Spark - Dan & Phil
content: none! just fluff.
an: only keeping these up to look back at to see if I've ever improved. so weird to think about the space i was in when first writing these vs where i am now. depressing!
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Dan's POV:
"Dan! Hurry up!" I heard my boyfriend call to me. We were going to some place for our anniversary. Five years we've been together, and boy has it been the best five years of my life. I love him so much. He's saved me from doing anything stupid, and he knows that.
"Baaaabe!" I heard his voice get closer. I snapped from my thoughts and fixed my tie. "Come onnnnnnnn!" Chuckling, I opened the door and placed a quick kiss to his cheek.
"I'm ready babe." His eyes scanned me from head to toe, a small smile forming.
"You look handsome." He said, beaming.
"Same for you Philly." He giggled and grabbed my hand, pulling me towards and out the door of our flat, locking it behind him.
"I'm sure you'll love where we're going." With that, he grabbed my hand, interlocking our fingers and tugged me towards the sidewalk. There was a light dusting of snow falling down, and a blanket covering the London streets. It was Christmas Eve, and everyone was out doing couple things.
Phil, instead of taking me to his car, waited on the sidewalk until a carriage pulled up. "Philly, what is this?" His smiled widened, his grip tightened, and he pulled me up into the carriage before whispering something to driver.
"Why, it's all part of the surprise love." My heart fluttered and what he said. Love. We love each other. I love him so much. Even when I'm feeling down, he's there. He's always there. Whenever I'm having an episode, he's there to comfort me, and I love him for it.
After a thirty mintue ride, we stopped at a restaurant. Only it wasn't. There were fairy lights strung about everywhere, a Christmas tree sat in the middle, and there were people, waiters and waitresses I assume, walking around a smile plastered across their faces. It was perfect. The smell of cookies swarmed my senses, and I looked over at Phil who had a look of worry and hope in his features. "Well...do you like it?" He spoke quietly. I beamed, and nodded.
"Of course I do. It's amazing." Kissing him quickly, he led us over to a table near the back of the place.
"I love you Daniel."
"I love you more Phillip." He made a face and pouted at that name sticking out his bottom lip.
"You know I don't like Phillip." I couldn't help but smile at how cute he was being and booped his nose.
"And you know I don't like Daniel."
"Good point." This night was nothing but perfect. "But really...I love you."
"I know you do."
"No...like a lot..." Phil muttered and looked down at our intertwined fingers. "And I just...you've been there for me for as long as I can remember. Whenever I would feel useless, which I am don't even try to argue Daniel, you would always be there looking at me with concern filling your chocolate brown eyes. The way your voice would be raspy whenever you were holding back tears when I told you how much the world wouldn't miss me.
"You've been there for me. You helped me through my depression, through highschool, through life, everything. I can't imagine or bear the thought of being away from you. I know that some of our fans have forced our relationship down our throats and we keep denying it, but I can't help but feel that it's not fair to them if we keep this a secret. We've been dating for what seems like a million years.
"So, maybe when we get home we can record a video and then do a stream? I want everyone to see the raw footage of how much I love you." His words hit me like a ton of bricks. Everything he just said made my heart pound and stomach fill with butterflies.
"Philly, you are not useless. You mean more to me than everything." It hurt my heart seeing him that way. He was perfect. I placed a soft kiss to his lips before pulling away looking into his icy blue eyes, sparkling. "And of course we can baby." His face lighted up with a smile and he threw his arms around my neck engulfing me in a hug that nearly knocked me out the chair.
"Oh thank you thank you thank you!" His British accented voice sounded like the most beautiful sound. "Oh, and one more thing..." He pulled away and smirked at me before getting on one of his knees.
"Philly, what are you...?" I asked, raising an eyebrow at the odd action. He can't be doing what I think he's doing, is he? Oh my god, he can't be...
He puckered his lips and whistled. Oh my god, he is! "Come here boy!" He called out in a babyish voice. I saw a blur of what looked like a small ball of fur out of the corner of my before Phil was knocked back on his butt, laughing.
"Oh my god! You got a Shiba Inu!" I exclaimed, jumping from my seat and running over to where he was laying down, the small meme licking away at his face. "What should we name him?" I asked, reaching out and petting the animal's fur. He turned his attention to me, tail wagging faster than, well, the Flash, and ran around me barking and jumping on my lap.
"Hmm...how about J-" He started but I silence him with another kiss, holding the shiba inu to my chest.
"Whatever it is, it'll be perfect."
"Just like you, Danny."
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A world of soulmates where one of you sees black and white and the other sees color.
When you and your soulmate touch for the first time, you guys swap. Dan can only see B&W, Phil can only see color, when their hands brush on a box of cereal at the supermarket, they swap. The only way to get back what you had is to teach your soulmate the beauty of the world through the lens forced upon you.
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For Him - Dan & Phil
content: it's 2018 era phan. what do you expect. RPF, cheating, fighting, loose suicide mention at the end
an: when i mentioned i'm moving everything over, i meant it. plently of embarrassing i've posted but mama didn't raise a loser. take pride in your garbage!
