amandaisnotokay

Death. Every single one of us on planet earth is going to die. Some people are scared by the simple fact, but not me. I find it comforting. Everything is so random; there are no rules in the game that is life. Except maybe one; at the end you die. You are not forced to get married, you are not forced to get a job. But you are forced to die. Isn’t that wonderful though? It is the only thing in life you can be certain about. We do not know if the sun is going to rise tomorrow, and we do not know what the future holds. But you do know that someday, some way you are going to die. Why does that scare you? Are you afraid of time running

*waves meekly* hi. So I know I've been a bit shit recently, but thats going to change. I'm going to start posting more not so fic-y things because I really want to give this whole writing thing ago. I'm starting my next semester on monday so it will be like the new start sort of thing, with writing a more central role. So anyways, heres something I did fior English class. We were supposed to write something to explain our relationship before attending my environmentally based school, and then after. This sort of happened, and i'm quite proud of it. Writing is the only way I'm able to really get my point across so yeah. Enjoy. “What was

Pairing: Phan + extras Warnings: Swearing Genre: Fluff Based of off: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l6svfDWzd-4 I said oh my, what a marvellous tune It was the best night, never would forget how we moved Dan and I walked through the doors of a giant hotel on the coast of sunny Florida. It was playlist live time, apparently the perfect time to have a wedding. Our friends Carrie and Alex had been dating for two years now, and decided it was time to get married. So they planned the whole thing to have two weddings, one more party one for the fans and one real wedding. It was perfect because they had youtuber friends from all over the globe

Seems the only one who doesn't see your beauty As the face in the mirror looking back at you And no one knows, that you cry, but you don't tell anyone That you might not be the golden one And you're tied together with a smile But you're coming undone I stand in front of the mirror checking my hair before I walk out of the flat, down the stairs and into the freezing cold streets of London. My reflection is there, staring right back at me. The ugliness of it is nothing new, but it still startles me at just how horrible one can look.  I bite my lip in an attempt to hold back the tears; I didn't have time for one of my meltdowns. I had plac

P R O M I S E POV: Daniel James Howell Genre: Angsty angst angst angst Pairing: Phan Warnings: swearing and a mention of sex ahaha oh god A/N: In the description "Dan..." Phil started, tears silently streaming down his cheeks. His eyes filled with pure hurt, betrayal but mostly confusion.  I was expecting anger, but I should have known better. This is Phil, no matter how mean I am; no matter how bad I do he is never angry. Just disappointed. "Dan, why?" he questioned, voice hoarse from all the tears. He slowly made his way to go sit beside on his colourful sheets beside me, a good foot separating our usually clingy beings. I said noth

Phil had just been out in the rain, his hair and coat drenched completely. He had ducked into the shop, for the main reason he had come into the northern downpour-maltesers.  Angrily he made his way around the small shop, in search for the chocolatey treat that would soothe his craving. Finally he found the stash and stuck his hand out to grab a handful of bags, for future feelings. But his hand collided with something soft and warm, making him quickly retract his outstretched hand. "Oh... sorry."  A voice some would categorize as posh said quietly. The raven haired boy looked up, to be met by a tall male with tan skin and dark warm eyes th

Title: Ready to Come Back Pairing:  Dan/Phil/Phan Warnings: Triggering maybe idk no mention of cutting or suicide, just depression(sort of) POV: Daniel Disclaimer: I wish I owned Dan and Phil but I don't 3:07 3:08 3:10 Jesus Christ, could time be going any slower? I couldn't sleep. But then again, when can I ever? I haven't gotten a good night's sleep in over a month. I can't sleep. I can't sleep because I'm stuck. I haven't uploaded in over a month. Phil had to write a short tumblr post, explaining to the viewers that I was alive and just taking a "mental leave" and to not ask any questions. It wasn't their fault though, and I hated

Name: Spider Pairing: Phan obvi POV: Philip Warnings: nakedness? Genre: Fluff Authors Notes: In the description "WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT" I hear Dan shout from the other room. I thought he was in the shower? Suddenly a completely naked Daniel  Howell comes running into my room and jumps on the bed beside me, trembling slightly. "Dan what the fuck." I say staring straight forward in an attempt to avoid looking at my naked best friend sat beside me. "There. Is. A. Fucking. Spider. In. The. Shower." He says through gritted teeth. "This is about a spider? Really Dan? I thought you had found a bloody dead body not a spider!" I say laughing

Phan - The Moment I Knew Genre - Sadness (oops) Rating/age - any age. Warnings - A bit of swearing at the end. Disclaimer - I don't own Dan/Phil. POV- Danyul "Where is he?" I thought for the thousandth time that night. He said he'd be here.  I can imagine it now; you would burst through the door, quickly abandoning your coat and rush over to me. You'd kiss my forehead and mummer an apology for being so late. I would have forgiven you in a heartbeat; we would have danced all night, for once not being judged since it was only our friends and family. I would have been so happy. It was Christmas time; I was glancing around at the decorati

 Cuddling was Dan and I's favourite thing to do when we could have break from our now even more busy lives. With Radio 1, and the ever so crazy phandom we've been getting stressed a bit more often than normal so these cuddle breaks were becoming a semi regular thing. This time we had just woken up, after hours of love making the previous night. With the sunlight pouring in through the open window, I was sat leaning up against the long headboard with Dan on my lap his legs on either side of me. My favourite thing about cuddle time with Danny was we always listened to entire albums while we snuggled. Today we were listening to Red by Taylor Sw