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But I’m Not a Baby (part 1)

Pairing: AmazingPhil & Daniel Howell

Genre: Fluff, light/smut, light/little!space

Word Count: 6000

Summary: After a visit to the dentist, Dan is prescribed a form of ‘medication’ he doesn’t necessarily agree with.

Author Note: Since all my past little!space fics have been fairly well received, I wanted to write another. However, I want this one, for sake of believability (used loosely), to be paced out better. So this will be a full series. This may not be packed with little!space but it will only get better from here!

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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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anonymous asked:

Hey so this is kind of strange but a couple weeks ago my mom fell off of a ladder while my family was doing some yard work (she's totally fine other then a couple bumps and bruises) and my dad took care of her and it was really sweet-though still terrifying. I was wondering if you could maybe write a oneshot or something where parent!Dan or Phil falls off of a ladder or a roof or something and the other has to take care of them? (No pressure at all I just thought it might be cute and fluffy)

Title: Nurse Lester
Summary: Dan falls off of a ladder and Phil has to take care of him
Warnings: none

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There was a thump, and Phil’s head whipped around to the source of the noise. He was holding his daughter, Ava, and she made a fussing noise when Phil accidentally pulled the dummy out of her mouth with his movement. 

“Dan?” He called, unsure. He knew that Dan had gone outside to take a look at an area on the roof that seemed to be leaking, and the source of the sound seemed to come from there. He didn’t get a response, and Phil began to grow worried. “Dan? You okay?” he called again, even though he was inside and Dan probably couldn’t hear him anyways.

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anonymous asked:

prompt: jelous phil about the anthony and dans video please i need it

Hope this satisfied your need! It turned out a bit longer than I was anticipating but thanks so much for the prompt!



Phil had never thought of himself as a violent person let alone anyone else, including his fans or other youtubers. Phil didn’t think Dan had even technically seen him all that angry. It rarely happened. And when it did it was usually for righteous, just reasons. Such as an abused animal or mistreated person.

That’s why as Phil sat at his desk watching the video Anthony had recently released in which Dan played a big part in, he desperately tried to push away these unfair feelings of jealousy, anger, and quite honestly…burning hatred. It was only natural right? Dan was his friend, his flatmate, his video partner. Dan rarely made videos with other people because he just didn’t care. He wasn’t a people person. So up until now, Phil had never really had to face exactly how possessive and jealous he really got. 

He tried to reason with himself. Why was he jealous? It was one video. It didn’t mean Dan was going to move out and never seen him again! But…Phil thought as he replayed the video for a third time, Dan had done a really good job in this video. He was really into it. He’d put everything he’d had into this video with Anthony. That’s what was doing it, Phil realized. Dan and Phil had gotten so used to filming with each other that everything came naturally to them. The banter, the comedy, things their fans would enjoy. They knew all of that and so filming together was just easy. Dan didn’t try that hard in the videos he made with Phil. Had their relationship really become so easy that Dan didn’t even try to impress him anymore? It wasn’t that long ago it seemed that Dan did absolutely everything to get Phil’s attention. Why had things changed? Was Phil doing something wrong? 

Phil leaned back in his desk chair, pausing the video and frowning at Anthony’s frozen face on the screen. He sighed, his anger replaced with a sudden twinge of sadness and fear. It wasn’t as if he could confront Dan about this. It would sound ridiculous and petty. And perhaps Dan would think Phil was jealous for other reasons… 

If someone asked, which many often did, he would describe him and Dan’s relation as a close friendship. There was no doubt in that. But the years they’d spent together side by side had brought them in a sense, closer than friends. Their had been those few drunk nights where the two had messed around a little. But they’d always woken up and ignored it. In fact, Phil wondered if Dan even remembered any of those nights.

So then, his jealousy was stemming from even more than he’d thought. Unspoken feelings it seemed. 

“Phil?”

Dan jumped as his door creaked open. He clicked open a tab before spinning around, his heart pounding. 

Dan furrowed his eye brows and smiled amusingly. “What are you doing?”

“Nothing.” Phil said stupidly.

Dan glanced at the screen over his shoulder and nodded. “Right. Staring at the Google home page is certainly a blast isn’t it?”

Phil opened his mouth to speak but Dan strode over to him and had the mouse in his hands before Phil could stop him. “Hey!”

“You’re a horrible liar Phil, I know you better than that. If you’re watching porn maybe I want to know if it’s any good.” 

“No, it’s not-” Phil started.

“What the fuck? It’s just Anthony’s video?” Dan scoffed. “Why would you be hiding this from me?” Dan stepped back and raised a brow at his friend, clearly confused and amused. 

“I told you it was nothing.” Phil insisted, trying to stop himself from stuttering and turning red. 

“Aww, were you admiring Anthony’s beautiful face? It is quite nice, isn’t it.”

