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How To Win A Boy: Fumbling Punk Edition

How To Win A Boy: Fumbling Punk Edition | Dan Howell, local punk, and his friends need a new cafe to hang out in, now that Dan has ruined starbucks for them (don’t ask). So they try out the new family business that just opened up a few days ago… and somehow Dan falls in love with the Pastel Goth kid behind the counter who just so happens to be his waiter. Why Phil seems to think disgusting smoothies are going to win Dan over, no one knows, but… well, they do. | Phan | Teen and Up | PastelxPunk | 8,359 Words

Thanks to @botanistlester for the title, and the fic inspiration, not to mention listening to me talk about this fic for the last 3 hours of writing. I apologize for any typos, but screw proofreading, I really want to post already.

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Big Weekend || Dan Howell

A/N: this imagine was requested by @let-it-go-and-live-again! I really like the idea. yeeah body positivity!! btw I added an about me page to my bio in case you want to check it out!

Word Count: 1.6K

POV: Reader


Originally posted by constantlymyself

The sky was cloudy but the air wasn’t too cold. Thousands of people were just hoping that it wouldn’t start raining. I was one of them. I stood there and hoped while my body was made of 60% pure adrenaline by now.

“I can’t wait for them to start!” I had to yell because the crowd of talking people was just so loud.

I smiled at Dan whole heartedly. The huge grin on my face was so big that my cheeks hurt.

“You are cute when you are that excited.” Dan laughed and took my hand in his.

His dimples were showing and just the sight of him made me feel like my heart was going to burst. Although Dan and Phil had stopped doing their radio shows they were still asked to do some interviews at Radio 1’s Big Weekend, an annual music festival.

Dan surprised me by inviting me to come with him. I obviously had to say yes, especially since my favourite band was performing. They were going to enter the stage soon and thousands of excited fans including me and Dan were impatiently waiting for them.

Although Dan was allowed to watch from back stage we decided to mix into the crowd because there was so much audience participation during the band’s concerts.

For a second the crowd grew all silent, then the first fans started screaming. Welcomed by loud cheers and squeals my favourite band ran onto stage. They immediately started with their first song. The air was filled with bursting energy and excitement. I hadn’t felt so alive in a long time.

I started singing my heart out to the songs I had listened to a million times before, but they sounded and felt so different live. When the whole crowd started chanting the chorus of my all time favourite song I jumped up and down, not being able to stop myself from moving and dancing.

“You are damn beautiful, Y/N!” I heard Dan shout into my ear.

I only now realized that he was watching me the whole time and blushed a little bit.

As one of the band’s slow songs sounded from the speakers Dan wrapped his arms around me from behind and we swayed to the music. His broad chest was pressed against my back and he rested his chin on top of my head, kissing my hair now and then.

After the ballade ended I got on my tip toes again in order to be able to watch my favourite band member’s every move.

“Do you know how lucky you are, Dan?” I asked him laughing, pointing out the height difference between us.

Dan was by far one of the tallest people in the crowd and I looked tiny next to him.

“You could sit on my shoulders.” Dan suggested with a wink.

“Dan, everyone behind us would hate us.” I laughed but had to admit that I kinda liked the idea.

“Enter the world of us giants. Just one song.” He pleaded with puppy dog eyes.

I had to admit it sounded tempting. Very tempting actually.

“Okay, but if people start shouting at us it’s all your fault!” I gave in and Dan didn’t really have much convincing to do.

He bent down so I could sit on his shoulders. After I had gotten on top of him I was able to overlook the whole crowd. His head was in between my thighs and I couldn’t stop myself from running my fingers through his soft chocolate brown hair. I crossed my legs behind Dan’s back and he held my thighs for extra stabilization.

Dan and I were enjoying ourselves and I was so happy to have an amazing boyfriend like him.

Just as the song ended and Dan was about to set me down, we were stopped by the band’s drummer and my favourite member.

“Listen everybody! Do you see this pretty girl who got on top of somebody’s shoulders? I want you all to do the same!” he shouted into his microphone and pointed right at me. The crowd started cheering and moving around.

Everybody who was here with somebody followed his instructions. I, on the other hand, had an immensely hard time processing the fact that my favourite band member had just called me pretty!

The heat rushed to my face and my hands started shaking. I felt like my 16-year-old fangirling self again.  

“O my god he called me pretty!” I squealed once my feet touched the ground again.

“Because you are!” Dan said with twinkling eyes and made me smile even wider.

I pecked his lips quickly before I faced the stage again. Just as my eyes landed on the drummer again he took off his shirt, revealing his toned chest and perfectly defined abs. The whole female part of the crowd completely lost it. Never before had I heard such high-pitched screams.

A few teenage girls actually looked like they were about to faint. I had to stare at him in awe. I squealed along while he smashed his drums, sweat dripping down his forehead.  

“Damn I forgot how hot he is.” I breathed in disbelief and was too busy to notice the look on Dan’s face as those words left my mouth.

I was still jumping up and down like a bouncy ball after the concert had ended. Dan was guiding me backstage with him because I was too busy talking about the concert to concentrate on where I was going.  

“I can’t believe that just happened. Best concert ever!” I babbled ecstatically.

“Mhm” Dan mumbled quietly and I was again too excited to notice his resentment.

Back in the hotel we were staying in for the weekend I had calmed down a bit again. After changing out of my sweaty shirt and drinking what seemed like 4 bottles of water I was back to normal.

Since Dan and I were extremely exhausted we decided to go straight to bed. It was only Saturday so we still had the whole of Sunday ahead of us. When I was done with brushing my teeth and exited the bathroom I noticed that Dan was in bed already. I got under his duvet as well and was immediately greeted by his comforting body warmth.

I snuggled up next to him and rested my head on his chest.

“Thank you for taking me with you. I really enjoyed today.” I whispered softly and pecked his pink lips.

With a grin, I decided to deepen the kiss and quickly straddled my surprised boyfriend.

“I thought you said you were tired.” Dan asked raising a brow, teasingly.

“I am never too tired for this.” I breathed seductively.

As soon as those words had come over my lips Dan immediately flipped us over so he was on top. I ran my hands up and down his chest, taking his t-shirt off soon after. He connected our lips again, we didn’t start out slow, it was heated since minute one. The tiredness from before was gone as Dan moved his hips against mine. I couldn’t hold in a silent moan.

“Am I hurting you?” Dan asked suddenly sounding insecure.

I broke the kiss to look at him in confusion. Did he misinterpret my moan?

“Why would you be hurting me? We haven’t even.. you know.“ I asked him confused, looking up at him.

“I thought I crushed you under my weight..” Dan’s words were barely a whisper. He swallowed hard as has face turned the colour of a tomato.

My eyes widened in shock and disbelief.

“Daaann-“ I trailed, waiting for him to tell me he was joking, but he didn’t.

“What are you talking about, Dan?” I wanted to know, scared of his answer.

He got off me and let himself fall down on the bed next to me. I lifted myself up on my elbow to be able to look into his dark brown eyes.

“I- I’m just really heavy. I don’t wanna hurt you.” He explained and I could tell that he was uncomfortable.

“You are way over 6 feet, Dan. How are you supposed to not be heavy?” I argued.

“Yeah sure.” He mumbled unmotivated. My face fell, finally getting what he was implying.

“That’s not what you meant, right?” I breathed totally aghast.

“No.” He whispered and slowly shook his head.

“Why do you suddenly feel like that? You are so beautiful, baby.” I gently traced his biceps, taking in his beauty.

