Broken - YouTube Zombie Sequel - Part 3Phil’s POV
I carried on running. I didn’t know what else I could do. Part of me wanted to run back over to Dan and help him, but I knew that by the time I got there he would probably already be dead, and even if he wasn’t, all that I would achieve by it would be getting myself killed too, which doesn’t really seem like much of an achievement to me, getting yourself killed at the moment is pretty easy to be honest. As I ran, I couldn’t help but think about Chris and PJ too, I hoped they were alright, because at the moment it was getting harder and harder to
keep alive, and I’m not sure I could manage losing more than one friend in the same day, I’m not sure I could manage one to be honest.
I tried to convince myself that what had happened to Dan wasn’t my fault. I was going to tell Chris and PJ exactly what I was telling myself, that Dan had just tripped up, and that there was nothing I could have done about it. I tried to keep tell
Huge Collab - Part 1Title: Huge Collab? (It doesn't really have a name)Huge Collab - Part 12 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Author: This Part - SecretShipper1 (Author's and parts listed bellow)
Rating: This Part - PG? Can't say for the others
Warnings: None in this part
Disclaimer: I do not own these people, nor do I claim any of this happened. as far as I am aware, unless there is something thy are hiding, none of the writers can see this hapening in reality, nor do they own the YouTubers mentioned.
For the 17th time that day, I found myself staring out of the same old window. I didn't even know why I did it anymore. Once upon a time, I looked out of this very same window, and dreamt of a million different possible futures. Moonlit dances with the person of my dreams, an amazing job doing what I love or even just days spent walking along the Thames, surrounded by the people I love. Needless to say that, as it stands, I don't think any of them are going to be coming true anytime soon. In fact, I don't think anything remotely pleasant
Phil's HoodieTitle: Phil's HoodiePhil's Hoodie2 years ago in Humor More Like This
Genre: fluff (too much fluff I'm sorry)
Warnings: none c:
Disclaimer: I do not own amazingphil or danisnotonfire and this is fictional.
Author's Note: I don't know where this idea came from, but I typed it up on my phone and thought it was kind of cute, so.... yeah. ._.
Dan rubbed his upper arms and frowned, trying to warm himself up a bit. He and Phil had decided to spend a few hours at the shops, but he was so cold! It was chilly outside and even colder inside the stores. He was starting to regret even leaving the house. It couldn't have been this freezing when they left....
"Cold, Dan?" Phil chuckled, leafing through a rack of graphic t shirts. He was perfectly warm and content in his slightly-too-big University hoodie, knowing that the weather would turn even colder in the following hour or so. In fact, he distinctly remembered warning Dan about that, only receiving a quick wave of the hand from the other.
Wrinkling his nose a
Kickthestickz: MessagesThe flat feels lonely today. It has felt lonely for a while, but something about today is worse. Slumping on to the bed, I grab for my phone. 9:01. I suppose I could go and see Chris, I haven't seen him in three days. I'll bring him something this time, a present. I allow myself time to get ready, deciding that I will try to get there for 10:00. My legs drag themselves to the bathroom, and I turn on the shower. The flat is cold and so is the water. Running my hand underneath the liquid, I flinch. It's too cold, I won't take a shower. Chris won't mind. He told me he doesn't care what I look like, that's how I know. I've worn the same clothes for three days, I don't bother much about changing after I visit Chris. Nobody else comes to see me. I don't see much of my old housemates anymore and Dan and Phil live so far away. Sometimes they'll pop down to check up on me, to catch up. Then we'll go and see Chris together. I love those days a lot, but not as much as when I visit him by mKickthestickz: Messages2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Dan's KissesTitle: Dan's KissesDan's Kisses2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Genre: fluff (ugh)
Warnings: kisses and slash so oop
Disclaimer: I do not own amazingphil or danisnotonfire and this is fiction.
A/N: This is the sequel to Phil's Hoodie. :3 Since everyone kind of suggested it, I decided to give it a shot, and this is what I came up with. Enjoy <3
Dan awkwardly stood in front of Phil's door, hearing the older boy laughing at some video he was watching inside the room. The sound was enough to make Dan blush and wrinkle his nose nervously, shuffling his bare feet against the floor.
