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hi my name's angelo and phan makes me cry

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it's 11:51pm and i still can't get over how cute the crunchy nut tweet was

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Can you do one where phils really sensitive to yelling and shouting and him and Dan are arguing and Dan starts shouting and forgets that Phils sensitive and just a whole lot of fluff, thanks ❤️👍🏻

ok let’s do it

- dan and phil went cycling on one of the streets before the sun rose, where the skies felt as if it was wrapped around them with tints of orange and pink. they loved it, it felt as if they were the only ones on the surface of earth; their steady breathing the only sound the other could hear- phil wasn’t as good as dan in cycling; but he loved it; despite how many times he tripped over little pebbles and fell to the ground; because he knew dan would pick him up right away. dan found the way phil balances himself on the bicycle really funny, he often giggled at it and phil asked him why he was giggling, but dan never answered- “look at the sun dan!” he said, getting his eyes off the track infront of him. and it happened again, but this time the bicycle started wobbling towards dan’s direction, until they both crashed into eachother- “ouch! phil, pay attention!” dan howled, gathering all what was left in him to bring himself to sit. phil maintained his posture and miraculously didn’t fall, but he could feel dan losing it already. “that really hurt, phil! if you don’t know how to cycle then don’t come along and start talking while doing so!” he voice rose even louder, dusting off his black jeans. phil didn’t say a word, he just stared at the ground; he didn’t like it when he was shouted at, especially from dan; and dan knows that, so phil was hurt-“i’m sorry,” phil said, but dan could swear he was already crying. dan didn’t mean to be that harsh on him, but by the time he realised it, it was a bit too late.- dan quickly stood up and approached phil, his hands immediately climbing to the latter’s cheeks and wiping his tears off, “oh my god, phil are you okay? im so sorry oh my god, i didn’t mean it to sound as if im scolding you or anything, i don’t care about how much it hurt to fall into the ground but please don’t cry,” he smiled and kissed phil’s eyes, then forehead, then lips-“and just so you know, i didn’t see how ‘the sun’ looked like because i subconsciously looked at you when you said so, cheesy but true,” dan got back on his bicycle. - “it’s supposed to be cheesy,” phil smiled, and they both cycled back home, dan keeping his eyes on phil incase anything happens again.

if you read all that youre cute and ily

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your blog is a blessing

it's not even that good but tysm!! ; v ;

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-“can we get a dog after this tour?” dan asked phil, leaning against his shoulder with his laptop on his thighs. phil always preferred cats over dogs, but dan thought the complete opposite. “maybe,” phil smiled and fixed his glasses, bringing dan closer to him while grabbing his own laptop to look up various breeds of dogs; from pomeranian huskies to australian shepherds. -after quite a lot of scrolling through pictures and reading facts about them, dan made an inhuman noise and pointed at a little husky-chihuahua, his eyes crinkling. -“do you like it?” phil chuckled and looked at the excited dan. “yes” he said and looked up at phil, then drifted his eyes back to the pixelated screen infront of them. phil’s favourite breed wasn’t the one dan was squealing because of, but he realised that he didn’t really care what breed it was, he just wanted to make dan happy. -“we’ll get one, then,” he smiled and planted a kiss on the top of dan’s head, and seeing the way dan’s eyes glistened and how his cheeks were all rosy because of how cheerful he looked in response was more than what phil would ever really ask for.

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if i had to use one word to describe your blog it would be soft. everything's soft and fluffy and the aesthetic of your blog is just v soft and cloud-like. congrats on that

my lil heart omg tysm!!

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'and i love your cheeks,' phil said as he pinched them with his left hand, his right hand massaging the vanilla shampoo into his boyfriend's brown strands. 'and your neck,' peppering a trail of kisses across it as he talked; dan's back pressing deeper against his chest. 'and your eyes,' his fingers descended to his jawline, cupping his face to lift it upwards until he was able to kiss his closed eyelids. 'and your nose,' it scrunched as phil left another light kiss, and the kiss turned into a smile. 'also your lips,' he pecked at them, falling in love even more as he noticed dan's red cheeks. 'also your tummy,' he continued and started tickling him, leaving dan in a bundle of giggles; then they kissed again, but they could've sworn that everything else was idle around them as they did.

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dan got off the blue and green stripes printed on their duvet, carrying his laptop under one arm and barely succeeding at getting his legs to stop wobbling. "so i guess that means i won't be sleeping here tonight," he said, his voice remarkably hoarse, cut by a few coughs. phil leaned closer, trying to balance on his knees as he grabbed dan's free arm, not too firmly though, he knew dan gets a bit sensitive whenever a sickness hits him. "dan," he smiled, "you know i'd rather catch your sickness than spend a night without you sleeping next to me," and he tugged on his sleeve to pull him onto the bed, leaning even closer to leave a kiss on dan's right cheek, "though you make some ugly noises at night. but that's not the problem," he cheekily laughed, elicitng tiny laughs from his own boyfriend. dan knew his sickness wasn't contagious, but he was sure phil's laugh was.