“You’re only saying that because people think you look like alike.” Phil rolled his eyes, trying to act normal. 

“Duh.” Dan pushed playfully at Phil’s chair, spinning it around and stopping it once it turned completely. When Phil didn’t say anything Dan cocked his head. “Wait…do you really like him? Cause Phil, we to along really well. I bet I could talk to him for you or something.”

Phil’s heart flipped at the words. His skin heated and he felt the jealous boiling back up. “No!” Phil jumped up from his seat and paced to the other side of his bed.

“I don’t mind, really. He actually seems like your type. I think it would be really cute. I mean, you guys would have to keep  it under wraps for a while, with the fans and everything but-”

“Dan! Stop!”

Dan shushed instantly, his eyes widened a little with Phil’s seriousness. 

“It’s you Dan, I’m…you…in the video..I just…AH!” He growled through his teeth and pulled at his hair.

“Whoa, whoa, calm down. What are you going on about?”

“Dan, when did you stop trying?” Phil couldn’t get the right words out. In fact, he knew he shouldn’t be letting any words out at all but his boiling blood was making him say these things without thinking. 

“Stop trying?” Dan stepped away, taken aback by the insult. “Did I really do that bad in the video?” There was a pained look on Dan’s face and Phil immediately felt horrible. He knew how insecure Dan was about his video content, let alone what he did with other youtubers. 

“No, God, no that’s not what I meant. The video was amazing. But that’s just it Dan…you tried so hard to impress Anthony and I just…” His voice lowered and he avoided his friends eyes, “When did you stop trying to impress me?”

It was quiet for a long time. Long enough for Phil to swallow and risk a glance up. Catching site of Dan’s shocked expression though made him look away again quickly. 

“Phil…Oh my God. When did you start thinking that I’m not trying to impress you?”

Phil looked up at that, furrowing his brows. “What?”

Dan let out a sharp laugh and stepped towards his friend, sitting on the edge of the bed and looking up at him. “Every time I make a video I’m trying to impress you. That’s why I ask for you to watch it first. That’s why I always ask for your help if I can’t figure something out in the program.”

Phil shook his head, the words not quite computing. “But that’s just because you want to make sure your fans will like it and so that other youtubers are impressed. And I went to college for some of that stuff, that’s why you ask for me help.”

“Sit down.” Dan demanded, sounding angry but it was only because he couldn’t believe what he was hearing. Phil sat gingerly at the bed beside him, looking at him hesitantly. Dan looked directly into his eyes. This was obviously extremely important to Phil, and Phil had actually no clue as to all Dan did to make him proud. “I ask for your help because I want your approval. I want you to be proud of me. I may not cower anymore when I look at ‘AmazingPhil’ but that’s not because I’m not trying to impress you. It’s because I know you wouldn’t want me to worship you like I used to. How weird would that be if I still gawked every time you spoke?” Dan laughed.

Phil gave a small smile, looking away. “Well…fanboy fetus Dan was pretty cute though.” Dan punched him in the arm. “Ow!”

“Do you understand that though? Sure, in Anthony’s video I put more into it maybe that I do say, our gaming videos but you know how I am when it comes to how people view me. I’m terrified that he won’t let me make another video with him if I mess up to many times, or that it’ll be awkward next time I see him at a youtube event.”

“Anthony’s not like that.” Phil assured.

“Maybe not but he’s still not you.”

“Not me?” 

“Yeah. I could mess up a thousand times in a video for your channel and you wouldn’t care. We would still have a blast, you would still invite me into another video, you’d still treat me like a good person and drink Ribena with me in the corner at a social event. You like me for me and I never have to worry about that.”

Everything inside Phil melted at the comforting words. He could see the genuineness of them in Dan’s eyes and in the relaxed way he held himself. “Okay, I believe you.”

“You better you son of a bitch.” Dan snorted. “How many times have you watched that video?” He gestured toward the screen. “Were you really that jealous of how I acted in Anthony’s video?”

“Well…yeah.” Phil said defeated, his shoulders sagging. “I know it was stupid. I tried to talk myself out of it but I just kept thinking about how you used to be in our early videos.”

“Do you mean how we used to sometimes do this?”

Phil looked up just in time for his eyes to widen as Dan closed the space between them, grabbing the sides of face and connecting their lips together in a deep, hurried kiss. Dan pulled away quickly enough. A warmth started from his toes and burned to the tips of his ears. Dan was grinning mischievously at him.

“W-what was…” Phil swallowed anxiously. 

“I think it’s been too long since we did stuff like that.”



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🌸🌷🌈 pastel promises

lets all collectively just imagine the aftermath of the pastel edits video for a moment.

- 🌈Dan giddy throughout the entirety of filming. Phil noticing the way Dan’s dimples seemed to sink even further with every absolutely ridiculous pastel item he continued to pull out. First the jumper then the flower crowns, every item had Dan softly giggling to himself and Phil was just glad to see him having fun with the video.  