He seemed to quietly ponder for a while before he decided to voice his thoughts.

“I just, I don’t have abs or a toned chest and I’m not that fit and-“ he made himself stop in the middle of his sentence.

He grew all silent. His words brought tears to my eyes. Why didn’t he see how perfect he was?

“You are not saying this because I called that stupid drummer hot today, right?” I tried, but the look on his face at the mention of what I had said earlier totally gave him away.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t think it would make you feel that way. Listen I don’t care if he is hot or not. He will never be you and I love every tiny bit of your body and your soul.” I whispered softly, meaning every word I said.  

I cupped Dan’s face with my hands and deeply looked into his eyes. “You are perfect the way you are and I love you more than anything.” I slowly said so he could take in every single word.

Dan blushed and I noticed that a small smile had found its way back onto his face.

“It’s not just about having a fit body, you know that. Now c’mon let me show you how beautiful you are.” I breathed and started leaving kisses all over his chest and neck, straddling him again.


Some um, dancest. sorry. I wrote it for that phan kink meme but it was TOO LONG to post there.


They didn’t know how it happened. One moment Dan was in the kitchen grabbing a glass of ribena while Phil was sat waiting for him with their show paused in the lounge, and the next thing Dan knew he was dropping, spilling his drink, and standing in shock as the glass shattered to pieces.

“Dan?” Phil had called worriedly, making his way into the kitchen and then stopping when he saw someone else standing in front of a wide-eyed Dan. “Who’s this?”

“It’s–me?” Dan said, although it sounded more like a question.

Standing in front of him, a younger, more smaller version of Dan stood still, the same expression of shock on his face. The younger-Dan’s hands were clenched tightly shut, lips open just slightly, cheeks worryingly white.

“What the hell do you mean, it’s you?” Phil asked confusedly, eyes squinted as he walked around the short lad to see a very young Dan looking as terrified as ever. Phil gasped, his hands coming up to cover his mouth, and for a few seconds no one said anything as Phil looked at Dan and then the younger-Dan repeatedly. “This can’t be real.” He said, hand going out to softly touch younger-Dan’s shoulder. “Holy–”

“Shit.” Dan finished, cheeks flushed at the way his younger-self was looking him up and down. Dan shook his head, trying to clear his thoughts. He had to do something. “Um, hi?”

Younger-Dan’s head shot up and he and Dan made direct eye contact. “Hi.” He spoke, the first word since he got here somehow.

“Wow, okay. Why don’t you guys go into the lounge, or something, and I’ll clean up this mess.” Phil said, walking back to grab a broom.

“Yeah, it’s just that way,” Dan pointed, “I need to talk to Phil for a sec.”

“Okay.” Younger-Dan said quietly, turning around and quickly walking out of the kitchen.

“Holy hell.” Dan breathed, slumping back into the counter. “What the actual fuck is happening?”

“It seems to me that there was some type of time warp, eh?” Phil nudged him with his elbow. Dan shot him a deadpan look.

“Now is not the time for jokes.” Dan said.

“What I mean is that maybe there’s some, I don’t know, unfinished business? He did look a little sad and red-eyed, and unless you have something to tell me about your past with weed, then, well, I think he needs you.” Phil explained, cleaning up the glass of spilled ribena. “Or, you need him, or you both need each other, who knows?”

“That, actually makes sense, Phil, wow, how’d you figure that one out?” Dan asked, his brows unfurowing.

“The X-Files.”

Dan sighed. “I highly doubt there was an episode about this.”

“So…” Phil started awkwardly. “How are you, Dan?” He asked, directing his question at the younger-Dan.

“I’m fine. Are we in a relationship?” Younger-Dan asked, the question seemingly catching him and Phil off guard.

Dan face-palmed. Of course he would ask that, he was basically obsessed with ‘AmazingPhil’.

“Uh, I feel like if I give you information that will, like, disrupt the laws of the universe, but, yeah we are.” Phil said happily, looking over to a blushing Dan.

“That’s, that’s amazing. How’d we manage to do that?” Younger-Dan asked to his older-self, genuine curiosity written over his face.

“I mean, c'mon, how could he not want this, or that?” Dan said, gesturing to himself and then to his younger self.

“Well, I’m not much of anything.” Younger-Dan said quietly.

Everyone was silent for a moment. Dan and Phil, who were sat on the couch together, looked at each other sadly. Younger-Dan sat alone on another chair.

Phil got up, after having a silent conversation with Dan, and said he’d be back shortly.

“I’m telling you… uh, Dan, you’re seriously so important. More important than anything, I wouldn’t be here without you, ever think about that? I’m here living with the guy of my, our dreams, in London and I was there, right where you are. It gets good, Dan, trust me.” Dan said, quietly gesturing for his younger-self to come and sit by him.

“But what about uni? What about what everyone thinks about me and Phil? They’re always asking questions and they judge so much! I’m–I’m scared, Dan.” Younger-Dan confessed. “I’m not confident and I’m not–I’m not you.”

“But you will be,” Dan said strongly, using his fingers to pull his younger-self’s chin up, the two Dans looking into each other’s eyes. “You’ll be here, it’s literally set in stone.”

“Is it, though? What if I’m here to see what I’m going to be missing out on? I’ll never look like you, I’ll never have Phil, I’ll never–mmph!” His younger-self was interrupted by Dan kissing him. He didn’t know why he did it, he didn’t know if it would help anything, but the small boy in his hands sunk into Dan, letting out a small breathy whine.

“You’re so much more, Dan. Fuck, I didnt know I was this pliant, it’s hot.” Dan mumbled against the younger’s lips. He didn’t think he’d ever be able to do this; at least once in their lives, everyone thinks about kissing themselves.

It’s weird, but in a good way. He’s still so soft, the younger’s body, though skinny, was still rounded and smooth. Of course now, Dan had way more curves and had grown so much taller than his (about) eighteen-year-old self. Dan groaned when the younger opened his mouth into the kiss, Dan swallowing his breath and licking into the boy’s mouth and caressing his tongue with his own.

Dan’s younger-self crawled into his lap and they kissed, and it was good, and then when Dan is maybe more turned on then he should be, Phil comes into the room, coughs, and then puts his hands on his hips when Dan starts sliding his hands up the younger’s shirt.

“Um, Dan?”

Dan opened his eyes, the both of them did, and they looked at Phil surprisedly. The younger-Dan’s fingers were deeply delved into Dan’s curls and Dan’s got a few of his fingers down the back of his younger’s pants and his other hand was up the back of his shirt. It’s all a sight to Phil, having had both of these versions. He laughed, a big, long, maybe a little crazy laugh, and the two Dan’s blush profusely, almost simultaneously.

“What?” They both said, seemingly not bothered by it at all.

“Nothing, nothing, really. I just sorta of, maybe, kinda, hoped this would happen. But it’s no big deal, you two carry on, I’ll be in my room.” Phil said, waving a dismissive hand. Then, “Use a condom,” Phil called down the hallway. “Or not!”

Dan groaned, dropping his head into the younger’s shoulder. “I told you, seriously, Phil is, well, he’s a wonderful guy.”

“And he, doesn’t mind if we…um?” Younger-Dan asked, his cheeks flushed. Dan laughed loudly, his hands pulling the other closer by his hips.

“I mean, it’s basically just doing it by myself, right? Phil wouldn’t care, but only if we add him in later for a little ménage à trois. If you want to, that is. Phil’s a big person on consent.”

