Dan And Phil Imagines

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Do u have a master list?

We dont, but on the ask below i put our dan and phil tags :)

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I'd like so see more of your imagines because they're amazing but I keep scrolling and all I see is bands

Hey, sorry but you could go to our dan and phil tags here:

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Prison -Dan and Phil imagine-

"W-We need to talk about what happened back there" Dan panted and you shook your head. "Just drive" You say, your shaking, pale hands grip the dashboard and you swallowed hard. "What-" "Just drive!" You shout and he quickly fumbled with the car keys and started the car, reversing out of the car park. "What did you do?" Dan whispered. "Shit, Y/N WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO?!" He shouted and you grab the window roller and roll down the window. "We did it together" You say calmly and he looks at you. "No no no!" He shouted looking back on the road. "I don't recall doing anything! I chose to do your little plan but...FUCK!" He kicked the car mat and he sighed as a tear rolled down his cheek. "We need to get out of here" You say. "We need to get the train out of here, where nobody can find us" You say, tapping your fingernails on the door. "Oh my God...he's dead" Dan says, the realisation kicking in. "Phil's dead..Y/N-" "It was your fault too!" You shout and he laughs. "I don't think I was the one taking a hammer to his head!" "DAN OH MY GOD, I DIDNT MEAN FOR IT TO GO THIS WAY!" You shout. "I fucking loved him" You put your head in your hands and let the tears fall. "You need help" He growled. "You're a fucking mental case" He snapped and you kick the dashboard in frustration. "Stop the car" You order and he looks at you. "What?" "Stop the car!" You tell and he pulls over at the petrol station. "Come with me." You say and walk into the petrol station and pick up a packet of cigarettes, a lighter and some deodorant. You pay for the items with the little money you had and went back to the car. Dan starts driving and you open the deodorant and spray yourself and the car. "Dan..." "Shut up Y/N" He snapped and you looked at the deodorant can in your hand and the lighter. You look up at Dan to see he's looking at the road. You pick up the lighter with your shaky hand and light it and put it by Dan. You lift the deodorant and he looks at you. "Y/N..." he said and you close your eyes and spray. You hear him scream and then you feel pressure on your legs and upper body and you open your eyes and see that he'd crashed the car. You look over to see his face was burned, the entirety of the left side of his face was red and hot and you start to cry. And that's how you ended up where you are now, serving 20 years in prison for the murder of your boyfriend and his best friend. A/N: wow I haven't posted since my grandad died, 8 months ago, even though I said I would..whoops and here is a vry short and crap one but I'm gonna start writing the requests (which are closed now btw while I write them) so be prepared

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Amnesia -Phan-

I sat on the bed in my hotel room looking at the framed picture in my hands. It was a picture of me and him. I clutched it harder as the photograph was being stained with my tears. I wonder if he still thinks about me. I stood up letting the picture fall to the ground and I grabbed my keys.

“Where are you going?” Chris asked from the couch and I sighed.

“Out” I said opening the door. “And don't wait up for me” I said closing the door behind me. I walked into the elevator as I pulled out a pack of cigarettes. There were other people in the elevator giving me weird looks. I would be giving me looks if I could, a 25 year old man who looks like he belongs in the 60s with tear marks on his pale cheeks and is wobbling a unlit cigarette between his chapped lips.  The elevator doors opened and I walked straight out of the lobby and lit my cigarette as I walked to my black SUV. I got into the car and rolled down my window to let the smoke out. I drove to the place where we would hang out getting wasted. I walked into the bar which was practically empty and sat down on the barstool.

“You 'right, Dan?” Tom, the bar man, asked and I sighed crushing the cigarette in the ashtray. I shook my head and he nodded and pulled out the bottle of vodka from behind him and poured it into a glass. I knocked it back and cringed as it burned the back of my throat. I sighed as I thought about our last kiss. He tasted like pomegranate chapstick, I used to make fun of him for wearing it. I chuckled at the memory.

“Are you wearing pomegranate chapstick?” I giggled as he spun on the barstool.

“Maybe” He giggled back and I shook my head.

“Isn't that a bit gay?” I asked and he giggled as he almost fell off the spinning barstool.

“If I remember correctly I am gay, so are you” He said and I clutched his hand stopping him from spinning as I crashed our lips together, once again.

I sighed as I knocked back the second glass of vodka and I sighed. I wonder if he still feels this way about me... I doubt it as he's dating that Joe guy. I heard it from PJ. PJ said that he was sad but I doubt it as he's moved on and I haven't...He moved on so quickly. My phone buzzed in my pocket and I pulled it out to see it was a text from PJ.

PJ: You okay Dan? Haven't spoke in a while xx

Dan: Not really...

PJ: Phil again? xx

Dan: Yeah....Do you think he thought our relationship was a joke?

