dans face i was smiling so much


| Authors note: Prompt came from @porn-daddy-dan-howell and one of their anons, the post can be found here –> http://porn-daddy-dan-howell.tumblr.com/post/152756671037/okay-okay-okay-climbing-into-dans-lap-while

Credit to them for the idea. |

| Warnings: None. |


It was cold, as her bare feet pattered against the floor, making her way into the office.

Dan sat at the desk, editing one of his videos, lost in focus and thought.

[Y/N] silently walked up to him, climbing onto the chair with him, legs on either side of his thighs, burying her face into the crook of his neck, her arms around his body, absorbing his warmth.

“I got cold.” She mumbled.

He smiled, resting his free hand on her lower back, smiles upon each of their faces, Dan looked at the clock, it read 2:31 a.m., he’d be working late so much, he doubted that [Y/N]’s entire motivation was warmth, though her body was quite cold, and believed rather it was his attention she wanted, nonetheless he continued his work.

Not even 4 minutes later, Dan heard a soft, content sigh escape her lips, and soon, she drifted into a deep slumber.

His smile grew, and he placed a kiss upon her forehead, his cheek against her head as he continued his work once more.

He soon became tired, deciding to take a break and relish in the moment, her body against his, light snores escaping her lips.

Dan’s arms drifted to wrap around her body, holding her closer to him, softly stroking her back, lulling his head back against the back of his office chair, eyes closing in comfort.

Sleep began to wash over him, several times he contemplated on whether he should carry [Y/N] to bed or not, but he decided against it, he would hate to wake her, so he decided to sleep here, with her, in a tiny office chair.

He pulled her closer, wishing there were a blanket near by for her, but the closest thing was his bomber jacket, which was huge on her, so he grabbed it carefully as to not wake her, and draped it over her body, once again wrapping his arms around her, holding her close.

Dan pressed his lips to her temple, pulling away and looking at her sleeping form, once more a smile cracked onto his face, and he whispered “Sweet dreams” to her before falling asleep himself, editing long forgotten.

Request 16- Babysitting
I placed the phone back in my pocket as I skipped down the hall towards the kitchen where I left Dan.
“You’re happy, what’s happened?” He joked in response to the bright smile on my face. I told him about agreeing to babysit Darcy while Louise was at a meeting and his face dropped.

“Come on Daaaan, it’ll be fun!” I whined, he knew how much I loved Darcy so I didn’t see what his issue was.

I opened the door to see a small, giggling bundle of joy and Louise infront of me. Crouching down to her size, I smiled and pinched Darcy’s nose. The two of us giggled some more before she went running up to Dan. Louise and I followed, talking about how excited Darcy was.

“Okay so you know what needs to be done and how to look after her. I’ll be back at around 5” Louise smiled before walking down the stairs to the door “be good for y/n and Dan” she told Darcy before leaving.

Dan had gone to get changed into his sweats while I sat with Darcy watching  ‘The lion guard’. The six foot man came back into the room to see the two of us giggling at him and Phil who had voice overs in the episode we were watching.

I lifted Darcy onto my lap and glanced up at Dan to see him looking down at the two of us, smiling from ear to ear. He hadn’t bothered straightening his hair so his small hobbit curls remained.

I leaned forward to whisper something to Darcy, suspicion flooding Dans face. Her blue eyes lit up as she screamed at the top of her voice.
“Do you want Dan to help us?” I asked, Dan still completely confused.

Before I knew it, Darcy was tugging at Dans leg for him to crouch down to her height.
“Daaaan” she began, her hands tangled in his hair “do you want to bake cookies with us?” She finished with a small giggle.

The three of us made our way to the kitchen where I kept my recipe books. Darcy made her way over the the one named ‘cookies and cakes’ and began turning the pages. As she looked through the book I bought her soft blonde hair into a small bun ontop of her head. I looked up to Dan as I did the same with my hair. He smiled back at me before wrapping his arms around me and resting his head on mine; both of us looking over at Darcy who was still searching for her favourite recipe.

Dan read out the ingredients as Darcy and I weighed and stirred. After 30 minutes of complete giggling we had the cookies in the oven for another 10 minutes. I beckoned Darcy over to me while Dan was putting things away; the bag of flour in my hand. My index finger went to my lip to shush her as I walked behind Dan. My hand, full of flour, went to his hair and released the flour over his head. Darcy started giggling as Dan turned to look at us.  I joined Darcy’s giggling as Dan realised what I had done.

Before I had any concept of what was happening the oven was beeping, notifying us of the cookies. I bought them out of the oven and turned it off. Turning around I saw three of us where covered in flour; Dan had most of it in his hair.

“Now the cookies are done, I think the three of us need to go clean up” I said in a slightly strict manner. Dan agreed and began walking towards the bathroom. “And you missus” I smiled at Darcy who was sulking at me. “Listen, Mommy’s going to be mad of she comes to pick you up and you’re covered in flour” I smiled.

We reached the bathroom where I began to wipe the flour off Darcy and he clothes. Dan stood in the door way; ever time I looked up at him he was smiling down at me.

When the flour was finally gone we made our way to the bedroom where I got Darcy’s spare clothes from my draw. No one else knew about the clothes I bought for her so both of them stood with different expressions on their faces.

Soon all three of us where sat on the sofa watching Disney movies. Dan sat in his usual corner while I cuddled up to him. Darcy sat in the small gap between our legs, singing to every disney song that played. Every now and then I felt Dan leave a kiss on the top of my head, causing my smile to widen.

I looked up to him and we joined lips in a small kiss while Darcy coninued singing.
“I love you” he whispered as I leaned back into him.


