Letter to Dan and Phil

Dear Dan and Phil,

Thanks for being there for me. You make me smile at the saddest times, and laugh when I don’t think I can laugh anymore. You make me think about things I’ve never thought about before, and I haven’t even met you!

Instead of lying around in sadness, you guys encouraged me to go out and actually do something, do things that will make me happy. You pushed me to do my best.

I can’t believe that you guys are just two people on the Internet that somehow made me look at things in brighter and more positive way. You are more than YouTubers, you are life-givers.

Thanks again,

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Song Fics: I Will Wait By Mumford and Sons (Dan Howell Imagine)

Your POV

I’m at the train station, sadly watching Dan’s train pull away. I’m not going to see him for two weeks because he is visiting his parents and his brother. I can’t say I’m happy to see him go, and I do realize how incredibly selfish it is to not want him to go.

He offered me a train ticket, too, but I just couldn’t take it. I feel like I’m corrupting the Howell family because I’m spending more time with them than I ever did with my own family. I see the quick whispers exchanged between his dad and him because they don’t want to talk with me on Dan’s arm, I see his brother looking at him in way that says “we need a bro heart to heart.” I see his mum squeezing his shoulders because he’s home, but not really, not with me there.

Dan needs time with his family, he really does, and I can’t begin to fathom the guilt I feel from keeping him from them. Two weeks is a long time, I’m not sure if I can be without him. I vowed to myself that I wouldn’t call or text him as much as a “goodnight .x” because I want him to focus on his family. Damn me for insisting on him staying an extra week instead of one.

Dan is my sole protector. I’m petite, and I can’t fend for myself. Crowds of people in the city makes me uncomfortable, and I feel better in the suburbs. Dan is there to glare at people when they nudge me on the tube. He is there to hold me close when a crowd of people are gathering around us for pictures.

The only thing I can do is wait. I have to wait for him to come back. I want to be here. I want to be patiently waiting for him to come into my arms. I wanted to go with him, God did I want to, but I realize now that I have to wait my turn.

I will wait for you, Dan. I’ll be here.

A/n: I find this song fic not the best I’ve written. I might rewrite it once all of the song fics are written :)))

Song fics: Kiss Me by Ed Sheeran (Dan Howell Imagine)

Your POV

I can’t believe it. After a year of engagement and planning, I am finally Mrs. Dan Howell.

Everything is perfect. I am surrounded by my friends, family, and wonderful new husband, there’s soft music playing, the lighting is low, and everyone is in good spirits. It couldn’t be more perfect.

Dan was so dashing today, though he always was everyday. Just seeing him at the end of the aisle waiting for me in his handsome tux brought tears to my eyes.

We are at our reception now, and I couldn’t be happier. Dan and I have been holding hands all the wait though, not once letting go, and he often ran his fingers over my ring. Then our song came on, the one he’d sing softly into my ear, and Dan pulled me up and led me towards the dance floor.

The people already dancing went back to their seats to watch our first dance as husband and wife. It felt so magical, like it came right out of a fairytale book. We were close to each other, and I think that anyone in the room could feel the love between us, holding us together.

I reached up and wrapped my arms around his neck, and he put his arms around my waist. I rested my head on his shoulder, and suddenly everybody started to use their utensils to clink their glasses. Dan chuckled, and I smiled, and we kissed.

Kissing Dan never ceased to have sparks. It felt like that first time we kissed under the moonlight every time, and whether it was a quick peck on the lips or a make out session, it was special every time.

I think that the love between us would’ve pulled our lips together even if the guests hadn’t clinked their glasses.

A/n: I really hope I did this okay! Kiss Me by Ed Sheeran is a very lovely song, and I wanted to show the bond of love between (y/n) and Dan as powerfully as I could. :)

Song Fics: Echo By Jason Walker (Dan Howell Imagine)

Your POV

It’s been six months.

I’m that pathetic little creature that is waiting for him to come back and forgive me. Crying, waiting, crying, waiting.

I’ve gone insane since he left. Whenever I fall asleep I imagine Dan is right beside me, with his slow, steady breathing and my hand across his chest to feel his heartbeat. I hear him talking to me sometimes when when I’m alone, laughing like he used to.

I’m always alone. He is the only one I was ever truly comfortable with. Now I am only surrounded by my subconscious and my shadow. I fun myself talking aimlessly to no one, and for some reason I’m okay with it.

The most sad part is is that he moved on as quickly as I could snap my fingers. He found a new girl, and here I am, still unable to reassure myself that I am going to be alright.

Loneliness is very hard when you can only talk to your echoes, and sadness is hard to deal with without a shoulder to cry on.

I miss Dan. I hope he can hear me crying out to him in the night, and I hope I will see him sometime in forever.

A/n: That was the first song fic. Keep in mind that song fics are not as long as regular fics, because if I did a five part Fanfiction based upon one song, it would take forever to finish all the requests! I have gotten over 20 requests, and I hope I can fulfill them all! Big thanks to everyone who requested, and song fic requests are closed for now. :)

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not just followers, everyone.

same

I’m here if any of you need to talk<3

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