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Masterlist for; Not what you thought (Iâm sorry, I didnât know.)
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Summary:Â Danâs ready to start his new life, as a boy. As Dan instead of Yazi. Heâs going to a new school in Manchester, where everybody knows him as Dan. Everythingâs going fine, except for when Nichole texts him and his binder is too tight and when dysphoria hits him like a fucking train. Oh, and thereâs that kid that sits with him behind the school at lunchtime and brings him food.
Triggers/Warnings: Dysphoria, drinking, drugs, suicide mentions, mentions of selfharm, smut in the future. **triggers may change, pls stay safe <3
Current word count: 17k
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Chapter 7
Chapter 8Â
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Im not sure if anyone has requested this but like ummm i need some phan smut where phil is the principal at a school and Dan gets sent to the principals office for being naughty so like Phil punishes Dan. Dan gives phil a BJ, Phil spanks Dan with a ruler, then Phil just bends Dan over the desk and fucks him hard. Uhhhh also Dan calling Phil 'Sir' mmmmmm please?
YUSSSS just in case this may trigger some people Imma make it separate and tag it under âkgaydayâ
Prompt: rich!alpha!phil bringing submissive!shy!omega!dan with him to a business party and all the other alphas are complinenting dan and shit so Phil gets jealous and they go home and fuck
HELL YEAH IMMA MAKS THIS SEPARATELY THO ALSO I'M BACK SOSEKD
Prompt: phil gets hot easily and canât cuddle/ be close for too long but after a bad day or fight he doesnât care
Aaaaaa
All I can say is YES
Dan and Phil hardly ever fight, except one day, Dan had came home late after promising he would be home early. Phil didnt mean to get as mad as he did, only he did. Mainly because he had been trying to cook dinner for the two and it had been burnt. Once Dan got home, Phil was yelling, and Dan didnt even know what he was really saying I what was happening.In the end Phil had found out it was because he was shopping for him.And in the end even though phil was probably gross and sweaty neither cared.
Prompt: phil gets hot easily and canât cuddle/ be close for too long but after a bad day or fight he doesnât care
AaaaaaAll I can say is YESDan and Phil hardly ever fight, except one day, Dan had came home late after promising he would be home early. Phil didnt mean to get as mad as he did, only he did. Mainly because he had been trying to cook dinner for the two and it had been burnt. Once Dan got home, Phil was yelling, and Dan didnt even know what he was really saying I what was happening.In the end Phil had found out it was because he was shopping for him.And in the end even though phil was probably gross and sweaty neither cared.
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Send me prompts or one shot ideassss i wanna write
some guy at the mens bathroom was like oi whatre you doin here and i was like wym im not a girl and he was like aw fuck sorry you just got beautiful features and fist bumped me
this is so iconic we stan whoever this man was
iâm lovin, iâm livin, iâm picking it up
Summary:Â Tour bus smut. Having a mirror on the ceiling of their bedroom makes Dan rather excited.
Notes:Â Â Well, I saw the Tour Bus video Dan posted, and immediately thought of this. Whoops.
I hope you enjoy this short, quickly written smut fic.
You can find me on Twitter @Galactic_Howell for updates on fics I am working on, as well as anything to do with these two nerds!
Title taken from Ariana Grandeâs song âNo Tears Left to Cryâ
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Ao3:Â https://archiveofourown.org/works/15146018
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weâre watching the new season of queer eye and my dad is actually crying over the ep with the trans dude, like heâs talking about his top surgery and my dad is in tears going âwhen you sculpt marble the sculpture is already inside, youâre just getting rid of what isnât part of it! heâs just getting rid of what isnât part of him!â
so from my oldass 70 year old dad to all my trans followers, y'all are marble sculptures and youâre perfect
âdan and phil, are they dating?â
im lacking vitamin A (Attention)
Cool promptoriano for you, dan and phil both being bottoms so they have to figure things out (sexually as one does). You can pick how ever it goes (if they end up one top and one bottom, extra points for bottom Phil!)