PJ: Dan, you need to forget bout him xx

Dan: How could he be fine? Cause I'm not fine at all

Phil's POV!

I stared at the phone that was in my hand. I looked at it in shock.

Dan: How could he be fine? Cause I'm not fine at all..

Dan: Sorry wrong person!

I had just got over him....And then he texted me....by accident but he still did.

“W-What?” I asked as the taller man stood opposite me with his bag.

“I'm leaving” He said as the eyeliner ran down his face.

“What about us!?” I asked as tears stained my face.

“I don't need it anymore” He stated and I looked at him wide-eyed. “Chris and I are moving away”

I wish that I could wake up with amnesia...To forget about the stupid little things...Like the way it felt to fall asleep next to you...And the memories I never can escape.....cause I'm not fine at all...

Dan's POV!

I sighed as clicked on the 'Photos' icon on my phone and scrolled though the pictures of Phil that he once used to send me. There were loads...I don't know why I kept them, but I know that I can't bring myself to delete them. I admit I like to see them, I'll admit I feel alone.

“Soooo” Tom pushed as he placed another shot of vodka infront of me. “Why haven't you been coming here more often, Mr Howell?” He asked and I sighed.

“It reminds me of him” I said and he nodded. “It hurts to know he's happy y'know?” I asked as I stared at the clear liquid in the glass. “It hurts that he's moved on, to be fair, It hurts to hear his name” I said and swished the liquid around.

I awoke chocking on the air in a cold sweat. I looked around the room I recognize as Phil's and I look to my right to see a sleeping Phil. It was just a dream... I sighed in relief as I turned on my side and wrapped my arm around his stomach as he backed into me slightly. I won't let you slip away...

A/N: Sorry it’s crap, I’ve been meaning to come on here more often, this was a ryden one of my ryangetajobyoulittleshit blog so I’m sorry if there are any mistakes.

I will make sure to post again soon as I just started writing someting a few days ago but today my grandad was put into a coma and they don’t know if he’s going to live or not so I’ve been pretty bummed about that so I’m sorry it’s nothing good/new so I’m sorry about that.

I’ll try and post it tomorrow as I’m with my nan tomorrow bc she’s pretty upset about my grandad so I have to spend the day with her.

Thank you so much for waiting and I’m sorry, -Chloe

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I can’t click my reblog button hard enough

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It’s not just the ladies who get insecure, it’s all of us.  It’s a human trait, yo.

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reblog this everytime i see it. soooo cute!

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this made me cry happy tears

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Wish I had this

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If you don’t use the right pronouns for Leelah then unfollow me now

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This may be a stupid question, but do you only do Dan and Phill imagines?

No! We can do most youtubers or someone at a request :) -Lauren

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some cute winter AUs i just thought of

we were standing a good 3 feet apart under the single heat lamp at the bus stop when some idiot walked up and smushed us into each other au

it’s 2 a.m. and my shift as a taxi driver is over but i saw you shivering on the street corner and i just had to offer you a ride au

the wind blew my hat off my head and it smacked you in the face au

i never thought i’d see someone with the same hideous green parka as me but here you are au

the heat gets shut off in our apartment building and you’re the only one on my floor with a space heater au

i aimed that snowball at my asshole neighbor walking by i swear au

i run the lost and found and you’re the one who’s left their goddamned puffy white mittens in the bin for two weeks au

how can you not be cold when you’re wearing that let me give you my snow pants au

my kid ran into your kid when they were sledding and we’ve gotta make them stop screaming au

i’m an expert ice skater and you’re clearly not let me assist you au

i ordered a small hot chocolate but you gave me a large because you could see how miserably cold i was au

i was walking by your house and the snowman in the front lawn looks strangely like me, care to explain au

you overhear me mutter “snow is god’s dandruff” under my breath on the train and you start laughing obnoxiously loud, embarrassing both of us au

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To Be Remembered [Phil Lester] COMING SOON

In a darkroom the lonely girl sleeps. Haunted by nightmares. Haunted by her past. The seems to get bigger everday, filling with problems and dreams. It covers her everynight, and sometimes she can't find enough strength to pull though morning. At night she looks down on the man on her screen, dancing and having fun, creating a artifical happy within her. But will it be enough?

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Forest [Dan Howell]

Description: Y/N has been strong for too long. When Y/N tries suicide, Dan tries to help her with words.

Words: 473

Warnings: Acts of Suicide, Depression, Negative Thoughts, Bad Body Image.

As you lie there on the cold bathroom floor, pills in one hand, your phone in the other, your mind starts to go dark and twist into spectrums. Memories afloat and nightmares rise as you try to focus on your breathing. Depression was eating you alive, like an unstoppable beast that had one mission, to hurt you. Your body shakes as you try to repel against yourself. You had gone so far not taking your pills, but today felt impossible.

