Dan And Phil Secret Santa

Welcome to Dan and Phil Secret Santa 2016!!

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DPSS Reveals !!

Hello friends! Sorry for the delay, but here are the reveals~ At this point, you can post your gifts to your own blogs, as well as introduce yourselves to your giftees!

Here’s the link to the reveals

Secondly, I will not be continuing with this event.

I’ve thought about it, but I simply do not have the time or energy to put into this event any longer;;;  So, I will be passing this blog along. If anyone is interested in taking it over, please let me know. I will be happy to give the rights and all of that fun stuff over, as well as a run through of how I organized everything if you’d like. But it’s been fun! Thank you to everyone who participated and made this event fun c:

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The Cuddling System

To: The Phandom

From: thesortinghatputmeinphandom 

THE CUDDLING SYSTEM

“Amazing. No pun intended. Or maybe intended, I don’t know,” Dan breathed heavily as they settled down on the bed after having sex for the first time.

“I know,” Phil said with a wink and a giggle, his tongue poking out from the corner of his mouth.

“Oh god! Shut up, I take it back,” Dan said hitting Phil’s shoulder lightly.

Phil turned on to his side to kiss Dan some more. He just couldn’t have enough of the brown haired boy. He kissed his cheek and his forehead, flicking the hair back with his fingers. His hand cupped Dan’s cheek and his lips planted a tiny kiss on Dan’s nose before finally kissing the younger boy’s lips.

Dan heaved a happy sigh into the kiss and held Phil’s face in his hands. They kissed for a few more moments, before exhaustion took them over and they settle down again.

“I’m sleepy. Pass me my boxers?” Dan asked shyly, the pink on his cheeks that had been lightening slowly, darkened up again. He then followed it with a yawn.

Phil’s heart did a little excited jump, seeing how adorable his boyfriend is. He obliged and bent to retrieve both of their boxers from the floor.

“You sure you’re alright?” Phil asked him once more as they both turned to look away, putting on their boxers, even though just a few seconds ago, they were quite literally wrapped around each other naked. It was Dan’s first time with another guy, and Phil wanted him to really enjoy it and not have regrets about it. Dan wanted to bottom, but also at the same time he was too hesitant. Phil offered to bottom, but Dan shook his head. Phil assured him it could be really pleasurable, if done right. So Phil guided him through the whole thing. They made out for a long time, trying to put Dan at ease. Phil was slow and sweet. He spoke softly to Dan, calling him every loving pet name he could think of, especially love. And maybe it wasn’t Phil’s usual style to go so slow with someone, but he found himself absolutely not minding, doing that for Dan. He found it much more pleasurable, and for other reasons than just the physical aspect of sex.

“Yes Phil, I’m alright. Once again,” Dan said kissing Phil’s nose and assuring Phil.

Phil smiled and wrapped his arm around Dan, pulling him close, and setting his chin on top of Dan’s mop of a brown haired head. “Wait, wait, wait, wait! Who told you I’m the small spoon?” Dan asked getting away from Phil’s hold and looking up at him with narrowed eyes. “I thought I made it very clear on Skype. I’m the big spoon.”

Phil pouted and made an irritated noise, before pulling Dan back into the small spoon’s position and cuddling him. “Just shut up and let me cuddle you. You’re so much better than the duvet,” Phil murmured into Dan’s hair.

“Uh-un. Just because you topped tonight, doesn’t mean you get to be the big spoon,” Dan said, shaking his head and turning on his side to face Phil completely, before pushing himself up, above Phil and wrapping his arms around Phil.

“But- no I want to hold you bear, please?” Phil pleaded.

“Those puppy eyes aren’t going to work on me,” Dan let him know.

And thus began the night of trying to get away from the other’s arms and trying to wrap the other person into a little spoon position. Their hands hit each other’s face in the process and legs kicked each other to gain dominance. At one point, Phil accidentally poked Dan’s eye.

