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The Laundry Fic

Pairing: Amazing Phil & Daniel Howell (Phan)

Genre: Fluff, Light Smut, Head-cannon?

Word Count: 1800

Inspired by:  So we all know from Dan’s latest video that he spent his early years of Uni travelling down to Phil’s flat to do ‘laundry’. Here’s that fic. (Despite the title, I promise it’s not one of those fics). 

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Friends Part 6

Summary: You and Bucky are friends for a long time, but lately you start to develop romantic feelings for him. One day one of Tony’s parties everything changes but maybe not the way you wanted or expected.

Paring: Bucky x Reader

Words: 2749 (ops)

Warnings: Fluffy, sadness and all flashbacks are in italic

Thank you @amrita31199 you are amazing.

credits to the gif owners

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Originally posted by flyngdream

The elevator ride was torture, it felt like hours and hours but in reality, you know that was only a few minutes.  You take a deep breath looking in the mirror of the elevator, your lips are puffy from the kiss and your neck is red from his beard scratching you.

You look like a mess.

All you want is go home, take off this bikini that is making you feel exposed and take a long hot shower. You feel like you made a huge mistake, you just don’t know what the mistake was. If it was the kiss or never letting Bucky say whatever was that he wanted to say to you.

You tap your pockets looking for your car keys, you curse yourself when you remember that you came here with Bucky and now you don’t have any idea how you are going to get home. Anyone you might ask for a ride, it’s going to ask a lot of questions and you don’t want to answer any of it.

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Mugs and Sippy Cups

Words: 2,776

Summary: Dan and Phil are in a dd/lb relationship, in which Dan is the little. Early mornings combined with accidents cause Dan to believe he’s going to be punished, sending him straight into his headspace and filled with worry. Luckily, Phil is there to sort things out for him.

Warnings: swearing, small blood mentions, minor injury

a/n: shame me if u want tbh,,, i just wanted some nonsexual little!dan and daddy!phil fight me

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You and Dan do a tag video for the internet

Dan switched the camera on.

His arm rested comfortably on my shoulders, his side pressed nice and warm to mine. The blinding lights used for recording were up and making the both of us sweat. Before he said anything I turned and looked at his profile. He had that same anticipatory look in his eyes whenever he started recording a video. He and I were wearing matching shirts, like the losers we were, but he honestly filled it out so much nicer. Designer looked so good on him. Probably feeling my eyes on him, he looked down at me. “You ready to film another garbage video for my garbage channel?” I smiled and nodded, pecking his lips softly and redirecting my attention toward the camera.

“Hello Internet, today I’m here with my beautiful y/n!”

He gestured to you and you waved awkwardly. He’d been speaking into a camera lens for years, while you had only been in a few of his videos, so you weren’t as seamless as him. “Uh, hey there internet, you look nice today.” Dan chuckled at how uncomfortable I sounded, and squeezed me for a second then rubbed his hand up and down my arm a few times. “Today we’re, surprisingly, not talking about how much of a loser I am or the inevitability of death coming to us all.”

“He’s already done enough of that today off camera.”

“Fuck off. Today, we’re doing what everyone wants in 2017: a tag video!”

The two of us did a cute little pretend cheer and celebration because no one did tagged videos past the year 2014. What could we say, we were into retro trends. “Yeah, it seems like lots of you still have questions about me and Dan’s relationship, and while we’re not ready to go into the tying up and choking kinks yet, we can answer some basic stuff, right Dan?” I looked at him expectantly. He just stared at me with disgust on his face. It was still pretty adorable, and I leaned in to steal a kiss quickly. “This is when you say yes and then start reading the questions,” I reminded him. He blinked and then seemed to shake off the daze I put him in. “We totally have to edit that shit out. Anyway!” He pulled up the list on his phone. “We’re going to answer a few of these ‘Boyfriend Tag’ questions for you all.” Without further ado, he started.

Where did you meet?

“Y/n and I met online, like true millennials.”

“Yeah, I had messaged Dan on some weird fandom site we both liked and he actually replied assuming I was a Phan. In reality, I was just asking him if he knew about some new merch and had no idea Danpire90 was actually him.”

“Wow way to expose the username and my creepy internet habits!”

You only smiled.

Where did you meet each other’s parents?

“Well, as some of you might know, I’m not from England. I’m actually from America. So Dan and I were together for like a year and a half before we both took the trip across the Atlantic to meet my family. He was completely awkward and swore in front of my grandmother.”

