#phanfic challenge

[phandomsummerfics]

One month to go!

There’s still time to get your fics posted. So write them about on the road trip with Martyn and Cornelia or send them to a yoga retreat in Greece. Write them happy, write them as they’re falling in love or maybe they’re already in love. 

You can find the collection here

[gluckose]

‘Does he not realise he’s dead?’

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Phan Pottermore!AU headcanon

@amazingphil, a sick Hufflepuff student was resting on a secret library when he first met @danielhowell, a ghost who once was a Slytherin. And that’s how their story begins.

Can i actually ask you talented phanfic writers out there to make an actual sweet phanfic out of this //bcs i really dont have that magic ability to write /cri

But srlsy tho hmu in chat if youre interested i'd love to give free phanart request as a reward (for some phanfics of my choice) Ends in 12 Aug! As you miight want to make quite long chapters...also its my birthday :3

[waterdnp]

Philip Lester, D.D.S.

Summary: Phil loved dentistry, but it was one of the loneliest jobs he could have in his mind. He met so many people, but he saw them all so infrequently that he never got to know any of them, until one particular patient by the name of Daniel Howell caught his eye and his mind. 

Rating: G

Genre: AU, Dentist!Phil x Patient!Dan

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1.4k

Challenge: Anti-Trope Challenge

A/N: In case you all were confused by my change in format, this is a fic I wrote for the @phanfichallenge! I got inspiration for this from the trip I had to the dentist yesterday.... Good luck. 

Read it on Ao3! Read it on Wattpad! 

Life was a bit boring for Phil. It’s not that he didn’t like his job; dentistry just got a bit repetitive. He barely even got to know any patients; it was the hygienists that spent more time in the room with the patients. All he did was look at x-rays, look at a patient’s teeth for about a minute, say a few words no patient would ever understand for the hygienists to put into the computer, and leave. He interacted with so many people, yet he was still lonely. 

Phil sat down that morning in his office, coffee cup in hand. It was ironically full of sugar, but nobody had to know that. At least their dentist was awake and competent. As he did every morning, he brushed his black fringe out of his eye and opened his computer to his schedule. He would never be able to remember it, but it was always good to get a feel for what his day would be like ahead of time. He glanced through, noting when all his fillings were taking place. His eyes finally settled on one afternoon appointment: one for a man by the name of Daniel Howell. 

One of Phil’s least favorite things about his job was that he only saw people every six months tops unless they needed a cavity filled or something of that nature, so he never really got to know anyone; he simply pretended he did every time they walked in the door. However, Daniel, or Dan, as he remembered the man liked to be called, stood out. 

He clicked on the man’s name, his computer taking him to his files. The previous appointment had been his first one there, so he only had one set of notes to read through. 

Good check-up; teeth very healthy and clean. Completely straightened, although claims to have never had braces. Also seemingly whitened. Seemed to enjoy the cleaning more than most; possible fetish. 

Phil chuckled at the end, a vivid image of Dan in his mind. In all honesty, he was quite attractive; that was Phil’s first thought seeing him six months ago, his first thought seeing him again in his head, and he was sure it would be his first thought seeing him later in the day. Phil envied his naturally curly, brown locks and chocolate brown eyes. He remembered his sense of style to be nothing but black, but in an aesthetic way. It was odd for Phil how well he remembered the man, but it happened every now and then; he started to fall for a patient, then they didn’t come back for six months. It was his job; he’d given up on it by that point. 

Phil spent the rest of the morning preoccupied with Dan’s appointment. That was probably a horrible thing, as his focus definitely should have been on accurately filling his patients’ cavities, but he’d been doing it long enough that he was sure it went fine. He was just stuck absentmindedly working through his day with his only coherent thoughts being of Dan. His appointment was the last of the day, so he had to continue to suffer through likely botched fillings, but the time finally rolled around for Dan’s appointment. 

It almost pained him knowing Dan was in the building getting his teeth cleaned by a hygienist while he was busy doing yet another filling, but he’d get to see Dan soon. He had an overwhelming amount of fillings to do that day; they were almost getting boring. That patient would be his last one of the day, then he would see Dan and go home. However, when he walked into the room he found a few complications. 

The patient couldn’t have been older than ten, and she was overly nervous and talkative. “It’s my first filling,” he kept hearing her say. Phil and all the hygienists surrounding him were desperately attempting to quiet her down and calm her about the laughing gas they were going to be forced to give her for her restlessness, but it was almost pointless. “You’re not going to have to put me to sleep, are you?” “Am I going to have this thing in my tooth forever?” It was a spiral of countless repeated questions, and by the time they calmed her down and started the procedure, Phil’s watch told him he was supposed to see Dan in about ten minutes. The procedure would take at least 15 minutes, and he still had to look at Dan’s x-rays. He hated being late, especially for him, but it wasn’t like he had much of a choice. 