OKAY YES I KNOW ITâS BEEN A MILLION YEARS BUT YA BOY IS BACK I HAD FINALS UPON FINALS
Dan and Phil had been dating for a couple months now, many people would now think that they wouldâve fucked like rabbits, yet that was very far from the truth. Unfortunately, they were both âsolelyâ bottoms, well maybe. Dan had tried once to get Phil to fuck him, but that didnât to so well, as Phil had panicked and Dan simply apologized and got used to wanking in the shower.
But tonight, tonight was different. It had been about eleven o'clock on an average Saturday night they had been watching Thor the dark night, yet of course, Philâs mind had gotten the best of him. (despite what many people said Phil was actually more dirty-minded than Dan was) Phil was obviously thinking about how hot Thor was and you know just Thor fucking him.
Phil being the big spoon Dan soon felt Philâs hard on touching his back. He soon hesitantly turned to Phil with bright red cheeks.âPhil i-are you hard?â Dan mumbled Phil looked down and to his surprise he really was hard. All he could do was slowly nod since sex was a hard topic to mention this was very awkward. Dan mustered up some courage grabbing the sides of Philâs face and giving him a rather rough kiss.
Which obviously Phil kissed back to, after an awkward make-out session they both âtiedâ on the so-called dominance war. Phil had eventually pulled Dan into his lap. They had both awkwardly went back to their make-out session, blushing furiously the whole time.Â
Dan had pushed Phil back, very surprisingly. Now with Dan straddling Phil, the brown haired boy reached down and started to unbutton Philâs shirt, once it was off he had crawled off the awaiting Philâs lap, positioning in between his legs. Dan now felt something inside him, he was wanting and loving the control he had at this moment, all he wanted to do was make Phil scream and boy was he gonna do it. Finally Dan understood.
Dan had started placing gentle kisses across Philâs chest, but they soon turned into rough kisses, sometimes bites. Somehow in the mix Dan got his own shirt off, soon nearly ripping Philâs pants off with an animalistic growl. Dan had also slowly, teasingly pulled off his own pants.Â
Phil knew he would not last long already, mainly because he hadnât been fucked in awhile and he had never seen Dan so dominant. Dan had moved himself to sit between Philâs legs palming the raven haired boy, palming him through his boxers. All Phil could do was let out a desperate whimper flushing down his chest. Dan just chuckled hooking his fingers the others boxers looking up to Phil for consent which he of course nodded quickly to. As soon as Philâs boxers were off Danâs mouth was around his-very-hard member. Phil moaned out gripping onto the boyâs hair.
While Dan was doing that he reached his hand down, tracing over the tight muscles, Phil loudly gasped as the finger pushed itself in. About ten minutes of Dan stretching Phil he pulled himself off, looking up to Phil.âReady?â Dan asked grabbing the lube coating himself in it, as Phil nodded. Dan pushed in slowly waiting a bit for Phil to get used to it.âYou can move.â Dan nodded starting with slow thrusts, eventually picking up the pace.
Phil could only let out small gasps and whines as Dan gripped his hips to keep him from squirming.âHarder D-Dan.â Phil whined out, as Dan did as told, shockingly speeding up going gradually harder. Phil was letting out loud moans panting. Dan lifted the others legs over his shoulders harshly pounding into him.âYouâre such a good boy Phil.â Phil was so so close and Dans words werenât helping either. Soon enough without warning Phil came, untouched, and over himself, Dan following soon after pulling out laying besides him catching his breath.