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Dan's POV:
"How could you let this happen?!" His words were like a shot to the heart. They ripped through me, leaving me empty. Broken almost. It was like my whole world had gone from perfect to crashing all around me when he walked in.
Phil is, well was, my everything. Our lives had been perfect. We were slowly but surely coming out. We were going to make a video about it today, but then he walked in on us.
"D-Dan? How could you?" His voice was hardly above a whisper, his eyes shinning with unshed tears. It hurt me to see him like this, it really did. He was always the happy one out of the two of us. "I gave you everything..."
His northern accent wasn't sad anymore but outraged. You could tell by the way he was clutching onto the doorknob, his knuckles turning white. He looked horrifying to be honest. Phil was never this way. He was never angry. Never.
He shook his head and stormed off, leaving me and this "friend" together. She was supposed to be helping us, but she ruined everything.
"Phillip, wait! Please!" I jumped off the couch and sprinted down the hall, trying to catch up with him. "It's n-"
He turned around, jaw clenched and he looked like he was ready to kill. "Not what it looks like? Yeah, fucking right! I saw you two Daniel! You're fucking a cheating bastard! How could I ever fucking love you?!" He stormed over to me, and pinned me to the wall by my leather jacket. He was never this way. "You're a fucking disgrace Daniel. I'm fucking done. I never should have spent those eight years of my life with you. I never should have fucking let you in."
His blue eyes were clouded over, his grip on my shirt tightening. I didn't know one simple kiss would have sent him over the edge like this. I couldn't let him think I didn't love him. I did. Everything about him. The way he always had a habit for being in the wrong place at the wrong time but always making a story out of it. The way he loved his houseplants and always wanted a cat but couldn't have one since he was allergic.
"Phil, she kissed me! You know I would never do that to you!" I pleaded, my voice cracking slightly at the end. It couldn't end this way. It just couldn't.
He growled at me, raised his fist and punched me square in the jaw. He never in a million years thought violence was an answer to anything. Ever. The whole left side of my face was throbbing where he had hit me, and I could taste the familiar copper taste of blood starting to fill my mouth. "You fucking disgust me. You're not worth my time. You never were."
I could feel the tears flowing freely down my face now. He didn't mean this. He couldn't have. He didn't! He just can't! "Phil please! You don't mean this!"
Another hit to the right side of my face. More blood. More tears. He tossed me to the ground and started kicking me in the ribs. This wasn't my Phil.
But it was.
It went on like that. He kept telling me how much he hated me and how he never should have wasted his time on a such a pathetic waste of space. I couldn't feel a thing. I was numb. To it all. His words. His blows to my face, kicks to my back and side, the hair pulling. All of it.
It was like that for about an hour. How nobody heard surprised me, or they did but they didn't care. Who would ever care for someone like me? Nobody, that's just it. "I never want to see you again. I want all of your shit out of my flat tomorrow or else I'll burn it all. I'm deleting every video we did together too. Now get the fuck out of my life."
That was a week ago.
I still had the brusies he left littered upon my pale skin. I was still pretty numb. All of our videos together were gone. I wonder if the Phandom cares that all of the Amazing Dan's, Phil Is Not On Fire's, and other collab videos are gone. Probably not.
Phil also blocked me on every social media site and got rid of our cooking, gaming, and crafts channel. There was no sign of what once was Daniel James Howell and Phillip Michael Lester. It's almost as if we never met.
I don't know what I'm going to do now. I mean, I was staying over at PJ's place until I could get my own place and start making videos again. I was sure I could make it without Phil. I did it before, so I don't know why I couldn't do it again. I still had a fair amount of people who "cared" for me. Right? If necessary I could always go look for a day job or stay with my parents.
I was sure I could do this on my own. I did it before when I had nobody in my life, so I don't see why I can't do it now. I wasn't going to let this stop me from making videos. Yeah, people were going to ask what was wrong and why Phil and I never mentioned each other, but I would try and ignore those until I couldn't anymore.
Dan Howell was going to make it. Dan Howell was going to be just okay. I was going to be fine and that was that. Yeah, it hurt that Phil wasn't in my life anymore, but like I said, I'll get over it.
I have to. There isn't any doubt to it. Daniel James Howell will have to be better than he was before, and will just have to deal with whatever life happens to throw his way.
This might have been the end of Phan. The end of Phil Lester and Dan Howell. The end of Amazingphil and Danisnotonfire ever making another video again..
But it certainly wasn't the end of Danisnotonfire himself. I won't let that happen.
But the thing is.
I can't carry on without Phil. He was my everything. He still is. He was the one who saved me all those years ago. He was the one who made me into the person I am. He was the one who made me feel better about myself.
He was my sunshine when I was stuck in a never ending storm of emotions and pain. He was my safety net that saved me from drowning. He was my Sun in which I revolved around or else get sucked into an endless black void of my own self doubt and pity.
Phil Lester was my world. My oxygen. My love. Without Phil...I have no will to live.
I have nothing to look forward to. Phil was the only reason I'm still here. And I fucked up and he left. He told me what he thought of me. He told me everything he hated about me.
I can't carry on without Phil...I won't either. If he doesn't love me, what is there to look forward to?
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