“Really lucked out then, huh?” His younger self said, slowly coming closer to Dan.

Dan smirked. “We definitely did.” Dan said, and then he leaned into the younger’s ear. “Big cock, too.” He sat back and watched his younger-self close his eyes and shiver.

“I’m, a bit nervous, actually.” Younger-Dan said, opening his eyes a bit.

“Have you and Phil not–” The younger shook his head quickly.

“We’re still Skype calling, but I’m supposed to meet him soon. I was having a bit of a, I don’t know, body crisis?”

“What d'you mean?” Dan asked, his fingers tapping a out rhythm on the younger’s hips.

“I’m feeling insecure about seeing him. I literally can’t stop freaking out when Phil’s in the room here, I mean you two live together and I… I haven’t even met him yet. He’s really beautiful.” Younger-Dan said, starstruck.

“Ah, I’ve been there. It’s okay, Dan, really, you’re beautiful too. Phil thinks the same about you.”

The younger shook his head again. “No, I look nothing like you do. Phil will think I’m weird, I’m not beautiful.”

Dan looked into his own brown eyes. They were a bit dull, there was no gold flecks and there was small bags underneath them. “You’re insanely gorgeous.” He said to himself. He didn’t think he was being narcissistic, he was just building himself up. He remembered how insecure he was, he remembered the way no one told him he was pretty or attractive or meaningful until Phil. Maybe his life would’ve been better if he had loved himself before Phil came along and helped him learn to bring himself up and not down.

Dan would teach himself how to be confident, to see that he’s beautiful now, and he’ll be beautiful later and that, no matter what, Dan was beautiful all the time. Dan leaned in slowly to kiss himself, he was small and his hair was long and straight, he was short and skinny, and for some reason Dan realized what complete opposites they were.

“Let’s go to the bed.” He whispered against his younger-self’s lips, who nodded shyly, and got off of Dan’s lap; poorly hiding the fact that he was hard in his extra tight jeans.

Dan lead them to his room, walking past Phil’s, and he tried to ignore the smirk Phil had shot his way. Who cared if he wanted to fuck himself? It was for a good reason! Plus, Dan was a mega twink before he acquired confidence. He wanted to see what all the rave was about.

“And you’re sure Phil won’t be mad? I mean like it’s basically cheating and stuff and I’d rather stay with Phil for as long as I can–oh.” Dan had crowded his younger-self against his closed bedroom door with a smirk.

“Yeah, he’s extra okay with it, aren’t ya, Phil!” He called out. There was a loud bang heard and then Phil was grumbling.

“Oh my God, Phil’s a fucking nerd!” His younger-self said, giggling. Dan admired his young face looking so happy. Phil always seemed to do that.

After the Dans calmed down, Dan put his arms up right beside the younger’s head. He licked his lips and watched as the other’s eyes widened the tiniest bit, and then they blew wide as Dan dropped to his knees in front of him.

“That’s—fuck.” Dan was already unbuttoning the younger’s jeans, digging his fingers into the the top of the fabric and pulling them down slowly, taking his boxers with. “Dan.”

Dan shot his eyes up, looking into younger-Dan’s eyes. “Are you okay, we don’t have to do this, like I’m not about to force you or anything, that’d be traumatic.”

“No, it’s just, I’m–just not really attractive when I’m naked. I know you’re basically me, but it’s still uncomfortable.”

“Just wait until your dick’s in my mouth, you’ll be thinking something completely different.” Dan said, continuing to take the pants off. He tried not to feel offended that someone was calling his body unattractive, he had to remember it was himself just feeling insecure. Fuck, Dan’s gonna need a drink after this fiasco, his mind was fried.

Once his pants were off, Dan ran his hands up the younger’s thighs, stopping at his hips. When he dug his thumbs into the bones there, he watched the cock in front of his face twitch and smirked, he knew his body more than anyone, he could make this fantastic for his younger-self.

He watched the boy keep his hands by his sides, not knowing what to do, so Dan said: “Pull my hair when I suck you, you know I love that shit.” and he took a hand to wrap it around younger-Dan’s cock and licked the tip, smiling when he wrapped his hands in Dan’s hair immediately, letting out a soft moan. “That’s it, Dan.”

“Fuck this is messing with my head so much, mmmh.” Younger-Dan threw his head back against the door, Dan put his cock in his mouth and sucked and licked all around him, not caring about teasing, he was sucking his own dick! He wasn’t about to tease himself, he wanted to make this Dan cum his brains out.

Dan slid his head onto the younger’s cock more and more, holding his hips back with firm hands. He then brought his lips all the way to the base, his nose rested in a very small patch of hair, and he swallowed.

“Fuck!” He shouted, the younger’s hand softly pushing Dan’s hair back profusely, the other wrapped tightly around the back of Dan’s neck. “Did Phil teach you this?” His younger self said hotly, breathlessly.

Dan shuddered, they way his younger-self said those words shot straight down to his (very) hard dick. He sucked some more on his cock and as he pulled off, tongued the slit and tasted precum as the the other moaned aloud.

“Phil’s taught me so, so much.” He breathed as he stood up, kissing the younger hard and rough, nipping at his lips when he pulled away. “Fuck, I–you look good like this.” He looked at his pink cheeks and his now red-kissed and bitten lips. He looked down at the bare, wet cock between them and felt his own cock pulse in it’s confines. He grabbed the younger’s hand and slowly walked backward to the bed, staring straight into his eyes. When the bed hit the back of his legs, he sat, pulling his younger-self into his lap. “How do you wanna do this?” He purred in the other’s ear.

“I don’t really know. Just wanna cum.” Younger-Dan said, all wide-eyed and open mouthed, skin flushed. Dan thought back to every single time he had said that to Phil and he blushed himself. “Sorry, too forward?”

“No, seriously ask for anything, I’m here to fulfill my own fantasies.”

“Um, is it bigger?” The younger asked shyly.

“Is what bigger?”

Younger-Dan leaned his head onto Dan’s shoulder in exasperation. “You’re literally an idiot.”

“Well I do– oh. You mean my dick.” Dan threw his head back and laughed. “I am an idiot.”


“Yeah, yeah, just a bit in length but a lot in girth.” Dan said, the topic not bothering him at all, but his younger-self seemed like he was about to explode.


There was a pause and then Dan laughed again.

“This doesn’t have to be awkward, if you wanna get fucked then just say so.” Dan told himself. From Phil’s room, a loud laugh echoed around the house. “Oh, fuck off, Phil, you were worst when you wanted to be fucked!”

“You actually topped him?”

“Yeah, we switch every now and again. He loves being eaten out.” Dan answered, and if Phil were still listening he knew he’d have a serious blush on his pale cheeks. “So, if you want my cock, just say so.”

“I want your cock.”

Dan blushed. “Yeah, ahem, okay.” He cleared his threat and then became serious, pulling the younger closer to him so he could whisper in his ear. “But you have to ride me.” He purred. He needed to be able to get his confidence up and if Dan remembers correctly, when he rode Phil for the first time, he had lost control and let loose, figuring out that he loved to ride Phil, very much.

Younger-Dan nodded hesitantly, playing with the end of Dan’s shirt. “Get undressed now, yeah?” He asked, and Dan nodded. The younger took off Dan’s shirt, the first show of confidence, and Dan smiled at him encouragingly.

“Get the lube from that drawer right there, okay?” Dan asked, gesturing to the right. The other got up, pulling his shirt down to try and cover his bare bottom. He grabbed the lube and shyly spread his legs to get back on Dan’s lap.