âi love you so much babyâ Dan said, but Phil was already asleep and fucked outÂ
choke me daddy
hey so protip if you have abusive parents and need to get around the house as quietly as possible, stay close to furniture and other heavy stuff because the floor is settled there and itâs less likely to creak
socks are quieter than bare feet on tile/wood and for the love of god donât wear slippers/shoes if you can help it
climbing ON the furniture will disrupt the pattern of your footsteps and make it harder to hear where you are in the house
crawling will do the same and if you get caught crawling you can pretend you fellÂ
the floor near the wall can be really loud if the floorboards/carpet is old and not completely flush to the wall
do NOT attempt to use a rolling chair to travel without footsteps. they are extremely loud and hard to steer
Also. Breath with your mouth and not your nose. Your nose will whistle. Trust me. If you need to get into your fridge, jab your finger into the rubber part that seals the door closed and create a tiny airway. This will prevent the suction noise when you open the door. When drinking liquids (juice mostly), pour out your glass (or chug from the jug) and replace what you drank with water. If it was full enough in the beginning, no one will notice. DO NOT STEAL ALCOHOL. THEY WILL NOTICE IF ITâS WATERED DOWN. Bring a pillowcase for dried foods like cereal and granola. It helps to muffle the sound it makes when it pours.
If your house has snack packs (like gummy bears or crackers or chips), count them every day until you know the rhythm that they get consumed. (This took me a week and a half with my twin brother and sister). Then join the rhythm when you make your nightly visits. It will be that much harder to figure out it was you.
KEEP A TRASH BAG UNDER YOUR BED FOR WRAPPERS AND STUFF BUT DONT FORGET TO THROW IT OUT WHENEVER YOU CAN. BUGS YKNOW. Hope this helped.
I might have some useful info to add.
-a jar of peanut butter is long lasting and easy to hide under a bed or in a dresser drawer. I lived off of jars of peanut butter and boxes of saltine crackers I would buy on grocery trips with my mom.
-two words: Slipper Socks. These are the socks that have rubber designs on the bottom for grip. They make no noise, and also keep you steady on slicker surfaces like tile and wood. You can find them cheap at Walmart. They also keep your feet more protected if youâre outside.
-if youâre secure enough in your room to have a small food stash, make sure youâre not too obvious about it (duh) but also move its location every few days. I kept mine in a shoebox under my bed, then switched it to a backpack in my closet, then wedged between my bookshelf and wall, and I would cycle locations until i moved it permanently to a false-bottomed drawer I installed in my dresser when my father was gone for a weekend. I would NEVER put food directly into my stash after taking it. I would keep it in pockets of my clothes and between books until everyone went to sleep, then Iâd stock and stow my stash for the next few days.
-get a water bottle with a filter in it. I used to be able to reach my bathroom from my bedroom door down the hall using a huge step or minor jump/leap. If I was afraid of being caught at night, Iâd fill up the humidifier tank we kept under our sink while I took a short shower, and would refill my water that way. It might not be the best option, but I kept a small stockade of water under my bed for emergencies.
-if you can, smuggle your garbage out in your backpack or purse. Dispose of it at work/school. I got caught twice by carelessly throwing away packaging.
-if someone knows the situation youâre going through (close friend/partner/etc) see if thereâs a way for them to get food or other supplies to you at school or work or what private time you may get. A hidden first aid kit literally saved parts of my body before and I owe it to a close friend.
-try learning the buildingâs natural rhythm. The house I grew up in would creak and settle heavily every night for 3-5 minutes. That was my shot, and I had to be QUICK. I still got caught a few times, but learning the patterns in our floors and walls, when they creaked, WHERE they creaked, kept me going. Eventually I was sprinting in slipper socks to the kitchen and back in less than 90 seconds.
-if you have stairs, or live upstairs. Sit as you go down them one at a time, or climb up them like an animal. It keeps you low/out of lots of motion sight, and also can reduce noise and creaking by distributing weight over more than 1-2 steps.
-You can use common hand sanitizer to remove the stains certain snack foods leave behind (coughs cheeto fingers) and a dry toothbrush can help scrub the color off your tongue. If you can get powdered toothpaste or toothpaste tabs to keep on hand, it makes a huge difference in sneakiness.
-I donât recommend going for dried foods like granola or cereal unless you can sneak it to a secure place to get it. Itâs too loud, itâs a gamble every time for something with less caloric intake than itâs worth if you get caught. Of course, there are times when thatâs the only option!!