Due to the awards last night and how overwhelmingly proud I am of these boys, I wanted to do a throwback to when I met them, the absolute best experience of my life. We got told we get one picture each and its a quick, in-and- out. But they let us talk to them however long we wanted pretty much and take a few pictures. When I first walked in I was a wreck and was fighting tears but just so overwhelmingly happy I slammed face first into dans chest (he just laughed it off and smiled) I then hugged Phil and he doesn’t let go if you don’t. I explained to them how much their videos meant to me because I was bedridden for a long time when I started having seizures and used their videos to cope. Dan and Phil were some of the only people that made me smile when I was sick and being able to tell them that meant the world to me. They got me out of a very dark time. Dan thanked me for watching their videos and supporting them, and Phil very sincerely told me how much that meant to him, and how that is the whole reason he does what he does. They also told me they liked my necklace and dan saw I had a letter in my hand and promised they would read it later. I asked if I could have another hug and dan stuck out his arms open wide and said “WELL OF COURSE!!” SO I hugged them both again and waited for my friend on the side. (Which I wasn’t supposed to do, but because I have a medical condition they let me) when my friend asked if she could bring me back in for another picture, they both waved me back to come in and thanked laughed at our “dan and Phil dresses” they say you should never meet your heroes but they surpassed any expectations I ever had. They were the kindest, sweetest, people and you could tell they cared about the people they were meeting and they cared about their audience. Anyway, I’m already emotional. I’m just so proud of them and I like to remind myself that they are kind, genuine people that made me the happiest girl in the world that day.

l And Phil, I’m so proud of you for winning creator of the year!! CONGRATS SUNSHINE!!!
Let’s make a baby part 4 D|H

A/N : This is part 4 of the LMAB series (omg that abbreviation looks like lamb uhmm I feel like we should not use this) This is a super fluffy and cute part. It’s like the calm before the storm. (yes, I have some drama planned) 

(pt1, pt2, pt3

I remember how Adrian walked into our room while Dan was already downstairs. “Good morning” he said, his voice much deeper than it was when I first met him. “Morning” I said back and smiled.

“So… you are pregnant ?” he asked grinning. I nodded proudly. “Once the baby is born, can I be the godfather ?” he said and his faces glowed with excitement. “Maybe, who knows” I answered and shoved that thought to the back of my head so I would remember it for later. “I hope the little thing will not look like Dan. I saw some baby pictures and believe me he was not one of those cute squishes but more like a drooling monster.” he laughed. “I was cute though” he added. I couldn’t hold back loud laughters although I felt a bit bad for laughing at my boyfriend. “So, if you are pregnant does that mean that you and my brother have a lot of sex ?” the teenager boy smirked at me mischievously while I still tried to calm down.  “Okay that’s enough!” Dan, who had just walked in, said sternly.

It’s been two months since I’m pregnant now, the flat was full with pregnancy books and Dan had read every pregnancy page on the internet that existed. “When should we tell my viewers ?” he asked at the breakfast table. With him being famous there were some additional obligations. “It’s way to early. After our second ultrasound maybe and we haven’t even been to our first. By the way it’s been now 10 days since I should have gotten my period.” I said more excitingly than I should have. “Other exciting news are that me and Phil are doing the radio show today.” he informed me. I took a bite from my toast and nodded. “What is today’s hashtag ?” I wanted to know since they are always hilarious.”Well, Phil is going to talk about how he -” that’s all I could understand before I was too busy with concentrating on my stomach that felt like it was filled with stones. I felt some warm semi solid food rising up my throat and to Dan’s surprise I jumped from my seat and sprinted to the bathroom. I made it right in time. As soon as I knelt down in front of the toilet I opened my mouth and started puking. It was honestly disgusting. Dan rushed after me and although he hated vomit nearly as much as moths and the dark he knelt behind me and held my hair back. His warm hands stroked my back as drops of sweat appeared on my forehead. My throat made that awful sound as I pressed my hands against the white tiles. It was way too early for throwing up,but after my breakfast and some stomach acid had left my stomach I felt better. I was left with a burning and sore throat and a bitter taste in my mouth. After I cleaned my face off I sat down on the sofa in the living room and Dan jogged to the kitchen and got me something to drink.

“Here you go, baby” he said as he handed me a glass of strawberry juice. “It looks like you do have some 5 weeks pregnancy symptoms.” he said with a half smile. I felt mixed emotions about that, I mean throwing up was definitely bad but since the cause of it was something so good I was sure that I could get through this. Dan sat down beside me and I leaned against his chest. “Thank you for being such a supportive boyfriend” I whispered while I played with his huge left hand. “Anything for my two babies” he said proudly. Since I felt like I hadn’t slept all night I decided to rest a bit while Dan prepared some stuff for the radio show. At around 7 pm he slowly opened our bedroom door to find me still half asleep in the bed. “Sorry to interrupt, darling” he said and turned the light on. He walked over to his wooden closet and got the black thermal shirt out that he had recently bought. I watched him as he took off the t shirt he was currently wearing and although he would never believe me I thought that his body was actually really fit. To be honest shirtless Dan was such a weakness of mine. “Your so hot, baby.” I whispered as loudly as possible. He grinned. “If I weren’t that tired, I would definitely get up and you know” I said with heavy eyelids. “Sweetie are you alright ?” Dan suddenly said and walked over to the bed. I nodded. “Yeah, I’m just tired.” I reassured him. “Those symptoms seem to hit you hard, darling” he said, pitying me. “I feel bad for leaving you alone. I could call in and have Phil do the show on his own ?” he suggested while he softly kissed my forehead. “Wouldn’t you also feel bad for leaving Phil alone ?” I asked and smiled. “Well, he is not to one who is pregnant.” Dan explained. I laughed and shook my head slightly. “Go and help Phil, I’ll be alright.” I spoke completely sure. But he was still not convinced. “Are you-” he started but I cut him off. “Just go to work, Daniel” I laughed and he pressed a last kiss on my lips and headed to the radio station. 


A/N: I decided to make this all fluff just cause I really suck at smut so yeah! Also send me random questions in my ask box you want to know about me!

If any of you are dealing with low self-esteem, please remember that you are beautiful, and that I’m here if you need to talk😊

Dan’s POV

I kept staring into the mirror, unable to tear my eyes away. Why do I have so much fat on my stomach? Why can’t I be actually attractive? Why can’t I be good enough for Y/N?

I sigh, shake my head, and pad out to the kitchen where Y/N is, making tea. She turns around and smiles at me, looking beautiful as always. Even with my insecure thoughts plaguing my mind, I force a smile onto my face and say, “morning, love.”

“Morning!” She chirps in return. She hands me a cup of tea, and I kiss her on the cheek as a thanks, making her cheeks tint red. Adorable.