“God, I can’t believe I’m literally going to fuck myself.”

Dan laughed, taking the lube and putting it on three of his fingers. “I’ll make it good, but tell me if something feels wrong and we’ll change it or stop, okay, just say stop or punch me in the face.” The younger nodded and braced himself as Dan moved his hands behind the smaller boy, going to his arse. “You’ve fingered yourself plenty of times by now, you know how it goes.” He comforted after noting the way his younger-self had tensed up. “Just relax.”

He felt the younger sink into him and he rubbed at his entrance, hearing a soft mewl, and then pressed into him with one finger.

“That’s good, yeah, more.”

Dan added another finger and rubbed slowly against the younger’s walls. Dan knew he had cum many times just from fingering himself; he liked to think he was a pro. When he pressed into younger-Dan with his third finger, he went straight for his prostate, rubbing and pressing and watching the boy–himself–squirm above him. Dan pressed in harder and faster into that magic spot, feeling his thighs tense with the growing heat between them.

“You like that, don’t you? You looks so good, Dan. Taking my fingers so well. But you do this all the time don’t you? You think about Phil doing this to you, huh? He’s right in the other room, Dan, listening to you, to us. He wants us–you so bad. I could see it in his eyes. You’re so damn hot, right now. Take my fingers, yeah, just like that.” Dan said huskily into the boy’s ear. He felt him clenching around his fingers and Dan pressed into him faster, feeling his younger-self sink back onto his fingers greedily.

“I’m gonna cum! Stop!” Dan withdrew his fingers faster than the younger could finish his sentence. He collapsed into Dan his arms going around his neck and legs spreading wider over him. “Wanna ride you now, want Phil to watch.” He said, catching his breath.

Dan smirked. He knew this was a good idea to give the younger some confidence. Dan took the boy’s shirt off, leaving him looking naked and flushed on Dan’s lap, a wonderful sight to behold.

“You have to ask him, Dan.” He said to the already-wrecked boy in his lap. He felt him tense and then relax.

“He thinks I’m pretty, right?” The boy asked.


Younger-Dan stood up abruptly, walked to the door, opened it, and then walked to Phil’s door, all completely naked. He looked back at Dan and then put on a serious face. He knocked once, the door swung open, and then younger-Dan was leaning onto his toes to pull Phil into an enticing kiss.

Dan was blown away. He watched Phil grab onto this younger version of himself desperately, and instead of feeling jealous or wishing he was younger, well, Dan only felt his cock stand to attention. This would be fun, he thought.

Younger-Dan grabbed Phil’s hand and brought him into the room. His cheeks were pink and he was looking anywhere but at Dan. Phil was just smirking like his life depended on it, eyeing up the completely naked Dan and then the one that was on the bed, shirtless and hard.

“Well, what are the rules.” Phil asks, hand still being held by the younger-Dan. He couldn’t help but let a fond smile cover his face at the small boy and the nostalgia.

“For you, well, no touching.” Dan said, smirking as Phil’s face fell into a frown. “And for you, you’re not allowed to be shy. Look at me.” Dan got up walking over to the boy who wouldn’t meet his eyes. “You can kiss Phil all you want. You can touch him, but he can’t touch you. Go ahead, get him fired up.” Dan gestured to Phil.

The younger looked at Dan to see if he was telling the truth. When he found nothing, he looked to Phil who gulped. He stood in front of Phil, hesitantly putting a hand behind the other’s neck, and pulling him into a gentle kiss.

“God, this is torture.” Phil mumbled, his hands having trouble staying by his side.

“Can I make him touch me?” Younger-Dan asked the older.

“You can do what you want, he’d love it. We’re in charge of him, I’m in charge of you.” Dan explained, watching the blush erupt on both the younger-Dan and Phil’s face.

The younger took Phil’s hand and stepped closer to him. “Will you finger me?” He asked, looking into Phil’s bright blue eyes. Phil nodded, his hand squeezing younger-Dan’s ass (which Dan rolled his eyes at) and then entering a finger into the boy’s already stretched hole.

“Fuck.” Phil groaned, skipping two and pushing three fingers completely into younger-Dan. “Dan’s already got you nice and ready for his cock, huh? You’ll love it, feels so good everywhere. In your mouth, your hand, here.” He said, pushing into the boy’s hole over and over again.

Younger-Dan was losing it. His hands were firmly clasped around Phil’s biceps, eyes closed tight, legs wobbly from the wonderful sensations running through his veins. Dan was roughly palming at his bulge, watching Phil touch his virgin-self again. Dan knew Phil wanted to be his first but, what could Dan say? He wanted his younger-self riding his cock.

“I’m gonna cum.” Younger-Dan whispered into Phil’s ear, they were pressed too tightly together. Phil was watching Dan watch them while massaging his cock through his jeans. He wanted to make this younger-Dan cum, but he knew Dan wouldn’t like that. So, Phil pulled his fingers out, feeling the whine that the younger-Dan had released go straight to his cock.

“He’s ready for you, Dan.” Phil said, placing a lingering kiss onto the younger’s lips, and then stepping to Dan. “Permission to touch, sir?” He said, smirking.

Dan smiled and pulled Phil into a long kiss, pressing his body to Phil’s, so Phil could feel how worked up he was. “So hot watching you touch him like that, couldn’t take my eyes away from your fingers disappearing into that tight hole.” Dan teased. Phil groaned.

“Don’t remind me, almost let him cum.” He said. “You’ve always had that affect on me, I always let you cum, huh?”

Dan laughed. “I have my ways.” Dan looked to the boy leaning against the door, trying to catch his breath. “Ready?” The boy nodded eagerly, stepping to Dan and pulling him into a deep kiss. Phil watched on, thanking the heavens for whatever was even happeneing. This was wank material for life, he thought. Dan started to unbutton his pants while the younger kissed him. He pulled away real quick and looked at Phil. “Chair, sit, you’re cumming from your hand tonight.”

“Honestly, I think I’d be able to cum from a cactus touching my dick if I were watching you ride yourself.” Phil admitted, his voice genuine. Dan shook his head.

“See what I mean, he’s a a total nerd.” Younger-Dan whispered.
“Good with his fingers, though.”

“He is, I’ll give him that.” Dan said.

Phil sat in the chair, watching on with interested eyes. Dan finished taking off his jeans and boxers, pulling younger-Dan to the bed with him. He placed himself in the middle and the younger placed himself on Dan’s thighs, looking at his cock with rapt fascination.

“It is thicker.” The younger-Dan said. Dan nodded, touching himself slowly, giving Phil and his younger-self a small show as he teased himself.

“You good? Do you feel you’re stretched enough?” Dan asked his younger-self, who nodded, crawling up Dan’s body, and hovering over Dan’s cock, his hands firmly on Dan’s chest. “Ready when you are.” Dan said, settling his hands on the boy’s waist.

Younger-Dan reached a hand to grab at Dan’s cock, lining it up with his hole. He felt Dan’s tip touch his rim and he breathed out a long sigh, before sinking down slowly onto Dan’s cock.

All three people in the room moaned aloud, Dan being the loudest. He’d never fucked a virgin before, and here he was, fucking his virgin-self. When the younger sunk all the way down and was sitting in Dan’s lap with his cock completely inside him, Dan felt his breath leave his lungs. He threw his head back; the tightness was unimaginable. The feeling making his toes curl and his fingers dig into the skin on the younger’s hips, on his hips. He couldn’t forget that, he was fucking himself, his younger-self, and it was so, so good.

