Peonies + PoetryNiki sat under the cherry tree in her cottage garden on a large teak rocking chair. She was absorbed into another world by the tatty pages of poetry she rifled through. They were well worn and finger-smudged, but she had refused to let her husband replace them because they were, as she put it, well loved.Peonies + Poetry1 year ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
She absent-mindedly reached for her glass of wine, lifting it but letting her hand freeze mid air as her mind was swept away in another laden sentence. Eventually the gentle weight of the glass reminded her, a jovial chiding that it had been forgotten. She lifted it to her nose and inhaled slowly out of habit, but the air was thick with the heavy scent of roses and the faint trace of the poppy-red petunias that she had planted in Spring.
She was in her own little world and the glass only touched her lips briefly when she finished a poem before she realised she needed both hands to turn the page and the glass was abandoned again.
The sound of the paper crinkling was almost invisible, b
little miraclelittle miracle2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
that didn't know
flesh and bones
those who didn't
did also know
trying to reap,
trying to sow
the miracle is that
she doesn't know
they see her now,
their smiles aglow
a sparkling rose
through the snow
with a red nose
beneath your toes
tied with ribbons,
ribbons and bows
she's in their hearts
when hands have froze
mercy and grace
is what she tows
shouts the crow
that doesn't know
A letter to my watchersSmiling through your pain,A letter to my watchers9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Till the wounds stop bleeding.
Running through your clouds
Once the sky stops raining.
Never saying never,
Going faster, stronger, better
Even when the
Raindrops seem to fall down forever.
Till the birds start to sing, and
Happiness overwhelms you,
And a smile takes over your face
Now and eternally.
Surviving through the pain,
Until the wounds stopped bleeding.
It never seemed it would end,
Crying, screaming, dying...
Indeed it did, it
Even when the raindrops would never end.
Phan: The Hunger Games - EpilogueTitle: Phan: The Hunger GamesPhan: The Hunger Games - Epilogue3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Rating: Suitable for all ages :3
Warnings: SOME THG SPOILERS.
Author's Note: Thanks to everyone who has read the series from start to finish love you all<333 This fic is inspired by The Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins.
The years passed and things stayed the same in District 12. Every year, two innocent teenagers would be sent to fight for their lives in The Games and every year, Dan and I were sent to be their mentors.
There wasn't another victor from 12. We watched the tributes die.
We got married though, Dan and I. It was a small ceremony. Dan's family travelled from District 1 to see us. Chris and Ellie's familes travelled to see us too, we paid for their travel, of course. And Corah's mum. She watched us get married too. And so did Katniss, Peeta and Prim. Not Haymitch though, I think he still felt a bit weird about the whole thing. I took Dan's name and bec
I'm Tired Now: Phil's Memoir (Phan)Youtube’s final video was posted on the 31st December, 2014. I posted my final video then too. People had no want for youtube anymore, so it wasn’t worth google’s money to keep it up and running. From hundreds of thousands of views per video it, gradually, all fell down. I was left with only a few, loyal Philions. We held on for a long time, Youtube. In the golden days, we thought our website would never go down, but each website has their time. Of the modern websites, MySpace went first. I guess that should have been a warning of what was to come. Then Facebook, Twitter, Tumblr (although many think that was due to government intervention) and then, finally, Youtube. People don’t have computers anymore, unless you collect antiques or were obsessed with sites until the very end.I'm Tired Now: Phil's Memoir (Phan)2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You can still see some of your favourite youtubers, of course. Not all of them faded into oblivion. Charlie is still the most famous of my old friendship group. He’s deemed the
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
A Winter's Tale"Phil... we need to talk"A Winter's Tale2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He said those words, the words I'd always dreaded to hear, but the words I always knew would come eventually. Our relationship had been perfect, absolutely wonderful. So I knew it couldn't last. But why did this have to happen at Christmas? Christmas has always been our holiday. Our favourite time of the year to spend together. I asked him out at Christmas time, we have so many lovely memories from Christmas time. But now Christmas will be ruined for me forever.
