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Imagine: You are on your period and about to bleed through.
Hark!
Dan and Phil turn around the corner. With out stretched arms, Dan was holding out a tampon and Phil is holding a pad.
"Y/N!" Dan shouted. "Do you want a tampon?"
"Cool your jets, Dan." Phil said brittishly. "Maybe Y/N doesn't want a tampon? I have a pad. Do you want wings or wingless?"
Phan Imagines #717
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Looking for love
Lately, Dan's been out at night in the busy city. Whenever I actually try and talk to him he finds an excuse to leave.
I walk to the living room where Phil was seated. He looked so gorgeous. He was an absolute angel and was always there for me.
"What movie tonight Lester?" I wiggle my eyebrows as I sit next to him.
"Mm, I dunno Howell!" He jokes.
In the past I always joked about how Dan and I were practically married, and Dan would joke about that too, now I know that we really aren't that close to getting married as we thought we'd be.
"Don't-call me that." I mumble.
"What? Why?" He tilts his head. I was really hoping he wouldn't hear it.
"Phil, have you noticed how distant Dan has been? I mean, I'm so in love with him but-but I don't think he loves me anymore." I look down.
"Of course he loves you. He's just...busy." Phil shrugs.
I stare at Phil with a 'Really?' Face. That wasn't true. Sure in the beginning he was busy but now he just leaves to do who knows what.
"We both know that isn't true. Watch, when Dan gets home, I'm going to have a long talk with him." I nod my head.
"Let's see how good that goes." Phil chuckled.
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"Hey Daniel!" I smile as I hear the door open.
"Hey...Y/N." Dan raises his eyebrows as if annoyed.
"We need to talk." I put my hands on his.
"Oh whoopie!" Dan shouts sarcastically.
"Look Dan, I think that we should, spend more time together. You seem to always be out." I pout.
"Yeah it's because I'm busy." He shrugs.
"I know but-"
"Okay then, you know I'm busy so what more do you want?" He asks.
"When can we hang out?" I smile like a child.
"Alright babe, I'll make you a deal." Dan pauses. "We can have sex whenever you want, sound good?" He simpered.
"No Dan I mean-when will we actually hang out?" I ask a bit mad.
"I don't have time for that!" Dan groans.
"But you have time for sex?" I ask baffled.
He nods his head, "Yeah."
"Stop -acting like this!" I pull my hair and start crying.
"Y/N don't cry. (Don't even think about it) Dan puts his hand on my shoulder.
"No Dan! I'm so tired of feeling like this all the time. You're never around! And-And I miss you." I cover my face.
Dan stands up awkwardly and hugs me tightly. "I don't mean to make you feel like that." He whispers.
"I know, it just hurts." I cry onto his black hoodie.
"Baby I'm sorry." He kissed my cheek.
I nod my head and calm down. "It's okay." I Hug him even tighter knowing he has to leave in a couple minutes.
"I love you." He let's go.
"I love you too." I sniffle.
"I'll make it up to you I promise. I'll be back before 12." He grabs his keys and jogs out.
"No you won't." I whisper to myself after he's gone.
dan howell x teen sister reader? she visits dans apartment late at night bc she told her parents she was bisexual and they reacted negatively? if you're not ok with writing that its totally ok!!
Pairing: Dan Howell + sister! Reader
Requests: open.
Dan was on his laptop when he heard a faint tap on his front door, he was unsure of whether he was hearing things or if it was his imagination. He was tempted to get up yet he decided to continue scrolling on his laptop. The taps evolved into knocks which progressed into banging on his door.
Leaping up from his seat, he moved speedily towards his door in an attempt to not startle his neighbour. Opening the door he was shocked to have his teenage sister at the rather than a relentless murderer. It took a second for you to realise that the your older brother had opened the door. Once you had looked up he saw the tears the were streaming down your face. Before either had the chance to speak, you had stepped forward, burying your face in his chest.
He wrapped his arms around your frame as he closed the door and lead you inside. Sitting then both on the sofa, he held you until your sobs had turned into sniffles and hiccups.
He was rubbing your back when you attempted to speak. “Mum… and d-dad…” you mumbled.
“You don’t have to explain just yet if you don’t want to.” Dan whispered back. You took a few deep breaths to calm yourself down. “No, it’s best if I talk about it.” You muttered. “Mum and dad… I tried to come out to them yet they-“ you burst into tears yet once again. Dan pulled you closer.
“Hey, it’s okay. Sometimes people react harshly due to shock. They don’t truly feel that way.” He reassured you.