“Fuck, this is–this feels so strange.” Younger-Dan murmured, his own head thrown back as his fingers stretched to stay in contact with Dan’s chest. “Never had a cock before.” He babbled. “Love it so much.”

“Yeah? You like that?” Dan lifted the younger up and then let him fall back down on his cock. “Look so pretty taking cock, made to take cock, weren’t you?” Dan praised himself, building the younger’s confidence. Dan watched as he got more into it, saw when the boy let everything go, looking into Dan eyes as he grinded his arse down on Dan’s cock, making it pulse and leak precum into the younger-boy. “That’s it, Dan, take it. Take your pleasure, it’s yours.”

He bucked up into the boy when he came down and they both moaned loudly. Younger-Dan lifted his arse and brought it down repeatedly, harshly onto Dan’s cock. He felt the hot throb of his older-self inside him, felt the hot, intense gaze Phil had on his body, on Dan’s, he felt the insistent prod of Dan’s cock on his prostate and mewled and keened so loudly, riding his older-self’s cock good and strong.

“Make me cum.” Dan whispered to his younger-self. “C'mon, Dan, make me cum, want me to cum in you, show you how good you look, how good you are, fuck!” Dan brought the younger’s head down for a kiss, moaning when he bit Dan’s lip. “That’s it, faster.”

Dan thruster up into the younger when he came down, and he bounced on Dan’s cock, legs pushing him up and then giving up so they’d both connect with a hard pound. Phil watched with his cock out, teeth latched onto his lip. He was hot everywhere, cliamax just out of reach.

“Ah, ah, ah, ah, I’m–I’m cumming, I’m cumming, harder, oh, harder.” Younger-Dan whined, his body moving quickly atop Dan’s, trying to make himself cum, and when he did he gasped, breathless, body still, but he stayed pressed flushed to Dan and grinded and squirmed until Dan was cumming into him, his cum hot and heavy against younger-Dan’s insides. “Oh, fuck.” He cried, his cock, untouched, pulsed against his stomach and his cum splattered on him and on Dan, Dan’s cum making him feel like he was so much more full than he was before. Beside them, Phil was reaching his own orgasm, his cum spilling over into his hands.

The room was hot, cloaked in the smell of sweat and good, satisfying sex. Dan laid still, hands by his head, younger-Dan still on his cock, which he didn’t mind. He breathed in, nice and slow, and then leaned up to kiss his younger-self softly on the lips.

“You did so good. You were so confident and it was hot.” He said, breath still labored. “Wish I could fuck myself all the time, damn.” He fell back onto the bed, the action making him move inside his younger-self and they both groaned at the sensitivity. “Alright, pull off slowly, don’t hurt yourself.” Dan directed, holding onto the other’s hips. Once he was off, he fell beside Dan in exhaustion.

“Is it always like that?” The younger asked.

“Maybe not so erotic, but yeah, basically. Just wait until 2012, lots of good angry-sex.” Dan said, eyes closing.

“Hey, don’t tell him that.” Phil said, all cleaned up. “I think the best sex we ever had was our first time.” He got in bed beside Dan hugging him from behind.

“Yeah, I suppose for like the meaning and stuff. But I’d say our best ever sex was when you came home after two weeks in Florida and we fucked for three hours.”

“Ah, good memories.”

“I can’t wait for this.” Younger-Dan smiled sleepily, his eyes closed, but his ears open and he listened to all the good times Dan and Phil had had. He couldn’t wait to get home and meet his Phil for the very first time. He felt ready this time. Confident.

The Art of Bad Friends and Good Redemptions

Summary: Dan had never wanted to move away from home - no twelve year old did. But things look less bad when he makes a friend in the forest. And then they look way bad when this friend turns out to be a vampire.

Word Count: 6.4k

uhh i had like 6k of this written since halloween and just had to write the ending? talk about lazy assholes am i right

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The Way I See You

Genre: Oneshot. Fluff, getting together, friends to lovers, reality

Summary: Fiction. Dan’s shocked when he realises that Phil’s self-conscious about the way he looks. Apparently Phil doesn’t know that he isn’t allowed to be sad when Dan’s around. So Dan takes it upon himself to fix the situation - by complimenting something about Phil’s appearance every day. Trouble is, Dan isn’t very good at hiding his teensy tiny crush on Phil. (Originally written for the phanfic exchange from a prompt from comeonitsphan)

Warnings: Some swearing

Word Count: 11k

A/N: This is the fic I wrote for the phanfic exchange quite a while ago ^_^ It was a really fun experience! I wrote this before the tour happened, so the radio show was still going on. Enjoy the getting together phan schmoop <3

Edited by the lovely OvereducatedAndOverworked, thank you so much for doing this on such short notice! <3

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“I can’t believe you actually said that!”

Dan’s voice was indignant as they crashed through the door into their apartment. He shook his head, a fond smile playing at his lips as he turned to regard his best friend, close behind him as they made for the kitchen.

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Sexy times in the bathroom.

Hello, Love bugs! 

Dan x Reader

Warnings - Smut. 

I asked you guys if a fic about yourself and Dan attempting to have sex in the shower but it turns out to be a fail would be something you would want to read. It was an overwelling yes so you know. I wrote it. Enjoy!

“I’m going to jump into the shower!” You had yelled to Dan to make sure he knew you hadn’t been kidnapped or anything. You didn’t hear a response but that could just be from his lack of response. You pulled your head back into the room as you unwrapped the towel from your body. The water had been running for a little bit so it was the perfect temperature. You normally would go head first and let the water wash completely over your head down to your toes. It was freezing in London and the fresh soft snow that flew through the sky didn’t help your temperature. Just as you were about to put the shampoo in your hair you heard a knock at the door.

“Who is it? Also, what’s the password?” You couldn’t help but ask in a sing-song voice.

“It’s me. Danisnotonfire. The password is probably something about branding. Can I come in? ” you laughed a little before telling him that he could come in. It was always weird for Dan to see you in the shower. It’s not like he hadn’t seen you naked before. Dan had in fact been one of the few people who had seen you in such a way. It just seemed to be a place for you to think and let go. You turned to see Dan standing near the shower eyeing you up.

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anonymous asked:

could you do like car sex (not like full blown sex tho) with other ppl in the car while dnp are doing it?

nice (also, i don’t really know who they’re closest with, friend wise, so i just used youtubers who’ve i seen collabs with oops)

- this thing, it’s a thing of theirs and neither of them are really sure how it started, or when it started for that matter, it has just been a thing for awhile now. dan thinks it’s probably think’s fault, because his boyfriend loves to torture him and dan’s is completely in love with him for it. but it’s maddening, the way phil touches him, though not in a bad way. just a frustrating way, because it’s exciting but at the same time dan loses a bit of his mind as he tries to keep quiet as not to be caught.

- so it’s not really completely fair what phil does now, fingers skating over the inside of his thigh, pressing over the bruises left behind from the nights before. phil’s hand tucked underneath the thick wool blanket that covers their laps because the heater in the car they’re in went to shit a few months back, right before the cold weather hit them. they’re headed towards somebody’s cabin, where it’s even colder, with louise driving and pj sat in the passenger seat beside her.

- phil bites around his grin as he watches dan from the corner of his eye, lip trapped between his teeth and his skin already starting to flush, though it is impossible to see in the dark of the car. phil just knows by the way dan fidgets beside him, twitching against the seat and rubbing his palms against his jaw the way he does when he gets a bit nervous. louise and pj are singing loudly in front of them, music blasting as they wind through the wooded back roads because dan sweared it was the best way to the cabin, though phil would say it is the most dangerous, especially with louise driving.

