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is tumblr really out here deleting the header and profile pic or is my computer just dumb.. 

ok the profile pic is back but the header is still gone,, odd flex

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Hi! I’d just like to ask a quick question if u don’t mind lol. I’ve recently read ur book perks of being in a gang on wattpad and was wondering if u intend to continue it or nah. Thank you! I really enjoy ur style of writing btw ;))

Hnnnggggggggg. I’m slowly finishing it. I show up every couple months for like 10 minutes. Maybe I’ll finish it during / after exams

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#Spon

Summary: Phil promos his merch around the house, and gets more than he asked for

Word count: 2313

Warnings: rimming, overstim, daddy kink, blowjobs, rlly questionable dirty talk

A/n: i wrote a decent chunk of this at 3 am half asleep so its probably a self-indulgent typo filled mess

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aesthetics

I literally don’t know why this prompt resonated with me so much, but it did

Also, I put Dan in those Instagram silk shorts that make your ass look like a goddamn pillow

Description: Funded by Phil’s family money, Dam runs a pretentious aesthetic porn blog. One day, he gets an idea for a photoshoot, and he needs Phil’s help to do it, or more specifically, Phil’s mouth. Genre: Smut Warnings: sex, swearing Word count: 5k (holy shit) Tags: friendstolovers, anal sex, blow job, rimming, fingering, sugar daddy, sugar baby, Phan smut, jealous!phil, praise kink ——– If someone were to ask Dan how he would describe himself, he would probably say something like ‘artistic’. If someone were to ask Phil to describe Dan, he would say something along the lines of ‘pretentious.’ Both were true.

Dan held the status of what most people deemed useless: tumblr famous. Yes, one of the worst types of famous. Not from Instagram or YouTube or even porn. Nope, a bunch of angsty tweens, teens, and young adults viewed his photography as daring and creative.

But the burden fell on Phil to take pictures of Dan, the ones that ended up being the most liked and reblogged. He didn’t understand why he had to do it, it wasn’t like this photo of Dan with flowers in his hair was going to pay their bills.

No, Phil’s trust fund did that. Despite having family money, he lived a relatively modest lifestyle. He rented out a two-bedroom flat in London and had a job. When he saw how much his friend was struggling with law school, he offered to help him.

“You should just drop out,” Phil told him. “This is killing you. You can move in with me, I’ll just get a bigger flat.”

Dan laughed bitterly at that. “And how do you expect to do that. Phil, you can’t support two people in Manchester off of being a photographer-for-hire.”

The older of the two looked down at his feet. He didn’t like to tell people about his family money. It made him feel weird. Uncomfortable. But he knew he could trust Dan.

“I can support the both of us in a larger flat.”  

This made Dan laugh. “Alright yeah, I’m sure.”

“And let’s move Dan, we can go to London.”

“You’re in over your head, Phil. Your photography is good, but the rent is even more expensive there. Taking pictures can’t pay the rent.”

“No, but having a trust-fund might.”

Dan’s laughter grew until he realized that Phil wasn’t laughing along with him. He slowly fell silent and frowned. Was Phil not joking? He scanned his friend’s face for any indication he was serious.

“You’re…. not kidding.”

After Dan’s shocked silence wore off after a few hours, he was running around in excitement. He didn’t have to go law school, no, he got to live with his secretly-rich best friend. Dan enjoyed his unemployed life by spending his days in sweats and scrolling through Tumblr, but soon enough he was bored of it. He wanted to create, so he did. He started his blog with images of their beautiful flat and lavish meals, but soon became popular as an aesthetic blogger.

His page had images of him pouring expensive champaign off the roof with tacky captions, but people loved them. Phil was annoyed to have to stand on a stool to take an above-shot of Dan in the bathtub with floating flowers covering his genitals.

“It’s artsy!” insisted Dan. “Just sprinkle the petals on me and take the picture.”

Phil rolled his eyes, but did as he was told. He was just wrapped around his finger. They took a couple of photos before Dan was satisfied and made Phil leave so he could protect his modesty, which was funny seeing as he posted borderline pornography on his blog.

If he wanted, he could just google his url and find countless images of Dan in fishnets, silk robes, or naked with skillfully placed objects to cover his dick. The first time Dan ran home with floral booty shorts and fishnets, Phil’s eyes practically fell out of his head.

It took all his strength to not rip those apart and fuck Dan into oblivion. Instead, he covered his hard on with his jacket and photographed him.

It was hard to live with Dan. Not because he was whiny, or touchy, or pretentious. No, Phil rather liked that about him. It was hard to live with Dan because he was virtually perfect, and Phil wanted a taste. It was like staring a chocolate cake he couldn’t eat until after dinner. Except he lived with the cake and couldn’t eat it ever.

As Phil popped some popcorn, Dan emerged from the bathroom with his favorite black silk robe around his body. Phil swallowed hard and forced a smile. “What do you wanna watch tonight?”

Dan shrugged, and walked to the couch so he could fall onto it. Phil poured the popcorn from the bag into a large snack bowl and went to join his flatmate who was sprawled out across the sofa, clicking through Netflix.

Phil’s eyes fell to Dan’s milky thighs, revealed due to the robe’s tendency to ride up whenever Dan sat or lied down. The unaware boy noticed Phil and moved over long enough for him to sit down. The moment his ass touched the sofa, Phil found himself with an arm around his waist and a curly head of hair on his shoulder. Dan was a cuddler.

“What are you feeling, bear?” Phil asked softly, stroking Dan’s back.

“Anime?” Of course, Phil agreed.

They watched Free! together for a while before Dan decided to go and edit the pictures. When the notification went off on Phil’s phone, he knew that Dan had posted them. He paused the dramatic swimming race to see them.

God, he was breathtaking. Wet hair stuck to his forehead and petals surrounded his perfect frame. Flowers that Dan has oh-so-meticulously picked out floated about the water. It looked absolutely magical. If only it hadn’t taken so long to set up.

