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anonymous asked:

Hey so you prob have v v many prompts but like I would love to suggest one.. Okay so, Dan is a very confident slutty pastel teenager and Phil is a badass punk boy that everyone fawns over.. and they absolutely hate each other but one thing leads to another and they end up at the same party where Phil is dared to fuck Dan in front of everyone.. (LOTS OF DEGRATION, and dom Phil and sub dan)

a 👌 classic 👌👌

*small mention of rape*

dirty talk + degrading + lots of language idk it’s one am

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“You look like a slut.” PJ handed Dan a drink, leaning against the counter next to him, raising his eyebrows.

“Thanks, that was the point.” Dan winked, hiking up his already far too short baby blue shorts. PJ rolled his eyes.

“You’re gonna get raped.”

“Um, excuse me, I can take care of myself.” Dan took a sip from the red plastic cup, frowning. “I haven’t gotten raped yet, have I?”

PJ shook his head, staring at Dan like he didn’t understand him one bit. “I just don’t get why you want to look like you strip for truckers.”

Dan pursed his lips, shifting his pink sweater so it hung on him perfectly, showing just the right amount of collarbone. He smirked.

“That’s probably because you’re a virgin, honey.”

PJ pretended to flinch, shaking his head. “Ouch. That was harsh.”

Dan just shrugged, licking his lips.

“Hey Dan,” PJ started, his eyes lighting up as he stared at something across the room. “Your boyfriend’s here.”

“Shit,” Dan groaned, not even having to look, but he did anyways.

Phil Lester had just entered the room, fully clad in black and far too many zippers.

He was wearing a black leather jacket and t shirt, his jeans the same shade, what a surprise. On his feet were large motorcycle boots. Dan scowled.

He had about five people practically hanging off his arms, Dan hated him.

“He thinks he’s so hot,” Dan grumbled, glaring at his cup. “He thinks he can get anyone he fucking wants, what a twat.”

“Aw,” PJ grinned. “Dan’s got a crush.”

“Fuck you,” Dan growled, punching him on the arm, hard. “I’m as close to having a crush on him as I am to fucking him.”

“Dan, you’re literally the sluttiest person I have ever met.”

Dan rolled his eyes. “I’ll fuck almost anyone BUT him.”

“You sure?”