The rest of our day goes on as normal; it’s rainy and cold outside, a perfect excuse to stay inside all day. These days always consist of us watching a movie together, scrolling through our respective tumblr dashboards together, and little kissing sessions everywhere around the flat. However, about 16:30, one of our kissing sessions got slightly more heated.

It was simple. We were lying on the couch, Y/N on top of me, tracing patterns on my chest with her delicate fingers. She slowly inched her way up to my mouth, and we began to kiss. My tongue slipped into her mouth almost instantly, and the kisses became more passionate. A few minutes in, she snuck her hands under my jumper. I instinctively flinched, sitting up, taking her with me.

She frowned, and said, “Dan, are you okay?” I shook my head, “I’m fine. I’ll just… Be back.” I quickly got up and went into our bedroom, closing the door behind me. God I felt so bad about that. But I just couldn’t bring myself to be okay with my body, so how could Y/N? I take a shuddering breath as a tear trickles down my cheek. I slightly jump when I hear Y/N open the door cautiously.

She peeks her head in, but rushes in when she sees me sat on the bed with tears. “Babe, what’s wrong?” She takes a seat beside me, clutching onto my arm.

“S-sorry I did that,” I mutter. “I don’t care, Dan, just tell me what’s wrong,” she replies. How was I going to say this?

“Look Y/N, I don’t expect you to understand or anything…”

“Try me,” she says softly.

“I just… My body. It’s not great, or even good. I hate looking at myself in the mirror, it just aggravates me. I hate it all.”

She goes quiet for a moment before asking, “why would you think I wouldn’t understand?”

“Easy,” I say. “You’re beautiful, stunning. Perfect.”

“Well, Dan,” she begins, “I don’t see that in myself, but that’s what you think of me. I think you are incredible, handsome, and adorable, but you don’t see it in yourself. It’s human nature to think like that, but trust me in saying that I love you and your body so very very much.”

I look at Y/N adoringly, and say, “thank you, love. That means the world.” We both just smile at each other and cuddle in comfortable silence, at peace with the world and ourselves.

Skype sex 101

“Hi kitten!”

The sound of Phil’s voice brought a small smile to the pastel boys face, along with a light blush that covered his cheeks.

“Hi!” Dan said with a little more happier tone than his boyfriend, and that’s because he just felt genially happy whenever he saw Phil; even if he’s had a sorta rough day, well week actually.

“How was your day gorgeous?”

“If I’m being honest, stressful.”

“Yeah? Why’s that?”

“I just miss you so fucking much and I’m horny and needy and I really need you right now..” Dan let out a small whine as he rambled on; so sexually frustrated he wasn’t even really aware of what he was saying.

“I miss you too kitten, daddy will be home soon alright? Just a few more days and I’ll be there to touch you and make sure you’re pleased..” Phil’s tone of voice changed, it was a bit deeper, a bit more dominate.

“But daddy I can’t wait any longer! I haven’t touched myself all week! This isn’t fair..” Dan lips formed into a pout, he didn’t care if he was acting childish. It was just his way of trying to get what he wanted, sometimes it worked; others it didn’t.


Phil’s voice had a little more dominance in it. Which made Dan shut up real quick.

“‘Now, you’ve been good boy. Not touching yourself all week? I’m proud of you. And you know what good boys get right?”

Dan shook his head, if he were to take a wild guess he probably get it right. But playing smart wasn’t in his book right now.

“Good boys get to cum.”

Dan bit his lower lip, feeling his white skinnies getting a little tighter than usual.

“Why are you all silent baby? I know you want to cum. Now c'mon strip for daddy.”

Dan didn’t need to be told twice, he sat up a little so he was able to pull off his white skinnies; finally being able to take these damn things off.

“Black lace? Hm.. I’m surprised it wasn’t a pair of your cute pastel ones.” Phil bit his lower lip, letting his eyes scan over Dan’s body.

“Mm, wanted to surprise you daddy..” He mumbled shamelessly, tossing the jeans to the floor, making a mental note to pick those up later.

“Hm, were you planning on having skype sex today?” Lips formed into a smirk, making Dan feel just a bit more confident.

“Hm, maybeee..” The pastel said, running a finger teasingly under the waistband of the lacy panties, making sure his boyfriend had a perfect view.

“Naughty boy..” These words weren’t very clear to make out since Phil was currently removing his shirt.
Dan bit his lower lip and took his time to look over Phil’s body, the boy was honestly a masterpiece in Dan’s eyes. Tattoos covered both his arms and one on his neck.
The tattoos were probably one of his favorite parts about his boyfriend. How much color they had and they were all so unique..
Dan snapped out of his thoughts when he remembered what he was supposed to be doing; stripping for his daddy.

In one swift motion the pastel boy removed the panties; shyly covering himself.

“Baby don’t act so shy all of a sudden, you’re gorgeous alright?”

Dan’s cheeks were a darker shade of red and he nodded, slowly pulling off his jumper which knocked his flower crown off his head in the process; he could careless right now.

“Beautiful..” Phil mumbled, letting his eyes wonder over Dan’s body.

“Thanks.” Dan’s response was a little more cocky; something Phil was used to by now.

The punk didn’t response, only continued to remove both his jeans and boxers.
While Phil was distracted with that, Dan moved off the bed and over to the bedside drawer, biting his lower lip.

“Kitten what are you looking for?”
Dan’s response was only a giggle as he grabbed what he needed.

“This!” He smiled, holding up a bottle of lube: cherry of course.

“Plan on fingering yourself baby?” Phil not his lower lip and ran a hand through his hair; pushing it back a little.

“Mhmm.” The younger boy hummed, putting a little on his fingers to warm it up.
Once he finished warming up the lube and laid back.

“You look so good baby, mm wish I was there to finger you instead..” And that’s where the dirty talk began, he didn’t even need to look to know Phil had his hand wrapped around that cock of his.