“That’s not even the worst part! Your dad threatened me at the dinner table and when I laughed cuz I thought it was a joke everyone in your family looked at me with like deep seriousness. I thought I wasn’t going to last the night!”

“Yeah, Dan’s parents were so much more chill. They were just glad to ‘see their sad baby boy happy and settled down’.” Dan sighed, embarrassed just remembering when they said that. 

What’s something you hate that the other person does?

“Dan you can probably guess mine.” He looked in my eyes like he was trying to read my mind. I just gave him a playful little smile. His eyes crinkled when he had his answer. “Is it when I leave floss everywhere?”

“It’s absolutely when you leave dental floss everywhere!” Dan fell to the side laughing at me. “No but guys seriously he will literally floss like 25 times a day and leave that shit on every surface and it’s like finding hair and a spider web at the same time like that’s so nasty!” You were serious about this, years of living with Dan meant you had accepted it, but that didn’t mean you liked seeing used floss all the time. Dan wiped his eyes and kissed your cheek. “Sorry I always do nasty things, pumpkin. But if we’re being honest, your snoring is one of the worst things on Earth and you can’t even change that.” You had to agree with him. He’d shown you the recordings of it, and you sounded like an old man.

What is your s/o’s style?

“Black. Anything black,” you said. Deadpan. Dan couldn’t even argue. “And you wear what, anything that’s ugly?” Dan stuck his tongue out at you. You poked his ribs and pouted your lip. “It’s called unique you monochrome loser.”

Is your s/o loud or quiet in bed?

“Oh some of these are naughty, fam,” I giggled. Dan made another disgusted face at me. “Don’t ever say fam you trash heap.” I ignored him, putting actual thought into the question. “Uh I don’t really think Dan is loud…you don’t make much sound and when you do it’s like those super deep moans like-” I tried to demonstrate how he sounded when in the middle of sex, but from Dan’s burst of laughter I must’ve sounded like I had a burp trapped in my chest or something. “I’m not a fuckin bear!”

“I know I know but I can’t do the thing!”

“Oh fuck off!”

We were giggling for like a minute before Dan started regaining composure. “I guess you’re right. Now that I think about it I don’t make much noise. And you’re just like ‘and IIIIIIIIIIIII-” I smacked my hand over his mouth and knocked us both to the side and slightly out of frame. “Daniel James Howell that is so untrue!”

What’s the first thing your s/o does in the morning?

“Well it’s obvious, Dan brushes his teeth because he has actual OCD.”

“And y/n glues herself to me and steals my body heat because she’s cold blooded.”

Favorite cereal?

“What a random question, this shit was definitely made in 2013 or something,” Dan mumbled. I leaned my head against his shoulder. “I honestly have no idea what weird British inedible cereal Dan likes but for all my American viewers, Cinnamon Toast Crunch all the way!” Dan faked chest pains, “American cereal is just sugar and the occasional bran flake. You seriously don’t know my favorite cereal? You and Phil steal it all the time and you still don’t even know what you’re eating? Well, I’m not telling you, you’ll just be eating mystery cereal forever.” I shrugged, that was fine with me.

Kiss your partner right now, who’s more aggressive?

Before I’d finished reading the question aloud Dan had his hand on my cheek and a tongue in my mouth. I moaned, taken aback for half a second then reciprocating just as hard, trying to overpower him and leaning forward. We made out much longer than we probably needed to answer the question before I remembered we were actually in the middle of a task. Pulling back, we just stared at each other and then broke out into laughter. “That cannot go on youtube! We’re gonna get flagged!” Dan said.

Who said I love you first?

“Believe it or not, it was actually Dan. He’s secretly a huge romantic softie when he’s not on camera.” We met each other’s eyes, and I was talking to him and not the camera anymore. “We were on a date and it was raining too hard to leave. So then suddenly the power goes out in the place and everyone is scared and bear just pulled me close and whispered ‘I love you’ in front of everyone there. The people around us were like ‘aww’. It nearly made me cry, mostly because all that attention was embarrassing.” Dan giggled and kissed me softly. Wow, we were doing a lot of that in this video. It was usual to keep our relationship private, we weren’t even into the whole PDA thing when we were out in public. I guess either the Phans would have enough cute material to last a lifetime or Dan had a lot of editing to do.