-if youâre taking milk, add water, but be SURE to shake/agitate the bottle to distribute the dairy fat with the water. I got into the habit of shaking milk jugs when I started sneaking it, and explained the habit as something I read in an old comic strip my father showed me. (Back when whole milk had a lot more cream fats and theyâd separate, so shaking it would redistribute the cream.) I still shake milk jugs to this day.
-if your windows open or donât have screens, eat leaning out an open window. Any food mess will be lost in the dirt. I was lucky I had bushes and birds outside that would catch my granola bar crumbs before anyone could notice.
-canned goods are tempting, but not worth it. It requires too many tools (can opener/strained sometimes/utensils/some need heat) stick to thinks like various nut butters (sunflower/peanut/almond), crackers, dried fruit, and easy to conceal food bars (nature valley/nutrigrain/etc.) dried ramen packets are good uncooked if you can stand the texture. Apple sauce and pudding cups are also easier to sneak and stash than one might think, and can be eaten with your fingers. The only canned foods I recommend are condensed soups and precooked pasta (spaghetti-oâs). You can easily mix them with a little bit of hot water from the tap and get something more sustaining than a handful of captain Crunch. The cans are cheap, sometimes recyclable, and drinking soup takes way less time than chewing solid food.
-if you menstruate, attempt to stash pads/tampons in a safe location. Sometimes shit happens. Pads can work as bandages in emergency situations. Sometimes shark week comes unexpectedly. If you can sneak a roll of toilet paper or paper towels, these are also life savers.
-plastic utensils from takeout containers can be hidden inside socks and will be worth their weight in gold when you least expect it. I bought myself a tiny plastic bowl from the dollar store and kept cheap trinkets in it on my desk so it didnât seem like a bowl I was eating out of. You could try this with something like a mason jar, which is also useful for drinking out of or storing water.
-if youâre eating a crunchy or solid food, try soaking it in water. Mushy food can be repulsive in texture, but I could clock the sound of someone eating a nature valley oat bar from like 6 miles away. Dunking it in water (or using a secret bowl+water) can reduce noise, and also eating time since you donât have to chew as much.
-keep a laundry bar or tide pen on you. Laundry bars are super useful, a little hard to find though. I washed a lot of stains out of my clothes with laundry bars in my bathroom sink as a kid. Not proud if it, but it kept me flying under the radar at school.
-clear rubber bands, plain twine or string, paper clips, and thumb tacks. Indescribably useful. I once rigged a system to open tricky cabinets and get objects from inside using two paper clips and a foot of plain string like a mock lasso system.
-if youâre pulling objects from tall cabinets, use your chest or stomach to cushion them. Let them fall into your torso and then into your hands cradled underneath. Not as loud, not as much grabbing, if someone sees it they can mistake it for it falling on you by the body language.
-get a bandana. Or four. Napkins, bandages, tool, and accessory all in one.
-get a tiny sewing kit. Iâm talking 3 needles and a spool of thread tiny. Scissors if you can sneak it. See things into your clothes. Make hidden pockets or compartments. Threadbanger on YouTube did a video a few years ago about sneaking things into music festivals using tiny clothing mods, but they may be useful in sneaking money or medicine.
-on the topic of sneaking money. donât take bills, take change. If your abusers donât meticulously count their nickels and pennies, theyâre an easy(ish) way to build up a tiny savings pool. I found nickels the least noticed coin I took, even more than pennies, and taking two every few nights from where theyâd be tossed on our countertop soon built up to a semi-reliable fund I passed off to someone to get me food for my stash without having to sneak it from the kitchen. As soon as I became âindependentâ in my food storage, I was subjected to much less scrutiny. I managed to build up a solid 1-2 week ration supply after hoarding change.
-you can tape SD cards to the inside of book dust covers(the part that folds inside the actual cover of the book), if you have a sewing kit or zipper on it inside the stuffing of your pillow (trim a corner, stuff it inside, stitch it closed) or (this is final resort) VERY CAREFULLY remove the covering from your outlet and tape it to the wall stud before replacing the casing. I kept mine inside part of my wooden bed frame that I hollowed out using, you guessed it, take out silverware knives and 4 nights without sleep.