To say the very least, the whole hoodie incident that happened earlier that day ended up causing a plethora of new feelings and thoughts to bubble up from somewhere deep inside Dan..... And now he had to deal with them before they drove him absolutely mad.
"Phil?" Dan asked quietly, stepping into the room, his lower lip trapped between his teeth.
Looking up from his laptop, Phil offered Dan a happy, lighthearted smile,
Kind Of AmazingTitle: Kind Of AmazingKind Of Amazing2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Genre: Fluff with a bit of sexy-ish innuendo. But mostly fluff.
Warnings: uhm slight hickey-causing and some suspicious noises from Phil
Disclaimer: I do not own Amazingphil or danisnotonfire and this is fiction and yes
Author's Note: Second story posting tonight. Which is fun. And stuff. And yeah so be kind I guess and enjoy.
Phil grinned, moving to turn off the camera before tackling Dan to the floor once again. They'd just finished filming what he'd call 'Phil is not on fire', which would be their first video together. And it went surprisingly well, considering how much of a train wreck he expected it to be.
"Everyone's going to love it and love you," Phil insisted, a hand on either side of Dan's head as he swooped down to steal a quick kiss, "We did it, Dan!"
The younger only giggled and stretched to capture Phil's lips in another kiss, shrugging, "I'm not so sure they'll love me. Think of what your fangirls will do when
Flower Boy (KickTheStickz)Title: The Flower BoyFlower Boy (KickTheStickz)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Rating: uh, PG, maybe PG-12
Warnings: Deafness… is that a warning needed? also boy kisses
Disclaimer: I own neither Chris nor PJ or even really Sarah but that's besides the point. This is not real and if it was I wouldn't make it so.
Author's Note: If you cant tell this is my first time posting to YTSlash in quite some time so… yeah. Also time jumps... Read on!
Present Day (aged 23)
Every day PJ walked by the florist's, and every day the boy was there- but every day he didn't have the courage to go inside and say hello.
The boy with the flowers noticed PJ walk by every day at the exact same time. Finally, after over a month of watching him go by, the boy stood outside watering flowers.
PJ thought it was good luck, or maybe just a coincidence. He didn't know the boy had watched him as well.
He approached the boy and tapped him on the shoulder. The boy turned and PJ took a deep breath to speak-but he froze.
Phan: The 15:28 to London - Part 1/2Title: The 15:28 to LondonPhan: The 15:28 to London - Part 1/22 years ago in Romance More Like This
Author: Ellie Galaxies
Genre: Pure fluff ^___^
Rating: Suitable for everyone!
Warnings: There will be smut in the second part!
Author's Note: I wrote a fic for my friend Sian about her and PJ and I liked it so much that I thought I'd put it into a phanfic! Hope you guys like it!
Perfection is the balance between the good and the bad. It's a scale that needs to balance and tip evenly. There is no right or wrong, there is only a balance. A lot of people spend too much time trying to be pristine; the best body, the prettiest face, the most expensive clothes, etcetera. But then the scales tip poorly and they have a terrible attitude, or they're just not smart at all, or their personality would suck more than the end of the world or a zombie apocalypse. The balance on the scales has to be right to make them tip evenly. And with such a wonderful combination of beauty, heart and personality comes perfection.
And perfection i
Your BodyTitle: Your BodyYour Body2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Genre: Romance, Fluff, Angst (Hurt & Comfort)
Warnings: Slash, upset Phil?
Disclaimer: I do not own Dan or Phil, this didn't happen.
The episode finished and the credits started to roll. Phil wiped away some tears, which he would always deny, he was a man for god sakes, but that episode was really emotional. He'd been watching Buffy, of course, and Joyce had just died. Even though he knew it was inevitable, and he'd seen it before, it never failed to make him tear up. He closed his laptop and decided to go to bed. It was only eight, but that episode had drained him a little. Dan would shut all the lights off anyway, since he stayed up 'till at least three in the morning. He changed into his pyjamas and slipped quietly into bed. A thought dashed across his mind. What if you came home and Dan was lying on the sofa, unmoving? Phil shook his head of the thought and shut his eyes. That was silly, Dan would always be there.