That was another thing for Phil. He couldn’t even enjoy aesthetic photos on Tumblr anymore because now he just thought about all the behind the scenes things that went into them. Dan returned to join Phil in their secluded cuddle cocoon. That was what Phil secretly called that spot on the couch. They snuggled up under the blanket and continued watching together.

Phil was the first to wake up in the morning. He usually was. When he realized the two had fallen asleep watching anime, he wasn’t sure what to do. Dan was fast asleep on top of him, and he knew getting up would awake him.

He looked at Dan’s slight crows feet on the side of his eyes. Dan had a wrinkle across his forehead that showed when he frowned and his eye bags were present. His lips looked dry and there was some goo in the corner of his eyes. Yeah, he was perfect. Absolutely perfect.

He reached out the best he could without waking the sleeping boy to get his camera. Carefully, he snapped a shot of him. Dan’s eyes fluttered open at the flash and Phil found himself busted.

“Did you just take a picture of me?” He asked sleepily.

“Um, yeah.”

Dan closed his eyes again and curled back into Phil. “Mkay.”

Phil thought that was odd, but when he later saw the picture filtered and posted on his blog later that day, he wasn’t surprised. He sat on his bed and scrolled through Tumblr. Dan was in his 'inspiration room.’

Phil thought it was stupid, but when Dan asked to decorate the guest room with aesthetic knick knacks to 'fuel his mind machine,’ he rolled his eyes but filled out the check.

When he heard a knock on the door, he knew what that meant. After spending some time in there, Dan would often go to Phil immediately afterwards so they could take pictures or perhaps plan a photo shoot.

“Come in,” Phil didn’t look up from his laptop.

Dan did as told and jumped on the bed. When Phil didn’t acknowledge him, he frowned and rolled on top of Phil, pushing the laptop aside. “Philllllyyyyyy,” he whined. “I have an idea!”

He pouted and rested his chin of Phil’s chest. Phil had to smile at that. Dan was like a puppy: always craving attention. He ruffled the brown curly hair. “Alright then, what’s your idea?”

Dan lit up at finally getting attention and sat up, still straddling Phil. “It’s a little,” he lowered his voice to a cheesy whisper. “NSFW.”

“So is everything else you post.”

“That is not true!”

Phil knew there was no convincing him, so he just rolled his eyes and pinched Dan’s butt who yelped and smacked his arm. That was their relationship: flirty, but never getting any closer or further from a relationship.

“What’s this idea you’re so excited about?” He asked, propping himself up on his elbows. “A birds nest on your head, nudes on the roof?”

“Ooh, I like those, remember them!” Dan excitedly bounced on Phil’s lap, making him fear getting excited. “But no, I want you to suck on my thighs!”

Phil’s face flared red and he scrambled out from under Dan. “Wait, what?”

“Picture it! Me lying naked on a pile of flowers, some covering my junk of course, all covered in hickies. It’s be amazing!”

Was he joking? He seemed to be serious. While this was a very 'Dan’ thing to do, Phil was still worried it would be crossing a line. “Can’t you just use makeup or something?”

“It won’t look as good as the real thing. Besides,” Dan gave his best puppy-dog look, one he knew would get him whatever he wanted. “do you not want to give me some pretty little lovebites?”

“It’s not that I find you unattractive-”

Dan crawled towards Phil and placed a hand on his chest. “I thought you said you’d give me whatever I wanted.”

“I meant money-wise, this is-”

“Or maybe,” an idea flickered in Dan’s head and he had to conceal his smirk as he played with the buttons on Phil’s shirt. “you’d rather someone else did it.”

Phil’s threat suddenly felt dry. The idea of someone else getting to touch Dan like that, make him feel good, make lovely noises. Oh god the noises, he hadn’t even thought of that. He bet Dan would moan so pretty. Every now and then he could hear him through the walls.

“Guess I’ll just go down to a bar and pick someone up,” Dan pretending to think, pulling his hands away from Phil’s shirt. “let him mark me up as his. Maybe Strokers?”

Phil’s knuckles must have been white from how hard he was gripping the sheets. He knew that bar as well as Dan did. They accidentally went in once, thinking it was a regular bar. It definitely wasn’t.

It was a gay bar, but not the typical rainbow-lights, twinks in spanx gay bar. It was full of muscular tops, normally laughing over a beer about the straight guy they fucked. When they had gone in, all eyes were in Dan.

Phil tried not to act too jealous, but his blood boiled when they ignored his possessive arm around Dan and hit on him relentlessly. When one of them tried to grab Dan’s ass, he went mad. He ended up in the hospital that night, but so did the other guy.

Dan knew what memories were rushing through Phil’s head. If he was an instrument, Dan would be a professional musician, always knowing which strings to pull. “Yeah, they’d give me some real deep hi-”

That was all he could get out before Phil pushed him backwards. When he hit the the bed, he was worried that he had gone too far when he felt a pair of hands roughly yank his robe open, revealing Dan’s silk shorts.

Then their eyes locked. They looked at each other for a good ten seconds, breathing loudly in anticipation. Then they started to laugh.

“So, you’ll do it then?” Dan asked, taking his robe all the way off.

“I mean, I guess. Don’t want those creeps doing it.” Phil took Dan’s legs and spread them apart. “So where do you think they’ll look good?”

“I was thinking here, here, here, here, and here,” Dan pointed to different spots along his thighs.

Phil gave himself a moment to appreciate Dan’s legs before lowering his head down to the first spot. Dan could feel the breathing on the sensitive skin of his inner thighs. Getting hard would make things awkward though, so he tried to think of non-arousing things.

He wasn’t the only one fighting off a boner. The way Dan’s breath hitched when Phil placed a little kiss on his legs definitely excited Phil. Slowly, he connected his lips to Dan’s right thigh and sucked softly, massaging the spot with his tongue.

Dan’s little resolution to not get turned on was thrown in the garbage. His breathing became heavier and his dick began to harden. Phil wasn’t making it any easier either.

Phil lifted his head and was shocked to see the state Dan was in. His eyes were shut and his chest was heaving. Did he do that? A smirk settled on his face and he moved on to the next point Dan had pointed out earlier.

