phan drabble


Summary: During a sleepless night, Dan and Phil discuss the (near) future.

Genre: Reality 

Warnings: None

Word Count: 903

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“It only seems two minutes since we were buying the damn place” Dan shakes his head and laughs to himself. Five years seemed so short, yet so long at the same time.

He spares a thought to that possibly being because of the company he’d shared it with. That’s what it had been at the flat before.

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09 Skype

~Phil sexting Dan with one hand and getting off with the other, Dan doing the same. Surprisingly it’s Dan’s idea to bring Skype into their flirty sexting, adding a video clip to the text to convince Phil.

~Then Phil called Dan, head barely in view, whilst fisting his cock with one hand. Dan fingering himself on camera, moaning Phil’s name as he came all over his fingers.

~Phil whimpering words of praise and degradation to him, voice cracking with pleasure and lust. Phil’s pupils diluting at the sight of Dan coming on his hand.

~Dan whispering dirty things as Phil finishes, smirking at the affect he has on the older boy. Phil looking up at the camera and saying:

~‘Next time do you think you could use a vibrator? ’

They’re lounging on the couch when he feels it. A tickle of fingers on his arm that send the hairs jumping straight up.

“Daaannn, I don’t think I’m gonna make it through the night. Can you let me know who wins?” Phil’s voice is barely above a whisper, his ice blue eyes drooping more and more with each passing second.

“Aww come on, you spork. You told the whole world you were gonna stay up the whole night. Anyway, I need someone to hold me when Moonlight inevitably loses to La La Land and I lose what little faith I have left in humanity. Please? For me?” Contrary to Phil, Dan’s entire body is buzzing. This time of night, when the whole world is asleep, is when he feels the most energized. There’s just something about the twilight that fills him with endless possibilities.

“So…sleepy…too much Final Fantasy last night. I’m sorry, Dan.” And Phil’s eyes finally blink closed and remain like that, even as Bryrony lets out a loud boo at the TV. Dan merely shakes his head, rolling his eyes in mock defeat.

He reaches down to the coffee table in front of them, opening the sliding glass doors to pull out a pastel-coloured patchwork quilt. Thank God for his friends and their cosy blankets. Dan tucks the blanket carefully around Phil as soft snores escape the man’s mouth, somehow sounding almost melodic coming from him. He makes sure to lift Phil’s arms up gently and rest his hands on top of the blanket, as he knows how his limbs have a tendency to fidget when he sleeps. With his glasses still on and a stray bit of fringe curling on his forehead, Dan is sure he’s gazing at the face of an angel. Then he snaps out of it suddenly.

Wait a minute. Phil had told Twitter of his plans to stay awake for the whole show this year, but of course he had failed yet again. This was the perfect time for Dan to get his revenge on all those sleeping pictures Phil had posted of him over the years. He picks up his phone from the couch and switches on the camera, quickly flipping it to the back lens. No accidental front selfies tonight–especially not at this ungodly hour, when he had already pushed his fringe back and his eyes were likely rimmed with red. He stretches his other arm out, curling the fingers slightly in a “this guy” gesture, then quickly snaps the photo. His mouth curls up wickedly as he opens up Twitter and quickly finds Phil’s tweet, replying merely with the photo and two simple words: “he failed”. Phil may kill him when he wakes up, but hey, the world deserves to know.

And with that, Dan locks his phone and tosses it down on the sofa, cuddling up to Phil’s safe warmth and directing his focus back to the TV. Tonight was all about his friends and celebrating the triumphs of cinema–and as a massive film nerd, Dan wants to be present for every minute of it. Still, he presses a tender kiss to Phil’s head, gently pushing the stray curl back to where it belongs with the rest of Phil’s fringe. That man is just so damn cute–and honestly, the world deserved to know that. But right now, in this vulnerable moment, he’s all Dan’s–and Dan truly couldn’t be more grateful.

Achoo! (plp 2017)

Title: Achoo!

Word count: 922

Drabbler: @emphansis

Doodler: @kittycatriona

Beta: @phanksforthememeries

Warnings: Illness??

Summary: Phil just wanted a kiss but all he got in return was a sneeze.

