teenage!phan have a sleepover and dans a bit of an asshole but phil secretly likes it so he goes along with dans strange behaviour and takes the blame for a lot of his shit

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“You never said anything about 10 minutes!” Dan complains, watching his best friend through the smoke-filled kitchen frantically flapping at the smoke alarm with a tea towel, praying that the horribly high, wailing sound piercing throughout the kitchen would kindly come to a halt before his parents wake up and discover exactly how damaged their new microwave is.
“I did!” Phil defends, sliding off the marble worktop once the alarm had silenced, and no visible parent had resurfaced. “I specifically said to you, ‘keep the popcorn in for 10 minutes.’ It was on the instructions!”
“How come I didn’t hear you, then?” Dan turns his back on the burst bag of 10% popcorn and 90% charcoal, raising an eyebrow challengingly at Phil.

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A/N: PROMPTED BY THIS WONDERFUL ANON - http://phanlight.tumblr.com/post/87229055476/i-know-your-prompts-are-closed-for-a-reason-but-please

((i’d advise you to avoid reading the post as it’ll kinda spoil the fic))

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Summary: A dinner date turns into something quite unexpected

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“Nice to meet you, Dan.” Phil’s mum studies the younger boy through the rim of her glasses as he abandons the stove to greet her with a polite hug.
“You too Mrs. Lester. Shall I get you a-…” He indicates to the wine rack.
“No, no, you’d better get back to your cooking.” She shakes her head, a fond grin forming on her lips as her grey-coloured eyes trail over his smooth, even features. He’s tall, she estimates around 6 ft 2, and his chestnut-coloured hair falls over his dark eyes in a fringed haircut. His patterned t shirt compliments the best of his slim figure, accompanied by his dark black jeans clinging onto his legs, displaying his shape attractively.
Throughout the meal, she can’t help but notice how handsome Dan is. In fact, she’d had been suspicious of her own son’s sexuality, but being a good mother, she felt that he would let her know if/when the time was right.
But seeing them living, plus working together, couldn’t help but fuel her growing curiosity.

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A/N: So this was a prompt that Pop suggested, and it literally took me 3 days to write. Enjoy!

Summary: Uni!Cockslut!Phil and Dan in lace panties.

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“You took your time.” Phil responds to the sound of timid knocking on his door. After a hesitant pause, the door slowly unlocks and creaks open as a very beautiful-looking, dark-haired boy emerges and steps inside the room. Phil’s already prepared the room nicely, with minimal light and several candles lit all around his shelves and bedside tables, giving off a very warm, romantic glow. He knows he wants to make this one special.

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I’ve just finished a smut oneshot haha. Anyone want it? 

A/N: Wooo I finally finished this! Based on Dan’s new video, I though it was a perfect opportunity to write something like this ^_^ I hope you like it! <3 Summary: A sudden intrusive thought hits Dan, making him realize how much he really does have.

Phil’s brilliant, delicately pale skin glimmered in the sunlight as his heartfelt laugh lit up the atmosphere, his happiness channeling into me as I smiled in response, biting my lip lightly and simply appreciating everything about my best friend, and boyfriend. From his mismatched socks, down to the true heart of gold that beat proudly underneath his gengar t-shirt.

He was perfect. I don’t know what I’d do without him.

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A/N: So I’m sorry I’ve been a little absent from Phanfiction writing for a while! I’ve decided to give you all an apology oneshot to make up for it, which I hope you’ll enjoy! ^_^ <3

Summary: When Phil falls in love with Dan’s twin, Dan finds it increasingly difficult to show his true emotions towards the situation, especially when his brother comes to visit. But will Phil’s drunken mind suddenly change everything between the three of them? Read on to find out more!

DISCLAIMER: Obviously (and unfortunately) everything I have written is entirely fictional. I am not claiming Phan is real.

“What the hell are you doing?” Dan exclaimed as he stared at a frantic Phil, throwing clothes out of his wardrobe and onto the floor in a very ‘teenage girl’ manner.
“I’ve got nothing to wear!” Phil replied in a panick-stricken voice, letting another checked shirt hit the ground. “All my clothes are shit!”
Dan bit his tongue as he let his eyes trail over the floor, seeing hundreds of t shirts that he had given Phil as presents all crumpled up on the carpet. Shows how much he meant to him.

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Dan and Chris are off to a party, but things don’t quite go as expected. 

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“Do you have any more fake blood?” Dan called out to his flatmate, Chris, throwing the empty red tube into his already slightly overflowing bin.
Chris walked into the room in his own costume; a skeleton suit, complete with a powdered white face, and dark eye makeup.
“Jesus Christ; Dan, don’t you already have enough?!” He exclaimed, staring at the amount of red liquid already dribbling down his face in contrast to his own white complexion.
“I want more…” Dan frowns at his reflection thoughtfully. “I’m meant to be a vampire!”
“Yes, but I think most vampires probably wipe their mouth after feasting on human flesh like that! You look like you’ve eaten too much spaghetti Bolognese.” He giggled teasingly.
“Oh, shut up.” Dan gave him a playful punch on the shoulder, before glancing back into the mirror.
“Come on, we’re going to be late. You look fine.” He glanced at the watch on his wrist.
Dan rolled his eyes. Even though they still had at least half an hour before they had to be there, Chris was always super sensitive about being late, for anything.