“Yes. Positive.”

~~~

Dan raised his eyebrows, amused. “No. You’re drunk.”

“C'mon Dan,” his friend Chris whined, tugging at his sleeve. “It’ll be fun!”

“No, it won’t.” Dan pulled his hand away. “It’ll be a lot of drunk guys daring me to jerk them. I’m not playing.”

Chris sighed, crossing his arms. “Dan, I hate to do this, but if you don’t come I’ll tell everyone that you hooked up with Mr. Parker over the summer.”

Dan’s eyes widened, and he glared at him. “You wouldn’t.”

“I would.” Chris smirked. Dan scowled at his friend.

“Fine. Fuck you, fine. Let’s get this over with.”

The game of truth or dare was happening in one of the bedrooms; Dan was fairly certain it belonged to the kid’s parents. It consisted of a bunch of drunk sweaty teens that had formed a circle, passing around risky orders and questions in excited whispers.

Dan sat down between Chris and PJ, running his fingers through his hair. He shot a glare at Phil across the circle, who was staring at him.

The first ten minutes were normal. The other kids basically ignored Dan, focusing on one person after another. They seemed to change their focus often; singling out one poor soul after another. Soon the focus was on Phil.

“If you had to fuck anyone in this group, who would it be?” Some guy asked Phil, and Dan looked up, for some reason interested to hear the answer.

Phil smirked, glancing around at everyone before his eyes landed on Dan. He laughed.

“Probably not him,” he said, grinning cockily. “I wouldn’t want to catch anything.”

Dan felt a pang shoot through his chest, and he crossed his arms.

“Fuck you, Lester. At least I don’t have to wear animal skin to look bad ass,” he shot back. Phil glared at him.

The rest of the group fell fairly silent, and Dan was highly aware of everyone’s eyes on them. Finally Chris spoke.

“Okay but, you guys should fuck.”

There was some mutual agreement, and Dan’s eyes widened.

“What? Why!”

“Yeah, no, for once I agree with you. Hell no.” Phil shook his head, looking shocked.

“With a few more drinks, you two will be all over each other.” A boy, Dan thought he remembered his name was Charlie and that he was the kid this house belonged to, said, taking a swig of his beer. There was some nodding from the other people.

“That’s not true,” Dan mumbled, crossing his arms.

“Alright, is no one going to say it?” Chris glanced around the circle. “Fine, I will. I dare you two to kiss.”

“Fuck no,” Dan said immediately, before Phil could even respond. “I’m not doing that.”

“Dan, don’t be a pussy,” Phil growled in a voice Dan was fairly certain he had never heard from him before. “It’s a dare.”

“You’re seriously agreeing to this?” Dan scoffed. Phil shrugged.

“Well, I’m not scared of a little dare.”

“Oh, fuck you,” Dan mumbled, sighing and moving closer to him, on his knees. “Fine. Let’s get this over with.”

Phil smirked, leaning forward and pulling Dan forward by his shirt so he was practically sitting in his lap. Dan hardly had time to react, let alone speak, before Phil was pressing their lips together. Dan just let it happen; it only lasted a second before Phil was pulling back and it was over.

“No no no,” Chris said, grinning. “That doesn’t count. You have to really kiss, for at least ten seconds.”

“Seriously?” Dan asked, and his friend just shrugged. Phil mumbled something under his breath, tangling his fingers in Dan’s hair and tugging him back roughly.

This time Phil kissed him open mouthed, their lips clashing and sliding together. Dan was highly aware of Phil’s tongue invading his mouth, and he fought back with his own.

Dan wrapped his arms around Phil’s neck, kissing him deeper and clutching at his shirt, so lost in the feeling that he didn’t hear Chris shouting that their time was up.

Finally Dan pulled back, mostly because he needed to breathe, and frowned when he realized everyone was staring at him. Including Phil.

Everyone was quiet, mostly in shock, until a boy in the back spoke up.

“I dare you to ride him,” he said, grinning drunkly.

Dan and Phil made eye contact, and Phil smirked.

“Well?” He asked cockily.

“You’re really putting this up to me?”

Phil nodded slowly, licking his lips and tangling his fingers in Dan’s hair, tugging his head back roughly. “Well, Dan? Are you too scared?”

“I’m not scared,” Dan breathed, frowning at him.

“Well then prove it, pretty boy.”

Dan gasped as Phil bit down on his neck, sucking thoroughly on a spot under his ear. It felt completely wrong to have the guy he absolutely despised leaving marks on his neck, but kind of fucking sexy in a way. Or maybe that was the alcohol talking.

Dan felt himself tense up as Phil slid his hand down his stomach, brushing the hem of his shorts.

“Couldn’t we use a different room or something?” Dan asked, grabbing Phil’s wrists instinctively.

“No,” said the boy from before, quickly. “We won’t have any proof you did it.”

“You thirsty fucker,” Dan hissed at him as Phil played with his zipper.

Phil hummed against his neck as he pushed down his shorts, and Dan let him. None of them would remember this in the morning, and most of them had seen Dan naked anyways.

“I bet you love this,” he whispered, biting down on Dan’s ear, scratching his nails down Dan’s thighs. “You’re such a fucking slut, I bet you love being exposed like this.”

“Says the guy who’s erection is digging into my back,” Dan shot back, and Phil shrugged.

“So? I’m turned on. At least I admit it.”

Dan jumped slightly as Phil brushed over his bulge, and Phil chuckled.

“I hate you,” Dan breathed as Phil palmed him, drawing a whine from Dan’s mouth.

“Mmh, doesn’t sound that way.”

Dan felt Phil messing with his own jeans, pushing them down his hips.

“Do you know how many people would love to be in your place right now, you ungrateful slut?”

Dan smirked. “Yeah, just about every thirteen year old girl in our school.”

Phil pulled Dan’s hair roughly, exposing his throat, and Dan couldn’t help letting a whimper escape him.

“You don’t get to speak to me that way,” he growled, and Dan could feel his hard on grinding against his ass. “Understand?”

Dan couldn’t help but moan, grinding back on Phil’s lap. “Yes sir,” he gasped.