This time, he tried nibbling it softly before sucking a deep mark on the spot. The younger of the two was quickly beginning to regret this idea. It wouldn’t be long before he was fully hard.

It seemed like Phil was getting better with each lovebite. By the time he was done, Dan was completely erect and biting on his lip to stop from moaning out. Phil lifted his head and came face to face with Dan’s restricted bulge.

He grinned at the beautifully aroused boy. “I’m done,” Phil said, pulling away.

Immediately, there was a hand in his hair. “Stay,” he whimpered out. Phil raised a brow and Dan seemed to snap into his regular persona. “I mean, maybe the picture would look better with a few more.”

It was a shoddy, obvious excuse, and they both knew it. Phil brought his face back down to Dan’s stomach and smirked. Dan could feel his lips as they dragged up his body to his collarbone.

“Here?” He asked against Dan’s skin.

The shaky nod was all he needed to latch his lips down and begin to suck. Dan moaned quietly until catching himself in embarrassment and snapping his mouth shut.

Phil wasn’t very happy about the lack of noises from Dan. They were his favorite things to hear so he decided to kick things up a notch.  He moved up Dan’s body and bit down on his neck. His reaction was immediate.

His head flew back and a strained moan could he heard down the hall. Phil worked the spot with all his skills to make Dan into mush, and it seemed to be working.

“Fuck, Phil!”

Phil’s drew away from Dan and rose a brow. “Something wrong?” He asked. “Oh, perhaps I’ve done too many. Let’s go set up the-”

A hand shot out and grabbed Phil’s collar. “Stay,” he pleaded. “Please.”

“You want a few more marks?” He asked in faux-innocence.

Dan squeezed his eyes shut and shook his head. “More that that.”

Phil casually traced his finger from hickey to hickey, feeling Dan shudder. He loved having this much control over him, especially because he was normally doing whatever Dan wanted. It was like being Dan’s sugar daddy and photographer without any perks. Although, this was a rather large one.

Speaking of perkiness…. Phil suddenly needed to have a taste of Dan’s nipples. Tongue never leaving his body, Phil found his way to the object of his desire. He swirled round Dan’s left nipple before softly sucking. The other one was taken between his thumb and index finger.

He could feel Dan lean into his touch, his mouth, oh-so-needily. Smirking, he pulled away, leaving a little trail of saliva. “You’re going to have to elaborate, Danny.”

He looked absolutely beautiful, lying on top of his black robe, covered in hickies, in his black silk shorts. His eyes were glossed over and his erection was apparent with the thin material of his bottoms.

“Whatever,” he huffed out, face bright red.

Phil frowned and began drawing patterns onto Dan’s thigh. “I’m sorry?”

Dan spread his legs timidly. “You can do whatever you want to me.”

Phil hummed and rose his camera. He wanted to capture the beautiful, lustful boy he was about to destroy. Dan’s cheeks flushed at being shot in such a vulnerable state. The camera fell to the carpet and suddenly Phil was on him. His arm hooked around Dan’s back to hold him closer to his body. His skin was soft and he smelled like home.

Dan moaned softly as Phil’s other hand ran across his body, exploring the forbidden fruit he’d lived with for years. Then it found it’s to the waistband of those sinfully revealing little shorts. Swiftly, it slid inside and cupped a handful of that perfect, blump little butt.

“What are you gonna do to me?” Dan asked breathily.

Phil’s eyes darkened and he yanked Dan’s shorts off. “Everything.”

They were both very aware of the fact that Dan was completely naked and exposed to a well-clothed Phil, and it very much aroused the both of them. Dan’s little erection popped up to hit stomach and Phil snickered at how small he was.

“Look at you, what a tiny prick,” he teased.

In all honesty, he was an average size, but not compared to Phil. He flicked it and watched Dan wince. Cute.

Phil crawled over Dan and grinded down, groaning at the friction. Dan’s poor neglected cock thrust upwards into the motion only to be pulled away when Phil grabbed his hips and pushed them into the bed. “No, no, you’re sitting still for me.”

Dan was shocked to see this dominant side of Phil, but definitely wasn’t complaining. He nodded slowly and fell still. Phil slid down until he was facing Dan’s prick. Making eye contact, he pressed his tongue against the head. Dan buckled into his mouth and immediately found himself being slammed back into the bed VIA the hands on his hips.

“Thought I told you to stand still,” Phil growled. “But you won’t follow directions, will you. Just like you tell all your little followers on Tumblr, you’re a naughty boy.”

Dan squeezed his eyes shut and shook his head. The other frowned at that. “What is it?”

“M'not.”

It took Phil a moment to realize what Dan meant. A grin settled on Phil’s face at the discovery. “Oh? So you’re a good boy then.”

Dan nodded, pleased yet embarrassed from getting the praise he wanted. Phil ran his hands down Dan’s legs and watched the boy’s cock twitch. He’d been wanting to do this for so long, he was definitely going to take his time with it. Besides, it could be his only chance.

Phil immediately pushed that thought aside as it saddened him. He had to focus on the present.

“Phillllll,” Dan whined. “Please. Do something!”

“I am doing something.”

Phil was just about to make another teasing remark when Dan gave him a desperate and pleading look. He sighed, complying as even now, he couldn’t say no to the boy.

Dan yelped as he was flipped onto his stomach. Hands grabbed into his ass and squeezed the full mounds of flesh before pulling them apart to reveal that perfect little hole. The bottom pushed his ass towards Phil and felt himself get smacked.

“Naughty,” Phil tutted. “Still, I don’t think I can wait any longer to get a taste of you.”

“You’ve been waiting for what, five minutes of foreplay?” Dan teased, wiggling his ass.

Phil’s eyes flashed and his voice dropped to a growl. “I’ve been waiting seven years for this,” and he dropped his face down to Dan’s opening.

Dan moaned as Phil twirled his tongue around the outside and a finger began to prod at it. He wasn’t sure when Phil moved his mouth away to coat his finger in spit, but he did. Slowly, the finger pushed in, making way for his hot, skilled tongue.

