#PLEASE WRITE SMUTS OF HIM OH KY GOD

[kisses4lao]

Hello fellow lop fans. As someone who has the deluxe edition pre-ordered, I can say I'm very excited to play the full game, but im also excited ABOUT THE FICS WOOOOOOO CMON FANFIC WRITERS YOU KNOW THIS MAN IS SEXY YOU KNOW WHAT TO DO!!!

[kylelovskii]

Hello!! I really like your writing i was wondering if i could have a dom!kyle smut!?!?? I need some sub reader😸😸 Its okay if you ignore it :>

yes ofc!!

thank you for requesting!

i made this a little nasty if you don’t mind

a little bully!kyle if you will and innocent!reader

tw!! bj, degrading pet names (bitch, dumb bitch), degradation, slight handjob, hair pulling, slapping

i don’t care

you were getting a few books from the library to read over the summer, then you felt your head get jerked back by your hair.

"ow..who-" you started before you looked up. it was kyle. "oh, hii! what’re you doing at the library?" you giggled, ignoring the fact he had a firm grip on your hair, and the fact it was starting to hurt.

kyle had an angry look on his face. the kind of look you got when you did something he didn’t like. "what? did i do something?"

"yeah, actually, you did. the fuck were you doing all touchy feely with kenny yesterday, huh?" he barked, tugging your head back more. you squeaked in pain. "he just needed my help..he said, 'if you ever give a boy a.." you trailed off, thinking of what he called it, "..a boner….you should always help'. then he taught me what to do, that’s all. i just wanted t’be nice," you mumbled, giving kyle a pitiful look with your puppy eyes.

kyle mentally cursed himself. "fuckin' bastard..look, if anybody other than me tells you that, you tell them: 'kyle said i can’t do that', you hear me?" he ordered, putting a finger in your face.

you smiled and nodded. kyle let go of your hair and you turned to him, holding up a book. "do you want a book, ky? we could read together over break," you asked, giving him your signature sweet smile.

"no. i don’t do any of that reading shit. come with me." kyle grabbed your hand and led you to the back of the library towards the restrooms. he opened the bathroom door labeled for both men and women. luckily, it was just a one person, so he could lock the door without any suspicion.

"what are we doing? i wanna read my books," you pouted when kyle shoved you into the door. "i don’t care. you did something i didn’t like, and you need to be punished so you can learn."

"but i didn’t know!" you whined. then you felt a sharp sting on your cheek. kyle slapped you. "i said, i don’t care. take it or i won’t talk to you for a week."

kyle knew how to get you all upset and vulnerable. not like you weren’t vulnerable, you were just always very naive, eager to please anyone.

you lived and breathed kyle. if he wouldn’t use you, then who else would? if you weren’t good for him, how could you be good for kenny, or anyone for that matter?

"okay, i’m sorry. can i have a kiss? on the cheek? you hurt me."

god, had you ever been punished a day in your life?

"no. this is a punishment, you’re not gonna get what you want," he answered. you sighed in defeat. "now, you’re gonna show me what kenny taught you, alright?"

"alright..i need you to sit, though," you explained, pointing to the toilet.

kyle stepped over to the toilet, sitting down and manspreading. you situated yourself on your knees between his legs.

looked at him expectingly, but he looked at you like you were stupid. "well, go on."

you started to tug down his basketball shorts, then neatly placed them on the floor.

"he said to do this first.." you started palming him through his boxers. "oh, god dammit-" kyle said quickly, tossing his head back.

"mm..i don’t remember everything he said, so i might not do that well. m'sorry," you told him, not looking at him. you kissed his bulge then took off his boxers. kyle sighed and looked down at you, your face innocent and oblivious to what you were really doing.

"no..no, it’s okay. you’re doing good," he reassured. you took kyle in your small hand, your thumb moving over his tip.

as much as kyle hated admitting it, kenny taught you well. then again, he was a chick magnet. fucked a girl at least every night. of course he knew his shit.

you started moving your hand up and down a little slow. your hand was soft, you felt perfect. kyle could cum right then and there.

you were going so slow. "go faster," kyle demanded. "but this is what-" kyle cut you off, "i don’t give a shit. go faster."

you barely even sped up. you were starting to piss him off. "god, dumb bitch," kyle muttered to himself before grabbing you by the hair and shoving his cock in your mouth.

you cried. "shut up!" kyle whispered, "shut up and fuckin' take it, bitch."

you choked and sputtered as kyle fucked up into your mouth. you felt that weird feeling down there that you get when you do this kind of stuff with kyle. maybe he’d 'take care of you', as he put it.

