his otp is him and phil

OTP- Part 1- Love Notes

Okay so I know I said I was going to have the network write this but I kinda stole it back because nobody was doing anything (myself included) and I liked the prompt too much so hERE WE ARE!

Genre: Fluff fluff fluff and maybe some angst at some point

Word Count: 932

“You probably do not feel the same, but I simply cannot hold it in any longer. I like you, a lot. From your jet-black fringe to your blue-green eyes with their hint of yellow, to the black Converse on your feet, I admire every inch of you. Despite these wonderful physical features, it’s quite obvious to me that your most admirable trait is your heart. I can only hope this heart is big enough to accept me in it, despite the fact that I cannot yet reveal my identity. I forgive you for my cowardice, but I hope to one day remove the mask I have placed over myself through this note.

Forever yours, 

Your secret admirer.”

Phil read the note to Dan, who sat faking a curious look. “A secret admirer?” 

“Yeah. I found it in my locker. I don’t know who could have left it there.”

“Maybe it’s not really for you? It could have been a mistake.”

“It can’t be. It’s got a detailed description of me, right down to the eyes. How did they even know that?” 

“I don’t know…” Dan immediately regretted going into so much detail. 

“Let’s review what we know. The admirer has been close enough to me to notice every shade of my eyes, and they know my locker number. It could be nearly anyone.” 

Leaning up against the cafeteria wall, Dan let on naivety. “Anyone.” 

“I’ll ask around. I wish our friends knew more girls…” He said, getting up and heading to another table. 

Dan let out a sigh, now alone. He knew Phil was bisexual, but he wished he would open his mind a bit more. He would have been fine with dating a guy, but he for some reason couldn’t comprehend that one liked him. Society had molded him into such a closed-minded person at such a young age that he couldn’t break out of this box. Pulling out his notebook, he transferred all the information he just took in from Phil into a new note. 

“Dearest Philip,

Your cheerful and loving nature continues to entrance me and inspire me to write to you. My trail of cowardice continues, as I shan’t reveal my identity yet. Alas, I will tell you a bit about myself. I am a freshman, the same as you, and I have eyes and hair of chestnut. Most importantly of all, perhaps, I may be closer to you than you think.” Phil looked up from the note he pulled from his locker. “I may be closer to you than you think. What could that mean?” 

“Maybe they’re a friend?” Dan attempted to sound clueless. 

“Oh, that can’t be. You’re my only good friend. Chestnut eyes and hair…” Phil stared into Dan’s chestnut eyes as he spoke. “Who do we know that has chestnut hair and eyes?” 

“I only know myself.”

“I’ll look through last year’s yearbook and try to find some girls with chestnut hair and eyes. I’ll keep you updated!” Phil raced off to find a yearbook, leaving Dan shaking his head. 

“So oblivious…” He smiled at the boy as he ran off down the hallway towards yet another wrong answer. 

The next morning, Dan walked alongside Phil to his locker. “Nothing. I gave a handwriting test to every girl I could find, and none of them matched the notes. I’ve tried every girl in the freshman class. What else is there to do?” He threw open his locker to find another note, opening it up and reading it aloud. 

“Today I shall give you a break from your constant attempts to reveal my identity. Instead, I shall remind you of why I am here in the first place. Philip, you are the sweetest, the most kindhearted boy I know. I have had my eye on you for a long time, but have just now gotten the courage to speak to you, even anonymously. When my identity is finally revealed, you will probably become annoyed with my lack of ability to simply speak up, and I apologize. I care too much for you to risk losing you over something as idiotic as a crush. 

Until I write again, 

Your secret admirer.”

Phil’s face showed pure confusion. “I care too much for you to risk losing you? I’m now confident I must know this girl well. I just can’t think of anyone it could possibly be.” 

“I’m sure you’ll figure it out eventually. Or, maybe they won’t be discovered until they really want to. They’re doing a pretty good job of hiding it so far.” 

“You’ve got that right.” Phil sighed as the bell rang for first period. “I’ll see you next period.” Dan headed off to his first class to restlessly wait until he would meet Phil again in his second. 

Phil ran to his locker before second period to get his binder. Opening the creaky door, he found yet another note lying on top of his books. Grabbing his binder, he read it as he walked to second period. 

“Sweetest Philip, 

Oh how oblivious you are. It’s quite adorable, in my opinion. However, your struggles sadden me as well, so I will help you. The reason you haven’t figured out my identity yet is simple: you’ve only searched 50% of the freshman class.”

Phil reached his English classroom and sat down in his desk beside Dan, setting the note on the desk. As he threw his things down, something dawned on Phil. His closed mind had screwed him over yet again. His admirer was correct; he had searched only half of the student population: the female half. Phil’s secret admirer was a boy. 

Third Time's the Charm

For the anon who wanted overstimulation and edging. Sorry I didn’t do too much edging for Dan, I edged Phil a few times, but you know.

Word count: 1.9k+

Genre: sin, smut, very small amount of fluff to make up for the fluff overload in my last work lol.

Tags/Warnings: praise kink, dan calls Phil master/sir, no daddy kink, bondage(light), overstimulation, edging, dan cums three times and I really love the title of this, Phil has the mouth of a sex god, riding, rimming (ass eating hehe, ball sucking, handjob, blowjob, vibrator, it starts kinda domestic, mention of 18 year old dan, they love each other, established relationship, I love consent, Dan’s a minx, panties, cock rings, teasing maybe not really though, cum inside, bareback, consensual unprotected sex, nothing really else, someone please give me more ways to say “hole” I’m???


Dan stood in their kitchen, humming to the radio in the corner blasting some new pop hit, when Phil came up from behind him. His lips pressed soft, open mouthed kisses to Dan’s neck just below his ear, before he whispered, “Do you think you can cum three times in a row?” Dan’s hands shook and he put the plate he was washing down in the sink, turning around in Phil’s arms to face him.

“I don’t know. I’ve only ever cum twice in a row. Why?” He replied, curious as to where Phil was going with this.

Phil leaned in to nibble Dan’s earlobe between his teeth, growling and pushing himself closer to Dan, connecting their hips for just a moment, before pulling away completely, drawing a whine from Dan at the loss of contact. “‘Cause, I’m gonna get you to cum three times in a row tonight if it’s the last thing I do.” Releasing Dan from his grip, he turned and walked out of the kitchen, leaving Dan with wobbly knees, leaning against the counter until he composed himself.

That night a little after dinner, Dan and Phil were cuddled on the couch when Dan remembered what Phil had said to him that morning. With a smirk and a stirring in his crotch, he pulled himself into Phil’s lap, “What was it that you promised me, sir?”

Phil hummed, “Go to the bedroom, strip, stretch yourself, I’ll be there in fifteen minutes. Be in position.”

“Yes, sir.” He hopped off Phil’s lap, walking quickly, head bowed submissively to the ground, to the bedroom.

Phil growled watching his ass in those fucking lacey panties Dan liked to wear around the house, jiggling obscenely. “Fucking hell,” he whispered to himself, standing up and going to their storage room, where he’d put the supplies necessary for tonight in a box. He’d been planning this for a while.

After finding and retrieving the items, he looked at his phone seeing that 8 minutes had passed.

He went back to the living room, sitting down and keeping an eye on the wall clock, hearing Dan’s whorish moans floating down the hall to his ears, making his cock twitch in its confines. When the time had run up, and it’d been quiet in the bedroom for a minute, Phil stood, walking quietly to the door, opening it to find Dan on his knees, head bowed and hands clasped behind his back.

“Up on the bed, come on now. You look so good for me, did you stretch enough?”

“Yes, sir.”

