#also Phil is holding a fish lol

[azul-days]

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It’s Jack Grealish‘s birthday !!!🍾️🍾️🍾️🥳🥳🥳

[phanfictioncatalogue]

DanAndPhilCrafts 2024 Masterlist

awake and unafraid, asleep or dead? (ao3) - vvuptic

Summary: Phil wants to take it all back. But he can't.

Or, the inner workings of Phil's mind during the filming of Potato Prints.

title: famous last words by my chemical romance

Conversations of Cannibals (ao3) - Anonymous

Summary: Inspired by the new DanAndPhilCRAFTS video - some conversations about cannibalism between Dan and Phil.

creativity is nothing without friendship (ao3) - natigail

Summary: Dan has made Phil a promise and he is eager to prove his devotion. He will carve out Phil's heart and sacrifice him.

But he is also going to make sure that he comes back.

Following canon of DanAndPhilCRAFTS - Slime

do it without hesitation (ao3) - Wraithpinned

Summary: While Phil’s entire adult life was devoted to Him, Dan’s entire adult life was devoted to Phil.

--

Dan grapples with what Phil is asking him to do

euphoric in some strange delight (ao3) - Anonymous

Summary: “Your turn,” says Phil, in a part they’ll have to cut out. “What do you mean?”

Phil hands Dan the blade, silver and sharp and bought in a neat set along with one for bread, one for vegetables, one for fish. Phil wouldn’t know this.

“I don’t want it to be me this time.”

finding beauty in the dissonance (ao3) - orphan_account

Summary: Dan ripping out Phil's heart for a santanic ritual sorry this is really short idk how to summarize it lol

Based off of DanAndPhilCRAFTS - Slime

UNEDITED CHAOS

hangman (answer me now) (ao3) - queerofcups

Summary: How did you get used to the haunting?

Hell's Waiting Room (ao3) - dizzy

Summary: Based on the 1733rd danandphilCRAFTS video.

i do not fear bloodshed (if the slayer is you) (ao3) - emsinof

Summary: a poem inspired by the events that took place in the most recent danandphilcrafts video.

Just the Beginning (ao3) - NotAHappyPancake

Summary: Once upon a time, there were these two guys called Dan and Phil, who met on the internet and created this entire world. And now it's time to end it. It's time to start over.

make a pact to each other (got when no one's around) (ao3) - philsbisexuallion (bisexual_lightning)

Summary: There's not much time left. He has to finish what he— no, what they started. That’s why they came to this place.

Never Be Safe in Crafting! (ao3) - antiadvil

Summary: It happened again, but Phil can fix it, because Phil can fix everything. Dan just needs to follow the directions.

ominous (ao3) - TsingaDark

Summary: It starts on a Sunday, of all things. Nothing should start on a Sunday, frankly; it’s the one day where one is allowed to fully relax and lie around the whole day. Sunday is not a day to start new projects or change your life, it’s a day of peace and calm. Therefore, Phil notices much quicker than he usually would have that something is wrong.

Sacrifice (painted in the red from our hearts) (ao3) - Lesbianphan

Summary: "There's no fear in my lover's eyes, only trust in Him. Trust in me. I know what I must do: the ultimate sacrifice for Him. I must give Him what I hold most dear, the one thing I'd never part from. I must hold Philip's heart in my hands and offer Him what my lover willingly gave to me all these years ago.

If I love Him enough, my lover will come back to me. Reborn."

a.k.a the dark and raw 'DanandPhilCRAFTS - Slime' fic I was always meant to write.

surely the second coming is at hand (ao3) - ivylakes

Summary: From darkness they came, and to darkness they must return. And Dan is ready.

Or, a rewrite of the final events in DanAndPhilCRAFTS - Slime, as well as an analysis of Dan's internality during those moments.

That Deathless Death (ao3) - trancelover99

Summary: Date: April 1st, 2024. Time: midnight. Dan and Phil have returned to an abandoned cabin to carry out the one last ritual that will keep this demon away forever. But it comes with a price: Phil's heart and soul. With the right words, Dan can hopefully revive him after Phil's sacrifice, but he has other plans beyond that. Will he succeed?

The Craft Fic (ao3) - doctorhowlter

Summary: Dan is in lounge watching the reactions to DanAndPhilCRAFTS when Phil ask him if he wants to celebrate their April fools joke succes. But Phil's definition of celebrating doesn't seem to be that same as Dan's and things doesn't turn out as planned.

The Heart Fic (ao3) - Anonymous

Summary: Dan let himself fall into a trance, no longer thinking and instead just doing. Dan reached into the wound in Phil’s chest and wrapped his hand around his heart. Phil was already dead, yet the inside of his chest was still warm. Dan swore he could still feel Phil’s heart beat faintly as he began to pull the mass of muscle and blood out of his chest.

Before he had pulled all the way out, Dan paused and then slowly pushed his hand back into the wound. Warm. Wet. Beautiful.

Inspired by DanAndPhilCRAFTS - Slime

The Sacrifice (ao3) - Mysticallykai

Summary: DanandPhilCrafts is back again, with a lot to say and even more to do. We all saw the video, but what happened when the camera wasn't rolling? What was edited out? What if what we all thought was an April Fools prank, was actually very real?

to die by your side (is such a heavenly way to die) (ao3) - Anonymous

Summary: Despite no words being exchanged, they both know how the other is feeling, and that they are alike in their preparedness for what is about to happen. They understand each other so well that they can work in perfect tandem without issue. A connection so uniquely fundamental that it goes beyond communication as it is understood by the rest of the world. Something private, just for them—and soon, for Him.

you believe me like a god (i destroy you like i am) (ao3) - bunnyslipper

Summary: Tears stream down Dan’s face, mingling with the deep crimson of Phil’s blood, and Phil hates him. He hates that he loves him so deeply, enough to forgive him for tearing them apart like this.

[feelingofcontent]

DNP Rewatch: Doing A Makeup Tutorial Inspired By My Fish

Date video was published: 10/20/2019 (X)

DNP Main Channel Rewatch: 401

Back to more “regular” Phil content, but in a post-coming-out world.

0:00 - I love brown-hair Phil

0:04 - they loved that fish so much

0:22 - lol at the smacking himself in his own head

0:51 - this was a great idea for a video for him...particularly because you just know it’s going to be chaotic

1:00 - I’m not sure “cheapest and most blue” inspires confidence

1:31 - jesus christ with the editing inserts there 😂

1:43 - maybe he should have watched some of the tutorials that were recommended to him first

1:58 - actually surprised Phil went to a real shop to buy makeup instead of buying it all online

2:27 - space glitter from the merch shoot! doesn’t have Dan to help him this time though

2:32 - laughing at himself before he even gets started

2:53 - I quite enjoy this running editing joke too

2:56 - whyyyy the weird filter. also, a closer, smaller mirror would probably work better 

3:05 - he did think this through

3:20 - this is what happens when you buy the cheapest eyeshadow

3:36 - “paint brushes” 😂

3:52 - I love that he’s holding the palette up...he clearly has seen some tutorials at some point

4:39 - aww, Phil. I feel that though...me every time I try to do something artistic 

4:59 - “just follow the crease of the eye” an attempt at pretending he knows what he’s talking about

5:11 - that “flourish” sound effect is not one he uses a lot

5:18 - both dnp having anxiety dreams about Norman because they cared so much 🥺

5:51 - “the impressions of a tail” I love Phil

6:01 - doing things in no particular order

6:09 - mouth open, as you do when applying mascara

6:10 - yikes, he was focusing more on talking

6:17 - terrible pun time and it’s great

6:35 - is he not...considering the eyeliner he has? I guess he didn’t have just a plain black eyeliner

6:43 - oh NO. a makeup tutorial including a “sharpie time” segment...only Phil 😂

7:07 - this video does basically encapsulate Phil

7:38 - he is making me nervous with the sharpie that close to his eye

8:00 - don’t tell people that! I really don’t think we should trust Phil’s glue advice

8:22 - Phil is hilarious. I love the fake Anthony drama

8:26 - not paying attention to the glitter at this point at all

8:40 - those TATINOF cubes really get a lot of use...also that mess could not have been fun to clean

9:14 - contact lens after glitter does not seem like a good plan

10:04 - love him annotating the joke he only thought of later

10:14 - awww, Phil wink!

10:23 - no thanks...that’s just disturbing

10:27 - I love that he just had fun with it

10:53 - asking for the audience to try it! and he was impressed with people who did (1, 2, 3)

I really like this Phil video. A creative idea and just the right amount of chaos.

[duawheat]

i am thinking about a mutant/superpowers au now because of reasons and their powers are loosley(debatable)based off of osmp but i have actual backstorys in my brain for them but here’s the powers things for my main bitches

tommyinnit: chicken mutant yk the vibes he floats is fast and if he has enough momentum he can jump real high

tubbo: not mutant he is scientist man and super techy and smart big brained he builds things and shoots guns

ranboo: teleports???? he can not control it tho and that is becoming an issue for him

wilbur: invisibility powers woooahh and can phase through things but that takes a lot of energy like if he does it more than twice an hour he will pass out for a while

philza: big bird man with wings yk obviously it’s phil he gets wings

techno: basicilly just heightened everything he’s got heightened senses and is v v strong so he’s good at fighting

jack manifold: minor fire powers like it doesn’t burn him that much unless he’s in fire or lava or whatever for an extended amount of time and he can summon enough fire to light a few candles but that’s it so he mostly just is a scientist man with tubbo

niki nihachu: fuckin fish mutant she has gills and can control water

dream: scary scientist man who gave himself powers using scary chemicals he’s the villian and ill think his powers out more later

sapnap: given fire powers using scary chemicals by dream

george: scientist helper to dream he doesn’t rly have abilities or anything he’s kinda just always there

now to the fucking story ig

ok tommyinnit born on like a farm or sumn but doesn’t remember his parents, was in the foster care system for a while before being kidnapped at nine by scary scientist ppl(dream??) and taken to a facility full of other mutant children and is getted experimented on right? other notible children there are ranboo, tubbo and jack. after years of being experimented on in this weird facility the four of them escape together to some random city with a rly high population so they think it’ll be so busy that they won’t be found

tubbo was born and immediately put up for adoption, he was passed through group homes and foster homes and whatever the shit his whole life until one of his foster parents realized holy shit this kid is a genius cause he was doing crazy math and biology or whatever the fuck equations as like a five year old so word got out about this genius kid cause that foster parent started putting him into contests and shit to make moneyyyy and then the scientists(dream????) from the facility find him and think hmmm this kid is big brained let’s take him and use him to help do experiments or experiment on his brain to see if he’s also mutant or both yeah both so dream somehow legally adopts him and brings him to the facility where he gets forced to experiment on these kids his age against his will and then also gets experimented on then eventually ranboo and tommy and jack and him escape together

ranboo literally has no clue where he came from before the facility, he thinks maybe he was born there or at least there since he was a newborn cause all he can remember is gaining consciousness one day at 8 and suddenly being strapped down in a chair in this in this big white room with a window and a bunch of scientists staring at him and holding clipboards, one of the scientists looked way way way too young to be there, like the scientist looked like he was ranboos age(haha tubbo moment) anyways ranboo is there and then he gets experimented on for years because of his teleporting ability that he still can’t control and then the squad all break out

jack was born in a normal suburban household with a mom and dad and sister and then found and kidnapped by the scientists one day when he was eight. he gets experimented on to the point where he doesn’t like using his powers and even fears the fire because of how often the scientists would set him on fire to see how long he could actually take it. after years of this he escaped with the squad and works on science things with tubbo instead of having to use his powers

philza comes from a long line of mutants with various abilities that have lived in secret for centuries. he knows how to live a normal life as a mutant and hide those mutant abilities from the general public, and he teaches his son wilbur how to do that. when he meets his new assistant at his architect job technoblade he’s like “this bitch has abilities and even though normal people can’t see it i can” then he confronts techno and technos like “haha idk what you’re talking about lol what’s a mutant”

techno is a bad liar

philza takes techno in and teaches him how better to live in secret blah blah blah

niki nihachu....... remember that sister of jacks i mentioned??? ms girl had been trying to track down her little brother for years and with the help of her new best friend wilbur soot she is going to do it goddamn it

dream is evil scientist man obsessed with mutants he wants to be one and find out how they came to be and what they can do evil villian stuff yk and sapnap is his childhood best friend turned test subject and george is just there all the time i genuinely can’t think of a good ability or background for george he kinda just exists

in conclusion i’m never gonna write this because i’m bad at writing but i am gonna create a whole plot for it in my head

[blaxkrosethorn]

Anxiety. Jasper Whitlock Hale x OC book 1. (Can also be found on my Wattpad)

Chapter 1. New Phone, New Me.

3rd POV.

The store was noisy, Keelin remarked as she walked into the AT&T store, looking for a new phone. She fidgeted with the cold silver rings on her hands as she walked around, avoiding eye contact. She picked up an IPhone, and lazily decided she'd go ahead and get the model she was holding. "Whichever will get me out of here quicker." Keelin whispers, and luckily she had enough money for the lazily selected phone.

Her friend Kennedy snorted in amusement as Keelin hopped into her Honda Accord, showing Kennedy the phone. "Another day of just hurrying to avoid humanity?" Kennedy teases, flipping her sandy blonde hair for added sass. "Maybe.." Keelin muttered, playing with a strand of baby pink hair. "I'm just teasing, hun." Kennedy says while pulling her anxious friend into a loving hug. "I know."

Once back at home Keelin started going through her notebooks and putting the numbers of people she socialized with into her new phone, however she didn't realize she had mis-clicked a digit, and that would unknowingly change the course of her life.

Keelin: howdy slut it's me.

???: Excuse me?

Keelin: it's me, the bitch that has no social life.

???: not helping. Who are you and how did you get this number???

Keelin: it's Keelin. Keelin Swan? Jasmine this isn't funny 😒

???: I'm not Jasmine, and I don't know a Keelin Swine.

Keelin: BITCH MY NAME AIN'T SWINE ITS SWAN.

???: Sorry.

Keelin: wait, you really aren't Jassy?

???: No sorry.

Keelin: shit, I'm sorry. Like really sorry.

???: Your fine, you must've messed a digit up.

Keelin: I did, I'm really sorry for all that.

???: It's fine, Ms. Swan.

Keelin: Sooooo can I know your name since you know mine?

???: you gotta guess. For all the drama you caused.

Keelin: damn. Uhhh John?

???: nope

Keelin: Emmett?

???: no but that's my brother's name.

Keelin: ooh. Uh.. Jaz?

???: close.

Keelin: Jasper?

???: yes.

Keelin: Cool!!

Jasper: How's your day been?

Keelin: it's been alright, you?

Jasper: it's all good.

Keelin: sweet. My moms calling for me, I'll text later. If that's okay.

Jasper: of course.

Keelin: :)

Keelin clicked her phone off while smiling like an idiot before walking out of her room and going downstairs. "You called for me mom?" Keelin asks, adjusting the chain hanging around her neck. "How would you like moving to Forks with your dad with Bella while me and Phil traveled?" Her mom asked,  and Keelin shrugged. "I'll have to think about it. How long do I have to think?" Keelin asked. "Four months, it's only June." Renee says and Keelin nods before going upstairs and laying down for a nap.

When Keelin woke up, she stretched and yawned before throwing on a pair of black ripped jeans, a black tank top/ crop top and a cammo zip up jacket. Just as Keelin was pulling on her combat boots, Renee poked her head in. "Hey, you wanna come to the store with me and Phil? Bella's in her room reading and doesn't wanna go." Renee asked, knowing the answer would probably be a polite no. "Uhm.." she mutters, not really wanting to go but also wanting to get out of the house. "Why not.." she mumbles and Renee covers her shock with a gentle smile. "Awesome. Be ready in five minutes." She says and Keelin nods.

Walking out of the house wasn't hard, getting in the car wasn't hard, getting out of the car wasn't hard, but walking into a store full of people made Keelin's head spin harshly. She held an iron like grip on the shopping cart, keeping her head down and following her mother's voice. All around she heard the laughs and mocking voices no one else ever would. The world spun in rapid circles around her as her breathing became shallow. Her mother stopped to look at a frozen pizza and Keelin hurriedly fished her phone out from her pocket, opening her texts and messaging the first number she saw.

Keelin: I hate being in public

Jasper: what's wrong?

Keelin: my mom took me to the store and I forgot how much I freak out when I don't have any comfort in public.

Jasper: okay, what store are you at?

Keelin: Walmart.

Jasper: okay, what's your favorite food?

Keelin: steak.

Jasper: favorite color?

It took Keelin a moment to answer, and she realized with a small smile that Jasper was trying to help her through her episode.

Keelin: blue. You?

Jasper: either red or blue. Gender?

Keelin: I'm a female. You?

Jasper: male. Hobbies?

Keelin: Browsing pornhub. Lmfao jkjk. I like to read, write, dance, sing, and go horse back riding. You?

Jasper: pretty much the same. Though I play chess with my brothers and sisters sometimes.

Keelin: big family?

Jasper: sort of. How many siblings do you have?

Keelin: one, a younger sister. You?

Jasper: we're all adopted in my family. But there's me, Emmett, Edward, Rosalie, and Alice, and then our foster parents Carlisle and Esme.

Keelin: sweet, it's just me and Isabela here with mom and step dad.

Jasper: sounds nice.

Keelin: not really, lol. Sure, the solitudes awesome. But it's hard when your sister doesn't exactly like you.

Jasper: why doesn't your sister like you?

Keelin: I've made some decisions in the past that I'm not proud of..

Jasper: I know the feeling.

Keelin: thank you.

Jasper: for what?

Keelin: helping me. :)

Jasper: my pleasure.

Keelin: I'll text you when I get home. Okay?

Jasper: sure thing darlin'.

Keelin exited out of her messages and smiled, glad she'd made a friend out of Jasper.

[purplesurveys]

494

Do you own a pink toaster? No, I don’t. I probably won’t get one either even though I like the color pink. Do you live by yourself? No. I still live with my family at home and would probably live like this until a couple years into my first job when I can afford to move out. Do you shower everyday? If I have to be in school, yes. But on my off days I let myself skip a day. Is English your native language? No. I was raised in a Filipino-speaking home, so I learned English in school, by reading, or from cartoons. Do you like cleaning? If it doesn’t feel like a chore.

Who is your favorite character from Harry Potter? Do you hear any music now? Nope, I just hear my really loud aircon. Do you watch PewDiePie? He’s my go-to channel when I’m upset and need lots of cheering up, but right now I’m not as updated with his material. Are you married? Nope, that’s quite a long way from here my friend hahaha. Do you like Despacito? I never really liked songs I couldn’t understand. Do you drink coffee? As much as I can. It’s my bloodstream. Do you know any Swedish words? Only cuss words because PewDiePie used to swear in Swedish in his old videos lmfao. He did also use to say “sluta,” which I think he translated to “stop” or “stop it.” Maybe @badsurveyshit can help me out! Hahaha. Do you play Pokemon Go? Only when it was like crazy popular three years ago. My phone died soon after that and when I got a new one, I couldn’t be bothered to revisit it. Do you think you're fat? No, but I think I’m too thin. Did you ever color your hair pink? I haven’t and I dunno if I would. Do you press Caps Lock or hold Shift for capital letters? I do Caps Lock. I never did get used to just holding Shift. Do you own any pop figures? Nope. But I’ve given it as a gift. All of the possible spaces in my room are just kinda filled up at the moment and I’m not sure if a Funko will stand out here. Do you like Dr. Phil? I like his show, mostly because PewDiePie will sometimes do reaction videos to ridiculous bratty guests from the show. Do you prefer to be inside or outside? Depends on my mood. I can be both, really. Do you drink energy drinks? No. They smell like pure sugar and it’s super sticky and I feel like my body would implode if I drink a bottle lmao. Do you eat meat? Yep. Do you need to do the dishes? Nope. Do you have any posters in your room? I have one. But I also have several frames of Audrey Hepburn and one painting that Gabie bought me me, and another painting that she herself made. How old were you in 2010? I was 12. Are you scared of clowns? I don’t think I’ve ever actually seen one IRL...they always seem to be like a Western media thing. We don’t have circuses or anything like that, and parents don’t usually get clowns for their kids’s parties. Who is your favorite youtuber? Probably Shane Dawson because he’s so goddamn versatile and is great at being it. He’s managed to evolve from comedy skits to watching things explode in the microwave and making giant pumpkin spice milkshakes to explainers for conspiracy theories and alien sightings to casual vlogs to full fucking length documentaries about real-life people and said conspiracies. Do you have any subscribers on YouTube? No. I don’t want to have any, I just use my channel so that YouTube knows what material I’m into haha. Do you believe in ghosts? I do. Do you salt your popcorn? Yessssss. The more the better. Do you like McDonalds? I can take it or leave it. They have a really boring menu. Do you have a Steam account? I don’t. Is the sun shining right now? It’s a little cloudy at the moment but I’m sure it’ll peak out in a minute or two. What time is it? 8:59 AM while I’m typing this down. How much battery do you have on your phone? 16%, oops. What device are you using while taking this survey? I’m always on my laptop when taking surveys. Do you brush your teeth everyday? Yes, but I’ll occasionally forget. Do you bite your nails? Only if I’m starting to get increasingly anxious or overwhelmed over something. Do you like gaming? I like *watching* people play (which stems back to my childhood when ALL the boys and men in the house knew how to play video games and it would always be a bonding thing for us), but I can’t figure out video games myself to save my life. What's the first word that comes to your mind if I say: Boop! Hannah Hart. What month is it? It’s already July, what the hell? Do you like reading books? I used to...I think I mostly got disinterested because there was a time when the popular books that kept coming out were all fantasy or dystopian, e.g. Percy Jackson, I Am Number Four, The Hunger Games. By the time the more IRL-based fictional works came out, like the John Green works, reading had already become a little boring for me. Have you ever played Five Nights at Freddy's? Nope. And I don’t think I would want to lol. Watching people play it is enough. Do you like horror movies? Love them, it used to be my favorite genre until the industry just kept making a bunch of remakes of already-great horror flicks. Is your favorite animal a dog? Yes. Do you have a pet cat? My sister does, but since she’s living in a dorm for college all of us have at home have to take care of her. Do you like chicken nuggets? Meh, I can also take it or leave it. I like chicken fingers better. What color is the ceiling in the room? White. Do you own a car? I drive one, but my parents bought it. What age do you turn on your next birthday? 22. Do you like religion? Not really. Have you ever tried Akinator? Yes. I used it a whole lot when it was new. Tbh I’d still pass by it sometimes these days if I was in the mood for it to guess what I was thinking. Do you like Grand Theft Auto V? Yes, there’s always something to do on that game haha.

Are you wearing socks right now? I am not, but I probably will later when I head out to school.

Do you have a headache? Not right now. Do you cry a lot? Hahahaha yep, I really do. Can you twerk? I never tried. Do you like dabbing? Nope. Name four things in the room. An electric fan, a pack of microwavable popcorn, a plate of sisig, and a glass of water. Can money buy you happiness? It definitely could. What was the last country you visited? China. Do you like fishing? I’ve never fished before. Do you want to be famous? It’s a nice thought, but I don’t actively want it. Do you have any siblings? Yes. Have you ever been to a funeral? No. I’ve been to wakes though. Do you have a Spotify account? I have my own, but I stopped using the one meant for me because Gabie lets me use her premium account. Have you heard of Blizzard Entertainment? I’ve heard of it, but I don’t know much about them. Do you drink milk? I can’t drink milk. Are you tired? A little bit, yes. Do you like bananas? I don’t like fruits. Are you addicted to anything? Nope. Are you in love? Sure. What's the temperature outside? It looks like it’ll be humid today. Do you like snow? I’ve never seen it. Where are you from? Manila. Would you rather Play, Pause, Rewind, Fast Forward or Stop? Fast forward. Do you know your phone number? ??? Yes I do. What do you think of Fifty Shades of Grey? Never cared for it. Do you swear in front of children? Nope. Is my grammar fine? Sure.