"god, i fuckin' love your mouth, baby. you always take me so well." kyle grabbed a fist full of your hair and shoved your face all the way down till your nose touched his tummy.

"motherfucker," he grunted out, raising you back up a bit. he could hear you struggling, but he felt too good to care.

you forced yourself up off him and said, "ky- gotta breathe, can’t breathe." kyle rolled his eyes while you caught your breath, then when he decided you were finished, he shoved you right back down.

"m'gonna cum in your mouth, 'kay? be good and take it. keep goin'" kyle told you. you nodded on his cock. kyle pressed his foot on your clothed cunt, and when you moaned around him, release washed over him.

"god- shit- motherfucker!"

you felt that familiar salty taste spurt down your throat. thick and warm.

kyle pulled you off him, leaning his head back and panting. then there was a knock on the door.

"(y/n)? you haven’t checked out your books yet, honey."

it was the librarian. the two of you were super close. you were a little book worm, so you were always in the library with her, creating everlasting friendship.

"yes! i’ll be right out, promise!" you replied to her, standing up and hurrying to the mirror, smoothing down your hair so it didn’t look like you were just manhandled.

"okay, dear. i’ll be at my desk," she said, then you heard her footsteps deafen.

"that was a close one, huh?" kyle said, already dressed again. "aren’t you gonna take care of me? i got that weird feeling again," you asked kyle. he laughed.

"are you stupid? that was a punishment. gosh, man, you don’t listen. i told you: you aren’t gonna get what you want," kyle explained. again.

"now let’s go check out your stupid books."

[parkerspicedlatte]

Disconnected-Chapter One (Luke Hemmings)

Summary: In an alternate universe where everyone has a soulmate, Luke and his soulmate share the rarest of them all. Some people have matching tattoos, others feel each others pain/emotions, but mental connections are the least common. The connection that Luke and Lynn share is that they can hear whatever song the other is singing. When they are close together they will be able to hear each others voices but for the meantime, they can only hear the recorded versions.

Pairings: Luke Hemmings x Lynn Corby (OC)

Warnings: None in this chapter, let’s start off light and breezy before we get intense.

Content: no fluff, no smut, no angst, not yet.

Featured Songs: Don’t Stop (5sos), Boombastic (Shaggy), Heartache on the Big Screen (5sos)

“Ugh, they’re doing it again,” Luke groaned.

“Which one is it this time?” Calum asked, peering over his phone to look at his friend.

“‘Heartache On The Big Screen’,” Luke sighed dramatically.

Calum chuckled to himself at Luke’s frustration. “Could be worse, they could be singing ‘Don’t Stop’,” He pointed out.

“You mean ‘Please Stop’. Of all the albums they have to sing on repeat, it just has to be the one we made when we were teenagers. God, we were so annoying.”

“You’re still annoying,” Ashton said as he walked into the room, sitting himself down on the couch beside Luke. “What’re we talking about?”

“Luke’s soulmate is signing ‘Heartache on the Big Screen’ again,” Calum said, earning a large grin from Ashton, the not-so-secret romantic of the band.

“Still can’t hear her voice though mate?”

“Nope,” Luke sighed stretching out his legs. “Not close enough. I don’t get it. Obviously they’re a fan so why can’t they just come to a concert all ready so we can get this over with. It’s pretty much impossible at this point for them to not know who I am by now. I mean I would love to not hear my seventeen-year-old self singing in my brain every single day.”

This time both Ashton and Calum burst out laughing.

“Luke!” Ashton laughed, “Aren’t you even a little bit excited about meeting them and getting to know them? Not just about getting your voice out of your head?”

“One thing at a time.” Luke muttered back.

Luke would be lying if he said he didn’t think about that a lot. What would it be like to have somebody around who was made just for him? Somebody who’s body would mold perfectly with his, somebody to wake up with in the morning, to have cuddly movie nights with, to have weird conversations with at three in the morning tucked under the covers? He thought about this every time they started singing his damn songs! When would they stop?