“Ow!” “Sorry! But I’m taller,” Phil argued.

“You turnip, were the same height!” Dan said, slapping Phil’s hands away.

“Okay give me one good reason you should be the big spoon. Because I give great hugs. No- I give amazing hugs! You’ve said so yourself. So give me one good reason,” Phil decided they had to end this right now. It was past 3 in the morning and sex is tiring.

“I bottomed for the first time in my whole life. I just- I just gave something so personal about me to you, won’t you even let me spoon you?” Dan asked with a pout, looking away from Phil’s eyes, with a sad tone coating his words.

If Phil said it took more than one second for that to melt his heart, he’d be lying. “No, sorry, of course you should get to spoon me. I’m really… I didn’t realize-”

“Great! Now go down just a little bit, so I can tuck you in,” Dan said with a smile that showed off his white teeth visible even in the dim moonlight seeping in through the windows. All and any hint of sadness that he was feeling a moment ago, gone. Phil glared at him with his lips pursed , but finally shook his head and edged a little down the bed, waiting for Dan to wrap his arms around him and pull him in.

“You’re far too easy Phil, for your own good,” Dan said with a chuckle, kissing Phil’s hair.

“I hate you,” Phil whispered.

“No you don’t. Okay let’s make a deal, whoever bottoms gets to be the big spoon?” Phil looked up at Dan at that, who smiled his big dimpled smile at him. He craned his neck to kiss Dan’s dimple and nod.

“Okay.”

“Good, because I really liked what we did tonight, and I want to- umm do it again. I umm liked being a bottom,” Dan said with a blush creeping up his cheeks and ears.

“Is it because you want to be the big spoon again? I’m not falling for your tricks again Howell.”

“Oh god no! Shut up!” Dan said, slightly scandalized because it was embarrassing for him to be talking about the mechanics of the sex they were yet to have in future. “You know what? I hate you too! Maybe I should go sleep in the guest room your mum prepared for me before leaving,” he jokingly threatened Phil.

Phil laughed and kissed Dan’s nose once again. “Once you wrap your hands around mine, I’m not gonna let you go, I’m going to hold on to you Bear. Even if I’m not a fan of your cuddling system,”

Dan smiled and buried his head in Phil’s hair, inhaling the weird chemically lemon scented shampoo that Phil claimed was his favourite shampoo. He wondered if Phil would take advantage of the fact that he could blush so easily.

“Oh you will be once you see, how nice I wrap you up and how warm I keep you!”

“I’m not an egg Dan,’ Phil laughed and Dan gently punched his arm. “But you wait! I’m going to make a whole rulebook to explain this whole system, of who’s going to cuddle who. It’s going to be long and complicated and a lot of variables will be included.”

“I’m going to break every rule in this rulebook Phil Lester.”

Phil looked up and glared at Dan again, before breaking into a smile and saying, “Well good luck to you. I do kick a lot in my sleep.”

And once they fell asleep after a few more kisses, Dan did end up waking at seven in the morning with a numb arm and legs that were constantly being kicked kneed by Phil in his sleep.

“Maybe the cuddling system does need some revision,” He thought before extracting his arm carefully from under Phil and sleeping cosily just beside him, with hands to himself, at the same level.

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To: The Phandom

From: ughhh-its-leah

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To: The Phandom

From: sondrascribbles 

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To: The Phandom

From: marianathehypertiredgirl

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To: The Phandom

From: lilyevans-obliviate 

Title: An Outside View Through a Letter

Dear Ari and Lili,

So I know it’s a little old fashion to send you a letter but I thought you’d appreciate the thought instead of just a rushed email.

London is not like anything from back home. The weather is usually always grey and gloomy and to be honest, I don’t think I’ll be needing any of the shorts I brought with me. There are so many people when you go into town but I actually love that change in scenery to be completely honest with you.

