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The Summer 29/33

The Summer (29/33) | Dan Howell has spent the last three summers at Camp Bergamot, but it’s never been quite like this before. This year, he faces a summer full of new friends, a new relationship, and an entirely new view on his own sexuality. Perhaps Camp Bergamot should be renamed camp self discovery for all the changes Dan has gone through, but one thing’s for sure - despite all the hiccups and the drama, he just might have found the love of his life. | Phan | Mature | Smut, Misunderstandings, Insecurity, Panic Attacks, Bullying, Minor Violence, Physical Fight | 300,000+ Words

Disclaimer: In no way do I claim that this is real or cast aspersions on Dan or Phil.

This Part: 14,383 Words

For reference, @botanistlester is Dan, @snowbunnylester is Phil.

(Previous) (AO3) (Masterlist)

Warnings: blowjobs, body worship, dirty talk, penetrative sex

A/N: Just a reminder that we have moved our updating schedule back to wednesdays and saturdays! If you haven’t read the last chapter (ch 28) then make sure you go do that :D

Chapter Twenty-Nine

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Who Do You Belong To?

[Prompt: Phil’s spending more time editing than w/ Dan, so Dan uses the app from ‘Sexy Interent Dating’ to sext other men then purposely leaves his phone unlocked so Phil find out & will see what he did and show him who’s boss and teach him a lesson]

wow more smut bc you guys got my last post to over 100 notes (yh thats right fucking aMazING)

Warnings: angry sex, a lot of dan moaning and begging, cheating(ish), sexting, teasing, dirty talk (quite a lot tbqh lmfao), powerbottom!dan ayy lmao, facial lolololol, 


Dan strides into the office walking over to where Phil sits and wrapping his arms around him, “Hey…”

“Oh hey Dan!” Phil smiles, not turning away from the video he’s editing.

Dan leans his head down and starts to kiss Phil’s neck, “Mm, what are you doing?”

“I’m editing a video right now Dan, could you save this for later?” Phil asks, moving away from Dan’s lips.

“But Phil… We haven’t done anything for over 2 weeks!” Dan complains.

“I know but I’m just busy editing.” Phil says, moving a clip over into a different area.

Dan groans, walking out of the office. He walks into the lounge flopping onto the couch, completely bored. He opens up his phone and scrolls through some of the apps before landing on a particular app. The app that he used in his 'Sexy Internet Dating’ video. He smirks, opening up the app. He quickly changes the profile settings like, his profile picture (he changed it to a pretty explicit photo that Phil took of him with his phone after they had sex one day), his interests, and description. He scrolls through a list of guys before settling on one with a quite attractive profile picture.



Hey baby ;)

He waits until he phone vibrates in his hand.



Hey ;)


God, I’m so horny right now…

Dan smiles, looking at the doorway to make sure Phil isn’t there.



Me too baby… You’re so fucking hot in your profile pic with that jizz all over you…

Dan smirks, patting himself on the back for choosing it.



Thanks ;) I wish it was your cum on me right now…

Dan thinks, is it too early to send that? Eh, whatever. He presses send and waits for the next response.



Fuck… How bad do you want it?


So fucking bad… God I just need a cock in me right now…


I wanna fuck you babe. I’d fuck you right into the goddamn mattress…

Dan breathes, that was kinda hot…



Fuck me so hard that I cum twice.

Dan smirks, Phil would kill him if he found out about what he was doing.



I’d fuck you so hard you pass out with only my cock.


Cum all over me daddy.

Dan laughs quietly, he’s too sexual for his own good.

Parker, however, doesn’t respond. Dan believes that he fell asleep or something.

Dan chuckles, exiting the app. He never realized how tired he was. He gets off of the couch, glancing out the door and up the stairs to see if Phil is still sitting there and sure enough, Phil is there with his headphones on. Dan sits back down, and smirks to himself; he’ll leave his phone unlocked so that Phil will see when Parker responds. He’ll probably open up Dan’s phone and look through the messages. Dan nods, taking off the password to his phone and setting it down on the coffee table. He gets up and walks over to the bottom of the stairs.

“Phil! I’m heading to bed!” Dan calls.

“Okay! I’ll be there soon, love you!” Phil calls back.

Dan smiles, that smile soon turning into a devilish smirk as he walks away from the office. He soon walks into their room and strips his clothes, down to his boxers. He hops into bed and soon drifts off.


“Dan!” Phil yells from the lounge.

Dan shoots up, looking around until Phil calls his name again.

Dan, goddammit!“ Phil shouts.

Dan chuckles, Phil knows. Dan gets up, walking out of the room and rubbing his eyes, "Yeah Phil?” he answers sleepily.

“Who the fuck is Parker?” Phil asks, angrily.

Dan doesn’t answer, looking around innocently.