Maybe it was their way of retaliating. Over several months he’d been on and off stages almost every day, singing songs from their new album while on tour. Then there was all the practicing and rehearsing. Actually, it was a miracle they would still listen to their music after all that was going through their head at all times of the day. Luke could only imagine how painful it would be for them, to have Youngblood playing at a different time every day due to the time changes that Luke faced with them through their connection. That would probably explain why he never heard them singing the new album, they were probably sick of hearing it.

Luke’s started to hum and tap his foot along to a song he hadn’t even realised was playing in his head until he felt the eyes of both Ashton and Calum on him once more. Calum was grinning from ear to ear as Luke became aware of the song.

“Oh come on! Now she’s teasing me!”

Don’t stop, doing what you’re doing

Every time you move to the beat

It gets harder for me and you know it know it know it.

“Lynn, you know if you keep that up he’s going to hate you before he even meets you,” Kylie said from her position across the unmade, blue and red accented bed.

Lynn just shrugged her shoulders and sang along to the song that was playing through her speakers while she put away her laundry.

“He’ll love me for who I am,” Lynn told Kylie once the song ended. Kylie rolled her eyes and picked up her phone, letting out an ungraceful snort of a laugh.

“Listen to this. Tweet from Calum Hood:

Luke won’t stop singing Don’t Stop. I’m regretting ever writing that song. Please stop.”

“Ha! And you didn’t believe me! Luke is totally my soul mate.” Lynn said tossing her wavy blond hair over her shoulder, playing with her bangs that desperately needed a trim. She knew better than to do them herself. She’d done it before but the outcome was beyond awful.

“I never said I didn’t believe you!” exclaimed Kylie, “I just said that there are five million girls who are probably claiming the same thing.” She tells her best friend, ducking to avoid the rolled up pair of pink socks that went flying in her direction.

“You didn’t believe me when I told you last year.”

“Well, we had nothing to base it off of. All you said was that there were songs in your head that you’d never heard and the voice sounded like 5 Seconds of Summer. It wasn’t until they were touring that we figured it out, remember?”

“Of course I remember I was there after all. And Kylie, if you had told me that, I would have believed you!”

“Well, that just shows how naïve you are.” Kylie said tossing a pillow back at Lynn in retaliation, causing her wild dark curls to fly around her head.

“Hey!” Lynn half yelled as she fell onto the bed in a fit of giggles that made Kylie giggle along.

“Okay but now on a more serious note, you already know who he is, why are we not going to every concert to try to see him?”

Lynn sighed. “Ky, we’ve been over this. Just because I have an advantage doesn’t mean I should use it. I mean, if I know he’s close by, then, of course I’m going to find him but-” she sighed “I like the idea of him coming to me.”

“I just think you’re throwing away an opportunity to start life earlier.”

“You’ve told me that before.” The girls laid in silence for a few minutes before Lynn broke it. “What if he doesn’t want me?”

“Good point, I don’t think I’d want you as my soulmate.” Kylie said making both of them double over in laughter once more.

“Nooooo, I’m being serious.” whined Lynn in between giggles and hiccups.

“Okay come on, how could you even ask that?”

“Well, he’s a freaking rockstar for starters. He’s around beautiful models, actresses, other singers, and, god, just other women I couldn’t compare to. I’m just me, from nowhere special. I don’t do anything. Maybe he doesn’t even care about having a soulmate.”

“Doesn’t care about his soulmate? Are you kidding me? It’s not like he could just forget he has a soulmate, especially since you won’t stop singing!” Kylie teased back lightly before going back to her previous point. “You two are actually made for each other. Like, it’s not some mix-up, there never has been, so don’t fret so much. Plus the tweet from Calum just kind of proves that he cares enough to sing along to the song you’ve been singing for days.” Kylie pointed out, dramatically arching an eyebrow as if it would ensure that her point was made clear.

“I just don’t believe it, you know? It’s hard to wrap my head around, that there are so many girls who are screaming and trying to get his attention, my soulmate’s attention. There are girls out there that have my soulmate’s face up on their walls, or as their screen savers and profile pictures. It’s weird, you know?”

Kylie snorted. “Do I think it’s weird that my best friend’s soulmate is my first celebrity crush? Yes, that’s weird. I’d like to say I had dibs but I guess the soulmate thing overrides that.”

“I guess so.” Lynn giggled back.

“What are you smiling about?” Kylie asked when she looked over to see if there was a reason why Lynn had been silent for a few moments.

“He’s singing again.”

“Which is it this time?”

“He’s singing Boombastic.”

“Are you kidding me?”

