#dansstripedsweater

[dans-striped-sweater]

There she is, my brand

[wehangout]

44 for the kissing promts please :') (preferably set in the earlier seasons 👀)

44. tentative kisses given in the dark.

(this is set the night of the sleepover in s3)

It’s dark in your bedroom. The bedroom door’s shut – even though no one’s due home for days – and all the lights are off. A small glimpse of moonlight shines in through the open curtains and window, but it’s not much. It’s enough to see Gallagher’s pale skin glow as he climbs into bed next to you, but that’s it.

It’s hot, too, but you have the blanket pulled up, right up to your chin, and you watch as Gallagher does the same once he’s next to you. Next to you, but not touching. Which is stupid, because you spent the night making out and then fucking on the couch and there’s no good reason to not touch now.

Now. Now that you’re in bed together, and that’s what’s fucked up, that’s what changes everything.

Because this is new. Everything about this night has been new – the hours of kissing, the long, drawn-out fuck, the sleeping over – but sharing a bed … that’s something else entirely. That makes kissing and fucking and sleeping that much more private, that much more personal, that you can’t lower the blanket, you can’t move closer, you can barely even look at him.

But you want to look at him and you want to move closer and you want to lower the blanket. You want to be pressed against him, naked, for the entire fucking night. You want to get what you want for once, without fear.

So you shuffle forward, just a tiny bit, but it’s enough. Enough to give Gallagher the go-ahead he was so obviously waiting for, and he moves his body closer, next to you, almost touching. And it’s nice. Even under the blanket you like the heat you can feel from him, like the fact that he’s staying all night, love the knowledge that he’s wearing nothing and it’s all skin.

You scoot forward again. His knee brushes yours. You breathe in his air. He whispers your name.

You kiss him. It’s small, hesitant, soft. It’s less of a kiss that the first one in the van. Then you had been scared shitless, but so fucking determined. Now you’re still scared shitless, but done, so fucking done, with not having what you want.

So you kiss him again. Small, again. You kiss him and you kiss him, close-mouthed pecks that he returns every single time until he’s pressed up against you, body hot and sweaty, heart pounding just as loudly as yours.

[rachelpedd]

I LOVE your builds! Do you share them on the gallery as well?

Thank you! I do, yes. My Origin ID is RachelPedd. 😊

[letswaitforme]

a mother knows best

tumblr prompt from  @dansstripedsweater

A rather vague but imo valid fic prompt: 2009/2010!phan including Kath being a saint preferably in December. Maybe a bit of dnp playing around in the snow?? Yes I’m a sucker for fluff

thank you so much for sending this prompt (and i’m sorry it took so long and i hope it doesn’t disappoint, this is the first time i’ve ever wrote dnp) 

summary: a mother knows but she just watches

words: 1.2k

fluffy, boys in love with a supportive mother

read on ao3

thank you @intoapuddle for reading & giving me feedback you’re literally an angel 🥺🖤

[intoapuddle]

it actually sounds like dan at 06:13 holy fuck. did you also notice when he whispers “oak” around 8:23 because phil forgot it? 👀

i’ve been told about the supposed “oak” whisper but the person said they were hallucinating so, i guess you were experiencing a shared hallucination? good for you tbh ^-^

[combeauferre]

9, 15 or 44 for the writing prompts (or all combined👀)

9 - there’s only one bed and we sleep as far away as possible from each other but wake up cuddling 

15 - drunkenly confessing feelings

44 - i’m your new neighbour and i got locked out, help!

The first time Dan meets Phil, he’s not impressed. It’s 11pm, he’s tired, and he’s settling down in bed to browse the internet for a few hours. He’s comfortable, and he doesn’t have any reason to move. Until he hears the doorbell go. 

He groans as loud as he can, loud enough that he hopes the person at the door can hear him, and trudges out in his pyjamas. When he opens the door, he doesn’t recognise the person stood outside. 

“Hi,” the person says sheepishly. “I’m new here. Phil. I uh. Locked myself out.” 

Dan tries his best not to huff. He really does. But he is so tired, and the last thing he wanted was to have to ring his landlord for someone else’s fucking problem. The sigh leaves his mouth before he can stop it, and he immediately feels guilty. Phil’s face drops and he begins to mumble apologies after apologies. He didn’t mean to lock himself out, Dan supposes. He grumbles something about it being okay, and begrudgingly sits down next to Phil on the floor outside his door to wait for the landlord. 

-

He wishes it wasn’t true, but Dan really is growing fond of Phil. He’d brought Dan some chocolates and fancy coffee to make up for the locked out incident, and since then they see each other a lot. If one of them is going to the shop, they ask the other if they need anything. They get each other’s post if they’re going to the lobby. They say good morning when they pass each other. And Dan can’t pretend that Phil isn’t cute as fuck. Maybe he has a bit of a crush. But just a tiny one. 

