dan tran


hey so i wasn’t going to post this cause i honestly think it’s shit and i’m really tired from travel and it’s way too angsty but here you go my dudes and dONT BE TOO HARSH IM ONLY SMOL

(i wanted to combine these two prompts but i might re do one or the other cause ye)


Dan jumped when he closed his locker; Phil was standing right behind it, leaning against the wall. Damn it. Dan could already feel a blush coming on.

“Hey princess,” he said, grinning cockily.

Dan flashed him a nervous grin, straightening his purple flower crown and turning on his heel.

This had been going on for months now, ever since Dan moved here. Phil seemed persistent on winning him over, for whatever reason. Dan didn’t get it. What had he done to make the scariest boy in school like him?

“Aw, c'mon Dan, don’t be like that,” Phil whined, chasing after him.

Dan couldn’t help but giggle, holding his sleeve to his mouth and walking quicker.

“Why do you never talk to me?” Phil asked, catching up to him and grabbing his shoulder gently. Dan’s breath caught in his throat when Phil tugged him around to face him.

“B-Because you’re s-scary,” Dan admitted, and Phil chuckled.

“I’m scary, am I?” He asked, stepping forward and backing Dan into the lockers.

Dan nodded, eyes wide.

“Well, would you give me a chance to fix it?” He asked softly, brushing a strand of hair out of Dan’s eyes.

Dan shrugged nervously, not sure what else to do. To be honest, Phil was hot, in a strange, dangerous way. Dan wouldn’t mind getting to know him better, as long as he didn’t get stabbed.

“C'mon baby boy,” he muttered, smirking and leaning so close that Dan could feel his breath against his neck. He shivered. “I promise I’ll be nice. Just one date.”

“I n-need to study…” Dan stuttered, finding it hard to speak with Phil practically pinning him against the lockers.

Phil chuckled. “Fine. It’ll be a study date.” Phil pulled back slightly to look at him, raising his eyebrows, his eyebrow bar raised with it. “Please? Just gimme a chance.”

Dan hesitated, his eyes studying Phil’s face. He looked sincere.

Honestly, he wanted to say yes. God, he would be a fool to not say yes. But he was scared. What if they started making out, and it led to… other things..? And then Phil would find out and surely he wouldn’t like him anymore, and Dan wasn’t quite ready to give that up.

“Fine,” he practically whispered, looking away.

“Really?” Phil asked eagerly, and then cleared his throat. “Sorry,” he said in a lower voice, and Dan giggled. That was pretty cute.

“Yeah,” Dan said, looking up and flashing Phil a smile before looking down again.

“Great.” Phil grinned. “My house, tomorrow afternoon..?”


“Cool.” Phil leaned forward, kissing Dan on the cheek quickly before he could react. “See you then, angel.”

Phil practically skipped off, the chains on his boots jingling and Dan giggled, holding his hand to his hot face where Phil had kissed him.

It was gonna be a long day.


“You look really cute,” Phil said for the thousandth time, tossing a stuffed bear in the air and catching it. “Have I said that?”

“Yeah, I think you have,” Dan answered, rolling his eyes and flipping through his text book. He felt more comfortable with him now after a while, less shy around him.

“Y'know when I offered a study date I didn’t think we’d actually be studying,” Phil grumbled, tossing the bear again. Dan snatched it out of his hands, placing it gently back between his pillows where it belonged.

“Yeah well, I really need to study. And quit assaulting my stuffies.”

Phil snorted, rolling on him stomach to look at Dan and raise his eyebrows.

“You call them stuffies?”

“Yeah!” Dan said, pouting defensively. “You don’t?”

Phil shook his head, his grin getting larger.

“That’s fucking adorable.”

Dan blushed, pulling a pillow over his face to hide it.

“No you,” Dan mumbled.

“Good comeback.”

“Thanks, I’ve been practicing it all day.”

Phil laughed, grabbing a throw pillow and tossing it at him.

“Y'know, when you’re loosened up, you’re actually pretty chill.”

“Thanks for the complement.”

“You know I’m gonna fuck you, right?”

Dan froze, his eyes widening and he slowly peeked over the pillow. Phil was checking his phone, and he shut it off with a click, glancing up nonchalantly.

“W-Why do you say that?”

“Because it’s true.” Phil shrugged. “You’re going to be mine, we both know it.”