“Don’t fucking play games with me! I said who the fuck is Parker?! And why the fuck were you sexting him?” Phil yells again, storming over to Dan.

“I wasn’t sexting him…” Dan tries to hold back laughter.

“Oh really? Then what the fuck is, cum all over me daddy, supposed to mean?” Phil booms.

Dan shrugs, playing with his fingernails as a small smile plays on his face.

Phil drops Dan’s phone on the ground, pushing him up against the wall, “This isn’t a fucking joke. You belong to me and only me. Okay?”

Dan bites back a smile, “But Park-”

“I don’t give a fuck! You are mine, the cum on your face in your profile pic is mine. No one else’s but. Mine.” Phil growls, his northern accent coming out.

Dan bites his lip, Phil is hot as fuck when he’s angry. Phil attacks Dan’s neck, sucking a large bruise before licking over it. Dan gasps, holding onto Phil’s half buttoned flannel as Phil leaves more marks on Dan’s soft skin. Phil’s hands hold Dan’s hips against the wall, grinding against him. Dan moans, clutching tighter on Phil’s shirt. Phil pulls away looking at the deep purple marks on Dan’s neck.

“Hope you look at those marks days from now and know that you’re mine.” Phil grumbles.

Dan nods frantically, pulling Phil in for a kiss. Phil grips tighter on Dan’s hips, making sure that they leave bruises. Dan tangles his fingers in Phil’s hair, tugging slightly. Phil pulls away, looking into Dan’s blown out eyes.

“Bedroom. Now.”

Dan runs to the bedroom, ripping off his boxers and laying on the bed. Phil walks in, his flannel barely hanging on him and his boxers sliding off of his hips. Dan bites his lip, laying on his back as Phil hovers over him. Phil presses his hips into Dan’s, rolling them as a squeaked moan comes from his mouth. Phil smirks and does it again, slower, causing Dan to arch his back.

“P-lease P-Phil…” Dan chokes out.

“Hm?” Phil says back, pretending he didn’t hear him.

“Please… Oh my fuck…” Dan moans.

Phil leans down to Dan’s neck, licking up to his ear, making Dan shiver, “Please what, baby?”

Dan groans at Phil’s heavy voice in his ear, biting his lip, “Please j-just…”

“Spit it out. Come on baby. Because when I’m done with you, you won’t be able to spit me out.” Phil growls.

Fuck me!” Dan whimpers.

Phil snickers, his smirk present once again, “Mm, listen to yourself. All desperate for me. For my cock? You want this?” Phil says, cupping himself. He’s just as hard as Dan.

“Yeah..! I want it so fucking bad please Phil!” Dan cries out, biting his fingers, “I’m so fucking horny Phil…”

Phil can’t take it, Dan begging and whimpering just for him. He rips off his boxers and he snatches the lube off the bedside table. He pours it on his fingers and doesn’t even warm it up as he plunges two fingers into Dan. Dan gasps loudly, moaning as Phil pumps his fingers in him.

“M-More…” Dan moans, tilting his head back.

Phil adds another finger, curling them until he hits Dan’s spot and Dan swears he was about to cum.

“Fuck! Right there Phil…”

Phil pulls his fingers out, wiping them on his boxers, which he pulls off in two seconds. Phil slicks his cock up, stroking himself. He lines up with Dan and he pushes the tip in, causing both of them to moan, but Phil recovers. He stares at Dan, smirking.

“Phil! Please..!” Dan cries, trying to push himself onto Phil’s cock.

“Please what?” Phil asks again. He’s gonna tease this boy until he’s crying. That’ll teach him not to sext other guys.

“Fuck me! Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!” Dan yells, “Fucking pound me!”

Phil slams in with no warning, making Dan scream and clutch the sheets. Phil keeps plowing into Dan, moans and soft grunts. Dan wraps his arms loosely around Phil neck, high pitched 'uh!’s flowing put of his mouth. Phil looks at Dan’s face, his eyes closed, eyelashes fluttering, and his mouth open as gorgeous sounds of pleasure pour out of his mouth. Phil stops his movements when he’s literally balls deep in Dan.

“What the fuck?” Dan says.

“Who is Parker.” Phil says, wanting to get to the bottom of this.

“Oh god, Phil. It was nothing now can we please just- uh!” Dan interrupts himself with a moan.

Phil caused the moan, interrupting Dan in the middle of his sentence to slide his hips back before slamming them back into place, “ I said, who is Parker?”

Dan pants, “Well you were busy yesterday so I thought,” pant, “Why don’t I piss off Phil? And it fucking worked.” Dan smirks.

Phil pulls out completely, another one of his teases. Dan whimpers at the emptiness, looking at Phil.

“Phil.. Please come back…” Dan bites his lip, propping himself up on an elbow.