Phil: Dan I’m so sorry you won’t believe what’s happened

Dan rolls his eyes. It’s 1am, and he’s not sure he’s ready for the story. 

Dan: what did u do 

Phil: Locked myself out again :( 

Dan: ffs 

“I’m not ringing John again,” Dan says as he opens the door to find Phil stood there. 

“What am I gonna do?” Phil asks, from where he’s slumped by his door. Dan rolls his eyes. 

“Come in, idiot.” 

Dan only has chairs in his apartment, and no sofa, so he tells Phil he can join Dan in his bed. There’s no real problem with it, he decides, as long as they stay as far away from each other as possible. Which they do, within the confines of Dan’s duvet. 

When Dan wakes up in the morning, he’s sweaty. Sweaty and warm, and there’s another body pressed up against him. His legs are tangled into Phil’s, he can feel his hair twitch with Phil’s breath, and his own forehead is tucked into the crook of Phil’s neck. He’s comfortable, more comfortable than he’d like to admit. And he doesn’t want to move. 

When Phil stirs, his arms tighten around Dan’s body and he murmurs a “gmorning”, a hand finding its way into Dan’s hair and scratching there. Dan sighs and mutters a good morning as well, and they begrudgingly shuffle apart as they wake up. 

- 

Dan: wanna get drunk 

Phil: What’s the occasion? 

Dan: i got fired 

Phil buys some cheap vodka and coke from the shop before he heads to Dan’s apartment. Dan looks tired but indifferent as he opens the door, and welcomes Phil in gladly. 

“What happened?” Phil asks as he follows Dan through to the kitchen. 

“I failed another mystery shopper,” Dan says with a shrug. “The guy looked about thirty, I don’t know how the fuck he was seventeen.” He sighs. “They said I won’t get fined since I lost the job, at least.” 

He gets them each a glass and they sit down on the floor in Dan’s lounge, drinking way too strong vodka cokes. Somewhere through the night, Dan starts to cry. 

“What if I can’t find another job?” he sniffs. “I gotta pay my fucking rent.” 

“Dan, you will,” Phil says with a slur. “Come here.” He pats his lap and Dan moves without any more encouragement, bracketing Phil’s legs with his own as he flops down on to Phil. 

“You’re pretty,” he says sadly as he looks down at his hands. Phil laughs. 

“You’re pretty,” he counters. Dan rolls his eyes. 

“No, Phil. You are pretty.” He pokes at Phil’s chest. “And you’re funny. I wanted to fucking hate you when we met. You and your fucking keys.” 

Phil laughs. 

“I still feel bad,” he says, pushing Dan’s chest back. 

“Don’t,” Dan says with a shrug. “Liked meeting you. Like you, Phil.” 

“Like you too, Dan.” 

“No,” Dan says, shaking his head. “Like you, Phil. Wanna kiss you ‘n shit.” 

Phil laughs. 

“Wanna kiss you too.” 

Dan looks up at him a little dazed, and leans forward without a second thought. It’s a sloppy kiss, and it turns into sloppy making out. But that’s okay. There’s time for good kissing once they’re sober. 

[natigail]

List five things that make you happy, then put this in the ask box of the last ten people who reblogged something from you to spread some happiness in the world! 🌈

I answered one of these a week or two ago (x) but I am always up for talking about things that make me happy again.

1. Online friendships

Seriously, I cannot even imagine what it would be like not to have you all. I’ve gotten to know so many people from all around the world, and even if we mostly just pop in on each other here and there, I just love that we’ve formed a bond across the internet. Just because we liked some of the same things? That’s so neat. All of my mutuals, my group chat and also the word war crew are just a compilation of really neat humans that I’m lucky to “know”.

2. The tranquility of nature

In particular, forest rides and walks along the beach with the dogs. It feels like time works different. When I get up on my horse and set off, we are on a little adventure of our own. A place where my phone is staying firmly in my pocket and I have all my attention focused on just being. Same with walks along the beach, which is something I’ve done a lot in the last eight months. There is something about the scent of salt in the air and the open area with a couple of dogs frolicking around.

3. My imagination

I was a very imaginative child growing up, spinning stories out of nothing and knowing how to play by myself. I still create stories - in writing, obviously - but also just in my head. Most of my stories that are put into words are often just started as a random train of thought. I can almost see it in my head, words flowing back and forth, in a dialogue that’s seemingly plucked out of nothing. I love that I still do that, even after all these years.