In and out and in and out, the pleasure washed over his body in waves as Phil worked his ass perfectly with his tongue and a single finger. He’d been with his fair share of guys, and they both knew that, but no one had ever eaten his ass that good before. Most guys wanted to skip the foreplay.

Phil twisted it in rhythm with his pumps, all the while his tongue massaged his rim from the inside out. His legs shook as Phil rimmed him. It was like nothing he’d ever experienced before.

“Fuck, Phil. You’re so good,” Dan cried out. “Hurry up, please.”

Phil picked up his pace, making the other cry out. “No, Phil, too much,” he whimpered. “I meant hurry up and fuck me or I’m gonna cum.”

A hand struck Dan’s ass, making it shake. “Who’s in charge here?”

Dan’s response was muffled by the satin pillow his face was buried inside. Phil reached forwards and yanked Dan’s head up VIA a hand grabbing his hair. He gasped for breath like he has just been rescued from drowning. “Fuck, you, you are, daddy.”

Phil gave Dan’s ass a final smack before getting up. He gave the sub the order to stay and bolted for the closet, knowing that was where Dan had a box of different lubes and toys. It was from a conceptive photo shoot of stuffed animals having kinky sex. He grabbed the first one he saw and ran back to Dan.

He could hear the cap pop behind him and soon enough, there was two lube-slicked fingers pushing into him. He moaned loudly and used all his willpower to not fuck himself on Phil’s fingers.

Slowly, he twisted his fingers and circled them inside of him. “You like that, baby boy?” He asked.

Dan nodded, cheek pressed against the pillow. It felt good, yes, but he wanted more. From how Phil had been acting so far, he knew that begging wasn’t going to get him anywhere. Phil was completely in control of him, or at least that’s what Dan thought. In truth, Phil would do whatever Dan asked of him.

He curled those fingers up into his prostate and watched as Dan’s hips jutted into the air. It was truly a beautiful sight. He would have continued stimulating his prostate, but he wasn’t trying to finger him to orgasm. No, he was just trying to stretch Dan to fit him.

So carefully, he pushed a third finger in. Dan’s legs spread to help accommodate it. His eyes rolled back and he slowly pushed onto the fingers. He couldn’t deny that he was a bit of a slut, and Phil was the best lover he’d ever taken, despite him not having even gotten a taste of his cock yet.

The thought of having Phil inside of him excited Dan. He reached over and pulled his fingers out. “What’s wrong, Dan?” Phil asked, suddenly worried he was going too fast.

“I need your cock, can’t wait any longer Daddy,” he begged. “Please, I’ll be so good for you.”

Phil paused and looked at how deliciously desperate Dan was. His prick was as red as his face and his chest rose and fell quickly from his heavy breathing.

“What a perfect little whore,” he chuckled while Dan spread his legs apart. “So pretty, just for me. All those followers always asking to see you fully, and only I get to.”

He pushed his pants down and Dan’s jaw went slack. Suddenly, he couldn’t get fucked without having a taste of that mouth-watering cock in front of him. He crawled off the bed and looked up to Phil for permission.

Phil nodded, his eyes flashed and his bottom lip was tucked between his teeth. Dan licked a long stripe from the base to the tip, never loosing eye contact. Softly, he swirled his tongue around the head, taking in Phil’s low moan.

He placed a gentle kiss and found himself choking around Phil’s cock. Phil had taken his head and pushed him down, holding him there. He gave him a look that seemed to ask if it was okay. Dan nodded the best he could. Having his consent, Phil took to furiously fucking Dan’s face.

His eyes were watering and he was gagging. Needless to say, they were both enjoying the hell out of it. Dan was beautiful, choking on Phil’s cock, and Dan would do anything to keep having him look at him like that.

Suddenly, he was yanked off. “Can’t have me cumming without fucking that tight ass, can we?”

Dan found himself getting pushed back onto the bed with his best friend between his legs. Phil smeared some lube on his cock and slowly pushed in. It came in easier than he thought it was, and Phil knew what that meant. Those toys in the closet were used for more than just photoshoots.

His thrusts started off slow, letting them both reveal in this new sensation. Now, neither of them were exactly virgins. They both had their fair share of experience, but something about this was different. Special. They actually cared about each other.

Dan’s eyes rolled back and he spread his legs more to better let Phil in. A low moan left Phil’s mouth. He hadn’t expected him to feel so good. It wasn’t that Dan was the tightest he had ever been with, no, he knew Dan had his fair share of stretching. It was comfortable. He slowly pushed in and out, watching Dan’s head lull.

“Phillllll,” he drawled out. “C'mon, fuck me.”

“I am.”

Dan groaned at his stubbornness when a little lightbulb went off in his head. He really was a moron for not realizing it would work in this context, too, and Phil was an idiot if he thought he stood a chance.

“I bet those guys down at Strokers could fuck me harder than this,” he teased.

Phil wasn’t stupid. He knew what Dan was doing, it was the same childish technique that he had used before, but just like earlier, it worked. He growled and began fucking Dan harder. It was juvenile and possessive, but Dan loved it.

He moaned loudly and pushed back against Phil’s thrusts, jerking around like a mindless little fuck-doll. Had he known his roommate was this good in bed, he would have busted down that door ages ago. Who wouldn’t known that sweet, little, photographer Phil was a sex god?

He’d heard Phil with a partner ever once in a blue moon, and it was always quiet, slow, and vanilla. He didn’t think Phil’d be like this, and he was right. Phil wasn’t normally this dominant and mind-blowing, but something about Dan set it off in him.

He bit down onto his neck and began playing with his nipples. Dan moaned into his mouth and arched up. It was like his entire body was being stimulated and overcome with pleasure. His ass, his neck, his nipples. The only thing not getting attention was his cock.

He reached down to grab it when he heard the most animalistic growl to ever come from Phil. “Touch that pathetic little cock of yours, and you’re not gonna get to cum.”

Dan blinked his wide eyes and nodded. “Good boy,” Phil praised, making Dan moan.

At that, Phillip remembered his little praise kink. He mentally slapped himself for not taking full advantage of that. “You’re so perfect, baby boy. Love being inside you.”

