#phan fic

[phantomwithbreakfast]

~ 𝐀𝐟𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐎𝐟 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐈𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 ~

⟢ One-shot Danny Phantom — Genre: Angst / Hurt — TW: Emotional Distress — Rating: T — AU? — First Person’s POV

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There he was—there it was.

My reflection stared back, the green glow of my eyes erratic, flickering like a faulty lightbulb. I wasn’t just looking at myself—I was looking through myself, and I hated what I saw. Not just the face staring back, but the endless spiral behind it—pulling me deeper into some unknowable abyss.

I couldn’t stop thinking about the battle. That one battle. Not with a ghost, not with some lurking threat—but with myself.

The dark part of… me.

The part that had escaped.

Again.

I’d won, of course—I had to believe that. I was the good side of myself, wasn’t I?

The hero.

But winning didn’t feel like triumph. It felt like a delay. Some whispers of the future lingering behind me, leaning over my shoulders, suffocating me with their burden.

I was afraid of becoming him.

That dangerous, older me. That monstrous version of myself that had been waiting all along.

All the—what ifs—it claws at the edges of my thoughts, unraveling my already frayed mind.

What if I couldn’t stop it? What if I was already becoming that monster? What if it was inevitable?

I stared deeper into the mirror, my fists tightening until my nails bit into my palms through my white gloves. I thought about my family, my friends—the people who had always been there. I’d already pushed them away, hadn’t I?

Maybe they aren’t even my friends anymore. Maybe I don’t deserve them.

Sam and Tucker had gone to college, following their dreams like normal people. Jazz was too busy carving her own path to stay. And me? I had stayed behind in the crumbling town I couldn’t abandon, giving up my dream of going to space. Protecting people was my purpose now. At least, that’s what I told myself. But deep down, I wasn’t so sure anymore.

Was it a noble choice—or a coward’s excuse?

You could still go. You could leave. You could be an astronaut. Fly into space. Fulfill the dream. Your dream.

But it wouldn’t be the same. Nothing ever would.

I gritted my teeth, my reflection rippling in the glass like a warped painting.

Happy thoughts, I told myself. But they didn’t come. They never did anymore. It was always easier to sink into the darker ones, to let them drag myself down into the undertow.

The mocking voices of ghosts, the weight of battles fought and won—none of it mattered in the face of the gnawing feeling in my chest.

My core.

It purred softly, a dissonant hum, both comforting and sinister.

It felt… so freaking wrong.

As if it didn’t belong to me anymore. As if Phantom—him was bleeding into me, hollowing me out from the inside.

My breath hitched. My fingers trembled as I gripped the edges of the sink. My eyes clenched shut, but it didn’t block out the image of myself—the warped, flickering, monstrous reflection staring back. I felt like a glass that was about to shatter, cracks spidering across my soul.

Stop it. Stop it. Stop it.

I punched my palms tighter until the pain jolted me back. But the ache in my chest was worse. Phantom wasn’t just part of me. Phantom was me.

My breath staggered in my throat—a sob trembling on the edge of release. My knuckles ached, my chest burned, and that pressure—that suffocating pressure—kept building on.

“Get out of my head!” I screamed, my voice raw, ripping through the suffocating silence.

The sound reverberated in the tiny room, crashing into the walls and returning to me like a ghostly echo. My reflection flickered again—glowing red of Phantom’s eyes overtaking my own for the briefest moment before fading back into green.

But it wasn’t enough.

“Leave me alone!” I shouted again, this time so forcefully that my throat hurt, as though I was tearing myself apart. The sound cracked into a wail—an uncontrollable, heart-shattering release.

Green tears left cold trails down my cheeks as I screamed again, and again, and again… until the room seemed to quake.

The mirror shattered.

Shards exploded outward, raining onto the counter, the floor, my arms. A jagged piece nicked my cheek, drawing a thin line of green that dripped down onto my trembling hand.

I didn’t care.

My reflection was gone—splintered into a thousand fractured pieces scattered at my feet.

My knees buckled, and I barely caught myself against the sink. My hands shivered, slipping on the porcelain.

I sank to the floor, my back pressed against the cold tile, knees pulled to my chest. My hands tangled in my snow-white hair as sobs wracked my body. Every shuddering breath felt like it might break me further.

The shards of glass caught the dim light, a kaleidoscope of chaos surrounding me, reflecting parts of me I couldn’t escape from.

I clutched my chest, my core still purring that discordant frequency—like a faint, mocking laugh echoing from deep within.