“Nope, he’s weird,” Lynn replied, reaching for her phone while the odd pitch of Shaggy’s voice ran through her brain.

“Lynn, don’t do it.”

“I’m doing it.”

“No, please. I’m not a Shaggy fan.” Kylie whined with her bottom lip out in a pout.

“Too bad.” Lynn scoffed playfully with a smirk pressing the play button on her music app as she got ready to sing along.

She call me Mr. Boombastic

Say me fantastic, touch me in the back

She says I’m Mr. Ro-romantic

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A/N: okay thanks for reading, i know a lot of you have already read this part but in the next few chapters a lot has changed so it’s not like a big deja-vu fic. Thank you for having so much patience with me. I am forever grateful and i love you all. Here is my baby that i have been nurturing for the last six months, hope you love her as much as i do. 

Taglist: @madformichael @fiesty5sos @h0tsos @misskarynie @negative-love @beautifulplacesforhappines @captivatingcal

[holylangdon]

I Didn’t Just Kiss Her [Kyle Spencer x Reader SMUT]

Request: N/A

Warnings: SMUT, description of a sorta rough blowjob, maybe slightly OOC Kyle, mention of reader’s previous relationship (with neutral pronouns!), literal flaming garbage, I finally wrote a goddamn condom in, not proofread

Word Count: 1.5k

A/N: I wrote this from midnight to three in the morning. Thanks @jana-banana-fana for putting up with my annoying ass complaining about this.

I’m posting this now, unedited, bc if I read over it I know I'll heavily regret writing it :)))

Two hours. That’s how long it had been since you broke up with your longtime partner, Y/P/N. Two years gone. The two of you had stuck together through the good times and the bad. Hell, when you got accepted to college five hundred miles away, they were supportive through and through. But they had changed over the years, and not quite for the better. So when you finally dropped the ball and admitted that they weren’t good for you anymore... It was over.

Then, to add on top of it, you dropped the bomb: You’re in love with a different man.

They hadn’t taken the breakup well, as any immature 20-something would. They threw a fit in the middle of your apartment, guilt tripping you to no end. and it worked. You nearly took them back on the spot until your best friend, Kyle Spencer, saved the day. Your superhero in skinny jeans.

So, you’d been laying on the couch for those two hours drowning yourself in textbooks and college papers. You were nearly at the end when Kyle came from his Target-run prancing in the living room of your “shared” apartment. Like always, he quickly had you laughing with his stupid cute laugh and his casually sexy touches. He was seemingly delirious to his ways, but deep down, you knew he wasn’t.

Even since the two of you were kids he had known how to treat you. During Katrina he moved in with a cousin’s neighbor’s best friend’s God-knows-who and made sure you had a place to stay there. When your junior high sweetheart dumped you to take Abby Ziegler to the Snowball Formal, he knew exactly what to do. And even when he himself broke your heart, rarely albeit, he knew what to do.

“Ky?” You asked shyly, glancing over at the video game-playing boy. You could feel your heart speed up, almost as if it were in your throat. You wondered if Kyle could hear it... You felt your cheeks go red as he stared at you. “I broke up with Y/P/N today.”

He put the controller down immediately, a shocked expression on his face. His eyes quickly narrowed in suspicion. “what? Y/N... Are you okay? Did they hurt you? Did you hurt them? How did they take it? Is that why you’re upset?”

“Kyle, I’m... I’m not fine, but I’m okay. They broke that lamp you bought for the house,” You pointed to a black trash bag in the corner of the room. “chucked it.”

Anger set in on kyle’s features as he realized that he had thrown it at you. He sighed loudly, an attempt to repress his anger. You grabbed his wrist as he tilted his head back.

“Please fucking tell me it’s not what I think, babe.”

You were silent for a moment. “Kyle, there was someone else.”

His anger subsided for a moment as he shot up. “There’s someone else?”

“There’s someone else.”

It took him a moment to process what was happening, and before either of you knew it, your lips were pressed against his in a surprisingly passionate kiss. You were the first to pull away, rough from Kyle’s tight grip against your wrist.

Is this what you had been missing out on for so long? God, you hoped so.

“I wanted to make sure it wasn’t puppy love,” You said in breaths. “but I love you.”

“Fuck...” Was all Kyle could mumble out. “You love me?” You nodded. “Let me hear you say it again. Please, Y/N.”