4. Sanders Sides

This goddamn web series and Thomas Sanders himself have brought me so much joy. I love the topics they tackle and the character development. I have my favourite Side but I still care about every single character and their progression. It’s so cool to see a whole show just having grown out of a little silly concept and now it’s so freaking well done. Massive kudos to Thomas, Joan and the whole time. My favourite character, Virgil who is partly the embodiment of anxiety, also just helped me feel like my own anxiety was something that was a little more tangible, a little more manageable and I really needed that when he first popped up.

5. YouTube

Yes, sounds a bit odd, right? Well, I discovered that YouTube wasn’t just a website for silly cat videos, or just for hosting videos for whatever school projects you needed, back in 2013. I was late to the party clearly, but that was when I found out that people uploaded “vlogs” on there and it was like a whole new world opened up. I fell into the YouTube hole back then and I’ve never wanted to climb out. Frankly, I struggle to remember what I did without the constant content on YouTube by creators making me smile. It’s made me find Connor Franta, Troye Sivan, Dan Howell, Phil Lester, Lilly Singh, Dodie Clark, Thomas Sanders, Seán McLoughlin and Jenna Marbles to just name a few of the ones that are still near and dear to my heart. 

Ah, Dana, this was a lot of fun. Sorry it took me a while to get around to answering this, but thank you for dropping it into my inbox, my friend. I hope you’re well.

[shookethbrooketh]

Asdfghljk brooke omg congrats

lfdsfjdlsk thanks phil finally seems to have begun to tolerate me, wack 

[hereandqueer-eek]

hey, how are you? how's your week going? :))

hi dana!! lovely to hear from you! :) it’s,, yk, fine, i’m enjoying summer-break but the lowkey stress in the back of my mind about school isn’t becoming any less prominent, now that that’s actually soon, both bc of the situation rn and just School.. men du ved, det er vel lidt som det altid er, alt i alt er tingene såvidt ok, men det ville nok være lidt optimistisk at sige for meget mere end det. but this week at least has been pretty chill, so that’s nice enough :) how about you? how are you feeling?

[amazingdan]

2, 8 and 13 🌈

2. do you do something creative/related irl as well?

i do theatrical lighting design (when we’re not in the middle of a pandemic rip the theatre and performing arts industries). i also want to get more into painting although so far i’ve only done a portrait of my dog

8. your favourite graphic/gif created by yourself?

imo the best gifset i’ve ever made is this one of dnp acknowledging their lesbian followers! i had never made any gifs before when i had the idea for it, so as well as being a concept that made me really happy it’s also what got me into gifmaking in the first place

13. font/s you see being used which you dislike

idk specifics but personally i’m not into really chunky fonts and also fonts whose purpose is to look fancy rather than to convey text. with my own gifs, i’m so particular about the font i use that i reupload them to a whole separate website to add text because ezgif doesn’t have it as an option. which adds extra hassle but for me it’s worth it

[dans-striped-sweater]

Thank you dan for defending my honor

[manchestereyes]

ASDOWOWIFVICNMEU CLAIRE WHAT THE HECK 🥰

OMG THANK YOU DANA MY INNER DANNIE IS T H R I V I N G I HAVE NEVER LOVED HIM MORE 💞💘💞💞💞💘💘💝💓💘

[yikesola]

Thank you for linking to my post in your post about the ls from 2017 :’)

oh gosh, thank You for reminding me of such a lovely innocuous moment 🥺🥺🥰

[phantrashcan]

584???

less than that !

[intoapuddle]

Spoiler!! :))

unrelated to the last spoiler i gave, i may possibly be working on another chaptered fic :))

send me a spoiler and i’ll give you a vague spoiler about a story i’m writing

[combeauferre]

Top 5 fanfics!!

ohhhh MAN where do i fucking start only five??? murder me 

ok so for real my no.1 dnp fic is a match and a fuse by @waveydnp i reread it over the weekend and i’m still finding new stuff that i didn’t find before even when i’ve read it like 10 times 

after this it’s not gonna be particular order u guys are just so fucking talented it makes me want to scream 

a rose by any other name (would smell as sweet) by @midnightskydan was such a beautiful read and honestly it made me want to sob my heart out bless 

does a whole series count as one fic? bc the lover dearest au by @dayevsphil is one of the best fucking things ive ever read 

i’ve made it this far on my own (everyone prays in the end) by spaceandvinyls really hit home for me in a way nothing has before and it’s a beautiful beautiful fic

final one is tears dry slowly by martainez which just,,, hits me so hard every time i read it and it always fits the perfect hurt/comfort spot for me 

this is definitely not an exhaustive list but when i get to 50 dnp fics on my ao3 i’m going to do a full fic rec and not hold back soooo