You looked down at your body and all you could see was imperfection. Fat where it shouldn't be, marks where it should be clear, everything was wrong to you. Dan tells you you are beautiful almost everyday. You tried saying it in the mirror, but it sounded wrong without his mouth wrapped around it. Everything Dan said made you add a little bit of hope, but it was failing.

Your hand, containing your phone, shakily rises into your vision. You click Dans name, and slowly place it to your ear.

"Hello?" His voice calmed you slightly.

"Dan..." You say, barley above whisper.

"Y/N! What's wrong? Don't worry, I'm on my way, don't to anything stupid! Talk to me, Y/N!" You could here his breathing accelerate, meaning somewhere, Dan was running.

"I-I can't do it." You say, quietly.

"You're stronger than this Y/N. Please." You could hear the emotion in his voice.

"I'm sorry." You say, tears streaming down your face, drops of emotion and regret.

"Y/N-" You click end and place the phone on the ground.

Looking at your other hand, you see the half full bottle of pills. Your breathing begins to shake. Your hand wraps around the lid, as you pull, the door slams open, and at the frame, stands Dan. He races forward, knocking the pills out your hand. He cradles you as you sob into his chest.

"P-Please." You sob.

He coos you and hushes you until your breathing eventually evens out.

His fingers trace your body, from your hips to your shoulder and back again. His touch calms you, but your head is still moving like a train out of control.

"You're strong." He finally speaks up. You look up at him. "You're stronger than anyone I know. Please listen to me, your body is not a temple. Temples can be destroyed and desecrated. Your body is a forest, thick canopies of maple trees and sweet scented wildflowers. You will grow back, over and over, stronger and stronger, no matter how badly you are knocked down." His words drill into your mind, giving you more reassurance. "Thank you." You whisper, drifting off into a deep sleep, wrapped in the arms of the one you love.

We embrace an unconditional desire exploding within us. Entwined together, two forms as one, each as the other. Together.

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Sorry this is so short!!! REQUEST AN IMAGINE HERE

-Lauren

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dimitralittlebow reblogged your post Keeper of My Heart [Dan Howell] and added:

ii am crying right now that was so beautiful u should keep doing imagines seriously

thank you so much :) -Lauren

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Can u do a Dan imagine? One where u r a youtuber that he likes and u two meet. And the two fall for each other. Move in together, dating, wedding proposal stuff like that. Thanks

Finished! I hope this is okay HERE

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Keeper of My Heart [Dan Howell]

Title: Keeper of My Heart

Words: 1020

Warnings: Death

Dan Writing

There you were. You stood out to me in the sea of warm bodies. My eyes were drawn to you the moment I stepped foot in that room. Y/N. The fellow youtuber I had been obsessing over for years. Phil always used to make fun of me because I had a crush on a girl I never met. As I made my way across to you, my mouth began to dry up. Gathering up as much courage as I could, I spoke out.

"Hi! I'm Dan Howell."

4 days after I met you, I asked you out on a date, luckily you accepted. We went to nandos and after that came back to my flat and watched a movie. Half way through you fell asleep. I watched you as your face lay in a beautiful position. It was like everything was perfectly placed on you. I gently wrapped my hand around yours, feeling your warmth. I placed you on my bed and went through to the living room to sleep.

When I gathered the courage to ask you out, I couldn't stop shaking. My hands couldn't stop. I walked over to you, you were sitting with Phil having a chat.

"Uh...Y/N? Can I talk to you please?" I asked, my voice trembling. You agreed and followed me into my room.

"Um. Y/N. I've liked you for a long time. Everything you are makes my head spin with love, I can't contain it. I-I Love you. Will you be my girlfriend?" I asked quickly, looking down at the ground. Silence.

Suddenly, I felt your hands on my face. You pulled me to you with your hands on my neck. Your firm grasp pulled my closer. I felt like I was the luckiest man on earth.

After 2 years of happily dating, at the age of 25, I asked you to marry me. We were at another youtube party, just like when we met. I pulled you onto the stage.

"Y/N, I love you with all of my heart. You make my life happier each day, I want to spend the rest of my life with you, have a family with you, be with you till the end, will you marry me?"

I got down on one knee. I remember happy tears gracefully falling down your cheeks. You said yes.

1 year later and roughly 9 months later, we had a daughter. Y/D/N. She looked exactly like you, except with my eyes. She was beautiful. My life was looking better...until that day.

When Y/D/N was 1 year and 6 months old, you were involved in a car collision. Y/D/N was unharmed, you unfortunately were not. They said you might not make it. 5% chance of survival. I cried my heart out for days. Y/D/N was shaken up, but she couldn't understand why her mummy wasn't going to be home for a while.

You told me to write your eulogy. Here I am, sitting beside you with your skin gradually paling as you slip off into the unknown. Your breathing is calm but I know inside a raging war is happening against yourself. I know that you would give anything to just give up now but I don't want you to.