“I’m bi, Dan. What if they don’t ever accept me as such?” You exclaimed.
“They will. Hell, if they don’t I’m will always be here for you.” They continued to like that until you were feeling better. He offered a spare pair of pyjamas that you could sleep in. It was some of the best sleep you had gotten in months.
Imagine Dan and Phil introducing you to their new dog
A/N: In honor of me going to the Interactive Introverts show today. Here's an imagine with Dan and Phil.
Hey I just read ur poly d&p headcannon thingy and the world n e e d s a part 2
part 1
1) Dan and Phil love to tweet at each other and you, “tfw @ danisnotonfire won’t take you on a date’ ‘@ amazingphil ate all my cereal again and doesn’t deserve a date’ ‘@ yourtwitterhandle took phil on a date, the betrayl’
2) the apartment slowly becomes a little nest of your relationship, cheesy couple pictures framed on the wall and the desks, date ideas and grocery lists written in 3 different color pens hang on the fridge. clothes end up in the wrong people’s drawers, stolen socks and hoodies, flowers in vases slowly die before they are replaced, love notes scawled on post it notes and left on dressers and kitchen tables, now that everyone knows you’re not afraid to let love pile up everywhere you look
3) the fans ask about your relationship a lot, like way too much, but you guys love the fans so you give them little pieces. You post date pictures on insta, dan and phil answer the less invasive questions on their channel, you offer up little pieces, share what you’re comfortable with and the good kind of fans are pleased with that
4) summer is Dan falling asleep in a donut floaty and Phil snapping a picture, posting and giggling and you make it the background on your laptop. Dan hates it, mostly, but you guys love the sweet little black and white boy circled in bright pink
5) its also sticky popsicle kisses and sunburns kissed better, its cute outfits posted on insta and dates to museums and ice cream shoppes. its holding Phil’s hand while you walk across the golden gate on your trip to sf, it’s kissing Dan as the sky turns orange, its watching Dan and Phil confess how in love they are in a park after dark (bc Phil needed that pokemon ok?), its three dates and smiling and the warm sun. its love and the three of you out and happy
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The New Neighbors x Dan Howell & Phil Lester
requested by anon ; Hi :) now that Dan and Phil are moving out of their appartment, could you write something where they become your new neighbours? Thank you
A/N : I know they don’t really moved to an apartment (i think) but let’s go with it for the sake of the storyline c:
The apartment next to [Y/N]’s had been empty for a while, something that was rather odd for a building in London. Not that she didn’t mind to have the floor to herself. [Y/N]’s downstairs neighbors hardly ever were home, so she could turn up the volume of her stereo just a tad more. But one day [Y/N] got rudely disturbed while she were watching her favorite TV-show. Loud screams and groans were heard from the stairs. ‘For fuck sake, Phil,’ She heard a guy say, followed by another guy laughing – probably Phil. ‘I can’t help it!’ Phil said, still laughing. ‘We’re both way too weak for this, Dan.’ ‘Oh, talk about yourself, will you. You’re the one that had to take all this bullshit stuff with you.’ [Y/N] had a hard time to not burst out laughing, since the conversation was pretty hilarious. But at the same time she did want to open up her door and yell at the guys for interrupting her Netflix binge watch. But she decided to eavesdrop for just a little bit longer. Judging by their voices, they were around her age. But you never could be too sure. So [Y/N] took out her earbuds, pushed away her laptop from her lap and onto her bed. ‘It’s not bullshit! Those are all memories from my videos.’ ‘Whatever, just lift up the box again.’ It seemed to stay quiet for a bit, until she heard them run down the stairs again. That went on for a bit, accompanied with occasional cursing and screams. She did hope they weren’t that loud at night. And what did the one guy mean with … videos. [Y/N] could only guess what was meant with that. The cycle of silence, shouting and running down the stairs was repeated for a few times. [Y/N] was still not sure if she should open up the door or stay inside the safe space of her apartment. But, a loud BENG pushed her over the edge and made her walk towards her front door. When she opened up, she saw two guys standing in on the stairs, a brown box between the two of them. ‘Eh, excuse me, but what the fuck are you two doing?’ [Y/N] asked loudly so they would understand and hear her. The guy with the brown hair turned his head since his back was facing her, and the one with the black hair looked up. ‘Oh, hi!’ The last one said. ‘We’re, eh, we’re moving in. Sorry to disturb you. We’ll be done soon.’ ‘Soon? Ha, wouldn’t count on that since somebody can’t lift for shit.’ The one with the brown hair said. ‘What?! That’s not true! You just don’t have any coordination!’ ‘Oh, but –‘ ‘I hate to disturb your lovely conversation, but you two know that there’s an elevator, right?’ [Y/N] said, pointing towards the steel door where the elevator was behind. ‘Oh God.’ The one with the brown hair said, softly shaking his head. ‘That’s just great.’ The guy with the black hair just started laughing, making [Y/N] smile too. ‘Welcome to the building.’ She grinned. ‘I’m [Y/N], by the way.’ ‘Well, hi, [Y/N], I’m Dan, and that there is Phil.’ ‘Nice to meet you,’ [Y/N] grinned again. ‘Need some help getting those boxes up?’ ‘If you don’t have anything else important to do,’ Phil smiled. ‘Because then yes, please!’ ‘I was just binge watching a show, so it’s fine.’ ‘I think we’ll get along just fine,’ Dan laughed. ‘C’mon Philly, let’s get this box up the stairs.’ They got the box up the stairs, and then [Y/N] went downstairs with them to get the last couple of boxes with the elevator. Dan and Phil both couldn’t understand how they’d missed the lift, but [Y/N] found it very entertaining. When all the boxes were in their apartment, they invited [Y/N] over to thank her by paying her pizza, they all ate together. At that moment, [Y/N] knew she would get along just fine with her new neighbors.