[imnotinclinedtomaturity]

Love Yourself (Chapter 15)

title: Love Yourself summary: A lot of things about Dan’s life are pretty great. He gets to make the music he wants, he’s got a great fanbase, and his manager is his best friend. A few things about his life suck a bit more. He’s currently lacking inspiration, he’s rather lonely, and he’s stuck in a rut. Dan’s been going to the same coffee shop for years. It’s quiet, it’s quaint, it’s near his home. Most importantly: none of the employees give a shit that’s he a world-famous singer. Things change when he meets the new barista. chapter words: 8k story words: 113.3k (so far) chapter: 15/? rating: m warnings: language, alcohol, sex mentions, some bi/homophobia genre: singer!dan, coffee shop au, barista!phil, slow burn [[ao3]] [[first chapter]] [[previous chapter]]

a/n: as always, i love @auroraphilealis very much and appreciate all the time she spends editing for me.

also: before you send me an ask about using a read more, i did, they just don’t always work on mobile and there is nothing i can do about it :( take it up with tumblr lol

Dan woke up face down in his bed the next morning, unable to fucking move. He felt like he’d been run over by a goddamn train. In fact, he was pretty sure there wasn’t a single part of his body that didn’t hurt.

Oh my god, this is definitely what death feels like.

He needed water. And coffee. And maybe some carbs.

“Addieeeeee,” Dan called weakly, the sound of his own voice aggravating his head. There was no response — not that he really expected there to be one. He had no way of knowing if Adaline was awake yet, and even if she was, his voice probably didn’t carry as far as the spare bedroom.

Using all of his willpower, Dan shoved his hand under his pillow, blindly feeling around for his phone. When his fingers finally found it, he pulled it far too close to his face and cracked one eye open to look at the screen.

Overnight, his phone had blown up. Frankly, it was a surprise that the vibrations beneath his pillow hadn’t woken him up and it was probably a testament to just how heavily the alcohol had knocked him out. Dan ignored all of the notifications, though, instead opening the phone app and pressing Addie’s name.

“Good morning, Sleeping Beauty!” Adaline greeted him way too cheerfully.

“Uggggh,” was all Dan managed to say — and it was more of a groan than a word. Adaline laughed so loudly that Dan could hear her in the next room over almost as well as he could on the phone. “Come here,” he mumbled.

“You’re bloody insane, Daniel.” The phone went silent halfway through Adaline’s laughter.

Knowing that Adaline was heading his way, Dan tried to force himself to roll towards the door, determined to look at least a little like a functional adult. He wasn’t particularly successful, though — he only made it halfway to his side before the excruciating pain of his hangover stilled him. Dan shut his eyes again, determined to close out the world.

Good enough.

He didn’t have to wait long before he heard his door being pushed open, and light pitter patter footsteps across his floor. There was nothing, though, that could have prepared him for the sudden jolt of the bed from Adaline literally jumping on it, landing on her knees near Dan’s torso.

“Fucking hell, Addie,” Dan grumbled, his slight progress towards rolling onto his side having been lost, the force of the bed shaking inadvertently rolled him back onto his stomach.

“Awww, look at you and your hungover ass,” Adaline cooed loudly, with zero respect for Dan’s feelings or headache.

“No one likes you,” Dan murmured bitterly into his pillow. Adaline jumped again, her knee actually knocking against Dan’s ribs this time. “Please stop that,” Dan reached out with every ounce of energy he had and caught her shin.

Even though his grip was nowhere near strong enough to hold her in place, Adaline stopped bouncing and came to rest on her calves, leaning her face down close to his head. “Sanka, you dead?” she asked.

“Ya, mon,” Dan managed to mumble back.

It was a long-standing inside joke between them, a reference to a movie they’d watched constantly growing up. Adaline had originally texted Dan it, with absolutely no follow up, when he was seventeen and out way past his eleven o’clock weekend curfew. He’d been rather drunk at the time, and flirting heavily with someone that he was pretty sure he was going to go home with — both facts that he didn’t want to disclose to his twelve year old sister — but he had taken a moment to write back ya mon =] and apparently that was enough. Without Dan even asking her to, Adaline had covered for him. Ironically, she’d told their parents that Dan’s friend had irresponsibly gotten drunk, and Dan had to take care of them because he was the only sober one — a cover story that she’d texted him in the dead of the night so he knew to go along with it. The next morning, he was fortunately able to pass off his small hangover as sheer exhaustion from helping his “immature friend” get through the night.

And since then, Sanka, you dead? had just become a thing between him and Adaline. If they went too long between talking, or one of them was supposed to hear from the other and didn’t, communication always started with a simple Sanka, you dead? — sometimes even reduced to a quick sanka?

Adaline prodded him in the shoulder, pulling Dan out of the near-slumber he’d fallen back into. “Seriously, bro, wake up.” She moved her finger to his cheek, poking him a few times. “Are you really that hungover?”

“Are you really not hungover?” Dan croaked back, barely audible.

“No, Dan,” Adaline laughed. “Unlike you, I’m not an old man.” She poked Dan in the face again before adding, “also I had one less drink than you, which can’t have hurt.”

“I hurt.” Dan turned his head just enough so that Adaline could see he his pout.

Adaline shifted, sitting cross-legged near Dan’s waist, evaluating him with humored eyes. Dan didn’t particularly appreciate her judgment. “Aren’t rockstars supposed to be, like, living the life?” she asked with a small laugh. “You know, doing cocaine every night and shit?”

“Are you really saying you’d rather me be coked-out right now?” Dan looked at her incredulously.

“No, I’m just saying that all things considered, a hangover seems like it’s on the minor end.”

“It doesn’t feel minor,” Dan whined, shoving his face back into his pillow.

“Poor Bear,” Adaline humed, with a not-so-subtle mocking edge to her voice. “What will make you feel better?”

“Coffee,” Dan mumbled into his pillow. “And a crumpet.”

“I don’t think you have either of those in the house. I tried and failed to have breakfast.”

“Wallet,” Dan gestured vaguely towards his floor where he was pretty sure he’d shed his pants last night — or rather, early this morning. The bed shifting was Dan’s only indication that Adaline had gotten up and followed his vague pointing. “Go downstairs to B ‘n G and get us something.”

“Ooh,” Adaline sounded intrigued. “Can I get chips from the place across the street?”

“Ad, you can buy the London Eye for all I care, just bring me a fucking crumpet.”

“Needy much?” Adaline mumbled as she left the room, but even Hungover Dan could hear the sarcasm in her voice.

The lure of sleep was tempting, and Dan nearly gave in. But when he closed his eyes, he was haunted by the notification-filled screen of his iphone and he needed to know what all of the notifications were.

Dan fished his phone back out from under the covers and swiped down, looking at the summary of his messages. There were two missed calls from an unknown London phone number, but no voicemail. Must not have been that important. There was a notification from twitter, too. From what Dan could see from the preview, it looked like Phil had retweeted Dan’s tweet at… one thirty in the morning.

What the fuck had he tweeted again?

Dan hadn’t exactly blacked out last night, but, well, the last hour or two of the night were definitely a bit fuzzy. He remembered coming back to the table with a final round, and insisting that he tweet a picture of him and Phil — which, in hindsight, Dan had no recollection of what that picture really had been. At the time, he had thought it was pretty tame, but in the past, Dan had thought some pretty risque things were tame when he was drunk. Although — Adaline had taken it, so it couldn’t have been that bad… right?

And after the photo, they’d drank some more. But what exactly had happened? Dan couldn’t quite remember. He tapped on the twitter notification from Phil, hoping that the photo would jog his memory.

@AmazingPhil: *my* fave lad is at it again <3 RETWEET: @danielhowell: your fave lads are at it again @AmazingPhil [picture]

Dan flushed, both at what Phil had tweeted and at the memories that flooded back.

Flashes of what they’d done after that tweet came to Dan. He had no real recollection of what they’d talked about. He did, however, remember inching closer and closer to Phil throughout the night, he remembered tucking his head into the crevice of Phil’s neck, he remembered kissing Phil’s cheek, and he remembered —

Oh fuck.

He remembered telling Adaline that he wanted to go home with Phil. And as best as Dan could remember, Phil had been sitting right next to him when he’d said it.

Phil had drank just as much as Dan had, though. Maybe Phil didn’t remember — for all Dan knew, Phil could be extremely oblivious to everything while intoxicated. Maybe Drunk Dan’s graceless attempts to be secretive had been just enough to hide his actions from Drunk Phil.

Probably not. But maybe.

Dan swiped back down on his phone, looking at the rest of his notifications. There were three unread messages from Phil. One that came in at half past midnight, and two that had come in that morning.

Whatever they were, Dan wasn’t sure he wanted to deal with them. He was cringing too hard from his own drunken behavior that he couldn’t possibly stand to open the messages. If he ignored them, maybe they’d go away and the consequences of his actions wouldn’t be real.

Dan shoved his phone back under his pillow, so far away that it clunked against the headboard. Determined to ignore it as best as possible, Dan shifted down the bed until his head was laying where his butt normally was and his feet were hanging far off the bed.

There.

Now, whatever had happened last night, whatever Phil had texted him, couldn’t touch Dan. He was safe down at the bottom of the bed and the world could just fuck the fuck off.

Dan must have drifted off to sleep, because the next thing he knew, Adaline was perched on his abandoned pillow, waving something buttery and something coffee-y over his head.

“Come out, come out, wherever you are,” she sang lightly, knocking something soft into his shoulder.

Dan flipped the covers off his face and looked up, his eyes hungrily landing on what Adaline had in her hands.

“Gimme,” Dan begged quietly.

“Sit up, silly, and you can have it.”

With every ounce of strength he had, Dan pushed himself into a cross-legged position across from Adaline, who was mirroring his position, leaned against the headboard with a box of greasy-looking chips in her lap. Dan immediately made grabby hands, reaching out to take whatever she’d brought him.

“Geez, geez, here.” She passed him a bag and a small to-go cup. “One crumpet, one triple espresso.”

Dan took a tentative sip of the coffee — god, he was dehydrated. But more than that, he desperately needed caffeine, so he powered through. He waited until he’d swallowed a few gulps to look back up at Adaline.

“So,” he asked tentatively, “On a scale of one to ten, how much did I embarrass myself last night?”

Adaline giggled, shoving chip in her mouth and looking at him thoughtfully for a moment. “Maybe a seven?”

“That’s it?” Dan asked skeptically.

“Well, you didn’t throw up, so there’s minus one. And you didn’t offend anyone, so there’s minus another point. Plus, your drunk tweet was highly acceptable and actually cute, so there’s minus another.”

“But with Phil…” Dan trailed off.

Adaline laughed loudly and freely — that wasn’t a good sign. “You’re fucked there, mate. A full ten out of ten on that scale.”

Dan dropped his bagged crumpet to the bed, leaning forward until his forehead collided with Adaline’s ankle.

“Was it really that bad?” he asked gravely.

“I mean… well, maybe.” Adaline sounded pitying, which wasn’t overly promising. “But he was just as gone and embarrassing as you, so you’re fine.”

Dan peeked up slightly. “What do you mean?”

“I mean,” Adaline said, tugging on his chin slightly so he sat upright again, “Phil seems just as hopelessly head over heels for you, so all of the humiliating shit you did?” Dan’s cheeks colored red at the reminder.” Yeah, he was just as bad.”

“Hmm.” Dan tore open the bag and took the crumpet out, nibbling off a small bite. Carbs, thank god. He thought back, trying to focus his mind on Phil’s actions last night — he remembered Phil’s hand landing on his leg at some point, he remembered Phil helping Dan put his coat on, he remembered Phil drawing Dan in close on the cold pavement.

“He texted me,” Dan blurted out.

“Oh did he, now?” Adaline didn’t sound surprised. Dan nodded vigorously, immediately regretting it due to the amplified pounding in his head. “And what did Sir Philip say?”

“I don’t know.” Dan turned back to his crumpet, peeking up at Adaline bashfully.

Adaline looked at him like he was ridiculous. “What do you mean you don’t know?”

“I didn’t read them. I was too nervous.”

“Oh my god, Daniel James Howell, who is the teenager here?” Adaline rolled her eyes, not waiting for a response from Dan. “Where’s your phone?”

“Under your ass.”

Adaline didn’t question him — she’d known Dan too long to question anything, probably. She merely leaned forward on her hands and pulled Dan’s pillow out from under her, plucking his phone off the bed.

“Passcode?”

“Twelve-fourteen,” Dan answered without thinking, breaking off another bite of crumpet.

“One two one four…” Adaline mumbled as she punched the digits. “What’s the significance of that?”

“The day I signed my record deal,” Dan said through a mouth full of food.

“Oh, look at that, Danny boy is a little sap.” Adaline peered up from the phone, taunting him with a smile.

“Fuck off. Don’t pretend your passcode isn’t something stupidly personal, too,” Dan complained, kicking out and nudging her calf with his foot. “What did Phil say?”

“Hmmm,” Adaline hummed as she navigated his phone, leaving Dan in desperate suspense. “He texted you last night, looks like when he got home maybe. He said he had a nice time and that it was nice to meet me and that you’re really pretty.”

“Wait, really?” Dan asked, surprised. He lowered his crumpet from his open mouth, staring at Adaline in disbelief.

“Really, really,” Adaline smirked.

“All of it?” Dan tried to reign in his giddiness, sure that Adaline was fucking with him. “He called me pretty?”

Adaline looked at Dan, amused and disbelieving. “Of course, you dipshit. That kid thinks the damn sun shines out of your ass, he obviously thinks you’re pretty.”

“Oh.” Dan felt his cheeks flushing and ineffectively tried to hide behind his coffee cup.

“You’re such a fucking dork,” Adaline mumbled under her breath. “Do you want to know what he said this morning?”

“I don’t know, is it terrible?”

“What do you mean is it terrible?” Adaline asked, her tone belieing the fact that she clearly thought Dan was an idiot.

“I don’t know, like, did he call me out for being drunk and dumb and coming on too strong?”

“Dan, he was plenty drunk and dumb and came on plenty strong himself, you weren’t alone, okay?” Dan cheeks, which were already flushed, felt like they grew impossibly hotter. He nodded his head dumbly, hoping Adaline would continue. “So he texted you an hour ago saying please dear god tell me you’re as hungover as I am? And then he texted you again twenty minutes ago saying — oh.”

“Oh, what?” Dan demanded, dread washing through him. Had Phil remembered how much of a drunk mess Dan had been last night? What if Phil changed his mind — or worse, Dan had read too much into Phil’s feelings for him?

“Er…” Adaline squirmed a bit. Dan could feel the knot in his stomach tightening. “Just remember that you were drunk, and were being suuuuuuper forward, and kind of hard to reign in last night.”

“Oh god, what?” The fear in Dan’s veins rushed faster. What the bloody fuck had he done last night?

“Well, I’d had a bit to drink too, and at one point I just flat out told Phil that I was there to babysit you and gave him a big lecture about how you needed time and space.” Adaline’s expression made it clear that she was wary of Dan’s reaction, which was fair. A lot of people — most people, probably — would be pissed if someone else was that brutally honest with their crush on their behalf, but Dan just felt a wave of affection.

Phil had needed to know. He’d needed to know that all of Dan’s flirting, and looks, and comments weren’t meaningless. Dan needed him to understand Dan not immediately making a move wasn’t because Dan didn’t want to. And as embarrassing as it was, Dan even kind of wanted Phil to know that Dan thought he was different, that he was special.

So Adaline taking the initiative to tell Phil, especially when Dan hadn’t known how to, was really just a blessing in disguise.

“You’re a good egg,” Dan whispered, offering her a small smile and ruffling up her hair.

“I know, I know. I’m amazing,” Adaline joked, sounding relieved at Dan’s reaction.

“No, seriously,” Dan insisted. “I don’t think I would have ever gotten the guts to say that to Phil and he needed to hear it. He needs to know that I’m in, but I just need, well, time.”

Adaline shrugged, laughing a bit. “Glad to help. I figure, Drunken Overprotective Dan has come to my defense enough that Drunk Overprotective Addie probably owes him a few favors.”

“So what did he say?” Dan asked, suddenly remembering that the point behind this conversation was that there was another message from Phil. A message that had made Adaline hesitate, and confess she’d done last night.

Adaline took a deep breath before reading. “He said that he was sorry if he crossed any lines last night and that he understands that you need time and that he’s there when you’re ready and he hopes you can be friends in the meantime.”

Dan’s mind whirled at all everything Addie was saying, not necessarily because of the amount, but because of the content. All morning, Dan had been worrying that he’d made a drunken ass of himself, that he’d been the one out of line last night. But Phil’s hungover bum was laying in his green and blue sheets, feeling nervous about the same thing. Unlike Dan, though, Phil was concerned that Dan might not want to be friends, and Dan couldn’t let Phil think that for even a second more.

He lunged forward, swiping his phone out of Adaline’s hands so that he could see the messages for himself. Now that he knew what they were, he wasn’t too humilated to read them.

Phil [12:28am]: I had a realky good time tonigjt an it was great to meet youur sister. Your’e very pretty night noght dear

Phil [9:14am]: Please dear god tell me you’re as hungover as I am?

Phil [9:57am]: Dan, I’m really sorry if I crossed any lines last night. I understand and respect the fact that you need time after Isabella and I want you to know that I’m here when you’re ready. Until then, I really hope we can still be friends xx

Dan typed back a message, hitting send before he let himself think over it — or worse, let Addie read it. Adaline was the queen of playing by imaginary dating rules, and if she saw what Dan was typing before he sent it, she’d surely make him change it.

Dan [10:22am]: i’ll always want to be friends with you, phil. no matter what

Fuck that came out even sappier than Dan had meant for it to. Maybe he should have let Addie look at it, after all. Embarrassed, he quickly tacked on another message.

Dan [10:22am]: why am i so hungover wtf

There. That was more casual, right? Not too casual, hopefully. Dan didn’t want to come across like he was avoiding talking about the topic of, well, them.

“Awww is baby brother texting back?” Adaline teased. Dan had barely pressed send on the second message before the phone was being ripped out of his hands.

“Addie, what the fuck! Swiper no swiping!” Dan launched himself towards his sister to steal his phone back, but was easily defeated. She held the phone just far enough out of reach that he would have had to kneel up to reach it, and god knows he wasn’t capable of doing that at this moment in time.

“Let’s see what you’re saying to your boyfrieeeend.”

“Stop calling him that, he’s not my boyfriend.” Dan’s hand was still limply reaching out for his phone, but he’d resigned himself to the fact that he wasn’t going to get it back unless Adaline gave it to him, or he mustered the energy to crawl to his knees to grab it back.

“Yet,” Adaline said simply, keeping the phone out of Dan’s reach but tilting it enough that she could see the screen. “God, bro, do you have no chill?”

“What? What do you mean?” Dan asked, alarmed. It had been a long time since he’d started dating someone, and he hadn’t been kidding when he’d told Louise that he sucked at it. His hatred — and slight ineptitude — when it came to dating, to playing the game, was at least part of why he was so adamant about monogamy.

“I’ll always want to be friends with you, Phil,” Adaline read back, her voice several octaves higher than normal, “No matter what!” She stuck her tongue out, making a gagging noise. “You’re disgusting and I hate — jesus fuck, you double texted, too.”

“So!” Dan exclaimed. He wanted to defend himself, but to do that he needed energy. “Phil triple texted!” he whined back.

“I guess you’re right…” Adaline trailed off, tossing him his phone back. Dan caught it gratefully.

“Do you think I need to, like… play it more cool or something?”

Adaline snorted. “I think playing it cool is well out the window after last night, don’t you?”

“I mean, yeah. But like,” Dan drank the remainder of his coffee as he tried to find the right words. “Like, do you think I should chill out on the texting him and seeing him all the time thing?”

Adaline stared at him contemplatively for a bit longer than Dan was comfortable with. He squirmed under her gaze, wishing he still had coffee or food left, just so he had something to do with his hands.

“Honestly, I don’t know,” she finally said quietly. “I don’t really know the protocol for when you’re already head over heels for someone and are trying to wait because of some arbitrary thing.”

“It’s not arbitr—” Dan tried to interrupt, but Adaline cut him off.

“Sorry, sorry, that was the wrong word.” She rolled her eyes endearingly.

Dan twirled his phone between his fingers, his hangover finally lifting just enough that movement wasn’t painful. “You don’t think I’m being insane, right?”

“I always think you’re insane. How so, specifically?”

“By waiting. With Phil, I mean.”

“No, I don’t. I think that it’s something I’ve never seen from you and I think that it’s good. Tbh, I’m still kinda shocked that you aren’t dragging me or Louise to a bar to be a wingman so you can find someone to fuck while you wait.”

“I couldn’t do that to Phil,” Dan said honestly, shrugging slightly.

“Yeah,” Adaline agreed. “And that’s what’s different. I like it. This whole trying to keep it in your pants thing is a good look on you.”

As complimentary as Addie’s words were, there was a hint of laughter to them that Dan couldn’t overlook. “I’m never going to live this down, am I?”

“You mean the fact that you train’ed me in so that you wouldn’t fuck your crush? No. Never. I’m talking about it in my speech at the wedding.”

“We’re not —”

“Dating, I know, I know.” Her lips curled into a smile. “Yet.”

Yet.

Dan’s phone dinged in his hands, drawing both of their attention down.

“You deal with that, I’m going to get dressed. And so are you. And then you are going to hold up your promise to do something fun with me today.” Adaline flicked him on the nose, hopped off the bed, and trailed out of the room, pulling the door shut behind herself.

Dan waited until the door clicked to unlock his phone and read what Phil wrote.

Phil [10:36am]: Because we drank hardly any water and bad news bears, but hangovers just get worse the older you get.

Dan smiled stupidly down at his phone. Phil was just so goddamn cute. It didn’t take Dan long to craft a response — he’d decided that Adaline’s permission to not follow the cool rules of dating meant that he could just say the first thing that came to his mind.

Dan [10:38am]: great now i’m thinking about my inevitable death, thanks for that

Staring at his phone, Dan crawled out of bed and stumbled over to his wardrobe. He stared at the little delivered message, willing it to change to read. Jesus, he didn’t even know if Phil had read receipts on, and Dan was staring at his phone like a fucking schoolkid.

Forcefully, Dan sat his phone down on his dresser, and determinedly turned his attention to finding an outfit for the day. His fingers trailed across the hangers as he tried to decide what to wear. For a second, he hovered over Phil’s jumper, briefly considering pulling that on, but he’d endured far too much taunting from Adaline already and decided he didn’t need to add to it.

Instead, he settled on wearing a stupidly expensive, but amazing Alexander McQueen sweatshirt that read hissing at the sun, because he felt like it really fit his hungover aesthetic.

Dan had one leg in and one leg out of his jeans when his phone went off. Eager to see if it was Phil, Dan tried to rush back over to his dresser, totally forgetting that he wasn’t really in his jeans yet, and nearly tripped over himself. He caught himself on his dresser at the last minute, cheeks burning red in humiliation despite there having been no one there to witness his mistake, and picked up his phone to read the message.

Phil [10:44am]: You’re a dork

Dan typed back a response without thinking, quickly pressing send.

Dan [10:45am]: but i’m your dork

It took a minute for what Dan had said to really sink in, but when it did. Dan nearly dropped his phone.

Fuck.