I don't need to write some long paragraph comparing you to other people, instead I’ll write about what makes you, you.. Our love was fucking poetic before I messily scribbled down one word about you. I loved you with every bone in my entire fucking body and if that isn't poetry, I don't know what is.

It wasn’t until you used your hands to cup the back of my neck the first time we kissed and I could feel your firm grasp pull me closer, and my insides exploded and my head buzzed with bliss and the first night you slept over, you fell asleep with your hand laid over my stomach and your finger felt like a fire that I didn’t mind burning my skin. The first time we got drunk, was the first time you played with my hair, and god I was hooked, I’d drink forever if it meant you’d never stop. In public you’d hold my hand, and rub your thumb in little circles, that left me wanting you more, no matter what you would never let me go, I was glued to you, and I honestly didn’t mind. When we talked about breaking up, I saw your lips quiver with fear, and I brushed over your lips with my fingers before pulling you into my lap and I kissed you like never before. With my hand on your hips pulling you so close to me, leaving to space between us. It was then I realised i never wanted you to go.

I fell for you, and now I have to let you fall away from me. The people above are ripping you from my warmth and leaving me cold. They're leaving me alone with out the light in this world. You made me see the good in the messed up world we live in. You showed me that there is more to life than money or fame. You showed me a different world full of colour and love. One that is fading.

Now as you take your last breaths, I want you to remember, before I met you I was living in a demonic world in my own head. One without you. With fake smiles and laughs. You supplied me with an endless supply of happiness, joy, confidence and love. And for that I am eternally grateful. Y/D/N will grow up listening to the stories of her mum, her beautiful, wonderful mum. She will listen to my stories late at night about the princess that walked into my life. She will listen to how she looks like you. She will listen to our story. Our tragic, yet beautiful story.

So I wish you a peaceful flight into the land of after. My first true love and keeper of my heart, goodnight.

[danandphilimaginez]

hey... so I got a prompt if you wanna do i of course. Something like you moved next door to Dan and Phil and they are really sweet to you and Dan starts to have a little crush on you and it's all fluffy and stuff... thank you, sorry for the bad english <3

Done (X)

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The Boys Next Door [Dan Howell]

Title: The Boys Next Door

Words: 521

Warnings: Fluff

After a full day of moving in, your flat was looking decent. Even though you still had to paint the main wall, it was looking more homey by the hour. Fairy lights illuminated the room with a cozy feel. You glance at your alarm clock beside your bed.

5:32PM.

Rubbing your paint stained hand across your forehead, you walk through to your kitchen to grab a glass of water. As you go to turn on the tap, you are stopped by the sound of the doorbell.

'Crap' You think to yourself, looking down at what you're wearing. A Pikachu shirt, shorts and converse which were drenched in paint, along with your skin.

You shuffle towards the door and open it slowly. Standing on the other side were two men. One with black hair and blue eyes, wearing a cloud tshirt and a boy with brown hair and brown eyes, wearing just a plain black tshirt.

"Hi! I'm Phil, that's Dan, I guess we're your new neighbors!!" He says in an excited voice. You grin.

You catch the eyes of Dan, he blushes slightly and looks away.

"I'm Y/N Sorry, I've been decorating all day, you can come in for tea if you want?" You say looking down at your clothes then back up at them. They agree. The three of you sit down on your new sofa. Phil starts looking around at all your wall art that you hung up, along with your game collection.

"So...What Do you take with your tea?" You ask, while Phil is immersed in the games.

"Sugar and milk thanks!" Phil says, turning around to smile at you.

"I'll come help." Dan finally speaks up. You blush slightly at the sound of his voice. Its so smooth. The two of you walk over to your kitchen and begin making the desired tea.

"So...Pokemon fan?" He asks, turning his head to face you.

"Um..Yeah" You look down at the kettle.

"That's awesome! I love games like that." He says, laughing slightly. "So, where do you work?" He asks.

"Uh... I'm starting at Google, helping with camera work." You say, nodding.

"Oh! Well, we'll see you around then! Me and Phil do youtube videos." He explains.

"Ah! I though I've seen your face somewhere." You say "Cool job."

You pour the teas and walk back through to Phil with Dan.

For the next hour or so, you three chat about life and everything games, getting to know eachother and establishing a friendship.

----Time Jump----

It's the end of the night.

"Well! I'll see you around Y/N!" Phil kisses your cheek and starts to walk back next door. Dan on the other hand stays where he is.

"Um...Do You want grab some coffee tomorrow or something?" He asks, face turning red,

"Sure." You blush. His face turns to surprisement.

He leans forward and kisses your cheek, leaving tingles.

"See you tomorrow Y/N." He smiles, making butterflies erupt in your stomach. He walks off into his flat

You stand there, door still open, replaying the moments. Tomorrow was going to be special.

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