Three Little WordsTitle: Three Little WordsThree Little Words2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Pairing: Jean Hobbs
Warnings: really awful everything. That's all.
Disclaimer: I do not own OMFGitsjackanddean and this is fictional.
A/N: I wrote this in my free periods on Monday and it's really bad but I have to post something so. ._.
Well, there it goes. Yet another missed opportunity to say something I've been wanting to say for what felt like forever.
It was just a bloody sentence. Three tiny, seemingly insignificant words that held so much power and emotion. An arrangement of letters infamous for ruining friendships.
I don't know what I'm so afraid of, honestly. Dean and I have been friends since we were just kids. We'd been there for each other when no one else understood. A simple sentence couldn't possibly break up so many years of friendship.
Still, I can't force myself to do it. It isn't like I haven't had half a million chances, either.
Really, I didn't understand the way I felt about my
KickTheStickz - Four AMKickTheStickz - Four AM2 years ago in Romance More Like This
I'm not sure what I'm doing here. I don't even know what posessed me to drag myself out of bed and drive here. Why am I standing outside my best friend's door at four AM? Maybe I should just go home... It can probably wait until tomorrow, and I'll just annoy him if I wake him up now...
PJ started to turn away from the familiar door that stood before him, attempting to push away the image of his best friend, and long-term-crush, from his mind. He knew that Chris wouldn't appreciate him appearing on his doorstep so early in the morning, but he had absolutely no idea why he chose this time in the first place... It just felt like the right time. Either way he decided he could wait until tomorrow to hold the conversation that he'd been playing out in his mind for the past few days.
The moment his attention was on the floor infront of him, his bod
Okay - PHANFandom: YouTubeOkay - PHAN2 years ago in Drama More Like This
Pairing: Phan (AmazingPhil/danisnotonfire)
Point of View: Phil
The screen flashes at me, announcing that I've died one too many times for a small blue hedgehog to be able to cope with and I sigh; playing Sonic by myself isn't nearly as fun as playing it with Dan, with my sixteen-year-old boyfriend.
But no, he has to be in school and I'm meant to be out looking for a job lest I want my mother to throw out all of my Pokémon trading cards. Not that she actually would; she spent way too much of her hard-earned money on them throughout my childhood to just throw them away now.
I glance to the clock; half past three. Dan should be home at any minute, ready for our regular Friday routine. First of all he'll come in, tell me about his day even if there's nothing in particular to tell, then I'll fail at trying to help with his homework and then we'll stay up all night, alternating our time between watching YouTube videos, playing my new Xbox game and kissing.
KickTheStickz: Chris Tastes PJ's MeatKickTheStickz: Chris Tastes PJ's Meat2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Another vlog, this one having another dirty title, Chris deciding to call it Chris Tastes PJ's Meat as he had made them both bacon sandwich's along with pouring themselves Cherry Coca Cola.
They sat at the table and as the video neared its end, Chris leaned forward ever so slightly, his lips pursing for a moment as PJ caught the actions from the side of his vision, realizing what Chris was telling him to do as he turned to face him fully, leaning forward hesitantly.
PJ always felt slightly nervous when he and Chris pretended to kiss for the camera, his stomach fluttering lightly as his heart rate speed up, thumping hard against his ribcage.
He wondered what would happen if their lips actually touched as they drew hesitantly closer to the other, seemingly stopping for a moment before PJ felt Chris' lips touch his lightly. He raised his eyebrows in surprise as the other's lips did not move away from his but rested against his, hovering, waiting.
Inhaling shakily, he pressed his li
Perfect MomentPhil sighed, setting his chin on his knees, groaning when he heard the door to the flat open. Dan had gone out in pursuit for some sort of dinner materials a few hours earlier, and, while he was gone, Phil got the twisted idea to write down all his feelings for the other in a long note. He'd left it on the breakfast bar, in plain sight, and ran to his room, promising himself that he wouldn't get up and throw it away no matter what.Perfect Moment2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Regardless of the reaction Dan had to the news, the raven-haired boy knew that he needed to get all those bottled up emotions out while he had the chance.
