but there wasn't room for them

A Hufflepuff that didn’t want to be sorted into Hufflepuff crying on their first night and then being joined by some older Hufflepuffs who bring hot chocolate and other food from the kitchen to make them feel better, then listening to why the 1st year is so upset, and sharing their own stories to make them feel included and at home.

A terrified first year being sorted into Slytherin and fearing having to write home and explain how they got put in the ‘bad’ house, then being joined by some older Slytherins who show them a part of the common room where you can look out into the lake and occasionally see some of the creatures that live in there - ‘was that the squid?!’ - and forgetting why they were afraid in the first place because these people are actually really nice.

support systems within the houses for 11 year olds who don’t understand why they were placed in a certain house!!!!!

harry potter books rated by dean thomas's drawing skills
  • sorcerer's stone: dean makes harry a "potter for president" banner with a lion that changes colors for his first quidditch match. first use of "dean thomas, who was very good at drawing". a solid start and good content. (10/10)
  • chamber of secrets: dean doesn't draw anything in this book. (2/10)
  • prisoner of azkaban: dean's hiatus from drawing is ended when he is described as "good with a quill" and offers to forge harry's permission slip to hogsmeade. not technically drawing, but dean gets bonus points for expanding his skills to typography. also, his boggart is a severed hand, a clear reference to his fear being losing his artistic talent. a beautiful book for artist! dean. (9/10)
  • goblet of fire: dean reaches the pinnacle of his artistic career when he makes banners of harry flying around the horntail's head on his firebolt and puts them up around the common room. also includes a couple of cedric's head bursting into flames. the clear winner of this rating system (2000/10)
  • order of the phoenix: as if the emotional pain jkr put us through wasn't enough, dean does not draw in this book. (0/10)
  • half-blood prince: the only drawing dean does in this book is drawing out the sexual tension between harry and ginny (2/10)
  • deathly hallows: dean befriends luna, who is a fellow artist, and also draws a hat over the forehead of dobby's dead body i am crying bring back the posters (3/10)
Nessian Feels
  • Cassian: Please just get out-
  • Nesta: Fine, I'm leaving *starts to storm out of the room*
  • Cassian: I wasn't finished.
  • Nesta: *hesitates at the door*
  • Cassian: Please get out of my thoughts, my mind, and my dreams; because you consume them all.
  • Nesta: *heart stutters*
  • Nesta: I don't have any control over your mind, Cassian.
  • Cassian: Believe me, you do.
  • Dani Alves: "When we beat Barcelona in the Champions League, I walked up to my brother Neymar and gave him a hug."
  • Alves: "Neymar was crying, and a part of me felt like crying, too.”
  • Alves: “Was I disrespected by the board of directors before I left the club last summer? Absolutely."
  • Alves: "That is simply how I feel, and you can never tell me any different."
  • Alves: "But you cannot play for a club for eight years, and achieve everything that we did, and not have that club in your heart forever."
  • Alves: "Managers, players and board members come and go. But Barça will never go away."
  • Alves: “Before I went to Juventus, I made a final promise to the board at Barcelona. I said: ‘You’re going to miss me.’"
  • Alves: "I didn’t mean as a player. Barça have plenty of incredible players. What I meant was that they were going to miss my spirit."
  • Alves: "They were going to miss the care I had for dressing room. They were going to miss the blood I spilled every time I put on the shirt”
  • Alves: "I remember during one training session, Messi was doing things with the ball at his feet that defied logic."
  • Alves: "Of course, that is what he did every day. Only this time, something was different."
  • Alves: "Now, I need to remind you, this was an extremely intense training session. We were not messing around."
  • Alves: "Messi was dribbling through the defence and finishing like a killer."
  • Alves: "And then as Messi is running past me, I look down at his boots, and I'm thinking to myself, Is this a joke?"