Dan didn’t answer, too shocked to think of words, heat coursing through his whole body.

Phil shifted, sitting up and moving closer to him.

“Something wrong?” He asked innocently, but Dan could see the smirk in the corner of his mouth.

“No,” Dan said quietly, chewing on his cheek. “M fine.”

“Hmm, I think you’re lying,” Phil muttered, leaning closer and placing a hand on Dan’s knee. “What’s wrong, babe,” he breathed, making sure Dan could feel it, making shivers run down his spine. “You seem a bit flustered. Maybe I can make it better..?”

“P-Phil…” Dan stuttered, eyes widening when Phil touched his face and made him look at him. Phil’s eyes flickered to his lips. Dan instinctively bit down on his bottom lip, letting Phil lean closer, lowering him back on the bed.

“Yes..?” He breathed.

“I…” Dan trailed off, because Phil was climbing on top of him, hands on either side of Dan’s head.

Their noses brushed, and Phil smiled, which lightened the mood and Dan could feel himself relaxing a bit. He gripped Phil’s shoulders, running his fingers down his arms and over his biceps.

“Jesus, Dan,” Phil muttered breathlessly. “Can I kiss you..?”

Dan didn’t answer, just slid his arms around Phil’s neck and and pulling him down until their lips were touching, and he was kissing him open mouthed.

It was soft at first, Phil was a lot gentler than he had expected, kissing him softly and cautiously, in case Dan was uncomfortable. His tongue explored Dan’s mouth, and Dan tangled his fingers in Phil’s hair, pulling his closer.

Phil brushed his fingertips over Dan’s sides and over his hip, touching him gently and carefully like he was breakable. It was when he tugged gently at Dan’s pink jumper when Dan fully realized what was happening.

He pulled back, gasping for breath and pushing Phil away gently.

“What? What’s wrong?” Phil’s eyes widened in surprise and worry. “Shit, did I hurt you?”

“No, no, I just…” Dan ran his fingers through his hair. “You can’t… I can’t…” Dan pressed his fingers to his temple.

“Hey,” Phil said gently, touching his shoulder. “We don’t have to do anything if it makes you uncomfortable. We’ll just… study. Or watch a movie or something. It’s fine, love.”

Dan looked up, meeting his eyes and biting his swollen lip nervously.

“Promise you won’t leave,” Dan muttered before he could stop himself. He flinched.

“Of course,” Phil answered, frowning.

At that Dan grabbed his hand, pulling him forward again and kissing him deeply. If he was gonna run away, he wanted to get the most out of it while he could.

Dan guided Phil’s hand under his shirt slowly, letting it brush his skin while he kissed him. When it got to his chest, he stopped.

Phil froze, pulling back just slightly to frown, running his fingers over the fabric. Dan watched through worried eyes as Phil gently touched his chest.

“Dan..?” Phil mumbled questioningly, pushing his jumper up his stomach.

Dan didn’t speak as Phil tugged at the fabric, pulling it over his head. He pushed himself up on the bed, looking down at him.

“M sorry,” Dan mumbled, covering his face with his hands. “Shit, I’m sorry, I-”


Dan quieted as Phil leaned down, kissing the dip in his throat, right above the top of his binder.


Phil moved up to Dan’s neck, sucking right under Dan’s ear and making him whimper.

“This changes literally nothing,” Phil said finally, and Dan let out a breath of relief.

“Oh thank god, I-”

“Can I… take this… off..?” He asked, running his fingertips over the hem of the binder.

Dan hesitated, biting his lip.

“Y-Yeah, alright,” he said finally, sitting up and helping Phil get it off.

He lay back down when it was off, now completely topless, his skin burning where he could feel Phil looking. Which was everywhere.

Phil smiled, biting his collarbone gently and moving down his chest, between his breasts.

“Hey,” he breathed. “Just a fun fact; I’m very gay.”

Dan laughed, running his fingers through Phil’s hair.

“Thanks. I’m glad you’re comfortable enough to tell me that.”

Phil rolled his eyes, taking one of Dan’s nipples into his mouth and sucking, making Dan gasp and tug on his hair slightly.

“Phil…” he moaned, tugging at the bottom of Phil’s black t-shirt. Phil sat up, tugging it over his head and tossing it away. Dan ran his fingertips over Phil’s muscles for a moment, before pulling him back on top of him so their skin was touching.