I ended up finding a pretty nice flat! It was weirdly cheap and it’s really big. The only downside is that there are a lot of stairs to get to my flat and I usually end up kinda tired by the time I’m up there.

Across my door is a other flat, and these two men live there. I see them sometimes when I’m walking down to get the mail. They are these tall men with matching hair cuts and they introduce themselves as each other’s best friends. But to be honest with you guys, I think they’re lying to me.

Why would they lie to a stranger? Beats me. Well, now that I think about it, they never really said they were only best friends? I’m saying this because after introducing myself and getting to my door, I turned and saw them hand in hand. And of course, that doesn’t have to mean anything but added to the fact that sometime I can hear their conversations through the wall, kinda makes it clear to me that something not very platonic is going on.

Yesterday I heard a very northern voice, which was probably the paler of the two, Phil, I believe, tell the other to help him set the table, completely innocent, right? But then moments later I heard a little bang and then some moaning so… I don’t think they are just “best friends.”

I’m not mad they didn’t tell me the truth, I mean, they don’t even know me and they probably have good reason for keeping it a secret.

I’m glad to know they’re happy, you know? I hear laughter all the time. That’s not something I was use to back home. You guys should come visit soon, I miss you.

Forever yours, Alexia

P.S. if you do come visit, can you bring me noise cancelling headphones? Thanks

P.P.S okay so I was finishing this letter and I heard a knock on my door and it was Dan and he apologized to me if they make so much noise and then told me that they’ll be doing a little project later tonight and they might be a little loud.

P.P.P.S what kind of “project” do you think it is?

P.P.P.P.S oh my god, do you think they’re cooking??

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To: The Phandom From: stellarstyles

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To: @ravenclawghostshadow From: Your Secret Santa

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To: @kathyorihara

“I, unfortunately, could not find a soulmate au that i had the courage to write, so enjoy some holiday cuddling instead.

Also, this is mostly based on how my family celebrates holidays. Which is why th3 christmas card is in the present.

HAPPY HOLIDAYS!”

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“Daaaaaan~” Phil drawled, leaning on his boyfriends shoulder.

The two had just finished filming the last day of gamingmas, and now Phil was feeling… needy? Bored? Who knew, it was Phil.

Dan pushed the older man off his shoulder, and tried to go back to editing. Phil simply started being more annoying.

First, he sprawled across Dan’s lap, rolling around a bit before he was lightly shoved onto the floor.

“Hey!” Phil shouted.

“Stop bothering me, then,” Dan replied.

Next, the young man took to staring at his boyfriend. Just sitting there in silence, focusing on the other man’s face. Staring. Never looking away.

“Stop it!” Dan finally shouts after five minutes of this.

“I’m not bothering you, though…” Phil whines.

Dan shakes his head, then gets up and walks out of the room. Phil sits there for a second, then goes and runs after him.

He finds the other man in the kitchen, getting food.

“We should spend the holiday together next year~” Phil mutters as he wraps his arms around the other’s waist.

Dan sighs.

“You know we can’t do that. Family is important.”

Phil nuzzles his head against Dans neck.

“But we are family…”

The other man turns around and kisses his boyfriend.

“I know we are,” He says after pulling away from the kiss. “But our parents don’t exactly live close, do they?”

Phil nods.

“I know… it was just wishful thinking…”

Dan sighs, then takes Phils hand and leads him to the sofa.

“Come on. You can open the present I got for you,” He says. Phil takes a seat on the sofa as Dan goes to grab the present.

He comes back a minute later with a neatly wrapped package, and hands it to his boyfriend.

“Here.”

Said boyfriend took the neatly wrapped package and literally tore into it, sending little peices of wrapping paper everywhere. Out of the packageing, he pulled out a small lion keychain, a box of chocolates, and a Christmas Card.

“You so sweet!” Phil exclaimed, and leaned over the kiss the other man on the cheek. As soon as Phil kissed him, Dan grabbed the chocolate from Phil, opened it, and ate one.