"I like... I like someone else. I've been hoping that this feeling would pass for a while now, but I can't do this anymore... I'm leaving"
The door is still open from when he left, and the snow is blowing in. I've left it too late, I can't follow him. I don't know if I have the guts to follow him. I guess I'm weak. I'm weak without him. I'm nothing without him! Nothing. And he found someone else, someone better than me. So he's gone now. He's gone forever.
"I'd hope we co
Merthur/Phan Crossover.“Meeeeeeeeeerlin?” I cried, jumping into the living room of our new London apartment.Merthur/Phan Crossover.2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Aaaaaarthuuuuur?” he replied, with a cheeky grin.
“Stop mocking me!”
“Stop mocking me!”
We burst out laughing, and merlin literally rofls – that is rolls on the floor laughing. We can never get anything done; we just mess on the entire time! We’re as close as two people can get without being related, or without dating. We’re just best friends, which is nice! We have so many inside jokes, so really it’s a wonder that we ever manage anything without laughing.
When we finally calm down, several minutes later, my stomach hurts from laughing so hard and I have tears in my eyes. Merlin struggles to his feet and winks at me, threatening to send me off laughing again! But I manage to compose myself, and finally ask the question that I wanted to ask in the first place.
“Merlin. Is ‘Phil’ on tonight?”
Without You - PhanWithout You - Phan2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Arguing, it was the worst. Especially with a loved one. Dan hated fighting with Phil and Phil hated fighting with Dan. They couldn't even remember why they started fighting but it brought up stuff from their past.
“Well maybe if you would pay attention more,” Phil muttered looking down,
“Pay Attention more? I am paying attention to you now” Dan spat back, they were sitting on opposite sides of the couch arguing.
“Yeah, maybe now because you feel like you have to” Phil said quietly, he didn't want to admit it but that’s how he felt, he felt like Dan; his boyfriend of a year, didn't want to spend time with him anymore.
“I don't feel as if I have to I do have to” Dan muttered, Phil's head snapped up
“What? You don't have to do anything” Phil yelled, he wasn't depended on Dan, sure it was nice to be loved but it wasn't like he needed Dan 24 7.
“Well it feels like it” Dan yelled back, a few tears threatened to spi
He Saved Me-Phan"Cj! Get down here now or no food for you!" Phil yelled up the stairs at his sister. Phil waited at the bottom of the stairs for her and watched as she rolled her eyes at him when she laid eyes on him.He Saved Me-Phan2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Coming! Hey, where's my bacon?"
"I ate it all. If you wanted some you should have been faster." Phil gave her a wicked half smile.
"Whatever, dad will give me some just watch."
"Quit being such a daddy's girl. You're making me sick!" Phil hated that Cj constantly brought their dad every conversation they had. It was probably a good thing that she was going to a friend's house for a couple days.
"Dad! I'm going to Rosalinda's!"
"OK!" their dad shout back at her.
Great, Phil thought, he's drunk again. Phil went to his room and locked the door. He didn't want to be anywhere near him when he lost control. He knew what could happen. Unfortunately, he ended up being his father's punching bag. That was the
Forever ~ PhanTitle: ForeverForever ~ Phan2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Pairing: Phan (AmazingPhil/danisnotonfire)
Warnings: I don't want to spoil it D:
Author's Notes: This song http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oxHnRfhDmrk
He'd always been an artist. Or, at least he had been as far as I was aware. And a good one at that. In the six years I knew him, I never managed to fully understand what went on inside his head; I don't think he really understood himself. Poor kid. He was lost, constantly in a degree of pain too vast for my inferior mind to fathom. Yet, he managed to take his suffering and expel it through the end of a paintbrush to create such unbridled beauty. How he did it, I'll never know; but I think many people would call it a miracle. A miracle born of pain and sadness but still so breathtakingly beautiful.