A/N: this fic is probably the silliest thing i’ve ever written but i got the idea and i couldn’t resist xD thanks @phandomlittlepop for organising this wonderful event! i’ve participated twice now and i’m definitely doing it again next time! :D

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The Consequences of a Sleepy Dan

Words: 1,711

Type: Fluff, sleepy, friends to lovers, reality, kissing, to break my writer’s block.

Summary: Dan fell asleep too late, rather too early, and now he faces the consequences in the morning. Though they aren’t all bad.

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The light outside the dark clothed windows in Dan’s room woke him up far too early for his liking. He’d been up late the night before, his brain frayed from sleeping so much nowadays and he ended up diving into the world of human anatomy to learn about how the brain works. Interestingly he learned that the two hemispheres of the brain could be disconnected from one another and the person could still go on about their daily lives as if nothing had changed. Dan had found this fact so fascinating he ended up on his computer until the early hours of the morning when he finally called it quits for the night.

Dan stretched out his limbs, his back muscles stiff from his odd sleeping position. Slowly, Dan got out of bed and made his way towards the lounge as he yawned. He was still unbelievably tired, it must be only a few hours after he had went to sleep, he thought.

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I decide to write this as a bit of a ficlet/drabble, hope you enjoy!

Dan and Phil had talked about it on Skype countless times before, and now, as Dan desperately clawed at Phil’s bare back, he was more sure than ever that he wanted to have sex with Phil. He was ready, he was willing, and he was sure as hell consenting, but there was one small problem. Dan wasn’t sure he could even last.

Almost as soon as they started making out, Phil had gone for Dan’s neck, knowing that it tended to be a sensitive spot for most people. What Phil didn’t know was just how sensitive Dan’s neck would be. The moment his lips so much as brushed against the skin just under Dan’s jawline, the younger boy melted. The moan he let out was pornographic, sending blood straight to Phil’s cock as he moved his mouth further down, nipping experimentally.

Both of their shirts were shed seconds later, both desperate to feel the other’s flushed skin against their own. Phil let his lips, his teeth, his tongue explore all over Dan’s chest and shoulders, ultimately returning to leave deep purple marks all over his neck, which brings things back to now.

Phil was grinding down into Dan with a slow steady rhythm, continuing to litter his neck and, now, shoulders with dark hickeys. Dan was bucking up into each of Phil’s movements, feeling himself quickly losing control.

He knew that he couldn’t take any more of this without coming, and, yet, he felt himself roll his head to the side, practically begging Phi to bite and suck harder.

And, oh, did Phil oblige.

The sensation was borderline painful, and Dan loved it. His mouth was hanging open, his eyes going from wide open to squeezed shut as he moaned Phil’s name over and over. With the extra encouragement, Phil also took the liberty of grinding harder, the extra friction pushing Dan so close to edge he had to focus all of his energy on not coming.

But Phil had moved his mouth up ever so slightly, finding an unmarked space just below Dan’s earlobe. He started by nipping lightly on the shell of his ear, moving down to suck on his earlobe, teasing by gently running his lips over the warm skin. He knew Dan was right on the edge, and he relished in the whimpers and gasps as he continued to frustrate the younger boy.

With a low chuckle, Phil finally bit down into Dan’s skin, sucking a gorgeous mark into the blank space. Dan’s entire body tensed, his teeth clenching over a whorish moan as he came in his jeans.

Phil couldn’t help but giggle as he watched Dan come down from his high, causing the younger boy to blush and avert his eyes.

“Sorry, I just…my necks sorta..”

“It’s fine,” Phil smiled, gently pulling Dan’s head up to meet his gaze, “I was eighteen once too, you know.” Dan smiled shyly his blush fading from deep red to a warm pink. “I was just thinking how hard it’s going to be for you to hide those from your parents.”

Dan’s face fell as the realization hit him, “Shit!”

Phil laughed again, “Hey, theres a Boot’s down the street that probably has some makeup we can use. Once you’re all cleaned up, that is.”

Dan smiled, reaching to pull Phil into a giggly kiss before heading off to the bathroom, change of clothes in hand.

Guess the Kink

Dan and Phil never acted like a normal couple. They never really held hands or kissed in public or cuddled all that much. It just wasn’t them. But they had their own way of being together like Dan calling him Philly whenever he was feeling needy. Or Phil giving Dan the Japan Cat to make him feel better after an existential crisis. They sometimes acted more like best friends than the stereotypical couple aesthetic. But Dan preferred that, he liked that, that was what he always wanted in a relationship. Just really close best friends. With sex. So much sex.

