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Everything's fine
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honestlyimnotsure · 6 years
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How old’s the boy?
A picture of Danny fire and philly L the other week @danielhowell @amazingphil
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bie-lovers · 6 years
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looking at phil
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chocolvte · 7 years
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“Seriously? Out of all the things you could’ve chosen to make, you chose meringues? That’s, like, hard as hell.”
“Ok, you know what, Y/N, no asked you, so just shut up and eat your marshmallows,” Dan responded, taking a break from whisking to throw one of the purple oven gloves at your head. It hit the rabbit taped to the cabinet behind you in the face before flopping onto the counter next to you.
“I’m just saying, you’re going to fuck them up. Also, you almost killed Flop.”
You were sat on the kitchen counter behind the camera, eating marshmallows out of the bag and, as per usual, judging the fuck out of their video.
“If you’re going to be negative, you can leave.”
“Nah.”
“Guys, don’t fight,” Phil protested, leaning over to steal one of your marshmallows before rejoining Dan in front of the camera. “Tell me you’re almost done.”
“Does this look like meringue?”
“Ughhh, why does this take five hundred years?” Phil complained, putting his hands in the oven gloves and poking you with one.
“I told you you shouldn’t have done meringues.” You replied, wiggling away from the gloves, letting Phil steal another marshmallow.
“Y/N, shut up.”
“STOP ABUSING FLOP!”
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isyoursummer · 7 years
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Sparkles
(read on ao3 here)
These kinds of events are the few occurrences humanity seems to have hope, Dan thinks, shifting his camera on his shoulder. It's funny how happiness is in the air almost like it's a tangible thing; rainbow glitter is continuously sprinkled from somewhere and it catches in his eyelashes, people nearby him cheering and twirling around like a dog under soft snow. Their sheer gowns catch in the light and for a moment resembles fabric made out of sunlight; Dan is quick to capture that in his camera, flashing a grin at the owner of the gown afterwards.
If this is what chaos looks like, he might as well live in chaos forever. The street front of him is brightly lit up with artificial colors and neon signs, people dancing half-naked in top of huge buses which windows has also been splattered with various colors of paint. He's always been waist-deep in this community and this might be his favorite part of it; the overflowing love and positivity, as cheesy as it sounds. A bright splatter of vivid color in monochrome society.
He tries to capture the screaming colors enough that the frozen remains have half of the life of the actual thing.
"Alright, raise your hand if you're gay!" an enhanced voice sounds from somewhere. Dan holds his camera arm up to try to find the source of the sound. "That's right, hands up!"
Thousands of hands shoot up to the air, some intertwined with an another hand, some with multi-colored bracelets jingling from them, and a pair of two male hands nearby him holding a giggling baby up high in the air, the baby laughing and punching the air with its small fist. It's a much too beautiful sight to lose forever. Dan snaps the button.
"I see a lot of hands!" the voice continues, brightly. "For those of you who didn't raise your hand- sorry, but you'll have to miss some of the fun!"
The crowd laughs. Dan chuckles along and finally focuses his camera on the source of the voice- he's a young man, dressed in a red top and blue jeans and with his cheek streaked with rainbow, a flag tied around his shoulders. He's currently at the top of a truck with a megaphone in his hand and he's positively glowing, full to the brim of laughter and sunlight and god knows what more. He's radiant. He's perfect.
Dan rises his camera a bit more to properly zoom into the face of the man and sees a laughing face, his smile young and happy with the light illuminating his facial features. Dan clicks the camera button once, twice, three times and feels himself grinning along slightly- the joy is simply contagious.
Then the man looks down to meet Dan's camera. He looks a bit bewildered at first, but soon breaks into a easy grin; he has really striking eyes, Dan notes, a mesmirizing blue that shines brightly of color. He removes the camera from the front of his face and waves his hands, mouthing Go on, please. He seems to get the message and turns back to the crowd with the megaphone ready on his mouth.
"Nice sign you have there, miss!" he shouts. "If you're under 18, cover your ears. @hot guys: sorry, i eat pussy. Jesus, that's literally something you'd write in your tombstone, am I right?"
The brunet continues to play with the crowd, his witty sense of humor shining as bright as himself and Dan finds himself smiling widely as he attempts to capture the essence of the moment with his camera. He's everything that Dan was looking for in perhaps more than one way. The man is simply endearing, all stupidly large smiles and bright eyes and the wind blowing through his black hair, ruffling it and managing to make him look even more wild then before.
He hopes his pictures would do him justice.
Not too long after, the man gives a crooked salute to the crowd (resulting in more cheering) and clambers off the truck, a bit clumsily considering his height. He seems to melt into the sea of people after landing and Dan doesn't want to lose him, not at all and he looks around, considering going after the spot where he landed when he feels a tap on his shoulder.
Dan wheels around to see the megaphone man himself, wearing a crooked smile and looking a tad awkward. Dan takes in a breath.