- pour some sugar on me, louise belts out, fists moving like she’s playing the drums and pj cackles loudly, filling the car with the sound of his shrill laugh. ooh in the name of love, pj joins in, his words full of laughter and he is horribly off pitch. phil tucks his chin against dan’s shoulder, moving his hand, grazing the side of it between dan’s legs over where he can feel his prick under the thin material. dan hooks an arm over his shoulders, dragging him closer to his side though the seat belt keeps him from moving too close. what are you up to?”

- just touching, phil murmurs under the loud ‘hey’ louise and pj belt out in unison. something wrong with that?, dan narrows his eyes, brows furrowing together but his legs spread some, allowing phil more room to get a proper hand around him. phil doesn’t know if it is purposeful, but arousal twists down his spine. he adds pressure to his palm, gently rubbing dan through his sweatpants until he feels him twitch against his hand. it doesn’t take much to get dan hard, especially like this, with the chance of being caught. he gets off on it.

- phil, dan whispers, voice high with arousal and phil bites hard on his bottom lip not to moan in response. he loves when dan’s voice get’s like that, loves that he can get that much of a reaction. shh, phil hums, pressing his lips to dan’s ear. the sound dan makes is quiet, just a shattered breath whispering past his lips and phil grins before he rubs his palm up dan’s length, dragging the material against his prick and hoping it is enough friction to shoot arousal through dan.  

- louise says something, but phil loses focus as he scratches his fingers under the brim of dan’s sweatpants, tickling against his briefs before he slips his fingers under those too and feels the coarse hair underneath. dan spreads his legs more, hand coming underneath the blanket and sliding underneath his joggers to hold them up like he doesn’t want them to get into phil’s way, like he’s eager for phil to get a hand around him while they are only about two feet away from their mates.

- phil takes his time, naturally, running his fingers over dan’s skin, dragging his nails through the coarse hair around the base of his cock. it makes dan squirm more, his lips pushing out into a pout like he is put off by phil’s teasing even though phil knows he loves it.

- he’s wet when phil finally touches him where he wants, the tip of his cock soaking against his briefs and dribbling precum against his navel. phil rolls his palm around the top of the head before dragging the foreskin down, watching the way dan’s teeth catch on his bottom lip roughly. he can see the fast rise and fall of dan’s chest, can feel the tension in his body as he slowly works his hand over him, enjoying the feel of dan against his palm. he is careful not to move too fast, but rather stay at that slow pace.

- are we almost there? pj asks, cutting off louise’s off pitch singing. she takes a sharp turn that makes phil press closer into dan’s side and phil grins, tightening his grip some before he leans closer to him to press an opened mouth kiss to the corner of dan’s mouth. phil wishes they were almost there too, because as much as he likes to tease dan, his cock prick plumps underneath his briefs and he desperately wants to feel dan’s hand around him too. 

- you’re the one with the gps, shouldn’t you know, louise reminds him with a laugh. dan’s eyes flutter shut, his face contorting in pleasure as phil twists his wrist and slicks his length with precum. his legs close some, like a reflex and he can feel the muscles of the inside of his thighs flex where they tighten against his fist. phil is thankful it is dark, though he wants to see the way the crease between dan’s thick brow deepens and the way his lips pout out as he tries to keep in the sound rumbling in his throat.

- dan practically trembles against him, his arm tightening around phil’s shoulders and fingers flexing against phil’s chest like he needs something to grip onto. his hips roll up towards phil’s fist, barely moving but it is enough that phil notices and he moves his hand faster, knowing that is a tell tale sign that dan is close. dan drags phil closer suddenly, lips pressing against the side of his head, hiding behind his face from the other two as he muffles out a quiet moan against his cheekbone. his hips jerk, cock pulsing against phil’s palm before he feels something wet slip down his fingers, coating his hand and making a mess of dan’s clothes.

- dan lets out a shaky breath as phil milks out his orgasm, pulling his hand away when he feels dan soften against his palm. he’s a mess, really, and phil wrinkles his nose fondly, pressing it against dan’s cheek before he angles his head to kiss dan properly, lips slotting against his and dan doesn’t hesitate to coax phil’s open with an eager tongue.

- phil drags his cum coated hand under dan’s pants, wiping it off as best as he can underneath them before he pulls his hand completely away and settles his hand above the blanket, making a mental note to throw this one into the dirty laundry when they get to the cabin as he kisses dan back, licking into dan’s mouth like he wants.

- phil snickers, his heart pounding in his chest at the thought of being caught and dan lets out a breathless, overwhelmed laugh, not letting go of the hold he has on phil. nothing could get phil to pull away, and he is pretty sure dan knows that, but he isn’t going to remind him because the warmth that fills him the closer he gets to dan, the love and adoration that fill him.

The Demon Fic

Alright @danielhowell. You said you were down. I’m just “giving the people what they want.” So, here it is. Below the cut. You. Chained to a demon. By a nose ring. While naked. Enjoy. 

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anonymous asked:

prompt: jelous phil about the anthony and dans video please i need it

Hope this satisfied your need! It turned out a bit longer than I was anticipating but thanks so much for the prompt!

Phil had never thought of himself as a violent person let alone anyone else, including his fans or other youtubers. Phil didn’t think Dan had even technically seen him all that angry. It rarely happened. And when it did it was usually for righteous, just reasons. Such as an abused animal or mistreated person.

That’s why as Phil sat at his desk watching the video Anthony had recently released in which Dan played a big part in, he desperately tried to push away these unfair feelings of jealousy, anger, and quite honestly…burning hatred. It was only natural right? Dan was his friend, his flatmate, his video partner. Dan rarely made videos with other people because he just didn’t care. He wasn’t a people person. So up until now, Phil had never really had to face exactly how possessive and jealous he really got. 

He tried to reason with himself. Why was he jealous? It was one video. It didn’t mean Dan was going to move out and never seen him again! But…Phil thought as he replayed the video for a third time, Dan had done a really good job in this video. He was really into it. He’d put everything he’d had into this video with Anthony. That’s what was doing it, Phil realized. Dan and Phil had gotten so used to filming with each other that everything came naturally to them. The banter, the comedy, things their fans would enjoy. They knew all of that and so filming together was just easy. Dan didn’t try that hard in the videos he made with Phil. Had their relationship really become so easy that Dan didn’t even try to impress him anymore? It wasn’t that long ago it seemed that Dan did absolutely everything to get Phil’s attention. Why had things changed? Was Phil doing something wrong? 

Phil leaned back in his desk chair, pausing the video and frowning at Anthony’s frozen face on the screen. He sighed, his anger replaced with a sudden twinge of sadness and fear. It wasn’t as if he could confront Dan about this. It would sound ridiculous and petty. And perhaps Dan would think Phil was jealous for other reasons… 

If someone asked, which many often did, he would describe him and Dan’s relation as a close friendship. There was no doubt in that. But the years they’d spent together side by side had brought them in a sense, closer than friends. Their had been those few drunk nights where the two had messed around a little. But they’d always woken up and ignored it. In fact, Phil wondered if Dan even remembered any of those nights.

So then, his jealousy was stemming from even more than he’d thought. Unspoken feelings it seemed. 


Dan jumped as his door creaked open. He clicked open a tab before spinning around, his heart pounding. 