We pulled apart and I ran my fingers through his curls. “I think that’s probably enough questions, bear.” I was done doing this filming thing, ready to just relax with Dan and snuggle on the sofa or something. Dan agreed and we turned back to the camera one more time.

“Okay that’s enough looking into our lives. Thanks for watching us make fools of ourselves and expose each other. If you liked this video, or if you thought this video was too happy for my channel, consider subscribing for infrequent depressing videos. Leave a like if you enjoyed, as well. Talk to you guys next time. Bye!”

He got up and turned off the camera, exported the SD card, and went to edit it.

Hours later, we were relaxing together and I was doing what I always did whenever he uploaded. I checked through the comments. Most of them were like always, overwhelmingly supportive and gushing over how cute Dan and I were.

“I’ve never seen the tall bean look this happy.”

“…was Dan supposed to edit out that question about the kissing?”

“They’re the most wholesome parents I could’ve ever asked for”

“I thought you were going to edit out the kissing question.” Dan put his phone down and looked at the comment you highlighted. “Yeah, I was. But then the more I watched it the less I wanted to take it out, we looked pretty good. Did you want it taken out?” You shook your head. He was the one who always liked privacy, you couldn’t really care less. “If you want to show the world how much you love me, I’m not complaining.”

“I really do love you, pumpkin. And I always want the world to know it.”

If I was dating Dan all I would want is to do a tagged video with him…among other things.

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anonymous asked:

could you make (or do you know someone who usually does) a masterlist of nice moments in the new gaming vid??? because i hated it and i can't concentrate long enough to watch bc ive already commited to my mind that i hate it, but i keep seeing comments abt nice things that happen in it and i just wanna enjoy it ughhh :( (sorry if this is too much to ask, i understand)

This is probably not what you wanted since it’s just my fast and dirty timestamps, but here you go. :) 

:20 - They set up Battle Cats as something fans want, even though they immediately say that it’s sponsored right afterwards.
:52 - Dan is new to the game because Dan does not have the patience for this shit and Phil basically sets up all of the spons and all Dan has to do is be present and breathing to film?
1:58 - Dan: Give me a tinker.
Phil: Give you a… tinker?
Dan: I’m sorry.

2:43 - Phil says the cat has thicc arms. 
3:05 - Phil casually calling Dan ‘Danny.‘ 
3:24 - Phil foreshadows his God cat. 
4:07 - Dan: Sexy legs cat. 
Phil: That’s me. 
Immediate jumpcut.

7:21 - Dan can’t think of gatcha machine, gestures at Phil to read his mind.
8:24 - Phil becomes the dark metal knight cat; Dan (cutely but mockingly) likens it to Phil’s actual change when he dyed his hair and became AmazingPhil.
9:01 - Dan: Are you proud of me, Phil?
9:57 - They release cat God; Phil is entirely too happy about Sistene Chapel naked guy. He wants to think God looks like that.
11:06 - They talk about how Phil would be sneezing so much/would actually be dead around that many cats.
11:49 - They activate god cat.
Phil: Spin him, daddy.
Dan: Yess, god-cat, blow them. 

12:47 - Phil almost hits Dan in the face with paper and both of them react in a cute and surprisingly genuine way? Phil actually looks alarmed and it’s adorable.
13:16 - Phil shows off his houseplant cat drawing. With cannons. That looks like… yeah. Phil admits that it looks inappropriate, and then tries to add a cannonball to show the cannon is firing it, and it just gets worse.

This is not Dan and Phil related, as you can probably see by the Voldemort pic but I just realised something about Harry Potter that I needed to share.

Their sexualities are decided by their nose shape. Have you ever thought about this? (Probably not, my mind is weird). Dumbledore’s nose is crooked, and he’s the only gay character we know of. Voldemort is unable to love, and he doesn’t have one. Everyone else is (as far as we know) straight. This also means Fluffy is pan, as he has multiple noses.

And who nose, maybe Draco is trans, as his nose identifies as being a ferret nose.


summary: Dan stays at Phil’s house for the first time and leaves his bear at home. At first he can’t sleep, but he ends up with a very pleasant surprise.

genre: fluffy as heck

warnings: none

word count: 1072

thanks to @phaninfariland for being an awesome beta!

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Dan looked around with wide eyes. He still couldn’t believe he was in AmazingPhil’s bedroom. He knew Phil was real by now—if their many Skype calls over the past few months hadn’t already convinced him, their meeting at the train station did. All he needed were Phil’s arms wrapped tightly around him and hearing his name breathed onto his neck as they took in each other’s physical presences for the very first time.