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Pokémon fluff please?

the video killed me so thank you vm

-“we’ve also caught jynx!” the two kids followed dan and phil, shouting. “we really suck, don’t we?” he laughed and looked at phil, who already was nodding and scrolling through his list. his cheeks were bright red and he seemed geniunely happy, dan could tell from how his tongue stuck out whenever he smiled at him. “well, farewell guys! goodluck, hope you catch ‘em all!” dan said and they started making their way to the bridge again. they loved spending such times together, regardless of who’s around; it felt like it was just them and the rest of the world. “hey sir!” dan and phil looked behind them to find the two kids running towards them again. “yes?” they synchronously said in the warmest tone you could imagine as the kids approached nearer. “we just wanted to say,” they mumbled, their cheeks flushing, “uhm, that you look really cute together.” the two adults giggled, “aww thank you,” phil said as he got on one knee to reduce the height difference, noticing how hard dan was blushing and patting the kids’ head, “he sucks at pokemon though, don’t be fooled. i still love him, don’t get me wrong, but he really sucks at pokemon.” and the little kids started giggling too

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do you take prompts? i love your blog it's so makdkwkdkkakjd a

omg tyvm and yes i do!!

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dan and phil were filming a gaming video when a small pigeon made its way through the window, targeting exactly down the space between their shoulders although there barely was any. “oH mY gOD PHIL,” dan jumped and cupped him, “are there any injuries let me bring my first aid kit from the afv or something oh my god are you bleeding” “i can’t feel my right cheek anymore help me soldier dan!!” phil retorted. “and what am i supposed to do when that happens jesus christ.” “maybe you should kiss it to make it better,” phil cheekily said and they both laughed as dan pushed him away, their weights rested on the sofa. “im breaking up with you phil, this is the end of us. bye.” dan said, leaving phil in giggles he took short breaths in between.

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blaze it

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“do you think you’re cute or something?” dan giggled as he saw phil walking in, attired again in the pastel t-shirt he bought a couple of days ago. he giggled too and sat on the couch next to his boyfriend, slowly bringing himself closer, giving dan the chance to swing his legs over to the other side and place his head on phil’s thigh, his brown eyes melting and cheeks flushing. dan grabbed his hand to kiss its palm, “because to be honest, you really are.” he smiled.

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“but can you actually believe he proposed?” dan started all over again, a smile still painted across his face with the most gleaming eyes you’d ever see. “dan, you’d been rambling on about this for 3 hours straight,” phil said, “shut up.” “make me, phillip lester,” dan smirked, staring right into his tired blue eyes; so phil leaned in closer planted a kiss on his rosy lips. he slowly pulled back and they both started giggling. “you do realise i won’t shut up after that don’t you?” dan giggled, “for real though imagine how much bravery it took him?? i really loved it when he got on one knee a–” so phil kissed him again.

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phil grabbed dan’s hand and led him to the bathroom, where the bathtub was already full with two little cereal bowls placed on its side. everything smelt of fresh roses and orris roots as the now-damp petals floated on the surface of the warm water. he took his and dan’s clothes off, gently unbuttoning the latter’s pj’s and ruffling his curly morning hair. they got into the tub, facing eachother as the water reached their waists and kept talking; their conversations seemed endless, ranging from dogs to pokemon and cut by their quiet cereal mouthfuls. dan is so pretty, phil thought as his eyes fell to his brown strands dangling on his forehead to his chapped lips, immersed in how hoarse yet cute his voice was in the early morning. dan chewed what was left in his mouth and quickly closed his eyes as phil talked. “are you okay?” phil asked, a bit concerned but still admiring his rosy cheeks and scrunched nose. “i’m waiting for you to kiss me,” dan smiled shyly, so phil kissed him.

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dan had been in his hibernation mode for about 2 days after arriving home again. he usually wrapped himself in a duvet and sat in the dark, going through his laptop; from the internet to some pictures of him and phil; and they always painted a smile on his face. phil would prepare him some hot chocolate or bring him some cookies and they’d eat it together, cuddling on the sofa as their fingers unconsciously interlaced. he didn’t really like interacting or being around anyone, but phil didn’t count.

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“dan, you just copied me,” phil said, teasingly laughing at his boyfriend’s tweet. he had just found that website that builds little poems based off someone’s twitter. “shut up,” dan said, pushing him away, his cheeks bright red. “what else would i expect from the phil trash #1 anyway,” phil elbowed him and they started giggling, both of them grabbing some pillows and smacking them against the other’s face.

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Why did u delete ur fic called morning???? I wanted to read it so badly

i thought i didn’t give it my best tbh im so sorry