Over those six years, he painted a large variety of things. Sometimes, he would paint visual things such as landscapes and particularly tona
Phan - The First Kiss - part:1Phan - The First Kiss - part:12 years ago in Emotional More Like This
'He placed a soft kiss upon my lips, for a moment I didn't know how to respond, I'd been in love with him since I first met him, but I never imagined that he felt the same way about me. My heart pounded heavy in my chest, when he pulled away from me and looked me in the eyes. He was so beautiful, when he looked at me like this. I gave him a smile and placed a hungry kiss upon his soft lips, before pulling away again. I placed my forehead against his and whispered those three words "I love you". He smiled and whispered "me too" before he placed another kiss upon my lips.'
I didn't bother reading my fanfic through, so I just posted it. I'd been writing these stories for a long time now, but I'd always been hiding behind a fake account I made some years ago, everybody was convinced that I was a girl living in the north. But that was a lie, I wrote Phan about my best friend and myself, and even though I knew that it was wrong in many ways, I just couldn't help myself. I kept wis
The Carer [Phan] (Part 1)I’m awoken by the sound of Rosa crying, just like every other night for the past 2 weeks. When will she get passed this phase? I roll out of bed, and glance at the clock. 4am. Well, at least I should be able to get some sleep once I’ve got her sorted out. It’s the worst when she’s like this at 5 because I can never get back to sleep, and if I do I have to be up by 6! Those days are the worst, when I lose an hour of sleep. I live on the bare minimum of sleep as it is, without losing some.The Carer [Phan] (Part 1)2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I pad across the room and over to her crib, scooping her up and into my arms. She’s so small, even by baby standards. Premature, and really it’s a wonder she’s alive at all. But she’s so precious. So, so, so precious. She has these huge emerald green eyes which sparkle in the moonlight, and she has wisps of brown hair just starting to grow in. I can tell she’s going to be a beautiful child, and grow up to be a beautiful woman. At least on the outsid
Dreams [Phan]"Phil. Phil." You have to wake up. Please. This isn't funny anymore, ok? Just open your eyes and give me that cheeky wink that I pretend to hate but actually adore. Wriggle your nose at me and call me a drama queen, like you always do when you pretend to die. Please.Dreams [Phan]2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I shake your body, and you don't respond with your usual squeal. Your eyes are still closed, and I look closer and see your body is at an unusual angle. That's not good. I try kissing your forehead. No response.
I'm sobbing now. We'd played dead lots, but this is for real and I don't know what to do, how to react. I shakily get out my phone and dial the ambulance.
They pronounce you dead at the scene.
I awake with a start, and I let out a gasp of relief. It was a dream, only a dream. But I still feel the need to check he's okay. I pull back my covers and grab a hoodie and some trackies. It would be odd going into his room in just my boxers.
I plod down the corridor and knock on his door. I don't wait for a respon
I Promise - Phan (Part 2)Ship: PhanI Promise - Phan (Part 2)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Genre: Romance, fluff, fanfiction
"Happy birthday Phil." I muttered out as I placed the flowers I bought on his grave. Dandellions, they were his favorite. You can only imagine why. I stared at the marble stone infront of me... it's been there for three years.
"Here lies Phillip Lester, AmazingPhil, the guy with the hair from YouTube. 1987-2010"
I smiled lightly at the writing, I picked it myself. Phil would've liked that if he was able to see it. I blankly looked around the old graveyard, no one was here. I don't blame them. It was foggy today, rain drizzled down lightly but it wasn't too cold.
I jumped as I turned my gaze at the old oak tree by the end of the graveyard. Phil would've laughed at me if he saw me now. I could just see him smile with his sideways grin, and laugh while pointing out his tounge a little. I felt hot tears trace down my face gently, I missed him so much.
"God Phil, I wish you were here for your 26th birthday. We would'v
I Need YouI Need You2 years ago in Romance More Like This
I'm staring at the flickering candle-light on the wall. I have been for an uncountable measure of time. The television turned itself off long ago. My coffee is cold. My legs are numb. My eyes are straining in the dim light. But I don't move.