And now here he was, surrounded by the familiar blue and green that was at once comforting and slightly nerve-wracking. Because the train ride from Reading to Manchester was so long, they didn’t get much time together that first day, but they had already spent most of it talking about everything they could think of and watching movies on the sofa, snuggled up next to each other under blankets to fend off the October chill.

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mairenyaf  asked:

If im being honest, its not even about shipping Phan anymore. its the fact that I cant imagine them not being together, or with someone else. like i literally can not even see it in my head, i just cant. im ok with them being platonic and everything but just the thought of one of them moving out to live alone or with another person gives me anxiety. sometimes i just start thinking of them going their separate ways and i just start tearing up out nowhere.

I honestly feel the exact same way as you do my friend. 

When the whole phangate thing was happening, it was so hard to picture Phil with a wife and not living with Dan. That just seems so weird to me. They really are meant to be with each other, no matter which way you look at it.

I think within this point in time, the term of “shipping” isn’t even relevant anymore because shipping is when you want two people to be together and to do those things, but as far as we know they DO do those things. They’re always fucking together. They have lived together for nearly, what, 6 years? How they get along with each other so swimmingly for that long amount of time Boggles my mind. 

They’re yin and yang, Dan and Phil. Without the other they wouldn’t work. They’re each others lives and we see that. To think that they could move out from one another is just uncanny. Why would you want to move away from something that keeps you sane? That keeps you grounded? They’re like a well oiled machine, why would they want to leave that? 

They love each other, and you can depict that in any form you’d like, but they really do love each other. It’s not something you force or you fake or to make a brand about. “the light and warmth you bring us is as everlasting as the sun” like wtf?? You can’t not tell me that Dan didn’t mean that with all his heart because he did. He wasn’t typing that tweet for anyone besides himself and for Phil.

They won’t move out from each other. Dan has never lived on his own before, his only flat mate has been Phil Lester. He’s paid bills with Phil Lester. Phil had to teach him how to adult. They taught each other. How to be okay with things and little breaks and that when there’s bugs in the room or when there’s a glass that shatters or when the plants don’t get watered they can deal with it together. 

Because no one else in the world will have that type of connection with them than what they have with each other. 

Nous Academy

Summary: Dan’s family has been hiding his secret for fifteen years, but finally the government finds out and sends him to a school with others who are similar. (Phan Superpower AU!)

The building was surrounded by moss covered stone walls and a large steel gate. There was a beautiful fountain that looked a bit newer than the rest of the property in the front. The building itself was several stories high, made of strong granite. It looked like something from a story book of sorts, probably having been built hundreds of years ago.

Dan hated it.

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Can I have a number 3 with phan please ? 😘

Title: Stressed Out

Summary: Phil is stressed out about school work and getting little sleep, so Dan wants to do something with Phil to take his mind off of it. teacher!phil, student!dan.

Word Count: 885



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Disasterology - A Phan Story

Hey guise.  So idk if i’m going to make this an ongoing book or just leave it like it is?  If you guys could lemme know what you wanna do I’d be happy to do either ^~^  Thanks <3

Summary: Dan has had a friend on his best friend,Phil for as long as he can remember, but Phil has a boyfriend Ben. Dan is constantly prone to jealousy around them, and Ben never having a liking towards Dan made it twice as. 

One day Phil invites Dan to stay over at his house while his parents are gone for a week, and Dan is super happy at the thought of spending so long with Phil.
But what happens when Phil wants to do things that are totally and completely against Dan’s moral code? Will Dan accept the horrible bribe from Phil or will he continue with his distant love and jealousy?

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warning: depersonalisation disorder triggers.