“My good boy, hmm?” Phil lifted his hand to Dan’s cheek, looking at him all spread open for him, “Fucking delectable, Christ Dan, i’m gonna fuck you till you can’t walk.” Dan mewled, nuzzling his face into Phil’s hand, his own hands were twitching, wanting to touch; himself, Phil, anything.

Phil pulled back, stripping himself and grabbing the box that he’d set on the bedside table with one hand, the other wrapped around his lust heavy cock, eyes drinking up the breathtaking picture of Dan, so vulnerable for him, surrendering to whatever Phil wanted to do to him. My god was the list of things Phil wanted to do to Dan was impressively long.

Phil took his eyes off Dan, pulling the rope from the small box, smirking when he saw Dan shiver in his peripheral vision, he quirked an eyebrow at Dan, “Ok?” Dan nodded eagerly, body covered in chills, “Use your works, Daniel.”

Phil’s stern, demanding voice caused Dan’s hips to involuntarily buck, “Yes, master.”

“That’s better.” Silently, Phil unpackaged the rope, walking to the side of the bed and softly grabbing Dan’s wrist, tying it carefully and securely to the headboard, repeating this process with the other arm. “You look so good like this.” He stared for a moment in appreciation. Shaking his head, he spoke, “How do you feel, Dan? Anything too tight?” He made sure to talk softly, knowing from the fogged over look in Dan’s eyes that he was in subspace already.

“No, master. Feel so good.” Phil knew Dan loved having control taken away from him completely in the bedroom, that’s what gave him this idea, tonight’s activities give Phil full and complete control over Dan; his orgasms, his pleasure, and his body.

“Good boy.” Turning around Phil grabbed the small remote controlled virbrator from the box, carefully unpackaging it and coating it in lube, he climbed onto the bed tapping Dan’s thigh so Dan would spread them open. Pushing the vibrator inside Dan, he watched as his hole welcomed the toy, nearly sucking it inside before closing behind it when the toy had fully sunken inside. They both groaned in unison, Dan cock was already leaking as Phil switched the toy on to its lowest setting. He slipped a finger into Dan, adjusting the toy in the direction of Dan’s g-spot, he knew he’d found it before Dan even made a sound, sometimes it was like he knew Dan’s body better than his own.

Crawling off the bed, Phil reached into the box again and pulled out a cockring, slipping it onto himself before joining Dan again, and beginning to pump his cock, watching Dan squirm. It only took Dan around ten minutes before his hips were stuttering in the air, eyes glossy, cum stringing onto his chest. Phil wasn’t angry at him for cumming, Dan knew Phil let him cum when he wanted unless he was told specifically not to, but he wasn’t done with Dan yet.

Smiling softly, he switched to vibrator off, watching as Dan’s body immediately went lax, Phil didn’t waste time in slowly crawling up Dan’s body, planting wet kisses here and there as he went, before reaching his lips and kissing him sweetly for a few moments. “How do you feel, sugar?”

Dan’s eyes flickered open, breath leaving his mouth in soft, warm pants, “Good, sir.”

“That’s my boy.” Phil began to slither his way back down to Dan’s softening cock, still twitching from his recent orgasm. He grasped is firmly, tugging on it with intent, listening to Dan’s already overstimulated driven whimpers.

Phil’s hand returned to his own cock and before long Dan’s hips were bucking off the bed, but Phil put weight against them and shot Dan a look that got him to try and keep himself as still as he could. To show his satisfaction with how good Dan’s been, Phil moved his head to nuzzle his face just above where his hand was still tugging Dan’s cock, kissing down till his lips reached Dan’s clean shaven balls. His eyes looked up to watch Dan helplessly tug at his restraints, hair stuck to his damp, reddened face.

Returning his full attention to the task at hand, or rather, mouth, Phil sucked one of Dan’s balls into his mouth, hand still working his length, and began using his tongue to twirl around the testicle, he could feel it pulsing inside his mouth. With one last suck, he released Dan’s ball from his mouth, and began licking his way past Dan’s perineum, letting his tongue find Dan’s hot, wet hole. The tight ring of muscle twitched delightfully around Phil’s prodding tongue, causing Phil to release his member in fear of an empty orgasm. Phil began to eat Dan out in earnest, licking inside of him, he suctioned his mouth around Dan’s entrance, tongue fucking him at the same time.

All this pushed Dan over the edge, Phil had gotten so lost in his task that he’d almost missed it, but he could feel it, Dan clenched around his tongue, body shaking with his release, legs flailing for just a moment. When Phil was sure he’d worked Dan through his orgasm, he looked up to see Dan, tears streaming down his face, chest red and blotchy, eyelashes clinging to his cheeks, and extracted himself from Dan, reaching up to untie Dan’s wrist, they were red and scratched up from all the tugging Dan and done, in vain might Phil add, letting his hands drop onto the bed.

Phil was surprised when he heard Dan’s airy, bubbly laugh from beneath him. He looked down at Dan, “What’s so funny?”

“You’re just so fucking good with that mouth of yours. I swear you just gave me the most intense orgasm of my life to date.

Phil laughed, “I’m glad to hear it. You all good?”

“Yes, sir. You’re still gonna make me cum a third time, aren’t you?” Dan smirked.

“Can you handle it?” Phil reached his hands towards Dan’s face, letting his finger swipe up a tear from his cheek, “Looks like you’ve really hit your breaking point, my love.”

Hastily, Dan shook his head, “No, master. Please, please I want it.” Phil chuckled.

“Well if you want it that bad, come and get it.” Phil was laying on his back, hand toying with his own length, when Dan realized Phil wanted him to ride himself on Phil’s cock till he came.

Dan scrambled onto Phil’s hips, cock already semi hard again, Phil could swear Dan had superpowers, what with his having the same libedo of the 18 year old Dan Phil had met on the internet all those years ago. Without hesitation, Dan lifted himself up on shaky thighs, gripping Phil’s cock to stand it straight up, and sunk himself down to the base of Phil’s cock.

Phil nearly choked with the amount of air that rushed out of him, “Oh fucking hell, Dan, you’re hole is so fucking good on my cock.”

Dan whined at the praise, lifting himself up till only the red, plump head of Phil’s cock breached his suckling canal, before slamming himself back down, ripping an inhumane sound from Phil. He bounced with intent, back arching to make Phil’s thick shaft hit that lovely spot inside himself, before his thighs felt like jello, and he collapsed forward onto Phil’s slick chest.

Without missing a beat, Phil fixed his hips in the right position, fucking into Dan with a ferocity he didn’t know he possessed until just now. When Phil heard Dan’s breathing accelerate, moans becoming whimpers, hands gripping his biceps menacingly, he quickly slipped out of Dan, pulled the cock ring off, and pushed himself back inside of Dan, hands gripping a handful of Dan’s and pulling them apart to gain some leverage to fuck into Dan’s tightness. After a few thrusts, Phil felt Dan let go, barely anything spurting from his inflamed, overstimulated cock, a cry leaving his lips. Dan’s clenching muscle, sent him over the edge, but his hips wouldn’t bother to stop their wild thrusts, body unwinding from holding onto his orgasm for so long.

Eventually, Phil’s hips stuttered to a stop, lungs burning, he pulled out, his length coated in his own cum as well as Dan’s juices.

Neither of the two felt the need to move from where they were, Phil cradling an extremely pliant Dan to his chest. Dan nuzzled into Phil’s chest, “I guess you can make me cum three times in a row after all.” Dan’s words were heavy, whispered into Phil’s ear, with a tiny hint of amusement behind his tone, but mostly just awe.

Phil hummed, “I guess you really could handle it.”

Lazy, open mouthed missed placed on the nearest body part of the other were the silent ‘I love you’ before they both fell into the longest and deepest slumber of their lives.

If only their neighbors felt that good about their sleep.