“Phil, I’m sorry! I won’t happen ever again…” Dan says.


“Phil! Please, I’m so so sorry!”

Phil doesn’t even respond, he hates not being inside of Dan’s tight heat but he’s teaching Dan a lesson, “No.”

“Phil, listen to me! I’m so fucking sorry, please forgive me… I’m so sorry…” Dan says, on the brink of crying.

Phil pushes Dan onto his back, slamming into him. Phil pounds into Dan, making him cry out loudly. Phil angles his thrusts and Dan screams in pleasure.

“Fuck Phil! Yeah right fucking there..!” Dan growls, whimpering after.

“So fucking tight baby…” Phil moans, watching Dan’s hard and red cock bouncing on his stomach.

Dan feels his orgasm reaching as Phil continues to pound into him, “I’m gonna cum so fucking hard… Oh shit I’m gonna cum.”

“Me too baby…” Phil moans, thrusting even faster.

Dan feels Phil abusing his spot and he swears his orgasm hits him like a fucking train. Dan screams loudly, his cum spurting onto his chest.

Phil shoves his fingers into Dan’s mouth to quiet him a little, “I’m gonna make you a new profile picture…”

Dan moans, sucking on Phil’s fingers and Phil pulls out, moving over Dan and angling his cock at his face. He groans Dan’s name, shooting his load onto Dan’s face and onto his tongue as he sticks it out like a kid outside in the snow. Phil pants, coming down from his high.

“Take a picture baby, I’m dirty again…” Dan says, licking his lips.

Phil reaches over to their nightstand, grabbing his phone. He slides up the camera app and he angles the camera towards him. Dan pulls his bottom lip between his teeth, looking dead on into the lens. Phil takes the photo, looking over it. Dan uses his finger to get the slightly cold cum off of his face, putting it into his mouth and sucking it off. When Phil puts his phone down, Dan had cleaned his face completely. Phil chuckles, lying beside him.

“Who do you belong to, Dan?” Phil asks, almost asleep.



More than stanzas

Summary: (kinda stole this from thorlester ily <33 ) The hot librarian is a massive nerd and Dan just found his notebook filled with poems.

Genre: fluff

Warning: swearing, a lil bit of pre-smut in the end

Words: 2, 115 words

A/N: im so sorry for abandoning??? Yes. I was busy beta-ing my friends’ fics and im also caught up with my collab fic with Sofie (which I hope you get to read one day, it’s named as Fragments Of Stardusters).!! I also added a submit page so if u want to submit me shit u can now :> this was supposed to contain secks but eh did you know that the poem dan recited was an actual written by me, it originally wrote it from dan’s perspective but yh

“It’s over there on aisle B.” Dan stared at the man in front him. He was fixing his glasses who had slid a little too low over the bridge of his nose as he pointed out what possible aisle could have what Dan was looking for.

Slightly too hot.

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I have a very important question

Okay so we all know that Dan is on the brink of 5m susbcribers right? So basically what I think I want to organize is a video for him for when he hits the mark. Something like what was done for Markiplier for his 6m mark. You know, like, get as many people from the phandom to collaborate with me to make a video for Dan to congratulate him. I have a few ideas for what the video would be, and I’m wondering how many people might want to be involved in this? If so, reblog this! I wanna get a sense of the number of people who would want to participate! \^o^/


The always lovely @justinmondzak demonstrating how to say Buzz Lightyear in sign language. #buzzlighyear

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Remember us [Phanfiction]

Title: Remember us
Author: TheIceDancer
Length: One-Shot
Rating: G
Pairing: Dan/Phil
Genre: Angst
Summary: “You have to accept that one day I’ll wake up and I won’t know who you are.”

A/N: Inspired by “Still Alice”

“You have a genetic predisposition to developing early onset Alzheimer’s.”

The frightful message played over and over again in his head like a broken record. He was standing in the kitchen holding a cutting board, with no idea as to why. He couldn’t remember. Stress, that’s what his husband said it was. Neither wanted to discuss the possibility that maybe… just maybe it wasn’t stress.

Dan remembered what it was like with his mother. How his father struggled to keep her memory fresh, even when there was nothing left to salvage. She was 42 when it first started. Dan was now 38 and the dreaded diagnoses had been given. He was cursed with early onset Alzheimer’s.



“Do you need any help making dinner?”

Dinner. That’s what he was doing.

“No, thanks, Phil. I’ll be quick.”

“What are you making?”

“Thought I’d make a taco salad with shrimp.”

“What? You’re allergic to shellfish, Daniel.”

“Ah.. yeah. Sorry, I’m just stressed out, I guess.”