The filling felt like the slowest Phil had ever done; he did it as quickly and flawlessly as he could, but it still seemed to Phil like it lasted an eternity. It was really only 20 minutes, but the moment he finished he left the hygienists to deal with the girl and threw off his gloves and mask, discarding them in the trash and dashing out to his office. He spun down into his rolling chair, pulling up to his computer and opening a tab of Dan’s x-rays. He sure Dan had already been waiting a good ten minutes, so he scanned them as quickly as he could. It wasn’t as if there was much to be noticed. There was the beginning of a cavity, but it wasn’t anything to be worried about. 

He leaped from his chair, closing his tab and slowing himself to a walk as he made his way down the hallway to the room he knew Dan would be in. Trying to calm his breath, he stepped in the door. “I apologize for the delay, I was busy filling a tooth. Dan, is it?” 

“Yeah,” he said, showing his perfect smile. “Nice to see you again, Dr. Lester.” 

“Call me Phil.” The hygienist in the room shot Phil a glance, knowing well that he didn’t usually say that to his patients. “Uh, anyway, let’s take a look at your teeth.” 

“Gladly,” Dan said, opening his mouth yet somehow still smirking. Phil threw on some gloves and began examining his teeth. He noted how pretty his soft, brown eyes were up close, and cringed a moment at his chapped lips. Maybe he had some chapstick he could leave for him. Dan had a look on his face that was almost euphoric, and every now and then he let out a low growl. It was odd, no doubt about that. But it was entertaining to Phil; it was something new, and he almost found it cute. 

“Nothing to report,” he said to the hygienist, who was poised to write his reports into the computer. He tossed his gloves in the trash and turned to Dan. “I looked at your x-rays, and everything looked good. There was, however, one little cavity I think we should fill.” He furrowed his eyebrows at himself. He never has patients fill cavities that small. Why did he say that?

“Since when do you fill-” the hygienist butted in. 

“Shush!” Phil said, glancing nervously around the room. 

Dan simply wore a chapped smile. “If you want to see me again you can just give me your number.” 

Phil went beet red, his stare flashing back and forth between the Dan and the hygienist. They were both focused on him, as if they were waiting for him to respond. Phil sighed, pulling a pen out of his pocket, grabbing a nearby appointment card, and jotting his number down on the back of it. “Text me later.” 

Mortified, Phil dashed out of the room and back to his office, banging his head down on the desk. A few minutes later, he got a text from an unknown number. 

hey dentist boy. yknow, i’ve got a bit of a repressed teeth scraping kink, and you seem pretty cool. wanna go see a movie? 

Phil reread the text a solid ten times; every single word was another hill on the massive rollercoaster of a first text he received. He put the number in his phone under the contact name ‘repressed teeth scraping kink’ and packed up his things to go home to procrastinate responding before finally giving in as he walked to his car. 

Friday night sound good? 

[iminclinedtowriting]

world story day phanfic challenge

“Kath, I know you asked me to call you Mum, but do you prefer grandma or nana?”

"It still counts as a proposal if I lost the ring, right?"

“I know you said you didn’t need anything from the shops, but this mug reminded me of you.”

“I knew you were having a bad day, so I did your laundry for you.”

"for fucks sake phil, you don't need another plant to kill."

[jestbee]

Phanfic Round Robin - Groups

(yup. I’m getting the most use out of this banner as I can. Those robin took forever to draw)

It is time to reveal the groups for the Phanfic Round Robin!

I had a lot of signups and because I didn’t want this to go on forever I’ve sorted people in to groups so we can produce a few fics. I’ll write the opening for all three groups but then it’s all up to you guys!

I’m putting the rest under a cut so that people not interested in this don’t have a really long post on their dash.

I’ve sorted these using complicated selection criteria over a number of different formula and algorithm... nah. I randomised it. but I did try to keep similar ages together a little bit, since we had such a range.

Group 1

@fullofregretshowell @imcroyeing @phanofstars @twogaysinapod @omfgtheinternets @waterliliesandpianos

Group 2

@artsietango @p-hantasticpheels @softdans @heartfeltfangirl @phantasizeit @phanarchy

Group 3

@philismysenpai @vivianadichiara @ineverhadmyinternetphase @leblonde @killingmeitsso2yearsago @templeofshame

So what happens next?