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OTP- Part 2- Not So Lovely Notes

Part 1

Word Count: 1401

The page ripped from the notebook, Phil trying to keep it as quiet as possible. Their English teacher didn’t like them passing notes, but Phil needed to get word to Dan. He scribbled a few words on the torn paper, tossing it to Dan. I figured it out. My secret admirer is a guy. That’s why I couldn’t figure out who he was. He glanced at Dan, who was smiling stupidly at the paper. Confused, he turned back to the front of the classroom, unsure as to why Dan was acting so weird. The paper flew back over to his desk, and he unfolded it.

Who do you think it is? Phil hadn’t really thought about that yet. He attempted to make a list of boys in his grade with chestnut eyes and hair, but Dan was the only person that came to mind. He had to admit, though, Dan had gorgeous features. His distinct cheekbones and cheerful dimples shone when he smiled, and his curly hair bobbed on top of his head as he walked. Dan hated his curly hair, but Phil loved it.

I don’t know. Phil answered the question honestly, tossing the paper back and waiting for a response. Dan scribbled something on the paper, launching it across the aisle back at Phil while he wasn’t looking. Picking up the piece of paper on his desk, Phil found the love note that had been put in his locker before class. He set it down, picking up Dan’s note. Reading his friend’s response, he suddenly recognized the articulate loops in each letter. Scrambling to pick up the other note, he set the two open side by side. His theory had been confirmed: Dan’s handwriting matched that of the love notes. Phil quickly and shakily scrawled his own note on the paper, tossing it back across the aisle. Your handwriting is the same as the love notes. Dan, is it you who’s been giving me those notes?

Phil didn’t take his eyes off the boy as he read the paper. He watched as Dan’s face turned beet red with blush and he picked up his pencil, adding his response. In an unsteady attempt to give the note back to Phil, Dan managed to drop it in the middle of the aisle. The two boys each reached for it, but neither could get it before their teacher did. Snatching the paper out of both of their grips, she grinned.

“What do we have here? Passing notes, you two?”

Each of the two boys jumped to attention, knowing their fate. “Please don’t read it aloud.”

“Trust me, none of us want you to read that out loud!” The two’s helpless pleas helped none, as she unfolded the paper and cleared her throat.

“I figured it out. My secret admirer is a guy?” Taken aback, she glanced over at each of the boys, reading the sentence quizzically. Pulling herself together, she persistently continued with what she decided was the boys’ punishment for passing notes. “That’s why I couldn’t figure out who he was.” She blinked, pursing her lips together. “Which one of you wrote this?”

Trembling, Phil raised his hand. “I did…”

She looked over to Dan. “And you wrote the bits in different handwriting?” He nodded. Looking back at the paper, she cleared her thrust nervously and read until Phil’s last response, at which point she trailed off. Taking in a shaky breath, she read the line. “From Phil: Your handwriting is the same as the love notes. Dan, is it you who’s been giving me those notes?” Before reading the last line, she glanced at Dan with sorrowful eyes. Despite her relentless attempts to punish the boys, the teacher was beginning to feel compassion for what she was sure she’d forced them into. “From Dan: Surprise.” Biting her lip, she exhaled and spoke to Phil. “You can have this back now.” She handed the paper to the boy and turned to rush back to her desk, where she sat silently for the rest of the period. Nobody spoke a word.

Dan was practically running when the bell rang. He was the first one out of the classroom, and by the time Phil reached the doorway, he saw the boy’s chestnut head disappear into the bathroom halfway down the hall. He didn’t want to confront any of the kids, especially Phil. Or at least that’s what Phil thought.

Despite this, Phil decided he had no choice but to follow Dan. He obviously wasn’t okay, and despite all that had gone down over the last few minutes, Dan was his best friend and if he needed support, Phil would be there.

As he made his way down the hallway, the ebony-haired boy realized the effects of what had just gone down. His classmates were, as usual, in clusters on each side of the hallway. In each cluster he passed, he could hear the children whispering about him and Dan, and shushing each other as he passed. He watched as eyes stared into his soul, trying to figure him out. He heard a few “awww"s and a few "fag"s. Ignoring them was impossible. Phil knew the entire school knew about Dan’s crush in him, and they’d only been out of class for a minute.

His walk of shame can to an end as he reached the bathroom. He entered slowly, hearing soft sobs from the handicap stall. There was a figure hunched in its corner. Their black jeans covered their knees, which were curled up to their chest. Phil knocked on the locked stall door. "Dan?”

“Go away Phil. I’m already aware that you hate me now. I don’t need you to lecture me about it.”

Phil’s heart shattered like glass upon hearing his friend in such misery. He didn’t care about his own feelings then. All he cared about was Dan’s. “I don’t hate you, Dan.”

“You’re not mad at me?”

“Why would I be?”

Phil watched the hunched up Dan release his legs from his chest and stand up. The stall door swung open to reveal Dan, his curly hair matted and his chestnut eyes glossy with tears. “I did kinda screw you over.” A small smile crept across his face, his dimples showing slightly.

“That doesn’t matter to me right now. All that matters is that you’re okay.”

“I’m okay if we’re okay.” Dan hesitated. “Are we okay?”

Phil thought on this for a moment. It suddenly dawned on Phil that Dan really had feelings for him. It wasn’t until then that he thought of the impact this would have on their friendship, let alone whether or not he shared these feelings. “I don’t know.”

Dan’s face visibly dropped, and Phil could sense his heart falling to the floor. “I understand if you don’t want to be friends with someone who has a hopeless crush on you.”

Phil smiled kindly at the boy. “Of course I want to be your friend, Dan. I just don’t know of anything more.”

“You’re saying you’re considering something more?” Hope appeared in Dan’s voice, and Phil couldn’t decide whether that was a good thing or a bad thing.

“I don’t know. Maybe.” He hesitated before eking out his next few words. “I love you, though. You should know that. I’m not going to ditch you over this. I just don’t know what kind of love I have for you.”

The tardy bell rang for their next class. They would both be late, but they didn’t mind. Their friendship was worth one tardy. “I guess we should get to class.” Dan smiled wearily at Phil.

Phil made a spontaneous decision. “Hey. I’ll see you later, okay?” He held his arms out, open for a hug. Smiling, Dan nuzzled his head into Phil’s shoulder, wrapping his arms around his waist.

“Okay.” Phil treasured the boy in his embrace, taking in the lavender scent of his shampoo. Sighing, he felt something. He had a decision to make. Romantic feelings could be difficult to pick out, but when he held Dan in his arms, a majority of the decision’s difficulty alleviated. Phil was happier than he’d been all day, but that wasn’t what convinced him. It was the fact that when he was in Dan’s embrace, he felt like that was where he belonged. Phil felt at home.

anonymous asked:


Okay, listen listen. 

He called her Melinda and said that they “were bonding” 

b o n d i n g Coulson you absolute dork

“Not on my watch”

Even when in the Framework May won’t let Coulson die, and she’s met him like 2 or 3 days ago?? Are you serious?

Badass no-nonsense Hydra agent Melinda May followed dorky history teacher who makes his own soap Phil Coulson, again whom she met 2-3 days ago, into a portal to another universe. Another universe she was convinced of that didn’t exist. 

Like when has your otp ever????!

Also, the first thing that came out of Melinda’s mouth was ‘I followed you’ accompanied with that small smile. 