“What was that for?” Phil asked.

“Philip, you didn’t read the card, did you?” Dan replied as he munched on another chocolate.

Said man quickly opened the card. Inside, it read,

Better get two kisses or I’ll eat all your chocolate.

~Dan

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Update #2

Hey friends! First off, I need to apologize for not having the reveals posted yet. I’ve had personal matters I’ve had to attend to, so I haven’t had the time I would like to make sure the reveal sheet is up to par. I hope to have it posted this weekend the latest. (Also, to the two santas who have submitted their gifts, I did get them! I’m sorry they haven’t been posted yet. I hope to have them up tomorrow) Second, a few more donations have trickled in. Sadly, like I stated before, this years donated gifts will be “Gifts to the Phandom,” and not go to individuals who did not receive gifts. Usually this would not be the case, and everyone who submitted their gift would get one in return. Although these donated gifts were super helpful, I do not have enough to supply to everyone who still needs one, and I do not have the time or energy to create all of the remaining ones myself;;; I don’t want to give gifts to people either, and leave people without, because that’s not fair as well. 

That being said, if you donated a gift to me, but wish for me to no longer post it, please let me know ASAP. You have until this weekend to let me know! But I want to throw that option out there, especially because the original intent was for these gifts to go to a person. So if you wish to take your gift back, just send me a message, and I will not post it. If I don’t get a message, I’m going to assume that it’s okay to post your gift as a “donated gift to the phandom.” If you have any questions or concerns, please don’t hesitate to message me ; u ;

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Update

Hey guys! 

So, I got a few donated gifts, which is amazing! Unfortunately;; I only got enough to cover about 4 or 5 people, plus a few extra gifts that I’ve made. There’s about 20 people that still need gifts. I personally cannot create 20 or so gifts by myself, and I have other commitments that I need to attend to. I wish I could put off posting reveals and such until I had all the extra gifts. But at the same time, I don’t want to stay at this standstill forever;;; It’s really not fair to people to have to wait longer than they already have to introduce themselves to their santas, and I know people are itching to post their work to their accounts and such too. So to the few people who did submit donations, thank you so much! It really means a lot. I will still post these gifts, but I will post them as “To the phandom” Gifts. This is the only thing I can think of doing fairly. (I don’t want to give a few people donated gifts, and the other people get nothing, yk?? Also, the donated gifts that came in are amazing and definitely shows hard work put in to them! I don’t want them to sit unshown and gather dust, you know?) So I will get the extra gifts in the queue sometime tomorrow, and then I’ll post the reveal guide soon after that Again, I’m really sorry for those who did submit their gifts on time and such, but did not get a gift in return. I really am sorry. -Ki

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Do we just submit donations? If we have any?

Hi!!Yupp! Just submit them to me like regular gifts c: But please do make a note stating that it is a donation so I know !!

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All of the gifts I have received have been posted!!

If you realize the gift you created is missing, please message me ASAP so either I can look for it, or you can resubmit it!! Also, I am missing 25 gifts;;; I’m still accepting gift donations!! So if anyone has any free time, it would really help me a lot ; u ; <3 

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Panic! at the Dan Flat

To: @tamingtheexistentialcrisis

Summary: Dan just wanted to get into his flat and feed his dogs, and he did, encountering some surprises inside. (wow, what a gREat summary)

Word Count: 1927

Warnings: Swearing

A/N: Happy Holidays Sarah @tamingtheexistentialcrisis !!!! I know you wanted a fic pertaining dogs so here’s a fic containing only like 3 sentences about animals! Yay. I tried to make it revolve around animals but I barely accomplished it. Nevertheless, I hope you enjoy it, it may not be the best writing, because even after revising, it’s trash. Please enjoy x

“Fuck these keys,” Dan muttered under his breath, failing once again to find the right key to his flat. “Sure doesn’t help that they all look the same.” Letting out a strangled noise, Dan threw his set of keys to the ground before crumbling next to them, head in his hands. Attempting to calm down he began inhaling and exhaling, trying to find a rhythm.