I’ll send out the beginnings tomorrow (which I’ve totally written prior to this and am in no way about to write right after I finish this post) via email to one of the people in the list of groups above. (Not in the order they are presented, again I’m going to randomise because I don’t want to give away who has written which bit).

They will write their part (I was thinking minimum of 200 words, but could be more or less, up to you!) then send it back to me by the date in the email. I’ll then send it on to the next person and so on. 

The final person I send it to kind of has the responsibility to end the fic, and I’ll let you know if you’re last. However, as a contingency (because endings are hard, y’all) if you write a bit and find you can’t bring it to an end within your bit, I’m happy to pick up where you leave off and see if I can (no promises, we might end up with a cliffhanger ending!)

After that, I’ll post them on Tumblr and AO3 and everyone will be able to read our masterpieces!

The Serious Bit

This is all going to be loads of fun but I thought I’d stick some things we should probably all agree to to make this as fun for everyone as it can be, just so everyone is on the same page:

- No judging other people’s writing, everyone has different levels of experience with writing and with use of the English language but we’re all in this together. Fans support Fans, yeah?

- Along with no judging, don’t edit anyone’s writing. I’m going to compile them in a separate document so any edits made to previous parts won’t be updated, but it’s just kinda mean to edit someone’s art, yanno?

- If you can’t get your part of the fic back by your deadline, please let me know and we can either extend the deadline or I can send it to the next person and come back to you.

- There is a general consensus among the sign-ups that people would prefer not to write smut/kinks/sexual or abusive elements. So, while everything doesn’t have to be sunshine and rainbows and angst is totally fine, lets respect people’s boundaries. I’m going to reserve the right to pull anyone’s content that goes against this if I think it will, but of course I will try and have a conversation about it first.

- The idea is to do this without discussion so that each bit is only influenced by what has gone before in true Round Robin style, but I’ve put the names of the people in your group in case you want to contact each other. It’s allowed if you want to lol. It’d be a fun way to make friends if you don’t already know each other!

- Any questions, concerns, or random bursts of inspiration, feel free to send me an ask or a private message and I’ll hopefully be able to answer it!

That’s it! ENJOY!

[imnotinclinedtomaturity]

(I just found this in my drafts and I’m cackling. For reference, here is the challenge with the badge that inspired these works of art)

some rejected badges for the songfic challenge on the pwc. i can’t believe they weren’t picked :( 

there’s mine, where i remembered just in time that dan needed a head and apparently thought dan had elisti-girl arms

ellen’s @quiffedphil

Dan: “I’m playing piano.”

Phil: “Dan, you’re tapping a chair.”

aj’s @rosaflagephil , where the p is an hourglass and his head vaguely looks like it’s about to fall off

ashling’s @phanarchy , who “had a legit moment where I thought hey it’s not so bad. I was wrong.” (to be fair, it is by far the best, it has actual piano keys, even if the bench is all the way to one side of the piano)

and kayla’s @phillybops, who’s going to art school

aren’t we just a talented bunch?

[jestbee]

Fic Every Day in June 2018

(Yes, I did use a picture of my signed calendar page for this post. No I didn’t get this month signed in order to do this... honest)

In case you weren’t around last year, you may not know that I posted a fic every day in June 2017. 

This year, I’m attempting to do the same thing! 

So from tomorrow I’ll be posting a fic every day over on my ao3.

I’ve made the decision that in order to facilitate easy posting I’m going to only post the fics on ao3, and just set up a post here with a link to that, the actual content of the fic will only be over on ao3. 

This is because the formatting for Tumblr and for AO3 is slightly different and last year it was that bit that was the most time consuming. Especially when I’m trying to post from my mobile which I imagine I will be doing a lot this year. 

You can find a masterlist of all the 2017 fic here | AO3 Series

And the 2018 fic masterlist will all be here | AO3 series to follow

I can’t wait to share things I’ve been working on with you!*

*please keep in mind that I am attempting to do this. This is in no way a guarantee that there will be a fic every day but I’m going to try my damn hardest. Please come talk to me in asks if you’re excited/if you’re enjoying it during, it really is the boost I need to keep going sometimes.

[imnotinclinedtomaturity]

world story day phanfic challenge

“Kath, I know you asked me to call you Mum, but do you prefer grandma or nana?”

“It still counts as a proposal if I lost the ring, right?”

“I know you said you didn’t need anything from the shops, but this mug reminded me of you.”

“I knew you were having a bad day, so I did your laundry for you.”

“for fucks sake phil, you don’t need another plant to kill.”