Dan furrowed his eye brows and smiled amusingly. “What are you doing?”

“Nothing.” Phil said stupidly.

Dan glanced at the screen over his shoulder and nodded. “Right. Staring at the Google home page is certainly a blast isn’t it?”

Phil opened his mouth to speak but Dan strode over to him and had the mouse in his hands before Phil could stop him. “Hey!”

“You’re a horrible liar Phil, I know you better than that. If you’re watching porn maybe I want to know if it’s any good.” 

“No, it’s not-” Phil started.

“What the fuck? It’s just Anthony’s video?” Dan scoffed. “Why would you be hiding this from me?” Dan stepped back and raised a brow at his friend, clearly confused and amused. 

“I told you it was nothing.” Phil insisted, trying to stop himself from stuttering and turning red. 

“Aww, were you admiring Anthony’s beautiful face? It is quite nice, isn’t it.”

“You’re only saying that because people think you look like alike.” Phil rolled his eyes, trying to act normal. 

“Duh.” Dan pushed playfully at Phil’s chair, spinning it around and stopping it once it turned completely. When Phil didn’t say anything Dan cocked his head. “Wait…do you really like him? Cause Phil, we to along really well. I bet I could talk to him for you or something.”

Phil’s heart flipped at the words. His skin heated and he felt the jealous boiling back up. “No!” Phil jumped up from his seat and paced to the other side of his bed.

“I don’t mind, really. He actually seems like your type. I think it would be really cute. I mean, you guys would have to keep  it under wraps for a while, with the fans and everything but-”

“Dan! Stop!”

Dan shushed instantly, his eyes widened a little with Phil’s seriousness. 

“It’s you Dan, I’m…you…in the video..I just…AH!” He growled through his teeth and pulled at his hair.

“Whoa, whoa, calm down. What are you going on about?”

“Dan, when did you stop trying?” Phil couldn’t get the right words out. In fact, he knew he shouldn’t be letting any words out at all but his boiling blood was making him say these things without thinking. 

“Stop trying?” Dan stepped away, taken aback by the insult. “Did I really do that bad in the video?” There was a pained look on Dan’s face and Phil immediately felt horrible. He knew how insecure Dan was about his video content, let alone what he did with other youtubers. 

“No, God, no that’s not what I meant. The video was amazing. But that’s just it Dan…you tried so hard to impress Anthony and I just…” His voice lowered and he avoided his friends eyes, “When did you stop trying to impress me?”

It was quiet for a long time. Long enough for Phil to swallow and risk a glance up. Catching site of Dan’s shocked expression though made him look away again quickly. 

“Phil…Oh my God. When did you start thinking that I’m not trying to impress you?”

Phil looked up at that, furrowing his brows. “What?”

Dan let out a sharp laugh and stepped towards his friend, sitting on the edge of the bed and looking up at him. “Every time I make a video I’m trying to impress you. That’s why I ask for you to watch it first. That’s why I always ask for your help if I can’t figure something out in the program.”

Phil shook his head, the words not quite computing. “But that’s just because you want to make sure your fans will like it and so that other youtubers are impressed. And I went to college for some of that stuff, that’s why you ask for me help.”

“Sit down.” Dan demanded, sounding angry but it was only because he couldn’t believe what he was hearing. Phil sat gingerly at the bed beside him, looking at him hesitantly. Dan looked directly into his eyes. This was obviously extremely important to Phil, and Phil had actually no clue as to all Dan did to make him proud. “I ask for your help because I want your approval. I want you to be proud of me. I may not cower anymore when I look at ‘AmazingPhil’ but that’s not because I’m not trying to impress you. It’s because I know you wouldn’t want me to worship you like I used to. How weird would that be if I still gawked every time you spoke?” Dan laughed.

Phil gave a small smile, looking away. “Well…fanboy fetus Dan was pretty cute though.” Dan punched him in the arm. “Ow!”

“Do you understand that though? Sure, in Anthony’s video I put more into it maybe that I do say, our gaming videos but you know how I am when it comes to how people view me. I’m terrified that he won’t let me make another video with him if I mess up to many times, or that it’ll be awkward next time I see him at a youtube event.”

“Anthony’s not like that.” Phil assured.

“Maybe not but he’s still not you.”

“Not me?” 

“Yeah. I could mess up a thousand times in a video for your channel and you wouldn’t care. We would still have a blast, you would still invite me into another video, you’d still treat me like a good person and drink Ribena with me in the corner at a social event. You like me for me and I never have to worry about that.”

Everything inside Phil melted at the comforting words. He could see the genuineness of them in Dan’s eyes and in the relaxed way he held himself. “Okay, I believe you.”

“You better you son of a bitch.” Dan snorted. “How many times have you watched that video?” He gestured toward the screen. “Were you really that jealous of how I acted in Anthony’s video?”

“Well…yeah.” Phil said defeated, his shoulders sagging. “I know it was stupid. I tried to talk myself out of it but I just kept thinking about how you used to be in our early videos.”

“Do you mean how we used to sometimes do this?”

Phil looked up just in time for his eyes to widen as Dan closed the space between them, grabbing the sides of face and connecting their lips together in a deep, hurried kiss. Dan pulled away quickly enough. A warmth started from his toes and burned to the tips of his ears. Dan was grinning mischievously at him.

“W-what was…” Phil swallowed anxiously. 

“I think it’s been too long since we did stuff like that.”

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Pastel Edits in Real Life! |drabble|

Just a baby Drabble (not a oneshot) for y'all because omg ily guys sm and ugh thanks for everything. happy v-day!!

 Summary: the aftermath of the pastel edits video on Phils channel!!!! TOOTH ROTTING FLUFF !!!! —— 

      “Oh my god.”

Phil stuffed his blue wig into the bag and glanced up at Dan who was looking at himself in the camera. He laughed at his boyfriend who looked shocked to see himself actually.

“You don’t like the gray hair?”

“I look like a fucking old man.” Dan whipped the wig off his head and flung it at Phil.

Phil grabbed the wig and put it in the bag. He sighed and scooted closer to Dan. He gently reached over and touched at Dans hair softly. It wasn’t like he did in the video where he poked at it. No this was more intimate and it left the tips of Dans ears pink.

“I like your hair like this.”

Dan who was a master at using shitty humour to get out of anything stumbled out, “What? A gigantic curly blob?” Phil smiled and ran his fingers gently through his boyfriends curly brown locks.

“It’s a gorgeous gigantic curly blob and yes I love it.” Phil pulled back his hand and instead leaned in to kiss Dans cheek.

Dan leaned in for the kiss but pulled back and said in his typical Dan manner, “This videos made you a even soft, sappy mess then you already are and I will not support it.” Phil rolled his eyes and shrugged. He moved away and was about to start cleaning up again but he felt a hand on his leg.

Phil turned back to Dan who glanced away as soon as he did. However Phil caught the way his eyes flickered back to him. He sighed and he leaned over and pressed his lips against Dans cheek which warmed under his touch.

“And I’m the softie.”

Dan threw one of the flowercrowns at him before getting up and cleaning off his tattoos. He was gross and sticky and ugh he really wanted to lay on the sofa right now. He came back with no tattoos and took notice of how Phils “room” was back to its normal AmazingPhil setting.

For some reason he missed the pink sheets.

“You’re still wearing your outfit from the video.”

Dan glanced down at his clothes and noticed that he was in fact in the dungarees and baby pink jumper. Phil who put the wigs and flowercrowns in the box at the end of his bed walked over to his dresser. Dan hummed and walked over to the mirror.