The loudest moan yet ripped out of his mouth and his scratched down Phil’s back. He reveled in the attention his friend was giving him. Friend? Lover? Potential boyfriend? Oh well, it didn’t matter in that moment as Phil was fucking the thoughts out of his mind.

“You’re making me feel so good, pretty boy. Making Daddy feel so good.”

Dan’s orgasm hit him by surprise. He hadn’t had one like that since he was fifteen. It shook through his entire body and made him see stars. For a moment, Dan was sure he blacked out. Phil pulled out and jerked himself to completion, spilling all over Dan.

For a moment, they didn’t say anything. Phil collapsed next to Dan and let himself catch his breath. Their chests heaved in rhythm while they tried to process what had just happened. Phil came out of his shock first.

Dan felt the bed shift as Phil got up and left. Immediately, his stomach dropped. Was that it? As quickly as those doubts entered his head, they left. Phil returned holding a wet towel. Dan giggled as Phil toweled the cum off of him. “Philly, that tickles!”

Phil rolled his eyes jokingly and tossed it aside upon finishing. He seemed hesitant on if he should get in the bed with Dan who seemed to be falling asleep. As he was putting his pants back on, he heard the bed springs. Dan had sat up. “Are you leaving?” He asked in a small, sleeping voice.

“Do you want me to?”

Daniel tossed his doe eyes Phil’s way and pouted. “Stay, please.”

Phil chuckled and crawled in next to Dan. “I’d say you’ve earned it.” He draped his arm around his best friend and spooned him close.

The pair laid in complete silence for a while and Phil assumed Dan was sleeping. He, however, found it difficult to get to a state of rest. His mind was racing at the speed of light. What did this mean for them?

He loved Dan with every ounce of his being and couldn’t stand the idea of loosing him. He would take Dan any way he could, even if it was just as a friend, but he then feared he had ruined that.

“I love you,” he whispered into Dan’s ear.

The boy in his arms wriggled around to face him. Oh shit, he had been caught. Before he could come up with a bad excuse or take it back, Dan pecked his lips. “I love you, too. I always have.”

Phil couldn’t believe what he was hearing. It was like a dream. Literally. He’s dreamed of this for years. “Really?” he asked.

“Yeah, I just didn’t know it.”

[flowers-and-colored-hair]

dan forgets to take his plug out during a security check and phil is the examiner person

I’m gonna be hella inactive for the next week or two just a warning. Midterms are coming up and my professors are riding my ass

✨ Dan hated these fancy charity events. He didn’t understand why he couldn’t just donate money and stay at home. Instead, he was trapped in an uncomfortable suit and tie (none of which were made in sweatshops) to go to a pretentious party with Britain’s most prominent politicians and celebrities.

✨ He never used to get invited to things like this, but unfortunately he had won best actor last year and he was flooded with invites to award shows, private parties, and charity events like this. Normally, he never would have gone, but according to his publicist, he had to attend at least one charity event to make it look like he had a soul. Dan donated thousands of dollars to countless organizations, but apparently it doesn’t count if the press aren’t there.

✨ Dan mounted his bike and peddled off to the museum that was hosting it. He didn’t take cars or limos because he wanted to reduce his carbon footprint as much as possible. Of course, this drew the attention of the paparazzi. He almost fell off his bike with the instant bright flashing of their cameras. He awkwardly posed for a few pictures before leaving his bike at the museum’s bicycle rack (locked of course) and heading to the entrance.

✨ Much to his surprise, there was a metal detector and a security guard. This was rather unorthodox, it being an invite-only event of course. “What’s with TSA over here?” Dan asked the woman behind him.

✨ “A lot of Americans here, gotta stay safe,” she whispered. “All I’ve got to say is that guard better keep his hands off. I’ll put up with a metal detector, but if he tries to frisk me, I’ll have myself a fit.”

✨ A wave of horrified realization washed over Dan when he remembered a secret addition to his outfit. See, Dan absolutely dreaded these events. They were boring and he was ridiculously introverted. So he decided to make it a little more fun… with a sterling silver butt plug. It definitely made the bicycle ride more fun. Of course, he never anticipated the metal detector. He was about to leave the line when the woman ushered him forwards. It was his turn.

✨ “Just step through, Mr. Howell,” The guard motioned towards the detector.

✨ “Um, I’d rather not.”

✨ Dan could feel his blue eyes reading him. Was it obvious? This would be the death of him in high British society. He’d become both a laughing stock and a meme. Dan was visually anxious, which came off very very badly to the security officer.

✨ “Why don’t we step to the side, Mr. Howell.” He turned to another security guard off to the side. “Peej, take over for me?”

✨ Dan began to sweat all over. This was it, this was the end for him. He knew who Dan was, so maybe he could offer an autograph? The guard took him into the museum gift shop and told him to stand with his arms out, muttering something about not needing a paparazzi story about this. Dan complied, trying to keep a neutral demeanor.

✨ Truth be told, had he stayed calmer, the guard would have pat him down, found nothing, and sent him on his way. It’s not like frisking him included a smack on the ass. Instead, Dan let his mind run wild. Fears and anxieties consumed him as well as fear of arousal. He was plugged up and an admittedly-attractive man was touching him. 

✨ “I’m Dan,” he said nervously.

✨ “I know, big fan by the way,” he got on his knees and started at his ankle.

✨ “What’s your name then?”

✨ “It’s Phil.”

✨ Dan was about to say something when Phil started going up his leg. He squeezed his eyes shut and tried to think about bugs, but when he touched Dan’s thigh, he couldn’t take it, pulling his leg away. The sudden movement had Phil jumping up and back. The officer was thrown into alert of potential threat.

✨ “Hands above your head!” He barked.

✨ Dan did as told, ignoring the way Phil’s dominance made his heart skip a beat. Phil grabbed a hand-held metal detector from his belt and started scanning his body. Dan’s breathing stopped as Phil reached his posterior and the device began to beep.

✨ “Right then, you’ll have to take those off,” Phil motioned towards his trousers.