-THE FLOOR IS LAVA WAS KEY TRAINING FOR ME AS A CHILD. I learned to take pillows with me, climb on furniture to disrupt my flow of movement, toss a pillow down, and use that to cushion any rattle our living room could give off as I crept to the kitchen from the side entrance so my momâs dog wouldnât bark or alert anyone. I highly suggest crawling around on all fours like some sort of beast to stay out of sight.
-can you run your house blindfolded?? If you canât. Maybe you should try to learn. I suffered some heavy eye traumas growing up and had a collective 3-4 months just IN THE DARK. Eyes bandaged, left alone. It was terrible, but damn if I couldnât navigate the whole place silently, without any visual cues. This helps a lot with the whole moving around in the dark thing, too. Listening is obviously key.
-if your parents start getting suspicious, or youâre suspicious theyâre getting suspicious, watch out for traps. String on the ground that gets shifted when you walk on it. Baby powder or flour left to track footprints or doors opening/closing. My dad was partial to wrapping a bungee cord around my doorknob and attaching it to the closet across the hallway. I wouldnât be able to open my door enough to get out, or if I did, I risked ruining the structural integrity of the wrappings he did, and he would notice.
-learn to tie some knots. Strong ones. Theyâll come in handy at one point or another.
-remember that youâre not totally alone. Thereâs people out there for you. Wanting to make everything better. You donât deserve whatâs happening, it isnât normal, and you will eventually find help. But staying safe is important, and you are important.
It upsets me that people might need to know these but I know it could really help someone by reblogging
ALWAYS REBLOG
Things that have helped me over the years:
â˘Keeping a $10 bill on the inside of my phone case for emergencies. My mother will search my wallet and bags but has not taken my phone case off when she takes my phone as of yet.
â˘stashing loose change I find in the soil of my potted plant. Very quiet hiding place for coins. All bills are quickly confiscated but coins I have managed to hold onto this way
â˘changing food stash locations constantly. A good stash Iâve found is buried in my mice seed mix. Small packages or granola bars can fit in there pretty easily and the wrappers are flushable (I know itâs bad to flush them but my trash is routinely searched)
⢠always deleting online traces in case of phone/computer search. This includes search history, forbidden apps, messages, pictures, notes, games, etc. I donât know how many times I have deleted the tumblr app during the day only to re download it late at night to use it. My phone and computer are constantly confiscated and gone through with a fine tooth comb. I delete anything I might possibly get in trouble for after I use it and re download it when I need it again. Donât delete all your browsing history though, they will notice if itâs suspiciously empty. Fill it with safe and approved stuff and remove anything you might get punished for.
â˘learning what each and every door in the house sounds like so I know who is where at all times without having to leave the room
â˘learning where those âsweet spotsâ are in the house where you can notice anyone coming before they can see you or what you are doing
â˘always having a pre-approved cover. I use books and preaching videos as covers. I can hide a phone in a book or quickly switch apps to the one playing the video if surprised or discovered.
⢠always being aware of âthe trailâ. If I tell a friend something who tells their sibling who tells my sibling who tells my mom I get punished so basically tell no one and it wonât come back to bite you. This includes talking about tv shows/movies that are forbidden, forbidden foods/drinks, activities, apps, games, friends, political views, etc. Express an opinion and itâs bound to reach someone you donât want it to.
â˘never take from your abuserâs personal stash of food or money. The family pantry is fair game to carefully pilfer from and so is loose change but never take from their personal purse/wallet, fridge, pantry, or stash. They WILL find out.
â˘beware of traps and manipulation . My mother will leave money and food unattended and wait for it to disappear. She will also act like she wants to do a good thing and help you out but in the end you will pay for it a hundred times over. Avoid this if at all possible.
⢠NEVER develop a false sense of security. I have made the mistake of not deleting an app (Pinterest) because there had been a few weeks between phone searches and I felt a little safer. I got caught and severely punished. ALWAYS COVER YOUR TRACKS. Donât get too confident in your methods, eventually they will find something. Make sure itâs something minor.