Oh god. Not now. You pleaded with your tear ducts but they ignored you and continued filling your eyes with the salty liquid threatening to spill over and down your cheeks. You tried burying your face in Dan’s side while you composed yourself. Luckily for you, he didn’t react other than using his free hand to rub your knee under the duvet affectionately while he continued working. It was a typical night in Dan’s apartment, you were both in his bed, your shared playlist of slow songs played quietly from the speaker on the nightstand, he was on his laptop working away at something and you had just closed your book and were snuggling into him and preparing for sleep. Except tonight, your brain had other ideas, or more specifically, the little ill part had decided it was time to conquer the rest of it again. You had felt yourself slipping for over a week and now here you were. Back in the same place you were months ago. This time, you had a psychologist and Dan on your side, and you had prayed to God it was enough. But the prayers had been futile. And tonight the little thing controlling your head had decided it was time to make some decisions.
You could cling to Dan as much as you wanted, but nothing was going to take the numbness away. Not this time. Not ever. It didn’t matter how much he supported and comforted you, even his love couldn’t fix the disease in your mind. Today was the worst it had been for a while, so much so that even Dan’s hands felt wrong to you. His perfect face was hazy and slightly out of focus, as was the rest of your world. But nobody, not even Dan, noticed the transition into this episode. Because nobody ever did, and that was the thing with depersonalisation disorder; your responses and interactions became automated and felt pre-programmed, so much so that no behavioural change could be detected by an outsider. The overwhelming mental, physical and emotional apathy and lethargy was obvious only to you. You were emotionless and you didn’t care about anything anymore. Not even Dan.
How could you be with someone you loved if you couldn’t bring yourself to care about their feelings and needs? Your relationship with Dan was built on honesty and mutualism in all aspects - but how could you honestly say that you didn’t care about him right now and expect him to be fine with that? You couldn’t be with him right now. You needed to control your head first. Maybe you should take a break. But a break would only lead to breaking - up, hearts, promises, trust. The thing about Dan was that he would do everything he could to fix you but what hurt was that there was nothing he could do without making it worse. And that’s why you were here, trying your very best not to cry into his pyjama shirt. At the worst moment possible, Dan closed his laptop and placed it on the floor before rolling over to face you and kiss your forehead.
“Goodnight kitten. I love you,” he murmured, smiling against your skin.
You absolutely lost it.
“Y/n, what’s wrong?”
He sat up and looked at you concernedly, tucking your hair behind your ear with a frown. You covered your face with your hands and shrugged, totally unable to make any sound other than shuddering sobs. Dan had experienced this reaction from you before, and went into panicked parent mode, proceeding with the routine questions to which you nodded or shook your head in answer.
“Are you in physical pain?”
“Is there something I can do or get for you right now? Do you need something urgently?”
Debatable, but for the sake of the argument, no. Dan began relaxing, his panic subsiding upon realising that it wasn’t an emergency. He squeezed your hand gently.
“Is it something I’ve done?”
No. God no.
“Is it your head?”
Yes. The sobs began to rise.
“Oh, kitten. Shhh, come here,” he helped you sit up and pulled you into his arms, cradling you and kissing your forehead.
“I’m here. I’m listening, even to your silence, I’m here,” he whispered between tender kisses while he traced soothing circles on your arm.
Eventually you began to form words.
“I just don’t know what to do.”
“Is Nigel back?”
Nigel was the code name for your DPD that you shared only with Dan. Nigel was the little man sitting at the back of your brain playing around with the controls because he had no friends or life or anything better to do, so he dropped in occasionally. He was never welcome.
You simply nodded.
“Fucking Nigel” Dan muttered, attempting to get you to smile. It usually worked, but today nothing was helping.
“Dan, I-” you began and stopped.
“Yes?” He prompted patiently.
“I don’t know if I can stay.”
“Y/n of course you don’t have to stay here. I can take you home right now if that’s what you want-”
“No. I mean I don’t know if I can stay with you.”
You might as well have slapped him across the face. You watched him, sent reeling into shock by your words, struggling to string a sentence together.
“I- what?”
He looked at you in pure disbelief.
“I’m so sorry. I just- my head is a mess and I don’t care enough about you right now for us to be together. It’s a one-sided relationship. You’re so loving and supportive and caring and I- I just can’t reciprocate, Dan, I’m sorry. I’m being so selfish, by hurting you like this but more so by holding on. I literally cannot return the affection. Not right now.”
“I- y/n, what are you saying?”
You took a deep shaky breath.
“I’m saying that I think we should take a break. And I know a break is going to break more things than can be fixed later on but this- this won’t work. Not with this headspace. I’m sorry. I love you so much, I truly do. I don’t want to lose you, Dan. But I really think this is for the best. Until I can fix my head.”
Dan was cupping your cheeks, holding your head steady, his eyes desperately searching for something in yours, something that told him you weren’t serious. He didn’t find anything, and you could see the telltale glistening of tears coat his irises before he closed his eyes and lowered his forehead to yours.
Finally he spoke. It was choked, but impressively steady.
“If a break is really what you need, a break is what we’ll have. I’m not trying to change your mind, but please, tell me why you think this is a good idea.”
“Because I can’t give you what you need, Dan. I’m bad for you, I’m negativity, I’m toxic energy you don’t deserve. You need love too, and right now I can’t give that to you.” He pulled back and smiled. Slightly hysterical, but it was a smile.
“Y/n. God, you’re so pure. You want to take a break for my wellbeing?”
You nodded and he chuckled.
“I’m fine, don’t worry about me. Yes, everyone needs love, but I don’t want it from anyone else. I know you think you can’t fulfil your part in this relationship right now but you can, by just existing. Where you are right now isn’t who you are. As long as I can be there for you, that’s all that I need. To know that you’re ok. What good would it do if we separated if there’s still love here? No. I’ll wait for you to get better. I’ll do whatever I can to fix this.” He tucked that strand of hair behind your ear again and gently tilted your chin up to look at him.
“I don’t know how long you’ll be waiting. And that’s a lot to ask of you-”
“It doesn’t matter. I don’t love you any less. It’s only how you feel that matters. You’re all I need. I’ll be there. I promise.”
You nodded, and removed his hands from your cheeks before hugging him tight.
“I really love you” you whispered.
“I really love you too.” He stroked your hair and kissed your temple while you broke down for the second time that night. Only this time, it was because you couldn’t fathom what you had done to deserve him.