"Hi," he says breathlessly. He's properly breathtaking now that they're so close; the smeared paint failing to hide his chiseled cheekbones and his fringe, falling to his face and highlighting his eyes, clear blue and so, so pretty. "You've been taking pictures of me?"
"Yeah." Dan says, shifting in his feet. "Was that okay with you? I can delete them if you want."
"No, it's fine." he says, shrugging. "Is my face gonna end up in the morning newspaper?"
"Probably." Dan grins. "I work for The Huffington Post, actually. I'm Dan."
"Phil." they shake hands, the warm touch of Phil's fingers soft against his skin.
"I'm glad that I got to be your model." Phil says. "Did you get decent shots?"
Not just decent, Dan thinks to himself, they were perfect, beautiful as fuck. "I did." he says. "You were actually exactly what I needed. Really gay, colorful, overwhelming presence, visually pleasing." he pauses. "Sorry, did that sound objectifying?"
"No! Not at all." maybe Dan's just imagining but maybe Phil's blushing under those colors on his face, just maybe. "Happy to be in service."
The people around them break into a song, something he thinks Lady Gaga sang at the Superbowl, the weird echoes of thousand of people chanting ringing across his body. He looks at Phil. Phil's smiling at him, his features soft and bright.
"Can I do something?" he suddenly says. "It wouldn't take long."
"Yes?" Dan responds.
Phil takes his phone out and snaps a picture of him. Dan blinks.
"You've been taking pictures of others all day." he says, a cheeky grin on his face, "You deserve one, too. To be preserved in a photo."
He proceeds to reach through Dan's hair to pick out a stray piece of confetti that got randomly stuck there, him being almost as tall as Dan so he stands firmly on his feet instead of tiptoes. The soft brush of Phil's fingertips against his scalp gives Dan warm tingles all over his body.
"Picture perfect, now." Phil says, softly yet somehow heard above the music. Dan blushes.
"Are you gonna keep that?" he asks. "It's okay with me."
Phil nods. "I'll text the picture to you, if you want."
"But you don't have my nu- " and oh. "Jesus, that was smooth." he laughs, pulling out his own phone from his pocket.
Phil grins and punches his number in Dan's phone, informing him to "text me right away, I'm saving your number." Dan obliges and his heart has gone way too stupidly big for his liking.
Phil texts him the picture he's taken when Dan's at the bus on his way home, complete with a rainbow emoji and a winky face one with the caption sometimes you have to stand in front of the camera, and a seprate text that reads because you're too pretty to let go easily.  It makes Dan ferociously blush and giggle like the way he hasn't in a long time and God, how long has it been since he last flirted with someone so easily. He types back  you're not really in a place to tell others that they're pretty and presses his face against the window, the relatively cool slab of glass cooling his burning cheeks but not enough to stop the smile that's blooming in his face.
-we should meet again, sometime :)  
Dan feels ridiculously giddy. It's stupid, but definitely worth it.
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naureenx-blog · 7 years
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Dat sexy nose howell
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dansrippedjeanskms · 7 years
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I'm crying
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okwardkendra-blog · 7 years
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I know I look weird but I through I would post this for my first post here is me being myself and weird phangirl
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liyahyeet · 7 years
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You're like a walking funeral
Amazingphil to danisnotonefire Dan wasn't even phased
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northeastartist · 7 years
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Danisnotonefire has more chins then I do friends
Danisnotonefire? Sorry, I am a bit of a grammar po-po because my OCD destroys me every time, pardon moi~
But he must have no chins because you have a friend- moi~
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septiceyespeed · 7 years
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Danisnotonefire has more chins then I do friends
Okay XDAnonymously tell me a secret~
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bie-lovers · 6 years
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i want phil to make me a cup of festive spice tea too
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phan3edits-blog · 7 years
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Same dan same #DanisnotoneFire #Funny
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aliensaresupergay · 7 years
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i was tagged by @painwentz (thankkk) Rules: tag 20 of your followers you want to know better Name: jenniah Nickname: spark, jen Gender: female Star sign: capricorn Height: um 5'5? Sexual orientation: demi-bisexual? idk tbfh Hogwarts house: um idk the quiz was like gryffindoor but i think hufflepuff?? Favorite colour: sky blue n dark blue so it makes a nice blue Favourite animal: cat Average hours of sleep: 6? Time right now: 9:05pm Cat or dog: cat Favourite fictional character: uh.....jayfeather from warrior cats? Number of blankets I sleep with: 8 Favourite bands/singers: green day, neck deep, all time low, fall out boy, the 1975 Dream trip: canada or france (and a roadtrip) Dream job: astronomer / astro physicist When was this blog created: um june 2015? When did your account peak: idk What made you decide to make a tumblr: i dont remember?? danisnotonefire talked abt it all the time and i was a dnp stan and lots of people online talked abt how cool tumblr is for your interests so i joined Why did you pick your URL: i use snowsparkthekat for all my usernames bc long story, but its my brand™ and just, yeah i cant think of other usernames and sstk is m e i'm not tagging 20 people sorry,,,
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