“Fuck..” Dan whined as he pushed one finger in; he knew he could take more than just that but he needed to pace himself.
Phil let out a low moan before he could even speak,
“oh come on kitten, add another finger it won’t hurt.”
And Dan knew it wouldn’t hurt, hell. He could take three or four fingers if he really tried.
But he just obeyed Phil and added another finger; back slightly arching off the bed.
“D-Daddy.. Mm..” He was in pure bliss, not touching yourself for a week was awful but it made every little touch feel even better.
“See doesn’t that feel- mm.. Better?”
The punks words being interrupted by a tiny noise. And Dan would admit he loves the noises his boyfriend makes, even if it’s a tiny one.
“So much better.. Wish these were your fingers daddy..” He moaned out, slightly scissoring them.
“Only a few more days kitten..then I’ll be there and we can do whatever you’d like.”
Phil’s voice was low and quiet but you could still make out what the boy was saying.

Dan squirmed a little as he added another finger; a loud moan escaping his lips in which he made no attempt to cover it. He wasn’t ashamed of his noises and honestly didn’t care if the neighbors heard.
“Mmm, fuck..” He panted softly; Phil already knew he wouldn’t last long, he’s only nineteen after all.

“Hm, baby go ahead and wrap your hand around your cock. But keep fingering yourself..”

Dan only responded with a nod, which was pointless because Phil couldn’t really see at the angle he was at.
Dan brought his other hand up and wrapped it around his cock, starting to pump slowly at first.

“You’re close I can tell.”

The younger boy whined, trying to deny that.

“You can cum kitten, I don’t mind. You’re doing so good for daddy so go ahead. Cum.”

All it really took was for Phil to say those words and he came, moaning loudly and arching his back off the bed
“F-fuck..” He whined, slowly pulling his fingers out and wiping them on the bed the sheets.

“Mm, sorry daddy.. I didn’t mean to cum so early..”

“ ’s fine kitten, but daddy still needs to cum.. Think you can help him out?”

Dan nodded, he knew exactly what the older male meant.

“C'mon daddy, cum for me please? I know you want to..” He started, still in his post orgasm stage.
“Just imagine If you were with me, my hand on your cock- or even better my mouth on your cock.” Dirty talk for Dan was like a hobby, he didn’t it for both of their pleasure.

“Close kitten..” Phil said in between pants, his hand moving just a bit faster.

“Daddy just think of all the things we can do when you get back, I’ll ride you, you can tie me up, spank me, I’m yours, use me how you want.” A small smirk played on Dan’s lips as he heard a loud moan.

“Fuck.. Can’t wait to get home baby..” Not a full sentence, but Dan wouldn’t blame him.

The pastel didn’t say anything, because nothing really need to be said.

“I love you..” He randomly blurted out after a few minutes of letting Phil come off of his high.

“I love you too.”
A/N: ew this is so bad

He Said Yes

Picture Credit: dostmotherknowyou

Hope you enjoy this! I based it on the art btw :/


Dan was amazed by the view, Phils arm was tightly wrapped around Dans waist. Cherry Blossoms were everywhere on the field, “I love you so much” Phil whispered in Dans ear causing his cheeks to go a rich shade of red, “I love you too” his lover replied. Dan and his boyfriend was having a little stroll through a field nearby the hotel, words cannot explain how beautiful the sight was. Whilst Dan was mindlessly staring at the lake Phil couldn’t help it, he just couldn’t take his eyes of Dan.

Phil was grateful for Dan, god he loved him so much it physically hurt. “Is there something on my face?” Dan asked, “Wha-? Oh no, you’re just so beautiful” Phil said with a calming smile. Dan giggled and he nudged Phil. “Do you want to go for something to eat and come back later?” Phil asked, tightening the grip around Dans waist. Dan agreed.

They went to a small place and had sushi, they both really enjoyed it. Phil was so excited for tonight, he was finally going to make his boyfriend into his fiancé soon!

“Shall we go back?” Dan asked with a smile on his face, “sure, babe”. They walked back to the field near the hotel and started talking about how they are both really grateful for this break. It was really nice, you know? Everything was so peaceful and stress free.

Dan had his back turned to admire the scene of the sunset, “Dan?” Phil said, catching his attention, “Hm?” he said turning around. This was it. Phil lowered and got on one knee. “Dan, I love you so much, you are literally my everything, I’m really grateful that you are mine. Daniel James Howell, will you marry me?” Phil asked. Dan’s eyes widen with shock, he couldn’t reply. He was shaking at this point, all he could do was nod. He nodded eagerly. “Yes! Oh my god, yes!” Dan exclaimed.

Dan started laughing as he watched Phil slip the ring onto his finger. Dan had tears in his eyes, Phil stood up to kiss his fiancé and hugged him. Although Dan couldn’t hold his balance causing them both to knock to the ground whilst laughing.


Genre: Fluff/Smut

Word Count: 1233

Warnings: Smut

Description:  Dan and Phil get married and can’t even make it to their hotel to begin their wedding.


Phil’s mum had Dan and Phil in a steel grip, hugging them both against her tightly.

“Oh, I love you boys so much! I’m so happy today.” She bubbled, squeezing tighter.

“I love you, too, Mum.” Phil said, laughing.

“Love you…Mum.” Dan said in a quieter voice, before pulling back and smiling widely, his face pink tinted from being overwhelmed.

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“I’ve got a plan, everything’s gonna be okay”
so story time: I was basically very nervous and I walked around the background and Dan is there with his arms open and says “hey!!”. his face is so much rounder irl and HIS DIMPLES OKAY. his pants really do sag btw it’s hilarious. anyway, I hugged Dan and being so short I basically hugged his waist but he smelled amazing and was so warm. I hugged Phil next which was such a blur but frankly I wanna know what cologne they wear because wow. after I hugged them, I pulled out my drawing of them (I’ll post a better photo later) and Dan was like “wow did you actually draw this?!” I was a stuttering mess but I managed to smile and say yes. I said “Dan can you write “I’ve got a plan, everything’s gonna be okay” on this. I’m getting this as a tattoo for my 16 birthday.“ Phil looked so happy and just glowing okay. so I’m holding the paper so Dan can sign it and I slips out of my hand aND HITS DAN IN THE FACE. Phil just started laughing as I was basically mortified. Phil said "wow Dan don’t get a paper cut” and Dan basically replied with a laugh. after that terribly awkward incident they asked if I wanted to take a selfie. still stuttering, I asked if we could hold hands in the picture. Dan grabbed my hand and I grabbed Phil’s and ok they’re hands are so strong but soft and warm and just wow. so we take the picture and me (still stuttering and shaking) says goodbye and “i love you guys”. I can report that Dans hair is so much curlier irl and he stands with his hands on his hips casually and tried very hard not to acknowledge the many sexual innuendos during the show. Phil is a literal ball of sunshine. his eyes are absolutely beautiful and he makes you feel so comfortable. I’m just so proud and thankful for everything they’ve done for all of us.
@danisnotonfire @amazingphil