Phil put his fingers to Dan’s mouth, and Dan took them obediently. He carefully covered them with spit before Phil pulled them out.

“I figure you don’t need stretching,” Phil muttered, smirking meanly. Dan just nodded, unable to think of a snarky comeback in that exact moment.

Dan felt Phil lining up, and then gripping his waist.

“Push back,” he breathed, pulling Dan back on his lap slightly. Dan moaned, pushing back on Phil’s cock completely.

He grinded back slowly, his eyes closed and whorish moans falling from his mouth nonstop.

“That’s it, baby, moan like a dirty fucking slut for me,” Phil groaned, biting down on Dan’s neck. “Such a good fucktoy, that’s it.”

Dan whined, letting out little gasps and “ah ah ah”’s as he bounced and grinded expertly, fucking himself on Phil’s dick. They seemed to have both forgotten anyone else was in the room, except for a faint prickle on Dan’s neck, the feeling of being watched, which was honestly turning him on even more.

Phil grabbed Dan’s wrists, pinning them behind his back and thrusting up into him roughly.

“Think you can cum without me touching you?” He asked huskily. “Because, that would be really fucking hot.”

Dan nodded almost immediately, speeding up his movements with a loud whimper.

“Fuck, daddy,” he gasped, and Phil practically growled.

“What a pretty toy, acting like such a slut for me, in front of all these people,” he whispered, meeting Dan’s hips with his own. “Everyone’s watching you, Dan, watching you call me daddy and fuck yourself on my cock. I bet you fucking love it, don’t you?”

“Yes,” Dan whimpered. “Yes, daddy, god yes, l-love it.”

“Good boy.” Phil pulled Dan’s head back on his shoulder. “Now cum for me, princess.”

Dan let go with a loud continuous feminine moan, his hips twitching as he thrust forward automatically. Phil groaned, burying his face in Dan’s neck as he let go inside of him.

Dan slumped onto the carpet, completely fucked out, his eyes still closed.

“Jesus,” he breathed.

Phil was suddenly very aware of all of the people staring at them, and laughed.

“Hey, Charlie, I can use your shower right?”

The boy nodded slowly, still shocked into silence.

“Cool.” Phil grinned, scooping Dan up bridal style in one motion and standing carefully. “Uh, if you hear noises from the bathroom, you probably have rats and it’s totally not a second round.”

Call Me Daddy

Summary: Phil asks Dan what his kink is, but Dan doesn’t feel so inclined to tell him.

Word Count: 3.1k

Genre: smut (specifically: daddy kink smut oh man)

happy birthday @mangothatismelancholy !! i know im a few hours early but i won’t have much time to post it tomorrow morning ahaha. i hope you like this and i hope i remembered correctly that daddy kink was your favorite (?). also i hope you have a great birthday dude!!! 

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Proud

summary: phil notices how much happier and confident dan has become (ft. shower sex)

genre: fluff!!!!! and also smut ayoooo

warnings: swearing, rimming, blowjobs, shower sex

word count: 1966

read on ao3!

a/n: hey hey hey! long time no write :) i was hit with inspo to write this fic on the way back from orlando (no joke, probs the best weekend i’ve had in a while), and i’m 99% sure this is one of the best fics i’ve written. i feel super confident and happy with it, and i couldn’t have done it without the lovely holly (who also beta’ed this fic check her out). i really really hope you enjoy, and after may 1st i will write as much as i can i promise <3

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Car Sex Can Be Romantic

Summary: Dan and Phil have their first time in the back of a car. Trust me, it’s more romantic than it sounds!

Word Count: 2,656

Warnings: There shouldn’t be any but if one of you guys see one let me know please!

Some General Tags: Pure smut, slight daddy kink, first time, size kink for like two seconds, and pastel and punk themes (but not directly stated). 

Authors Note: It’s 11:00pm where I am, I have an essay due tomorrow at 8am, and I got stressed from writing it so I wrote this instead! And trust me, I would much rather be writing this than a 7 page essay on Plato and Socrates. But anyway, It’s not very long, it’s pure smut, and it might have some typos. Enjoy it nevertheless! Happy reading! :)

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anonymous asked:

Can you do pastel!dan x punk!phil and they're in high school and phil is captin of the football team and like he rims dan after winning a game and dan wears skirts and panties this is long, okay please i need this thanksss

this is gonna be fun

contains: pastel!dan in a skirt wowee, punk!jock!phil, rimming, dirty talk, and imma throw in some daddy kink for fun

✨Dan began to sweat nervously as he saw the current score. The game was tied with about a minute left in the play. He watched his boyfriend, the star quarterback Phil Lester, run quickly with the football in his hands.

✨Dan always loved watching his lovely boyfriend in action. The way he ran so fast, yet so gracefully, the way he could avoid any tackle with ease, it was all so amazing to Dan.

✨Phil was focused on winning this game. He expertly dodged opposing players, sprinting with all his might to the 10 yard mark.

✨Time froze. Phil could hear feel his heartbeat in his ears. Suddenly all he heard was one voice. “You can do it, baby!” Dan called from the stands. Phil smirked. He had to win.

✨The whistle blew, signaling that the game had ended, Phil scoring the winning point. The crowd exploded, cheers and screams of victory flooding Phil’s ears. He smiled, looking around the stands to see his boyfriend clapping and smiling wide.

✨Good game, Lester.“ The coach smiled as he patted Phil’s back. He always took the longest and was the last to leave the locker rooms. "Thanks coach.” Phil beamed as he put his jewellery back in their places on either side of his bottom lip.

✨The coach shook his head. “Lose the piercings; you look like an emo girl.” Phil laughed as the coach made his exit, almost bumping into Dan. “Ah, Howell, your boyfriend is over there, putting his makeup on.” The coach teased, looking back at Phil and winking.

