Genre: smut ft. top!dan

warnings: sin tbh 

words: 1,486

summary: dan tops and is emotional and phil’s a sarcastic sassy shit. written for @phanweek‘s day three nsfw prompt: top!dan (there are not enough of these omg)

A/N: this literally jumps straight into the sin. there is v little build up, i wrote this at 2 am,and just really wanted to write top!dan for phanweek so. you’ve been informed. (i’ll probs go in and edit in a better transition into the dirty bit, and i might edit it later to add more to it, but for now, here ya go!!)

Dan lightly pushes Phil onto their bed, wasting no time and climbing on top of him, connecting their lips in a heated kiss. Phil’s hips are fidgeting, wanting to press up into Dan, but not knowing how far Dan wants to take this.

Keep reading

Title:  Café Blue

Author: @anerdwithakoreanhaircut

Artist: @awliv (art linked here!)

Beta: @hearteyeshowell

Word count: 11,780

Rating: PG-13

Warnings: gender dysphoria, anxiety/panic attack, description of dyshporia (major-read with care!), worry over gender presentation (meaning looking “feminine enough” to pass), transphobia, food mentions

Summary: 
Dan finds that phone calls with Phil are better late in the night; that’s when he gets to hear his thoughts about aliens and opinions on what he perceives as green through his eyes Dan might perceive as red or yellow or white. He learns that Phil’s fascinated with the idea that no two people see colours exactly the same, that our colour perception is similar to our fingerprints.

Whether he’s Dan that day, or she’s Dee another, he feels comfortable talking to Phil all the time now, no matter his pitch.

(or rather: the one where artist!dan is genderfluid, and phil doesn’t know.)  

Author’s Notes: SO THIS IS FINALLY HERE. Firstly, I’d like to thank all the mods at @phandombigbang for running such an amazing event. This is my second year submitting and my third fic, and it’s just been so much fun. Secondly, I want to thank my artist Olivia for creating such an amazing piece of art I could cry (please please check it out!). And lastly, I want to thank my amazing beta Hunter. They’ve been such a huge help this whole time, and I cannot thank them enough for everything they’ve done for this fic, and for all the encouragement they’ve given me. And I’m so pleased with how this turned out. Enjoy! ~Alyx

Keep reading

Title: Taking Photos Up High
Author: @anerdwithakoreanhaircut
Artist: @sonflowerx (art linked here!)
Beta: @howellsprincess
Word count: 10,454
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: there’s slight blood mentions, some insecurity talk, and crises mentions, death/dying mentions. and swears.
Summary: It’s late 2010, Dan’s only a week into university when Phil wakes him up in early Saturday morning to essentially do exercise so Phil can recreate one of his favourite childhood memories-climbing trees-and taking some photos up in them. This fic is basically a retelling of that day. It’s all fluff with a dash of angsty feelings. Nothing major, though! I promise. 
Author’s Notes: First and foremost, I’d like to thank the wonderful mods over on @phandombigbang for running such a smooth operation and this entire event! Next, I’d like to thank my wonderful artist Maryam for creating such an adorable drawing! It’s so amazing omg. I’d also like to thank my beta Courtney for dealing with a fic that wasn’t what it first set out to be, I appreciate it a lot. This fic was really difficult to write, but it was fun! Please enjoy :)

Keep reading

excerpt: 

“What’s this?” Dan asks, intrigued. He opens the bag to find a bunch of smaller Maltesers bags, then looks quizzically up at Phil.

“You know that song ‘12 Days of Christmas’?” Phil asks.

“Well, yeah.”

“Okay, so I thought it’d be a cool idea to do that sort of thing,” Phil says, not really explaining much.

“Okay, but Phil, today’s the first day then, right? You’re only supposed to give me one thing. On the first day of Christmas, my true love gave to me: a partridge in a pear tree,” Dan sang, blushing as he sang 'true love.’

“Well, then I’m doing it the opposite way, then. Enjoy your twelve bags of king-sized Maltesers.”

(a/n: i know it’s been like 8 months okay but better late than never! also these are all drabbles for the most part. also also it’s not consistent in terms of POV so just excuse that please and thank you)

• First Day
• Second Day
• Third Day
• Fourth Day
• Fifth Day
• Sixth Day
• Seventh Day
• Eighth Day
• Ninth Day
• Tenth Day
• Eleventh Day
• Twelfth Day

10. Things You Said that Made Me Feel Like Shit

(A/N: holy shite am i actually posting this after so long?! wowow)

Keep reading

Genre: Angst

Word count: 410

Summary: Dan hates hospitals, but he hates why he’s visiting even more. (Think angsty-version of ‘50 First Dates tbh)

Warnings: hospital mentions, memory loss.

a/n: idek what this is i’m sorry. might turn this into a longer oneshot, idk yet though.

Keep reading

Genre: Angst AU drabble

Word Count: 1,979

Summary: Mini-journey of fear, acceptance, and loss. Prequel to Heavy

Warnings: (warnings for warnings: spoilers [kinda]; these will also tell you what this is actually about though as i can’t write summaries for crap): swears, mpreg (male pregnancy), miscarriage, blood mention (brief, but there), pain mention, hospital talk, and descriptions of how (in my world, at least) mpreg happens (not in depth, but like, a summary).

Keep reading

Genre: Angst AU drabble (bc I apparently love making myself cry pls)

Words: 443

Warnings (warning for the warnings: spoilers, but I want to make sure not to trigger anyone): implied mpreg (male pregnancy for those who don’t know), implied late-term miscarriage.

Summary: A few months after Heavy. A.K.A., Dan and Phil take a step in moving on.

Keep reading

Genre: Angst

Word Length: 564

Keep reading

Genre-Angst-Fluff (PG-13)

Word Count: 3,408

Warnings: swearing, i suppose child neglect but it’s not actually child neglect? like, it’s not actual neglect. idk how to explain that, but thought i should mention it.

Summary: Christmas AU where Dan and Phil first meet in a coffeeshop late at night on Christmas Eve after they find themselves unable to spend the cherished holiday with their families. 

a/n: this was originally a donated gift from me (sent as ‘deckthehowells’) to user shieldthephandom in the danandphilsecretsanta project :) the wonderful mods decided to post the reveals early, hence giving the rest of us the ability to share our work if we wanted. (i wanted to donate a gift and spent the early hours of the morning writing this thing, and at five thirty i decided i needed to sleep, so if the ending seems a bit blunt, this is why. i may go in and tweak it, but for now it’ll do.) i’m aware it’s past Christmas day, but is it really too late for another Christmas fic? i don’t think so. 

Keep reading