Phil went back to working on his neck, rougher now, leaving hickeys and bite marks all along his collar. Dan moaned loudly, moving his head to give Phil more access.

“Jesus, Phil, just fuck me already,” Dan gasped, gripping his shoulders.

“Yeah?” Phil asked, pulling back slightly and letting their lips brush. “You sure you’re-”

“Yes, yeah, I’m comfortable with it, please.”

Phil nodded, getting up and digging through the pockets of his jeans, pulling out a condom and lube. Dan raised his eyebrows, grinning.

“Came prepared,” he chuckled, grinning with half of his mouth.

He quickly discarded his jeans, tugging at Dan’s.

“Can I..?”

“Yes, please Phil.”

Soon they were off, and Phil got rid of his own boxers as well. Dan quickly wrapped his hand around his shaft, licking a long strip up the side, making Phil moan and grip his hair.

“Are you sure you’re ..?”

“Yes, I’m… I’m okay. You can… take them off.”

With that confirmation Dan’s boxers were also removed, and tossed away. Phil gently spread his legs, kissing slowly up his inner thigh.

After a few minutes of prep, Dan was ready and frankly couldn’t wait any longer. He pulled Phil between his legs, wrapping them around his waist and edging him into Dan’s tight heat.

Phil groaned, pushing in slowly and kissing down Dans throat to distract him.

“Ph-Phil…” Dan moaned, throwing his head back. “Fuck…” he whimpered, burying his face in Phil’s shoulder.

Slowly, Phil started to thrust, rolling his hips expertly and making Dan whine and claw at his back.

“Fuck-! Please, harder, fuck Phil.”

Phil let out a breathy laugh, speeding up his pace and snapping his hips harder into Dan. Dan let the most angelic noise Phil had ever heard rip from his throat, gripping Phil’s shoulders and pushing himself back on Phil’s cock.

Phil bit down on his earlobe, tugging gently while he fucked into him at a quick pace. Dan cried out.

“Phil, fuck, i’m gonna cum if you keep… doing that…”

Phil grinned, kissing his neck and rolling his hips to get as deep as possible.


Dan buried his face in Phil’s shoulder, moaning loudly and grinding back on him, coming and gripping him tightly. In a few more thrusts Phil finished too, moaning Dan’s name and biting down on his throat.

Phil pulled out, rolling off of him and intertwining their fingers. Dan grinned.

“That was a fun study date,” he muttered. Phil nodded.

“We should do it again sometime.”


I'm so proud of Dan Howell

I’m proud of both him and Phil for proudly stating that they’re feminists when they were asked in their live shows.
I’m proud of Dan for saying it’s wrong for society to try and force you into a box because of your sexuality.
I’m proud of Dan for saying it’s okay to be asexual and that it’s wrong that society is always so judgmental about everything such as sexuality and gender.
I love that he knows that the majority of his fanbase is not cishet and that he can spread positivity to his followers by saying they are valid

anonymous asked:

okay i really need a trans!pastel!dan and punk!trans!phil where they are first doing to dirty and that's when dan discovers phil is trans please?

warnings ; implied bullying, dysphoria, bruising from a binder.


“Babe, oh lord, what’s wrong?” Phil held his boyfriend tighter, wrapping his arms around the sobbing boy’s torso, a worried look painting his features. “Did they hurt you again? I swear to god, I’ll-”

Dan pulled back from the hug, throwing his arms around Phil’s neck and kissing him, hard. Phil kissed back immediately, using his thumb to wipe away the tears on Dan’s cheeks.

“Make it go away,” Dan whimpered when they finally pulled back a bit. “Please.”

“Baby, I wish I could.” Phil held him tighter, biting his lip. “I can hurt them back, if you’d like, I-”

“No,” Dan interrupted. “Fuck me.”

Phil froze. “What?”

“Fuck me,” Dan repeated. “I just wanna forget, please Phil.” He searched Phil’s eyes. “If you’re ready, of course.”

“Er, yeah,” Phil said. “Yeah, of course I am. Sure, let’s… let’s go to my house? After school?”

Dan nodded, his face stony. “Ok-kay. I’ll meet you outside. Love you.”

“I love you too,” Phil muttered, biting his lip, but Dan was already gone.

He reached up his shirt, straightening his binder. He was fucked.