“I’m scared,” I whispered to—no one. My voice cracked. “I don’t want to become… him.”

My words dissolved into another sob as I curled tighter, the shattered mirror fragments glinting like stars against the dark void I felt, pulling me under.

“I will never turn into you.”

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Okay. First time I drew Dan. I was scared. Scared of those eyes. Those eyes that pierced the whole time into mine—no, through mine. I should’ve waited with his eyes until the end, but of course, I didn’t.

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⟢ You can find my Phan fics here.

[thighguys]

Phan Fic Recs!!

here's a bunch of my absolute favorites for anyone who needs a distraction from the election <3 i will make a second post with shorter ones as well, this post will just be fics that are over 10k

Inheriting Love by Fictropes (22k)- Dan is a lawyer who executes wills in a small town in the English countryside, and Phil's aunt leaves him a house. One of the cutest fics I've read recently tbh, lots of banter and cows<3

Silver Arrows to the Heart by @evermorepeyton (137k, WIP)- How could i POSSIBLY make a rec list without including this masterpiece??? Dan and Phil are Formula 1 drivers, chaos ensues<3 sooooo much fun (and there are some really beautiful cool women in there too, just as a treat)

dancing on the blades (you set my heart on fire) by kishere (123k)- Dan is an amateur figure skater who scores a spot at the famous Lester training gym, where he meets the legendary Phil Lester and of course they fall in love... this one has sooo many cute fetus moments and wonderful cameos from Kath<3 absolutely love it

Like a Bowl of Oranges by cloej88 (@bitchslapblastoids) (47k)- Phil is a filmmaker looking to amplify queer stories in the media, Dan is a ghostwriter who's been writing a memoir on the side, you can guess what happens next. very VERY fun fic, lots of drama and lovely reflection, as well as the softest scenes between them. love this one (and the author :3)

The Odd Uneven Time by @yikesola (20k)- A 2009 fic from Phil's perspective, falling in love with a boy over the Internet. Absolutely WONDERFUL vibes, so so so cute (and it probably happened in real life ahaha)

Live Incidentally by yikesola (37k)- Phil makes novelty t-shirts and Dan buys them :) really funny, also some great Lester family moments

The Pianist Everyone Is Talking About... Is My Husband by @natigail (25k)- Dan is a famous pianist, Phil plays his songs on the radio, but nobody knows that they're actually married. Lots of chaos ensues, crazy fangirls can feel super represented, and Dan laughs at Phil about it all<3 this fic is so funny lol, highly HIGHLY recommend

Kick Me While I'm Down by jerserker (14k)- Dan and Phil join an adult kickball league! Phil just wants to make friends, and Dan... kicks everyone's asses <3 Really funny competitive Dan, fun times honestly :)

missing the obvious by Fictropes (14k)- Dan plays videogames in an anonymous Discord server at night, and during the day he goes to his boring office job and hooks up with his coworker Phil in bathroom stalls... I wonder how these two things could possibly be connected...

Our House by sierradeux (50k)- Dan is a real estate agent, Phil is a Youtube house flipper, they team up to cohost an HGTV renovation special and fall in love. With the house, obviously. But also with each other <3 this is one of my favorites guys I think it should be required reading for everyone on phannie tumblr

maybe this christmas by blackbirddan (13k)- it's November, im allowed to rec christmas fics now, right??? anyway, this one is HUGE for fans of the Lester and Howell families, just so so so soft and sweet and awesome<3

Strictly Come Dancing but make it GAY by natigail (176k)- i mean this one has a pretty self explanatory title... read for super hot dancer Phil, awkward celebrity Dan, and so so so many beautiful outfit and dance descriptions :3 seriously, I wish I could watch this season irl :( this is for sure in my top 3 fics of all time to be so honest

they grew up so nicely, didn't they? by natigail (15k)- Cornelia pov on meeting the boy Phil brought home, and then throughout the years. SO CUTE!!!!! really big for fans of outsider pov (me)

okie dokie<3 i will be making an under 10k rec list as well, so be on the lookout for that one!

[zackstriker]

“What are you thinking about?” Phil asks, chlorine trailing down the brushstroke curve of his long, lean neck. Ivory and charming and all his, his, his.

Dan wants to say, every brutal thing I have ever wanted to do to you. The asthmatic ‘I Love You’s that keep getting caught deep in my lungs. How even under a full-toothed sun you are bright enough to chemically alter the cells of my skin. You sick form of radiation. You lovely sunburn of a man.