✨Dan ran over, squealing as he hugged his boyfriend. “I’m so proud of you, baby!” Dan gushed, kissing Phil’s cheek. Phil chuckled, placing his septum ring in place and screwing on the ball. “I couldn’t have done it without you, baby.” Phil sighed, kissing Dan’s neck. “The whole crowd was cheering me on, but I swear, I only heard you, baby.” He moved his kisses down to Dan’s sensitive neck, making him gasp.

✨"How can I ever thank you for your encouragement?“ Phil whispered, pressing a kiss to Dan’s ear. He shivered. "I-I dunno…” Dan gasped when Phil took his ear between his teeth and groaned. “Lay down, baby. I’m gonna go lock the door.” Phil growled.

✨Dan scrambled to lay down on the bench while Phil got up and locked the door. When Phil returned to see his lovely boyfriend splayed out on the bench, he let out a low moan. “So pretty for me, baby boy.” Dan blushed. “Thank you, daddy. Just for you.” He said, quietly, watching Phil stride over and sit on the other side of the bench.

✨Phil gently lifted Dan’s skirt. “Such a pretty skirt, baby boy. Remind me who got it for you?” Dan shivered, “You did, daddy.” Phil nodded, kissing Dan’s soft, pale thigh. “That’s right, baby. And who got you these lovely panties?” Phil said, running his thumb over Dan’s hardening cock. Dan gasped at the sudden contact before squeaking, “You, daddy!”

✨Phil had the perfect idea on how to thank Dan for helping him win. “Spread your legs for me, baby. Daddy wants to eat you out.” Dan obliged, also gently lifting his butt so Phil could take his panties off. Phil pulled them down in one smooth motion, pushing Dan’s thighs back so he could see his boyfriends ass.

✨Phil lapped his tongue against Dan’s hole, making Dan shiver and moan. Phil loved his boyfriend’s strong reactions as he gently licked around the tight ring of muscle. Dan groaned, covering his face with his hands. “Feels so good, daddy.” He said quietly. Phil gently circled Dan’s ass before pushing his tongue inside, making Dan moan loudly. “Oh God, daddy more.” Dan begged.

✨Phil wrapped a hand around Dan’s hard member, gently stroking him as he worked his magic with his tongue. Dan was moaning loudly and writing around, the pleasure almost overwhelming.

✨"Gonna cum, daddy.“ Dan choked out as Phil quickened his hand movements and flicked his tongue a little harder. With a strained moan, Dan came all over his pink skirt, gasping and shaking with pleasure.

✨Phil pulled his face away from Dan’s ass, smiling at his breathless lover. "Was that a nice enough reward for cheering for daddy?” He asked, gently kissing the younger boy. Dan nodded, pulling Phil in for a hug. “I love you, Philly.”

I loved writing this I think this is my most favorite one yet

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anonymous asked:

painslut!dan and sadistic!phil w/ omorashi? if dat is okay

+ Dan doesn’t slack off, not anymore. He doesn’t talk rudely or insult Phil at all (other than occasionally in their videos, but even then afterwards he would fall to his knees and beg for forgiveness) for one simple reason. And that was the belt Phil kept in his closet, the one for special occasions.

+ Even a word slipped from Dan’s mouth and Dan would be over his knee or bent over the table or the bed, his wrists pinned to his back at a rather painful angle. Phil did it so automatically, Dan could hardly even see it coming.

+ Phil would shove his face against the wood or mattress, tugging at his hair roughly.

+ “Aw, what a cute little baby. Does the slut need to be punished?” God, Phil’s VOICE when those words left his lips… it was a kind of sickly sweet growl, and it drove Dan absolutely crazy.

+ His heart would beat faster, pounding in his chest, and his breathing would catch.

+ “Sir,” Dan would usually whimper, wanting to get on his good side. Phil would knead Dan’s ass in his hands, humming as he dug his nails in.

+ “What’ll it be tonight, hm? Water or belt?”

+ That would really get Dan’s head spinning, just that simple question, god. He would take a shuddery breath, trying to push back his fear.

+ If Dan chose belt, the outcome was clear. Phil would go straight to the closet, taking the belt in his hands slowly, the noise of the leather running through his fingers making Dan shudder. He would tie Dan’s hands too, to the headboard, warning him not to squirm before starting.

+ It would usually be about ten lashes, and Phil was less than gentle. He had Dan crying out and moaning with every hit, tears streaming down his face by the last one, sobs and begging flowing from his mouth with no stopping but god he loved it.

+ If Dan chose the water, it was almost worse. Dan would still be tied down, but for this one Phil would be deceivingly soft and gentle. He would leave Dan there for awhile, every ten minutes bringing him a large glass of water. This would go on for several hours before it stopped, and by then Dan was squirming like crazy.

+ Phil would sit next to him, stroking his forehead, a deceivingly kind smile on his face, but Dan could see the glint in his eyes.

+ Phil would start slow, pressing down on Dan’s stomach gently, just a little bit of pressure. By this point Dan would already be out of it, flinching from Phil’s touch and gripping the sheets below him tightly.

+ Phil would add more pressure gradually before he was rubbing circles on Dan’s abdomen and Dan was shaking and sweating and squirming under his touch.

+ Soon Phil would be straddling him, bouncing slightly, or massaging Dan’s stomach and pumping his cock every now and then, anything to get Dan closer to letting go.

+ Dan would be begging, crying, with a repeated “I can’t I can’t I can’t” but Phil would just calmly continue with what he was doing, not acknowledging what Dan was saying.

+ “Piss yourself and I’ll leave you here over night,” Phil would say softly, kissing Dan’s forehead and continuing to work at his stomach and cock.

+ Dan’s whimpering loudly, tears streaming down his face from the effort of holding it in, but god it’s so hard and it hurts so bad and Dan just wants to let go. Phil’s whispering encouragement in his ear, soft little “c'mon Dan, just breathe, just let it out of you’d like,” but Dan knows the consequences.