- 🌈Every layer of all-black aesthetic Dan discarded, the closer to weightless he felt. The more Phil started to realize maybe this was no longer just a video. 

- 🌈At the end of the night, in the midst of a pj-cozy Phil stealing Dan’s cereal, Dan joins still in his pink jumper and coveralls. 

- 🌈”You going to go to bed in that?” Phil jokes, shovelling cereal into his mouth while he still can before Dan notices. 

- 🌈”I don’t know, I think I kind of like it-” Dan says pulling the soft pink sleeves over his knuckles. “It’s really-” Dan shrugs. “…happy,” he smiles. 

- 🌈Phil agreeing to buy Dan more pastel jumpers in the future so long as he promises to keep his hair curly. 

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Daring dates

A/N Currently I’ll be writing shorter things, only a few paragraphs as longer ones take ages and I don’t feel that I’m doing as well at them as I used to. Send in prompts, try not to make them complicated but I’ll write them as headcanons.

🌹 It was just going to be a date, but Dan was so very touchy, he clung onto Phil’s arm, he buried his face in his neck and played with his shirt all through the movie. Phil could feel himself hardening in his jeans from the brief touches, face flushing slightly pink and his hands clenching.
🌹 Dan had no idea what he was doing to Phil, or atleast he didn’t before Phil grabbed his hand and put it on his crotch. Gasping slightly at the shock, Dan began to lightly palm Phil to get a reaction out of him. It got a reaction all right, Phil pushed Dan back into his seat, pinning his hands by his head.
🌹 He pulled on Dan’s nipples, riling him up before pushing a hand roughly down his jeans, bringing him close, so close that Dan was struggling to hold in noises, gasping and whimpering a once or twice full on moaning. When Dan stuttered out that he was close, Phil withdraw his hand, teasing him, making him buck up into nothing.
🌹 ‘please, please please oh please Philllll’ Dan was babbling with desperation, face flushed red and swear curling his hair. 'Only if you’re quiet’ Phil growled into his ear. Dan instantly was quiet, still straining up into the air. Phil replaced his hand, rubbing and twisting until Dan came with a choked sob.

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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Flicker

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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anonymous asked:

9, make it SUPER fluffy and make it in a gaming context. Phan. Please!

9. I’m fully aware that it’s one o’clock in the morning.


“What are you doing?” Phil asked as he walked into the lounge, wrapped up in a fluffy blanket.

“Mario Kart,” Dan replied, barely glancing over at Phil before returning his attention to the TV. “Why’re you up?”

“I woke up alone.” Phil plopped down beside Dan and yawned.

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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.

Fic: Sun-Kissed Confessions

Title: Sun-Kissed Confessions
Tags: fluff, getting together, friends to lovers, kissing, jealous!Phil
Words: 2739
Summary:
Mostly Phil is just jealous of the way Dan seems to be perfectly at ease with the idea of kissing Anthony, but wouldn’t consider it with Phil.

Author’s Notes: Literally all @killingmeitsso2yearsago has to do these days is get me talking about things and then yell PROMPT and off I go… I’m such a sucker for my mutuals man.

I’m aware I’m posting twice in one day but Dan joked about kissing Anthony at the end of ‘Stop saying we look alike!’ and I’m pretty sure Phil was there and… this happened. It was written SOOO quickly so I’m sorry for the errors.

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Marshmallows

Summary: Phil is a little upset after hearing some bad news and Dan comforts him.

Warnings: pet death

Genre: fluff

Word Count: 698

A/N: Just found this in a little folder called ‘to upload’ in my google docs and I’d completely forgotten about it, so I guess this is a little valentines treat for you guys. This was an idea I had where I tried to write a fluff fic in thirty minutes, so its kinda short and sweet - I may make this a thing I do from time to time.


It had been half an hour since Phil had gone off to his room to take a phone call from his mum, and I was starting to wonder where he’d got to. Now Phil was one for lengthy conversations with his family, but I hadn’t heard his voice for at least fifteen minutes.

I knew I shouldn’t be, but I was concerned. I had a niggle that something was wrong, but like most niggles, I’m sure it was only that. To ease my own mind, I got up from the sofa and wandered down the hall to check on him. I got to Phil’s door, but there was no talking to be heard. I listened a little more carefully, and something caught my attention. I couldn’t be sure, but it sounded like Phil was… crying?

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Christmas Miracle

Summary: Posted for the Phandom Little Pop 2017!

Warnings: mpreg? (but not really), body image
Words: 550
Drabbler: realityisnoplacetolive
Doodler: @avaz40
Beta: @awesomesockes

“Ugh.” Struggling, Dan moved his arms behind him and attempted to push himself upright off the sofa, but merely fell back against his boyfriend. “Phil,” he panted out. “I’m so fat.”

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