  • Alves: "Messi comes running past again, and now I'm sure what I'm seeing. His damn boots were untied. Both of them."
  • Alves: "Messi comes running past again, and I think, No, it's impossible."
  • Alves: "This guy was playing against best defenders in world, just floating around pitch, and he was acting like it's a Sunday in the park."
  • Alves: "That was the moment when I knew that I was never going to play with someone like Messi ever again in my life."
  • Alves: "Three months ago, when Barcelona made their incredible comeback against PSG in the CL, I was watching every moment from my couch."
  • Alves: "You might think from reading the newspapers that I was hoping my old club would lose."
  • Alves: "But when my brother Neymar scored that beautiful free kick? I jumped up from my couch and was screaming at the television."
  • Alves: "And when Sergi Roberto performed a miracle in the 95th minute? Like every other Barca fan in the world, I was going absolutely crazy"
  • Alves: "Because the truth is that Barcelona is still in my blood."
  • Alves: "When I had to play against Barca in the next round, it was a very weird feeling."
  • Alves: "Especially in the second leg at the Camp Nou, I felt like I was home again."
  • Alves: "Right before the match started, I went over to the Barca bench to say hello to my old friends."
  • Alves: "And they were saying, "Dani, come sit with us! We saved your seat!"
  • Alves: "I went sprinting back to the field, and I could hear my old manager, Luis Enrique, laughing his ass off."
  • Alves: "Pep would tell you exactly how everything was going to happen in a match before it even happened."
  • Alves: "Against RM in 2010, when we won 5-0? Pep told us before the match, "Today, you're going to play like the football is a ball of fire"
  • Alves: "It never stays at your feet. Not even half second. If you do that, there will be no time for them to pressure us.We will win easily"
  • Alves: "The funniest thing was if we came in at half-time and the game wasn't going well. Pep would sit down and rub his forehead."
  • Alves: "You know how he rubs his head? You've seen it, right? Like he's massaging his brain, searching for the genius to come to him."
  • Alves: "He would do this right in front of us in the dressing room. Then, like magic, it would come to him. Bang!"
  • Alves: "Pep was the first coach in my life who showed me how to play without the ball."
A Few Check Please Characters as People Around My University, Part One
  • Jack: guy wearing the funniest tshirt I've ever seen, which just said "dry campus"
  • Shitty: the two dudes on my floor who got high in the bathroom across the hall from my room every night for a semester; one night I heard one of them declaring heartbrokenly "bro... I've got feelings"
  • Holster: the twelve guys sitting around me in the business school wearing different colors of the same vineyard vines outfit
  • Ransom: every bio student I've ever met just muttering "fuck orgo"
  • Bitty: my shakespeare professor who celebrated the last tragedy we read by bringing the class donuts
  • Nursey: that guy in every lit history who goes on long tangents about a book that wasn't assigned and half the class hasn't read
  • Chowder: the dude in january wearing basketball shorts due to intense denial about the weather
  • Lardo: the art student who makes an exhibit my art major-y friends bring me to that I don't understand
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They​ ​had​ ​been​ ​out​ ​in​ ​space​ ​for​ ​months​ ​and​ ​it​ ​was​ ​only​ ​the​ ​beginning​ ​when​ ​Allura​ ​would​ ​raise​ ​the​ ​alarm​ ​testing​ ​their​ ​speed.​ ​An alarm​ ​out​ ​of​ ​the​ ​blue​ ​wasn't​ ​unusual​ ​but​ ​it​ ​was​ ​still​ ​a​ ​shock.​ ​Which​ ​was​ ​why​ ​the​ ​Paladins​ ​were​ ​now​ ​in​ ​the​ ​control​ ​room​ ​in​ ​their​ ​pajamas​ ​all except​ ​for​ ​Lance​ ​who​ ​compared​ ​to​ ​the​ ​first​ ​run​ ​was​ ​in​ ​full​ ​Armor​ ​ready​ ​to​ ​go.​ ​“Allura​ ​what’s​ ​going​ ​on?”​ ​she​ ​raises​ ​an​ ​eyebrow​ ​at​ ​Shiro​ ​“​ ​I should​ ​be​ ​asking​ ​you​ ​that.​ ​What​ ​happened​ ​yesterday​ ​was​ ​unacceptable​ ​after​ ​forming​ ​Voltron​ ​for​ ​so​ ​long​ ​why​ ​couldn’t​ ​you​ ​now?”​ ​None​ ​of​ ​them answered​ ​surreptitiously​ ​glancing​ ​at​ ​Lance​ ​who​ ​was​ ​standing​ ​tense.​ ​