“Maybe I can fit my ass through the dog door,” he joked, laughing glumly.

“No offense, but I think you may be a tad bit too big to fit through it,” a voice chuckled from above him.

Dan looked up, blushing in embarrassment as he saw none other than his neighbor, Phil, smirking down at him. Giving a small smile he replied, “None taken, sorry you have to see me like this,” gesturing towards his defeated state, “All my keys look the same and I can’t find the right one for my door, not to mention, I need to feed my dogs,” explaining his situation and nodding towards his keys.

Phil glanced at the troublesome keys, “Well no wonder you’re aggravated, why are they all silver?” he questioned. “And I’m sure you dogs will survive a few minutes.”

Dan gave him a confused look before huffing out, “What other color are they supposed to be, and no, they are very picky about being fed?”

“Here, have a look at mine,” Phil suggested, swinging his bag off his shoulder, Dan taking note that it had a nice galaxy print on it, and started digging around inside before producing his own set of keys. Dan instantly winced at the colorful bunch, “What even is that mess, how the hell does that help you?” he asked.

Phil laughed, “No key looks the same, so only one key can obviously go to one thing, such as this one,” Phil held up a blue key with the Adventure Time logo at the top, with Jake on one side of the key, and Finn on the other. “This key goes to my car, and it’s Adventure Time, like I’m going on an adventure every time I get into my car.” He explained, looking at Dan to see if he understood. Clearly he didn’t, as he was staring at Phil with a blank expression. This ushered Phil to continue. “Oh! And this one!” Phil exclaimed as his eyes lit up, “This I got customized, the majority of these are, of my cat to symbolize home. Speaking of my cat, I need to find her, she escaped this morning and she’s running ramped through the building somewhere. But back to keys, my cat is home to me, so that’s why she’s on the key. Sounds pathetic but it’s a good system and yeah,” Phil rambled before stopping to awkwardly look at Dan.

After a couple of seconds of silence had passed of them just staring at one another Dan interrupted it, brow furrowing, “Um, okay, sounds like a great system,” Sarcasm dripping in his voice, “But I highly doubt it would work for me,” Dan replied, pursing his lips.

Phil frowned, unlocking his door and swinging it open, stepping inside. Turning around he glared down at Dan before raising an eyebrow, “If we look at the situation, I’m not the one sitting in front of my apartment door having an existential crisis over some keys,” Phil promptly stated, turning back around and slamming his door shut behind him.

After the few seconds of initial shock wore off, Dan groaned putting his head in his hands once again, before uttering, “Hope you find your cat, you ass,” yet knowing that he was technically the one who provoked Phil’s lashing. He knew his neighbor was right and that Phil, one of the nicest and most attractive people in his apartment building, would never have said that to someone if they didn’t deserve it. But Dan was mad, and damn it to hell if he wasn’t going to be a bitch about it.

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5 minutes of trying every single key later, Dan had finally found his flat key. Pushing his way into his flat he sighed either out of past acknowledged defeat, victory, or relief, he honestly didn’t know. All Dan knew was that he was ready to feed his dogs, make some tea, and go to bed surrounded by fur(ries)(im joking). Nudging the door closed behind him, he rubbed his eyes and was puzzled as to why his dogs haven’t attacked him yet, normally they were always there to greet him at the door. Now that he thinks about it, they weren’t whining the entire time he sat outside his door, chatting with Phil.

Removing his hands from his eyes his heart stopped at what lay before him. What he thought he had draped on the back of a chair that morning, now lay in shredded remains no more than four feet in front of him. His Yeezy jumper. The one thing he treated as a child besides his dogs now lay in ruins on the carpet. Dan’s mind instantly flashed back to joking how it resembled a potato sack, but now, in its shredded form, it truly looked nothing more than a burlap sack. Dan picked up the garment, upon closer inspection, the sweater looks as though it had been created into a makeshift bed, to fit a small animal. Neither of his animals were small enough to fit on the sweater, with one being a medium-sized dog and the other being one of the biggest dog breeds, there was no doubt that this wasn’t their doing.