Not to mention the way Coulson so carefully and tenderly wraps her in her arms and sets her down on the floor with May’s soft sigh/moan and the way he cradles her head 

I   C R Y


WARNING:explicit sex scenes
-Dan and Phil are at their house when all of a sudden the power turns off (dan is afraid of the dark) what will dan do? And how will phil help him? One must truly wonder.-

It was late at night, dan looked at the clock on the laptop it read 9:14 PM. He already knew he was in for another night of the deep Tumblr; which basically was all the fanfics and edits people did with their OTPs. He was scrolling when all of a sudden he noticed that phil walked into the living room with a bowl of cereal HIS CEREAL…. “Really phil again with taking my cereal.” Dan said dramatically
“What…. I ran out of mine and you always have my favorites ready.” Phil said trying to seem innocent “Phil how many times have I told you get your own cereal.” Dan replied sarcastically In reality though dan loved it when phil took his cereal it meant they had the same taste in things, and phil may not know but Dan always got phils favorite on purpose just so he could have something to bicker about with him.
“I try but the store is soooooo far and I’m to lazy to go outside….plus it’s OUTSIDE THE OUTSIDE KILLS.” Phil said dramatically again with a sort of exaggerated voice
"Whatever next time at least ask.” Dan said to Phil rolling his eyes
"Ok….” phil said lightly, he slowly saw phils face lift into a smile Dan now wondered if phil purposefully took his cereal so he could be noticed or something. Dan felt his face lift into a small smile and went back into his laptop, he felt phils gaze upon him as he went to turn on the tv. Phil put a tv show him and dan liked and immediately sat next to dans feet curling up into a little ball, he then started eating his cereal. Dan was reading some Johnlock and decided he rather watch this tv show with phil then read the fanfic, so he shut the laptop off and placed it on the coffee table then he laid up straight and put his elbow on the arm rest. Dan felt phils toes curl up as the tv show got more dramatic and it sent a wave of pleasure and happiness towards dans heart. Dan shuddered a little and couldn’t help but blush, he slowly felt his face heat up and could tell that his cheeks were probably red. Phil looked at dan and noticed
"Hey are you ok? Your face is kinda red.” Phil asked worried
“Yeah I’ll be fine I’m gonna get some water though, do you want any?” Dans said trying to hide the crack rising in his voice Dan knew it was a stupid question to ask since phil had a bowl of cereal with milk but he was trying to be polite.
"Um no I’m good I got cereal,” phil shook his bowl lightly in his lap “oh but if you don’t mind can you put this in the sink for me.” Phil said with his light blue eyes that always struck dans heart. Dan never could deny phils requests even if they were stupid because dan would always get happy when he saw phil happy. That smile that could stop anyone in their tracks the hair that looked like a lions mane and the pale skin that always looked bright against his dark black hair. “Yeah I got you.” Dan said with a big smile he felt his face calm down as he walked toward the kitchen he banged against the glass door and felt a wave of pain and shock,
"Ugh!” Dan said loudly He always forgot about that dumb door. He opened it with his free hand and placed the bowl into the sink and walked to the fridge to get a bottle of water. He started thinking that he since he loved phil so much wouldn’t it be ok to already tell him since they already acted like a married couple. However what if phil was homophobic or what if he starts to hate dan for thinking that way towards his roommate and bestfriend, or worse what if phil rejects his feeling completely and leaves him the next day. As all these thoughts rush through dans head as he started walking back to the living room he noticed the lights flicker. UGH THATS WEIRD I BETTER TELL THE MAINTENANCE GUY TO CHECK THE LIGHTS TOMORROW dan thought a little bit scared. He continued his thoughts of him and Phil together and how nice it would be to finally snuggle with phil in his bed and playing with each others feet under the blue and green covers of phils bed. He also thought of how nice it would be to sleep with phil and finally smell him all night long. He sat down on the sofa that had taken his unique shape and slowly felt his body sink in the cushion, phil was still in the same position he last saw him in and he thought of how cute he looked…. he looks like some sort of bunny huddled in that corner. Dan saw the lights flicker again and got stiff he always hated the dark because for some reason when he saw the darkness all he saw was his own loneliness staring back at him. PHSSSSSSS the lights turned off with a little light wave, OH NO NOT THIS dan thought as the water bottle fell onto the ground. THUMP! The water bottle fell and phil yelped “AH! Omg dan what was that?” Phil asked concerned Mghm dan cleared his threat and tried not to show the shakiness in his voice
“Um that was the water bottle sorry…. I’m phil….” dan said Phil already knew dan was scared of the dark because he always watched his videos so he knew dan probably wanted someone right now. Phil went and crawled towards dan quickly and caught him in a bear like hug he was shorter than dan so it was weird. OMG PHIL IS HUGGING ME RIGHT NOW! Dan thought screaming inside his head.
"Um Phil I was gonna say if you could contact the maintenance guy.” Dan chuckled a little trying to hide his embarrassment
"oh of course but I’m not letting you go. Dan I know your scared I watch your videos for crying out loud so don’t worry I’m here for you.” Phil said confidently, he squeezed dan a little tighter feeling dans skin a against his, it was soft and amazing. Phil blushed because he was always close to dan but this felt a little intimate. Dan squeezed his eyes shut scared because he knew that it would be awhile till the lights turned back on. THUMP THUMP THUMP THUMP BDUMP BUDUMP Dan felt his own heart beating hard and loud he was sure phil could hear it to. Dan squeezed phils arm tight scared that if he let go he would be stuck in an never ending hole in the dark. Phil felt his arm being squeezed and grabbed his phone which was in his pocket he immediately called the maintenance guy 
“Hey Um…. me and my friend are in our apartment and the lights have gone out it might be a black out. Can you please fix the lights……thank you.” Phil said and hung up the phone once the maintenance guy said ok.
The guy had said in a gruff voice that it would take 1-3 hours fixing the light. OH NO dan thought, it could take hours and it would just be him and phil cuddling in the dark. Phil felt dan shudder again and dan couldn’t help if he was scared so all phil could do was hold him harder. Dan felt phils chest and could hear his heart beating it was nice and for a while he felt so calm and at ease he thought he could live like this, in a world where only him and Phil existed. Dan blushed harder than ever when he felt phils impressive dick nudging him….. it was actually asleep but he could feel it on his stomach. 
“Oh I got it!” Phil exclaimed happily 
“Got what?” Dan sat up confused but still holding onto phils arm
Phil turned on his flash from his phone and the room filled with a bright white light. Dan felt calm and sad, on one hand he was happy there was some light back on the other he wished he could’ve cuddled with phil more. 
“Oh you mean that, I accidentally left my phone in my room while it was charging.” Dan explained quickly, he let phil go and went back to the position he was in earlier before the lights turned off. 
“That’s explains why you didn’t think of this, and why you didn’t just take out your phone.” Phil said smiling a little, there was something else…. there was some pink in his cheeks and dan knew he was blushing from the cuddling. In the dark dan thought and seemed like he was the only one nervous but he guessed wrong. Once he saw phil smiling at him he felt at ease and knew he had to tell him….tell him everything he was holding back. This seemed like a good time as any it was already kinda romantic the pitched lighting the sweet cuddling before hand and they were both blushing. Dan felt his heart tighten as he tried to get the words out, 