Allura​ ​notices,​ ​she​ ​always​ ​does,​ ​“Lance​ ​what​ ​did​ ​you​ ​do”​ ​He​ ​looked​ ​up​ ​at her​ ​shocked​ ​“Me?”​ ​​ ​“I​ ​mean​ ​it’s​ ​obvious​ ​everyone’s​ ​looking​ ​at​ ​you​ ​what​ ​did​ ​you​ ​do?’​ ​His​ ​heart​ ​sunk​ ​he​ ​was​ ​trying​ ​so​ ​hard​ ​to​ ​be​ ​good​ ​“I​ ​didn’t do​ ​anything​ ​I’ve​ ​been​ ​good…”​ ​His​ ​voice​ ​breaks​ ​and​ ​he​ ​quickly​ ​glances​ ​at​ ​the​ ​Alphas​ ​neither​ ​of​ ​them​ ​give​ ​him​ ​any​ ​confirmation​ ​that​ ​he​ ​has been.​ ​Pidge​ ​and​ ​Hunk​ ​fidget​ ​“He​ ​didn’t​ ​do​ ​anything​ ​Princess,​ ​he’s​ ​been​ ​good​ ​ol’​ ​Lance.​ ​If​ ​anything​ ​it's​ ​Shiro​ ​and​ ​Keith.”​ ​Keith​ ​gives​ ​the Yellow​ ​Paladin​ ​a​ ​sharp​ ​look​ ​“Me?​ ​I’ve​ ​done​ ​nothing”​ ​

Pidge​ ​rounds​ ​on​ ​him all her pent up frustration​ finally exploding​“Thats’​ ​exactly​ ​it​ ​you’ve​ ​both​ ​done,​ ​nothing.​ ​And​ ​as​ ​much​ ​as​ ​you​ ​want to​ ​deny​ ​it​ ​Keith​ ​we’re​ ​a​ ​pack​ ​and​ ​what​ ​you​ ​did​ ​what​ ​you​ ​both​ ​did​ ​was​ ​super​ ​fucked.”​ ​Lance​ ​looks​ ​panicked​ ​“Don’t​ ​fight”​ ​Hes​ ​not​ ​heard​ ​the argument​ ​already​ ​escalating​ ​​ ​“As​ ​if​ ​you​ ​two​ are​ ​any​ ​better​ ​you​ ​took​ ​apart​ his ​burrow.”​ ​​ ​This​ ​is​ ​news​ ​to​ ​Lance​ ​and​ ​he​ ​jerks​ ​looking​ ​at​ ​them.​​ ​They​ ​really​ ​didn’t​ ​want​ ​him​ ​here​ ​did​ ​they?​ ​All​ ​this​ ​time​ ​hes​ ​been​ ​trying​ ​to​ ​help​ ​trying​ ​to​ ​get​ ​things​ ​back​ ​to the​ ​way​ ​it​ ​was,​ ​was​ ​useless.​ ​He​ ​could​ ​laugh​ ​but​ ​that​ ​would​ ​just​ ​make​ ​him​ ​cry.​ ​He​ ​settles​ ​for​ ​an​ ​uneasy​ ​chuckle​ ​which​ ​is​ ​much​ ​more​ ​jarring than​ ​anything​ ​he​ ​could​ ​have​ ​done.​ ​“We​ ​need​ ​our​ ​blankets​ ​back​ ​Lance​ ​sorry​ ​we​ ​didn’t​ ​tell​ ​you.”​ ​​ ​He​ ​shakes​ ​his​ ​head​ ​and​ ​grins​ ​the​ ​fakest​ ​grin​ ​you could​ ​imagine​ ​even​ ​a​ ​baby​ ​could​ ​see​ ​that.​ ​“No​ ​sweat​ ​guys​ ​I​ ​shouldn’t​ ​have​ ​taken​ ​them​ ​in​ ​the​ ​first​ ​place.”​ ​He​ ​looks​ ​at​ ​the​ ​Princess​ ​an​ ​odd​ ​glint in​ ​his​ ​eye.​ ​“I’m​ ​sorry​ ​It​ ​is​ ​my​ ​fault,​ ​I’ll​ ​work​ ​harder​ ​I​ ​promise​ ​next​ ​fight​ ​we’ll​ ​form​ ​Voltron.”​ ​​ ​She​ ​doesn’t​ ​look​ ​convinced​ ​maybe​ ​even​ ​more confused​ ​than​ ​she​ ​was​ ​when than before​ ​the​ ​fight​ ​started.​ ​“Now​ ​if​ ​you​ ​don’t​ ​mind,​ ​I’m​ ​going​ ​to​ ​catch​ ​up​ ​on​ ​my​ ​beauty​ ​sleep.​ ​You​ ​don’t​ ​get​ ​sexiest​ ​man​ ​of the​ ​year​ staying awake all the time.​ ​​ ​And​ ​hes​ ​walking​ ​out​ ​as​ ​cocky​ ​as​ ​only​ ​Lance​ ​could​ ​pull​ ​off. 