Even considering that he’d given up following the cool rules of dating, Dan knew that was too much.

“ADALINE.” Dan screamed, kicking off his jeans because lord knows he didn’t have the emotional capacity to wrangle on skinny jeans at that moment. “ADDIE. I FUCKED UP, GET OUT HERE.”

Dan tore down the hallway, coming to a halt in front of the closed guest bedroom door. He raised his fist up and pounded frantically on it.

“ADS. ADDIE. FUCKING HELL. OPEN UP. JES—”

The door opened suddenly, the momentum of Dan’s hand against nothing sending him toppling forward. Adaline ducked out of the way just in time, letting Dan fall gracelessly to the floor.

“What the fuck did you do now?” Adaline asked, hands on her hips, but a knowing smirk on her face. From the ground, Dan helplessly offered up his phone, burying his face in his hands as soon as Adaline had taken it from him.

“Good lord, Daniel. I leave you alone for five fucking minutes.” She laughed. Dan peeked his eyes between his fingers to look up at her. Her eyes were lit up with mirth as she stared back down at him.

Dan groaned into his hands, rolling over to lay face down on the floor. Adaline nudged him in the side with the tip of her foot. “Dan?” nudge “Daaaan?” nudge “DannielllI?” nudge nudge.

“Leave me alone to wallow in my misery,” Dan mumbled.

Two strong, sure hands scooped under his arm, pulling him backwards until he was seated on his calves. “No. You are going to go put some bloody trousers on, and I’m going to finish brushing my damn hair, and then we are going to go to the shops and make the people think that we are going to buy horribly expensive things, and then disappear when they turn around.”

It was a game they’d played since they were young. They’d go into the fanciest shops, and pretend to be really, truly interested in something unbelievably expensive, and then they’d duck out when the salesperson disappeared for a moment. It had only grown more entertaining as Dan gained fame — salespeople were suddenly much more inclined to think that two young kids were going to drop thousands of pounds.

Okay, so, they were dicks.

But at this point, their little game had resulted in Dan actually spending significant money before — the fucking two hundred pound McQueen sweatshirt he was currently wearing was proof of that. Karma had made him spend enough money that he didn’t feel too poorly about it.

“Fine, fine,” he grumbled, pushing himself to his feet. He held his hand out for his phone expectantly.

“Oh, no!” Adaline reprimanded. “You’ve lost the rights to having this alone. I’ll hold on to this from now on.”

“I know I should hate you for that, but I don’t,” Dan laughed, leaving Adaline’s room to finish getting dressed. Dating had never been Dan’s talent. Nor had controlling himself around Phil. And now that the two of those were coming together, he was a downright disaster. Really, it was for the best that Adaline was trying to instill some sense of control in him — hopefully he could make it last when she went home.

Back in his room, Dan pulled on his jeans for a second time, this time without the distraction of his bloody phone. He knew he’d probably tweet some picture today, since he was going out with Adaline, so he tried his best to tone down the deathly hungover look. He patted some eye cream under his eyes, and rubbed a dab of moistuizer into his face. It helped him look a little less dead, at least.

Dan was fiddling with his hair in his bathroom mirror when Adaline came prancing into his room. She hopped up on the counter, staring at him impatiently until Dan turned his attention to her.

“What?” he asked impatiently.

“Loverboy texted back,” she said with a smirk.

Dan let his forehead fall against the mirror, probably ruining the careful arrangement of his mop of curls, but he couldn’t bring himself to care. “What did Phil say?”

“He’s cute, he likes you.”

Dan shot back, standing upright and staring at his sister. “Really? He wasn’t, like, totally freaked out?”

“No,” Addie giggled. “Here, you can read. Don’t press send on anything you type, though. I don’t trust you.”

Warily, Dan took the phone from her. Just because Addie was giggling about whatever Phil had said, did not mean that it was fine. She’d been known to take too much pleasure in his agony before. Gathering every ounce of courage he had, Dan tilted the screen to face him, reading the messages.

Phil [11:03am]: Yeah :)

Phil [11:05am]: So how are you dealing with your hangover?

Dan’s eyes flickered up to the time. 11:08. “Adaline!” He whacked her ankle. You let me stew in worry for five whole minutes?”

“Sorrrry, bro, I had things to do other than manage your love life.”

“That’s literally the whole reason you’re in town,” Dan deadpanned.

“Trust me, I remember.” Adaline rolled her eyes. “Now type something back so I can read over it first.”

Dan drew his bottom lip between his teeth, biting down with a bit more force than intended. He wanted to say something funny, something entertaining. After everything so far, he needed to not sound too desperate, but he didn’t want to sound aloof either. He typed and backspaced, typed and backspaced. Hopefully Phil didn’t have their conversation opened, because if so, he’d see how fucking long it was taking Dan to type an answer to what was frankly a very simple question. It took five tries, but he finally came up with a draft he was happy with. Dan passed his phone to his sister. She read it over, and pressed send for him.

Dan [11:12am]: i sent addie out for rations aka coffee and carbs and once that works its magic we are going to venture out in the world because i promised to do something fun with her today since she came all the way into the city

No point in pretending Adaline was here for anything else, now. Addie handed him his phone back, and Dan typed a second message. He turned the phone back to Adaline. “Flirty or too much?” Dan asked.

“Flirty, definitely.” Adaline nodded. “You can send that.”

Dan [11:13am]: what about you, old man?

Adaline jumped off the counter and headed for the door, taking Dan’s phone with her. “Now, stop obsessing over your hair and let’s go.”

Dan crinkled his nose at her and ran a pump of mousse into his hair, adding a hint of bounce to it, before calling it good and following Addie out of the room.

Adaline was waiting for him in the lounge, scrolling through her own phone.

“Took you long enough,” she said when he entered the room. “You took longer than me to get ready.”

“I’m still kind of hungover, leave me be,” Dan grumbled.

“Never. I’m gonna call us an uber since it’s cold as tits outside.” Adaline tapped around on her phone for a moment before looking back up. “Wait, should I have them drop us off at some uni first? So we can take a picture for mum or whatever?”

Dan shrugged. “Seems like a poor use of our time since I’m sure she’ll find out why you really came sooner or later.”

“True. Straight to the shops then!” Adaline chucked him his phone. “You got a call from a random number, btw. I took the liberty of ignoring it for you.”

“Definitely the right choice.” Dan unlocked his phone and, sure enough, there was a miss call — from the same phone number as earlier, weirdly. But still no voicemail. There was a text from Phil, too.

Phil [11:17am]: Unlike you, I don’t have anyone I can make bring me food, so I’m curled up in bed dying alone with Buffy.

Poor Phil, Dan thought. If Addie hadn’t already called the uber, Dan probably would have suggested that they bring Phil a surprise snack. But it was fine, hopefully Dan would have plenty of opportunities to spoil Phil in the future. He decided to ignore that part of the message, focusing on the other half of what Phil had said.

Dan [11:29am]: ...the vampire slayer or a secret girlfriend?

He was joking, mostly. He knew Phil wasn’t actually seeing anyone, but, well, a bit of reassurance was always nice.

Dan followed Adaline down to their car when it arrived, continuously checking his phone. She was texting someone too — which was probably something Dan should ask her about, now that his drama was dying down. But since she was wrapped up in her phone, Dan didn’t feel too bad about texting Phil for their whole car ride, and he figured he’d ask her about whoever she was talking to later.

Phil [11:32am]: The vampire slayer, obviously.

Dan [11:33am]: just checking how jealous i should be

Dan bit his lip; he hoped that was the right combination of flirty and jealous, and didn’t veer off into unjustly clingy territory. Phil responded quickly, though, easing his fears.

Phil [11:34am]: Well in that case, very. I used to have such a big crush on Sarah Michelle Gellar.

Phil [11:34am]: But seriously, this show is amazing. I’ve seen it so many times.

Phil was cute. Dan adored the way that Phil loved things with all of his heart, they way he was so openly excited about the things he liked. Even when they were nerdy as all hell. It reminded Dan of himself. Once he’d gotten past the awkwardness of being a nerdy teenager, Dan had always tried to be unapologetic of who he was, and to not feel embarrassed about the things that he loved.

Dan [11:35am]: don’t hate me but i’ve never seen buffy

Phil [11:35am]: YOU WHAT???

Phil [11:36am]: THIS IS UNACCEPTABLE

Biting his lip, Dan held back a giggle at Phil’s outrage. The all-caps texting just made it all the more adorable. He didn’t need Adaline making fun of him, though, if she saw him laughing over a text.

Dan [11:37am]: sorry mate. i just never got around to it

As Dan sent the message, their uber came to a stop in front of their destination— which was apparently the Versace store. Of course, Adaline fucking would. Dan rolled his eyes. Apparently, Adaline was committed to their little game of window shopping today, and was determined to go big. Dan’s phone vibrated — Phil must have responded — but he ignored it and shoved it into his pocket instead, helping Addie out of the car and leading her to the entrance of the store.

They both riffled through the racks, each accumulating a small wardrobe of clothes to try on — including a studded knit top from the women’s department that Dan was pretty sure he’d end up buying. Now that he had money, he was complete shit at this game.

Dan waited until he was locked in his dressing room to look at what Phil had said.

Phil [11:39am]: When does Adaline leave? You’re coming over immediately and we are starting your Buffy education

An excuse to see Phil again outside of Beans and Grind — and so soon, too — was very welcomed, and Dan was glad that Phil seemed to see it that way, too. Did it come across as too eager if Dan tried to see Phil tomorrow? But Phil had said as soon as Adaline left, so maybe he was just as eager to see Dan.

Fuck it. Dan wanted to see Phil and he was complete shit at waiting.

Dan [12:16pm]: tomorrow afternoon

Sitting his phone down unlocked and face up on the bench, Dan shed his coat and pulled his sweatshirt over his head. He tugged on the women’s shirt he’d picked out, and appraised it in the mirror.

He liked it. He’d gotten a big enough size that it was fitted, but he didn’t think it was too tight, and he liked how the tiny silver metal studs popped against the black sweater.

“Oi, Addie, see what you think of this,” Dan called, popping out of his dressing room.

Adaline stuck her head out of her door, appraising Dan’s sweater. “I like it,” she complimented, sounding sincere.

“Yeah?” Dan fiddled with the hem. “It’s not too tight, right?”

“Definitely not, you look good in it. I’m sure someone would probably find it sexy if you wore it on a date.”

“Shut up,” Dan grumbled, he cheeks flushing. Secretly, he thought Phil might like him in it, too, but he felt embarrassed to be called out.

“You’re going to get it, aren’t you?” Adaline asked. Dan nodded. “God, you’ve turned so bougie,” she laughed.

“I’ve always had bougie taste, and you know it,” he shot back. It was true — their game of window shopping in expensive stores had started because Dan was obsessed with high end fashion from a young age.

“Doesn’t make it any less disgusting,” Adaline teased, ducking back into her room. Dan rolled his eyes and turned back to his own dressing room. When he got back inside, Dan saw that Phil had texted him back.

Phil [12:18pm]: I have a liveshow tomorrow night and I really shouldn’t cancel it :(

Oh. That sucked. Even though Dan had just seen Phil last night, Dan had been excited that he might get to see Phil again tomorrow night.

Dan bit his lip, trying to think of a way they might salvage the night somehow. After all, he only had two weeks left before he left for Germany for his concert, and he really wanted to soak up as much Phil time as he could.

Dan [12:26pm]: i could still come over and just fuck off while you do your live show

Fuck, did that sound too clingy? Was it too weird of a suggestion? Dan quickly tacked on another message, hoping to make it seem less odd.

Dan [12:26pm]: if that wouldn’t be weird

Dan’s heart pounded as he waited for a response. The three dots felt mocking as they flashed across his screen.

What felt like years later, Phil’s reply showed up.

Phil [12:27pm]: Not weird. You could just watch an episode without me?

Thank fuck. Frankly, Dan probably would have watched paint dry while Phil did his liveshow if that meant still seeing him tomorrow. He grinned as he went to type another reply.

Dan [12:29pm]: deal. i’ll text you after i’ve dropped addie off at the train station?

Phil responded almost instantly, which Dan hoped was a sign that he was just as eager to see Dan as Dan was to see Phil.

Phil [12:30pm]: Perfect :)

The shop clerk didn’t love the fact that they were only buying one sweater, even though they must have tried on thirty things between them. Dan felt bad, just for a second, until the clerk made a comment about how the sweater Dan was buying was a woman’s sweater. That sure made all of the guilt vanish from Dan’s conscious. In fact, he wished he’d made more of a mess of the fitting room. Whatever. People sucked.

After Versace, Dan and Adaline continued their pilgrimage down the street of high end fashion shops, ducking in a store every time they got cold or something caught their eye. A few stores, and hours, later, they were in Michael Kors. Dan wasn’t trying anything on — it was all a bit preppy for his taste — but Adaline had taken nearly half the store into a dressing room with her. Dan sat on a bench outside her room, critiquing every outfit she tried on. Near the end of her mini fashion show, she came out in a chic blue leather jacket that looks fantastic on her.

“You’re getting that,” Dan said instantly. “You need something cool to wear to the concert.”

“Lol, with what money, you dumbass?” Adaline deadpanned, rolling her eyes. “I’m pretty sure it’s like five hundred pounds.”

“Give it to me. I’m getting it for you as a belated birthday present.”

“Dan, you’re already taking me to Germany for my birthday!” Adaline rebutted, eyes wide.

“A gift that cost me precisely zero pounds. Give me.” Dan held his hand out expectantly for the jacket.

“You’re a piece of work,” Adaline grumbled, shrugging out of the jacket and handing it to him. “But thank you.” She flashed him a small smile. She may mock him for having bougie taste, but when it came down to it, she did too.

“Meet me by the tills when you’re done.”

After Dan paid for the jacket, he busied himself at the jewelry case while he waited for Adaline, looking at the watches for lack of anything better to do. Since Dan had just dropped a rather large sum on a jacket, the salesman was attentively eyeing Dan, probably hoping to make another large sale.

It was making Dan a bit uncomfortable. He had no intentions of buying anything else here — he hadn’t even planned to buy this jacket. The attentive gaze left him feeling like a circus animal being demanded to perform.

Fortunately, Adaline came to Dan’s rescue just as the salesman wandered over. Dan shoved the bag at her, pushing her out of the store by her shoulders.

“What’s the rush?” Adaline mumbled.

“That salesperson looks out for blood,” Dan whispered. He felt Adaline try to twist around to look, but he tightened his grip on her, steering her out of the door.

They’d only made it a few steps out of the store when Dan’s phone started vibrating again. Assuming it was another text from Phil, Dan had planned to ignore it - but then he realized that the vibration wasn’t stopping. That had to mean he was getting a phone call.

Digging his phone out of his pocket, Dan brought Adaline to a halt on the street, and glanced at the screen to find out who was calling him. Only, when he checked the caller ID, it was she same random London number that had been calling him since yesterday.

“Who the fuck is this?” Dan muttered, growing frustrated with the sheer amount of phone calls. With a burst of extroversion that Dan didn’t realize he had, he pressed accept. “Hello?”

“Hi Danny,” a honeyed voice replied.

Dan’s blood ran ice cold, body frozen. Fuck. Whatever he was expecting, this wasn’t it.

“Isabella,” He replied, the shock of hearing her voice had frozen him in place.

Adaline’s head whipped around to face him — apparently she was equally surprised to hear who was on the phone.

“Hang up,” Adaline commanded.

“What the fuck do you want?” Dan demanded instead.

“I don’t like how things ended between us, baby.” Isabella said sweetly, too sweetly. “I think we can fix this.”

Was she fucking serious? She’d cheated on him — multiple times, nonetheless — and for some ludicrous reason, she thought any type of relationship with Dan was salvageable?

“Really? Because I fucking loved finding out you’re a cheating whore!” Dan replied, sarcasm dripping from his words.

“It was a mistake, cariño. I feel so awful about it. I want to make it up to you.” Her voice was still too sweet — there was no sincerity to it.

“I know how you can make it up to me.”

“How? Anything for you, Danny.” Dan closed his eyes, cringing at the nickname. He could practically see her batting her eyes at him, could practically feel her fingers running down his arm.

“Fuck off Isabella,” Dan snapped.

“That’s not what I —”

Dan didn’t give her the chance to finish her sentence, though. Yanking the phone away from his ear, Dan took Adaline’s advice and ended the call.

“What the hell was that?” Adaline asked, eyebrows raised expectantly.

“I think she wanted to try to get back together,” Dan replied, perplexed, staring blankly at his screen. Her number was right there at the top of his call log, a heavy weight in his hands.

“Give me your phone,” Adaline ordered. Without thinking it through, Dan handed it over. He didn’t want it anyway.

“Wait, what are you doing?” He asked once he processed what was happening.

“Blocking her fucking number, obviously.”

For a fleeting second, Dan wondered if that was smart — if it was smart to completely block her out, to entirely burn the bridge between them. But then again, why the fuck would he ever want to talk to her again?

“Good,” Dan mumbled. And then again, more surely, “Good.”

[[next chapter]]

[lesbianbruabba]

all of them!

Anon you are trying to kill me but also like..thank you

1: Full name

I’m not stupid, I’m not putting my full real name out. lol

2: Age

Eighteen

3: 3 Fears

Being rejected, depression consuming my life, going deaf or blind

4: 3 things I love

My brother, my friends, music

5: 4 turns on

Gentle caresses, dirty talk, teasing, kink stuff

6: 4 turns off

Uhhh. Pedophilia, scat, incest, racial degradation? I’m going for the most hardcore bad stuff lol

7: My best friend

I have a lot but for simplicity’s sake my bestest is @lettiehigh

8: Sexual orientation

Bisexual

9: My best first date

Lol

10: How tall am I

5′2. correct question is how short am I

11: What do I miss

Special ham sandwiches

12: What time were I born

I don’t fucking know

13: Favourite color

Pink

14: Do I have a crush

I have multiple. 

15: Favourite quote

“They don’t sell cheese at the jewelry store” - my husband Felony Steve

16: Favourite place

My bedroom

17: Favourite food

Chicken nuggets from a hong kong mcdonald’s. They taste like shit in scotland

18: Do I use sarcasm

Sometimes but I’m not that good at it

19: What am I listening to right now

No More Time - Flor

20: First thing I notice in new person

Eyes

21: Shoe size

6.5

22: Eye color

Dark brown/black

23: Hair color

Dark brown/black. it’s gotten darker over the last few years

24: Favourite style of clothing

Frilly or bondage-y. Sometimes both at once

25: Ever done a prank call?

Nope

27: Meaning behind my URL

RPDR fic pen name

28: Favourite movie

RENT

29: Favourite song

Right now it’s Felony Reunion by Felony Steve

30: Favourite band

Waterparks, flor, All Time Low, Fall Out Boy, you can’t make me pick

31: How I feel right now

Lorny

32: Someone I love

My baby brother

33: My current relationship status

Single

34: My relationship with my parents

Rocky but overall it’s fine. It’s like an ongoing negotiation but I know they love me really.

35: Favourite holiday

I went to England when I was 14 with my school. 

36: Tattoos and piercing i have

None

37: Tattoos and piercing i want

Nipple piercings, I want a hip tattoo on my right hip because I haven’t self-harmed there and it’s a bit of a ‘sacred space’ now. someday I want a lyric tattoo, a flower tattoo (roses pls) and a watercolor one. I follow so many tattoo instagrams and they all look so pretty

38: The reason I joined Tumblr

At the very very beginning to make an aesthetic pastel blog. Got into roleplaying for a couple of years, made some good friends, some sad things happened, moved onto rpdr fic, evolved into the mess it is now

39: Do I and my last ex hate each other?

what ex

40: Do I ever get “good morning” or “good night ” texts?

Good morning snaps from my brother and copyright from @samrull

41: Have I ever kissed the last person you texted?

Nope

42: When did I last hold hands?

Not a thing I’ve done in a long time? 

43: How long does it take me to get ready in the morning?

Depends on whether I do makeup or not. 10 minutes if I don’t have to, 20-30 if I do.

44: Have You shaved your legs in the past three days?

Nope. I don’t shave unless there’s a special event.

45: Where am I right now?

My bedroom in Edi

46: If I were drunk & can’t stand, who’s taking care of me?

I don’t drink :)

47: Do I like my music loud or at a reasonable level?

reasonable level most of the time. Unless I am feeling particularly apathetic/anhedonic/depressed

48: Do I live with my Mom and Dad?

Back in Hong kong yes

49: Am I excited for anything?

Dan and Phil show, possible trip to Copenhagen, possibly seeing flor, doing fashion design or Danish at uni next year, improving my fluency in languages, my brother visiting Edi, going home and seeing all my friends, going home and seeing my teachers I miss them so much oh my god, possibly seeing one of my crushes again!!

Oh and I’m going to a convention on sunday so that’s pretty great too!

50: Do I have someone of the opposite sex I can tell everything to?

Yeah my brother we’re a bit too open

51: How often do I wear a fake smile?

depends on how often I leave my room/spend time in others’ company that I’m not comfortable with. 

52: When was the last time I hugged someone?

Tuesday at 7:30 pm

53: What if the last person I kissed was kissing someone else right in front of me?

Cool, thumbs up dude. he kisses well

54: Is there anyone I trust even though I should not?

Yeah probably. lbr I trust people too easily

55: What is something I disliked about today?

I didn’t move from my bed much. but! I got a lot of drawing done and I studied some Polish so that’s a win. fuck you for making me think negatively :)

56: If I could meet anyone on this earth, who would it be?

there’s this girl in denmark i owe a very long apology to. her. and maybe her cat.

57: What do I think about most?

My crushes, analyzing whether I have a pattern/type of crush, random etymologies, whether Russian is harder than Polish or I have a warped bias, whether my friends care about me or am I overestimating my place in their hearts

58: What’s my strangest talent?

I can say thank you in like 15 languages that counts right?

59: Do I have any strange phobias?

The wolf from little red riding hood

60: Do I prefer to be behind the camera or in front of it?

In front bc I am shite at taking photos

61: What was the last lie I told?

my meds are making me better

62: Do I perfer talking on the phone or video chatting online?

Video chatting oh my god

63: Do I believe in ghosts? How about aliens?

I sometimes hope ghosts exist. idk about aliens

64: Do I believe in magic?

No 

65: Do I believe in luck?

yes

66: What’s the weather like right now?

Not that bad for scotland tbh but chilly for late April

67: What was the last book I’ve read?

Essentials of Polish verbs and grammar or something. google it

68: Do I like the smell of gasoline?

no???? who tf likes that what the fuck

69: Do I have any nicknames?

This one friend I used to have called me Christababe. Also people at school called me Lily

70: What was the worst injury I’ve ever had?

Self harm cut from a few weeks ago. Got infected (it’s fine now)

71: Do I spend money or save it?

Depends

72: Can I touch my nose with a tounge?

With a tongue sure but not my own lmao

73: Is there anything pink in 10 feets from me?

Yes a lot of it because my closet is next to my bed :)

74: Favourite animal?

Unicorn

75: What was I doing last night at 12 AM?

Eating ice cream and surfing the drag race reddit

76: What do I think is Satan’s last name is?

I don’t know???? Johnson?

77: What’s a song that always makes me happy when I hear it?

The Middle - Jimmy Eat World

78: How can you win my heart?

Don’t manipulate me.

79: What would I want to be written on my tombstone?

Married to Felony Steve

80: What is my favorite word?

Felony

81: My top 5 blogs on tumblr

Like my faves? @rippling-waves @samrull @lettiehigh @veronicasanders @lecafenoirx

82: If the whole world were listening to me right now, what would I say?

Listen to Waterparks they have the best music. -dabs-

83: Do I have any relatives in jail?

