarpirater  asked:

WBW! Centaurstuck--> Three questions: 1) What is the dorkiest thing Dave has done? I need *NEED* to know how dorky centaur!Dave is. 2) How do the male centaurs handle puberty when they don't wear pants? It sounds very embarrassing if they are at all hormonal like human male teenagers. 3)Tell us a little about the Signless' past (feel free to table the Signless question until later, because I know it is a complex question).

1) There are so many dorky things you don’t know
(minor spoilers next centaurstuck part will have Dave in a straw hat and Striders trying to skateboard). But it’s still Dave, so there’ll be raps and selfies. Probably drawing a Sweet Bro and Hella Jeff cutie mark on his rear with a sharpie (it took ages to get off).

2) and here thepioden and I were going ‘NO DON’T THINK ABOUT THE CENTAURSEX’ and then you come along BUT WHAT ABOUT BONERS?!
I am laughing so fucking hard I nearly chocked on a peanut, I hope you’re happy XD
I think the answer for this is: they don’t. Handle it. (I fear this is like Karkat tucking his tail over his hole BECAUSE MY SHPINCTER IS NOT FOR DISPLAY). 
Oh man, thepioden how do they handle boners?

3) Okay, I am putting this one ‘on hold’ because, if I can pull it off, you’ll know a big defining chunk of it within the next update (or the one after that) ^_^

Invisible - Chapter 13

Jay’s POV: Inappropriate

I went to my cafe because earlier today I got a text message from my mom saying that she missed me. I hadn’t been able to spend a lot of time with my family lately, since I was busy with my own label. And it didn’t help either that I just started dating. I was constantly going back and forth my work and my girlfriend. It was exhausting, but there were responsibilities I had to take care of.

My mom’s face lit up as soon as she saw me. She quickly walked to me and pulled me into a tight hug. She took my face into both of her hands and gave me a peck on my forehead. I looked away embarrassed while Jehan was smirking at me amused. No matter how old I got, my mom always treated me like a little boy.

“How are you?” I asked and while examining her face . She still looked good despite her age. The crinkles on her face may had become more visible but overall she was still beautiful.

“I’m fine, Jaebummie, but you look tired!” She said in a worried tone and she looked at me pitiful.

“I’m alright, mom,” I reassured her with a smile. She returned my smile and made her way to the counter to make me something to drink. I sat down at a near table and watched her.
When she finished with the coffee she came back.
“So, when will I meet her?”

“What?” I nearly chocked on my drink. I turned my widened eyes to her surprised. How did she know? I never told her about Mina nor did she ever see us together.

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