“Phil……I….. um….I…..i have something I need to tell you I’ve felt this way for a while now and I knew it was only a matter of time before it came out.” Dan said stuttering trying to stop his fast pacing heart.
Phil immediately covered dans mouth and looked serious….seriously sexy, his blue eyes turned a sexy ocean misty blue and his lips looked delicious as he licked them to speak.
“No dan.” He said and dans heart started falling apart he felt himself freeze over, did phil really not want to know what he had to say or did he know already and just didn’t want to talk about it. Dan fell silent and felt tears prick his eyes and his warm heart that was lit with hope felt cold and frosty. 
“Let me speak first, you always beat me to the punch line well now it’s my turn. Look I’VE been wanting to tell you this for a while now and I just didn’t know how.” Phil choked back and felt himself getting emotional once he saw dans dark brown eyes filling with water and his cheeks turn bright red.
“Dan…..I love you always have and always will. I love the way you get hobbit hair in the mornings, I love the way when you see your favorite characters interact you light up and get jumpy, I love the way your brown eyes never cease to stop watering when something magical happens, I love the way that no matter what you always have my back.” He touched dans cheek lightly with his hand “ but most of all I love the way your cheeks turn red when you either get excited about something or are embarrassed. I have always loved you since the very first time you walked through my door even though I never knew it back then my heart knew and now I know myself as well.” 
He grabbed dans hand and placed it over his heart it was beating so fast BUDUMP THUMP BUDUMP THUMP it was like a drum it felt like dans when he was cuddling with him. 
“My heart is always like this whenever I’m near you, whenever we touch I feel this….electricity surge through me and I’m overcome with happiness. I always try to play it cool and be the one guy with all the puns and ice breakers and all the innocence…. but if you knew what I thought about when I masturbate to you, hehehe I would probably scare you away.” Phil said choking up again, he grabbed dans face immediately and whispered lightly as if he was the only one meant to hear it
“I guess what I’m saying is…. will you be my boyfriend?” Phil was shaking a little and his pale cheeks turned even more bright pink. 
Dan started crying lightly and felt his voice break
“Yes….omg yes phil a million times yes!” Dan said excitedly and at that exact moment they kissed. 
The heat from both of them felt magical dan felt as if he was flying, flying high into the sky he felt his whole heart beating fast as the kissing got more intense by the second. Phil didn’t look like it but he was very…. assertive, dan couldn’t help but be mesmerized at the new found lion. He felt heat passion and love in the kiss phil was giving him….. it felt lustful and hungry. It was amazing dan felt phils tung skim over his lips and he granted phil access. He felt phils tung explore his mouth and dan whimpered a little under phil as he started feeling weak. Phil pulled away allowing both to breath, they were both breathing hard and the intensity could be felt between them. As phils mouth parted from dans there was a line of saliva that ran down dans chin and phil seductively licked from his chin back to his mouth where they began a non stop make out session. 
The lights had turned back on and when they did phil and dan jumped and started laughing
“Wow what amazing timing, I was about to take you to my room to make some sweet loving.” Phil said smiling at dan with the biggest smile.
“Stop with the corny jokes,” dan laughed
“Let’s go I can’t wait anymore…” dan begged he sounded needy but with phil he didn’t care he just wanted phil BADLY like how a bird wants to fly. 
Phil grabbed dans hand and guided him to his room he sat him down gently, dan wanted him to possess him to make him into a bitch… his bitch at least. He wanted it hard and rough he wanted to know that this was real that he wasn’t just dreaming. Phil stripped down to his lion printed boxers and went to his dresser, dan noticed what phil had taken out IT WAS LUBE! OMG WERE REALLY GONNA DO IT dan thought biting his bottom lip harshly. He felt his erection growing, he was 6.5 inches when erected so he felt confident. Phil got on the bed pushed dan down on the blue and green bedspread and got between his legs where his entrance was, phil put the lube down on the sheets and started stripping dan. Soon there was nothing but phils boxers between him and his hungry little dan. As phil kept looking at dans naked body he felt his penis twitch, he was 8.5 inches so going inside dan would be tough, he started licking dan all over from his pink swollen nipples to his erect penis. As soon as he got where his penis was he slowly looked at dan and gave him a hungry beastly look, a look only he would give dan. Dan felt his breathing hitch as phil took his member deep into his mouth and wrapped his one hand around his cock. 
“AH…” dan moaned
Phil nibbled a bit when he got to the tip and that made dan twitch 
“MHHHM….” dan moaned again
Phil erection was already hot and ready but he wanted to make dan feel good first since dan would be in the most pain soon. He kept licking dans penis until dan came 
“AH AH AH AH……MMMM MMM” dan started moaning louder and louder 
“Do it, feed me.” Phil said in a husky voice as he started stroking dan faster and faster
Those words were dans undoing and as soon as dan felt himself coming his whole body clenched up and came into phils warm tight mouth. Dan looked at phil as he swallowed all of his come and growled low and deep
“That was delicious.” Phil said while lining up his fingers
Dan felt a finger breach his entrance and it felt weird at first but after 5 minutes he started moaning 
“Ah phil…” he said low 
“Hold on don’t tempt me I’m trying to be nice.” Phil said lowly his eyes focusing on dans asshole
Phil just kept stroking his finger in and out dan he was sooooo tight. It felt like he was trying to suck in his fingers, he was so greedy. He felt his cock twitch and dan just kept moaning softly he couldn’t handle it wanted so much to just stick it in but he couldn’t bear it if he hurt his baby. He suddenly felt a little bump inside dan and stroked it 
“AH!” Dan helped shaking a little his cock grew a little 
Phil looked at dan smirking, he found his weak spot
From then on phil kept stroking that spot hard and faster and harder each time.
“AH AH AH MMMMM MMMM AH MMMM AH MMMMM!” Dan moaned loudly and he grabbed phil before he came and whispered into his ear
“Just fuck me already I want you bad.” Dan said growling a little and turned over with his butt in the air. 
Phil took off his boxers immediately and positioned himself over dans entrance, before he went in he whispered 
“Don’t blame me when you can’t walk tomorrow” phil slowly licked dans ear and bit it a little 
Dan felt that in his whole body and it sent a shiver down his spine. The all of a sudden he felt phils wet member slide into his entrance and push deep into him
“ah…..” dan gave a low Moan 
“Mmmm” phil moaned as he entered dan
“Holy shit dan….. you don’t know how….amazing you feel right now. I can feel you twitching your amazingly hot inside.” Phil said while thrusting a little 
“Mmmmm….ahhhh…..mmmmm….ahh” dan couldn’t speak he felt so full and amazing he felt like he was about to collapse. 
Soon phil started picking up the pace and he was getting harder and rougher 
“AHHHH MHMMMMM AHHHHH” dan started yelping and moaning loudly 
“That’s right baby I know all your weak spots now, especially since I’ve read your porn history. Bdsm, rough gay sex, rough dildo in men’s ass; I know everything baby.” Phil growled into dans ear 
All dan could do was blush hard and moan. He and Phil came at the same time and it was heavenly, they spent the last 4 hours just having non stop sex. They both fell asleep into each others arms and the next morning when dan woke up he was so sore but he didn’t care the pain he felt was nothing compared to the pleasure and happiness he felt. His whole world was glowing bright and his heart clenched and felt heavy as he laid next to a “just fucked” hair phil. He smiled and held his hand as he fell asleep again knowing that him and phil will be just ok, hopefully forever if phil accepts dans proposal on his 30th birthday(which is 3 weeks away.) 