poly!phan x reader smut headcanons
dan: -secret kink: lingerie -rough, but he has safewords -he’s such a t e a s e omg -kinky af ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) -he loves thighs like aaa -bought “toys” for [y/n] for when he’s away -loves when [y/n] screams his name his name in your contacts: daddy💕💦 your name in his contacts: kitten💞
phil: -secret kink: pain -gentle bean -[y/n] teases him a more tbh -best aftercare he’s so sweet -whispers loving nothings during sex -refuses without verbal confirmation -he loves those moans and little noises you make -master of hickeys his name in your contacts: daddy🌸💓 your name in his contacts: princess👑💗
[y/n]: secret kink: bdsm (only a lil tho) -teasing/being teased is just her fav -says things differently depending on if it’s dan or phil -working when she’s horny is not gonna happen -when she comes she screams their* full name (daniel/philip [* whoever is inside her]) -loves riding them -she is always making them jealous so she’ll get an extra good fuck
could you do a blurb about y/n being dan's piano teacher? y/n is a bit younger than him (&he feels quite self conscious) and after a few months they fall in love?
- after your online ad as a piano teacher had been up for weeks you were starting to lose hope that someone would hire you
- so you’re sure as hell surprised when you check your email to see someone inquiring about your piano skills
- when you read the email, you notice his age of 25, facing a choice to delete the email in fear that he may be some random psychotic killer
- you decide against it and shoot him an email back, agreeing to meet at his house the next day to begin his lessons
- when you arrive the next day at his flat, hair slightly wind blown from rushing to the underground and dressed in your typical grandma-esque attire you’re amused when the tall man opens the door with a warm smile
- “hi! i’m dan. you must be y/n!” he grins, leading you into his home and to his tidy room where a gorgeous old piano sat
- “it’s beautiful!” you smile, excitement in your voice as dan stares at you, nodding to himself and smiling at you, “sure is.”
- dan surprised you with his evident talent, able to play most of the beginner exercises you had for him after you demonstrated once
- after weeks of lessons, you and dan grew closer and you felt very comfortable, more times than not bringing him coffee to lessons every week
- you walk in, having a spare key as he was sometimes too lazy to come downstairs to greet you, shutting the door quietly and setting your keys on the coffee table
- quietly walking to his room, you hear the faint notes of a very familiar song, the one you told dan was your favorite
- standing at the doorway, waiting for the song to end before clearing your throats and watching the older man scramble bashfully
- “why were you watching!?” he says shyly as you sit next to him on the bench, “because you play beautifully.” he scoffs, “nothing compared to your playing. you’re so young and you’re so much better,” he says insecurely as you roll your eyes, “you’re beautiful dan, don’t be so insecure.”
- facing each other, dan leans in, brushing hair out of your eyes before placing his soft lips on your own
- the kiss felt like hours, that is, until you leaned against the piano, causing a loud crash of notes as you both jump before bursting into giggles
- “i meant what i said,” you smile as he rolls his eyes, kissing you again, “and i meant what i said the very first day, beautiful.”
- soon after, dans piano solos turned to duets, enjoying himself more with your hands dancing beside his own and especially enjoying when your delicate fingers intertwined with his own, holding onto you; his muse.