Dan and Phil made a collab video, in which they complimented each other’s features a lot and there’s so much touching. Their fingers traced along the other’s face and little comments like “I love your eyelashes” or “I love your lips” filled the air while they stared intensively and got drunk in their best friend’s beauty. They eventually gave in and leaned forward to have a light kiss on the lips but pulled away immediately. Dan and Phil kissed again but only in a platonic way to prove their everlasting friendship. Afterwards they looked at the camera, Dan and Phil has been waiting for this day since they first met at the train station back in the 2009. A small smile formed on their lips, they both breathed out: “Platonic.”

Imagine this

Dan coming home from his holiday and opening the door, calling “Phil, I’m home” as he walks in.

Phil rushing towards the door and hugging Dan tight, burying his face in his neck and rocking back and forth, tears beginning to form in his eyes.

Dan noticing that Phil is crying and holding him even closer, murmuring into his hair that “it’s okay, I’m here now”, and Phil repeating “I missed you so much.”

Them staying in this embrace for minutes on end, before Dan whispers softly into Phil’s hair: “Come on Philly, let’s go make some popcorn. We can watch Anime too if you want.”

Phil nodding happily and letting go, the smile not leaving his face for the rest of the night as they sat together watching Death Note and eating popcorn.

He had Dan back.

Request: Juice’s angel (Part 2) - The End

Request: I’m a VS model and the club need my help and they are shock to see me as a grown women and Juice tells me his feeling. 

More SOA drama? Here we go… 

Tig Trager Warns You, This Imagine Contains: violence


Originally posted by batmaun

You saw the confusion in Dan’s face and ignored your feelings, smiling and getting up to greet him.

“Dan!”, you opened your arms, pulling him to them. “Oh so much time! Thank you for being here. Juan really needs your help”

The photographer smiled, but it didn’t showed a lot of confidence. He sat in front of you and looked at Juice, raising an eyebrow.

“Is this your friend?”, he asked, finally getting comfortable. You nodded, smiling too, a faked one, but that seemed to convince Dan. “Son, you will be a fine model, I tell you that. Well, you need a little help, of course… Are these tattoos real? The ones in your head? You know, the bad boy look is a thing these days, but eventually you might consider remove them, to… Get more serious works and…”

Dan didn’t have time to say more, Jax Teller sat next to him, a smirk on his lips. The photographer looked at you, surprised.

“Is this another friend?”, he asked, trying to hide his fear. “Are you trying the model career too?”

“No”, Jax said. “But I do want some photos from you”

Dan looked at you, your smile had disappeared and you turned your attention to the, now cold, cup of tea. You heard the man sighed and try to get up, but Jax held him seated on his chair.

“We have a friend in common Dan”, Jax said. “A politician…”

“Oh shit!”, Dan whined. “I knew it, I knew that the those cars on my street where not my imagination. Blondie, you don’t know who you are messing with. He might have a gun pointed to your head, right…”

It was like Dan had said the magical words. The restaurant’s window exploded, glass flying everywhere. You felt a strong arm pull you to the floor as you tried to protect yourself. You heard screams and more shots. You felt like your head would explode too, barely hearing what Juice was saying. He lifted you and took you outside. You glanced the Sons around you and the confusion of people running to the street.

“Y/N…Y/N, please, look at me… Y/N!”, you finally focused on Juice in front of you and saw the helmet he was handing. “We have to go”

“Dan…”, you mumbled and started to cry when Juice shook his head. Dan hadn’t make it. You wanted to go back to the restaurant, see his body with your own eyes, but Juice held you again, begging for you to go with him.

You nodded and he hopped on his bike. You did the same, hugging him tight as he ran away from that place. You were conscious of the other bikes, but barely noticed the streets, only opening your eyes when you felt Juice stop. You were back at your apartment.

“Stay here”, you heard Jax say before run through the space where the building’s door used to be. Now there was only broken glass on the floor.

“Jesus!”, you covered your mouth and stumbled on your own feet. Juice wrapped his arms around you, not letting you fall.

“Breathe baby, just breathe”, he was whispering in your ear, running his fingers through your hair. You calmed down, letting Juice hug you until Tig walked out of the building, telling you to go upstairs.

You entered in the apartment, followed close by Juice. The place was a mess. Pillows everywhere, more broken glass on the floor and drawers open. You looked at Jax and sighed, shaking your head in disbelief.

“Who? Who is this person?”, you asked.

“It’s better for you not to know”, Clay mumbled, walking around, looking at the broken things. “And it would be good if you pack your bags, fast”

“What?”, you were shocked. You knew how Samcro worked, but you couldn’t leave LA like that.

“Sis…”, Jax walked towards you. “You have to come with us. They, whoever they are, already know about you. We can’t risk let you here, not even with a Son to protect you. You have to go to Charming, at least until we solve this”

You closed your eyes, pinching your nose, trying not to freak out. When you opened them again, everybody was looking at you, waiting. You sighed and turned around, walking to your bedroom.

“Just give a minute…”, you raised your hand and closed the door behind you.


Jax was right, you couldn’t stay in LA. This person had broken into your apartment and shot against you in a restaurant. Dan… Dan got killed. You grabbed the bags you had in the closet and started to gather the most important things. You didn’t have time to leave a note or call your friends, you would have to do that after arrive in Charming.

Charming… You hand’t been there in years and now you were going back. Your bags were in the van and you were in the passenger seat, waiting for the prospect who would drive it. The door opened and you turned your head to face him, getting surprised when you saw Juice there.

“Where is the prospect?”, you asked.