  • Summer: Tai, can you help out for a second? Qrow found out the skirt wasn't a kilt so Raven started laughing at him and now they're fighting in the dorm room and they don't seem to be stopping at any point.
  • Taiyang: Sure, I'll go sort them out.
  • *Taiyang enters the dorm room to see a raven and a crow squawking, pecking, and flying angrily at each other around the room.*
  • Taiyang: Alright feather brains, either turn back and settle this like loving siblings or take it outside!
  • *The crow and raven immediately fly out the window.*
  • Rowena Ravenclaw: You know what this school needs? To not make any sense-
  • Helga Hufflepuff: Rowena, I don’t think-
  • Rowena: Exactly, you don’t think. I’m brilliant and this is perfect! Moving staircases, walls that think they’re doors-
  • Salazar Slytherin: But how will the students get to class?
  • Rowena: They’ll have to figure it out.
  • Helga:
  • Salazar:
  • Godric Gryffindor:
  • Rowena: Everyday. They will figure it out everyday. My students will live in a tower and navigate these stairs every time.
  • Helga: The stairs move! This doesn’t seem safe! I think I’ll put my common room in the basement, Rowena.
  • Salazar: Ditto. I think the dungeons would be safer…
  • Godric: My kids will brave these stairs. I’ll take the other tower. Then they Can Parkour to class!!
  • Rowena: That wasn't what I had in mind -
  • Salazar: Well you want the students to die on the way to Charms. so why not let them go all out?
  • Godric: PARKOUR!!
I need to stop making au's

but like imagine,,,, lance has magic and can do all this crazy stuff but is too afraid to use it because he killed his brother in the past,,,, but he learns to use it in small dosages to help the team with little things like making food appear near pidge when they forget to eat or creating soft music to help shiro sleep,,,,, and he starts to train again with his magic,,,,,,, but like one day they have a run in with a druid and they mess him up and he can’t control his power that well anymore so all his progress he’s made starts to crumble and he locks himself in the blue lion to isolate himself,,,,, and the team is so confused even allura because they notice anything wrong after the druid encounter so they go to blue’s hangar to find it a mess, there’s ice and vines crawling up the walls and storms popping up everything,,,, but the main problem is that they can’t even get into the room because of blue’s barrier,,,, so the team thinks there’s an intruder and start to freak out because lance is in there until one of them tries to get blue to open up and they just get this flash of an image of lance in the cockpit and pass out after telling the team,,,, leaving them confused and a little scared as to how lance did all of this

anonymous asked:

i work at a craft store and i taught a kid's class yesterday. it went pretty well, but there was this ONE bratty little 12 y/o who tried to join without a parent and was mispronouncing my name on purpose to get my attention. i had a table full of kids and she complained that there wasn't room for her and her friend (when I can't let them participate without the waiver) and when I had no one there, she walked right by! it's a free class. you need permission. plz follow my instructions.

  • Matthew: come on, i didn't drink that much last night
  • Jason: you were flirting with Steph
  • Matthew: so what? she's my wife
  • Jason: you asked her if she was single
  • Stephanie: *yells from the next room* and cried when i said i wasn't!

anonymous asked:

I was at this camping trip a while back with my class, it was to teach us to survive in the woods. So everyone was in this big ass tent. It was meant for 15 people so everyone fit even thought there wasn't a lot of room. So everyone was taking turns dancing around this pole that was in the middle and I danced, then gave a guy a lap dance. I then had sex with 2 guys, 1 guy and 2 girls fingered me and I gave this one guy a blow job. The teacher still don't know what happened in that tent

pretty sure the girls in Oikawa’s class had tried to put on girls’ accessories on him at some point to see how fabulous he would look in them. (he does)

iwaizumi gets dragged along for the lolz, but I like to think he could pull off kawaii impressions well! (he’s fab too)

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Happy Kastle Valentine ( aka: The Only Type of Valentine to Celebrate)  