“If you were an animal figurine what animal would you be?” He says instead.

Read the rest: Here.

[danixscarlet]

Have u ever Dan and Phile’d so hard you accidentally get into formula 1

[ratzinmybasement]

Medieval Dip and Pip is something special to me. This piece took me 19 hours to complete but since I see them tomorrow I got a burst of inspo to finish it. Was listening to this song while making most of it 👇 @amazingphil @danielhowell

[cozyfoxy]

I truly think Dan and Phil have a love that most of us will never be lucky enough to understand. They’re best friends, you can tell by how they talk to each other, their inside jokes, weird antidotes and how they laugh freely. They’re business partners, I mean seriously look at all they’ve accomplished not only together, but separately. They’re soulmates, sure, Dan doesn’t believe in soulmates but I do, and damn, they are the literal definition of the word. It doesn’t even matter if they’re lovers or not, their lives are so carefully intertwined together, they love each other so wholeheartedly. It’s absolutely beautiful.

Watching them no longer be careful on camera, no longer panic about what they do or say to the Phans is beautiful. When I think of fate, I can’t help but think of Dan and Phil. Maybe that’s a big reason why I love them so much; their love reminds me that some connections that feel completely by chance, are really meant to be. Just think of who you would be if your life hadn’t been touched by Dan and Phil. They were meant to be, in whatever form they are. They were always meant to make a great impact.

[hips-dont-lieculosis]

Ok I had a thought, I feel like dan and Phil’s relationship with the phandom at this point is like sitcom “were secretly together but we can’t let our friends know” vibes and we are the friends. They think that they’re doing a great job at hiding it because they’re saying they’re friends and they tease each other all the time and pretend that they’re sooo annoyed by the other, but really everyone knows what’s going on and we’re just waiting for them to actually say it so we’re not beating them to the punch, and then when it finally is revealed it’s gonna be a “we love you guys and we’re so happy and proud of you for telling us but…. We knew”, also I feel like this would make a great fan fic

[echoghost1]

Phic Phight Phic #2!!!

Title: EctoBath

Word Count: 711

Prompt: Jack or Maddie walk in on Danny taking a bath in ectoplasm.

Prompter: @phantomphangphucker

You can read it on AO3 or down below the cut!

Danny entered the basement with the intent of just emptying the thermos before working on some homework. 

He was distracted when he noticed the vat.

He wasn’t sure he’d ever figure out how his parents were able to build such large things in such short amounts of time. He was just here yesterday and it was not there.

He stared at the vat a few seconds longer but decided to empty the thermos and then investigate. 

Once that was done he returned his attention to the vat.

He vaguely remembered his parents talking about some new project that used a special type of ectoplasm at dinner last night, but he stopped paying attention when he realized it was just a research thing and not a weapon.

Also he had been super hungry since he had missed lunch due to a ghost fight.

The only clue he had was that on the vat was a label that read “Experiment 257”.

He wondered if that number was right, but his parents did seem to make something new at least once a week, if not more, so he supposed they could be nearing 300.

He leaned a little closer to the vat and peered over the edge.

The first thing he noticed was that the color wasn’t quite as vibrant as he was used to seeing from ectoplasm. This batch also had a pleasant scent that he couldn’t quite place.

He had absolutely no idea what his parents could have done to make it like, but that but didn’t seem to be a bad thing.

Danny reached his hand onto the vat out of curiosity. If it looked and smelled differently, maybe it felt different too.

The texture was rather pleasant. Less slimy than normal ectoplasm and it reminded him of a nice warm bath.

Although it wasn't warm or purely liquid, so it was more like it had the vibes of a bath.

He was glad there was no one around he had to try and explain this to.

The next thing he knew he was chin deep in the vat, blissed out on the altered ectoplasm.

He didn't remember climbing in but he was so comfortable he didn't particularly care.

Or at least he didn't until his parents were suddenly in the basement too.

“Don’t worry Danny! I’ll save you!” His dad said before he scooped him out. He was dangled over the vat for a few seconds so the excess dripped off and it made him feel like a naughty kitten.

“Oh you poor thing.” His mom said as she came over to check on him after he got set back on the ground, “Did you see the ghost that dropped you in there?”

“No, it happened pretty fast.” Which wasn’t technically a lie. He didn’t see himself jump into the vat after all.

“Well let’s get you cleaned up,” his mom said as she started to guide him towards the safety shower. 

“Make sure to put your clothes in the hazard bin.” she added.