As the years passed, he tried to keep his mind occupied with crosswords and strategy games every day. The headaches were frequent, but he tried his best to keep his mind focused on other things. Like his family. His husband of 10 years and their beautiful little girl. His biggest fear was forgetting them. Every now and then he would forget things. Like why he walked into the living room or he would misplace objects only to find them in the strangest places sometimes weeks later.

“Dan? You going for a run?”

“Yeah, I’ll be back in an hour.” Every morning he went for a run, same route every time, only this time it would be different. He kissed his husband and grabbed his jacket. The fresh air blew across his face, and he could tell by the smell that summer was arriving. Freshly cut grass and the smell of hot asphalt had a calming effect on him. He rolled his eyes when a couple of youngsters drove past with obnoxiously loud music. Maybe he was just getting older. He had just turned 41 after all.

He jogged past their local grocery store but when he got to the park, something happened and he stopped. His blood froze, and his breathing came irregular. He was terrified, more scared than he’d ever been. He had no idea where he was. He looked around, searching for buildings, or landmarks he knew, but he couldn’t recognize anything. Everything slowed down, seconds felt like hours.

“Are you okay?” a woman asked.

Dan turned around, did he know this woman? “Yeah… I’m fine.”

“Okay, just making sure. You looked a bit lost there for a second.”

And just as quickly as it came, it went away. Everything went back to normal. He recognized the apartment complex across from him, and the park where he and Phil had their first date.

When he came home, Phil was waiting for him. He didn’t look happy.

“Where the hell have you been? I’ve tried calling you like 20 times.”

“I told you I was going for a run.”

“Yeah, and you also told me you’d be back in an hour. Dan, it’s 2pm.”

Was it? Had it really been that long? Maybe those seconds didn’t just feel like hours.

“I’m sorry… I didn’t know it was that late already.”

“You said you’d pick up Lily from school.”

Dan sighed, “I forgot—”

“You seem to be doing that a lot lately.” Phil’s tone was cold, harsh. Dan wasn’t used to it.

“If you have something to say, say it.”

“Dan, I didn’t—“

“Say it! God knows I’ll forget it anyway.”

Phil rolled his eyes and walked away.

“Yeah, walk away from your problems. Like you always do.”

“What do you want from me?!” Phil screamed.

“I want you to talk to me! You have to accept the fact that one day I’ll wake up and I won’t know who you are!”

“I can’t!”

Dan was on the brink of tears, his whole frame shaking. “You have to. This disease is going to hurt you more than it’ll hurt me. You know why? Because I won’t remember, but you will. There will come a time where I can’t pick you and Lily out from a lineup, but until that day comes… keep reminding me.”

“Reminding you of what?”

“Everything. The first day we met, when I proposed, when we adopted Lily… everything, every day until it no longer makes sense to me, until our vows become nothing but words.”

With tears streaming down his face, Phil wrapped his arms around his beloved, hugging him so tight; he could feel Dan’s heart beating against his chest. “I love you.”

Phil was loyal, and as promised, he kept telling Dan stories, every day. Lily would also tell stories from school, and draw pictures of her and her parents together. She was only 8 years old, but her mind exceeded that of most 8 year olds.

“I arise from dreams of thee in the first sweet sleep of night.  When the winds are breathing low and the stars are shining bright. I arise from dreams of thee, and a spirit in my feet has led me – who knows how? – To thy chamber window, sweet,” Phil whispered. He recited a poem he once read to Dan.

“Say it again.”

Lying in the comforting arms of his husband, with Lily asleep next to them, Dan listened to Phil’s soothing voice.  

“Why don’t you say it with me? I arise from dreams of thee in the first sweet sleep of night. When the winds are breathing low and the stars are shining bright.”

“I arise from dreams of thee, and a spirit..”

“And a spirit in my feet has led me – who knows how?”

“To thy chamber window, sweet.”

Time passed and Phil noticed a rapid decline in his husband’s mental state. He seemed confused and lost, and would often ask the same questions over and over again.

“Did you pick Lily up from school today?”

“Yes, I did, she’s at a friend’s house.”

“Oh okay,” Dan said with a smile. They were watching a documentary together, but half way through it, Dan lost his focus. “Did you pick Lily up from school?”

“Yes, sweetheart, I did.”

“Where is she?”

“At a friend’s house.”


Maybe this did hurt Phil more than it hurt Dan.

9 months later, the day of their anniversary had arrived. Phil had such great things planned, like taking Dan to the park where they had their first date, and showing him their wedding pictures. He was going to ask Dan to recite their vows again. With Lily as a flower girl, it would be the perfect day.

Phil woke up with a big smile on his face; a sleeping Dan was the first thing that greeted him.

“Daniel?” he whispered. “Wake up.” He caressed his beloved’s cheek just as he opened his eyes.

Dan said nothing. Instead, he just stared at him, with a look of confusion and fright.

Phil knew by the sheer look in his eyes… Dan had no idea who he was.