Well, maybe I’m a crook for stealing your heart away
Yeah, maybe I’m a crook for not caring for it
Yeah, maybe I’m a bad, bad, bad, bad person
Well, baby, I know

And these fingertips
Will never run through your skin
And those bright blue eyes
Can only meet mine across the room filled with people that are less important than you

I look for you, all day. When I… when I turn a corner or I pass by one of the scan rooms or getting on an elevator, I hope that maybe I’ll just… get a glimpse of you and when I… see you, every time it makes me catch my breath, just a little; and my heart speeds up, my palms sweat. Seeing you, talking to you, and… touching you, it’s all I can think about.
—  Arizona Robbins in 13x22

anonymous asked:

So hey, I'm the anon who requested the other chocobros and angst. I wasn't really thinking of any specific scenarios but maybe something where s/o is suffering through nightmares because some daemon and the only way to save them is for the chocobros to like, enter their mind and they learn about s/o's dark(?) past and afterwards they comfort them

Why does inspiration strike at almost 1am when you should be in bed? Who knows. Anyway, here’s a small drabble with Noctis because I felt like he suited this prompt the most. 

Noctis’ eyes flew open. A whimper cut the silence of the room, rousing him from sleep. You were trembling beside him, shaking like a leaf under the blankets as another nightmare plagued your subconscious.

He sighed. The dreams were getting worse. At first you were able to wake yourself up from them pretty easily, feeling only minor discomfort once you were awake. But the dreams started to get more intense, and it was becoming harder and harder to snap you out of them.

Small cries started to leave your lips, and Noctis felt his heart slowly breaking. Your back was turned to him, and he reached over, his hand hovered over your arm. He debated waking you up—the last time he’d tried, you woke up screaming and struggled against him, not fully conscious. He’d earned a few scratches for his efforts, and the look on your face when you realized what you’d done had been a dagger to his chest.

Your breath hitched as you emitted another soft cry. Noctis knew he couldn’t sit by and do nothing while you were in distress. He closed his eyes, and summoned a type of magic that he’d never really used before. His hand came to gently rest on your temple, and he slipped out of consciousness.

His eyes darted open. The ground was cold as he rose to stand. He wasn’t in your bedroom anymore—he was in a dark city, cast in eternal night.

A scream rang out. Noctis jerked his head in the direction it came from.

It was you.

He uttered your name aloud before sprinting off to find you. Your voice was shrill and pained, the screaming never ceasing as it combined with a loud snarling that sent a chill through Noctis’ spine.

When he finally found you, you were on the ground, pinned to the concrete. A giant daemon with jagged teeth and blood red eyes hovered over you, clawing at your arms and roaring near your face. Its saliva dripped onto your skin and you shrieked, trying to wiggle free of its grasp as its claws marred your flesh.

“Hey!” Noctis shouted, brandishing his weapon. “Why don’t you pick on someone your own size?”

The daemon angled its ugly head in Noctis’ direction and he could have sworn it grinned. It rose to its full height, looming easily two feet over him, and lunged with lightning speed at him.

Noctis blocked him and parried him just as quickly, slashing at its legs so it buckled to its knees. The daemon was large, but clumsy, and Noctis was able to warp strike it as the lingering apparition of his body served as a helpful distraction.

Soon the daemon was on all fours, weakened and panting. Noctis was about to strike it through its back when your voice called to him.

“Stop!”

Noctis turned, confused. You were still on the ground, but sat up, reaching to him.

“You can’t,” you begged. “Please.”

Noctis looked at you in confusion. “Why the hell not?”

“Because,” you sobbed. “He’s my father.”

Noctis turned to the daemon. A section of its face had peeled back, revealing the face of a man. A man with eyes like yours.

Noctis shook his head, turning back to you. “I have to.”

Before the scream could leave your mouth, he brought his blade down and pierced through the daemon’s heart.

There was a flash of light, and Noctis was blown back. You gripped onto him, pulling him towards you as you both watched light consuming the daemon, ripping it apart. The darkness ebbed away, and you both covered your eyes as the light became blinding. Once it had dimmed, you both lowered your arms and you let out a gasp.

It was your dad.

Your real dad. With kind eyes and a smile on his face. He seemed almost ethereal as he stood there, the darkness shrinking away with every second.