“I love you, Kyle-“

“I love you too. God, I’ve been waiting so long to say that.” You grinned as he spoke, him pulling you onto his lap. “They all told me to shut up about it...” He muttered, his lips coming closer and closer to your collarbone. “Because you had Y/P/N.”

Instead of talking, you wrapped your legs around his thighs, your hands around his neck. You pulled him closer for another kiss, which was unintentionally rough. His response? To push the two of you down into the couch, him on top of you.

You couldn’t help but let out a small moan when your back hit the couch, his hand quickly reaching around to your waist. He groaned as your cold hands rose to lift up his shirt, which he let you do with ease. He pulled away from the kiss as you threw his shirt across the room, his lips connecting with your collar once more. You could feel him leaving marks, small and large. Teeth marks. Purple and pink and red splotches.

“I’ve been waiting so fucking long for this.”

You pushed him away, somehow turning him over on his back so you straddled him. You leaned down for another kiss. “You think I haven’t?”

Your hands slid down his chest, touching every scar and blemish and his made quick work of undoing your bra and pulling it from under your shirt. Henshuddered when he saw your now-bare breasts covered by only a thin cropped top.

As you shifted, you could feel his excitement growing underneath you. You carefully made your way to the floor while on your knees, sliding his basketball shorts down his legs. No boxers. Hos impressive cock sprung out as he moaned softly, your hand making contact with his length, gently letting yourself slide along it. You stared up at him. His mouth was open in pleasure, his eyes screwed shut with a silly look on his face. His hands no longer held your body, instead they gripped the arm of the couch like it was his only way of surviving.

He looked almost confused as your lips made contact with him, taking him in your mouth. His body was tense but quickly relaxed when you took half of him in your mouth, almost testing the waters, a light whine escaping him. When you pulled back, you were stunned to find his hand in your hair, gently pushing you back down onto his cock.

He painted quietly as you licked a long stripe up his base, circling your tongue around the head. He swore quietly when he shoved your head deeper and deeper, causing you to gag lightly. The blonde boy’s leg wrapped around your back and pressed you closer to his body. Kyle was obviously enjoying you letting him use your pretty little mouth however he wished, so so much.

And you couldn’t say you were surprised that he was rough. In fact, he had nearly always been rough with you. From first grade sleepovers to middle school soccer games in your backyard to high school experimentation, he had always been on the tougher side. And you definitely couldn’t say you didn’t enjoy the way it was going now.

Within minutes, Kyle was close to the edge. He pulled you away carefully, admiring the sight in front of him. Lighg tears had slipped from your eyes, drool hanging from your lips as you gasped for breath. Fuck, you were so hot like that. just that made him nearly come.

You felt yourself blush as he ogled you. “can you not do that?”

He apologized quickly before going quiet for a moment. “Yeah, sorry. You’re just so fucking beautiful, babe... I want to be inside you.”

You quickly stood and shook off your sweatpants and panties, letting them pool on the floor. Before you could do anything, Kyle had you sprawled across the large couch, pulling you closer and up to his cock. Ky leaned forward, laughing as he felt your legs weakly wrap around his waist.

“Babe, you gotta be stronger than that...” He reached over to the side table drawer, pulling out a condom. “Told you I’ve been waiting.”

It was seconds before he slid into you, a long groan slipping from his lips with a string of curses. You, on the other hand, moaned so uniquely that he laughed, sending light vibrations throughout your body.

“You’re gonna feel so fucking good... bet Y/P/N can’t fuck you like I can... And you’re all mine now. So fucking lucky,” Kyle said. His voice was suddenly deep, husky. Almost a growl, and God it was sexy. “I want to hear you say my name. Scream it, babe.”

His nails dug into your thigh as his thrusts quickened, each time slipping deeper and deeper into you until you stuttered out his name. His unoccupied hand rubbed your clit surprisingly gently while yours were practically glued to the couch.

It wasn’t long before your orgasm came crashing over you like waves. His cock twitched inside of you as you felt yourself tense up, unable to move while those loud moans he had wanted escaped your lips. Your orgasm was intense and shocking, one of the best you’d ever experienced.

Kyle wasn’t far behind. With another rough, sloppy thrust and a cry of your name, you felt him spill into the condom.

“Kyle, fuck... Oh Kyle...” You found yourself repeating over and over as you laid in the couch, trying to comprehend what had just occurred.

“Keep saying my name like that and we’ll have to go for another round.” He said through sweaty breaths.