I don't move from this uncomfortable position, because your head is in my lap. We had been watching some film, then it finished. We didn't change the channel, we didn't move, we didn't speak. Sometime during the silence, you fell asleep. Then, some time later, you leaned your unconscious body over to me. Your head feel onto my knee, your arm lying parallel to my leg. Long ago, did I place my hand upon your chestnut brown locks. Silkiness can't even compare. I weave my fingers through it. Your breathing is even, the smooth flow of oxygen calming me. Your chest rises and falls against the sofa, nudging my leg slightly.
I have been sat here, my hair buried in your soft hair for an uncountable measure of time, thinking about how it went wrong. How our
Christmas Surprise - PhanPhil sighed, flipping through the letters in the mail. Cards from his neighbours, friends and some distant relatives. Nothing from Dan. He dug his knuckles into his eyes, trying hard not to cry. He shouldn't be crying, it was nearly Christmas after all. Christmas Eve actually. It's just… he hadn't heard from Dan in such a long time and he was worrying. He knew that Dan being in the army and being away all the time meant that his letters would take a long time to come- heck his birthday card hadn't come until mid-March, but he couldn't help but worry. He missed Dan so much it hurt. They'd only been together for three weeks before Dan left; they only just had time to tell their families they were together before he went away. Phil walked over to the sofa and wrapped his arms around his knees, hugging them close to his chest, trying to keep himself together. He'd been doing that a lot lately. Trying to keep himself together. He sat for a few minutes, just trying to gather his thoughts, beChristmas Surprise - Phan2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Together ForeverTogether Forever2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"We're gonna burn bright together, Dan. Together, forever."
I remember you saying that, just seconds after I'd accepted your proposal. You had made me dinner and decorated our entire apartment with fairy lights. It was a magical evening, and the best night of my life.
You had made sure I'd had a wonderful day leading up to it. I'd been to Chris and PJ's house and filmed a video. I remember wishing you were there, because filming with you was always fun. Everything was fun with you around.
When I was finally allowed home, I ran up the stairs to our flat. The surprise you had been preparing had kept me in suspense for hours, and I was so anxious to know what it was.
Me being me, had lost my keys, so I had to knock. You had welcomed me home with a kiss, and then held my hand while I was walked through to the living/dining room. The entire apartment was swathed in a soft light, emanating from the draped fairy lights over the furniture and doorframes.
When I saw the table, tears sprung to m
Necklace of black and blue (neribedtime)He lives so far away now, my Alex. Chameleon Circuit got a big break, and off he went to the USA. They tour now, and he finally got the record deal he desired. I’m happy for him, of course, but I do miss him a lot. He’s a big shot, and I’m just a small nobody in comparison. But I could deal with that, if only we were in the same country, same continent even. But instead we’re stuck on opposite ends of the globe.Necklace of black and blue (neribedtime)2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I write to him all of the time: emails, letters, imessages the works. But he rarely has time to reply, which I understand. I still send them, though, because one day Alex might have time to respond to more than one every 2 months. It keeps me sane. He’s still my best friend, despite him being so so far away. I still care about him, and I’m sure he cares about me too. You can’t just forget the kind of friendship we had. We were biffles, we were BFFs, we were the best of friends.
I mean, I shouldn’t technically need him now. I have
Hurt [Phan]It’s been a long time since I last saw Phil, several weeks. So it’s no wonder I’m sitting here now, and have been for the last couple of hours. I just need to make sense of the thoughts in my head. I sit with my photo album in my hands, wearing his winter coat. Its cold, but I’ve lost all the capacity to feel anything. I put on a smile for the fans, I even managed to get a starring role on BBC 1, prime time Saturday. Everything is going well, but inside I’m a mess.Hurt [Phan]2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Are you proud of me Philly?” I whisper. If he’s looking down on me, is he feeling proud of my achievements? I don’t think he would be, if I’m honest with you. After what I did to him, I don’t think he could ever love me again. I can’t love me, how could he? It was my fault that this happened, and I must live with the consequences for the rest of my life. And it will kill me, but I owe it to him to keep going. I must keep going.