He grimaced and dropped the fabric, walking towards the kitchen while rubbing his temples. Had a raccoon gotten in? A squirrel? Badger? Putting aside what possible creature had decided to ruin his life, Dan opened up the cabinet to pull down the container of dog food. Put a healthy amount into both the bowls, “SAINT, PEPE, COME EAT,” he hollered, expecting his dogs to come, tails wagging. Confused, he stepped out to walk into the lounge.

If the jumper didn’t kill him, Dan was for sure this next disaster would. From top to bottom the side of his (faux) leather couch there were cuts that only small claws could create. Gasping, Dan didn’t know whether to fall to his knees or cry. The side of his couch looked as though it had went to hell and back, stuffing puffed out of the slits that had been created. Skinny skinny slits. From skinny skinny claws.

In full blown panic Dan called out for his dogs again, trudging down the hallways towards his open bedroom door, grumbling the whole way. Pushing his door open he didn’t know what to make of the scene. In the farthest corner of the room were his two dogs visibly quivering in fear, and sat on his bed, sat the culprit that Dan had guessed after seeing his couch. A cat. A cat. While Dan was angry, furious, at the disaster to his couch and shredded jumper, he was above all, surprised. His decent sized Shiba Inu, and fucking gigantic sized Leonberger were scared of a cat no longer than 12 inches. Hearing his one his dogs whimper he reassured them, “Shh, Saint, it’s okay,” going over to scratch the biggest dog’s head.

Dan let out another sigh before taking a couple tentative steps towards his bed, not sure of what this demon cat was capable of. The cat didn’t blink. Feeling accepted, he reached a hand out slowly, letting his hand pet it’s head and moving down to the cat’s neck, hoping to locate a collar. Finding one, he twisted it around to inspect the name tag.

Lion

Who names a cat lion? Is it some form of irony because it’s just a cat and not a lion? Because the cat’s fur is orange? Deciding to stop questioning the owners name choice, he read the address underneath the name. Letting out a groan and rolling his eyes, Dan recognized the address as none other than his neighbor, Phil’s. Of course. What are the odds.

“Let’s go you little shit,” scooping up the animal he walked out his room, whistling for the dogs to come eat. Snatching his jumper off the ground he swung his door open and stormed out, closing it gently so as not to startle Saint and Pepe. Mere feet from Phil’s door, Dan scowled. He advanced towards the door and started knocking furiously.

After only a few seconds, the door opened, revealing Phil wearing a silver jacet, as if he were just about to leave. Blue eyes widening even more than they already were, Phil’s face split into a grin. “You found her! Oh my god, thank you so much Dan, I was just about to go search for her!” He exclaimed, excitement clear on his face. He pulled Dan into a hug, Dan letting himself go limp at the contact before the cat decided to whine. Breaking away, Phil grabbed the cat from Dan’s arms, immediately cradling it. The cat purred and rubbed its head under Phil’s chin.

“I wouldn’t be so happy if I were you,” Dan remarked, he meant to say it in a ruder tone but Phil’s hug had startled him. Throwing his jumper at Phil’s face he explained, “Your cat, Lion, decided to visit me and give me the biggest surprise.” Phil examined the sweater remains, “Looks like you need to buy a new one mate,” He stated pointedly.

Dan smirked, “Nu-uh-uh Key Freak, looks like you need to buy a new one, mate,” jabbing Phil in the chest to emphasize his claim.

“Wh-How-Bu-Me?” Phil sputtered, perplexed by what Dan had said. Phil then frowned, “And I’m not a key freak, I just have a system.”

Dan chuckled, “Walk with me Key Boy, I have something else to show you.”