✨ Dan’s face burned red. He was sure to get caught now. Phil rose a brow at him and he followed the instruction. It was inevitable at that point. If he wasn’t going to see the plug, he would definitely see his persistent boner. He could see the headlines already: Renowned Actor Daniel Howell Likes Lads. He kicked his trousers to the side and hung his head in shame. Phil did indeed notice the bulge under his pants.

✨  “Where’s the metal, Dan?” Phil asked, surprising the actor.

✨ “I’m sorry?”

✨ Phil held up his metal detector and waved it around. “The metal, Dan. Where is it?”

✨ Dan couldn’t bring himself to say it. Instead, he swallowed his pride and turned around. His fingers hooked under his waistband and he pulled his pants down enough to expose the hilt of the plug to Phil. He wasn’t sure what he expected him to do, but he sure as hell didn’t expect him to laugh.

✨ “And here I believed the rumors you were dating your costar. Silly me, believing tabloid stories.” Phil reached out and stuck his index finger under the waistband and pulled it down more, revealing the rest of Dan’s ass.

✨ “I’m going to have to ask you to take that out, you know,” He said, sounding amused.

✨ Dan was absolutely humiliated. Who could blame him? He was in a completely vulnerable position.

✨ “Do I have to?” He asked. “It’s obviously not a weapon.”

✨ Phil knew there wasn’t a security threat. It was a butt plug. Unless he had a bomb in there, there was no reason to keep this altercation going, except for the growing erection in his pants. That was reason enough for him.

✨ “We just have to make sure. And it seems after a surprise like this, a cavity check may be in order as well. Who knows what else you have in there?”

✨ “How deep do you think my ass is?”

✨ Phil snapped a pair of latex gloves on. “We’ll find out. If you won’t remove it, I can do so myself.”

✨ Dan knew that this was an abuse of power. He knew that he could refuse and get him fired. But Phil was hot, visibly turned on, and Dan wanted to replace the plug with the real thing. So he kicked off the rest of his pants and held on to the edge of a table. He could feel Phil’s gloved hands grip the base so he braced himself.

✨ Part of him expected a warning of some sort. Instead, it was harshly pulled out, making Dan moan in relief. Before he could recover from the loss, Phil was squirting gift shop lotion onto his fingers and pushing two into Dan’s ass. Dan was so taken that he doubled over. He couldn’t believe this was actually happening. The actor pushed back against his fingers shamelessly. They both knew it wasn’t a security check at that point. Neither of them cared. Phil wiggled his fingers around until he found Dan’s prostate.

✨ “What’s this?” He asked, faking ignorance. “I thought you said you don’t have anything in there.”

✨ He prodded at the sensitive spot without mercy, making Dan scream. His arms gave out and he fell forwards onto the table. Phil kept going, fingering him relentlessly. Dan grabbed the edges of the table, needing any sort of stability as Phil finger fucked him.

✨ “And the tabloids think you’re straight,” Phil chuckled, slapping Dan’s ass.

✨ Dan’s voice echoed down the hall, though he sounded so whiny and breathy that attendees assumed he was a woman. His release was fast approaching and Phil could tell. His body spasmed and he was crying, blubbering a mix of pleads and moans. Phil decided to take mercy on him and doubled his speed, taking the actor to his release.

✨ Dan couldn’t take it. Tears were streaming down his face and he saw stars. He must have blacked out because the next thing he knew, he was waking up from a sleep he didn’t know he fell into. He was fully dressed and Phil was running his fingers through his hair. It seemed Phil had also taken it upon himself to reorganize all the merchandise on the table Dan had knocked off.

✨ “How long-“

✨ “Just ten minutes, you didn’t miss the ball.” Phil answered. “You’d better get going.”

✨ Dan was a little shocked. Phil pulled him to his feet and ushered him towards the door. “But you-“

✨ “I won’t tell anyone, don’t worry,” Phil promised.

✨ Dan felt a little rejected, but he nodded and left. The hall to the ballroom felt longer than before and he felt a little colder. He slipped his hands into his pocket and found himself fiddling with a slip of paper. When he reached everyone else, he realized that the slip hadn’t been there before. Dan pulled it out and smiled at what it read.

✨ Call me, XXX-XXX-XXXX -Phil

[twink-dan]

I wrote a thing, look at it!!

-Vanessa

[cutelittlesunshines]

woah more neko!dan (part 7)

listen ok this past weekend I was busy at the corn festival (yes my city has a corn festival, yee haw) so I didn’t have time to write the part where they smash but I figured this was enough to post since it’s almost 800 words. smut part out soon... whenever I finish my summer reading for school. also this chapter was kind of based off some drama in my life this past month oh noo

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Dan shakes his sleeping boyfriend awake.

“Phil? Phil!”

Phil slowly opens his eyes, wincing at the sudden brightness of his surroundings. Once he sees that Dan is on his phone, his eyes widen.

“Noah texted back already?” Phil asks sheepishly, keeping his eyes locked on the floor. Phil wished he could slap himself. Why did he have to butt himself into this?

“Yes. He’s already started with the threats. I’ve been too scared to read the other messages.”

Phil’s guilt increases.

“I’m really sorry I texted him. I shouldn’t have done that. It was a ‘heat of the moment’ kind of thing.”

Dan looks into his eyes, searching. He sighs. “I know you’re sorry. And thank you for letting me get some sleep. Don’t beat yourself up over it, he would’ve reacted negatively regardless on what message was sent to him.”

Phil’s shoulders visibly relax.

“Do you want me to look through the messages with you? As moral support? Don’t feel like you have-“

Phil didn’t want this to be another thing Dan thought he had to hide from him.

“Yes, please.” Dan responds. Phil nods and listens as Dan starts to read.

So now you’re ignoring me?

I don’t think you want to do that, Dan.

I can TRACK you through your phone, you know.

You can never truly escape our love.

Dan tosses his phone across the room after reaching the end of the thread of messages from his ex-boyfriend.

“What does he mean, track you through your phone? How can he-“

“He’s a fucking tech support worker, Phil! He’s capable of anything! Shit, I should’ve gotten rid of that phone the second I left- I… I…” Dan is interrupted by the sudden urge to sob. Phil surges forward and squeezes Dan into a hug.