For @darkeneddaybreak, for the Christmas Truce gift exchange!  Hope you like it!  (Apologies for the enormous liberties I took with the human skeletal system.)  Merry Christmas if you observe it, happy holidays if not!

Prompt: I asked for this last year, too, but I’m really interested to see how other people might interpret/design a more monsterish version of Danny. Can you see his skeleton through his skin? Does he get fangs or something like Vlad or dark Dan? Whatever they decide to do, something that makes Danny a little– or a lot– freakier than normal. Also I’d prefer if Danny was sane and sweet, but I wouldn’t mind a little angst/horror either (like blood or ectoplasm on the mouth or something). It’s really up to them, though. :)

I also wrote a little companion fic to go with the drawing, which can be found here: http://archiveofourown.org/works/5526140

anonymous asked:

Could you do something with Dan having trouble sleeping and Phil comes in to comfort him idk

-dan is sprawled across his bed, wearing only sweatpants. his breathing is slowed as he sleeps in peace. suddenly, his phone lights up and buzzes, notifying him of a new twitter notification. his eyes open immediately and he grabs for his phone. it reads, “@AmazingPhil: I can’t sleep :( What are some things I can do?” dan is immediately concerned. he and phil haven’t been sleeping together the last few days because phil has been very busy with editing and he insisted on not keeping dan up. dan decides that he has to do something to help.
-dan gets up from his bed and hesitates, looking at the shirt thrown over his chair. he shrugs, knowing phil won’t mind his lack of clothing. he walks out of his room and into phil’s, seeing him staring at his computer. “phil?” dan prompts. “oh my god, dan, you scared me!” “why’re you awake?” dan’s speech is slurred from tiredness. “i can’t sleep, i don’t know why. but go back to sleep, love. i’m fine,” phil insists.
-dan smiles at phil’s caring gesture, but he just shakes his head. “oh no, lester. i’m not going to sleep until you’re with me.” “i really have to finish editing this video. it’s the last one i have to do.” “phil, how long has it been since you’ve gotten more than four hours of sleep?” dan is growing increasingly worried for his boyfriend’s health. “um…a week?” “oh my god.” dan walks over to phil’s bed and climbs in, pulling the duvet over him.
-“turn the laptop off,” dan pleads. “no, dan, baby, i have to fini-” phil is cut off by dan quickly saving his video and shutting the laptop. “you’re not doing anything. now sleep. i’m tired.” phil sighs, but smiles as he feels dan’s arms wrap around him. “i’m finishing that tomorrow,” phil whispers. “you’re not doing anything tomorrow.” dan kisses phil’s cheek softly as they both drift off to sleep.

Taking Every Chance I've Got

Summary: (For the phandombigbang 2014) All Dan wanted was to get drunk, really. Have a good time, meet a few new people. He didn’t really think about getting involved with someone as dangerous as Phil Lester (someone as cold, as pale and, well, as not alive), and he definitely didn’t think that one trip out to a bar would change his life forever.