+ With both options, Phil is good with aftercare, making sure Dan is alright before carrying him to the shower. He would wash him off and calm him down, peppering his face with kisses with a “good job, baby, good boy. You did such a good job, angel. It’s okay, let it out, i’m here. I love you so so much.”

+ It’s torture. All of it is torture that has Dan sobbing and broken by the end of it. But Dan knows he wouldn’t give it up for the world.

+ And sometimes he does do something wrong, just so he can go through it again.

Underwear - Phanfic (Smut)

Phil stared at the tweet, his mouth slightly agape.

As someone who doesn’t go outside or open the curtains ‘spring’ is just the time when it gets warm enough to walk around in my underwear.

After being in a relationship with Dan for eight years, Phil had never seen such a bold statement on his twitter, and about underwear of all things. Would he really be walking about their flat in nothing but his boxers? That didn’t seem very in character of him. Dan was the type of guy who sometimes kept his shirt on during sex. Phil didn’t mind that, of course. It was his own body. The only issue was that sometimes, things get caught in the fabric. “Babe?” Phil heard his lover’s voice from the lounge. “Yeah?” “Have you seen my MacBook charger?” Dan appeared in the doorway to Phil’s bedroom.

Oh. My. God.

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anonymous asked:

aye fam could u hmu with a hc with maybe pastel!dan and punk!phil and like they're boyfriends and whatever and Phil just loves dans ass he loves squeezing it and looking at it omg this is what is missing from my life

yes i am here for this 1000%

-Phil has always been an ass guy, to be fair. But one day this boy walked into his life and holy shit if he wasn’t obsessed before, he definitely is now. He blames Dan for everything, honestly.

-Dan is a beautiful boy who always walked around in pastel jumpers and flower crowns and his hair is curly and the softest thing Phil has ever seen. He wanted to take a nap and nuzzle into the soft hair, but he didn’t say it out loud of course because that would ruin his punk image. Also, Dan had the best ass Phil has ever laid eyes on. It was perfect, round and soft, bouncing a bit with every upbeat step Dan takes. Phil fantasized about Dan a lot, not that he would ever admit that to anyone.

-Phil, the man with dozens of tattoos and piercings all over his face (he also had nipple piercings but no one knew about that), nearly goes into cardiac arrest when Dan approached him one day because Dan is even prettier up close. Really, he can’t be blamed for spluttering into his coffee, anyone would with an angel right in front of them.

-Dan asks Phil out and he’s a bit soft spoken at first but still has this confidence about him and Phil is just gone for him already.

-Dan and Phil going on their first date which went great. Conversation flowed easily like they knew each other for years and found that they had many of the same interests. After dinner they went to Phil’s apartment and binge watched their favorite shows and movies until it was late and both of them were sleepy. 

-Phil had willed himself not to openly stare at Dan’s ass throughout the day, being that it was only the first date and such, but wow, Dan had such a nice bum. It didn’t help at all that Dan had apparently decided to wear his tightest jeans that he could find. Phil was almost positive that they were jeggings. 

-They continue to date until Phil asks him to be his boyfriend, stuttering and blushing like mad. Dan says yes of course and gives him a sweet kiss, tugging just a bit at Phil’s lip ring before unpausing the game and beating him (again) at Mario Kart. It probably has something to do with the fact that Phil is too busy looking at Dan in all his beauty to even glance at the screen.

-Dan and Phil making out one day and, ok they have exchanged blow jobs and such, but Phil hasn’t like, properly touched Dan’s ass and god he wants it so much. He wants it all; he wants to kiss it, touch it, eat it, everything. He’s obsessed, he loves it. 

-Phil reaching a hand to Dan’s ass, gently palming it. Phil thinks he imagined the gasp from Dan until he squeezed his bum and Dan moans. Like a full on sex moan. Fuck. 

- “P-Phil, um what- oh!” is all Dan can make out before Phil leans in and kisses him again while pulling him even closer, big hands on his ass and clothed cocks rubbing together. Dan feels like he’s in heaven when Phil places soft kisses down his neck, sucking gently on the skin, then harder as Dan whimpers and moans. 

- “Do you like this?” Phil asks while squeezing Dan’s ass again, not asking in a sexy way, just genuinely curious because Dan looks wrecked already without even doing much and he wants to know why. 

-All Phil gets in response is a shuddery gasp and a head nod. Phil groans at the sight in front of him. Dan’s cheeks are a rosy pink, lips bitten a similar shade, and his flower crown is askew.

- “Lets take this to the bedroom, yeah?” Phil says and Dan pulls him in the direction of the room before Phil even finished his sentence.

-Phil taking off his clothes, then Dan’s, completely mesmerized by Dan. He is so beautiful, all soft curves and pale limbs. 

-When Dan makes a move to finger himself open with the lube he found, Phil takes his hand and pins it down because no, no way. Phil has been longing for this for what felt like forever there’s no way he won’t take every opportunity to touch Dan. Dan whines in frustration and then pleasure when Phil begins to finger him, finding his prostate in a couple thrusts, making Dan’s back arch.

-Dan riding Phil with his back facing Phil because Phil wanted to see his sexy ass move as he worked himself on his cock like a good boy. 