“Shh, Dan. Calm down, love. It’ll all be okay. This isn’t permanent.”

“How do you know, Phil? You really don’t. You don’t know ANYTHING.” Dan huffs.

Phil doesn’t take Dan’s words to heart; he knows Dan is struggling right now. He just tightens his hold around Dan and starts to rub his back. Dan cries even harder.

“Maybe so. But, what I do know, is that you can get a new phone. Or, at the very least, you can change your phone number. Noah has no way of getting into the apartment, Dan. He doesn’t have a key, and there is always someone sitting at the front desk of the lobby to make sure no one suspicious comes in.”

“So, I’m just supposed to stay inside forever then? Is that the plan?”

“I’m afraid so. For now, anyway. We can order you a new phone online and deactivate your current one.”

Dan grunts, but he has mostly calmed himself down at this point.

“I guess you’re right. We’ll figure this out together.”

Phil gives him a smile, a nod, and a kiss on the cheek.

“Want to rent a movie tonight? Your choice.”

Dan looks up at him and nods.

-

After searching endlessly for a movie the pair thought would be interesting, they decided to just settle on a Netflix show.  

“I never pegged you as someone who would like American Horror Story.” Phil jokes.

Dan shoves his shoulder playfully. “What the hell’s that supposed to mean?”

Phil laughs. “I don’t know, you just seem like the kind of person who wouldn’t like anything too gory.”

Dan ponders that for a moment. “Hmm, I guess so. I mainly just watch for Evan Peters.”

Phil shoves him, laughing. “You’re such a dork, Dan.”

“But I’m YOUR dork!” Dan says in a whiney, sarcastic voice.

“Nope. You’re my kitty.” Phil responds in an equally-fake voice, petting Dan’s hair with one of his hands.

Dan makes a fake vomit noise and rubs his nose up against Phil’s. Phil squirms away.

“You have a cold nose!”

Dan giggles and kisses Phil’s nose.

“That’s what happens when you get COLD, Phil! Have you never had a cold nose before?”

“You’re an absolute weirdo. Maybe we could… go warm up in my room?”

“Was that supposed to be smooth?” Dan mocks.

Phil blushes and stares at the floor. Dan gets up from the sofa and touches Phil’s face playfully with his tail.

“I’ll be waiting in bed.”

Dan strides off to the bedroom, swaying his hips outlandishly. Phil can’t help but watch.

  -sydney

[cutelittlesunshines]

older stepbrother!phil

(I really like this fic-thing! It’s 1.5k words!)

Dan closes the car door after getting settled in thepassenger’s seat.

“Thanks for the ride, by the way.” Dan tells hisstepbrother, scratching the back of his neck nervously. Even though they hadbeen stepbrothers for a few weeks now and have gone to the same school theirentire lives, they didn’t really know how to act around eachother. Dan’s socialanxiety wasn’t helping either.

“Sure.” Phil responds, not taking his eyes of theroad. He didn’t really feel like starting a conversation with Dan. They hadn’thung out much, but Phil had already gathered that Dan was going to turn out tobe a typical younger brother: cringey, annoying, and immature. Luckily, Philmused, he only had one year left until he could move out. Then he would be freeof his stepfamily, and more importantly, his step brother. But, for now, hewould have to bide his time.

“Usually my mom picks me up, but she had to worklate tonight. It’s a good thing we go to the same school!”

This was the detail that Phil was constantlyreminded of; the fact that they went to school together. His friends never lethim get enough of it.

“Wait a minute… Dan Howell? You mean, the year tendrama club kid who paints his nails? Your dad married his mom?” His friendswould ask with a giggle. It wasn’t that hard to get under Phil’s skin, and hisfriends liked to use that to their advantage. Phil would just pinch the bridgeof his nose and sigh.

Phil stopped his train of thought and focused on theroad. His dad would kill him if he crashed the car. Dan’s mom would probably bepretty mad too, he supposed. And they would also be annoyed that Phil was actinglike a dick. Against Phil’s better judgement, he realized he would have to talkto Dan. Maybe (just maybe) he wouldn’t be that bad once he got to know him.

“Are you hungry?”

Dan blinks. He didn’t expect Phil to want to talk to him.

“Yeah, ‘course I am. I’m always hungry.”

Phil internally winces at Dan’s attempt to berelatable.

“Let’s go get some snacks then.”

Dan nods, not saying anything in an attempt toprevent messing things. He was finally making progress with Phil! He bites backa smile and turns the radio up.

Oh baby, don’tyou know I suffer?Oh baby, can you hear me moan?You caught me under false pretensesHow long before you let me go?

Dan’s body moves along to the beat; he taps his fingerson the dashboard to the melody. He glances to his side, checking if Phil wasgoing to tell him off for being embarrassing. Instead, he sees Phil mouthing alongto Matt Bellamy’s voice. He turns the volume down. Phil notices and looks atDan with an annoyed expression on his face.

“Hey! What was that for? That’s such a good song!”

“YOU like Muse too? They’re my favorite band!”

“Did you go to the concert a few months ago? The onein-“

“Manchester? Yeah! I got front row tickets!”

“No way! Lucky!”

“Yeah.” Dan smirks, looking out the window and reminiscingabout the concert.

Maybe Dan isn’tas lame as everyone thinks he is, Phil muses, parking the car at the convenience store.

-

Just when Danthought things were getting better between them, life threw a curveball at them.Dan was hard. He didn’t even know howit happened! One second, he was talking to Phil about the newest episode ofAmerican Horror Story; the next second, he was hard. Stupid teen hormones. AllDan could do was pray that Phil wouldn’t notice. Dan looked ahead at thetraffic and groaned.

“We should’ve waited until later to get snacks. Iforgot how bad the traffic gets Friday nights.”

All Dan can do is nod. He was focusing his attentionon trying to calm himself down.

-

Phil was confused. What had he done wrong? From his perspective,things were going pretty well. Now, Dan wouldn’t even say a word to him.