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“I’ll pay for it, I promise, all the damages Dan, I promise, I’ll buy you a whole new couch, and a new jumper, Lion must have escaped and went through your dog door and she must have went ballistic when she realized she couldn’t get back out,” Phil rambled, attempting to assure Dan that he would pay all the costs and that it would never happen again.

“Phil, Phil, Phil, it’s fine, I’ve cooled down. I’m not mad. I have enough money to replace everything,” Dan talked over Phil, trying to get him to stop talking.

Phil still had a guilty look on his face, “I’ll still find a way to repay you, whether it’s through little or small things. Also, why do you have a dog door? When both your dogs, especially Saint,” Phil gestured towards the larger dog, “Can’t fit through it? And why install one in an apartment building?”

Dan shrugged, “I have no idea, it was here when I moved in. You can start repaying me by ordering us some pizza and watching some TV with me, I haven’t had human interaction in half a year.” Laughing  Phil found the pizza number and began typing the numbers in, “Honestly, same.”

Dan smiled, filling with giddiness at the thought of Phil potentially becoming his friend, even if it was due to his cat trashing his most expensive things. Patting the spots next to him, Pepe jumped beside him, laying her head in his lap. Looking over his smile grew wider as he saw Phil subconsciously scratching Saint’s neck while he was ordering the pizza. Leaning his head back on the couch he closed his eyes in content.

A/N: The End! I know that entire beginning was not needed but I’m what the kids call extra. x

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The Story of Us

to: @marianathehypertiredgirl

summary: you know us as Dan and Phil, internet icons. We know us as we are.

warning: tooth rotting, eye rolling, drool dripping fluff

words: 1,095

with love to a sweet person! happy holidays darling ♥

You all know us as Dan and Phil, the popular online duo that has not only individual channels with over six and four million subscribers, but also a gaming channel with over two million subscribers, a worldwide a tour, a book and so much more.

But to each other, we are just Dan and Phil, the best friends who live together and love each other unconditionally.

We are just normal dudes, bros, nerds that are so close that we always leave the world asking: are they or aren’t they?

Here’s your answer.

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“PHIL! Why do you always leave all the cupboard doors open?!?!”

Sometimes I literally cannot DEAL with this boy. He just walks around leaving all the cupboard doors open, spilling every single thing on the counters, and then stubbing his toe on the kitchen door. How has he survived this far in his life???

“I’m sorry Dan! I was looking for the Hello Kitty cup and I couldn’t find it”

“Oh my GOD Phil I told you not to drink from that! The coffee splashes up a-“

“AHHHHHH MY LIP IS BURNING DAN I AM DYING HELP ME!”

This freaking spork, I have told him countless times not to use that cup but nooo, does he ever listen to me?

“Phillip Michael Lester, give me that cup back right now so I can PLACE IT ON THE HIGHEST SHELF ALL THE WAY IN THE BACK SO YOU CAN NEVER EVER BURN YOURSELF AGAIN!”

“Awwww Dan, you really do care about me! I love you!”

I won’t lie, the sudden confession of love made me blush a little.

“AHHHH I’M BURNING WHEN WILL THIS TORTURE END!”

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It was freezing. Like actually freezing. Our heat wasn’t working on one of the coldest nights in the history of London.

Okay maybe not, but it really was freezing!

Phil and I were sat by the fire, with the blaze burning at full capacity, but the heat just wasn’t coming through to us. I moved closer to the fire and sat on the carpet with my blanket cape, but I had not expected the sudden movement behind me.

Phil was suddenly sitting right next to me, our sides touching as we both huddled close to the fire. I suddenly felt warmth I had definitely not felt before, and it wasn’t just because of the fire.

Phil had draped his blanket over the both of us, and his arm was draped around me.

I felt the heat radiating from his body to mine, as his hand rested gently on my waist. I wanted to do nothing more than lean my head on his shoulder, and let myself be pulled in.