As The Snowflakes Fall

Hey! I’m back! I hope I can make your Sunday better by uploading a new oneshot based on one of the first prompts I found around Tumblr and I never got to writing it. Hope you enjoy it as much as I did and well, as always, any type of feeedback is welcome.

based on this prompt: Imagine Person A of your OTP unexpectedly slipping on the snow/ice while going on a stroll with Person B.  Person A is embarrassed because they fell in front of their crush and got snow all over themselves but Person B just brushes off the snow and gives them a kiss.

summary: Dan is late to his second date with Phil and is convinced he has ruined all of his chances of being with the blue eyed by slipping on ice and embarrassing himself in front of him.

words: 1.8k

no trigger warnings

“Why did we decide to have our second date in a park when it’s freaking December?” Dan wondered out loud, searching for the coziest jumper he could find and putting it on.

Dan knew he was late. It was his second date with Phil and he was going to be late. Great, just what he needed. He picked up his phone to warn Phil but it was dead. Fine. He didn’t have enough time to charge it now. Everything was going perfectly for Dan today.

He and Phil met last month thanks to a blind date their friends had managed to organize and somehow get them to agree to it. It had turned out more than okay since they had agreed on going into a second date. They both felt a bit awkward to jump into the dating area yet only after one date so Dan was really hoping whatever they had now escalated into more because he really liked Phil.

And he was going to ruin his chances of it by being late.

He had spent too much time straightening his hair only to get it curled by the small slowflakes that were starting to fall down.

“Too much effort for nothing.” Dan said to himself as he looked the small white dots slowly touch the pavement from one of the windows of his apartment.

He grabbed his big coat from the entrance only just to have to turn back to his bedroom so he could pick the black wool beanie he owned and rushed out of the door.

Dan could only hope the beanie would protect his hair enough so it wouldn’t show his ‘hobbit hair’.


Phil was sitting on one of the cold park benches waiting for Dan. He kept looking at his phone to see if Dan had sent him a message or something, to tell him that he couldn’t meet today or even to tell him that he was going to be late to their date but nothing popped up.

He was sure they had the right numbers. They had been texting each other non-stop since their date and Dan seemed interested enough to agree to have another date and see where they could end up.

Phil sent him a few texts and then called, but Dan’s voicemail turned up instead, saying that the phone was turned off. There was no way of contacting him now. He would have to sit and wait at least till he couldn’t feel his butt anymore.

A few more minutes passed and Phil was starting to give up hope. Dan wasn’t interested and wasn’t going to show up. He had been stood up and he had to accept it. At least the fact that it was snowing would cheer him up a bit.

Phil stood up from the bench and started making his way out of the park when he heard a loud call from behind “Phil wait!”

He turned around, only to find a panting Dan at the other side, a small smile showing onto his face. “Dan!” Phil shouted back, waving at him, happy to see that his date was just late and hadn’t decided to leave him alone in a freezing park.

Phil saw Dan running towards him, not seeing the small puddle that had freezed during the night and had made the floor slippery. “Dan, watch out!” Phil tried to warn him so he wouldn’t slip but it was too late.


Dan saw his life flash in front of his eyes. One moment he was running to reach Phil and before he knew it he was slipping on ice and falling down on his bum, hurting his lower back and palms in the process of stopping the impact from being to harsh.

He heard Phil warn him but it was already too late. His jeans were wet, his body hurt and the worst of all he had embarrassed himself in front of Phil, making a fool of himself by falling down because of the ice.

'Why can’t I do anything right? Why do I have to ruin everything even before it starts? I hate this. I always fuck up’ were the thoughts inside Dan’s mind, making him look down to his lap as he felt his eyes water. 'Great. Now I’m about to start crying. How can anything else go wrong?’ but before his thoughts could get deeper, he heard Phil’s worried voice calling him.

“Dan, hey, you okay?” Phil asked once he approached him, crouching down to his level.

Dan just nodded, not looking at Phil so he wouldn’t see his watery brown eyes. He didn’t think he could handle Phil laughing at his tears, because he was sure he would. Who wouldn’t laugh at Dan’s ridiculousness, huh?

He tried to dismiss Phil by lifting his right arm and waving his hand but he hadn’t realized his wrist hurt so he let out a little scream, and tried to still it with his other hand but before he could even lift it Phil had gently grabbed his forearm to look at the sprained wrist.

“It’s not broken, but maybe needs to be bandaged.” Phil commented, “let me help you up, okay?”

Dan considered getting up by himself, but he realized he might fall back down since he had such weak arms so he just nodded.

He felt Phil’s presence behind him, putting his long arms under his armpits and easily lifting him, stilling the both of them on dry ground so they didn’t slip.

“You think you can walk? I tried to warn you about the ice but it was too late…” Phil said, taking a few steps so he could be in front of Dan, who was still avoiding his gaze by looking down to their feet.

“Yeah, my legs are fine, my butt hurts a bit and also does my lower back but it will be fine.” Dan said in a small voice, trying to mask his pain, hoping Phil wouldn’t catch on it.

“If you are fine why does it look like you are about to cry, Dan?” Phil asked in a caring voice, putting his hand’s on Dan’s biceps so he could comfort him a bit.

Dan couldn’t believe it. The one time he didn’t want to be noticed while he was about to cry was the time he had the most caring man in front of him and he had ruined all chances of being with him by being such an awkward human being.

He sniffled and lifted his left hand to brush away a tear that had escaped from his eye, “Because I’m so embarrassed I cannot even look at you. I’m sorry I ruined our date. I fell down on ice because I wasn’t looking and I ended up with wet jeans and a sprained wrist in a span of a minute. I’m such a fuck-up. I’m so sorry Phil.”

Phil just stared at him. How could Dan think he had ruined their date by falling down? It wasn’t his fault the ground was slippery!

“Hey Dan,” Phil called for him in the sweetest voice, bringing one of his hands towards Dan’s chin, moving Dan’s head so he would look at him. His eyes were red from tears that were about to fall down and Phil really didn’t want to see the beautiful man in front of him cry. “First of all you are not a fuck-up, okay? Don’t ever say that again.” Dan was about to speak so he could deny everything Phil was saying but the blue eyed beat him to it.

“No, you don’t get a saying in this.” Phil lifted his index finger to Dan’s lips, shuting him up for good. “Also, you haven’t ruined anything. People fall al the time and this time it happened to be you, so don’t worry; I just want to make sure you are okay. I really want to continue this date so if you feel up to it we will go back to my apartment and bandage that wrist so we can continue it, what do you say?” Phil said, reassuring him that it was fine; that him falling didn’t change anything.

Dan just stared at him not really knowing what to respond. He didn’t feel like going out again, even if it was with Phil. He had had enough of snow and cold for today.

“We can stay inside if you prefer.” Phil suddenly said, as if he could read Dan’s mind. “I’ll make popcorn and we can watch a movie while bundled up in blankets on my sofa, okay? I will lend you some pyjama pants to wear so you can be more comfortable. What do you say?”

He looked at Dan with what the brown eyed could call “puppy-eyes” making it impossible to deny Phil’s request. Movie and blankets sounded really nice to be honest. He felt Phil’s fingers lace with his, making him take a step closer so they could look at each other better as he felt Phil’s thumbs caress his cold skin.

Dan smiled a bit at the gesture but didn’t respond. Phil was such a sweet man it almost made his heart melt.

“C'mon, Dan, I will let you choose whatever movie you want!” Phil said as a last attempt of convincing Dan to continue their date.

“Any movie I want?” Dan couldn’t help but blurt out the question to Phil, who eagerly nodded.

“Any movie, I promise.”

“Okay. But only because I get to choose the movie.” Dan said in a happier tone, starting to feel a bit better.

Phil grinned and untangled their hands, lifting them towards Dan’s beanie, brushing a few snowflakes that had fallen down on it before pulling it over his ears so they wouldn’t get colder than they already were.

“Now we can go if you want.” Phil said in a really quiet voice, as if it was a secret only for the both of them.

Dan nodded again, a silly smile on his face, a complete loss of words because of the gestures of the man in front of him. So he just laced his left hand fingers with Phil’s right, giving him a hint of what he wanted.

“Well then, show me the way.” Dan whispered in the same tone.

Phil looked at their hands and then into Dan’s eyes, which still were a bit watery so in hopes of making Dan a bit happier he leaned in and softly kissed Dan’s cold cheek, which now was getting red with the faint blush that was starting to appear.

Dan ducked his head, trying to hide his now red tinted cheeks, but as soon as he lowered it he had to lift it again, because Phil had started to pull him to the exit of the park towards his apartment, not giving him time to feel shy about it.

If Phil asked, he could say that his red cheeks were from the cold, but he was sure the blue eyed wasn’t going to believe it anyway.


“None of what’s happened is real because May was an LMD through it all.”