-Phil staring at Dan’s ass bounce on his cock, Dan moving his hips in circles or back and forth and Phil can barely breathe the feeling is so overwhelming. Dan whimpers out “so deep, so g-good fuck” and Phil snaps his hips up to fuck into him, watching Dan’s body shake with pleasure. As Phil thrusts up, Dan moves down and its perfectly timed to nail his prostate. Its Dan’s undoing and he thinks he actually screams when he comes but he isn’t sure because all he can hear is the blood rushing in his ears and Phil’s groans of “Such a good boy, ride me so good” as he comes as well. 

-After Phil disposes of the condom he cleans up the come on Dan’s stomach and cuddles him close after because after-sex snuggles are a must. Dan traces Phil’s tattoos on his arms and chest, nuzzling at the bit of hair there, still slightly damp from sweat. 

-Dan and Phil whispering sweet nothings to each other, kissing sweat slicked shoulders and giggling at terrible jokes. Dan twists Phil’s pierced nipple gently after a particularly bad pun. Not that Phil is complaining. He wouldn’t complain ever, he’s finally found a perfect match. 

omg a fluffy ass ending as usual jfc

so yeah let me know if you liked it (or if you didn’t) and if you want me to do more headcanons and such send me some asks here :)) xxx

anonymous asked:

Pls do an sequel to the omo head cannon please like where they go home and dan wets himself and then maybe they go in the shower and have sex. Thx ur hc are so amazing btw

warning; gross. i am disgusted with myself. but enjoy. (ps. pls don’t give me hate for this, don’t read it if you don’t like this stuff it’s real kinky) 

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The taxi drive home was awful, horrible torture for Dan. He couldn’t even speak, all he could do was focus on squeezing his thighs together and biting his lip until he was sure it was bleeding. Phil was no help, he kept massaging Dan’s thigh and whenever the driver spoke to him he somehow managed to steer the conversation to Dan. 

Dan would answer, just to spare himself the awkwardness, but it would come out sounding strained and whenever he tried to speak Phil would press down on his abdomen, making Dan cut off or quietly gasp and once, moan. Dan would glare at him, but he’d only smirk evilly, and shrug. 

When the car finally stopped Phil helped Dan out, holding onto his arm tightly and muttering sweet nothings in his ear. “It’s okay, baby, you’re doing such a good job. We’re almost there.” And then- “God, I’m gonna fucking ruin you as soon as we get inside.” Which makes Dan whimper, and almost crumble, but Phil holds him up.

Dan got all the way to the door before he collapsed, falling to his knees with a whimper. 

“Phil…” He choked out, grabbing his shirt. “Fuck, oh god.” 

Phil couldn’t help but smile sadistically; he hadn’t known he would enjoy this so much but he was. He loved seeing Dan like this, weak, helpless and begging like he almost never was. It gave Phil a feeling of power over him, and turned him on beyond belief. 

“Hm? What’s that baby?” Phil kneeled down next to him, rubbing his back slowly. “Did you need something?” His voice was silky and deceivingly loving, but it sent shivers up Dan’s spine. 

“Phil,” Dan gasped, reaching out to grasp at his shirt, squeezing his eyes shut. “Please, Phil, I can’t I can’t, fuck.” 

“You can’t hold it any longer?” Phil asked, finishing his sentence for him, leaning forward and whispering so the words tickled Dan’s neck. 

Dan shook his head. 

“Well, angel, you can either wait to get to the bathroom, or you can go right here.” Phil drew his finger under Dan’s chin, bringing his face up. “What will it be? I can imagine it would be pretty embarrassing for you to piss yourself, right here, in front of me, and the neighbors could come out of that door any second, but if you really can’t hold it…” 

Dan whined, biting his lip and clutching Phil’s shirt in his hand tightly. 

“Phil…” Dan let out, the word sounding like a mix of a moan and a whimper, and it made Phil’s cock twitch in his pants. 

Phil couldn’t take it anymore, he slowly but firmly pushed Dan back so that he was lying on the carpet, and pressed down on his lower stomach. 

Dan let out a desperate noise, trying to pry Phil’s wrist away, but Phil was too strong and Dan too weak. He arched his back, trying desperately not to let go although that was the only thing he wanted right then. But then Phil leaned over him, biting gently on his ear lobe, pressing soft kisses down his neck. 

“It’s alright, baby,” he whispered, and now his voice didn’t seem to sadistically evil, if only for a moment. “It’s okay angel. Let go. I’m right here, it’s fine. Just let go, you don’t have to fight it. I love you so, so much, you’re doing so good.” Phil slowly rubbed circles on his stomach, not even pressing down anymore, and Dan gave up. 

“Ah-” he gasped, his eyes shut tightly, grabbing Phil’s wrist and squeezing tightly as piss soaked through his jeans and ran down his leg. 

Phil watched his face in awe, the pure pleasure of release on his features and the noises escaping him enough to make Phil’s jeans feel even more uncomfortable. 

“Fuck,” he breathed as Dan went completely limp, letting go of his wrist, his stomach no longer tensed. “I love you, god, I love you.” Dan moaned. 

“Oh Jesus, that was…” Dan trailed off when he could speak, laughing softly. “You kinky motherfucker.”

Phil laughed too. “Oh, you think I’m done with you?” 

Dan frowned just slightly, clearly exhausted, and Phil laughed again. He took Dan’s hand, placing it right over his obvious bulge and holding in a moan. “Yeah, I’m not done with you until you fix that.” 

Dan’s eyes widened, and he nodded. “Yes s-sir.” 

Phil carefully helped him up, leading him inside and to the bathroom as quick as possible. He pushed Dan inside, kissing him deeply before he did so. 

“I’ll be right back,” he muttered, “get in the shower, I’ll join you in a second.”

Dan smiled, somewhat sleepily, and nodded. “Yes sir. Thank you.” 

Dan stripped himself quickly, setting the piss stained clothes in a pile in the corner of the room. Dan turned on the warm water, stepping in and letting it sooth him and clean him off. His eyelids drifted shut a few times, but he tried to keep them open. 

The thought of what Phil would do to him once he got there kept floating into Dan’s mind, keeping him awake; plus the thoughts of what he had already done. God, his voice had been… 