“With my bike”, he said turning the van on. “Don’t worry Y/N, I’m here”

You stared at each other for a while. You saw his worried eyes and remembered the talk on the restaurant earlier.

“Juice…”, you started, but he closed his eyes, shaking his head.

“We can talk later”, he whispered, turning on his seat to look at the street. His brothers were already ready to leave. “You should get some sleep now. Don’t worry, we will be in Charming before you notice it”

You felt the van move and whispered an “okay”, before turned to look through the window again. You looked at the road for a while, before feel your eyelids getting heavy, diving into sleep.


You woke up before the group arrive in Charming, the awkward silence in the van following you until the TM. The van stopped and you got out, looking around. You heard her before see her, being wrapped in her arms.

“I can’t believe!”, Gemma screamed and hugged you tight. “I missed you girl, I missed you so much”

“I missed you too Gem”, you hugged her back, smelling the cigarettes she was smoking earlier. “Where is Luann?”

“I’ll call her right now”, Gemma smiled, looking at the boys leaving their bikes. “I bet you have a lot to tell right?”

“You have no idea”, you sighed, letting Gemma guide you to the clubhouse.

“You can tell me later”, she smiled. “I bet all you want it a shower right now”


Gemma gave you clean towels and let you alone in the dorm. You took your time under the shower and thanked for the clean clothes. You didn’t want to face the club, but there was no escape, so you looked at the mirror once more and opened the door. You would leave but there was a person blocking your way. Juice.

“Hi”, he said, clearly embarrassed. “I was about to knock… Can we… Can we talk?”

“Hm… Sure…”, you stepped aside and Juice followed you inside the bedroom, closing the door behind him.

“I’m sorry”, he started, hands on his pockets. “I’m sorry for your friend, for involve you in this… I don’t know what else to say, but… You can count on me”

“Thank you”, you said. You stared at each other in silence. Was that the awkward moment where you would talk about your feelings for each other?

“Sure…”, he finally said, turning around to leave. “Everybody is waiting for you”

His hand was close to the doorknob, but you stopped him. You needed to say what you were feeling. “I still feel the same”, you blurted. Juice turned around, his mouth slightly open as he looked at you. “I left because I was mad at you, it’s true. I didn’t want to keep seeing you around the croweaters, ignoring me. I liked you and… I still do”

He crossed the space between you two with large steps, taking you by surprise. His arms were strong and tight around you; his lips soft, but hungry against yours. You had waited so long for that and just felt like a dream. He rested his forehead against yours, both breathing fast.

“We were so fool…”, Juice whispered, still hugging you close. “I can’t believe you are here again”

“I can’t believe either”, you rested your cheek against his chest, hearing his fast heartbeats. Juice kissed the top of your head and you stayed like that, just for a moment. “I don’t wanna go outside… I don’t wanna face what happened, what is happening…”

“Hey…” Juice cupped your face, making you look at him. “Everything will be fine baby. You are safe here and we will solve this”

“You will and when you do… That means I have to go back”, you hated to say that, but it was true. You couldn’t just disappear or hide forever. People would be after you. Juice swallowed, knowing what that meant for you two. You had just reconnected and finally confessed your feelings just to leave each other again.

“We… We will figure it out, some way…”, he let you go, taking a step back, walking to the door. “We have to go, everybody is waiting for you”

“Juice…”, you walked towards him, a desperate plan crossing your mind. “If I stayed… If I abandoned my career and stayed… What would happen with us?”

His eyes widened and he looked at you for a moment before smile and pull you closer. “You would be mine”, he whispered. “I’m not going to lose you twice”

You smiled and kissed him again, whispering against his lips, “You won’t”

It Only Takes One Time (Part 15)

Heyy so this chapter is just so special so I just needed to post it ASAP!

Warnings: Swearing

Part 14


“Want to come to the apartment for a bit, Y/N? I’m cooking spaghetti. Interested?” Phil nudged me as I sipped the last bit of my hot chocolate.

As much as I really didn’t want to spend the rest of my afternoon back in the apartment because it would depress me, I didn’t want to be alone. Catherine wouldn’t be back for another few hours, so I agreed. What could go so wrong? The guy I’m in love gets engaged to another woman? Oh wait…

On the way there, Dan kept his head down as Phil and I chatted. Phil was managing to make me laugh and bring a smile to my face. If it wasn’t for him, I’d probably be constantly crying around Dan.  I still loved him so much but I needed more than what I was getting from him.

“I’m going to be in my room for a bit. Call if you need anything.” Dan mumbled, walking off into the distance once we made it through the door. I slightly rolled my eyes and grabbed my stomach, hobbling to the lounge.

My heart sort of broke when I saw the lounge. So many times I’d sat in here, daydreaming about Dan and watching movies with the boys. It really did feel like home and I missed it so much. Don’t get me wrong, I love my apartment with Catherine but I just felt a connection with this house.

“I’m going to get everything started up, would you mind grabbing my laptop from my bedroom?” Phil scratched the back of his neck. I grinned up at him and nodded.

“Sure.” I started walking off and opened the door to Phil’s room when I heard the most beautiful melody coming from Dan’s room. Now, when I was younger I took piano lessons for a few years before deciding I was one who liked to listen to music more, rather than playing it. Any type of music you played, I’d listen (except country, I’m sorry but I can’t.) Gymnopédie No. 1. 

   I knew Dan could play piano, but he was always so reluctant to simply even look at the keys without getting flustered. The sound he created was beautiful and uplifting. His door was open just a crack and I was able to peak in. He played with his whole spine, a way of expression how he played. He always talked about how the internet was a form of escape for him, but did he use music to get away, too? He was talented and he was committed to the piece, making it his own in every way possible.   

 The baby started kicking, his way of responding to the music his dad was creating. It was wonderful and it all just tied in so well. I was relaxed and it was the first time in a while where I looked at Dan and I wasn’t completely feeling my heart throb in pain.  

 Suddenly, he stopped, snapping me out of my trance. He straightened his back and let out a chuckle. “I can see your reflection in the window, Y/N.” He stood up and walked over, opened the door fully and gesturing to let me in. 