Actually… she wasn’t. She was herself for the first 7 episodes of the season, and for the first part of the 8th, as well as everything in the three seasons prior to this. 

Yes, the LMD was there as they started to take the steps across that line between them, but the build up had already started:

  • Episode 1 - Phil was looking forward to seeing Melinda, she smiled when she saw the Zephyr arrive, and they had a moment alone after the mission.
  • Episode 2 - Melinda was suffering the affects of the ‘ghost’ yet there was still moments where she recognized Phil; when she was searching the lockers, and then even when she was fighting everyone there was a moment where she knew it was him. After, Phil tried to find out where she had been sent and Mace pointed out that Phil can’t be objective when it comes to her.
  • Episode 3 - Phil was worried about Melinda and wanted to be with her, and was annoyed at Mace for witholding the information as to her whereabouts. Melinda called him at the end, and he stepped away from the others to take the call even though they all care about May.
  • Episode 4 - Phil goes to pick Melinda up from Radcliffe’s and the two are noticeably pleased to be together again; small smiles and a little joking. He tells her that there’s a problem and he needs her with him, she doesn’t even question him: she’s in. 
  • Episode 5 - back in the field together, and Phil is clearly being protective of Melinda. He’s got her doing paperwork, trying to insist she take it easy, and he wants to know what she saw. When she eventually does tell him, it turns out that it was him she saw. When they are being chased by the Watchdogs, he gets her to go through the door first. And let’s not get started on all the little looks he gives her throughout this episode. So. Many. Hearteyes. And Melinda talking to Daisy later? I’m not even going to say anything because how she feels was pretty obvious from that.
  • Episode 6 - Phil needs the Darkhold to be hidden and safe, so who does he trust? Melinda. And not just because she’s the only one in the room with him; he explicitly says she’s the only one he can trust with it. 
  • Episode 7 - Melinda is visibly distressed at losing Phil, to the point where she has lost her usual stoic mask. Everyone can see how much she misses him, especially Mack who steps up and tries to talk her out of using the Darkhold - a rash decision she makes because she is so desperate to get him back that she will do whatever it takes. And the moment when she’s alone, or rather thinks she’s alone but Phil is actually there? Talking about that bottle of Haig and wondering what they’ve been waiting for? If you seriously think she was just talking about opening a bottle of whiskey then… I can’t help you. When they get the portal open, she tries to go to his aid but is held back by Radcliffe, but her voice seems to encourage Phil to fight harder to get back. More hearteyes occur later when he mentions to her about opening the bottle of Haig. 
  • Episode 8 - When they are parting ways, there is no denying the flirtation that was going on between them. Hearteyes on both sides, teasing smiles… it was perfect. And Melinda’s lip bite as she watches him go… 

So yes, you’re right, there was absolutely nothing there prior to the LMD taking her place. Nothing at all. (please note the sarcasm)

Learning, a Philinda Reunion Fic

Title: Learning

Summary: They’ve been best friends over half their lives. They know how they deal with trauma, what makes them happy, who they trust. They can recognize when someone is impersonating their partner. But they don’t know each other physically.

Rating: NC-17. There was only one reunion smut fic out there and that needed to be fixed.

Notes: Major spoilers to 4x12. Really not my usual writing style, the language is more colorful and gentle, but I wanted to experiment. [AO3 Link]


She never wanted to stop kissing him. 

Kissing Phil Coulson was like nothing else. They had kissed once or twice on undercover ops, but it had never been like this. Those kisses had been more withdrawn and far less intense. 

Intense was the only word to describe the way he was kissing her now.

Once hand cupped the back of her head, stroking her hair, while the other held onto her just beneath her ribs. His mouth pressed to hers, overlapping her bottom lip and not afraid to take control. She’d never found herself to like kissing so much until now, but kissing him was all she wanted to do with the rest of her life.

Although, now that she thought about it, there were more interesting things they could be doing than kissing right now.

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we nostalgically gaze back and think about what it means

Happy Birthday Philly

Dan sat on his bed, impatiently looking at the clock every ten seconds to check the time. It was currently 11:40pm and there were only 20 minutes left until Phil’s 30th birthday. 

Phil was asleep in their shared bedroom, while Dan sat on his bed mindlessly scrolling through tumblr, looking at the ‘happy birthday phil’ posts that had already started appearing. Beside him sat the cup cake he had bought for Phil, because the other boy had insisted that they did not need a cake. Dan had not told him of his plan (it was meant to be a surprise) but had already warned him that if Dan ate most of it, Phil would only have himself to blame.

Dan looked at the clock again, only 10 minutes were left until the clock struck 12. He got up from his position, his left pocket heavy with Phil’s birthday gift, grabbed the  red velvet cupcake and some candles. He lit the candles, and grabbed the party popper he had kept especially for this very occasion. He walked to their shared bedroom, where Phil lay asleep unaware of Dan’s presence. Dan looked at the time in his phone again, and saw that it was now 11:59pm. He sat on the bed beside Phil, careful to not move too much. Gently placing his hands on the older boy’s shoulders, Dan shook him lightly.

A small groan erupted from the soft pink lips whose taste and feel Dan knew all too well. The room was dark and the only source of light was the candles on the cupcake. Dan shook Phil again and whispered in a soft voice “get up Phil!”. When Phil continued to ignore his labours, Dan promptly decided to take the matter into his own hands. He leaned against the bed, hands right near Phil’s face, and suddenly burst the party popper in his face. Phil woke up with a start and a shrill shriek erupted from his lips.
He quickly got up so that he was sitting on the bed, leaning against the bed frame. Rubbing his eyes in a languid manner now that he had visibly relaxed seeing that Dan was the cause of the noise, he asked in a husky voice, “What is it bear?”. He didn’t sound upset, only a bit tired and worried. He was used to getting woken up in the middle of the night by the sound of Dan’s feet padding against the hall carpet as he paced the hallway at 3am, but Dan rarely woke Phil up on purpose at such an odd time of the night.

“PHILLY!” Dan practically shrieked, his whole body emanating energy and happiness “It’s your birthday!” He finished with a smile, shoving the cake (which had until now been hidden from his view behind Dan’s back) in Phil’s eyesight.

Phil audibly gasped. Sure Dan did this every year and sure Dan was always the first one to wish him and shower him with love and kisses, but he had always saved the cake and presents for the next morning. It must be something special this year Phil thought.

And his guess could not have been more accurate. Of course it was something special. But we’ll get to that later.

“Happy birthday philly” Dan repeated,  a huge smile plastered on his face, as though he was the one who was to receive presents.

Phil’s usual smile was so bright it could grow flowers, Dan had said so himself on many occasions, but the smile Phil gave him now was enough assurance that what he was about to do, what he had been planning to do for almost 3 months, was not a mistake.

Phil blew out the candles, and darkness fell, for neither of these dorks had thought of switching on the light before.
Phil laughed at their stupidity and got up to switch on the light. A gentle touch to the arm stopped him, and Dan got up, slinging his arms around Phil’s waist. The moonlight shone through the window, just enough to illuminate their faces.

Dan slowly leaned in to kiss his boyfriend, and just before their lips met he breathed out a “may I?”. Phil smiled and close the gap between them, his answer clear from his actions. Their lips met in a slow and loving kiss, one that was not rushed or passionate, as if to say “I’m here. I’ll always be here.”
Their tongues danced in beautiful harmony, tasting each other slowly. Dan’s hands found their way to Phil’s hair, and he curled his fingers around the ebony locks at the base of his neck. Phil arms hung losely around Dan’s hips, and he pulled the younger boy closer.

They broke away to breathe, and a crimson blush covered Dan’s soft features. Phil smirked lightly, relishing in the fact that even after 7 years he still had the ability to reduce the brown haired boy to a blushing mess with just a kiss.