I just want to point out that when deleting apps, make sure to check that the app store you use doesnât record what was recently installed. I know that the Google Play Store does this and allows you to delete things from your history, but I donât know anything about Apple.
Apple does, in the purchased section of an account, so donât have a false sense of security for apple apps and always try to use websites with no cookies.
Apps for screeensharing to TVs (such as Samsungcast) also have search tools so if you clear your history you can also use that and make sure to clear it. Just donât play a video or it might end up showing on the TV screen.
I feel so sad that so many of you guys go through this all the time. Rebooting to spread the word.
Stay safe my lovelies
So, so unfortunately important. Reblogging because I wouldâve loved to have had seen this growing up - I figured most of it out on my own, of course, but through an amount of trial, error, and traumatic consequences no child should ever have to go through.
Jesus H ChristâŚ.
it destroys my heart to see that people actually need to know these things. this is absolutely horrible. always reblog to keep these undeserving victims safe.đđđđđ
domestic af
I mean, I get the appeal of heart eyes posts and all the old mushy romantic tweets and dailybooth comments and all that other stuff but tbh if you want the essence of what it is to ship phan right nowâŚÂ
âŚ. Iâm gonna say this video is it. (And itâs wonderful.)Â
Riding a Phillow
Summary: Skype with Phil made Dan horny, he wants to ride Phil, but has to make do with his pillow.
Warnings: just smut
Word Count: 515
A/N: written for the @phandomficfests â âwankers day flash festâ
The Skype call with Phil was over, yet Phil was still on Danâs mind. Philâs voice telling cute little stories about his week, Philâs blue eyes which Dan felt like he could go swimming in and Philâs shirt, which was more open at the neck than it would be on YouTube.
Whilst it all could appear innocent, Dan couldnât help but think how hot and sexual Philâs voice was, how Philâs bare chest was hiding beneath that shirt. Skype with Phil had made him horny.
Dan had long since accepted his crush on Phil, and admitted it to him, in a stumbling, blushy way. That let Dan think things without feeling guilty; they both flirted with each other and he knew the feelings were mutual.
He already had a hand down inside his trousers, gently rubbing his cock through his boxers. Heâd been doing it subconsciously since they got off Skype, not really thinking about it until he was fully hard.
Now Dan had an erection to deal with, but he wasnât complaining. Like any teenager, he enjoyed getting himself off, and it would be miles better with a fresh image of Phil in his mind.
Dan pushed his trousers and boxers down enough to let his dick spring free and curled his hand around his length. He started slowly, moving his hand up and down, satisfying himself very briefly. He needed more, he needed some visuals, some more physical sensation.
Dan stripped himself completely of his clothes and loaded one of his favourite porn videos online. It one young man riding a second, angled so that he could easily imagine it being him and Phil.
Dan grabbed his pillow and bunched it up, kneeling and shoving it between his legs. He didnât have anything to actually go up there but this would let him mimic the movements to an extent. He started stroking himself harder, now rocking back on forth on the pillow, trying to imagine it being Philâs body underneath him. It was good, but he needed something inside him. His fingers would have to suffice.
Dan paused to find the small bottle of lube he had bought once when he was feeling brave. He didnât feel he could keep toys hidden from his parents, but this, he could manage. He messily squirted some onto his fingers and reached his hand underneath himself, getting one finger in, then two, then prodding them in the direction of his prostate.
The sensation of his fingers pressing against his sweet spot, the pillow underneath him and his other hand jerking off his dick was almost too much for him to comprehend. He kept it up, body shuddering and a feeling of imminent orgasm pooling in his abdomen.
With a moan of Philâs name, he came, the white spurts landing on both his pillow and sheets. It didnât bother him though; washing them would be worth it.
Dan shut his laptop and collapsed into his slightly sticky bed, sending a text to Phil.
I canât wait until we meet irl.
Phil wouldnât know the reasoning behind it.