Nope

84: I accidentally eat some radioactive vegetables. They were good, and what’s even cooler is that they endow me with the super-power of my choice! What is that power?

Fluency in all languages

85: What would be a question I’d be afraid to tell the truth on?

“are you in love with me”. if asked by certain people. alternatively “do you like girls” asked by other certain people. 

86: What is my current desktop picture?

DDLC fanart

87: Had sex?

No but close

88: Bought condoms?

No but I have one from the Hive from a fresher’s package

89: Gotten pregnant?

no dear lord 

90: Failed a class?

Nope and I hope not

91: Kissed a boy?

Yes

92: Kissed a girl?

No, I wish

93: Have I ever kissed somebody in the rain?

No

94: Had job?

Yes, barista and factory worker

95: Left the house without my wallet?

Yes

96: Bullied someone on the internet?

Kind of? Not really? It was more of an argument but we’re friends now. I was a stupid thirteen year old 

97: Had sex in public?

No

98: Played on a sports team?

Lol, tell another one

99: Smoked weed?

No

100: Did drugs?

No, will not

101: Smoked cigarettes?

No, I hate smoking

102: Drank alcohol?

I had a few sips of white wine that were absolutely DISGUSTING

103: Am I a vegetarian/vegan?

No

104: Been overweight?

Currently am

105: Been underweight?

I wish

106: Been to a wedding?

Yeah of distant relatives and teachers

107: Been on the computer for 5 hours straight?

Try 14

108: Watched TV for 5 hours straight?

I don’t watch TV, There’s no tv in my student hall and back home the TV is only for news

109: Been outside my home country?

Yep too many times tbh

110: Gotten my heart broken?

Unrequited love-wise yes

111: Been to a professional sports game?

Yes and spent the whole time reading (I was a kid and my mum couldn’t/didn’t find someone to babysit)

112: Broken a bone?

No, thank god

113: Cut myself?

Yes, trying to quit it

114: Been to prom?

Yep and I sang on stage too! 

115: Been in airplane?

Yep

116: Fly by helicopter?

No and not interested tbh

117: What concerts have I been to?

Waterparks, Avril Lavigne, All Time Low

118: Had a crush on someone of the same sex?

Yes, quite a few times now

119: Learned another language?

Try multiple

120: Wore make up?

Yeah! Trying to do it more

121: Lost my virginity before I was 18?

No, too late for that now

122: Had oral sex?

No but I want to

123: Dyed my hair?

No but I want to

124: Voted in a presidential election?

No, HK doesn’t have presidential elections

125: Rode in an ambulance?

No

126: Had a surgery?

No

127: Met someone famous?

Famous in Hong Kong yes. Worldwide no. I’ve met the UoE principal though

edit: Iza reminded me that I’ve met both Courtney Act and Sasha Velour! 

128: Stalked someone on a social network?

Yes but not like…creepy. for drawing reference I’ve gone through a lot of people’s social media this morning lol

129: Peed outside?

When I was like 4

130: Been fishing?

Not that I can recall

131: Helped with charity?

Yeah

132: Been rejected by a crush?

No because I’m too much of a wimp to confess. Maybe a few years later

133: Broken a mirror?

Yep, the one I use to wear my contacts (when I used to wear contacts)

134: What do I want for birthday?

Sex and liposuction and a corset and maybe someone to love me and a full happy day with no depression or anxiety

135: How many kids do I want and what will be their names?

I don’t want kids. But if I did have kids, here is a list of nice names: Gracie, Ljudmila, Nico, Agneta (this one sounds really fucking familiar but I don’t know why), Anthony, Selene, Kristoff, James

136: Was I named after anyone?

No. My Chinese name means to have manners and to be gentle lmao. My English name is literally just the first thing I blurted out when the teacher asked me for my name. Wednesday was a name I look after Wednesday Addams though.

137: Do I like my handwriting?

I hate my Chinese and English penmanship it looks like shit but my Cyrillic looks GREAT

138: What was my favourite toy as a child?

Barbie, I had Genevieve from the 12 dancing princesses

139: Favourite Tv Show?

Drag race, b99, ASOUE, the good place

140: Where do I want to live when older?

In Edinburgh

141: Play any musical instrument?

The ukulele and I think I still remember a bit of guitar

142: One of my scars, how did I get it?

Cutting. Most of my scars are from cutting. A few from childhood bruises

143: Favourite pizza toping?

Cheese

144: Am I afraid of the dark?

Sometimes

145: Am I afraid of heights?

all the time

146: Have I ever got caught sneaking out or doing anything bad?

A lot worse than sneaking out buddy

147: Have I ever tried my hardest and then gotten disappointed in the end?

Yeah 

148: What I’m really bad at

controlling my fucking feelings and not falling for peple

149: What my greatest achievments are

Sewing my prom dress, making an animation, juggling learning 3 languages (slowly) at once, surviving high school because honestly I didn’t think I’d make it to graduation

150: The meanest thing somebody has ever said to me

That bisexuality doesn’t exist

151: What I’d do if I won in a lottery

Depends on how much i win but assuming it’s a big amount of money, split it and donate a third to charity, give a third to my parents, split the rest of it in quarters and give three quarter to my dad for investments and spend the last quarter

152: What do I like about myself

I have pretty hair and nice tits and I can draw (not well but I can draw), and I have a bit of talent in learning languages and fashion design

153: My closest Tumblr friend

@samrull without a doubt

154: Something I fantasise about

My brain giving me a good yummy serotonin

155: Any question you’d like?

….anon you didn’t put a question (this happens every goddamn time i s2g)

Thanks for the ask though this kept me occupied for the good part of an hour :)

[britishchick09]

danger force christmas special livewatch

welcome to the final livewatch of 2020, ‘chapa kills santa!’ ...jk it’s called ‘down goes santa’ (same thing right?). without further ado, let’s dive into the chaos of ‘the best story of christmas’!

the little pre-show channel bumper has a kid skating on tp... ONLY IN 2020!

the theme at the beginning of the ep is ‘deck the halls’ aww :)

chapa: “did you get a job at nacho ball?” bose: “i got a career at nacho ball.” eyyyy ;D (also how does he have a job isn’t he like 12?)

OH NOES THEY HAVEN’T DONE XMAS THINGS TOGETHER!! :O

chapa: “i’d say that’s an emergency, MILES!!!!!!!” oh boy will there be screaming chapa in this??

also since she cares a lot about christmas stuff maybe she won’t be the one to kill santa?

chapa: “no i don’t love christmas” BOIIIII

mika: “you took a long time to answer that question.” lol :D

SUP RAY

why does ray sound so creepy when he says “oh you wanna hear a... christmas story?”

OMG RAY DON’T SHOVE CHAPA OUT OF THAT CHAIR BRO

ray: “do you wanna hear the real christmas story?” the kids: “NO!!” lol :D

OMG RAY HAS THE BOOK IN THE HEADER PIC! :D

also all the kids said ‘ew!’ at the sight of it they really don’t want this story huh

story: “the first one was generous and jolly. the other was hot and fun.” lol

santa’s bro was named crampus wut

OMG SCHWOZ JUST SHREDDED THAT GUITAR YO!!! also hello george harrison’s lucy nice seeing you here :)

crampus wanted a jet ski and spent 1000 years on the naughty list where does this take place

this story is awesome not gonna lie :D

ray got the book from the truth store lol

story: “one day in the mid 90s” CLARISSA IS THAT YOU???

santa was lured to the desert with ‘promises of fish tacos, motocross and illegal fireworks’ lol

‘dill-weebs’ lol

santa and anti-santa fought in an abandoned mall lol

that was such a great story! :D

miles: “i don’t believe any of that!” ray: “CRAMPUS TOUCH!!!” miles: *SCREAMS*

and ray walks away with an evil laugh... >:)

mika’s sweater is so cute! :D

YO SCHWOZ JUST MADE AN XMAS TREE AND PRESENTS APPEAR IS HE MAGIC THO???? :o

and the audience cheers! :D

MIKA JUST KICKED A LITTLE TREE AND SCREAMED YO MIKA!!!

schwoz: “the big man will be here soon!” bose: “you mean shaq?” lol :D

schwoz cleans santa’s sleigh how cool! :D

there’s a corn lady in a corn truck ICE CREAM TRUCK WHO??? I DON’T KNOW HER

ooh the gums can be used to transform their civilian clothes too!

RAY AND CHAPA BOUGHT ALL THE CORN OMG :O

awww ray did it for chapa’s christmas love! ♥

ray: “our pants are down. we’re exposed!!!” ???

OHHH IT’S ‘P.A.N.T.S’ :o

is santa gonna land in the man’s nest without protection?

YO I WAS RIGHT CHAPA DID KILL SANTA!!!!!

SANTA’S ON FIRE OMGGGGGGG

santa’s beard is gray now is he my dad lol

chapa: “WE SHOT SANTA CLAUS!!!” out of context that line is so sad yet still hilarious

why did the meme airhorn just play

YO CRAMPUS ANTI-SANTA IS REALLLLLL

crampus: “it’s party tiiiimeee!!!” lol

the intro happened 10 AND A HALF MINUTES INTO THE 22 MINUTE EP what a record! :o

why did ray return with a big af senpai ball of yarn and needles

ooh the kids brought back strawberry ice cream :o

miles’ actor’s name appeared just as he was on screen coolio :D

there’s a sign on santa that says ‘none of your buzyness’ NUNYA WHO

also miles and chapa say ‘buzyness’ like nunya lol

CHAPA’S FREAKING SCREAMING ABOUT HER KILLING SANTA YOOO

santa doesn’t know who he is HO HO NOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!

chapa keeps zapping ray when she disapproves what he says YO CHAPA

YOOO SANTA’S MISSING!!!

bose is a mechanic apparently coolio :D

they’re getting christmas day off BUT NOT XMAS DAY

CRAMPUS LIKES THE MEME HORN YOOOOO

bose: “it could be worse!” *sees crampus* “hey, i was right, it’s worse!”

crampus: “where’s my brother uglies!” his watch: “sick burn, crampus that stings!!” lol

CRAMPUS IS GONNA DESTROY CHRISTMAS NOOOO

crampus can teleport coolio :D

the side effects of catching crampus are ‘hotness and diarrhea’ why :(

mika: “OH MY GOD SHUT UUUUUPPPPP!!!!!!!” SAME MIKA SAME

ray: “don’t say anything!” bose: “he left!” ray: “...seriously”

BOSE WHY DID YOU SAYYYYYY :(((((

YO CRAMPUS TURNED BOSE INTO A PUNK SKATER YO :o

OMG RAY HAS A TAZER GUN SANTA’S DEFINITELY GONNA DIE

ray: “news is boring” indeed it is

on the newscrawl it says orphans were hit with a sack of presents who

the newsman said ‘in part 2 of our news-’ AND THERE’S A PART 2 OF THE SPECIAL EYYYY ;D

miles and mika transformed to applause! :D

punk bose thinks taco tuesday is the best holiday lol

english orphans are on the news WHY

HOLD UP are those the orphans from one of the previous eps???

the english boy sounds like schwoz when he’s crampus-fied lol

english girl: “percy you know i only have one lung!” ...omg

crampus is putting his hands all over the xmas sack AND IT’S SO WEIRD WTF

news lady: “now that you’ve found the sack of presents you can give them to the orphans!” ray and chapa don’t sound too thrilled with that...

DON’T CRAMP THE NEWS LADY NOOOOO

it’s 8:28 pm when ray and chapa are at the news station NOT A LOT OF TIME LEFT TO SAVE SANTA!!!

the news people, orphans and crampus with energy drinks: “TACO TUESDAY LIFE!!” news guy: “LIFE SPELLED WITH A Y!!!” ray chapa GET THESE GUYS BACK FAST!!!!!!

CHAPA JUST HIT CRAMPUS WITH HER POWERS YOOOO

aaand it didn’t work :/

news guy: “looks like this story will be c-c-c-continued!!!!” indeed it will! :D

onto part 2!

YO MIKA AND MILES WALKED INTO SANTAS DANCING TO AN EPIC ‘UP ON THE HOUSETOP’ EPIC

the main santa lady almost sounds like nat from bob’s burgers :D

did schwoz just speak russian??

YO HE’S SINGING IS THIS A MUSICAL NOW???

schwoz: “♬ you’re never too cool for the holidays! ♬” yay! :D

bose: “rule number sleighven-“ i thought crampus hated christmas WHY THE XMAS PUN DUDE??

schwoz gave bose a candy cane AND IT TURNED HIM BACK YAS!!!! :D

bose: “♬ i used to love these as a boy... ♬” schwoz: “♬ you’re not a man... ♬” lol :D

bose’s singing isn’t the best but schwoz is great! :D

bose is happily helping yay! :D

AND THE SLEIGH IS BACK!!!!!

the magic of christmas is tossing people a wrench lol :D

YO SCHWOZ JUST CARRIED BOSE AND CALLED HIM BOSIE! ♥♥

did bose just say ‘i still have these gross dimples’??? DIMPLES ARE ADORABLE BOSIE

an hp ad just played TWICE IN A ROW WHYYYYY

mika and miles look great as santa! :D

all the santas think they’re the real santa lol

real santa’s a rapper dj now lol :D

OMG HE HAS A RAINBOW HAT LOVE YA REAL SANTA!!!!! :D

the santa lady just got a text from a 909 number is that the swellview version of 1-800?

santa lady to crampus: “who are you and what’s your number?” WOAH WOAH LADY YOU DON’T WANNA DATE THIS DUDE BRO

the lady didn’t change when crampus touched her WAS IT THE GLOVES???

mika used her shouting powers on crampus AND HE’S IN HIS UNDIES GROSS CRAMP :(

the santa lady likes crampus’ max body spray WHY LADY????

the into for this ep is 7 and a half minutes in and this is more like it! :D

i skipped the intro last time BUT IT’S AN XMAS THEMED ONE YAS!!!! :D

ray: “outta the way poor people santa just got his christmas bag!!” ray stop

also the card for ray’s actor appeared when he spoke cool :D

YO WAS RAY CRAMP-IFIED TOO????

...no he’s just being ray

OH NO THERE’S A BALLOON CALLED ‘PARTY TIME’ CRAMP’S COMIN’ TO GET U!!!!!!!!

santa lady: “why do i get thrown through a door at this party every year?’ either you’re drunk or you just like slamming yourself through doors???

schwoz calls crampus ‘crampooss’ and it’s just his accent but it’s super funny :D

AND THAT HP AD PLAYS 2 TIMES IN A ROW AGAIN UGHHHH

crampus got away WITH EVERYTHING SANTA NOOOO

bose: “things can’t get worse!” news guy: “things just got a whole lot better...” bose: “see?” news lady: “for CRAMPUUUSSSSSS!!!!” bose: “...they got me.” lol silly bose! :D

crampus’ message is ‘rap, rock, love and CHRISTMAS HATE’

schwoz called italy ‘itallee’ lol :D

the world wide news anchors are just the swellview ones with accents lol :D

bose sees all those anchors being infected AND ALL HE WANTS IS A RUSSIAN HAT

oh hello ray

ray: “why didn’t anyone tell me lake swellview was frozen?” chapa: “,,,it’s december.” lol :D

bose called the infected people ‘crampas’ lol :D

schwoz pronounces christmas ‘christmuss’ :D

909 is san bernadino AKA WHERE THE STORY TOOK PLACE OHHHHH :O

they have to go to the abandoned mall OMGGG!!!!!!!!!

the kids really don’t want ray to take a coal bath

crampus called the santa lady ‘babe’ ARE THEY A THING????

santa: “can i get nexties for a massage?” ...nexties?

YO DID THE SANTA LADY DATE RAY????? :O

UGH the hp ads AGAINNNNNN

YO the lady has cardboard cutouts of bts in her bathroom YOU’RE NOT DAN AND PHIL WITH THE 1D PIC

909 reminds me of ‘one after 909′ and that’s a lot better than this place!

bose got ‘ultra dark sick glasses’ OH NOES

AND MIKA WAS SILENCED WHILE CHAPA WAS TRAPPED IN CHAINS NOOOO

miles is still standing GO MILES!!!!! :D

crampus said he and miles could be friends awww :)

...did crampus just say ‘your call t-mobile’

santa lady: “oh god THEY’RE FIGHTING OVER ME :D’ no they’re fighting for the other santa MS LADY

ray cried at KUNG FU PANDA????

maybe ray can give his jet ski to crampus to redeem him

OH WAIT THAT’S FROM THE STORY OMG :o

THE JET SKI SHALL REDEEM!!!!!

ray said ‘oh gross that’s mine’ to miles’ (and my) suggestion :/

WAIT RAY HAS 4 or 5 JET SKIS WHY

GIVE CRAMPUS THE JET SKI RAY COME ONNNNN

mika says muffled things and ray completely understands her lol :D

RAY GAVE CRAMPUS THE JET SKI KEYS YAAAS!!!!

OMG CRAMPUS IS BACK!!! and he kind of looks like henry??

the hp ad played but the 2nd one had text this time so that’s cool i guess?

santa still doesn’t remember oh noes :o

bose could lift the sleigh and miles could teleport to different houses AND CHAPA IS RUDOLLLLLPHHHH!!!!!

bose said the ‘guide my sleigh tonight’ to mika lol :D

christmas is ‘taco tuesday’ but better :D

the kids are great as santa

miles: “merry christmas you filthy animals!” ooh home alone reference

a button down shirt and a ball made the news anchors transform back aww :D

AND THE ORPHAN GIRL LOVES A TOOTHBRUSH PENCIL

all 7 members of bts are next omg why can’t it be blackpink

YAS THE SPECIAL WAS THE BEST STORY I GUESSED IT RIGHT!!! :D

and mika is still muffled

RAY IS IN LAKE HAVASU AZ REFERENCE!!!! :D

crampus looks like freddy mercury

and he’s with ray and santa! :D

that was a fun christmas special and it’ll certainly be a classic! what a way to end 2020 livewatches! :)

[jafreitag]

Grateful Dead Monthly: Kings Beach Bowl – North Lake Tahoe, CA 2/22-24/68

On February 22-24, 1968, the Grateful Dead played a three-night run at Kings Beach Bowl in North Lake Tahoe, California.

In the 1920s, a guy named Joseph King moved from Texas to Truckee, California, a small town northwest of Lake Tahoe. Following World War II, King won some money in a high-stakes poker game with local real estate mogul Robert Sherman, and used the proceeds to build a shopping center on the north end of the lake near Kings Beach. The shopping center became a furniture store and then a bowling alley in the late-50s, when it was sold to Dave Jay and Alan Goodall. Per a 2017 story, “Rock ‘n’ Rollin’ in Tahoe,” on the Tahoe Quarterly website:

“By the time Jay and Goodall operated the building, its use as a bowling alley had diminished. But Jay’s teenage sons, Warren and Gary, were in a Sacramento-based band called The Creators (and were also friends with Goodall’s son), so the owners converted the building into a dancehall and let the young rock group play concerts on the weekends.

In the summer of 1967, The Creators hired a group of Sacramento State college students to perform a light show set to music at the newly christened Kings Beach Bowl. The students, who had a band they called the Simultaneous Avalanche, joined The Creators as the two mainstays at the Kings Beach Bowl.

Happy to be earning any proceeds at the location, the two owners hired a professional booking agent to fill out the roster of bands, but were careful to lean on the advice of the younger generation, who at the time were plugged into the burgeoning music scene that surrounded the Fillmore West.”

The Dead first visited Lake Tahoe in August 1967. Their mini so-called “Lake Tahoe Tour” started with a night at the South Shore American Legion and ended with two nights at the Kings Beach Bowl. The Creators opened the latter shows.

In 2018 story on the Tahoe Magazine website, Kings Beach resident Rich Schultze, a member of the Simultaneous Avalanche, described the Dead’s arrival in town:

“I just happened to be there and I saw this bus come in and the door popped open and out they came. Whether it was Jerry [Garcia] or the other guys, I’m not sure; it was a whole mess of them at once. It was like something out of a movie.

“The small-town people … man, when they first saw the Grateful Dead, they didn’t know what to think. People were literally freaking out. I wish I had a camera to capture the look on people’s faces. It was a culture shock. There were hippies around and everything,  but not to that extent.”

Schultze remembers the soundcheck, as well:

“I remember we were there during the day and changing all of our equipment and stuff. And they were in there rehearsing. And Bob Weir had made a couple mistakes during rehearsal and they were chewing him out — and he was literally crying. They were going ‘Bobby, Bobby, you gotta pay attention.’ And he was going, ‘I’m trying, I’m trying.’ ”

LOL. The Kings Beach Bowl also hosted other Bay-area acts – the Jimi Hendrix Experience, Big Brother & The Holding Company, Buffalo Springfield, Credence Clearwater Revival, and Country Joe & The Fish – before closing at the end of 1968 due to high costs of booking bigger names. It is now the North Tahoe Event Center.

Apparently, the Dead dug the venue enough in the Summer of ’67 to return in the Winter of ’68 for a series of three shows dubbed “Trip and Ski.” The shows have become legendary not for the performances, which are average, but for the inclusion of part of 2/24/68’s  Feedback on Anthem of the Sun. The Tahoe Magazine piece says that these shows were among the first where Betty Cantor worked on the audio crew. Conditions were sub-par, and sub-freezing. From the magazine:

“Hewitt Jackson, a road manager for the Sacramento-based rock band Sanpaku, said their band’s keyboard player, Bob Powell, remembers the gigs because the icy temperatures nearly rendered one of Pigpen’s instruments useless.

He said the Dead brought their equipment up to play that gig and loaded it in there the night before. And the owners of the venue didn’t heat the place at night, so the organ in the cold got to be non-operable, and they were panicked about getting it warmed up. There’s a story that they took it outside in the sun to warm it up.”

The final two nights were later released as Dick’s Picks #22. That release came with an unusual warning:

“This is not an audiophile recording! Many of you may have read the numerous Dick’s Picks Caveat Emptors over the years and thought ‘Oh yeah… sure… whatever.’ Well, this old analog recording source exhibits many audio flaws including high distortion, low vocals, tape hiss, and missing pieces. No fair calling Customer Support and complaining! However, let it be known that this CD also includes some pretty damn exciting and historical music, and for that reason is brought to you with pride.”

It’s an official release, so there’s a Spotify widget.

According to Dead archivist David Lemieux, DP#22 was culled from six or seven reels of two-track, quarter-inch tape. Disc #1 (Viola Lee Blues through Morning Dew on the Spotify version) was probably recorded on 2/23, and disc #2 (Good Morning Little Schoolgirl through Feedback) was probably recorded on 2/24. These are not complete sets – a few repeats and songs with splices were omitted. Notably, drummer Bill Kreutzmann does not play on the 2/24 Other One > New Potato Caboose segment. DL2 spoke with Billy, who recounted that he was “skiing all day, and he was so tired that he sat out for a couple minutes [or like 15].” On the tape after New Potato Caboose, Phil Lesh says, “If Bill Kreutzmann will just come back up on the stage and play some more music with us, I promise never to say anything nasty about him.”

And back in 2007 as part of the “Taper’s Section” feature on dead.net, DL2 also offered some insight regarding 2/22, the first night of the run:

“One of the most frequent questions we’ve received over the years is what about 2/22/68 Lake Tahoe. As we all know, Dick’s Picks Vol. 22 is from 2/23 & 24/68. Unfortunately, the tapes for the 2/22/68 show were incomplete, and more importantly, they had severe mix problems that rendered the bulk of that show unlistenable. But, because the music at the end of the show is so good, we are going to play it here for you, although please be warned: there are no vocals on the tapes, and there are a few other mix issues. However, as you’ll hear, those issues are rather minor when put up against the high quality of this music. So, for the first time, here is the heart of that show, Dark Star>China Cat Sunflower>The Eleven>Caution from 2/22/68 at Kings Beach Bowl. Don’t say we didn’t warn you, but this music is so good, we thought you’d be able to overlook some sound problems.“

That segment is no longer available to download on the official site. Never fear, LN has you covered. I found it on an old external hard drive. HERE is a download link for the aforementioned segment.