So much…vanilla sex. And honestly, Dan didn’t mind but he knew Phil had to be hiding some secret kink. He just had to figure out what. Phil already knew his. It was riding Phil like a drunk white girl rides a mechanical bull, sloppily and somehow satisfying. But Phil’s kink? That was still a mystery.

He walked into the living room with a bowl full of popcorn to find Phil still debating on what to watch for date night. “Okay. Scream marathon or American Horror Story? Or Kill Bill? Or Buffy? Oh or maybe-”

“Scream marathon.” Dan interrupted as he took up all the space on the couch and shoveled popcorn into his mouth. “Cause you’re a screamer.”

Phil tossed a dvd at him over his shoulder and missed. He hit his cereal bowl from that morning and Dan watched as old milk spilled all over the place. Phil did that little scream he always did at the slightest disturbance in his force. “Dammit Phil.”

“Sorry!” Phil said making no attempt to get up and clean it.

So Dan with a roll of his eyes got up and grabbed some paper towels from the kitchen and tossed them lazily over the mess. That should soak it up. And he saw Phil still unsure of Scream or Buffy. Nerd.

Dan walked over and pushed Phil’s hands out the way and sat on his lap, chest to chest. He grinned. “So what’s your kink?”

Phil snorted. “I don’t have one.”

“Everyone has one. You just don’t know what it is yet. Or you do know and you’re not telling. And if that’s so you’re an asshole.”

Phil rolled his eyes and leaned back on his hands. Dan stayed put and fiddled with the edge of Phil’s shirt before squinting up at Phil. “I’m gonna guess it. Whatever gives you an instant hard on must be your kink. Spanking?”

“Uhm my dick says no.” Phil laughed. Dan absently tapped on Phil’s chest as he rambled off kinks.

“Do you secretly want to bottom?”



“Ew, no.”


“I wouldn’t be opposed to that but nah.”

“Sexual peeing?”

Phil made a grossed out face, he looked almost as grossed out as that last time he ate cheese. “What even is that?”

“You don’t want to know.” Dan got a shudder down his back just thinking about it.

“Why do you even know that?” Phil’s voice asked getting that high pitch.

“Long story. Don’t ask. There’s a cannibal kink, too. I really hope it’s not that one.”

Phil pressed a hand to Dan’s forehead. “What are you sick? Mad? I honestly don’t want to know what you’ve been looking up on tumblr.”

Dan threw his head back and laughed before swatting his hand off. “It was a YouTube video thank you very much of the top ten weirdest kinks. I had to know!”

“Why is that even a thing?”

“Some people are freaky.” Dan shrugged. “Moving on. Threesome?”

“You’re all I need.”

“Don’t get sappy, you fucker. We don’t do that shit. Oh I know what it is.” Dan said with a shit eating grin. “How could I not have seen it earlier?”


“Oh. It’s nothing.” Dan smirked before leaning up against Phil and whispering into his ear. “Just that I love you, Daddy.”

Phil bit back a moan and Dan jumped up triumphantly. “Yes. Fuck yes! I own you. Oh I knew you were a kinky one.”

Phil was blushing red from his spot on the floor. “Shut up! I’ll throw another movie at you.”

“Go ahead…daddy.”

Phil bit hard on his lip. “Stop that!”

“What you gonna do about it? Gonna fuck me, daddy?”

Phil scrambled up and ran after Dan through their apartment until finally he football tackled him in the hallway and knocking the wind out of both of them. Dan rolled into his back laughing as Phil lied next to him, his face still in the floor.

“I am.” Phil mumbled.

“You’re what?” Dan asked looking lovingly at the clumsy idiot next to him.

“Gonna fuck you.” Phil said as he turned his head just enough to be able to look at him with a smug yet somehow still dorky grin. “After the movie though. I decided I do want to watch scream.

Dan rolled his eyes. "Okay, daddy.”

A/N: Hey babes! Just a short little prompt that I promised I’d do for owllover625 if they gave me a week.
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phan coming out headcanon!