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A/N: So I saw a few of Dan and Phil’s tweets today about Dan being home alone, and Phil going to Europe, and it gave me an idea. Then, I read a few of Aimee’s tweets {dansetmeonfire} and, with her permission, based a oneshot off them! Hope you like this :)

Summary: Phil’s left for Europe, and Dan’s already missing him.

DISCLAIMER: Everything I have written is fictional, and I’m not claiming Phan is real.

DAN’S POV:

“Phil!” I call out, a smile on my face as I want to tell him something.
I was met with nothing but an empty silence filling the apartment. The disappearance of my temporary good mood was rapid and the smile fades from my face, as I remember.

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A/N: So this isn’t very long, but I got messaged this prompt, and thought I’d take it. Hope you like it! ^_^ Based on the Jamaica trip Dan and Phil went to in 2010.

Words: 941

“Dan? Dan, wake up!” I turned to lie on my side, gently nudging the bare shoulder of the boy sleeping next to me.
“Wh…what? Phil, it’s like 3 in the morning!” Dan mumbled sleepily, opening his eyes and turning to face me, running a hand through his roughly messed bed hair.
“Everyone else is asleep.” I whispered, a glitter in my eye.
“So was I!” Dan moaned, although a light grin appeared on his face. “What do you want?”

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Guys I need your help! Would you rather me make a oneshot, or a Phan video tonight! I feel like I owe you guys something, but I don’t know what! ^_^ Please ask/answer, thank you :3

(Exchange Student chapter tomorrow as always)

Summary: Dan’s in the middle of a ‘My First Time’ tag video, when he decides to answer a particular bonus question. But will this question spill out the truth of something he’s been hiding for quite a while? 

Word count: 914

DISCLAIMER: Obviously (and unfortunately) everything I have written is fictional. I am not claiming Phan is real

DAN’S POV:

“Okay, okay, seeing as so many of you were asking about it, I’ll finally answer. You creepers.” I joked into the camera lens, mindlessly scrolling through my twitter interactions.

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PROMPT: 

Song: [Link]

A/N: So I got this prompt this morning, and as it’s the 12th anniversary of 9/11, I decided to go ahead and write it today. My thoughts are with all families, victims, and those affected by 9/11. Rest In Peace. ♥

DISCLAIMER: Everything I have written is entirely fictional. I am not claiming Phan is real. Also, although there isn’t any content such as self-harm or angst in this, I’m still going to label it as triggering. So please take care, and do not read this fanfiction if you feel you may be affected by it in some way. Contains sensitive conent.

It’s been a year, Phil.
Dan sat alone, slumped on a swing in the deserted park, the air growing cold as the evening crept in. In his hand, he fiddled with the most beautiful bouquet of white lilies. Phil’s favourite flowers.
He stared up at the skyline of the city in front of him, in some areas where the damage was still noticeable.

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A/N: This prompt is ages old, but I wanted to keep hold of it and write it into a oneshot because I liked the idea. Enjoy! ^_^

Summary: (Do I really need one?) It’s nearly Dan’s birthday, and Phil wants to celebrate by making him a cake in a baking video. But will things go according to plan? Read on to find out more!

DISCLAIMER: Obviously (and unfortunately) everything I have written is entirely fictional.  am not claiming Phan is real.

PHIL’S POV:

“Dan, focus a little more… no- okay. Okay, that’s fine…” I directed him as he adjusted the lens on my camera, ready to film a video. I took a deep breath, before turning on my sweet, innocent ‘AmazingPhil’ personality for YouTube.

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With my new fic, ‘I’m Still here’, would you prefer it in separate parts like Jealousy, or altogether in one big hit? Let me know, because I want to make it easier for you guys to access! x

Summary: Phil is in love with Dan, but Dan is unsure as to whether he feels the same. He’s been straight all his life, and had never known any different. But will changes in Phil suddenly reveal what Dan was hiding all along? Read on to find out more!

DISCLAIMER: Obviously (and unfortunately) everything I have written is entirely fictional. I am not claiming Phan is real.

DAN’S POV: I don’t know what’s up with Phil. He keeps disappearing, making weak excuses such as “he’s going to the store to get some milk” or to “buy some more socks”, and then disappearing until the late evening. He’s been covering up things more, too. He’ll never let me go on his phone or laptop unless he’s constantly watching what I’m doing, as if he has something to hide. Which he apparently does, judging by the amount he’s been lying to me. 

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