All keeping in what you feel does is give you a cluttered mind and a stomach ache, Phil. Why don't you just tell him?
Tumbling his mother's words over in his head several times, Phil sighed and knuckled his tired eyes. He had called her and asked her advice earlier in the week, deciding in the end to tell Dan as soon as the opportunity presented itself. And now it had.
The sound of Dan's keys bein
Phan/Kickthestickz - The Camping Trip PART 1Dans POVPhan/Kickthestickz - The Camping Trip PART 12 years ago in Romance More Like This
I couldn't sleep. My mind was in a loop of memories from the previous weeks. Cuddling and kissing on the sofa while watching Buffy, sharing a milkshake in Shake away and most of all, the moment that Phil confessed his love towards me.
I got out of my bed and sat on the edge, running my hand through my thick, brown hair.
I can't get him out of my mind. There's nothing else I can think of apart from him.
Grunting, I reached over to my bedside table and checked the time on my phone, 3:54am. I made a loud groan, and fall back on my bed with a thump.
How am I supposed to wake up tommorow?
Just as I started to try and get to sleep again, I heard faint whimpers coming from the rest of the flat. I opened my eyes in realisation that it may be Phil.
I sprinted quickly, yet quietly towards Phils room. The noise started to get even loader while I grasped my hand around the door handle.
I pushed the wooden door open with a gentle creak. The room was comp
Could It Be Worse - Kickthestickz"You know what? Fine! I'll go! AND MAYBE THIS TIME I WON'T COME BACK!" I roared, slamming the door shut. Fucking family. We'd had yet another argument that had resulted in them kicking me out. Fan-fucking-tastic. I shivered against the near arctic winds of the North and instantly regretted not getting a coat or jacket before I left. It's not like I can go back now, though. I pulled my phone out of my pocket and quickly texted Dan:Could It Be Worse - Kickthestickz2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
'Hey, can I stay round yours for a while?'
He must've had his phone on him or something because before I could return my phone to my pocket, he'd replied saying:
'Sure, family problems again?'
'You know it.' I typed, physically rolling my eyes. I slid my phone into my pocket and was about to start walking when I had one of those feelings where you think you're being watched. I scanned the area and my line of vision rested on a human shaped pile of clothing, with a pair of stunning, pale green eyes poking out under a mess of muddy b
You're Toxic I'm Slipping UnderA/N Hey guys, here's a Phanfic that I've been working on. My first one, so I'd appreciate feedback! No warnings in particular really. Just some good old fluff.You're Toxic I'm Slipping Under2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Title: You're Toxic I'm Slipping Under
Author: RoseInDeath (You may see it on ff under gracezodiac, that's me!)
Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN PHIL AND DAN, THEY ARE NOT SLAVES, NOR DID THIS HAPPEN, SINCE I WROTE THIS BEFORE PHIL IS NOT ON FIRE 4, AND NOW THEY'RE IN LONDON
It was late one Friday night. Dan was in his room going through some of Phil's old videos. Apparently there was some that he hadn't seen, so he decided to watch them. It's not as if he had anything else to do; his social life was pretty much non-existant. Phil knocked on his Dan's door before entering.
"Hey Dan, I brought you a ShakeAway!"
"Oh cheers, did you find that game?"
"Nah, I'll go look for it some other time, it's not too urgent... Hang on, why are you looking at my videos?"
Phil walked over to the computer a
When We Met. - PhanTitle: When We Met.When We Met. - Phan2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Rating: G, I guess...
Genre: Fictional. Mayhaps fluffy.
Disclaimer: I don't own the two wonderful people, Dan and Phil, and what happened in this fic is not real. But I do own Chloe and Mitty. cx If you don't like gay, married couples, go away. Kthnxbai.
It was a perfectly sunny day in Manchester, one Dan savored, one Dan convinced himself didn't come along very often. Just a few puffy clouds in the sky, nothing to keep the warmth from permeating his entire body as he bounced along the pavement towards the local Starbucks. Of course, Starbucks. What better way to spend a nice day than inside?