So I had this idea when Joey Graceffa came out with his music video but I never posted it so I thought I would post it here to celebrate 500 followers! :)

Imagine one day Dan announces he’s finally going to upload a video of him playing the piano. Finally, the day comes, and he uploads the video. Weirdly, when he tweets to announce the video, he says “the video you have all been waiting for (and in more ways than one 😉 )”. Also strange, Phil retweets the tweet. 

The video is titled “Don’t Wait - Joey Graceffa | Piano Cover by Dan”. It starts without an intro, and Dan immediately starts playing the familiar tune. Towards the end of the song, Phil suddenly comes into view, sliding onto the piano bench next to Dan. Abruptly, Phil places his hand on Dan’s thigh, in a seemingly comforting gesture. 

As Dan reaches the ending cord, Phil leans over and kisses Dan softly on the cheek. Dan then turns his head and gently kisses Phil in return. The video ends.

The description only says one thing; “Hey guys! The whole title didn’t fit. The full title is ‘Don’t Wait - Joey Graceffa | Piano Cover by Dan Lester’ :)”.

Malevolent Mistletoes

Summary: Dan and Phil hate each other and yet they’re underneath a mistletoe together.

Word Count: 1.1k

Genre: Fluff (and christmas)

you might have seen this already on the @phan-drabble-advent-calendar blog, but here’s for anyone who missed it! don’t forget to go check out the drabbles of other authors, there’s a new one every day this month!

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Blue Eyes

Summary: Dan finds out that he’s an Omega on his sixteenth birthday, and his dad isn’t exactly supportive of this, so Dan runs to the person he trusts most, Phil.

Genre: AU, Fluff

Word Count: 964

A/N: I haven’t written phan omegaverse in awhile so I thought I would combine it with my other favorite thing which happens to be pastel!Dan.

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The Boy and the Book

Summary/Prompt: Dan is dyslexic and downloads audio books on his phone to help him read. The teacher sees Dan on his phone and confiscates it without listening, thinking it’s just another teenager with excuses for not working. Phil see’s how distressed Dan is and moves his desk over to ask what’s wrong. Phil ends up reading the book to Dan.

Word Count: 742

Warnings: dyslexia

To put it simply, Dan was dyslexic. He had trouble reading; letters, numbers, and basically any symbols often became jumbled and confused to him. It was a bit irritating sometimes knowing he’d never be able to read words like everyone else, but he managed. He wasn’t stupid by any means (he was actually one of the smartest people in his class) he was just at a bit of a disadvantage. He could read and write, he just tried to avoid it as much as he could because it oftentimes frustrated him to do so.

So if his teacher’s ever gave him a reading assignment, he’d just listen to the audio version instead. He’d find the audio book online and just listen to it- he found people reading to him to be rather soothing and relaxing. He rather enjoyed listening to audio books and it was so much less frustrating than to actually read the book himself.

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Less Is More

Summary: Phil continued to gaze at him while absent-mindedly playing with his hair, thinking about how if time were to freeze, he would want it to be at this moment. This moment, where they were happy, young and heads-over-heels in love. He never wanted this moment to end. All this was what had led to him blurting that fatal question.

Genre/Tags: Fluff, drabble, proposal

Warnings: Swearing

Disclaimer: This is a fanfiction. I am not making assumptions or statements about any of the characters shown in this story, it’s all for the sake of story-telling and should not be taken seriously.

Word Count: 661

A/N: Just a ‘lil bit of fluff to lighten up your day :) Enjoy!


“Let’s get married.”

It was late at night, and they were binge-watching Planet Earth 2 on their bed. Snacks were laid out in front of them, both were recovering from a hectic Christmas season, and Dan was safely wrapped up in Phil’s arms, his head resting on his shoulder. Life was good.

As interesting as the documentary was, Phil couldn’t help but watch the man beside him instead.

Daniel James Howell. Best friend, boyfriend, business partner, love of his life. Mature, intelligent, creative, compassionate, kind, funny, sarcastic, beautiful, graceful, tall. There was an infinite amount of ways to describe him, but none of them came close to completely describing the bigger picture that was Dan.

To say that Phil couldn’t imagine life without him was an understatement. The amount they’d come to depend on each other was more than a little scary - neither of them would have minded of course, for when you’re in love you want nothing more than an excuse to be close to your significant other, but considering how life was notorious for pulling people apart… Let’s just say that they both knew that both of them would be more than just royally fucked if they were to be pulled apart. They couldn’t live without each other and had no intentions to, to put it simply.