“Hey, Ky? Did you mean it? About me being yours?” You asked nervously, glancing at him.

“Yeah. Lord knows you always have been, babe.”

[dark-days-dark-nights-xx]

Analester phanfic masterpost

Because ky is v busy at the moment, I decided to make a masterpost of her phanfics to save her the effort! (Also I’m a massive fan of her writing, Ky trash number one if you will). If you haven’t checked out her works yet, they’re amazing and well worth the read! Without further ado:

Key:

angst: @

fluff: ~

smut: *

kinks: &

trigger warning: !

ONESHOTS:

A Bit Much  * - 1.7k

“I’ll teach you. Do you want to see all of me?” Phil teases, smiling when Dan nods frantically. “Okay, Bear, you can take my boxers off if you want. Come on.”

With shaky hands, Dan slowly pulls off Phil’s boxers, slowly revealing the sight that he’s been anticipating this whole night.

“Holy fuck,” Dan gasps as he successfully removes the undergarment.

Alone* - 1k

Phil hasn’t gotten off in so long. He was actually starting to lose his mind because he was never left by himself to properly wank. So when Dan was assigned to present a gaming documentary and he was to travel around Europe, Phil couldn’t help but be a little excited to have Dan finally out.

And now, here Phil was sitting on his bed looking at something he never thought he was going to use for as long as he lived.

Anything For You, Baby *&! - 2k

When Phil met Dan, he looked so innocent. Phil wanted to be the one to ruin Dan’s innocence, make him his. And that’s exactly what he did.

Big Mistake ~*& - 2k

“Aw, did someone actually take the Viagra this morning?” Dan jokes, still stroking Phil through his pajama pants. Phil’s eyes widen as he pieces together the puzzle. The not paying attention to the label, the weird tasting vitamins, the sudden change in his body chemistry. Phil had taken Viagra instead of his vitamins.  

Black and Blue or Gold and White ~ - 0.9k

“Guys please help me - is this dress white or gold, or blue and black? Me and my friends can’t agree and we are freaking the fuck out.”

Broken @~ - 1k

“…And I don’t know, I just want someone to be with. Feel what I’m feeling, you know?” Dan’s voice echoes in Phil’s head, but he can’t hear anything else. Of course, that’s what Dan wants. That’s what any other normal person would want. But Phil wasn’t normal.

Dan Loves ~ - 0.8k

Dan was in love.

Definitely Cherry * - 1.7k

“I found your dildo, okay?” Dan blurts out. His hand quickly covers his mouth with the hand that wasn’t holding his pizza. It was Phil’s turn to blush, feeling all the heat rush to his cheeks and a little to his pants. Phil decided to play it off cool.

Distraction @* - 1.2k

The irony of how Dan was the one drowning in his thoughts, but being the cause of why Phil is drowning in his.

How Considerate ~* - 2k

Phil gulps as Dan guides him to the sofa. Dan sits Phil down and climbs onto his lap.

If We Took A Holiday ~ - 3.5k

The sound of his mum’s voice was coming from downstairs, making Dan tear his eyes away from the suitcase. They’ve been planning this holiday for about a month now and he hasn’t found it in his to be excited about it.

I Didn’t Mean To ~* - 1k

“Hey Dad, Pa, can I- OH MY GOD, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?” Jason shrieks, quickly bringing his hands to cover his eyes and shut the door right away.

I Don’t Care @* - 2.6k

Dan walks out of the room and comes back with his phone, “I want you back, okay?”

Makin’ Love in the Kitchen ~* - 1.7k

Unfortunately, Dan woke up the next morning with no memory of the kiss. Phil decided to keep it to himself and not bring it up again. He was sure Dan didn’t like him that way, even if he might show some kind of affection every now and then.

More Wit, A Better Kiss * - 2.2k

When Dan wakes up, he’s not in Phil’s bedroom. When Dan wakes up, he has no fucking idea where he is. He looks around the room, rubbing his eyes before squinting them, trying to make sense of the atmosphere around him. He didn’t recognise the duvet or the giant piano on the other side of the room. A sinking feeling started to appear in his chest.

Patience *& - 1.9k

“Dan, I swear to go-”

“I’ll do it if daddy asks nicely.”

“Fuck.”

Phil @ - 0.5k

Most days, Phil is okay. He would smile, he would make mistakes, he would be happy with his life. He would believe life can’t stop him. He is unstoppable. On other days, very rare days, Phil gives up.