The second they got to Phil’s room, Dan threw himself at him, kissing him passionately and letting his hands roam Phil’s body.

It wasn’t like they hadn’t made out before, but here, with the pretense that clothes were going to come off… it made Phil twitchy and nervous, like Dan was just going to suddenly rip his shirt off and see.

Dan tugged gently at the hem of his shirt, and Phil flinched, grabbing his wrists.

“Baby, slow down,” he breathed, pressing his forehead to Dan’s. “We’ve got time.”

He pushed his hands under Dan’s shirt instead, slowly helping him remove his light pink sweater. Dan tossed it aside, onto Phil’s floor.

Phil backed onto his bed, sitting down and pulling his boyfriend into his lap. He ran his fingertips over the binder.

“Can i take this off?” He asked softly, and Dan frowned.

“I… i don’t know.”

Phil leaned forward, kissing down Dan’s ear. “Baby, I know what’s under here, and it doesn’t make you any less of a boy.”

That made Dan nod slowly, and Phil carefully unclasped the object, letting it fall to the ground. He tutted when he saw the red, and in some places, purple, marks, lining his boyfriends chest. He ran his thumb over them, sighing when Dan flinched.

“Baby,” he said softly. “You can’t keep doing this. You have to be careful
You have to have some respect for your body, this isn’t safe or healthy.”

“I don’t have any respect for it, that’s the problem,” Dan mumbled, avoiding his eyes.

Phil sighed, cupping his cheeks in his hands and rubbing his thumbs under Dan’s eyes. “Dan, think of yourself in ten years. Do you want to be a beautiful boy, all after surgery, with smooth skin and no telling sign he’s trans? Or do you want scars and permanent bruises on your chest, just reminding you of the bad times of your transition?”

Dan stared at him, licking his lips and frowning. Finally, he nodded. “I suppose you’re right.”

Phil smiled, kissing his cheek. “Good boy.”

He moved his mouth to Dan’s neck, biting and sucking at a certain spot to leave a love bite. Dan shivered, clinging to his shirt.

“I’m surprised you- fuck- you know so much about… this stuff,” he breathed, pausing to curse when Phil bit down on the sensitive skin. Phil chuckled.

“Yeah. You would be surprised.”

Phil pulled back, nudging Dan’s nose with his. “You can take my shirt off now,” he breathed.

Dan tugged at the hem of his shirt, pulling it up over his head and tossing it aside.

“Oh,” Dan blurted, staring at him, his eyes flicking between his face and his chest. “Oh, oh my god.”

Phil scratched the back of his neck sheepishly, flashing him a sad smile. “Sorry. I should have told you…”

“Shut up,” Dan interrupted him, unclasping Phil’s binder and letting it fall. “Oh my god.”

Before Phil could say anything else Dan attached his mouth to Phil’s nipple, swirling his tongue, and Phil moaned.

When Dan pulled back, there were tears in his eyes. Phil’s eyes widened, and he grabbed his shoulders.

“Baby, don’t cry, what’s wrong?”

Dan laughed, sniffing. “I’m so fucking stupid, Jesus. You let me complain about dysphoria, and bullying, and periods, and binder trouble while you were going through the same shit?”

Phil shrugged, grinning. “Kinda.”

“Wow. I am one whiny bitch.”

Phil laughed, pulling Dan closer by his lower back. “You’re my whiny bitch.”

“Now that’s just kinky.”

Phil chuckled, continuing to kiss at his neck, flipping them around so he was on top of his boyfriend.

“Thank you,” Dan breathed, intertwining their hands and smiling softly.

“What in the world are you thanking me for?”

Dan rolled his eyes. “For putting up with me.”

Phil took a shuddery breath, kissing Dan on the mouth, hard. “Baby, I think I wanna put up with you for the rest of my life.”

No Wrong Way

Summary: This isn’t how he’s supposed to be. Phil is in love with the girl he thinks Dan is. Dan can’t bear to disappoint him with the truth.

Warnings: Transphobia

Word Count: 6012

Author’s Notes: i’ve wanted to do a trans!dan au for a long time, so here it is. and i mean, pastel and punk au is my fave au, so might as well throw it in.

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You can’t spell challenge without change

Summary: Dan coming out on youtube. Phil comforting him when he brakes down.