So I did.

I had never felt such a peace come over me.

Sure, this wasn’t something strange for friends to do, but I felt something more than just friendship.

I felt Phil’s fingers squeeze my side ever so gently, and I lifted my head to look up at him.

My eyes met those beautiful eyes, full of the ocean.

I was captivated when his lips touched mine.

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Finally, it was spring.

I loved the weather outside, although it was still cold, but there was definitely a sweet smell in the atmosphere. The flowers were blooming!

“Phil Phil Phil Phil Ph-“

“DANIEL WHAT I AM TRYING TO SLEEP!”

“BUT PHIL FLOWERS! Can we please go to that beautiful field of flowers we found last year?? I bet they’re all in bloom and I just want to lay in the field and take some #aesthetic selfies! Pleaseeeeee?”

“No one says the word ‘hashtag’ IRL Dan. Calm down.”

“IS THAT A YES???”

“Fine, we’ll go!”

The field was beautiful. It was full of marigolds, one of my very favorite flowers. The smell was intoxicating, and I loved the random wild flowers growing in between the golden waves.

I was just lying in the flower beds, taking in the sweet scents and the rare England sunshine.

This was my happy place. The past year had been so crazy; it felt as though Phil and I were always busy doing one thing or another. If we weren’t writing the book, we were practicing for the tour. If we weren’t doing either of those, we were trying to film videos for our channels to put out some quality content.

It was really nice to take a moment to simply feel content. I had never imagined that I would be in this place in my life.

It was even sweeter to know that I had such a special person to share it with. Phil was the best friend that I could ever imagine having.

He was there with me through everything; he loved me even when it was hard for me to love myself.

Phil was my anchor, and I loved him more than I had ever loved anyone.

He came to lay down beside me, our fingertips touching ever so slightly.

“Phil, can I tell you something?”

“Of course, Dan. Anything at all.”

“Thank you. For everything. For being my first best friend, for taking care of me when I had no idea what to do with my life, for always being my reality check.”

“Dan…that’s what friends are for! I care about you a lot and I have to thank you as well for putting up with my craziness and weirdness. You’re always there for me. And I love that about you. I love everything about you.”

“Phil I…I love you too. So much.”

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Little steps padded across the carpet, with the urgency that hunger usually brings.

A little unsteady, but rushed nonetheless.

The footsteps padded towards the couch, where two people were sitting peacefully, one of them reading while cuddling with the other one, who seemed to be endlessly scrolling.

“Awwww hey little guy! Look at you, made it all the way over to us! So proud of you buddy!”

“Phil, isn’t it time to feed him?”

“Oh, you’re right!“

“I’ll go get the kibble, could you wash the bowl?”

“Yes sir!”

The little husky puppy sauntered over to Dan, who was grabbing the kibble from underneath the cabinet, and peered over at Phil, who was washing the bowl.

Dan saw the puppy staring curiously at Phil, and stated softly,

“Yeah, little guy, I know he’s the best. I think so too.”

Woof woof!

Phil came over, having heard what Dan said, and dropped a quick kiss on Dan’s head, and then bent down to kiss the little fur ball too, while tactfully avoiding being licked.

“Love you too.”

"We are so #domestic.”

“DANIEL!!!”

[danandphilsecretsanta]

to: @totorototo-ro

From: Your Secret Santa

A message from your Santa: message: i’m sorry that i didn’t have enough time to make you a nicer gift but i hope you liked my quick little doodle nonetheless! hope you had a good holiday and a great new year! <3

[danandphilsecretsanta]

To: @veganphil

From: Your Secret Santa

A message from your santa:

Hello! I’m sorry, it’s a mess, my plan was to do a digital realistic painting and all but my computer crashed, so I made this quick watercolor painting… I followed your prompts and um… yeah, HAPPY NEW YEAR! I wish you the best for 2017 (and all the other years to come of course :))