Quiet ~* - 1.4k

Once they were sure Martyn was in bed, Phil was on top of Dan, grinding their lengths together while their lips connected in a sloppy, uncontrolled kiss. Dan held onto Phil’s hips, bringing him closer than physically possible, pressing their bodies together.

Raw Footage * - 1.2k

With shaky hands, the camera turns on, revealing a very naked Phil sitting on the bed. His legs are crossed in front of him, his hands in his lap, hiding his leaking cock from the camera. Dan’s voice was low and sinful. He chuckles darkly and zooms in on Phil.

Right There * - 1.9k

“No, I saw this one thing and I really wanted to try it…” Phil trails off, studying Dan’s face to see if he was opposed to the idea. Dan’s face changes into a smirk and he straddles Phil’s lap.

Shorts *& - 1.5k (my personal favourite)

Dan has seen Phil in shorts countless amount of times. Really, he has. And for the most part, it didn’t really affect him in any way. He’s seen Phil in boxers, hell, he’s seen Phil naked and hard, so why the hell is it starting to get to him now?

Something New *& - 2k

Lip Freak: The Strongest BUZZING Lip Balm In the Whole World.

Dan must’ve been standing there for five minutes, fixated on that seemingly innocent product. Before he could convince himself to not buy it, it was swept into his shopping cart and on the checkout counter.

I’m going to do this, Dan thought to himself as he watches the cashier scan his items, cracking his fingers absentmindedly.

Stone @~* - 2.2k

“Hey! Wait!” the voice speaks back to him. Dan’s eyes catch his shadow, his ears and tails prominent. Why wasn’t that person screaming at him, or calling him names? Why did this person want to talk to him?

Dan stops in his tracks and turns around. He’s met with a man about as tall as him, eyes blue and soft. It reminds Dan of how he feels when he submerges himself in the bath: refreshing and clean. He was quite beautiful in Dan’s opinion, but that didn’t stop him from being scared of him.

This One’s For You ~* - 1.4k

“Well, if you insist,” smile playing along Dan’s lips as he cranes his neck up slightly. Phil bends his head down slightly in response, connecting their lips lazily. They stay like that for a bit, tongues brushing against each other’s softly, no sense of urgency in their movements. Phil starts to feel hot and shifts slightly before attempting to deepen the kiss. Dan is the first one to pull away, his eyes half lidded.

Those Damn Glasses @* - 3k

Dan arches his back as shocks of pleasure course through his bones, his legs wrapped around a body on top of him as he feels delicious friction in his lower regions. He hears panting from the person above him, hot breath ghosting over his neck. Dan tries to focus his vision, trying to find a face to the body.

Too Long * - 1.1k

It has been too long, too fucking long, since Dan has done something. With the book, and the traveling, and the constantly hanging out with a hot flatmate, sexual urges build up and it has been too long since Dan has done something about it.

Until now.

What You’re Missing @* - 3.1k

When he approaches the bedroom, he finds Dan curled up on the very edge of the bed. He rolls his eyes and sits in front of where Dan is facing.

You Tried ~ - 1.1k

It was hard to register that he was standing there right in front of him. The AmazingPhil. Actual AmazingPhil was standing right in front of him. Dan didn’t know what to do. He shyly looked up at Phil through his brown fringe, arms crossed over his chest.

You’re My Best Friend @~* - 1.8k

Phil always wanted a best friend, but he was so strange, no one actually gave the time to tolerate him, which was kind of weird because they were 5 years old and were they really that narrow-minded? But all of that changed after Dan came into his life.

19 October ~* - 1.2k

He sits there and thinks of the times they had together. The happy ones, the non-happy ones, and the ones in between. He thinks about how if he didn’t stumble across Phil’s videos on that one special day, he wouldn’t be here today. He wouldn’t be here with a book written, or a SIM card, or over 9 million subscribers combined with Phil’s. He wouldn’t be doing what he loved for a living. He wouldn’t be Dan.

25 ~* - 1.7k

Dan’s birthday in Vegas starts off with him waking up to 25 kisses all over his face. His vision was still blurry as he was still waking up, but Phil’s soft lips pressing against his face made him smile and hum contentedly.

SONGFICS:

Friends - Ed Sheeran @~ - 1.4k

Their relationship was never platonic.