“I oddly like it.” Dan admitted after staring at himself for a bit.

“What? Really?” Phil asked in surprise as he came up behind his boyfriend and stared at him through the mirror. Dan nodded and touched at the dungarees straps.

“The jumper is fucking soft as hell and the dungarees make me feel like I’m not even wearing trousers.” Dan said in amazement. He spun around and faced Phil who was grinning.

“Why you smiling like you belong in a mental asylum?”

Phil reached and grasped Dans straps. He grinned even wider and dramatically whooped, “I’ve completed my life goal.” Dan lifted a brow and let Phil tug him closer.

“You wearing something that isn’t white, black, or gray and liking it! And I have you admitting it off camera so no way your ass is saying it for the viewers.”

Dans jaw dropped and he scoffed, “You’re pathetic.”

Phil smiled smugly and tugged Dan closer one last time. Their bodies came flush with each other and Dan slid his hands around the older mans waist. He placed them on the lower part of Phils back.

“You’re going to be wearing all sorts of pastel colours in no time! Baby a soft purple? Maybe I can order a baby blue jumper? What about a soft yellow?”

Dan mumbled fuck you before pressing their lips together.


Dan pulled back from the kiss and sighed, “Yes, Phil?”

Phil let go of the dungaree straps and placed his hands on the boys shoulders, he lightly dug his fingers in. “The outfit suits you and you look amazing in it so I’m glad you like it.” Dan felt his ears tint again and he forced himself to roll his eyes and pull out of the embrace. Instead he grabbed Phils hand.

“Let’s go watch some fucking weird anime and order pizza before you give me a toothache, you spoon.”

YouTube Rewind Blows

| Request: “Hi! I love your fanfics and I’d like to request a smut (no daddy kink pls): Dan looks so hot in his youtube rewind outfit and I thought you could maybe write something where they are filming yt rewind and y/n sees Dan in his outfit and thinks it’s kinda sexy so she decides to give him a blowjob (sorry if that’s weird)” |

| Warnings: Smut, blowjobs. |


“Cut!” The director yelled as Dan and Phil hopped off their bikes.

They were on set for YouTube Rewind, and Dan and Phil were representing one of the biggest things of 2016, Stranger Things.

And while she had to admit, the clothes they put Dan in were awful, he managed to make them look hot, especially on that damned bike.

“Hey handsome.” She said, walking up and pecking his cheek.

Dan chucked, pulling [Y/N] against him and swaying her in his arms. “Hello lovely.”

[Y/N] loved when Dan held her, it was usually so romantic and sweet, but she was too hot and bothered at the moment.

“You did great out there.” She mumbled against his orange vest.

Dan thanked her, running his fingers through her [H/C] hair.

“Maybe-” She started, looking up at him with a smirk. “I should, reward you for how good you were?” Dan raised his brow, curious as to what she was preposing. “Oh?”

She grabbed Dan’s hand, pulling him away from the crowd into one of the empty campers the crew were using for dressing rooms. She locked the door and shoved Dan against it, her fingers tangling in his hair and her lips against his neck.

“Fuck.” He moaned out, his hands sliding down her back and grabbing her ass, gripping it tightly.

[Y/N] sucked on his neck, leaving barely noticeable purple marks all over the sensitive flesh.

Her lips lifted from his neck with a faint “pop” noise, she looked up at him, letting her hands slid down his body as she dropped to her knees in front of him, a pink blush against her cheeks and a smirk on her lips.

She unbuckled Dan’s belt and unbuttoned his pants, sliding them down his slim figure, leaving him in his boxer briefs.

His member was already hard and clearly visible, and she palmed him through his underwear, noticing the precum soaking through, she attached her lips to his clothed cock, teasing him a little more before completely giving him what he wanted.

He tangled his fingers in her hair, tugging on it softly and begging for her mouth.

She slid her mouth away, licking her lips and pulling down his underwear, his rock hard cock springing upward.

As she finally attached her lips to his member, Dan let out a long moan of relief. [Y/N] pumped and sucked him at the same time, the friction making him come undone quickly.

He was sweaty, his chest was rising and falling rapidly, his cock was twitching in her mouth, he was so overwhelmed by pleasure that he couldn’t form a sentence to let her know he was about to cum, he just erupted into her mouth, which she gladly swallowed, licking her pink lips once she was done.

Once he calmed down, she helped him dress. “You’re amazing.” He mumbled, his cheeks still bright red. [Y/N] just smiled, pleasing Dan was one of her favourite things, and this outfit definitely made her want to please him.

Dan spoke up. “We should get back, they’re probably wondering where we are.”

“Danny, as loud as you moaned, I’m sure they know exactly where we are.”

Lie To Make Me Like You


“Phil Lester.” Dan supplied. “He’s my plus one.”

Charlie raised an eyebrow, eyes darting between the two of them suggestively. “Oh? How long have you two been together?”

Dan blanched. “Sorry, we’re not…actually–”

“A little over seven years, isn’t it Dan?” his mum piped up cheerfully. “I remember the first time you stayed over at Phil’s. You still haven’t stopped talking about him.”

“Maybe the next Howell wedding will be yours,” Mae teased, flicking the end of his tie.

Dan shot a look towards Phil, panic rising. Enough awkward socializing had made them fairly fluent in speaking through eye contact and minute gestures, and as their eyes met Phil smiled lightly as if to say ‘I’m okay with it if you are.’ Dan, being the incompetent, horribly introverted idiot he was, latched onto the idea and ran with it.“Yeah,” he said, laughing in a way that he hopes comes off more as fond and less what the fuck did I just get myself into. “Maybe.”

Notes: This was written for alittledizzy as part of Fandom Trumps Hate using the following prompt:

-Someone assuming Dan and Phil are a couple who doesn’t recognize them and Dan and Phil letting them assume that and enjoying being able to act like a couple.

I had a lot of fun writing this and getting to work with you; thank you so much for bidding on my writing and I really hope you enjoy it :))

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    For the most part Dan tried to keep his personal and business lives separate. He wasn’t very close with most of his family, and enough encounters with viewers who didn’t quite grasp the concept of boundaries only served to reinforce this decision. Aside from his immediate family he rarely saw the rest of the Howell Clan, and so it was a bit of a surprise to receive an invitation to his cousin Mae and Charlie’s wedding.

    He vaguely remembered Mae–a precocious eight year old with a habit of pulling his hair, and the smiling woman on the front of the card bore a passing resemblance. To be perfectly honest he’d forgotten she existed; he didn’t think they’d spoken since they were children and he’d never heard of Charlie. His mum had wanted him to go, though, so naturally he’d forced Phil to come and suffer with him. While Phil might have had reservations about taking Dan to the Lester family gatherings, he had no such qualms about taking him to the Howells.

    His parents loved Phil, and even Adrian had a grudging respect for the man. Besides, Phil was better at tying ties, remembering general wedding etiquette, and covering Dan’s social ineptitude so there was that, too. The wedding ceremony had been quite long, but the food had more than made up for it. Dan had finished dinner feeling so full he felt a little like throwing up, but based on the heaping pile of food on Phil’s plate it didn’t look like the feeling was mutual.

   “It looks like you took half the dessert table,” he noted, taking a bite of the cake–some sort of lemon with vanilla frosting.

   Phil made a satisfied noise, popping another biscuit in his mouth. “It’s not my fault, I’m a growing boy.”

   “You’re pushing thirty.”

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