“Aw, what?!”

“You know the rules, no ectoplasm in the washing machine. Not after last time.” His mom chided, “Do you want me to get you something to change into?”

“I'll be fine.”

“Alright then.” She turned to Jack, “I think we should get a lid for that vat so this doesn't happen again.”

“Good idea Mads! I think there's a good piece of scrap in the shed that should fit!”

His parents went back the way they came and finally left Danny to his own devices.

He stood over the drain and focused his intangibility to drop all the ectoplasm, leaving him spotless.

He walked over to one of the cupboards and found a small container with a lid.

He got himself a generous scoop of the ectoplasm and sealed the lid. “I'm sure they won't miss a little bit.”

He turned invisible and flew back up to his room so he could change. 

He tossed his clothes in the back of his closet and figured he could wear them again in about a week when his parents would have promptly forgotten which outfit he had gotten covered in ectoplasm.

His sample was carefully tucked into the drawer of his bedside table. 

Just in case.

[interrupted-by-fireworksss]

fic reccs,,???

saw a predictions post ab dan wearing skirts casually and realized there is a phyuri drought in my phone rn

i’ll take anything . butch , phutch, fluff, nsfw et cetera <3

[llama-sidekick]

My thoughts on the video:

- why is it so in character that Dans first story is enemies to lovers

- I want that heirs of different kingdoms to lovers story now, but good

- yes large enchanted hippo wins

- forbidden love I see what they like in a story now

- what about heirs of different kingdoms to forbidden lovers

- "his prince" 😭 how is Phil so babygirl even in his own fiction

- "best friend" yes we know what thats the code for

- how come Dan gives is mpreg and Phil gives us tragic lovers dying AND HOW IS THAT SO OPPOSITE AND YET SO FITTING TO THEM

- "lets be the chosen one together" actually fair trope I want to write this

- but not like this

- "scared and throbbing" 😭

Please tell me your thoughts I cant tank this on my own

[r1caner]

when the train came it was so big and powerful

rated E | oneshot | 6.4k words

It is 2009, and things are going to change. Dan thinks so, anyway.

a dnp fic for the 15th 19th of october.

[phantomwithbreakfast]

~ Danny Phantom ~

“What does it feel like? To be terrified of yourself—of what you are becoming? The future looms not like an open road but a trap, a dark inevitability. You’re not waiting for it, not watching for it. You’re running. Trying to ignore the whispers in your head, lying to yourself that it’s fine, that it’ll always be fine.”

When the sun goes under the line called a horizon, the night sky comes to life. A silvery moon’s light bathing the eerie glow of an aura, catching the shadow out of the black.

The darkness surrounded him, with little sparks of hope. Stars that couldn’t catch him, neither he could catch.

His veins flowing with cold fire, tingling skin feeling intangible. A mind that’s filled with hollow, yet spiraling in chaos. Split into divergent, until down and dusk.

Why are you doing this to me? You leave me standing here, can’t you see. I was lost in your eyes, this was never meant to arise. You were my hero, always to be. But now you’ve vanished, you’re no longer with me.

We tried to carry on, but it wasn’t right. Forever burned in memory, like a song in the night.

Why does this hurt, hurt so much. It was never meant to be, as such. You gave me strength to stand alone, but now I cry when I’m on my own. Drowning inside, lost in a sea, why are you doing this to me? It makes me weak, a strange kind of ache, you’ll never understand the pain I take.

The memories keep running on, of how it used to be, before you were gone. The hero you were is no longer here, you flew away, so light, like a feather near. Don’t do this to me, please come back.

I still wonder why it had to be this way, so much potential, yet it all went astray. You went a different path, never to be seen, this wasn’t meant to happen, it was too obscene.

It lingers like a song, etched in my mind, it should have brought us joy, a love so kind. Like a song, will you ever return?

When will you be here again? I miss you more with every grain. Forever chained within my heart, I bring you to life through every art. In my memory, you’ll always remain, and beside you, I’ll forever stand.

“I want to cry, I want to scream, but I can’t. I mustn’t.”

The storm raged on, tearing through the night. Shadows of fear and regret clung to her like chains.

“Take my hand,” Danny said, his voice calm, cutting through the chaos.

“Why? So you can watch me crumble? So I can drag you down with me?”

His eyes softened, but his hand never wavered. “If you crumble, I’ll catch you, I’ll follow. Just trust me.”

“You… don’t understand.”

“I don’t need to understand,” he said softly. “I’ll carry you, no matter what happens, I’ll never let you fall.”

