Just - a phanJust - angsty/fluffMore Like This
”They say nothing lasts forever; I don’t believe that, I think love lasts forever, it’s passed down in generations.
I wish that we had had a generation to pass it down to.
I wish that we still have that love. It was perfect, the love we had, it seemed like forever would come before it ended.
But you kicked me out. 24th September. Your reasoning was awful, just clichés and over-used phrases. “I just need some space.” “I don’t think this is working anymore.” I left very swiftly after. I took all my stuff, moved in with PJ, just for a bit, just whilst I found a new place to live.
Now, I’m living in Notting Hill, a small 2 bedroom flat. It’s nice, rustic, with beams and solid tile floors. I was alone for a bit, echoing round in a empty flat, then Will moved in, he was amazing, really good looking, and I got on with him really well, but he wasn’t you. He wasn’t the right one. We just
Phan: Lying Is The Most FunTitle: Lying Is The Most FunMore Like This
Author: Ellie Galaxies
Genre: smut smutty smut smut
Warnings: Sex, sex, mindless smut, sex.
Author's Note: I've never really written smut before in fics ;___; so, enjoy this, I guess. Thanks for my friend Sian for helping me when I got stuck!
"Are we doing this?" Phil whispered, wrapping his arms around Dan's neck, "Are we actually doing this?"
Dan nodded and slipped off his own boxers so that the two were naked, "I guess so." He paused for a few seconds just looking down at the naked boy laying on his bed, "This doesn't mean anything, okay?" He said sternly, "I'm just horny and lonely and you were in my room."
Phil nodded, "Okay." He said, his voice almost a whisper. He couldn't quite remember how it had got to this. Just a few minutes ago, he was laying on Dan's bed talking to him about his day while Dan was on tumblr, listening to Panic! At The Disco and now they were... well... they were do
Save A Place For Me - PhanTitle: Save A Place For MeMore Like This
Pairing: Phan (AmazingPhil/danisnotonfire)
Genre: Sadness, just freaking sadness (sorry, not sorry)
Author's Note: In the description
Don’t be mad if I cry
It just hurts so bad sometimes
I remember that day like it was yesterday. I woke up to my favorite thing in the world. Your face. Your black hair mussed over your closed eyes. Your lips slightly puckered. You were so cute while you were sleeping, little snores escaping your nose. I didn’t want to wake you, so I gently untangled myself from you and slipped into the kitchen to make some toast. I prepared six slices, set three on a plate in the microwave for you, and sat on the couch with my toast and laptop in hand. I immediately became immersed in Tumblr.
A few hours later, around one in the afternoon, I reemerged from my internet-induced trance. I remember finding it odd that you hadn’t woken up yet. I went