Option he/him @optionalpeace - Tumblr Blog

I think its about time I do an intro I think

I like: -music: Muse, TØP, Depeche Mode and a lot more (Daft Punk, Linkin Park,......)

-yt: Dan and Phil, Smosh, Tom Scott

-colour: green, black, red

-books: Project Hail Mary, Artemis, The Martian (all by Andy Weir)

My native language is not English, but I speak it on a C1 level. I also speak a bit of German, Greek and French (sorry), and my mother tongue, Hungarian, which I am unfortunately starting to forget, even though I still live in the country.

'08 born

I also have autism (probably a given for liking dnp), diagnosed

My asks are always open for interacting or art suggestions :]

Feel free to interact with me however old you may be, just dont be weird about it, thanks!

As for a name, call me Option or something else related to my username because I don't want to share my actual name, thanks! :]

When I feel like sharing a thought, it will be under #optionyaps

My art is under #optiondraws

Interacting with moots is #optionalmoots

Tesco knows...

DID YOU GUYS KNOW THAT DAN AND PHIL KISS???? WTF

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it’s funny how we’re getting to the point in the AI lifespan where you can feel the desperation from tech companies to have you use their AI features. instagram has moved their AI effects to the top of the menu when you’re creating a post for your story, exactly where the draw/edit button used to be. gmail is creating one-click AI-generated replies right before you open up the text box. spotify put a beta AI playlist generator on the front page that looks just like a search bar so all of their users accidentally click on it when they go to search for a song.

tech companies are shaking in their boots trying to prove to shareholders that their investment in AI is worth it, to the point where they’re tricking their users into using the AI features even for a split second in order to fudge the numbers. like awww is your little environment-destroying toy not wielding the results you hoped for? so sad!

hyumjim

Starting a collection

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ahappydnp

it must be so nice to be dan and cuddle up to phil

it also must be nice to be phil and cuddle up to dan

and where's davis

diphowell

Phil looking over at Dan in these moments specifically. (x)

starfishdustt

2009 phyuri :(

They're so cute aww

dorkymirage

did someone order tramp stamp phanart

tothebasementpeopletothebasement

my heart is exploding

#heart eyes howell

tothebasementpeopletothebasement

my heart is exploding

frogcult19

HAPPY PRIDE!!! 🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️

adziedoodlesphan

Can’t stop thinking about Dan & Phil revealing they would push their hotel twin beds together during their time on holiday / on tour before they were out as either gay or a couple… especially after reading this post.

How quick were they to close the gap between what could’ve easily been each other’s own assigned space? Once they entered their hotel room and properly registered the two separate tiny beds, who was even the first to suggest pushing them together? Or, God, was it just an idea they had agreed to do without having to properly discuss it? Did they just know they’d both find any way to be as physically close as possible after spending so much time in front of others having to pretend they didn’t care about being apart? While they booked a room with twin beds out of fear for their safety and privacy as two closeted gay guys, was it still a given that they’d immediately push the beds together as soon as they felt it was okay to do so?

At the time this was happening, the world outside their own viewed them as just two flat mates, two collaborative business partners, two very close best friends… but to Dan & Phil, there was a whole other part of their relationship that was solely, entirely theirs — to cherish and treasure every moment of behind the comfort of closed doors, sometimes decorated with a flimsy but protective ‘do not disturb’ sign. Even the most decrepit hotel/motel room they stayed in during their travels couldn’t stop them from finding a way to make it their own cosy haven. Despite the fear they had during the booking process, two things were clear — with Phil, Dan could finally feel safe in a way he didn’t think was even a possibility a few years prior to meeting him and in turn, Phil felt cared for — more and more so as he spent each following year with Dan. As sarcastic as Dan claims to have been during one of the first weeks they spent together back in October 2009, maybe now they could both admit whatever it was they had together was indeed turning out to be ‘the most fun’ they’d ever had, even during the quieter moments spent together.

How did they go about actually moving the hotel beds anyway? Did Dan playfully encourage Phil to do it even when, in return, he was met with Phil’s ‘stinky baby’ claims about being too ‘weak’ to move it by himself? Was it more of an opportunity to jokingly flirt about how ‘strong’ the other was for pushing an entire bed frame by himself? Or much like many things they had curated together, was it a joint effort filled with banter, bickering laughter and silliness? Yeah, it might’ve also been a bit of a faff to move the beds, especially after a long night of performing a live show as elaborate as TATINOF... but it was still worth it, wasn’t it? It was worth finding any kind of way to be physically close when they weren’t yet ready to even process the thought of being affectionate in public. They were more than ready for this. Plus, they had made it this far side by side, hand in hand - why even bother spending nights apart? Being together just made the most sense.

When they would eventually lie down and relax, how quickly did it take for the night to turn intimate, for them to embrace each other under the covers? Was it a conscious choice or did Phil slowly pressing his cool leg against Dan’s warm thigh paired with the gentle thoughtful strokes of Dan’s broad thumb against Phil’s stupidly soft hand cause them to seamlessly sleepily slide into a much-needed cuddle? Despite how far they may have been from London, did the hotel room magically start to feel like home now that they were finally in each other's arms again? When did these cosy nights, these cramped brief temporary living spaces, these tiny seemingly mundane moments within a whole shared lifetime transform into yet another little world they had so lovingly created together? 💕