Hold Me Down - Halsey @* - 1.8k

Dan knows he should’ve kept his mouth shut, otherwise he wouldn’t be in the mess. He doesn’t even remember much about anything. Just that he was in a room that wasn’t his home, laying on sinfully red velvet cushions. What the fuck happened to bring him here?

You Belong With Me - Taylor Swift @~ - 2.1k

Dan sees Phil from the house across him. He’s yelling into his phone yet again. Dan guesses it’s probably Phil’s girlfriend that he’s had for almost a year now. Dan and Phil were best friends, there for each other since Year 1.

DRABBLES:

Being Dan @ - 0.4k

Being Dan is hard and sometimes, Dan doesn’t want to be Dan anymore

Congrats ~* - 0.9k

“I actually think I might cry, Phil, oh my god. 5,000,000 subscribers. No, fuck it, I’m crying,” Dan lets a tear slip from his eyes, prompting his boyfriend to hug him from behind. Phil plants a kiss on Dan’s cheek, tasting the slightly salty tear on his lips.

Midnight * - 0.6k

Phil’s face is red and he is panting like a dog, but at this point, he doesn’t care. He doesn’t care that the bed is creaking every time he pushes his hips up to meet the warm, wet mouth that was encasing his cock. He doesn’t care about how rough his grip is on Dan’s hair as he tries to slowly force his dick further into his mouth. He doesn’t care about anything at the moment because right now, he was getting the best blowjob in his life and he could care less about anything else.

One Second @ - 0.6k

“Phil was his light. Phil was his sunshine. But his sunshine wasn’t there. His sunshine was gone.”

Rimmed * - 0.3k

Dan was on his stomach, trying to control his breathing as Phil peppers kisses down his back. He grinds his hips slowly into the mattress, mewling at the friction. Phil makes his way to his bum, taking the skin between his teeth and bites softly. Dan groans, his fingers gripping the duvet.

Shower * - 0.5k

Dan strips off his clothes and turns on the shower, reaching his hand out to feel the temperature of the water. When he decides it’s warm enough, he steps in, visibly relaxing as the water hits his back in a gentle massage. He closes his eyes, his head falling back as water drips down his face. He hears the door unlock and opens his eyes, smiling when Phil steps in. He watches as Phil take off the shirt, smiling when Phil catches his eye.

Tired @ - 0.5k

Phil was tired of being Phil, and he makes the decision to start a new chapter in his life.

Tour Thoughts ~* - 0.8k

Dan and Phil can’t sleep one night while on tour, so they occupy themselves with blowjobs and dirty talk

Vanilla * - 0.8k

it’s a vanilla kind of night in dan and Phil's flat

MULTI-PART

Apples and Desks | Teachers and Memories ~*&

Teacher!AU

Danisafuckingtease | Amazingedged ~*&

Smut ;)

Thanks for the Memories @* 

2009 x 2015 crossover where 2009!Dan and 2015!Dan switch places

We Keep This Love in a Photograph | part 2 ~

Phil is a photographer and single dad Dan likes to flirt with him during his children’s photo shoots

CHAPTERED

In Another Life (WIP) *

a chaptered fic made up of a series of smutty oneshots taking place in the pastel!dan and punk!phil alternate universe

The Bad List (WIP) @~ 

Angel!Phil AU

PBB

I Used to Obsess Over Living, Now I Only Obsess Over You @*

Dan loves Phil, or at least the Phil that is put out on the internet. But this isn’t enough for Dan. He wants to know more and more about Phil. Stalker!Dan AU where he kidnaps Phil and tries to get him to love him… and eventually, he does.

You Stole | Part 2 @*

Sugardaddy!AU where uni student!Dan needs to find a way to pay off his student loans and it just so happens that a rich, successful and unhappily married Phil picks up his flyer. Will Phil be able to leave behind the life he’d spent years building for a chance at happiness?

CRACK

A Beautiful Surprise - 0.4k

Phil was totally hungry (a/n: #relatable phil lolzor oops sorry i’ll continue) and all he wanted was yummy, yummy desert. The walking six foot stick with black hair skipped to the kitchen and found a beautiful, chocolate cake in the fridge. Looking at the sweet food, Philip licked his lips, much like a dog with a very long tongue, and proceeded to take the said food out of the cold box of food storage.

OTHER

A Scary Story - <100 words

Dan couldn’t stop running. He knows it’s behind him and he knows it’s not going to leave him alone.