Fine, two canplay at that game, Phil decided. I can ignore youtoo, Dan.

-

After an excruciatingly awkward ride, the pair hadfinally arrived home. Dan practically flew out of his seat, not even mutteringa quick “Bye Phil!” before he undid his seatbelt and slammed the car door shut.Dan went at an impossible speed; he fished his keys out of his pocket, unlockedthe front door, and ran up the stairs to his secluded bedroom. He closed hisdoor behind him before Phil could even get a chance to turn the car off.

Phil brushes it off and begins to make his wayupstairs into his own bedroom.

He stops dead in his tracks when he hears a noisecoming from Dan’s room. Phil shuffles over to Dan’s door, hoping that hisclumsy tendencies don’t expose him.

“Uh, fuck!”

Phil hears a moan come from Dan’s room. It sounds asif it is being muffled by a pillow.

Is Dan…jerking off? Is that why he was being so standoffish? Did he get hard?

Phil laughs a little at the thought of Dan squirmingaround, embarrassed beyond belief. A small, messed-uppart of Phil wishes he could see it in real life, but he brushes it off beforehe gets too aroused by the idea. Stupid teen hormones. Phil continues walkingdown the hall towards his bedroom when he stops again.

“Oh, Phil! Please! Fuck me so good!”

Was Dan really moaning for him in their own house? Philassesses his options. He could 1: just ignore it and go into his room to takecare of himself 2: go into Dan’s room and demand an explanation 3: go into Dan’sroom and give him exactly what hewants.  

-

Just when Dan is about to release onto the pile ofpillows in front of him, he hears his door crack open.

“Oh, Phil! Please fuck me! Destroy me with your dickso I can’t walk anymore!” Phil mocks in a teasing voice. No real malice is actuallyin his tone; he just wants to mess with Dan a little before fucking him intooblivion. If he actually wanted to, that is.

Dan goescompletely red. He covers himself up, as if he has any shred of hisalready-bleak reputation left to lose.

“H-hey! I didn’t say that last part!”

Phil laughs at him. “You probably would have though,if I didn’t interrupt all the fun you were having in here.”

Dan glares back at him. “Why are you even in here?To bully me?”

Phil laughs again. “Well, yeah. That’s a given. ButI also wanted to check if you wanted me to help you out there. You sounded so desperate, after all.”

“What do you mean by help?” Dan whispers, startingto grow hard again. If Phil actually wanted to have sex with him…

“Whatever you want, baby boy.” The second the namerolls of Phil’s tongue, Dan decides he likes it.

“Kiss me then.” Phil strides over to the bed, obeyingDan’s wishes. He grabs the younger boy’s face in his hands and kisses him,hard. He has a feeling Dan likes it rough.

“Wow. You were serious.”

“Wow is right. Lay on your stomach, baby boy. I’mgonna stretch you out.”

Dan flushes again. “Uh… you don’t have to- I… um…already stretched. Before you came in here.”

“You stretched while moaning my name? That’s cute,Dan. You’re precious. I’ll make this quick then. Spread yourself for me.”

Dan obliges and opens his legs for Phil.

Phil inserts a finger into Dan, causing the youngerboy to let out a yelp.

“Apparently you aren’t as stretched as you thought. That’salright though, I’ll take my time. You’re not allowed to come until I tell you to.”

“I’ll try my best, Phil.”

Phil snickers and continues opening Dan up. He hadDan wrapped around his finger. He could ask him to jump, and Dan would ask “Howhigh?”. He was the most submissive person Phil had ever been with, and it was turninghim on immensely.

Once Phil decides that Dan has waited long enough, hestarts to insert the tip of his dick into Dan. Dan lets out a long sigh.

“More, please please please!”

Phil grabs Dan’s hips and slams him down, insertinghimself completely into Dan’s ass. He repeats the process over and over. Dan startsto pant, the pleasure becoming too much for him.  

“Please let me come! Please!”

“One sec-“

They both pause when they hear the garage door open.

“Shit! That’s my mom!”

"Mother fucker-“ Phil removes himself from Dan andgrabs his puddle of clothes from the floor. He gets dressed as quickly as possibleand leaves Dan alone in his room, locking Dan’s door behind him.

Dan sighs and stares up at the ceiling, notbothering to get dressed. 

-Sydney

(you get 10 points if you can find the pun)

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[cutelittlesunshines]

hello friends!! i just got laid off at work for reasons that are unfair and out of my control!!! (i think i have a backup job so it should be fine but idk) so for the next month i will have a lot of free time to write!!! now u know!! (i’m actually pretty upset but i was kind of planning on quitting anyway so.. either way it rlly sucks to be ‘fired’ from my first job)

send ur requests in for hcs so i can ignore my emotions!!

-sydney

[cutelittlesunshines]

please more neko!dan

The reason I’ve avoided writing more of this fic is because I feellike I made them go into a relationship far too quickly. I feel like I couldhave written it more realistically (lmao at this... dan is legit a neko, ofc it’s not going to be realistic). Therefore, I’m not really proud of what I’vebeen writing. I’m going to continue writing this to try and make myself fall inlove with it again, because there are parts that I love about this fic and Idon’t want to give up on it. also I’M PLANNING ON THIS FIC BEING DONE EITHER AT THEEND OF THE SUMMER OR THE BEGINNING OF FALL because I’ve literally been working on this off-and-on since February of 2017.

(and I am working on a new chapter as we speak!!!!!!)

-Sydney 

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do any of y’all actually want me to start writing again? like im considering getting my act together but also ugh

-xx

[blissedoutphil]

Just A Toy Part 4

how far can I and fic!phil push fic!dan before he breaks?? or before you guys think it’s too much lol pls forgive me for my sins.

this part is based on this video I reblogged (nsfw so please be careful if you wanna watch it!)

3093 words of Master!Phil, sex slave!dan, predicament bondage, deepthroating, cbt, face fucking, breath play

~Part 3~

or read on ao3!

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every good phan smut blog is like,, dead

cuz we all realise the ultimate truth: There’s Only So Many Ways To Write Two People Fucking