Word count: 1180

A/N: I would just like to say that I am not trans myself and therefor don’t know how it is to be trans. I just hope I didn’t offend anybody writing this. First phanfic on this blog, but hope for it to be more.


The loading sign for the YouTube page was almost full and soon the video named “We need to talk” started to play.

  “Hey, Internet,” the brown haired boy said with a salute and a smile. “Today I 

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Following Spree

So I just purged my following of blogs that no longer interest me as well as inactive blogs. I’m now looking for active blogs that post about any of the following:

Harvest Moon
Ice Skating
Yuzuru Hanyu
Yuri on Ice
Animal Crossing
Self Care
Legend of Zelda
Dan and Phil
FTM Trans related things
Resident Evil 7
Most Horror Games Basically
American Horror Story
Game of Thrones
Funny/Cute comics or doodles

I might update this post if I think of anything else. Please like or reblog if you post about these

Red, Lies and 'I Love You's

Summary: Phil and trans!Dan are at Playlist Live and run into a complication when Dan gets his period during a meetup. Phil and Louise come to the rescue. Fluff.

Warnings: ftm transgender dysphoria, mentions of blood, swearing

Word Count: 6.8k

Disclaimer: I don’t identify as transgender, so if there are any inaccuracies or things I should change, let me know. The feeling of dysphoria described is based on my personal experience from identifying as agender (more or less - it’s complicated).

A/N: It’s been two weeks since I posted so I thought I’d finish off a fic I started a while back. I have a number of others up my sleeve which I’ll hopefully get done soon. Hope you enjoy.

It was the first day of Playlist Live and Dan and I had woken up really early from the jet lag. Our morning hadn’t been too busy; we ordered some room service for breakfast and spent a while editing and scrolling tumblr on our laptops, in our pyjamas.

Eventually the time came when we had to attend a panel. Dan was a bit hesitant to get dressed, telling me that his chest seemed really achy and sensitive today. There wasn’t really anything we could do, so he reluctantly put his binder on and we got on with the day.

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Hey guys I wanted to do this little vine because I felt it was really important to me. The trans community is by far the most strongest and resilient communities that I’ve ever seen. Each and everyone of you has had it hard from the beginning. I’m so proud to see your strength and persistence to keep going and getting to the body that you truly deserved from the very beginning. You are brave, you are beautiful, you are confident to be the person who you truly are and you are what make me happy and proud to be apart of the lbgt community, thank you all <3

Of Lions and Pronouns

Of all the subjects taught at Hogwarts, gender identity isn’t one of them.  It didn’t come easily, but he eventually found his way.  And he never could have done it without Phil.  Hufflepuff!Phil and Gryffindor!Dan
Phan Hogwarts!AU with trans!Dan, much fluff, such AU, wow, 4.5k~ish
Warnings: body image/dysphoria,anxiety?? 

When Danielle was born, her name went on the list for attending Hogwarts.  She came from a pureblood family, so it wasn’t a surprise.  She had bright chocolate brown eyes, a few wisps of brown hair, and remarkably beautiful eyelashes for a newborn.

When Danielle was four, she accidentally did magic for the first time.  Of course it wouldn’t have been anything simple like making a book fly across the room.  No, Danielle set the peach tree in the backyard on fire.  Her parents simply smiled and put it out easily.  She would someday be a powerful witch.

When Danielle was nine, she was already pretty adept with magic, but preferred to read in her room.  Well, she didn’t prefer reading in her room, but it was better than the alternative: trying to socialize with the neighborhood children.  There were a few other wizarding children in the village where the Howell family resided, but Danielle didn’t get along with any of them.  The boys teased her for wanting to do “boy things” and she never quite understood what all the “girl things” were about.  So she kept to herself.

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I need more blogs to follow...

Heyo, I’ve been on tumblr for a while, and I need some other blogs to follow other than Phan…

So, pLeAsE reblog if you’re this type of blog:

- AmazingPhil/danisnotonfire/phandom 

- Melanie Martinez/Crybaby

- Twenty One Pilots/Josh Dun/Tyler Joseph 

- Trans / Homosexual / LGBTQ+ rights

- Quotes

- Aesthetic

- Fashion / Makeup

- Artsy

- Funny

- Sims 4 cc/Sims 4

I’m going to take a lil sneakity peakity at yo blog, and follow if the content looks good! :) thanks ya’ll