 “Sorry, you just sounded amazing.” I shrugged and walked over to the piano. It was old and slightly out of tune but Dan was able to bring out such a sweet and smooth noise. “Want to feel something cool?”   

 “What is it?” Dan chortled, coming over and standing next to me. I grabbed his left hand and placed it on my stomach. 

 “Play a little tune.” I smiled at him. He looked confused however complied and played the opening to Fur Elise with his right hand. What I expected to happen didn’t. Instead I was brought into a dark hole of pain. “Ow!” I squealed, standing back and grabbing my stomach protectively. Dan came over to support my balance but I was too busy writhing in pain to appreciate it.   

 “What happened? Did I hurt you or something?” Dan furrowed his brows and bit his lip nervously.  

 “I-I don’t know.” I mumbled, before feeling another pain. It felt like I was getting stabbed all over my body by the entire population of planet earth. This was it. I was in labour. Suddenly, I felt a wetness trail down my legs and I gasped. “D-Dan,” I choked out.   

 “What is it?” He looked 100% horrified, but there was no denying it anymore. We were having a baby.  

 “My water j-just broke!” I exclaimed, having my voice crack at the end. In a matter of seconds, Phil had rushed to the door and spotted Dan and I.   

 “Did I just hear what I think I heard?” Phil frantically looked at Dan, then back at me. Dan was frozen. He wasn’t saying anything. His mouth was slightly agape and his eyes seemed as if they’d roll to the back of his head at any second.   

 “I’m giving birth tonight, guys,” I panted, just as another strike of pain hit me. I groaned loudly and leaned forward a little. The pain was almost unbearable. I couldn’t piece together how so many women did this on a daily basis. It really fucking hurt.   

 Okay, I was also pretty pissed because Dan wasn’t doing anything. He just stared at me blankly with no reaction. He had the easy part. Fuck him. Fuck Phil. Neither of them had to endure this. It was only me.  

 25 minutes later, we were at the hospital and I was getting changed. Dan still hadn’t said much, but he and Phil sat in the ambulance with me. Birth was so hard; it was definitely something I could go without doing again. I was so uncomfortable and I was beginning to feel lightheaded. The nurse guided me to a room where I was hooked up to machines that would track how far apart my contractions were and my heart rate. The regular stuff you experience while in labour.    

“I’ll go get those two boys now.” The nurse smiled at me when she was done assessing everything that needed to be assessed.   

  In the two minutes I had alone in the hospital room, staring at the rhythms of my contractions, it was like my life flashed in front of my eyes. I was a 23 year old woman who’d gotten pregnant with the third guy I had ever even slept with. I went to university and lived with my roommate/best friend Catherine. My family and I were close, but drove each other crazy while we lived in each other. Who was I? I’d barely gotten a taste of life and I was already off making more of it. To make matters worse, I was in love with a man named Dan Howell who, although reciprocated those feelings, would deny us being together in order to honour his commitment to his fiancé, Marie.   Everything was changing at a brisk pace and it terrified me to think that within the next few hours, I’d never be the same. I’d be a mother and my main priority would be my son.   

  “Shit,” I sighed, clenching my teeth and squeezing the bed sheets as another contraction hit. Once it was over, Dan and Phil walked in.    

“Hey…” Phil said softly, offering a soft ware. I waved back and sighed. I was exhausted and felt defeated. Life had really come and kicked me straight in the ass. 

 “You doing okay?” Dan managed to say, sitting in a chair right next to my bed. I placed my hand over my protruding belly and shrugged.   

 “Yes and no.” I admitted and inhaled a large amount of air. Dan rubbed his hands on his jeans and half smiled at me. 

 “How come?” He simply answered. The million dollar question was now on the question. I had two real options: Tell the truth or lie like an idiot. I wasn’t exactly happy with either of those, so I came up with a happy medium.   

 “Well, I’m excited to meet him, and to be able to see my feet.” I said shakily. “But I’m also in a lot of pain and I’m scared. I don’t want to go home and bother Catherine with a newborn baby while she has to study for exams. I also need to call my parents.” I gulped down and shut my eyes. “We haven’t even talked about baby names.”   

  “Well, for your first problem, come stay at mine and Phil’s. We’re both usually up at night anyways so you can give Catherine time to study, and you can sleep tight at night.” Dan smiled just enough to let his dimple show, before looking down again. “That is if you’d like. I’d give you my room.”   

  “I’m in no position to object.” I admitted, opening my eyes and looking at the ceiling.   

  “Alright, good. I’ve also called your parents as well as mine. Yours should be here in a few minutes along with Catherine, and mine in a few hours.” I felt relieved. Maybe the labour was just making me stress over the things I knew would have a simple solution. At least I hadn’t been thinking much about my unfortunate love saga.   

  “Don’t forget the name,” Phil butted in, before putting his hand over his mouth and letting Dan talk.   

   “Ah, yes,” Dan diverted his eyes to the contraction tracker and tilted his head to the side.   

   “You can pick the name. I just want his middle name to be Phil, okay?” I said immediately. I was horrible with names and with the state of mind I was in; I would’ve selected something horrible.   

 “Phil and I talked about it loads.” Dan looked back over at me. I looked over at Phil, who just nodded. “We both really like the name Liam.”  



Liam was so simple and it sounded wonderful coming off of Dan’s lips. Liam Phil Howell. Hmm. What a nice ring.   “That’s perfect.” Another contraction hit and I was swooped into another round of pain. It was excellent timing for my doctor to walk in. She checked everything and asked me a few questions before declaring,  

“It’s time for you to have a baby.”

Early Meetings

Anon: Hi so I really don’t know if you are taking requests or anything, but can to you make a Dan Howell fic where Y/n finds out he is cheating and decides for leave him??? Im sorry I think this is to much to ask. Thnx Boo 😘 P.S I LOVE YOUR BLOG!!!

WARNING: cheating, small amount of swearing

Your neck tickled, warm air tingling the skin. A smile grew on your face as you woke up, becoming conscious to the world.
“Good morning” you whispered, struggling to get your voice out as you had just woken.
“Morning, Baby” Dan replied in between kisses on your neck, his non-straightened hair making you giggle.