“I’m sorry,” he said aloud, though it hit your ears like a breathy whisper. You gulped, tears stinging your vision.

“You can’t hurt me anymore,” you breathed, and he started to fade away. Soon, he was gone.

But the light remained. It poured through the streets, lit up the dark alleyways and coated everything in a golden glow. Noctis smiled and leaned his forehead against yours.

“You’re safe,” he promised. “No matter what, always remember that I’ll protect you.”

You sighed, finally absorbed in a moment of relief. “Thank you.”

Noctis blinked, and the was back in your room. It was still dark, still night time as the blue haze of the moon washed over the floor. He took his hand off your temple and watched you for a moment.

Your breathing had evened out, and you were no longer trembling. He let out a breath, one he felt like he’d been holding forever, and leaned down to kiss your cheek.

“G’nite, love,” he murmured, settling back into the sheets and pulling you close so your back was against his chest. “Sweet dreams.”

You subconsciously cuddled closer to him, letting out a quiet hum. “Sweet dreams,” you mumbled back, slipping back under with the tiniest smile on your face.

anonymous asked:

How do you think Harry and the missus would react if like Alfie went out with friends and didn't come home when he was suppose to, and wasn't answering his phone?

I imagine they’d be in an utter state of panic. 

The missus would be pacing the living room with her phone in her hand as she tried Alfie’s number whilst Harry would be sat back on the sofa with his phone cradled between his ear and his shoulder, on the phone to Gemma to see if she’s heard anything or to see if she’s seen him around on her way from her night out with her mates. The twins bickering between themselves as they tried sending texts to his phone to see if he was okay, sending them photos of their parents freaking out and sending him countless emoji texts to see if he’d get annoyed.

And when he walks through the door, rushed and with wide eyes and pink cheeks from the wind that bit at his skin, dressed in his football shorts and a jersey with his name printed on the back, there’s instant confrontation and panicked cries out before the missus pulls him in for a tight hug.

“You can’t do that to us, Alfie! We’ve been worried sick!”

“Christ, Alfie. You worried us sick. You can’t do this. You had us thinking you were injured or kidnapped. We were seconds from calling the police and issuing you as missing,” Harry panics, pressing a hand to his forehead and running his fingers through his hair, “what the bloody hell happened?”

“My phone died. I promise. I was on the tube and I was going to call back as soon as I got off to explain that footie practice finished a little early and that me and some friends went to the park to waste time. Time got lost and my phone ran out of charge,” he mutters into her shoulder, holding onto her tightly as Harry picks up his football bag and takes it through to the kitchen, “I’m sorry. I am. I didn’t mean to worry you.”

“You’re safe, aren’t you? All okay?”

“I’m fine,” he nods, pulling away from her as she cups his face in his hands and run her thumbs over his cold cheeks, “I’m going to jump in the shower, is that okay? I’m a bit cold. Need to get this mud off o’ me, too. It’s beginning to itch.”

“Of course. I’ll warm up some dinner for you, as well. It’s just some spaghetti bolognese unless you want something else whipped up quickly?” She asks, as she shakes his head, “just come down whenever you’re done then. It’ll be in the microwave waiting for you,” she smiles, pressing a kiss to his cheeks, “I love you. Please, don’t scare us like that next time? If you need to, use a payphone on the side of the road or something. You know the house number. Your dad and I will always come out and pick you up.” xx

anonymous asked:

Yeah I hope you're sitting. So I work at a well known jewelry chain (Bc this is Tumblr and I know how fans get I'm not gonna say the name I hope you understand) cp and a friend (didn't recognize as a red star) came in later this evening,I wasn't the one helping them but I stood near Bc I was having a coronary.I heard her say "Oh I think Tobin(it was kind of muddled but im like 99% sure she said her name) has this one!" (Lots of gals wear our brand) I ran into the inventory room to begin a panic.

CP and her obsession with rings though

anonymous asked:

Hi! i've looked for this fic for ages, can't find it anywhere anymore :( i think dnp were in vegas, got drunk, and were playing truth or dare at one point, dan said his nipples were sensitive, smut happened a few times, and phil didn't want to talk about what was happening because he wasn't sure how he felt, but they ended up figuring things out together in the end, and it ended with them having sex, do you know it? thanks xx

Roll The Dice And Swear (ao3) - Dan has a wet dream while sharing a hotel room with Phil.

-Rachel