More soon,

JF

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[theboywiththepinkfloralpurse]

134 questions

1: Name - Joel 2: Age - 18 (19 in June) 3: 3 Fears - being alone, not making anything of myself, and bugs lol 4: 3 things I love - My Sweet and Wonderful Boyfriend, music and making music, chocolate 5: 4 turns on - the back of my neck, it's really sensitive… when the other person takes control… that's all you get for now ;) 6: 4 turns off - biting, roughness lol, uncomfortable positions, boobs (lol) 7: My best friend - Sterling 8: Sexual orientation - Gay (duh XD) 9: My best first date - pizza place with my current boyfriend 10: How tall am I - 5’6” 11: What do I miss - my boyfriend. And music camp tbh 12: What time was I born - not sure… the afternoon maybe? 13: Favorite color - Teal 14: Do I have a crush - very much so 15: Favorite quote - not my favorite but I love it cuz it's hilarious “...the people that put the chemicals in the water that turned the friggin frogs gay!” - Alex Jones 16: Favorite place - Sterling's house (and now anywhere with my boyfriend :) 17: Favorite food - Mac n’ cheese. Also chicken 18: Do I use sarcasm - nooooooo I neeeeever eeeeeeever use sarcasm (lol) 19: What am I listening to right now - my Mom has some cringey Christian radio station on... 20: First thing I notice in a new person - kindness 21: Shoe size - 10 (12 women's XD) 22: Eye color - blue 23: Hair color - dirty blonde 24: Favorite style of clothing - sweaters with or without buttons, clothes with buttons in general. Fall clothes 25: Ever done a prank call? - once… it was so cringey but he actually fell for it

27: Meaning behind my URL - theboywiththepinkfloralpurse was my first blog where I really needed someplace to make venting emotional posts and I'd just gotten a tacky pink purse with flowers lol. a-random-gay-bunny is pretty self explanatory lol 28: Favorite movie - ahhhhhh I'm so bad at picking favorites for most things…. I do really like V for Vendetta tho. Seen it many times, and the entire X-Men series. 29: Favorite song - too many to pick… 30: Favorite band - except this… I can say for sure it's Pentatonix. I've seen them in concert twice, I love them so much 31: How I feel right now - happy, but I wanna hold my boyfriend and kiss him 32: Someone I love - My boyfriend John 33: My current relationship status - very taken <3 34: My relationship with my parents - much better than a couple years ago, still a little rocky but pretty good 35: Favorite holiday - probably Christmas 36: Tattoos and piercing I have - none 37: Tattoos and piercing I want - I'm not sure, but I would like a tattoo or a few one day 38: The reason I joined Tumblr - to vent my feelings to the void lol 39: Do I and my last ex hate each other? - don't have one 40: Do I ever get “good morning” or “good night ” texts? - everyday :) <3 41: Have you ever kissed the last person you texted? - this question is weird lol, but John's the last person I texted and the only person I've kissed :) 42: When did I last hold hands? - yesterday 43: How long does it take me to get ready in the morning? - depends, I can get ready really quickly if need be though 44: Have You shaved your legs in the past three days? - nope. Last I shaved was a week ago I think 45: Where am I right now? - at home on my couch 46: If I were drunk & can’t stand, who’s taking care of me? - either Sterling, John or both, but I don't plan on getting drunk ever. I guess it could happen but probably won't be drinking in the future 47: Do I like my music loud or at a reasonable level? - both, usually slightly loud though 48: Do I live with my Mom and Dad? - yeah… hopefully not for too much longer 49: Am I excited for anything? - seeing my boyfriend on Saturday, and going to camp in 52 days, and hopefully passing my driver's test in 107 days. 50: Do I have someone of the opposite sex I can tell everything to? - sort of? I feel like I can tell Tabby everything 51: How often do I wear a fake smile? - not too often, only in situations where I feel uncomfortable but feel I need to smile. 52: When was the last time I hugged someone? - couple of hours ago 53: What if the last person I kissed was kissing someone else right in front of me? - I'd be vereh sad and I'd want to know why. But he wouldn't do that :) 54: Is there anyone I trust even though I should not? - I'm a really trusting person so probably 55: What is something I disliked about today? - I couldn't see my boyfriend and kiss his cute face 56: If I could meet anyone on this earth, who would it be? - uhhh… I dunno… maybe Tyler Oakley cuz I bet that would be really fun 57: What do I think about most? - heehee, my boyfriend. And also getting a job and figuring out plans for things, always running through plans in my head. 58: What’s my strangest talent? - I'm not sure, but the fact I can sing so low and so high is a pretty strange talent I guess 59: Do I have any strange phobias? - I'm very afraid of getting water in my eyes 60: Do I prefer to be behind the camera or in front of it? - behind it 61: What was the last lie I told? - I told my Mom I understood when she told me that my having a boyfriend is very difficult and awkward for her. I really don't understand 62: Do I prefer talking on the phone or video chatting online? - definitely on the phone, but before my boyfriend I would've said neither 63: Do I believe in ghosts? How about aliens? - I'd like to believe in aliens, but I dunno. As for ghosts I don't believe in them at all really. 64: Do I believe in magic? - kind of? I think people can and have been able to connect with demons and been controlled by them. I don't think it really happens today much anymore. I think it might tho? 65: Do I believe in luck? - not really, sort of in a cutesy way tho 66: What's the weather like right now? - slightly cloudy, but the sun has mostly set anyway 67: What was the last book I've read? - all the way through? Animal Farm. The last book I opened and read from was a book Sterling gave me. 68: Do I like the smell of gasoline? - Oh god no, do some people like that smell? 69: Do I have any nicknames? Dork, pianoman (from this strange sports camp where everyone had a nickname) 70: What was the worst injury I've ever had? - had a car hood slam on a couple fingers, they didn't break tho surprisingly. Never had a broken bone 71: Do I spend money or save it? - spend… I shouldn't, I need to make money so I can start saving 72: Can I touch my nose with a tongue? - just barely the bottom of my nose 73: Is there anything pink in 10 feet from me? - yes, my old pink purse and probably some other stuff 74: Favorite animal? - besides cats and bunnies, red pandas 75: What was I doing last night at 12 AM? - talking to bae 76: What do I think is Satan’s last name is? - I don't think he has one? Strange question lol 77: What’s a song that always makes me happy when I hear it? - you'll be in my heart by Phil Collins 78: How can you win my heart? - genuinely caring about me :) 79: What would I want to be written on my tombstone? - Here lies the gayest gay to ever gay 80: What is my favorite word? - maybe bitch lol 81: My top 5 blogs on tumblr - a bunch of furry blogs lol 82: If the whole world were listening to me right now, what would I say? - …..hi?... anybody wanna give me free money and help me see my boyfriend more?.... 83: Do I have any relatives in jail? - no. Unless I have distant relatives in jail 84: I accidentally eat some radioactive vegetables. They were good, and what’s even cooler is that they endow me with the super-power of my choice! What is that power? - teleportation 85: What would be a question I’d be afraid to tell the truth on? - not many, but one is “have you cheated on school assignments” 86: What is my current desktop picture? - my cat Loki 87: Had sex? - nope 88: Bought condoms? - nope 89: Gotten pregnant? - NOPE XD 90: Failed a class? - no 91: Kissed a boy? - yee 92: Kissed a girl? - nononono 93: Have I ever kissed somebody in the rain? - not yet ;) 94: Had job? - not yet :( 95: Left the house without my wallet? - plenty of times lol 96: Bullied someone on the internet? - maybe? When I was like 13/14 I might've, but not really, I made cringey YouTube comments. 97: Had sex in public? - nope lol 98: Played on a sports team? - nope 99: Smoked weed? - nope 100: Did drugs? - nope 101: Smoked cigarettes? - nope 102: Drank alcohol? - nope 103: Am I a vegetarian/vegan? - nope 104: Been overweight? - nope 105: Been underweight? - ...yeah 106: Been to a wedding? - many… many 107: Been on the computer for 5 hours straight? - HA plenty of times XD 108: Watched TV for 5 hours straight? - probably 109: Been outside my home country? - no 110: Gotten my heart broken? - yeah 111: Been to a professional sports game? - actually yeah… it was boring 112: Broken a bone? - nope 113: Cut myself? - no, I considered once but immediately decided against it because I know someone close to me who did 114: Been to prom? - nope 115: Been in airplane? - a few times 116: Fly by helicopter? - nope 117: What concerts have I been to? - Oh lots, a bunch of em were when I had a scholarship that allowed me to see concerts for free 118: Had a crush on someone of the same sex? - plenty lol, better question would be had a crush on the opposite sex. Which the answer would be… once 119: Learned another language? - sorta? Not fluently no lol 120: Wore make up? - nope, I don't like stuff on my face like face paints and makeup and stuff 121: Lost my virginity before I was 18? - nope 122: Had oral sex? - nope 123: Dyed my hair? - no, but I want to someday. Like a fun color 124: Voted in a presidential election? - yeah 125: Rode in an ambulance? - nope 126: Had a surgery? - nope 127: Met someone famous? - kinda! 128: Stalked someone on a social network? - a few times... 129: Peed outside? - yeah, hasn't everybody at least once? Right? 130: Been fishing? - once… super boring 131: Helped with charity? - not yet, can't afford to yet lol 132: Been rejected by a crush? - once 133: Broken a mirror? - don't think so 134: What do I want for birthday? - always a difficult question. But definitely want to see my boyfriend :)

[feelingofcontent]

DNP Rewatch: A Day in the Life of Dan and Phil in JAPAN!

Date video was published: 04/22/2015 (X)

DNP Main Channel Rewatch: 267

The first Japan trip! DNP were in Japan from April 9 (also when Nick Jonas tweeted “hey buddy you in London?” to Dan 😂) to April 20. Phil was calling it his dream holiday before they even left. I’m going to split their tweets/Instagram posts between this post and the next one (for DAN AND PHIL JAPAN HAUL!) based on what they’re talking about in the video.

This is really soon after the last DITL video, which was just in December 2014. I always write way too much for these, so here we go...

0:00 - this is the most energetic start to a DITL video. Also the first joint intro. I feel like usually Dan is holding the camera when filming both of them, but not here. They lighting is much better than they think it is, lol.

0:07 - there we go with Dan taking over the camera holding. They really do look happy.

0:12 - “Phil and Dan” for once, just to make the rhyme work. Although not in the video title.

0:19 - awwww, cute inclusion of fan art!

0:21 - starting the adventure with a toilet is so random. Dan’s giggle in the background is amazing.

0:35 - I get the impression that Dan knows this is a bad idea but is making Phil do it anyway

0:47 - Dan’s hyena laugh! Phil looks shocked but is still grinning so much at Dan doubled over laughing in the background.

0:50 - there are a lot of shots of the...um...hotel room layout in this, and I’m gonna guess they got some invasive questions because of that...

1:07 - the hairdryer method; smart. They are so excited about this room.

1:30 - I am also not sure if I would want fish for breakfast, not being used to that. Phil tweeted about it too.

1:53 - what are Duncan and Mimei doing with their hands over their mouths in the background?

1:58 - this trip was the first time they had met Duncan and Mimei in person, but they had been “internet friends” for a long time. Both of them recorded voices for Phil’s TOILET TAG video.

2:16 - I do not entirely know what Phil is seeing here. I guess their cheeks and maybe noses are a bit similar? I’m bad at faces.

2:39 - I can see why they needed someone to help show them around

2:52 - apparently Phil’s desire to sit down outweighed his social awkwardness here

3:06 - we didn’t need a sad dog story!

3:26 - Tokyo just feels so BIG even from these little clips

3:48 - wonder where Dan is standing up higher to film this. I don’t think I had ever managed to find Phil before, but maybe...?

3:53 - Dan always wants Phil to kiss or lick something in these DITL for some reason

3:58 - filming Dan just because. This clip reminds me so much of the third photo here.

3:59 - “almost got run over” PHIL. 😨

4:09 - I love that every country apparently has it’s own version of a “dollar store”

4:17 - the running whisk joke. Dan cannot escape.

4:21 - I love these word things for no reason

4:39 - awww, Phil tried

4:52 - it’s the drumming game they will eventually get and play on DAPG!

5:01 - Dan was ready to be so impressed

5:15 - I love that they decided to film the photobooth process too, lol. Some of these editing options are terrifying. Phil shared one of the final photos.

5:35 - Dan writing “Kawaii AF” is very Dan.

5:42 - I love “WE don’t trust me with scissors.” Oh, Phil. “That’s some good scissoring.” OH PHIL. 😳

5:47 - this is hilarious and also WHY

6:03 - Phil looks ashamed, lol. It’s cute that Phil just wants some familiar comfort food.

6:39 - Dan with this “sudden death” sauce. Duncan looks actually horrified at how much he uses.

7:03 - and then Phil immediately just screams 😂

7:37 - it does look like the roof of Dil’s house. Although there is still no explanation for why they decided to call that an “owl slide”

7:43 - Duncan is hilarious

8:14 - this clip is a great example of DNP just playing off of each other and improv-ing something funny. At least until Phil just gives up, haha.

8:42 - I love them all simultaneously deciding to dance for a moment

8:49 - “I wish I was him” Phil sure does have some one-liners in this video.

8:55 - “go kiss it” again with the kissing. Of course Phil has to pretend he’s also a bird when chasing it. And Dan’s “wildlife” commentary.

9:17 - Phil seems so genuinely upset that the bird doesn’t like him

9:29 - Mimei’s just like... “no.” We don’t see any cherry blossoms in this video, but they did see some during the trip (also Dan put #japhan on this photo after someone on Twitter suggested he change it, so there’s that...)

10:01 - I mean...there are a lot of people walking through the middle. LMAO at Phil’s confident walk.

10:17 - those barrels are really beautiful

10:44 - Dan awwing at the hearts in the building architecture 🥺

11:07 - Dan looks embarrassed at Phil but Phil’s is cute. Gonna guess Dan would cringe so much at his now. I am cringing.

11:31 - I love that they find the kid’s one so cute

11:42 - I wonder if they’re working on the 7-second challenge app at this point (it comes out later in the year). There are a lot of “rap about...” things in that.

11:55 - amazing. I love these password safety signs.

12:16 - more Phil just filming Dan walking ahead of him

12:32 - subtle, Dan.

12:47 - Phil has to make sure to tease Dan about this on camera

12:52 - “bukkake” 😳 You can tell Duncan must have told them this when they weren’t filming and then Dan made him repeat it for the camera, lol.

12:55 - the synchronized “oh my god” at the sight of food 😂

13:06 - all of that looks delicious

13:26 - I love the jump into this clip with Dan just licking his crepe mindlessly and then his reaction as he notices the camera

13:32 - I don’t think “onomatopoeia” was the word Phil was looking for here...

13:36 - oh, there’s some cherry blossoms, maybe! So colorful! They also took a picture with Duncan and Mimei here that I love a lot.

13:57 - I love Phil. 😂

14:07 - I bet it was weird for DNP to be on the other side of this for once. And also nice to have a bit of a break.

14:22 - that is a beautiful Starbucks.

14:27 - “graceful...like a hippo” ahahaha 😂

14:33 - Mimei giggling at Dan’s use of “crapu”

14:39 - cute DNP faces, and necessary annotation about the background. wtf.

14:41 - self-aware Dan. They do always end up at Starbucks.

14:57 - they do the Attack on Titan theme so much

15:11 - that would be something Phil notices

15:19 - well this whole clip is something else. Dan is not wrong.

15:38 - they love to entertain themselves and the other person with just any random thing. They just seem to be having fun.

16:08 - Dan calling Phil “firu” here, which is Japanese for “fill” is very cute🥺

16:09 - welcome to the clip that sparked a huge debate as to whether or not they were holding hands. Just...why would they even risk that with the camera on. I’m pretty sure Phil is just carrying a shopping bag in his hand, which you can see at 16:17 too, and is why he’s holding his arm more stiffly.

16:25 - that is very very tall. I don’t mind heights and I think it would even make me nervous.

16:38 - DNP love a view

17:04 - Phil doing it but then immediately getting off the glass

17:21 - Phil calling their hotel “home.” They got more confident with navigating by their second Japan trip, apparently.

17:32 - Duncan and Mimei are great.

17:56 - they’ve got a nice view there too. Joint sign-off as always in DITLs.

18:27 - lol at Dan promo-ing himself and Phil being too tired to say much of anything

I mean, I love all of the DITL videos and this one is no exception. They just seem to be having so much fun on this day. DNP were really so excited about this trip. 

I do like that they chose to only film on one day, and just enjoy the rest of it. I’m sure they needed a bit of a break after the TABINOF announcement and before the craziness of the tour starting. They did share some photos of things they did on other days, of course (1, 2, 3, 4, 5).

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The Summer (24/32)

The Summer (24/32) | Dan Howell has spent the last three summers at Camp Bergamot, but it’s never been quite like this before. This year, he faces a summer full of new friends, a new relationship, and an entirely new view on his own sexuality. Perhaps Camp Bergamot should be renamed camp self discovery for all the changes Dan has gone through, but one thing’s for sure - despite all the hiccups and the drama, he just might have found the love of his life. | Phan | Mature | Smut, Misunderstandings, Insecurity, Panic Attacks, Bullying, Minor Violence, Physical Fight | 300,000+ Words

Disclaimer: In no way do I claim that this is real or cast aspersions on Dan or Phil.

This Part: 13,272 Words

For reference, @phansdick is Dan, @insanityplaysfics is Phil.

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If you’re wondering about why we chose to cut the fic up the way we specifically did this chapter… just know that the next chapter is about 18k words, so look forward to that next week lol.

Warnings: dirty talk, praise kink, fingering, rimming, blowjobs, teasing, terrible singing

Chapter Twenty-Four

Once they got their food, they sat down at the table with their friends and Dan immediately took this as his chance to slide his hand over Phil's thigh. Caleb began to talk to him about what activity they were doing that week and Dan smiled and nodded in all of the right places, meanwhile sneaking his hand lower and lower until he was brushing his fingers over Phil's bulge. By the end of the night, Dan was sure Phil was going to be so frustrated he was going to make Dan see stars.

Phil really, really hated Dan right now. Except, he didn't really. There was something wonderful about this game, despite the state it had left Phil in. He liked the way Dan seemed so confident in himself the most, though, liked that his boyfriend was happy and excited and ready to try something new with Phil, something he'd gone out of his way to learn. Phil had yet to ask him how he'd fingered himself, but it was all down to his punishment later. Phil already had an idea of what he was going to do, and the more Dan played with him out in the open, the worse his punishment would be - well, if Phil could hold his composure that long. He wasn't entirely sure he could after all, and he had to muffle the rough sounds he made every time Dan stroked his hand over his bulge by instead shoving endless amounts of food into his mouth. By the time dinner, was over, Phil was aching in his pants, face flushed red with the energy it was taking to hold himself back. "Phil?" Kim asked, concern written clear across her features. "Are you alright?" The entire table turned to look at Phil, then, including Dan, whose expression went from excited cheer to worry in a flat second. The realization of that almost made Phil want to smirk. That's what Dan deserved, for making Phil suffer like this. Deciding to play it up a bit, Phil shook his head, pressing a hand over one eye. "I don't feel well at all," he complained. "I think I'm getting a migraine." "Oh, Phil," Mariah said, sounding concerned. "Here, make Dan take you to bed early. He can cuddle you until you feel better. We'll cover for you if anyone asks where you've gone off too!" she offered, smiling and none the wiser of what Phil wanted here. Nodding appreciatively, but groaning as he got up, Phil moved to hide his not so subtle erection, and took Dan's hand in his. "Dan, come cuddle me," he whined, and pulled hard to make his boyfriend come with him. He had no intention of heading back to his own cabin, nor Dan's, when there was a very easy to access room they could sneak into instead, and Phil had... plans for Dan.

That... That little shit! Dan was totally going to tease Phil for the rest of dinner, for the rest of the campfires actually, but as soon as Phil saw the opportunity to leave, Phil was taking it! Dan pretended to be concerned for Phil for all of two seconds until they were out of earshot and Phil's hand was tight around his wrist, showing just how much frustration was going through Phil's body. "Phil!" Dan whined, stumbling along after his boyfriend. They were walking so fast that Dan had a bit of trouble keeping up, despite his legs being longer. They weren't going to their cabins either, which was confusing him. "Where the hell are we going? I was looking forward to that popsicle!" Phil didn't answer him. Instead, he was pulling him along faster, making Dan smirk a bit. Honestly he was so excited, wondering what Phil had in store for him, wondering just how Phil was going to punish him for what he'd done today. Since Phil wasn't answering, Dan decided to play with him a bit more, just to get him a bit more worked up. Dan could feel his leggings tighten even as he was thinking about it. "Are you going to punish me? Like the naughty boy I am? Going to make me so pleasured that I start sobbing out your name?" Dan snickered and reached forward, smacking Phil's butt just because he could and he liked to egg Phil on. "You've got a nice ass," Dan told him, giggling.

Dan was a cheeky little shit, and there was no way in hell Phil was even going to bother responding to him when he was acting as if he didn't know what was going on. He knew perfectly well what Phil wanted, and Phil wasn't giving him any more opportunity to tease Phil more than he absolutely had to be teased. His cock managed to grow impossibly harder in his jeans, absolutely throbbing, as Dan spoke on, though, until he was moaning aloud just at the thought of Dan sobbing for him. Oh, how he wanted to make Dan sob for him, more than anything in the world. He wanted to get Dan on his hands and knees, get his mouth all over him, and when he was done with him, Dan was gonna suck him so hard - Phil squealed when Dan reached out to smack his ass, and turned a dark look on him. Dan's eyes were glowing, and his cheeks were a delicious red as he grinned, smug and proud and happy. Phil softened a little. "I love you like this," he murmured quietly, before turning back around. "But yes, Daniel. I am going to punish you." Phil pushed through the doors to the theater room again, but this time, he locked the doors behind him, just in case someone came looking for them tonight. He was certain someone had to have figured out where they were going at night by now. As soon as they were inside, Phil was pushing Dan down onto the bigger sofa, and standing in front of him, cock hard and an obvious a bulge in his jeans, arms crossed over his chest. He smirked down at his giggling boyfriend, and said "Tell me what you did last night. Every. Last. Detail."

Hearing that Phil loved seeing Dan like this, combined with such an affectionate expression, made Dan's original playful mood take a turn as he was so overcome with love that he could barely answer back. He didn't have to, though, because Phil was telling him that he was going to punish him and pushed him through the doors to the theatre. The sound of the lock clicking made the hairs stand on the back of Dan's neck. He was so excited for what Phil was going to do to him that he was practically shivering in his shoes as Phil pushed him onto the couch, leaving Dan giggling as he loomed over him, a primal expression on his face. Dan's mouth went dry at the words and he licked his lips to wet them. "As soon as you mentioned fingering, I couldn't get it out of my head. So when everybody went to sleep, I snuck into Brittany's room and grabbed her backpack and took it into the bathroom. First I found lube," Dan didn't mention that he’d also found condoms as he fished around in the tiny pocket of his leggings to find a package of lube hidden there all day, throwing it at Phil. "And then I pulled out her laptop." Dan blushed, looking down at his hands as if he was ashamed. (He wasn't). "I ended up watching a porn video of some guy getting fingered. They looked so much like us that it ended up turning me on and I had to do something about it." Dan bit his lip and then glanced up at Phil, smirking wickedly as an idea popped into his head. His voice was low, almost a purr as he spoke. "Would you rather I tell you about what happened next, or did you want me to show you?"