Dan shivered, sliding his hand down his stomach and wrapping it around his cock, jerking gently and trying to keep back a moan. 

“What are you doing?” Phil asked from right next to him, and Dan jumped, his eyes shooting open. 

“N-Nothing, sorry,” he stuttered, letting Phil back him into the wall.

“Mhm,” Phil muttered, clearly not believing him. 

He attached his mouth to Dan’s neck, sucking hard and running his fingertips down Dan’s sides. Dan shivered. 

“I said I was going to ruin you, and I meant it,” Phil whispered, bringing Dan’s face up with two fingers under his chin and kissing him softly. 

“You kind of already did,” Dan breathed, pulling him closer instinctively by the waist, loving the feeling of their bodies pressed together. Phil chuckled.

“No, not the way I was thinking. I was thinking ruin ruin, the kind where you can’t stand properly for a week.” To emphasize his words he lifted Dan up, pressing him against the wall and kissing him messily. 

Dan moaned against his mouth, his eyes rolling back in his head as Phil grinded on him, the word ‘please’ slipping from his lips. 

“Please what, baby, use your words,” Phil muttered, biting down on Dan’s collarbone and kneading his ass in his hands. 

“Please, ruin me.” 

That was all Phil needed to have Dan flipped over, his hands on the wall and Phil’s fingers pushing inside of him, trailing kisses down the nape of his neck as he pumped in and out. 

“I’m not going to stretch you much, okay?” He asked softly, smoothing his hand over Dan’s bum. “I want it to burn a bit, but tell me to stop if you need me to.”

Dan nodded frantically, pushing back on him, and Phil laughed. 

“Be patient, angel.”

Phil had obviously known this was going to happen so he had brought lube into the bathroom; and it only took him a moment to slather his hand in it and slowly rub himself, moaning from the friction. 

“Okay baby,” he breathed, leaning over Dan’s body to kiss the side of his neck. “Ready?”

“Yes,” Dan choked out, letting his chin fall to his chest. “Fuck, just hurry up.”

Phil pushed in slowly, moaning and throwing his head back, gripping Dan’s hips tightly and thrusting. Dan let out a whine, pushing back on him, desperate for more, god, he just wanted to be fucked up. 

“Desperate whore,” Phil breathed, smacking Dan’s ass and making Dan jump, moaning as Phil snapped his hips, hitting Dan at just the right angle. 

 Phil kneaded Dan’s ass with his hand as he fucked into him, and he wished he had a camera before remembering that they were in the shower. He dug his nails in, suddenly thrusting hard, drawing a loud whine out of Dan. 

He kept trying to focus on going slowly and then suddenly hard, to tease Dan as much as possible, but his mind kept wandering to how Dan’s face had looked when he had finally let go, his little whimpers when Phil pressed down on his stomach… Phil moaned, cursing under his breath and speeding up his thrusts.

Dan was doing the same, no matter how much he tried not to. He had felt Phil’s authority and and control just oozing from his voice, and just the fact that Phil had made him piss himself in their hallway was enough to get Dan practically screaming and pushing back on Phil’s cock. 

Dan came with a loud string of moans and curses, the wall and his stomach both streaked with white. Phil groaned at his noises, tangling his fingers in Dan’s hair and tugging roughly, pounding into him hard. Dan whimpered, squirming away, but Phil pulled him back by the hair and his hip, digging his nails in until Dan held still. 

“Fuck,” Phil breathed as he let go inside of his boyfriend, his hips twitching instinctively. 

He let go of Dan who instantly fell to his knees, his legs weak and his head fuzzy. 

Phil sat down next to him, wordlessly beginning to wash him off with the water from the shower head, holding him gently while he cleaned him. 

“Beautiful,” he muttered, cupping Dan’s cheek and kissing him gently. “You’re so fucking beautiful, did such a good job. Such a good boy for me.” 

Dan smiled sleepily, letting his head fall on to Dan’s shoulder. “I love you.”

“I love you too, angel.” 

There was a pause where all they could hear was the water hitting the wall, and Dan’s ragged breathing. And then-

“Fuck, I think I have a pissing kink.” 


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Phil avoided the neighbors eyes as he silently scrubbed at the carpet outside his door. He had agreed wholeheartedly to clean it; Dan was exhausted and like Phil had promised, could hardly stand on his own. It had been worth it, anyways. But the lady who lived next door was just standing there, watching him with a frown on her face. Phil found it a bit creepy, but didn’t say anything. 

Finally he finished, standing up and brushing himself off, picking up his bucket and rag and carpet cleaner. 

“We just got a dog,” he muttered to the lady, and blush tinting his face, before he rushed back inside; still avoiding her gaze. 

“Uh, Dan?” he called, dropping the supplies and rushing to his room. Dan looked up from his laptop.

“Yeah?”

“We might have to get a dog.” 

dan and phil play what would you do if: a summary

danandphilgamesDILEMMAS i feel personally attacked thanks phil

they credited jack’s video aw

they didn’t need to do that but philly loves crediting people

phil’s example includes a badger of course

the brown vs black circle debate

“we’re learning things about each other and you’re learning things about us” i’ll be shocked if you find anything you don’t know about each other tbfh

the firearm question… wow okay

“hey there mister philly, what’ve you got yourself an illegal weapon for? planning on doing some sneaky shooting?” cue the multitude of policeman!dan aus

dan tear your eyes away from him

actually don’t i’ve missed this

“i’d put it in a cloth bag without touching it with my own hand, so there’d be no fingerprint, then they’d know i didn’t touch it… unless i did touch it then wiped it down and then did that… but they wouldn’t know that” well phil did say we’d learn more about them… he’s thought about this to a great extent before