Because of the simple fact that life could be cruel and unforgiving, both of them had made it an unspoken point to enjoy each other and bask in each other’s existence while they still could…

…and that was what Phil was doing now. Over seven years since they’d found each other, and he sill wondered what he’d done that the universe had blessed him with someone so perfect for him, someone so irresistibly easy to love - frankly, in Phil’s opinion, it would take any reasonable person more effort to not love him. He’d never been sure of many things, but he was sure that he never wanted to let go.

He subconsciously pulled the brown-haired boy closer, who in turn closed his eyes and sighed contently. Phil continued to gaze at him while absent-mindedly playing with his hair, thinking about how if time were to freeze, he would want it to be at this moment. This moment, where they were happy, young and heads-over-heels in love. He never wanted this moment to end.

All this was what had led to him blurting that fatal question.

“Let’s get married.”

Dan opened his eyes and slowly disentangled himself, sitting crosslegged on the bed. His face conveyed nothing if not confusion.

Shit, thought Phil. Maybe he doesn’t want to get married, maybe I was too forward. Oh, fuck…

“Forget I said anything, I wasn’t thinking straight and hell, I don’t even have a ring–“ he blurted before being tackled into a bone-crushing hug.

“About bloody time, you spork! Of course we’ll get married,” Dan’s voice rang out. You couldn’t have heard the smile in his tone more if there had been a sign.

Phil took a moment to process everything that had happened over the past few moments. He’d proposed, actually proposed, to Dan that they should get married–

But Dan had said yes.

Despite the circumstances, the proposal being completely out of the blue and very low-key, Dan had accepted it. Accepted it with nothing but joy and affection.

Phil returned the hug, but even tighter. Neither of them said anything - nothing was needed to be said - but it wasn’t long before Phil felt tears that weren’t his staining his shirt. Shortly after he shed a few, too.

This wasn’t how he’d expected the night to go. He’d expected to spend it watching relaxing nature documentaries with his boyfriend, not shedding happy tears with his now-fiancée. The proposal had been unplanned, but it came during a moment of complete adoration for the one he loved. It had come straight from the heart.

He wouldn’t have had it any other way.


New At This (Phan)

Summary: Adamant they are missing out on a pivotal stage in their teenage years, Dan and Phil decide to be each other’s first kisses. 

Genre: Awkward teenage phan, so much fluff

Word Count: 998 (my first drabble yay)

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Arranged Marriage

Summary: Dan and Phil’s marriage have been arranged by their parents, and neither of them are exactly thrilled about it. Dan’s younger than Phil and Phil had his whole life planned out but now things have changed. It’s December now, and Dan’s terrified he’ll have to spend Christmas alone. But he gets a surprise.

Word Count: 994

Genre: AU, Angst

A/N: This is the fic that I wrote for phan-drabble-advent-calendar but I never posted it on my blog and I haven’t wrote anything for awhile so here’s this.

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Normality (Phan One-Shot)

Words: 1915

Type: Fluff, First Kiss, Getting Together, cuddles.

Summary: After long months of touring, Dan and Phil arrive home. And though all Dan wanted was to sleep in his own bed, he couldn’t fall asleep after sleeping in Phil’s arms for months. So Dan decides he’ll go sleep with Phil then.

As their tour just ended, Dan and Phil awoke in their flat for the first time in months. Finally home. Finally. It had been months since they had a chance to rest, let alone be home. Their tours, for now at the very least, were over. The fact was both sad and pleasing at the same time somehow. They both were utterly exhausted from the long nights they had put in, not to mention the constant time changes they went through (what’s up with that America?) and sad to see an end to the happy faces of their viewers meeting them.  And on Dan’s part, maybe it had a little to do with the fact that now he and Phil wouldn’t have to share a bed anymore. But if it was, he was most definitely keeping that tidbit to himself.

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anonymous asked:

Could you write a fic about Dan sucking his thumb when, he is either stressed, tired or sad and Phil think's it's the cutest thing ever

Title: Childish

A/N: here’s an embarrassing lauren fact i sucked my thumb till i was like 14 wow

Phil doesn’t even know if Dan realises he does it, but he’ll never point it out to him, purely because if he did Dan would probably try to stop, and Phil would never want that.

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