Dan had stolen Brittany's backpack, and her lube, of all things, just to learn how to finger himself because he wanted Phil to do it for him. Phil's breathing was absolutely ragged, and he wanted so, so badly to get his jeans off, the pressure there was so intense - only he wasn't really ready to take things any further, desperate to get Dan back for his teasing earlier. Dan's words were not making things any easier on Phil either as he found himself unable to stop imagining Dan all sprawled out and trying that on himself, just to see if he would like it. Phil's toes curled, and he stared at Dan suspiciously as he offered to show Phil the rest of what he did. While Phil wanted nothing more than to take control, while he knew this was just another ploy for Dan to tease Phil, he did need Dan to show him how not to hurt him. "Show me," he demanded, swooping down and taking Dan's mouth in the most demanding kiss he could muster. It wasn't hard when there was so much sexual frustration thrumming through his body that he was physically aching for it, groaning as he bit and nibbled at Dan's lips, played with his tongue and absolutely devoured his boyfriend all together. Dan was making these little whining, desperate noises, and it was turning Phil on even more. When he pulled away, he picked up the lube Dan had had hidden all day, and handed it to his boyfriend. "Show me how not to hurt you," he demanded, but he hoped that Dan knew how much he meant that.

Phil's words were so demanding that it had Dan growing harder in his leggings, the material feeling so constrictive on his cock that it was really beginning to hurt. Dan let out a shaky breath at Phil's demands, but he didn't get to let it out fully before Phil was leaning down and engulfing Dan in the most demanding kiss ever, so that it literally left Dan unable to breathe. He was biting and sucking at Dan's lips, licking into his mouth with so much force that Dan was finding it hard to focus on anything but that. He whimpered as Phil sucked on his upper lip, reaching up to touch Phil, but when he moved, Phil pulled away and Dan was left whining from the loss. He was already shaking under Phil's touch and he hated that Phil could so easily ruin him. But then Phil was handing him the lube, telling him to show him not to hurt him, and Dan had to take a moment to get his breath back. When he did, he was turning around on the couch so he had his chest against the arm, knees bracing him up, and his ass in the air right in front of Phil. He swayed his hips a bit first, teasing Phil a bit and sucking in a breath when Phil lightly slapped his ass. It wasn't hard enough that it would hurt Dan, but it was hard enough that Dan moaned quietly, reaching behind him to pull down his leggings. He didn't pull them down all the way, just enough that his entire ass was on display, a little private show just for Phil. When he glanced behind him, he saw that Phil had his eyes trained on his ass and Dan whimpered, grabbing the packet of lube and spreading some on his fingers. Taking a deep breath, Dan reached behind himself and slowly circled a finger around his rim, eyes fluttering at the feeling. As soon as he was relaxed enough, he started to insert his finger inside and let out a low moan at the feeling.

"Good boy," Phil praised as Dan took just a moment to pull himself together before turning and pressing his body up against the arm of the couch he was on. His butt was on full display for Phil, and he watched as Dan wiggled it a little just to drive Phil nuts, and reached out to smack it lightly, just wanting to reprimand and feel. "Be a good boy, or I'll have to punish you," he demanded, voice low and hot. He loved the sound of Dan's moan, the way his body seemed to seize up at Phil's words, at his touch, and folded his arms back over his chest as he waited for Dan to get started. He was staring at Dan's bum when he pulled his leggings down just enough that his ass was showing, just for Phil, and it was the best thing in the world. Phil licked his lips, watched as Dan let out a whimper, and then reached for the packet of lube to get started. Dan didn't bother to tell Phil what to do as he got started, and for a moment, Phil forgot to ask, stunned as he was to see Dan spreading himself and circling one finger around his rim before he finally pushed it inside, slowly but surely, as he let out a moan. Phil groaned quietly himself, having to reach down to press a palm to his dick for some kind of relief, and then he was reaching out and catching Dan's wrists. "Tell me what to do, Daniel. Tell me what you're doing. Tell me how to love you."

Phil was spouting out the words 'good boy' as if it wasn't having an affect on Dan at all. In actuality, every time he said those words, Dan's body wanted to give out and his dick twitched, wanting him to reach down and palm himself. He didn't though, knowing that he had to be a good boy for Phil. He wanted to hear more praises coming from Phil's lips, telling him how amazing he was and how good he was doing. So when Phil stopped him, catching his wrist and ordering him to tell him how to properly finger him, Dan obeyed despite the fact that he could hardly breathe. He sucked a breath in, whimpering low in his throat. "I- You have to put lube on your fingers first, b-but make sure you - ah - warm it up first." It was proving to be a bit difficult to talk as Phil had started to kiss the back of his neck, distracting him. Phil let go of Dan's hand so he could start to show Phil what he’d learned, except this time, Dan was vocalizing it. "Start off with o-one finger and put it in slowly to make sure I can g-get used to the f-feeling. Then you can start to move it." Dan started to move his finger in and out of himself, making a show of it so Phil knew what to do. "Once I'm used to the one finger - I'll probably tell you - then you can put in another." Dan did as instructed and slowly put in a second finger, groaning as he dragged his digits against his walls. He let his head fall forward into the couch and nearly forgot to tell Phil what to do. When that earned him another smack on the ass, he gasped and started to talk again. "You can start to scissor your fingers to really get me stretched out. But one of my favourite things to do," Dan curled his fingers, right where he knew where his prostate would be, and let out a guttural moan as he hit it, needing to take a moment as pleasure flowed through his entire body. "I-if you curl your fingers, you can find my prostate, which feels really fucking good."

Phil was quick to smack Dan's ass when he forgot to tell Phil what to do next, unforgiving when Dan had already gotten off once today and Phil had not. He was so, so careful with Dan, though, unsure and trying to only do things Dan seemed to enjoy. Dan's voice was choked and rough as he spoke again, telling Phil how to stretch him and scissor his fingers to get Dan all loosened up for him. All the while, he was gasping and whining while Phil watched him go, occasionally planting distracting kisses all over Dan's back. Then Dan was telling Phil his favorite thing to do, and Phil hadn't thought his dick could get any harder. He groaned as Dan let out his loudest sound yet, and then, while watching Dan open himself up for Phil was the most erotic thing he had ever seen, Phil grabbed his wrist and pulled his fingers free before Dan could pleasure himself anymore. He was quick to pull Dan's head back, forcing him to turn, and whispered against his lips, "Good boy, Dan. You're so hot like this, doing everything I say without holding back, following my every command. Thank you for teaching me," he said, and then he was kissing Dan, pressing up against him and grinding his bulge into Dan's waiting bum. Phil devoured him all over again, desperate for all of Dan, aching for him, and licked into his mouth until he was satisfied with the noises Dan made. Soon enough, he pulled away, picking up the lube packet and drizzling it on three of his fingers, just like Dan. He was careful to warm it up, just as he'd been told, and then, with one soothing hand rubbing Dan's lower back, Phil pressed the first finger very slowly in. He was gasping immediately, feeling Dan's body work to suck him in, and basically collapsed against Dan's back. "Oh, shit, Dan. You're so - so... everything."

Dan let out a loud whine as Phil was suddenly forcing Dan’s fingers away, leaving his body to clench around nothing, but then Phil was making up for the loss by forcing him to turn his head and whispering hot words to him, telling Dan how he was a good boy and telling him how hot he was. The words made Dan whimper quietly, his eyes falling shut, and Phil took that as his chance to kiss him. Hard. He was licking into Dan’s mouth, pressing his tongue alongside Dan's in just the way that made Dan a panting mess. When Phil was suddenly grinding his bulge against Dan's bare ass, Dan gasped and arched his back, trying to get Phil to press harder into him. The feeling of Phil grinding against his ass was just so good, and Dan wondered how it would feel if there were no jeans separating them at all, just Phil's dick pressing against his bum. Phil was pulling away all too soon, but Dan couldn't be disappointed when Phil was grabbing the packet of lube and pouring it onto his fingers. Dan watched through heavy-lidded eyes as Phil made sure to warm it up, seeming so careful, and Dan was thankful to have a loving partner like Phil, someone who wanted to please him and make him feel good. He didn't think he could have anybody better than Phil. Phil's hand was soothing Dan's lower back, and then he felt one finger against his rim. Dan took in a deep breath as Phil's finger slowly slid into him, and Dan's mouth dropped open. It was so much different to have somebody else's fingers inside of him, so much more intense. Dan's body was on fire and he was mewling, loving how Phil's finger was so long, pressing into him until Dan could think of nothing else. "Phil, god! You- you feel so good!" he moaned, arching into Phil's touch.

The sound of Dan moaning, arching back into Phil at just one finger, was enough to encourage Phil to start moving it slowly in and out, mouth hanging open at the heat of Dan's body, the way he seemed to eat up Phil's finger like he couldn't get enough. Phil pressed in a little deeper, to the knuckle, and moaned long and hard with Dan, far too desperate and needy to stop now. Even so, the last thing he wanted was to hurt Dan, and so he started peppering kisses all down Dan's neck and then down the middle of his back. "Gonna eat you out, baby. Gonna take such good care of you. You're so good for me, Dan. God, you're so perfect. The way your body begs for me, shit. I love you," Phil managed, trying to be hot and authoritative but unable to help himself, wanting nothing more than for Dan to know how much he adored him, how much he appreciated him, how good it felt to finger him open. He waited until Dan demanded he press in a second finger, and then Phil was sliding in two at once, pressed tight together so as not to hurt Dan. He went slowly at first again, panting as Dan moaned underneath him, shifting his hips like he wanted more, but Phil was going to make him wait. Phil was going to draw this out. Phil was never going to hurt his Dan. He licked his way down Dan's back, shifting back on his knees and pushing Dan down until he was practically face first in the couch, and then he was using his other hand to spread Dan's ass cheeks, getting a good look at Dan's rim and the way it opened and stretched for Phil.

"I love you," Dan whimpered out, but it was hard to talk when he was finally getting what he'd been thinking about for the past two days. Phil's finger was pressing all the way into him, so deep and gentle, before he pulled it back out. "Want to be a good boy for you. I can't wait to have you eating me out too. Your finger feels so good inside of me. Fuck, please, I need more. I'm ready." Dan pushed his ass out, practically begging for Phil to insert another finger, not holding himself back from letting out a whine when Phil did as he asked. Dan already felt so stretched out, and Phil hadn't even begun to scissor him open or do anything yet. He was perfectly still, waiting for Dan to adjust, and it was driving him absolutely crazy. Why wasn't he doing anything? Did he know Dan was practically putty under his hands? Dan whined and pushed his hips back, trying to get Phil to do something, anything, but Phil wasn't having it. Instead, he pushed Dan down so his face was buried in the couch, and then his lips were trailing light kisses down his body, his fingers knuckle deep inside of Dan, until he was face-to-face with Dan's ass. His face was so close that Dan could feel his breath against his bum, and he moaned quietly, becoming a bit antsy with the slow pace. Dan clenched down on Phil's fingers, trying to get him to move, but Phil didn't listen, just staring at him and spreading his ass cheeks apart. "Phil, please! Do something, I'm so ready for you. Make me feel good!"

It was Dan's begging that finally got to Phil, snapped him out of his staring, and reminding him that he could do more than look. He groaned a bit, sighing against Dan's open and spread hole, and then he was finally moving his fingers the way Dan so clearly wanted him too. He didn't even care that Dan had teased him within an inch of his life earlier - he just wanted to make Dan feel good, so Phil spread his fingers a little, moving them slowly, and then faster as Dan became more and more receptive to him, trying to crook his fingers and find that spot inside of Dan that had made him moan before. Meanwhile, Phil was watching the way Dan sucked his fingers up,debating, and finally leaned in to start biting at Dan's bum, teasing and licking and sucking because he could, because Dan tasted good, and because he wanted to make his boyfriend scream for him. He wanted Dan to fall apart. "Dan," Phil whispered, licking tentatively between his fingers, spreading them a bit wider, and watching as Dan's rim opened up for him, just enough space for Phil to prod his tongue inside. He couldn't find that damn spot, but he would. He crooked his fingers again, searching, and used his tongue to lap at Dan until he could feel Dan trembling under him. He grinned as Dan called his name, and then, quite suddenly, Dan was arching his ass backwards into Phil's face, and practically sobbing as Phil's fingers pressed into something that felt a bit different than the rest of Dan. Phil grinned, and pulled his lapping tongue back to say "Did I get it, Dan?" nipping Dan's bum when he didn't answer right away.

As soon as Phil started to move his fingers, Dan was done for. When he'd done it himself for the first time, the process had just felt weird, but with Phil, he could feel sparks of pleasure flowing through his entire body at each drag of his fingertips. Dan closed his eyes and just focused on the feeling, letting small gasps and whimpers out without trying to hold himself back. He thought that this was heaven, surely, until Phil's tongue flicked out against his entrance, and Dan basically descended to a different plane of existence. "Oh, fuck!" Dan cried, eyes flying open as Phil started lapping around his fingers. Coupled with the way Phil's fingers were pushing in and out of him at a steady pace, Dan had never felt so good before. And then Phil was spreading his fingers out just a little bit, and Dan allowed himself to go pliant, letting out an elongated moan when Phil prodded his tongue inside of him. Everything felt so good, from the warm, wet heat of Phil's tongue lapping at his rim, to the way Phil's fingers were spreading him open. Dan was sweating, an absolute mess, and when Phil finally crooked his fingers into that spot, Dan couldn't help but to sob, crying out Phil's name. He had let his eyes fall shut again, panting against the material of the couch as Phil just kept his fingers pressed to his prostate, and he couldn't even register that Phil was asking a question until he nipped at his ass. "I- Yes! God, fuck, do that again!" And Phil did, beginning to attack Dan's hole with a new vigor, creating a steady rhythm with his fingers and his tongue until Dan could hardly take it anymore. He felt his groin start to tighten and he didn't want to stop yet. It felt too good. They couldn't stop! "Phil, Phil!" Dan gasped out, voice absolutely wrecked. He looked behind himself to see Phil staring at him hungrily, obvious bulge in his jeans. "Wanna- wanna suck you off while you eat me out. Wanna taste you too. Can I? Please?" he whimpered.

Dan was absolutely wrecked by him, and it was driving Phil insane. He had no free hand to press against his jean clad erection, so he rutted into nothing, moaning around Dan's body as his fingers continued to press and prod, massaging against Dan's prostate and milking him while his tongue continued to lap around his rim, around his own fingers, making subtle motions to press inside. It was difficult to get the angle right when Phil was so focused on making Dan see stars by pressing into that little bundle Phil could feel under the pads of his fingers, but he was going to do his damned best, determined to eat Dan out. Until Dan stopped him, shouting Phil's name with a voice so wrecked, Phil couldn't help the surge of need that rushed through him. His cock pulsed, and he felt himself start to spurt, felt himself starting to unravel, only he didn't want to when he hadn't even had any stimulation yet, when Dan was offering something even better. Nodding hungrily, Phil licked at Dan's rim one final time, and drew his fingers away, much to Dan's distress. "Up," Phil grunted, reduced to one word replies as he climbed off of the sofa and began to yank his jeans and boxers down, dropping them to the floor immediately. Dan was watching, panting, chest heaving and cock sputtering as well, leaking and so, so ready to come. Phil huffed out a rough noise at the sight, reached down to take his dick in his hands, and held tight to the base. He was so close, and all he'd done was watch Dan all day. Fuck, fuck. "Gonna... gonna lay down for you, baby. Want you to straddle me backwards," Phil managed, biting his lip hard as he held himself back. Dan was so fucking hot like this, all spread out for him. As soon as Phil thought he had himself a little more under control, he climbed back onto the couch, stretching himself out on his back and watching Dan immediately climb back over him, face so red and fringe sweat plastered to his forehead that Phil almost worried for him, only he knew that Dan was in throes of deep pleasure and not sick. He grinned to himself, because he'd done that, and immediately grabbed for Dan's bum, pulling his ass cheeks apart and pressing his face in close immediately.

Even though Dan had asked for it, he still whined and tried to push his hips back when Phil pulled away. It was probably a good thing, though, considering he was literally about to come right then and there and he didn't necessarily want to yet. He wanted this to go on forever. Dan scrambled into a sitting position as Phil ordered him to, watching hungrily as Phil started to take off his jeans and boxers, and pulled his own leggings the rest of the way off of his legs. Phil’s cock sprung free, red and leaking, and Dan's mouth almost watered at the sight. He couldn't wait to get Phil’s dick back in his mouth, feeling Phil shuddering as he worked him down his throat. For a moment, they both just stared at each other, and Dan understood. He didn't know if he would be able to last long at all when he had Phil's cock in his throat and Phil's tongue working against his hole. They both needed a moment to get themselves together, and Dan could hardly believe that Phil was already so close (he could tell from the way he grabbed the base of his dick) just from pleasuring Dan. The sight was the hottest thing Dan had ever seen. Dan nodded frantically when Phil told him what to do, taking a deep breath to try to calm himself as Phil began to lay back on the couch. He loved seeing Phil all stretched out like that, his cock resting hard against his stomach and leaking precome, face red. "Can't wait to get my mouth on you," Dan whimpered and climbed on top of Phil, just how he told him to. He couldn’t bring himself to be embarrassed that his ass was literally in Phil's face because he was so turned on. He presented himself to Phil while he hovered his own face over Phil's length, licking his lips hungrily at the sight. When Phil spread him apart, his tongue flickering against Dan's entrance once more, Dan moaned and lapped at Phil's slit, licking up all the precome before taking him into his mouth. Phil's cock was hot and heavy and twitching in his mouth. He heard Phil make a noise of pleasure as Dan swallowed him down, not taking him all the way and instead bobbing his head in shallow bursts. He wanted to make Phil wait for him to take him all the way, wait until Phil was moaning and writhing underneath him before he swallowed him whole.

Even now, somehow even now, when Phil had his tongue against Dan's rim and his fingers teasing and pushing past the slick mass of muscle to press back inside, Dan still somehow managed to be a goddamned tease. His tongue was hot and soft against Phil's slit, licking away the precum that had drizzled there, only to be replaced with another spurt as Phil shuddered under Dan, and then his mouth was on him, but not to the extent that Phil knew Dan could take. Dan was driving him mad, even as he let out a pleasured sound, fingers jerking against Dan's skin and finally pressing inside. Dan's mouth was so good on him, so fucking good, but it wasn't enough and Phil wanted to strangle Dan for making him wait so long - instead, he just pressed long fingers deep inside of Dan and found that spot again, groaning as Dan moaned around his dick, sending hot vibrations all down his spine. "Fuck!" he managed, panting against Dan's rim and licking possessively again. His tongue worked its way past the rough mass of muscle, and finally, finally he was licking the inside of Dan's walls, fingers scissoring Dan apart and hardly bothering to abuse his prostate anymore. Somehow, the new sensation made Dan keen louder, and Phil bucked his hips up from the sheer pleasure that made him feel. Dan's mouth was so hot and slick, his cheeks hollowing as he sucked and moaned around Phil, and it was almost as good, almost as tight, as Dan's hole as he sucked up Phil's fingers deeper inside of him. Phil moaned, huffed against Dan's rim, and then he was sucking, pressing his face as far and as close as possible as he licked into Dan and sucked at his tight rim, hips kicking with desperation and need.

Soon enough, Phil was scissoring him apart and Dan felt Phil's tongue slide past his tight ring of muscles until his tongue was inside him. Dan keened, pulling away from Phil's dick for a moment to push back into the sensation, trying to get Phil to go deeper. He was breathing heavily and he could feel his entire body trembling with each flick of Phil's tongue, each drag of his fingers. Dan felt so stretched out, his hole constricted around Phil's fingers and tongue, and it was the most erotic thing Dan had ever experienced. He couldn't help it when he leaned back down and sucked Phil back into his mouth. He was being sloppy, he knew that, with spit dribbling from the corners of his mouth as he made sure Phil's entire length was slick with spit and precome. He moaned around Phil's cock as Phil began sucking on his rim, Phil's hips beginning to buck into his touch. He knew Phil was getting frustrated, knew that they both knew Dan was teasing, playing, waiting for that exact moment to finally take in all of Phil. He found that moment when Phil's hips started quivering, trying to get himself fully in Dan's mouth, tip spurting more and more precome. Dan took his mouth away from Phil then, licking his wet lips before trailing little kitten licks all up and down Phil's length. Phil was whining, his ministrations on Dan's ass weakening with need, trying to buck his hips up. Dan giggled at his desperation and held down his hips, making sure they were secure and Phil couldn't move them anymore. Then, he swallowed his boyfriend down whole.

Phil's cock was dribbling so fucking much, his balls pulling up tight to his body with need. It was clear that if Dan didn't fucking help him right now Phil was going to come with or without his help, and he was terrified it was going to end up in a ruined orgasm, with Phil sensitive and raw to the nerve, but feeling close to no pleasure at all. He was whining, hips bucking against Dan, as his boyfriend moaned against him and drew his mouth away to fuck his hips back into Phil's mouth. Phil couldn't bring himself to ruin Dan's pleasure as well, knew Dan would help him in the end, and tongue fucked him as best he could fingers pulling Dan apart as far as he could manage so his tongue could slip in and out unfettered. Phil's chin was pressed tight to Dan's ass, and it was the way he was holding Dan open that helped him to keep breathing despite his nose being pressed to Dan's skin as well. Then, finally, Dan's mouth was back, and he was sucking Phil down sloppily. Phil could feel the dribble coating his entire lower half, but he didn't even care because it felt so god and he'd made Dan lose fucking self control, how amazing was that? Phil's fingers delved in deeper, letting Dan's body go, and he kept sucking at what he could while he pressed inside to find Dan's prostate. Phil's own hips were kicking, desperate with desire, desperate for more, but Dan wasn't giving it to him and Phil thought he was going to cry, because his orgasm was arching, cresting, and he was almost there - "Dan!" Phil screamed the words muffled against Dan's skin as Dan suddenly took him whole - just in time, too. Phil's hips pushed up, up, up, and Dan was swallowing around him, and his orgasm was there, his orgasm was there ripping through him unlike anything he'd ever felt before. He could feel himself pumping, pumping, pumping into Dan's mouth, the feeling never ending and amazing as Phil mouthed lazily at Dan's hole, moaning around him and pressing his fingers hard into Dan's prostate, desperate to milk him but so overcome with pleasure he couldn't even think anymore.

As soon as Dan took Phil all the way into his mouth, hollowing his cheeks and opening his throat, Phil was coming. Dan let out a moan of pleasant surprise, his eyelashes fluttering at the feeling of Phil coming undone in his mouth, the way his hips stuttered and his cock pulsed as cum shot down Dan's throat. He made sure to swallow all of it, sucking Phil down to the best of his ability. This was what pleasure was, Dan decided, and it was then that Phil decided to jab his fingers hard into Dan's prostate. Dan gasped, choking a bit around Phil's length as the pleasure flowed through his body so intensely that he was suddenly coming as well, right onto Phil's still-clothed chest. He didn't move his mouth off of Phil because Phil was still orgasming but his mouth went slack, allowing Phil to buck up into his throat while Dan's hips jerked of their own accord. Phil's fingers were still pressing into him in just the right way, and Dan was moaning loudly, still kind of choking, but it was that feeling that made his orgasm the most intense one he'd ever had, pushing back into Phil's fingers and tongue while his brain went blissfully blank. He could have sworn he'd passed out for a second, but when he came to, he pulled away from Phil's horribly spit-ridden and spent cock, and just kind of collapsed. If Phil wanted him to move, he'd have to move Dan himself because he was pretty sure he was incapable of doing so right then after that mind-blowing experience.