He heard the door tinkle behind him as he walked in, some people turning their heads to see who had come in. Maybe they were waiting for a friend. But just as quickly as they looked, they turned away. Dan walked up to the counter, ordering his usual around this time of year, the Pumpkin Spice Latte. Another tinkle could be
I Don't Like HimTitle: I Don't Like HimI Don't Like Him2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Genre: fluff? Yes, fluff. Always fluff. ._. Sorry.
Rating: uhhh 12.
Warnings: None except a really bad ending. -fails-
Disclaimer: I do not own Jack Howard or Dean Dobbs and this is fictional.
A/N: This came to me last night, so I wrote it in my notebook and decided to type it up and post it. My friends that read it today liked it, so I hope you guys will, too. :3
I don't like him.
I feel like I spend my entire life just repeating that phrase over and over..... And that can't be good for me.
Basically, my life is an endless cycle of reminding myself that I don't like Jack in that way, which, by the way, is way easier to say than it is to believe.
I mean, sure, I like Jack. He's my best friend, after all, and you need to like someone to consider them your best friend. That's not the problem I'm having.
My problem is this crush thing I've recently developed on him. Is it just an if-I-was-gay-I-guess-I'd-maybe-g
Orphanage - PhanOrphanage - Phan2 years ago in Scraps More Like This
“Boys, get into your beds and listen up!” Her shrill voice called. I rolled my eyes, but clambered into my bed anyways, knowing what would happen if I didn't. As I waited for the twelve other boys to do the same, I lifted the covers and crawled inside, quickly pulling the blankets back over myself. Mrs. Morgan let her hawk-eye gaze travel the room, settling on each boy for a second before traveling to the next. This made the one’s who weren't in their bed yet dive onto their mattresses, cuddling into their blankets faster than I had. When her eyes rested on me, I swear she glared even more, if it’s possible.
See, I guess Mrs. Morgan hates me a lot, more than any of the others. I mean, she hates us all a lot, doesn't even attempt to hide it, but I am her number one star to pick on. I can honestly say that I have no clue why. Even if I were told to guess, I wouldn't be able to. I haven’t caused much trouble, not nearly as much as some of the others. I’
Three Tables Down - PhanPhil just really liked reading. It gave him a chance to escape into an entirely different world. To Mount Olympus, Hogwarts, Vampire Mountain, anywhere but his own world was great. Except the Hunger Games. He had no intention of going in there. Phil didn't hate his life, nor was he depressed in anyway. Yes, he got sad, like every other person on the Earth does, but nothing major. And he found that slightly boring. He's not wishing for a mental disorder or abuse parents for it to not be boring, he was just tired of the normality. He just liked to pretend for an hour or two that he was a half-vampire, flitting around on Mr. Crepsley's back or something supernatural like that.Three Tables Down - Phan2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
What Phil never noticed was how he got lost in the books. He read and imagined he was the main character, picturing the scenes in his head. Always beautifully depicted by his lovely imagination. He got so lost; he never noticed he picked an admirer, who sat three tables down from him.
All it too
Kickthestickz: Sleep Well?I can feel his lips against mine forcefully, his body is strong and pressed up against mine but I can't see who it is. My eyes are locked shut and I can't seem to open them, as much as I try I can't. I feel his hands gripping my waist, holding me carefully against the wall. His tongue explores my mouth and I don't attempt to fight back, I simply let him carry on with what he wants to do. Surprisingly, I find myself enjoying this though I need to know who he is. The mystery man I'm kissing. I need to know who you are. As if my wish has been granted, he pulls away slowly, moving his hands up slightly and snaking them around to connect his hands behind my back. My eyes open slowly to be met by a familiar figure. He smiles at me lovingly, but I just stare into his eyes. A mixture of green and brown that I'd only seen in one person before. Just above those beautiful orbs is a brown fringe that falls so perfectly, a unique hairstyle that's so natural. I know who he is, but I don't pull awKickthestickz: Sleep Well?2 years ago in Romance More Like This