You turned your neck so that you were facing your boyfriend, not caring about morning breath as you kissed him passionately. Dan pulled away from the kiss after a minute, a goofy smile gracing both of your faces. You reached for your phone, squinting at the bright screen as you checked the time, noticing Dan was up earlier than usual.
“Why are you up so early?” You questioned as you watched Dan climbing out of bed, making sure that the blanket still covered your mostly bare body, keeping you warm.
Dan always did these little things, taking care of you and always managing to make your heart melt.

“ I have to go to the BBC early today, we have a meeting about a new project” He explained as he wondered around the room, selecting an outfit before informing you that he was going to have a shower.
You stretched your arms above your head, letting out a yawn before pushing the duvet off of your body. You slowly and drowsily made your way into the bathroom where Dan was already in the shower.
He had his face under the water, and so you quickly stripped down and climbed in behind him. You wrapped your arms around him, resting your cheek on his back.

“mm, hey Baby” Dan spoke, wiping the water from his face with his hands before turning around and wrapping his arms around your body.

You both spent ten minutes in the shower, embracing each other and sharing delectable kisses.

You sat on the sofa, not really paying attention to whatever was on the TV while Dan dried and straightened his curls. It didn’t take long before he was placing a quick kiss on your lips to say goodbye.

“I love you Y/N, I’ll be back as soon as possible. We have to turn our phones off in the meeting but I will text you when I’m on my way home” and with that, Dan was out the door.

It’s funny how much one person can change your life, making you feel giddy and love struck all day. You and Dan had met 2 years ago through a mutual friend and instantly clicked. It had taken Dan a while, but after a few drinks one night, Dan was  confident enough to admit his feelings to you and ask you on a date. The relationship had been going strong since then.
You were completely in love with him, and he with you.

You were left in such a good mood, and instead of staying inside all day, you decided to go into town, get a coffee and wonder around. You got dressed, wearing a jacket Dan had bought you that you absolutely loved.
The trip into town didn’t take too long, and the only thing on your mind other than Dan, was coffee.
You noticed a cute little antique style café that you had never been to before, and decided on trying it out.
The little bell above the door jingled as you entered, the small sound bringing a smile to your face, only getting better as you breathed in the sweet scent of coffee and freshly backed cakes.

You walked up to the counter and exchanged a smile and greeting with the person at your register. You gave them your order and paid, placing the change in the tip jar. As they prepared your drink, you started to gaze around, loving the old fashioned love seats and décor. However, when you faced the last corner of the café, you felt your heart sink to your stomach.

You blinked harshly, not believing your eyes at first. It couldn’t be! Never. But surely enough, there stood your boyfriend, his arms around another girls waist and even worse, his lips on hers. You couldn’t move, you could breath. You watched as their make-out session ended and they smiled as they looked in each others eyes.

“Tall caramelised cappuccino and a chai latte” the barista called out, holding two take away mugs.
Dan released the girl from his arms, turning around to get the drinks, but his eyes instantly landed on your watery ones.

His body visually froze and you could tell his mind was racing. He took one single step forwards, but for you, that was too close right now.
Quickly you turned and raced out the door.
“Miss! Your coffee!” you heard the barista calling along with the chime of the little bell, but there was no way you were going back.

You had raced home as quickly as possible, stuffing as many of your things into a duffle bag as possible with tears streaming down your face. You had all of your important things, and that’s all that mattered.
You considered leaving a note, but in the end, he’s the one who has broken your heart. You took off your favourite necklace, the one Dan had gotten you on your 1 year anniversary, and placed it on the table next to the door.

Everything went so quickly, you weren’t sure where you were going, but you would find someone to stay with. You looked at your phone, sobbing as you looked at your wallpaper which was you and Dan cuddling in bed. You had 13 missed calls from Dan and one that began to come through as you looked.

You glanced around the apartment once more, the home you had shared with who you thought was the love of your life. Someone who you thought actually cared for…someone who actually loved you.

You closed the front door, and didn’t look back.

Dan had raced all the way home, not even bothering to say anything to the other woman who he left confused. He knew he had fucked up. Y/n was everything to him, the other woman meant nothing, she was a one night stand he had when drinking once. It was bad enough he had cheated on you that night, but the woman thought it meant something and Dan didn’t know how to let someone down, he was too kind… But at the same time, a dick who completely messed up.
He cursed to himself as he ran, shoving through the crowds of people carelessly, the only thing on his mind being you.
He prayed that you were still at the apartment, prayed that you would let him explain… Prayed that, even though he knew he didn’t deserve it, that you would give him one more chance.

Never in his life had me moved up stairs so quickly, shoving his key into the front door to unlock it.


It was deafening.

He already knew you weren’t there. He looked beside him and glanced at the necklace on the table. He picked it up and curled his hand around it so it was tightly secure in his fist.
“Y/n..” he whined.
Your not there, but maybe if he says your name enough times, everything will go back.
He walks into the bedroom and can see that you packed everything you needed. You were gone.
He let out a heart wrenching sound as he fell to the floor, bringing his knees up and wresting his head and arms on them, your necklace still clutched tightly in his fist.


Dan and Phil

Today I met a girl from my school with a TATINOF bag; I came to learn that she had actually met Dan and Phil on tour , after she showed me all her pictures of meeting them and left. I actually cried. I had never felt so much jealousy in my life. Even tho my jealously was though the roof i actually felt happy for her because she actually was able to meet the two best people i have ever known and has never failed to put a smile on my face.

do you ever just have to pause a dan and phil video and take a deep breath and hold your head in your hands because the immense feeling of love for them is just too overwhelming and it just hits you like a shitload of bricks in the heart and your gut is panging horribly and IT ACTUALLY HURTS and your throat clenches and your vision blurs and you just want to sob because they mean everything to you and you just realise how much you love them and its not necessarily the shipping but just the fact that they ARE SO FUCKING LUCKY TO HAVE EACH OTHER like damn I want a friendship like that when I’m older because I want a best friend who is the brightest star in my world and brings a 100 watt smile to my face whenever I look at them and that’s literally dan and phil because come on even if phan isn’t real you cannot deny that dan and phil love each other very very much and are very very dependent on each other and idk I’m really unstable because of this and I think I might have an aneurism if I don’t sort out my feels soon