“this sounds like something you’ve thought through” dan and i on the same wavelength

“life isn’t grand theft auto, guys” - phil lester 2k17

‘what would you do if the house you are in is on fire?’ “i mean it would be very good for your username” phil ever the optimist

“we don’t have pets, stop rubbing it in game”

“i feel like because the internets watching i have to say i’d save everyone but me”

dan’s array of accents is always lovely

phil got about five hours sleep the night before the boy needs an early night

“what is a pervy stuff?” first of all mister english degree, flawless grammar usage and secondly dan’s reaction represents all of us

“as pervy as you want mate, time has stopped…. as long as you don’t leave a trace” the wholesome howell branding has completely disappeared

phil discussing going into a locker room whilst time has stopped… i wonder which gender he has in mind

if any at all

the dimple is looking particularly gorgeous today

dan knows phil like the back of his hand and is insistent that phil would actually do the pervy stuff

wake up people wake the hell up

phil is now obsessed with pervy stuff and is making up his own option

have fun with that, smut writers

dan is spiritually always stuck in sewers

“i believe there are mutant crocodiles beneath london” - again, phil lester 2k17

“phil would lick a foot rather than stay somewhere for three months, that’s what we’ve learnt”

of course dan gets a question about his dead best friend

and the trend of killing phil apparently is still a thing,,,, remember that video

“it’s actually dan and fernando games” phernanado looks weird so i used fernando ok fight me

“i’m not fernando. ask me something fernando wouldn’t know” // “i mean you’ve been fernando the entire time…” // “oh”

phil’s weird tongue laps

great description kirsten truly you have a gift

don’t mind me roasting myself

back to the video

“that means i can use my real voice now…. continue the friendship daniel” // “bye mate” yet phil cannot use his real humour as fernando,,, abolish the innocent branding bc it’s one thing u ain’t

“bestselling novel, yes mate” // “is that your next book?” i’d kill for dan to write a novel i really would like he jokes about it but nah i’d be all over that shit

“dan and fernando games, thumbs up if you want it to continue” // “rebranding incoming” joe dare he joke about it

the ripped skinny jeans and glitter nail polish are the true rebrand here

“i like sitting down”

dan’s facial expressions in this video are absolutely extraordinary i love him

daniel trump

“phillu…” // “yassu”

“yes punch me dad” can dan go a single video without calling something or someone dad

i wonder if he calls his own dad dad that would be weird by this point right

if dan became a spider….. that’s definitely going to be a fic by the end of this week

spies instead of flies same

dan’s deep speech

“spiders only live for like a week…” // “ideal”

phil’s logical reasoning i’m living

the word orgasm comes into the mix and dan’s clocks slows right down and he’s thinking all manner of things look at him

dan you’re on camera stop thinking of either you or phil climaxing in space

or both of you

i’m not here to judge nor am i a mind reader

unfortunately

anyway

phil would film himself moonwalking in space and upload it

like he needs the views

pfffft

“that’s such a laddy answer”

p a r t y b o y s

“that’s some mark of oxin shiz”

“what, you’re going to incinerate me???” // “definitely”

you can tell who said what in that last quote pair i’m laughing

phil’s question is about living with a monkey but he already lives with a clingy creature does he not

“no i’m not having sex with a monkey!”

“i would spoon a monkey, for sure” phil i have many questions, oh so many questions

dan describing the options in detail is extremely interesting if you think about it

“… or just once a month, spank the monkey” what beautiful imagery dan thank you so much for killing any fic inspiration anyone had

phil is going to extreme lengths to argue against banging a monkey

“i would spoon the monkey, watch some game of thrones, and then go to bed in separate rooms”

and now dan won’t leave the spanking of the monkey alone

fucking hell the tension i can feel it through the camera

“no monkey sex!”

“you guys are alright out there… mostly”

“that was an emotional rollercoaster” you said it danny boy

i feel like i do know so much more about phil

whether or not that is a good thing i am still debating

“no please god no that was traumatising” dan actively trying to stop people requesting another video

he knows that just spurs people on it’s been years now

“we’ll see you next time if you come back after that monkey question”

please nobody write that fic i’m begging you please please don’t

danhasnomorals

AmazingMonkeyLover

i wonder who edited and added the annotations for this video hm i have no clue

this was a mistake

eventful to say the least

Fate Likes to Play Practical Jokes // A Phan One-Shot

Genre: pre-smut, fluff, parent!phan

Words: 1.9k

Relationship status: married

Warnings: pre-smut, swearing

Summary: Dan and Phil have hoped that tonight they’ll finally have a night to themselves, but fate seems to have a different idea.

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Walking Through A Storm

This is for the anon that made me excited for writing once again!

Tags: Fluff, Angst

Summary: Dan keeps his fears in the shadows, guarded always. But his parents have always managed to bring out the ugly side in him. It’s time to stop running away and brave the inevitable.

Warnings: Homophobia, Anxiety

Word Count: 1.8 k

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“I don’t wanna be here and I know you don’t too.” Dan’s pout can be heard in his voice.

“Be nice, c’mon.” Phil is unsurprisingly, ever the optimistic.

They are standing in front of Dan’s parents’ house, bags packed for a day’s visit. The BONCAS win had made Dan’s parents, albeit reluctantly, assent to the career path Dan had chosen. It was a pity that an award had made them give in, but it was better than the strained phone conversations.

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