We broke up, and I moved
Phan: The Super Amazing ProjectIt was pretty much pitch black in the bathroom, apart from the light coming from mine and Phil's phones. We'd just finished filming the "Viewer Spooky Happenings" and I'd just climbed out of the shower. For some reason I thought it would be a good idea to stand in there for the filming.Phan: The Super Amazing Project3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Hey Phil? I can do something really cool with the lights. Get in the shower a sec."
He did as he was told, climbing into the shower and standing behind the glass screen. He had always been so gullible.
"Come over here." I tapped the glass and pointed to where I wanted him to stand. Again, he did as he was told. I could see him smiling when his phone light shone onto his face, clearly excited about what crazy plan I had in mind. "Now push it against the glass." I grabbed his arm and made him hold the phone's light against the glass. He looked at me as he held the phone in position. The light was no longer on his face but I could make out his smile in the darkness. "Now I'll get my phone." I reached to p
The Raven (Phan)Title: The RavenThe Raven (Phan)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Author: Lureny (:
Genre: Fluffy in the beginning, sad at the end, sooo SadFluff? IDK
Warinng: M/M kissing d:
A/N: Features DanxPhil=boyxboy, so if you don't like it, click the 'x' at the top left/right corner of your screen, please! THANK YOU, DFTBA! I hope you like it.
The raven sat, perched at the top of the building. He looked out at the gray morning sky and spread his wings wide, although not yet ready to take flight again. The cool fall air ruffled his feathers a bit, and he opened his beak wide, and stood on one foot for a moment, and he looked nearly ready to take flight, although, still, he wasn't ready just yet.
The raven rather liked England. It was nice here, although a bit too cold for his taste, but no matter. He was, at least, free here, and was able to fly as much as he pleased, without anyone stopping him.
The bird looked down, seeing the busy city streets and the brigh
MIA ~ PhanTitle: MIAMIA ~ Phan2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Pairing: Phan (AmazingPhil/danisnotonfire)
Warnings: Mentions of Suicide
Author's Notes: I am so sorry.
I feel my cheeks flushing red. He knows I hate to be called 'baby - it's such a cringey pet name. He does it just to annoy me. I shake my head and laugh, saying, "You're lucky you're so far away or I'd have slapped you senseless."
He chuckles. "No, you wouldn't have. You're as harmless and adorable as a little butterfly."
"I'm not." I say, pouting which seems to be only proving his point. "I'm manly as hell."
He grins and shakes his head fondly like I'd done a few seconds before. "Of course you are, Phil. Of course you are."
We talk for a while longer. I tell him about what I've been up to which, if I'm honest, isn't much. I've been going though a rough patch, missing him more than I should be. It's only because Skype is so handy that I'm able to see him at all. He's so far away
Daydream Boy (Phan)I walk through the streets, wishing I’d remembered my ipod to make the journey slightly more enjoyable. I’m not going anywhere in particular, just wandering the streets so I’m not at home. Home stifles me, stifles my creativity, so usually I take to the park or to the streets. I let my feet choose where I go, navigating the chewing gum splattered pavements by themselves. The wind whistles past me, singing a tune as it flies around the housing estate. I smile, singing along quietly in my head. It’s my favourite little tune, the ones of nature. I’ve never liked modern pop music, it sounds ridiculous to me. Some bands I do like, like muse, but they still don’t compare to the natural sounds.Daydream Boy (Phan)2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
People pass me, but they take no notice. Nobody notices me. Even in school, I’m just a part of the background, too insignificant to be bullied, too insignificant to be friends with. Not even the teachers talk to me, not that I would reply if they did. I sit on