Slowly and with a trembling hand, she reached for him. Their fingers met, and his grip was strong, cold but alive—everything she thought she’d lost.

The chaos began to still, and she felt the faint echo of something she thought was gone.

Hope.

Those were random texts I wrote through the years of my own existence.

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You can read my Phan Fics on FanFiction.net. PhantomWithBreakfast

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Note to myself again…

About the drawings, I was just playing (practicing) with lighting, shading, etc…

Expressions, mouths... Yeah, still working on that. I was too lazy to shade the hair, lol.

Still hate drawing hands.

And the funny thing is, just because I’m drawing every day, I’ll always find new ways to try to improve my art (duh). Because I’m never happy when I’ve ‘finished’ one.

[thighguys]

Phan Fic Recs #2

this rec list is for fics under 10k!! short but sweet to distract from the utter chaos of the world right now<3

Night In by @antiadvil (2k)- SO SWEET!!! a soft night in the phouse, featuring spaghetti, nail polish, and plenty of kissing<3

be sure to ring the doorbell by frostbitten_cheeks (5k)- Dan is a bored reporter, Phil is a vampire who starts leaving his victims in Dan's kitchen. soooo funny, ft. so many bad puns<3

A Stranger I Know Well by SoManyRegrets (4k)- Phil has a secret boyfriend, and all his friends want to know who it could possibly be... silly but also really sweet <3

Electronics and the Phil's that break them by Fictropes (9k)- Dan is a tech repairman, Phil is a tech destroyer <3 is it on purpose? who can say? one of my favorite shorter fics ever honestly, SO funny

a little bitter, mostly sweet by antiadvil (2k)- Dan is a barista, Phil drinks coffee, and also they're in love <3 SO CUTE!!! i adore this author, they're so good at writing their soft interactions and their fics have such good migraine representation as well (also they're SO sweet ily<3)

rebrand by @dan-whoell (3k)- blonde Phil fic!!!! Phil has a tiny little identity crisis and meets the guy of his dreams<3 really great banter, so cute

Marry Me? by @yikesola (3k)- Dan proposes to Phil via video <3 adore this one, SO cute

the logistics of a sex rod by Fictropes, sierradeux (6k)- crossover of 2 of my favorite authors?? hello???? this is soooo funny and i absolutely love it<3

blind date gone wrong?! (not clickbait) by overmyhead (4k)- Phil gets stood up on a blind date, but somehow he still finds the one <3

holiday by dan-whoell (1k)- they go on holiday in 2010 and in 2024<3 i LOVE THEM!!!

wouldn't it be nice by @possumdnp (3k)- Dan and Phil tour bus bed conversations over the years<3 I ADORE THEM SO MUCH!!!

giant shoutout to antiadvil, possumdnp, and dan-whoell as well because they have SO MANY FICS i can't possibly link them all here. they are ALL great though so i highly recommend checking out their ao3 profiles and reading all their stuff, they absolutely rock<3

[zackstriker]

Dan hadn’t written vows, but if he had they would’ve sounded something like this:

You showed me I do not need to be perfect to be deserving. In no world do I deserve you, but I hold you in my arms anyway. I know every fingernail, every mole, every firm press of your mouth, every wrinkle. I know the way you won't walk on the grass so as to avoid crushing the clover. In the morning you smell like water vapor and stardust and every tear you cry convinces me that God must be real because the way emotion blooms within you is divine. You oil painting with teeth, you epistolary sunlight, you creature of my own pulse. If God ever did anything right it was forming you from atoms and mud, breaking your rib, and giving you to me. And I, in turn, give myself to you.

When the kiss ended, he ignored all the applause and pressed their foreheads together, took a breath just to feel the hot spring air swell deep in his lungs, tricked himself into thinking he could inhale Phil if he tried hard enough. When they were this close, so close that Dan could count the frail eyelashes that stuck out from Phil’s translucent eyelids, he forgot himself. Dan Howell became a heart without a body.

Read the rest: here

(( my gift for @gamingbeats for the @phandomgiftexchange <3 ))

[danixscarlet]

I had a no but seriously imagine it moment,

Dan and Phil upload a video titled “reading fanfiction about ourselves” as a like joke video haha so funny our fanfics are unhinged as fuck. But then, they start reading an emotional one like linger on and it gets really sad and they’re crying and get so moved by it.

Yeah that’s it.

[phanartist]

Did you write ‘The Hat Fic’? 🐹👒