Warnings: Blood, sex, references to violence, alcohol mentions (briefly) and overly sarcastic dialogue

Authors: kaleidanscope & northerndanpour

Word count: 30085 (i kNOW SHUT UP)

Art: (by the wonderful goindanswinginHERE and HERE; Beta: The spiffing AbbinioMix: (by northerndanpour and I) HERE

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Dan’s having a good night, great in fact, until he catches sight of PJ storming across the room in his direction.

Honestly, he has to repress the roll of his eyes at the sight of his best friend walking purposefully towards him. He’s probably about to receive a lecture, or be told that he’s urgently needed somewhere else (Dan’s not sure how PJ manages to always end up making his videos at the worst times possible, or why it’s Dan that he constantly pulls in as an extra), and that kind of interruption is the last thing he needs right now. Knowing that he’s probably about to be torn away from the gorgeous boy in front of him, who he’s just getting started with, is enough to make him want to throw the glass bottle in his hand at the approaching man.

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Could you do a fic based on the song Seventeen from Heathers? Idec what genre tbh. Love your writing <3<3

 A/N: So I’m back and I think I learned a lesson in that I shouldn’t share anything about myself, my personal life, or my frustrations on this blog. You guys follow me to read stuff and I know you don’t care so if I’m feeling bummed about something I shouldn’t try to vent about it here, so it won’t happen again. However though, in the future, for those that follow me I’d appreciated it if you don’t send rude messages. If you don’t have something nice to say, don’t say anything. Anyway, enough said. Here’s a fic.

“Uggggh!” the loud groan coming from the upstairs office snaps you awake. You wipe the drool from your mouth, and look around the room, realizing you’ve fallen asleep while eating chili fries on your boyfriend’s couch while he’s upstairs editing a video. You’ve gotten cheese on your baggy sweatshirt that is most certainly going to stain, and you groan in annoyance. Setting the chili cheese fries aside, you grab a beer and head upstairs to see what Dan had groaned about.

You knock slightly before pushing the door to the office open, and find Dan sitting at the computer, his head in his hands. You stroll up behind him and place a hand gently on his shoulder. “What’s up, babe?”

He jumps, startled, and looks up at you with tired eyes, watery eyes. “I don’t know what the fuck to do. I hate this video. But I spent so long on it I don’t want to waste all that time.”

You move behind him and begin rubbing his neck, “Why don’t you take a break? I’ll make some brownies and we can watch some tv or a bad movie together. Then you can come back to it later and see if you feel better.”

He sighs heavily, leaning his head against you. “I’m a fucking mess. I feel like I’m damaged or losing my mind or something.”

“Well, you’ve been at this for eight hours, which will do things to you. But Dan, seriously, you’re saying this to the girl who just fell asleep with chili cheese fries in her hands and is now walking around in a stained sweatshirt with drool crusted to her mouth. We’re both damaged. But we can be damaged together and then we’re good.”

He chuckles, turning and wrapping his arms around you. “You’ll bake brownies?”

“Only if you help.”

 He nods against you. “I wanna be with you tonight.”

You lean down and kiss the top of his head, squeezing him tighter to you. “You will be. Just forget about this for now. Spend the night with me and come back to it in the morning. I guarantee you’ll feel better.”

Lost in the Crowd – Part 15

When you begin to see color, it means you have found your soulmate… unless you become lost in the crowd.

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Dan was standing behind the counter at work and he had been cleaning the same milk steamer for far longer than necessary while lost in his thoughts.  He was desperately trying not to think, which was only making things worse.  He was trying not to think about the past month and half with Phil, and the nights that they shared.  He was trying not to think about the last two nights in particular where they were tap dancing on the line of innocence and something far too inappropriate for a man with a soulmate. 

He was trying not to think about Phil’s fingers running through his hair while his head was resting on Phil’s chest, or the sound of Phil’s heart beat quickening as Dan grasped Phil tighter every time his fingers brushed Dan’s neck.  

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Head Down Low (Twenty-Two: All I Want)

Summary: Dan isn’t right. He’s not like most of the others, he’s not genetically pure. He has no destined path, he has nothing going for him in life. He’ll be lucky to get himself a job in a fast food kitchen, and everyone looks down on him like he’s a piece of dirt stuck at the bottom of their shoe. Except one person: Phil Lester.

Warnings: Non-con/dubcon, later consensual sex, mentions of depression and low self-esteem, references to ocd, references to ptsd.

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Important a/n: During the piano scene, please listen to this as you read.

Dan has never been one for believing in miracles.

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