For a while, Phil just kind of drifted. His cock kept twitching, and he was so fucking sensitive, but he liked the feeling of Dan's hot, wet mouth still pressed over him, liked the way he could feel Dan unraveling as well, hips canting against Phil's fingers and mouth until he had fallen apart as well. He was choking, Phil could feel that much, but there was something about the way Dan moved against him that gave Phil the idea that Dan was enjoying that, enjoying choking on Phil's dick as Phil did his best to help Dan ride out his orgasm. He couldn't do much more than whine pitifully as he lapped at Dan's sensitive rim, fingers still tense against the bundle of nerves deep inside of Dan, but it seemed to be enough, as soon enough, Dan was collapsing against him, pulling his mouth from Phil's dick reluctantly. Phil, meanwhile, was too fucking exhausted to move. HIs entire body had this amazing sensation of relief flowing through it, but mostly, he just felt too broken to move. It was a miracle he managed to get his fingers out of Dan's ass, but even then, he just kind of held Dan's hips there, pressing soft, pointless kisses all over his sensitive skin. He had no words, no energy left, and could have quite happily have died right then and there. The sexual tension was finally broken, but the orgasm had been the best thing Phil had ever experienced.

Phil was laying soft kisses against Dan's skin, everywhere that he could reach, and Dan hummed gratefully. He just laid there for a while, head resting on Phil's thigh, until he was getting tired of not seeing Phil's face. Only then did he clamber off, only to turn himself around and burrow into Phil's arms. For some reason he was feeling particularly delicate then, not even caring that Phil was still wearing his soiled shirt and staining his own, as he basked in the feeling of Phil holding him. Dan pressed a light kiss to Phil's jaw, his eyelids heavy. "Love you," Dan murmured against the skin there. "You always take such good care of me." He didn't care about anything else in that moment, just loving the way Phil felt against him, head still fuzzy from his orgasm.

It was really disappointing when Dan started to move, pulling his soft bottom away from Phil's willing lips as he clambered off of him. Phil made a soft whining noise, but he didn't even have the strength to pull Dan back and make him stay. He was relieved, then, when Dan didn't go far, merely turning his body around and burrowing himself into Phil's arms. Phil moved to wrap his own arms around Dan, holding him as tight and as close as he possibly could when he felt so fucking weak. "I love you, Dan," Phil managed in response, squeezing just that tiny bit tighter. "Glad you - taught me," he managed kissing the side of Dan's head with the last of his energy, eyes already firmly closed as he lay under Dan's weight. "Wanted to do that for you so bad."

Dan hummed, smiling at Phil's words. He couldn't even bring himself to say anything else, already so fucking comfortable that he felt as though he was going to fall asleep right then and there. Phil was just so comfortable, his arms securely around Dan's waist as he held him close, his breath tickling Dan's cheek. After such an amazing orgasm, it wasn't hard to understand when Dan actually did fall asleep, nuzzled up to Phil like Phil was his own personal teddy bear.

**

Dan didn't know how long he was out, but soon he was waking up to the sound of the doorknob rattling and muttered voices on the other side. Dan was hazy when he first woke up, eyelashes fluttering, until he realized what was happening and shot up straight, tugging his leggings back on. "Phil! Get up!" Dan hissed quietly, trying to wipe the terrible stain off of both of their shirts. It didn't really work, but it'd have to do for now. "Dan! Phil! We know you're in there!" Mariah's voice called through the door, and Dan allowed himself to relax but still made Phil pull his jeans up all the way before he opened the door. He was greeted by the smiling faces of Mariah and Caleb, who's eyes immediately flickered to the stain on Dan's shirt. Caleb snorted. "Well at least we know why they left dinner so early," he teased. Dan glared at his friends. He hated them so much. "Fuck off and let us be," he whined.

Phil woke to the unpleasant sound of Dan freaking the fuck out, and managed an unintelligent groan of "What?" before Dan was tossing Phil's boxers and jeans at his face, hands rubbing furiously at Phil's shirt as Phil moaned and tried to sit up, beyond confused and a little distressed. He'd been particularly comfortable all wrapped up in Dan like that, half naked and taking the excuse to actually sleep with Dan for once. He was disgruntled right up until the moment he heard Mariah's voice shouting through the door, and then he was shooting into a sitting position and yanking his boxers up his legs. Mortified, Phil just managed to get his trousers on before Dan was going and opening the door - so much for dignity. Phil did up his zip with cheeks so red, he thought if someone touched him he might actually manage to burn them. He couldn't meet any of their friends eyes as he stared miserably past them to see it was still dark out. Still night, then. They must not have slept as long as Phil would have liked. In fact, Phil could still feel the warm buzz under his skin from the best oragasm of his life, and his blush burned hotter.

"Sorry Dan! We just noticed that you both hadn't come back to the cabins and we were worried about you," Mariah told him. She looked a bit dejected at Dan's annoyance and he couldn't bring himself to stay so mad at her when she was obviously just worried. Dan shrugged. "It's fine. What time is it?" "Just past midnight," Caleb said. Dan glanced over at Phil just to see him avoiding everyone's gaze and he cracked a smile. Phil still looked a bit wrecked. His hair was everywhere and he had the biggest stain on his shirt that nobody could have missed even if they’d tried. Dan hadn't even thought about trying to make sure his hair looked good, especially since his hair was always wild without a straightener. He must have forgotten Phil's own decency. Oops. "We should probably head to bed then," Dan said softly. He really just wanted to stay here with Phil but he couldn't risk being caught again.

Phil was hardly listening. He was just too damn embarrassed, even though he knew he had no reason to be. He wasn't in the least bit embarrassed by Dan, nor was he shy about the fact that they did have sex, but he was a bit mortified to have been caught looking like... well, a mess. He didn't want anyone to see just how wrecked Dan could make him, because it felt like something intimate, something Phil wanted to keep to himself. He reached up and ruffled his hair back into place, and then finally stood, turning his gaze on Dan because Dan always relaxed him. True to form, Phil found himself grinning softly, and he finally made his way over to Dan's side. "Ah, right. Bed," Phil said, trying to awkwardly insert himself into the conversation as he took Dan's hand in his and squeezed. The others were giggling a little, but mostly they were behaving themselves. "Sorry ah - about this. And earlier."

"No need to apologize, Phil," Caleb chuckled and Dan was glad that the twins had decided to behave themselves for once. Normally, they were extremely childish about this sort of thing, but something made them understand that now wasn't exactly the best time to joke about Dan and Phil's sex life. Phil seemed so embarrassed that Dan just wanted to drag him away from everything, to make sure he was alright and to kiss that terrified look from his face. But they couldn't do that now because Dan's friends were there so he just reached out and entwined their fingers instead, smiling gently at Phil. They began to walk back to the cabins, chattering nonchalantly until they had to part their separate ways. Thankfully, the twins didn't mention their obvious state and Dan and Phil didn't comment either. When they left Phil and Dan alone, Dan turned to his boyfriend and brought him into a sweet kiss. "Sorry for waking you up like that," Dan murmured against his lips. "Wish I could have just slept with you the entire night."

Slowly, Phil began to relax as Dan and their friends walked back to their cabins in a loud, chattering group who were being far more respectful than they had to be about having caught Dan and Phil post-sex. The cum stains on Phil's shirt were impossible to explain away, as well, so it wasn't as though the others didn't have enough fodder to use against them, and yet they didn't. It reminded Phil again of why they'd chosen to share with their friends in the first place - for all their good natured teasing, they seemed to know where to draw the line. As soon as he and Dan were alone, however, Dan was dragging Phil into a sweet kiss, the kind of kiss Phil would have preferred to wake up to rather than what he had woken up to. "Mm," he hummed, pulling Dan back in for another sweet draw of their mouths together. "'S okay," he mumbled against Dan's lips, eyes closed and body completely loose limbed even now. "One day, never gonna let you leave my bed," Phil added, and kissed Dan a third time, sucking sweetly on his bottom lip and trying to get across just how much he loved and appreciated Dan. He still couldn't completely comprehend that today had even happened.

Dan smiled as Phil kissed him, making him feel as if he was the most precious human in existence. Phil always made Dan feel like that and it was amazing to know just how much Phil loved him. Dan sighed happily and embraced Phil for a moment, basking in the events of the night. He was so glad they were comfortable enough to do sexual things together now, it was the best thing in the world. "I'll be holding you up on that offer," Dan told him, leaning down to kiss him again. "Sweet dreams, and thank you for the best night ever. I love you." Dan kissed all over Phil's face, grinning widely, and then made his way into his cabin. If only they could actually fall asleep together for the entire night.

**

Wednesday dawned bright and early, reminding Phil with a frown that camp was nearly over. He knew he should be happy for that, looking forward to the chance to have Dan over and in his room, in his bed, where there would be more privacy once his mum calmed down a bit about Phil having a boyfriend at all, but it was bittersweet, because Phil had so many memories of Dan here at camp now. It was difficult to consider the fact that soon, Dan and Phil would have to leave - leaving behind their friends and some pretty amazing memories, if Phil did say so himself. Virginity might have been a construct, but in a way, Phil still felt like he'd lost his here, or at least lost a sense of innocence, and gained something just as special and amazing in Dan. He dressed quickly, eager to get back to fencing so he could kick Dan's ass, and hadn't so much as made it the lounge before Dan was there, stood in front of him with the sweetest grin of all on his face. Phil quite literally melted, leaning in to kiss Dan good morning. "Hey, you," he greeted once he'd pulled away.

As soon as the morning arrived, Dan jumped out of bed, excited for the rest of the day. He did his usual morning routine of taking a shower, brushing his teeth, and getting dressed while glowering in the mirror about his awful hobbit hair, before practically launching himself out of the room and over to Phil's cabin. Usually it was Phil who was meeting him in his cabin, but Dan was excited because in only a couple of days, the camp was producing a talent show and Dan really wanted to do it with Phil. He grinned widely as soon as he saw Phil, accepting a soft kiss before speaking. "Hi," Dan said, grabbing Phil's hand in both of his. His eyes turned wide and serious, as if he was about to pop a huge question. His words came out in a giant whoosh, excited to the point where he was practically quivering. "The camp puts on a talent show on the last Friday of the month. Did you want to do a duet with me?"

Phil was a bit taken aback when all the air seemed to rush out of Dan's lungs in one go, and the words that came out took him by surprise. A talent show? And Dan wanted to sing a duet with him? Slowly, a little smile pulled up the corners of Phil's lips and he stared at Dan curiously. "A talent show, hmm? Does this have anything to do with your desperate need for attention?" Phil teased, laughing when Dan pouted and shoved at his chest. Phil immediately reached out and took Dan's hand back in his, pulling him close. "If it'll make you happy," Phil whispered, "Of course I'll sing a duet with you on Friday." The answering beaming smile he got in return made it all worth it to Phil, and he grinned as Dan dragged him close for a sweet kiss. It was a bit awkward as Dan couldn't stop smiling, but Phil didn't mind. "So what are we singing?" Phil asked as soon as Dan had pulled away from him.

Dan glared at Phil and shoved him, but it didn't stop the wide smile from taking over his face as his boyfriend teased him. "I do not like attention that much!" Dan whined, but the words sounded like a lie even to himself. So what if he liked to be loud and a little obnoxious? He wasn't an attention whore; he knew people far worse than he was, but then Phil was dragging him in closer, saying that he'd do it if it made Dan happy, and Dan was once again awed by just how lovely his boyfriend was. Even as Phil brought him into a kiss, Dan couldn't stop smiling which made the kiss a bit awkward, but it ultimately didn't matter. They were too comfortable with each other to care about awkward kisses anymore. "You're seriously the best!" Dan exclaimed, a gleam in his eye. "I was thinking we could sing a High School Musical song? Like Breaking Free? Since I'm such a slut for Troy Bolton, obviously."

Phil blinked in shock for a moment as Dan immediately suggested a High School Musical song, and had to shake himself with the reminder that, well, duh Dan would pick something from those silly movies. His boyfriend owned High School Musical merch, and Phil had heard him singing the catchy songs with his friends more than enough times to realize that it shouldn't have come as a surprise at all. Slowly, he shook his head, smiling again as he rolled his eyes and drew Dan in. "Yeah, yeah. Sure. Sounds great," he decided, and smushed his mouth to the top of Dan's head for extra measure, a reminder of just how much he loved his boyfriend. "But I don't remember the lyrics, so if you want it to be a successful talent show, you're going to have to teach me," he said, deliberating, a quick gleam coming to his eyes. Slowly, he leaned in close, and nipped at Dan's ear. "I don't want to make a fool out of myself, so I refuse to do anything more than kiss you again until you've taught me the entire song. And how to sing it well enough not to get laughed at."

Dan beamed as Phil told him that he would be fine with performing a song from High School Musical, but that quickly turned to a glower when his boyfriend decided to be a right dick about it. "You- you what?!" Dan sputtered, glaring at his snickering boyfriend. Depending on how musically inclined Phil was, this could either go really smoothly, or really terribly. Dan was betting on the latter. "Well, fine then! Looks like I'll just have to get to work." Dan's frown quickly turned into a smirk. Phil was just as horny as Dan was, if not more, so he could have some fun with this. "But if you cave in before I teach you, I get to tell you to do whatever I want." He trailed his finger down Phil's chest seductively, licking his lips as he did so. He could do this. How hard could it possibly be to go without sex for a couple of days?

Phil shuddered under Dan's touch, unable to help himself as Dan trailed seductive fingers down Phil's chest while licking his lips. The sight made Phil's breath catch, and he had to stop a moment to pull himself together. His eyes closed, and he swallowed determinedly. Last night, they'd had the most mind blowing sex... Phil could wait for another go, if it meant not embarrassing himself. Besides, with a challenge like that, how could he refuse? "Fine," Phil agreed, swallowing thickly. "Look's like we've both got a tough road ahead of us, then."

**

Contrary to Dan's belief, it was not easy. Of course, their entire relationship wasn't based off of sex and they actually enjoyed spending time with each other, but they were still at the stage where everything was so raw and new that they just wanted to touch all the time. Dan was getting more and more irritated by the minute and he could tell Phil was as well by the way they had to keep putting a hold on their makeout sessions in order to compose themselves. Dan then made it his mission to teach Phil how to sing as soon as possible, making them spend hours in the theatre during workshops just working on the songs. Phil was... terrible. He wasn't exactly an awful singer, but he was just a bumbling mess where he stuttered over his words and didn't know how to stop making himself sound drunk off his ass. Oftentimes, Dan would have to tell him to stop just because he couldn't stop laughing over how Phil sounded. He was improving, though, as the day wore on, and Dan had to wonder whether or not that was because the sexual tension was getting unbearable, or because Phil was actually becoming more confident.

The whole thing was a mess. Dan didn't seem to get that Phil had a lot of fear when it came to doing anything in front of other people, and while it was okay when it was just Dan and their friends, every time they stopped for a singing lesson, Phil found that terror rising in him, the knowledge that other people were going to hear him sing. He really wanted Dan to teach him, though, really wanted to make his boyfriend happy, and so despite the fact that they both had to keep stopping their lessons to laugh at Phil, Phil couldn't find it in himself to completely mind. He enjoyed it, even, and was happy to be growing a little more confident, because the more times he had to stop making out with Dan because they weren't able to go any further, the more unhappy Phil grew. He wanted more, and he felt ridiculous for being so... so... horny all the time, but it was hard. Everything was still so fresh and new, and Dan was intoxicating. Phil loved all the time he spent with Dan, but... intimacy was something he was quickly finding himself craving. Besides, he liked touching Dan, and there was nothing wrong with a healthy sex life. By Thursday morning during workshops, Phil was beginning to feel far more confident in his singing, and he knew all the lyrics to the song now, so that was a plus. "How was that?" he asked, giggling as he stopped singing and found Dan was frowning up at him, but not quite laughing this time.

Finally, finally, Phil had all of the words down and he was actually sounding like he wasn't drunk all of the time. Dan was extremely proud of him, excited that Phil was doing well and seeming to enjoy himself. Phil's voice was a bit deeper than Dan's, so he was singing Troy's part while Dan was singing Gabriela's. He didn't know if that was why Phil seemed to be having such a hard time or if it was just because he literally didn't know how to sing very well, but by thursday morning, Dan was ready to burst with pride. Phil still needed a little bit of work, but they had an entire day to practice and it was looking good. If Dan was lucky, he might even be able to be sexually satisfied by tonight. Dan was sitting on the couch, staring up at Phil with a slight frown of concentration as Phil asked how he'd done. "Really good," Dan told him seriously, allowing a smile to slowly raise on his lips. "You're doing so well, Phil. We're going to sound amazing." Dan stood up and crowded into Phil, kissing him lightly on the lips. "We are going to be the cutest couple on stage with our amazing duet."

Phil was admittedly a little nervous for Dan's reply because he was frowning, so he shoved his fingers in his trouser pockets and rocked on his heels as he waited for a reply from Dan. The slow grin that came over his boyfriend's features made Phil grin as well, and then Dan was there, crowding into him as he kissed Phil lightly on the lips. Phil closed his eyes, expecting more, but it didn't come. He frowned, sighed, and ran a hand through his hair, but smiled again as Dan reassured him that they were going to sound amazing. "Good. I'm glad," he admitted. "I don't want to embarrass us both," he added, and then wrapped an arm around Dan's waist and dragged him closer. Phil liked when Dan crowded into his space. Phil pressed his face into the crook of Dan's neck, and just held him. He was really starting to regret the agreement they'd made, but it had gotten Dan to take Phil seriously when he'd said he needed to be taught how to sing so he wouldn't make a fool of himself.

Dan smiled as Phil held him close. He always loved when Phil held him like this. It made him feel safe, made him feel as if there was nothing wrong in the world. He wrapped his arms around Phil's waist and held him close, burying his nose in Phil's hair and inhaling the sweet scent of his boyfriend. "I love you so much," Dan murmured, closing his eyes and just holding Phil against him. Soon it was going to be time for lunch, and then they were going to go to painting class. Dan was excited because he was going to be able to work more on the portrait of Phil and then hopefully have it finished by Saturday. He wanted something that Phil could take home from here, something that made him remember all of the fun times they'd had at camp. When the lunch bell rang, Dan didn't want to part from Phil's nice hold. But he did anyways, complaining all the while. Hopefully they would be able to spend some more time together that night. Then, Dan was going to absolutely attack his boyfriend.

Phil sighed as the lunch bell went off, forcing both men to let go of each other in order to head back to the cafeteria. If Phil had had his way, he would have practiced singing some more so he could convince Dan that he was ready and they could go back to...intimate time together. As it was, he was kind of hungry, and they had painting class next - which meant that Dan could maybe hopefully finish his painting of Phil. Feeling a bit better and lighter at the prospect of that, Phil took Dan's hand in his and allowed them both to head out. He nudged Dan's shoulder a little with his own, tossing him a grin. "So you're gonna finish my painting, right? Cause I kinda need something to hang on my wall so I can say hey, look what my boyfriend made me, to anyone who's willing to listen."

Hearing that Phil wanted to hang his painting on the wall to brag about it made Dan's entire body erupt with sparks of happiness. There was nothing he wanted more than for Phil to tell everybody about the painting Dan did for him. He wanted everyone to know about it, wanted everyone to understand just how much he loved Phil. Dan was fucking cheesy, but he couldn't help it when he had a boyfriend like Phil. "I'm definitely going to finish your painting. I have most of you done so I just have to work on the finer details so you won't have to sit there for hours on end this time." He nudged Phil with his shoulder, smiling. "I'll make sure to do my best on it so you can gloat about it to all of your friends."

Phil felt warm all over, and he couldn't stop smiling stupidly as Dan talked about his painting and how he was nearly done with it. Two days ago, Dan had said he'd nearly finished up Phil, so Phil knew that at the very least he wouldn't be posing all day - not that he minded. Phil loved posing for Dan, loved watching him work, and had a feeling he'd be doing the same rather than working on his own painting once he was free to settle in while Dan finished up with whatever else he planned to do to it. "You better," he griped playfully as they made their way into the cafeteria to catch up with the rest of their friends. All of lunch was spent talking about the talent show, and how everyone was working so hard to get ready, and it was overall good. Phil couldn't wait to see his friends acts, let alone have them see his own, and blushed as Dan complimented his own abilities in teaching Phil. Phil was just glad to make Dan proud.

After lunch, everybody split up to do their own activities, Caleb and Clarice having to leave the group with pouting faces. Dan was just excited to be able to have the chance to paint again. If it were up to him, he would be painting every single day. However, he had other people to complain about it if he did, so he just sucked up all the time he possibly could when he had the chance. As soon as they got to the studio, Dan relaxed from the smell of paints and dragged Phil back over to the stool to get started. This time, he just had to focus on the little aspects of Phil, like the beauty marks and the pretty pink of his cheeks. Then he would be able to start the background, which was making him excited to the point where he was having trouble sitting still. "I'll tell you when you can move," Dan told his boyfriend softly as he got out his paints. Thus began the next two hours where Dan was hunched over a canvas, squinting with his tongue sticking out the side of his mouth while he made thin strokes of the paintbrush, alternating between dipping it in the water and then the paint. After about thirty minutes, Dan finished painting Phil and sat back to admire his work. He still had to do the background, so it wasn't completely finished, but he grinned at the product so far. "It's looking really good, I think!" Dan exclaimed. "You can move now. I just have to work on the background."

Phil was so mesmerized with watching Dan paint, that he actually forgot to notice that he was stuck sitting still once again. At least this time, Dan wasn't complaining that Phil kept smiling at him, as Phil really couldn't find it in himself to stop. He just really liked the way Dan looked when he was happy and passionate about something the way he was with painting. Phil wondered if it was something Dan would want to do later on in life... he was startled out of his thoughts by Dan dismissing him, telling him he had nothing left to paint except for the background, and Phil immediately stood up, trying to make his way over to Dan so he could get a look of the painting himself. "Can I see?" he begged, giving Dan his best puppy dog eye's. "Please?" he whined, as Dan shifted to move his canvas with him, glaring at Phil and shaking his head all the while.

Dan shook his head at Phil's question, glaring at him and swatting him away. "No way! Not until it's finished!" he exclaimed. He wanted Phil to see the finished project so his mind would be blown. That, and Dan often became self conscious when people watched him do art, whether they were just admiring the way it looked or if they were watching in general. Dan hated feeling like people were judging him work, he performed much better without an audience. Phil pouted and sat on the other side of Dan where he couldn't see Dan's work, getting his own paints and paper situated. They fell into a little pattern of artwork, eventually bursting into quiet song when Dan began to hum his part for the talent show. It resulted in them practically serenading each other across the table, but Dan was smiling so largely that he didn't mind the curious stares they got from their peers. He was happy and they could all fuck off.

At Dan's refusal to let Phil see his work, Phil slunk away sadly, drawing forth a table and a chair as well as some art supplies so he could sit in front of Dan and start working on his own project - a really shitty painting of his boyfriend from memory, because Phil couldn't paint for shit but he kind of wanted to give Dan something anyways (and if he painted a giant heart around Dan's head, well, he wasn't embarrassed because he was rather in love with his boyfriend.) When the two of them burst into song, Phil couldn't help smiling, because he was growing to actually really love this song, and it was something that made Dan happy, so how could he regret the strange looks they were getting? Plus, it was good practice for when they got up on stage tomorrow. Phil shivered in anticipation just at the thought of it, remembering again that in three days, he and Dan would be going their separate ways. At least for a little while; Phil couldn't imagine either one of them would be willing to be far from each other for very long, and what with them living in the same city, there really was no reason for it at all.