He proceeded towards the switch board  (is that what they’re called?)
and turned on the light. The room was instantly illuminated by the florescent  light, and as Phil turned around, he was greeted by a sight the most fortunate people are greeted by only once in their lifetime.

Dan crouched in front of him, a box in  his left hand, open, revealing the ring that lay inside it.

Phil gasped, overcome with so many feelings, he didn’t know what to say. Waves and waves of happiness and excitement crashed over him, and in no time he began to tear up. Before he could say something, Dan spoke up.

“Phil, ever since the day I met you on the train station, I knew you were the one I wanted to spend the rest of my life with. Hell! I realised it before we even met. You have always been my inspiration, my protector, the love of my life. I was a depressed teenager with zero friends and no future, but you changed all of that Phil. You are the only reason I am where I am today. I’m not going to go into the details of how much you’ve helped me and cared for me because let’s be honest I don’t want to be sitting in this  painful position until 5am.” Dan breathed out a soft chuckle. His voice was quivering, like it always did when he wasn’t sure of what he was doing, or was nervous.
Phil just stood there, frozen, a million thoughts rushing through his mind, and more than half of them were just his brain screaming “YES”. Nevertheless, he let the the younger boy continue his speech- which- from living with him for 5 years, Phil knew was not a prepared speech. The boy was speaking straight from his heart and that was what touched Phil the most.

“I have known you for 7 years, and there isn’t one moment of those seven years that I regret. Sure I joke about regretting everything I do, but the one thing I don’t regret - I will never regret- is messaging you on twitter. Because it got me a beautiful friend, and the best boyfriend.
I love you Phil.  I love you so much. I love your stupid animal facts. I love your warm and welcoming hugs, I love your inability to cook without setting the whole flat on fire- because it gives me a reason to cook for you- I love your smile and your weird raps about Dil. I love loving with you. I love that you are a part of my life. I love EVERYTHING about you Phil. I love the way your tongue pokes out when you laugh. I love your ability to make me feel better about myself. I love you for your beautiful soul and I love your entire existence.

The last year has made me realise how important you are to me and what an integral part of my life you are. I don’t want to spend even a day of my life without you. If you say yes to the question I’m about to ask you, I will be more than happy to spend the rest of my life with you.

So Phillip Michael Lester, will you marry me?” Dan ended his long speech with a breathless sigh as he usually did when he finished something he was nervous about.

Phil said nothing. He stood there for a good 2 minutes just staring at Dan, his eyes glistening with tears and his lower lip quivering. His mind screamed “YES YES YES HOLY HELL YES” But his body seemed to have gone limp.

Finally he found his tongue, and breathed out “yes”.

Dan’s eyes lit up with a twinkle and a smile formed on his lips, one that showed his deep dimples that Phil loved.

“Yes”. Phil said again, in a more confident tone, a huge smile forming on his lips as well.

Dan began to get up from the floor, but before he could stand up straight, Phil jumped onto him, hugging him tight, making them both fall to the ground in a giggling, blushing mess. The ring was still clutched in Dan’s left hand, and Phil turned his gaze to it once, before smiling again and lightly pressing his lips to Dan’s.  They broke apart after a few seconds, their cheeks flushed and breathing ragged.

Dan sat up, sitting across from Phil. He quickly took the ring out of the box, taking Phil’s left hand and quickly slipping the ring on. They just sat there, looking into each others eyes, sharp icy blue mixing with warm, inviting brown.

They didn’t have to say anything more, soft kisses were shared between them, ones that said “I’m here. And now it’s definite that I’ll always be here.”

After a few minutes Phil spoke,“So, you love me huh?” He proceeded to grab the cupcake from the bed, taking a small bite out of it.
“Shut up you spork. I literally say that everyday.” Dan took the cupcake from Phil, stuffing his face with a large bite.
“But still”
Dan giggled, his cheeks tinted pink and chapped lips stretched in a smile.

“How did you decide you were going to do this?” Phil asked gently, nodding towards the ring.
“I’ve wanted to do this for 2 years now, but I was always to scared to ask first. But then I figured… You’re turning thirty, definitely you’d want something permanent right? And if you didn’t want me we wouldn’t be together after 7 years, so I just figured, I should ask you. ”

“Well you proved all the fanfiction writers wrong” Phil chuckled, referring to how most of their fans were certain that Phil would be the one to propose.

“Don’t laugh.” Dan said with a chuckle, ruining the meaning of his statement. “I have been worrying about this for 3 months”

“You really do overthink things” Phil mused.
Dan just shoved him playfully.

Phil looked at his ring again, it felt weird on his finger, but good weird. The weight felt reassuring to him, a physical promise to remind him that what Dan and he had was real. It was a platinum love band, and upon closer inspection one could see the words “this is the most fun I’ve ever had” engraved on it (because Dan was a cheesy little shit)
“You’re so cheesy Dan” Phil exclaimed, referring to the engraved words. He couldn’t help but smile and feel greatful to have such a beautiful man in his life.
“Shut up you love it”, Dan retorted, and before Phil could manage another sassy remark, Dan had smothered him with a kiss.
As they broke away from the kiss, Dan once again repeated, a cheeky grin evident on his face “Happy birthday you spork”
“Thank you for the best birthday gift ever bear. ”
And neither of them regretted the promise they had made to each other on the night of the 30th of January, 2017.

A/N so I usually post my stuff on wattpad (my wattpad is @/ fandomsarespooky) and this is my first time posting a fic on tumblr. My blog isn’t really popular but I’d really appreciate feedback and reblogs. If you want me to write something then feel free to send in prompts!💕

so everyone has these cute stories abt how their parents met and fell in love but my dad took my mum to see his beehives for their first date and she wore rly potent perfume that bees hate and she got swarmed by his frickign bees and she just stood there and went “PHIL CALL OFF YOUR BEES” and now they married


In which Dan would most definitely not trust the stranger, but is perfectly happy with being slapped by Phil. 

Reasons Why Dan Has Basically Come Out

1. he didn’t
2. all he did was paint his nails
3. although the fact that him painting his nails is WONDERFUL if you seriously think a man painting his nails instantly makes him gay you are just stereotyping all queer men and you should be ashamed :)

Static (6/9)

Pairing: Phan

Genre: Romance

Rating: Mature

Summary: There’s something to say about Dan’s knowledge of his own body when it takes him nearly four weeks to actually notice that something is different.

Warnings: Mpreg, le gay

A/N: Big disclaimer – once again – that I do not in fact know any of these people in real life. I’ve been trying to avoid using the names of people at the radio station or members of Daniel’s family but I have eventually ended up doing it. I don’t mean to cast any aspersions on these lovely people. This is all fiction. None of this is real. All of your dreams are dead.

Anyway, I hope you guys like this part. Somehow it became 6k words? I’m actually slightly proud of myself because usually I end up forgetting half of what I was meaning to write. However, quantity is no promise of quality so I’ll let you lovely readers be the judge of that.

Dan’s – fictional – grandmother using ‘chickpea’ is based on my stepmother, who’s always used it. The character of Will just sort of came about by accident but I like him so he’s here to stay for a little while. Also, CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT FINALLY.


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The ultrasound is heavily blurred but the doctor confirms what both Dan and Phil were thinking as they looked at the mass of black and white shadows.

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Beating of Hearts // A Phan One-Shot

Genre: teeth-rotting fluff

Relationship status: together

Words: 11.4k (whoops)

Warnings: Hospitals, heart problems, fainting, some swearing, DOES NOT CONTAIN DEATH

Summary: When Dan goes to the doctor’s office for a cold, he comes back with news he never thought he was going to get before: something is wrong with his heart.

Based on real-life events of yours truly.

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