I fell in love with a ghost,it's Dan Howell ch. 2 The next one is a bit harder to remember, not in the fuzziness of childhood’s vision, but in the way of the pain related to it. It was a year later, I should be glad she even lasted that long, but I always was a little selfish in the want of keeping people around. I guess the beginning of that day didn’t really matter in the scheme of everything, just a normal day, my mum sat me in the living room and the ‘stranger’ came out to play with me, although though he had a name at this point, and I sat there for hours just running around, laughing and giggling with him. Those things, although nice I suppose, don’t really matter to anyone but me, some would even call it sad that a ghost was who was left to take care of me, and one my mother didn’t know about at that. The ending is what truly mattered, the river of red ‘water’ leaking from beneath, the door, the look on his face as we both noticed it, the confusion of whatI fell in love with a ghost,it's Dan Howell ch. 2 by randomnessjilly
I fell in love with a ghost, it's Dan Howell.ch 1 My earliest memory was back when I was three, it never made full sense why this memory stuck out to me, but even so it did. It was a time of fighting, screaming, and betrayal in my house, but that’s not really the thing that matters, it happens more often than not. I remember my tiny brain didn’t comprehend what was going on, in my mind they were going under battle, with dreams of a happy ending. I Guess it could have been the initial plan, but it didn’t work out like that. I remember laying in bed, shivering from the open window I couldn’t reach. I started to get worried as snow slightly piled onto the floor beside it, the windy night had no mercy. I remember then seeing him, he was smiling down sadly, knowing he can’t change the outcome of the future. I being a small child just smile up at him, not a care in the world. He slowly bent down, whispering things to keep me calm in my already calm state.I fell in love with a ghost, it's Dan Howell.ch 1 by randomnessjilly
i'm in love with Dan Howell,he's a ghost-Prologue (your P.O.V)i'm in love with Dan Howell,he's a ghost-Prologue by randomnessjilly
I never knew he was once someone loved by millions till I was older. I only knew that I loved him. It's a bit of a weird situation, him being dead and all, but what if the dead aren't what we think? I'll have to explain a bit better, you see everyone at birth is assigned one guardian, always someone who's lived before, and they are set to watch them for their lifetime, and help them out when both accepted and needed, now not many people could see them, sure there was glimpses once and awhile for some people, but not in as large of a scale. Imagine you in a room full or 100 people, then imagine doubling that, sometimes tripling it, and you being the only one to see them it's not fun most of the time, i'll tell you that. Now for me being in love with one, i'm going to go back to my childhood for it to make full sense.
(A little short I think -not used to making prologues- but the chapters will be hopefully ok)
A chance decision ( phan) ( Dan’s p.o.v)A chance decision ( phan) by randomnessjilly
I breathe in and out, anticipating the next moment. It’s not the biggest thing in my life, just..still important. ‘come on Dan you got to do it’ I mumble to myself. I really am a fail aren’t I? I let out an air laugh at that thought before knocking. As I get to the door I realize too late that I might not be ready for this little fact. He answers the bedroom door in confusion, usually I don’t bother to knock “ Hey, what’s up?” his smile intoxicating as it is, was not what I needed at the moment. “ hey, can we talk” He smiles nervously at me, worried about what I was so serious about all the sudden.
“Sure Dan, come in” His voice was quite awkward at the change of atmosphere. He sits down on his bed and motions for me to have a seat beside him, I was hesitant to take it but after a moments consideration I thought I would give in, maybe it would be better sitting. I take a deep breath before
Oneshots, of Sorts: Philisnotonfire- Cold ForeverScreams echoed throughout the maze, causing a little shreik of my own as I ran down the dirt path. "Phil!" I yelled. "Goddammit, Phil! Where are you!" We thought a haunted corn maze on Halloween would be perfect. We thought it'd be fun to go and see what people have come up with.Oneshots, of Sorts: Philisnotonfire- Cold Forever by Angel-in-Hiding
We thought wrong.
As soon as we set foot on the premises of dried up leaves and packed soil, I felt fear and excitement. I literally ran up to the gate, startling the person at the ticket booth with my sudden appearence and bought two tickets for me and Phil.
Phil had stayed back, eyeing the metal arch entrance to the dark maze nervously. "Dan?" He said, fear vibrating in his voice. "Dan, I don't think I can do this."
I paused below the entryway, and looked back at my dearest friend. His nervousness was actually kind of cute, and I couldn't help but smile as he fidgeted with his hands. I wanted to take them and squeeze them and tell him he'll be fine. Instead, I faked a pout and said, "Oh, come on, P
Something Special Ch. 5Title: Something SpecialSomething Special Ch. 5 by summercarntspel
Genre: fluff/mpreg crack!fic
Warnings: mpreg and cuteness
Disclaimer: I do not own amazingphil or danisnotonfire and this is fictional.
A/N: So.... this is overly cute and mushy. And I regret nothing.
"Phil! Pay attention!"
Dan waved his paint brush threateningly at his boyfriend, staring at him and whining, "Stop spacing out! The smell of this stuff is already giving me a headache, and I don't want to have to be in here any longer than absolutely necessary."
The couple was busy painting the spare room, which was in the process of being turned into the nursery. There were a few stray boxes of furniture pieces scattered about the room on top of the old sheets that were draped all over, ready to be built when the painting and wallpapering was finished.
Pouting, Phil allowed a bit of the minty green paint to drip off of the tip of his brush and land on the sheet under him. "I'm sorry! I don't mean to, I'm just tired.... You rolle
Something Special Ch. 6Title: Something SpecialSomething Special Ch. 6 by summercarntspel
Genre: fluff, mpreg, crack!fic
Warnings: mpreg and a lot of cute in a small package (not unlike Dean Dobbs.) (Zing.)
Disclaimer: I do not own amazingphil or danisnotonfire and this is obviously fictional.
A/N: GUYS. GUYS HAVE I KILLED YOU WITH CUTENESS YET. Sorry for the kind of lack in plot for this chapter, by the way ._.
Dan poked his head into Phil's room, a deep pout evident on his face. His lower lip was jutting out ridiculously, his eyes drooping and giving away that he felt a bit... Well, alone. And Phil looked so busy..... He was in desperate need of a snuggle, though, and desperate times call for desperate measures!
The older boy looked up from his laptop and smiled, meeting Dan's dark eyes briefly before allowing his gazed to travel down to the brunette's stomach.
A little baby bump was slowly trying to peek out from behind the thing fabric of Dan's t shirt. He wasn't even showing enough for it to be
Phan- Fame 1Phan- Fame 1 by Skiyye
Author(s): whirlergirl and Skiyye <3
Rating: 13+ (Light smut, language)
Summary: Dan is living life to the fullest. Can his and Phil's relationship hold under the Fame?
Disclaimer: Me nor whirlergirl own Phil, Dan, or Phan. I wish.
Don't we all?
I lay down in my small bed, completely drained of energy. Today had been the last day of filming for my newest film, Death Note. I still wasn't sure why I hadn't bought a bigger, more comfortable bed yet; I had enough money from my many major roles to buy every bed in London if I wanted. However, tonight I fell asleep without a problem, muscles too tired to complain any longer.
It had all come so fast. I had wanted it with all my heart, but it had hit so unexpectedly. Yet I moved away from Phil without a moment's hesitation, urging myself to live my life to it's fullest and not hold back.
I hated dreaming, and that night they came upon me like a wave. Reminders of things I'd done wrong, the faces of all tho