The singing really helped to make time go by faster. Dan was painting a beautiful array of colours behind the Phil in his painting, a galaxy that really wouldn't be finished without the last touch planned for Saturday, but he was finished with all of it except for the stars. That would come for next time, though, because he wouldn't be able to do much else with the entire canvas being such a sopping mess of colours. So when the bell for dinner rang, Dan made sure Phil couldn't see his painting while he hung it to dry, marveling at the beautiful mess he'd made. Dan really couldn't wait to add the stars; right now, it looked like a mass of colour behind Phil's head so he was sure it was going to be a hundred times more beautiful when he could tell what the background was actually supposed to be. When he was finished hanging it, Dan turned and grinned at his boyfriend. "I have to say, your singing is really going well. I think you're pretty much ready for tomorrow." He had tried to make his voice as nonchalant as possible, but it ended up sounding a bit seductive with the underlying meaning behind it. He honestly couldn't believe he was so horny.

Once again, Phil found himself a little disappointed that when the dinner bell went, Dan didn't move to let Phil have his painting; instead, he watched as his boyfriend once again moved to hide it from Phil's view while it dried, muttering under his breath about it being too wet with water color to share with Phil just then. Pouting, Phil looked down at his own mess of an art piece, and had just picked it up to hand to Dan when his boyfriend sauntered over and started talking in a low, seductive voice that made heat surge to Phil's cock almost instantly. He turned to Dan with suddenly flushed cheeks and murmured almost as huskily, "You think?" He wasn't so sure they were ready, but he wanted Dan just as much as Dan seemed to want him, and if Phil was honest, he'd regretted the stupid agreement he'd made with Dan almost instantly after having made it. The only upside to it was the fact that he hadn't allowed himself to get distracted from learning to sing by Dan's touches, so he was going to count it as a win. "Do I detect something else in that tone, Daniel?" Phil asked, practically purring as he pushed his painting into Dan's hands, grinning before he pulled away. "Whatever it is, it'll have to wait until after dinner."

Dan hummed, smiling when Phil's cheeks turned a pretty shade of peony pink. His boyfriend was seriously the cutest. "We could probably squeeze in a little bit of practice tomorrow but I'm positive that you won't embarrass yourself on stage." Dan grinned at Phil's next words, throwing his hands up in surrender. "What can I say? I'm a horny teenage boy who can't stay away from his sexy boyfriend." It was then that Phil was pushing his own painting into Dan's hands, and Dan's next words died in his throat as he looked at it. It wasn't nearly as extravagant as one of Dan's paintings, but was rather simple. It was clearly Dan with his brown fringe and smiling face, a sloppy red heart behind his head. Dan's entire body felt warm and he smiled at Phil, crowding into him and holding him close. "I love it," Dan whispered. "Thank you, I love you." He couldn't believe that somebody would actually take the time to draw a picture of him, no matter how well-done it was. It was the best gift Dan had ever received.

Phil hadn't been expecting Dan to hug him or thank him for the cruddy drawing, and he ended up wrapping his own arms back around Dan in confused surprise. It wasn't even that good. Phil couldn't figure out why Dan sounded so happy about it, but he held him back anyway and dug his face into Dan's neck, just breathing there because he could. "It's nothing," he complained back. "But I love you too, and you're welcome," he replied, embarrassed and very, very confused. His hands moved to hold Dan tighter, and then he was pushing him away. "Come on, then. Let's get to dinner. Then I promise you can have anything you want afterwards?"

"It's everything," Dan assured quietly, smiling into the hug. Phil sounded so surprised that he'd liked it so much, but how couldn't he when the person who meant the most to him had painted something for him? Dan would probably keep it hung on his wall, if he was being honest. They were separating all too soon and Dan let out a noise of complaint that was soon quieted by Phil telling them to go to dinner. Dan chuckled. "Anything I want?" he asked, biting back a smile. "And what does that insure?" Honestly, he would just be happy with making out for a while, but he would probably be a little ecstatic if he and Phil could fool around again. Besides, Phil's singing was great and Dan deserved some mindblowing sex for being sexually frustrated for two days for no good reason.

Phil still didn't understand Dan's enthusiasm for his shitty painting, but he'd accept it anyway because there was nothing else he could do. Smiling warmly at Dan, Phil leaned in and kissed him on the cheek before finally turning around and beginning to actually lead Dan out of the now empty art room. They were the last to head out, including their friends who'd taken off without them. Phil didn't mind - it gave him room to tease Dan a little, and he turned to wink at Dan when he asked if he could have anything. "Anything," Phil agreed. "Literally anything. I mean, you kind of deserve it for putting up with my terrible singing, so anything you want, you shall recieve," Phil promised, grinning as he turned back around. "But hurry up. I'm starving, and probably a little more strung up than I probably should be. You're not the only horny teenager here, you know."

Dan threw his head back and laughed, glad that he wasn't the only horny teenager out of the two. He reached over and entwined his fingers with Phil's, grinning widely at him. "Well I'll just have to think of something good then," Dan murmured, but honestly he didn't think he could choose. They'd done so many things, all of which felt absolutely amazing. How could he choose from them all? "Maybe I'll just let you have your way with me. At this point, I think anything we do together would feel amazing." They soon came to the dining hall, which Dan almost catapulted himself into. He wanted to finish his meal as soon as he possibly could so that they could finally get along to doing more. Dan just couldn't help how badly he's been craving Phil. For now, he just had to deal with cramming food down his throat as fast as humanly possible.

Phil felt another flush of heat rush down his spine as Dan suggested letting Phil have his way with him, and his cheeks burned hot as blood coursed down. His mind kept spinning with the possibilities, but mostly, he just wanted to kiss Dan some more, maybe body worship him again because Phil just loved the way it felt to kiss and lick all over Dan's body, not to mention licking at his belly button. Phil groaned a little as he imagined fingering Dan open for him again, tongue fucking his belly button all over again. He had to squeeze his eyes shut for a second to get himself back under control, and then he found that he and Dan had arrived at the cafeteria. Phil really shook himself then, laughing as Dan rushed inside to get his meal - Phil had the uncanny feeling that he wasn't that hungry, and smirked to himself as he went about leisurely putting together his own.

(Next)

[sativasaku]

About Saku

I know this is one of those send a number to my ask things but I’m bored af and I’m gonna fill out this whole bitch lol

1: Full name Saku

2: Zodiac sign Cancer sun, Scorpio moon, Capricorn rising.

3: 3 Fears Snakes, rejection, failure.

4: 3 things I love The moon, crystals, drawing.

5: 4 turns on Good smell, big hands, scruffy face? xD

6: 4 turns off Bad smell, smol hands, baby face? LOL

7: My best friend Adam (my boyfriend)

AND MADISEN I MEAN I GUESS

8: Sexual orientation Bisexual

9: My best first date Uhhhhh idr lol

10: How tall am I 5'6’’

11: What do I miss My pipe I broke a few weeks ago (RIP Rhaegal)

12: What time were I born 9:42 pm

13: Favourite color Green, teal and orange.

14: Do I have a crush Jon Snow

15: Favourite quote Idfk

16: Favourite place Oregon.

17: Favourite food Pho and ramen.

18: Do I use sarcasm Not really lol

19: What am I listening to right now Dr Phil ripping someone a new one.

20: First thing I notice in new person Idfk.. I always feel vibes lol

21: Shoe size 8 ½

22: Eye color Blue/green

23: Hair color Black.

24: Favourite style of clothing Boho, comfy hippie fashion. Also goth/witchy 😘

25: Ever done a prank call? When I was a teenager lol

26: What colour of underwear I’m wearing now? Light blue and black.

27: Meaning behind my URL Saku has been my OC/pen name since I was like 13. Targaryen is from Game of Thrones.

28: Favourite movie I hate his question 😅 Blair Witch Project, Hayou Miyazaki films, A Tale of Two Sisters, Harry Potter, Se7en, Labyrinth,

29: Favourite song Rain of Brass Petals 3 Voices edit

30: Favourite band Chevelle

31: How I feel right now So full😩😩😩

32: Someone I love My cats

33: My current relationship status Taken. Slightly open relationship? Like we would probably have a 3some with a chick 😂

34: My relationship with my parents Hmmm…

35: Favourite holiday Halloween duh.

36: Tattoos and piercing i have Nose, ears stretched to 2g, sailor moon broach on left forearm, cancer symbol + heart on right wrist, pokeball on right foot, anarchy A on left foot, crescent moon and stars on left hip.

37: Tattoos and piercing i want I have a list lol

38: The reason I joined Tumblr Boredom.

39: Do I and my last ex hate each other? We are non existent to each other.

40: Do I ever get “good morning” or “good night ” texts? Not really xD

41: Have I ever kissed the last person you texted? Uhhhhh idr who I texted last 😅

42: When did I last hold hands? Idfr.

43: How long does it take me to get ready in the morning? What are mornings

44: Have I shaved your legs in the past three days? Yes

45: Where am I right now? Sitting in my closet smoking lol

46: If I were drunk & can’t stand, who’s taking care of me? Probably Adam…

47: Do I like my music loud or at a reasonable level? LOUD.

48: Do I live with my Mom and Dad? Yes

49: Am I excited for anything? Going back to Oregon.

50: Do I have someone of the opposite sex I can tell everything to? My boyfriend.

51: How often do I wear a fake smile? Lol

52: When was the last time I hugged someone? Earlier today.

53: What if the last person I kissed was kissing someone else right in front of me? I’d lose my fxkin mind lol

54: Is there anyone I trust even though I should not? Nope.

55: What is something I disliked about today? How hot my room is 😫

56: If I could meet anyone on this earth, who would it be? Can I meet the entire cast to Game of Thrones????¿

57: What do I think about most? Anxiety

58: What’s my strangest talent? I have freakishly good aim

59: Do I have any strange phobias? Not that I can’t think of

60: Do I prefer to be behind the camera or in front of it? Uhhhh either

61: What was the last lie I told? Idfk

62: Do I perfer talking on the phone or video chatting online? No I HATE talking on the phone like there is a 99.9% chance I will never answer your phone calls lol

63: Do I believe in ghosts? How about aliens? Yes/yes

64: Do I believe in magic? That is a diverse question

65: Do I believe in luck? No

66: What’s the weather like right now? Cool

67: What was the last book I’ve read? The first Game of Thrones

68: Do I like the smell of gasoline? Sure

69: Do I have any nicknames? Saku, Taychan, Tayla, Tay

70: What was the worst injury I’ve ever had? Either when I busted my eye open on the trampoline or when I broke my arm.

71: Do I spend money or save it? I ain’t got no money to do either 😅😅😅

72: Can I touch my nose with a tounge? Nope

73: Is there anything pink in 10 feets from me? My phone case.

74: Favourite animal? Cats, penguins, foxes, dragons, white tiger

75: What was I doing last night at 12 AM? Probably smoking lol

76: What do I think is Satan’s last name is? Homie

77: What’s a song that always makes me happy when I hear it? A lot of songs 😅

78: How can you win my heart? Don’t be fake. Be genuine.

79: What would I want to be written on my tombstone? “420 blaze it ayyyyyy lmao”

80: What is my favorite word? Fuck

81: My top 5 blogs on tumblr UGHHHHH idk, everyone ?

82: If the whole world were listening to me right now, what would I say? Fuck you.

83: Do I have any relatives in jail? Nah.

84: I accidentally eat some radioactive vegetables. They were good, and what���s even cooler is that they endow me with the super-power of my choice! What is that power? The power to shit out money whenever I please

85: What would be a question I’d be afraid to tell the truth on? ☺☺☺

86: What is my current desktop picture? I don’t have a computer but my phone background is Jon Snow lol

87: Had sex? Yep

88: Bought condoms? Yep

89: Gotten pregnant? Nope

90: Failed a class? Yep

91: Kissed a boy? Yep

92: Kissed a girl? Yep

93: Have I ever kissed somebody in the rain? Yeeeeeep

94: Had job? Many

95: Left the house without my wallet? Always

96: Bullied someone on the internet? Never

97: Had sex in public? Yep

98: Played on a sports team? I am not athletic at all 😅

99: Smoked weed? Everyday. 😎

100: Did drugs? Ecstasy, acid

101: Smoked cigarettes? I quit 2 years ago 👐 I smoked for nearly a decade

102: Drank alcohol? I very very rarely drink.

103: Am I a vegetarian/vegan? Nope 🍗🍖

104: Been overweight? Probably

105: Been underweight? Probably

106: Been to a wedding? Yep

107: Been on the computer for 5 hours straight? Try 12+

108: Watched TV for 5 hours straight? Binge watching shows on Netflix 👍

109: Been outside my home country? No

110: Gotten my heart broken? Yep

111: Been to a professional sports game? No

112: Broken a bone? Both bones in my arm/wrist

113: Cut myself? No

114: Been to prom? No

115: Been in airplane? Many a times

116: Fly by helicopter? Nope

117: What concerts have I been to? 😅😅😅 so many! Chevelle, warped tour, extreme thing etc

118: Had a crush on someone of the same sex? Yep. More like a “damn I’d fuck u” crush lol

119: Learned another language? I was taking Japanese in college

120: Wore make up? All the time

121: Lost my virginity before I was 18? Lost it @ 15 a month before my 16th birthday

122: Had oral sex? 😘

123: Dyed my hair? Let’s just say I haven’t had my natural hair color since I was like 13

124: Voted in a presidential election? I voted… But didn’t vote for either of them so

125: Rode in an ambulance? A few times

126: Had a surgery? Yep

127: Met someone famous? YEP Laura Bailey, Mary Elizabeth Mcglynn Johnny Young Bosch etc 😍

128: Stalked someone on a social network? We all do a little creepin’

129: Peed outside? Oh yes

130: Been fishing? Yep

131: Helped with charity? Yep

132: Been rejected by a crush? Yep 😧

133: Broken a mirror? I don’t think so??

134: What do I want for birthday? I want to go to Oregon. But I also want my medical card lol

135: How many kids do I want and what will be their names? I have 3 cat kids now and their names are Yuki, Kittler and Arya

136: Was I named after anyone? Some country singer 😐

137: Do I like my handwriting? Not really

138: What was my favourite toy as a child? My puffy (stuffed bear thing I still have actually lol)

139: Favourite Tv Show? GAME OF THRONES

140: Where do I want to live when older? Oregon

141: Play any musical instrument? Violin, little bit if piano. Havent played either in years tho

142: One of my scars, how did I get it? I got drop kicked on a trampoline when I was younger and had to get stitched right under my left eyebrow, you can still see the scar.

143: Favourite pizza toping? PINEAPPLE BITCHES 🖕🖕🖕🖕

144: Am I afraid of the dark? No

145: Am I afraid of heights? Not really

146: Have I ever got caught sneaking out or doing anything bad? Lol yes 😂 One time I snuck out @ like midnight and my Mom just so happened to be driving down the same street and picked my ass up and took me home LOL. I snuck back out when she left again.

147: Have I ever tried my hardest and then gotten disappointed in the end? Who hasn’t?

148: What I’m really bad at Wow, a lot of shit 😅😅😅 Dealing/talking with people is my worst probably. I’m bad at math and being an adult

149: What my greatest achievments are My art

150: The meanest thing somebody has ever said to me Don’t wanna talk about it

151: What I’d do if I won in a lottery Buy a house in Oregon.

152: What do I like about myself I guess my drawing skills. And loyalty.

153: My closest Tumblr friend Don’t have tumblr friends yo

154: Something I fantasise about Yo mama

155: Any question you’d like 👉👌

[bazzicato]

TAGGY THING ABOUT MOI (or toi)

Hey yo I was tagged by @bazyounumpty (My absolute bae Name: Rebecca - or Becca or Bex etc (but if you call me Becky I will fucking slice you open) First time you read carry on: Umm sometime around late November... (27th? 28th?) It was the day after one of my friend's birthday party and I'd stayed round ma bae Llama's ( @bazyounumpty ) the day before and we'd exchanged books (carry on being one of them). I started to read it the day I got home from the party and fuck man I could not put it down (I kinda had a bunch of homework the next day buuuuut I was too into the book. I finished it the same day lol) Times you've reread it since then: Hahahahahahaha lemme count hang on...... Idk like 4/5 times..? That's not including the number of times I've reread chapter 61/62 and fished through for quotes though... I honestly get so caught up in books that I love and reread them so often (THANKS NAOMI FOR BEING A FAB FRIEND AND GETTING ME MY OWN COPY FOR CHRISSYMAS SO I COULD REREAD IT) (and sorry Llama for rereading carry on instead of reading those Patrick Ness books I'll get started on those promise) Written any fanfiction/created any art?: I have indeeeed - one *cough* shit *cough* fan fiction and two fanarts (all for the countdown lol my fave fanart is my profile pic, a Dan and Phil crossover *cries*). I've also composed a theme for Baz on piano (my pride and joy man) and there could possibly be some sheet music soon... ;) Favourite character: Come on man Baz. B. A. Z. I composed a theme for him. I love him. He's my child. (I have many children tho, but Baz is ranked pretty high on the list I gotta say) Least favourite character: The Mage fucked me off right from the beginning tbh like he was such a dick I mean at least TRY to hide that you're an evil, delusional bastard (or be sexy about your evilness, like Loki and Moriarty Most underrated character: Gotta be the numpties. (Sorry I know it's a singular but you know all numpties are kinda the same. Numpties.) I mean, they managed to kidnap our badass son and hold him hostage for like months - while everyone goes on about how stupid they are, at least give them SOME credit that they actually managed to kidnap one of the best Wizard's of the time AND elude his entire family (also all famous and powerful wizards) for months. They can't be as stupid as everyone makes them out to be if they can do as much, right? (Plus they're funny) Initial reaction to chapter 61: I kinda already knew something was gonna happen (wasn't sure what) thanks to Llama freakin' out about it every second lols - but fuck man I didn't quite expect that. I fuckin LOVED it so much - I legit just reread the entire thing a few times before chapter 62 (and then when I read 62 I realised that was awesome too and reread that as well). Favourite quote:Don't do this to me man...... Okay it's between these ones ~ "He smiles and he's made of trouble" ~ "I know Simon and I will always be enemies.. But I thought maybe we'd get to a point where we didn't want to be." ~ "I give them some of my nothing and they're drawn to the biggest of all somethings. Then you give me more of your nothing." ^ Probs the last one actually. Idk the way is worded just makes it feel like it means so much more, even with the use of 'nothing' - it's unique..? Yah that's it anyways - I'll tag @crookedraven @classy-sassy-cassy-assy @indigoocean anddd @peacekeeperaqua cuz you're all fab

[eldritchsurveys]

351.

Do you own a pink toaster? >> No, our toaster is black.

Do you live by yourself? >> No.

Do you shower every day? >> No.

Is English your native language? >> Yes.

Do you like cleaning? >> I really don’t, for the most part. I do very much like tidying and organising, though. Cleaning a “dry” room (living room, bedroom) is much less awful than cleaning a “wet” room (kitchen, bathroom) and I’ll clean a “dry” room any day of the week.

Who is your favorite character from Harry Potter? >> Lucius Malfoy. Also, Severus Snape. Also-also... Aragog. LOL

Do you hear any music now? >> No.

Do you watch Pewdiepie? >> No. I’m still not entirely sure who he is and I can’t be arsed to find out. Are you married? >> No.

Do you like Despacito? >> I didn’t mind it the couple of times I’ve heard it.

Do you drink coffee? >> No.

Do you know any Swedish words? >> Yeah, a couple, mostly from songs.

Do you play Pokemon Go? >> No.

Do you think you’re fat? >> No, I just have [lack-of-]gender-related dysphoria which sometimes makes me think being anything other than rail-thin is the cause of all my problems.

Did you ever color your hair pink? >> No.

Do you press Caps Lock or hold Shift for capital letters? >> I hold Shift.

Do you own any pop figures? >> Like Funko Pops? Yeah, a few.

Do you like Dr. Phil? >> Not at all.

Do you prefer to be inside or outside? >> My preference is based on what activity I’m doing.

Do you drink energy drinks? >> No.

Do you eat meat? >> Yeah.

Do you need to do the dishes? >> No.

Do you have any posters in your room? >> I still have that Cradle of Filth poster up because I just haven’t taken it down.

How old were you 2010? >> I turned 23.

Are you scared of clowns? >> No.

Who is your favorite youtuber? >> I don’t have one favourite, just channels I’m more likely to watch than others.

Do you have any subscribers on youtube? >> No, because I don’t post on Youtube.

Do you believe in ghosts? >> No.

Do you salt your popcorn? >> I don’t eat popcorn.

Do you like McDonalds? >> Meh, it can be all right sometimes.

Do you have a Steam account? >> Yeah.

Is the sun shining right now? >> I think it’s mostly cloudy right now.

What time is it? >> 8p EST. How much battery do you have on your phone? >> 96%. What device are you using while taking this survey? >> Laptop. Do you brush your teeth everyday? >> Usually.

Do you bite your nails? >> Nope.

What’s your gender? >> N/A

Do you like gaming? >> Yes, very much.

What’s the first word that comes to your mind if I say: Boop! >> Snoot.

What month is it? >> August.

Do you like reading books? >> Sure do.

Have you ever played Five Nights at Freddy’s? >> No.

Do you like horror movies? >> I generally do, yeah.

Do you own a TV? >> We have one in the living room, yes.

Is your favorite animal a dog? >> One of my favourite animals is a dog, yes.

Do you have a pet cat? >> I don’t, but I live with someone else’s.

Do you like chicken nuggets? >> Not really.

What color is the ceiling in the room? >> Off-white or whatever.

Do you own a car? >> No.

What age do you turn on your next birthday? >> 33.

Do you like religion? >> I love religion.

Have you ever tried Akinator? >> Yeah, I used to have so much fun with that, lmao. I think I stumped it once.

Do you like Grand Theft Auto V? >> Never played it.

Are you wearing socks right now? >> No.

Do you have a headache? >> No.

Do you cry a lot? >> No.

Can you twerk? >> Not really. I thought about teaching myself but I always forget about it.

Do you like dabbing? >> No.

Name four things in the room. >> Fan, dresser, clothes rack, bed.

Can money buy you happiness? >> There is no definitive answer to this question. It’s an entirely subjective thing.

What was the last country you visited? >> I haven’t been outside this one.

Do you live in a town? >> I technically live in a suburb, I think. Not sure if Grand Rapids is big enough to have actual suburbs, but if it is, this would be one.

Do you like fishing? >> Never been.

Do you want to be famous? >> Not at all.

Do you have any siblings? >> ---

Have you ever been to a funeral? >> Yeah.

Do you have a Spotify Account? >> Sure do.

Have you heard of Blizzard Entertainment? >> Yep, I used to have a WoW sub.

Do you drink milk? >> No.

Are you tired? >> A little, but not enough for it to matter.

Do you like bananas? >> Noooooo.

Are you addicted to anything? >> I don’t think I am, no.

Are your hands always cold? >> Not to me.

Are you in love? >> ---

What’s the temperature outside? >> 81*F, according to the NOAA app.

Do you like snow? >> I used to, but dealing with the snow overkill here has drastically dulled its appeal.

Where are you from? >> Todash darkness.

Would you rather Play, Pause, Rewind, Fast Forward or Stop? >> Er...

Do you know your phone number? >> Yeah.

Do you like sleeping? >> I don’t. But it sure beats sleep deprivation.

What do you think of Fifty Shades of Grey? >> It’s not my thing.

Do you swear in front of children? >> Yeah, unless I’m specifically asked not to.

Is my grammar fine? >> It works for me.