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when will dan and phil make a full length youtube video with thomas sanders
i honestly dont even know what to caption this one
THIS IS SO GOOD BUT IM CRYING
Sad headcanon: les doesn’t survive to adulthood
um this is rude how dare you (here have another fic no one asked for) ((I did minimal research and didn’t want to put Les in a sanitarium soooooo))
Les is sick. Davey doesn’t like to talk about it.
Jack remembers the day they found out. It was cold outside. Not quite winter. Les had a cold. That’s what Davey said.
Les had a cold. He had been sneezing and sniffling all day. Jack told Davey not to worry.
They were walking through Central Park, taking in the beauty of the falling leaves.
Les coughed. The first of many. He doubled over. His small frame shook. Davey grabbed him by the shoulders, held him until he stopped.
There was blood on Les’ lips, blood on the leaves by his feet.
Davey hugged Les a little tighter, looked at Jack.
Jack couldn’t think of anything to say.
There was a newsie a few years before. Her name was Rose. They called her that because of the bright red color of her lips. They were always so red.
She coughed a lot, too.
Les is sick. Much sicker than a simple cold. He doesn’t come out to sell as often these days.
Davey tries to sell enough for both of them. It’s hard. Jack keeps less and less of his share of the money.
Les needs a doctor, Davey says. They can’t afford a doctor.
Weeks pass. Les doesn’t come out at all anymore. Jack knows the way to the Jacobs’ house like the back of his hand. He sits beside Les’ bed with Davey.
Davey says that his mother cries so often these days.
Les is sick. He has a fever more often than not. The coughing is worse, so much worse. But Les still smiles. He asks Jack every day about the others. They miss Les.
A month passes. Les is paler now. Thinner. Jack brings him sweets sometimes from the corner store, but he rarely eats them. Davey tells him stories, and Jack draws him pictures.
Les still smiles, but it’s forced. He’s tired.
Davey doesn’t smile at all anymore.
Another month. There is snow on the ground. There is no heat in the apartment. Jack brings another blanket from the lodging house. It’s a quilt covered in patchwork squares. Buttons made it for Les. It doesn’t do much for his violent shivering.
Les is sick. He’s so thin, Jack can count every single one of his ribs. He coughs all the time, and Davey wipes the blood from his lips with a stained handkerchief. Les sleeps a lot. Last time Jack visited, he didn’t wake up.
Davey’s parents are by Les’ side almost constantly. Sarah is not; Davey mentions to Jack that she hasn’t stopped crying in days.
It happens a few days later. Jack brings a piece of candy for Les, hoping against hope that maybe he’ll want it. Davey meets him at the door. His face is red, his eyes puffy.
Jack realizes that this is the first time he has seen Davey cry since Les got sick. All he can do is pull Davey into a hug. They stand like that for ages.
Jack tells the others. For once in its existence, the lodging house is silent.
A week passes. Davey comes to the circulation gate one morning. He’s there to sell papers. He doesn’t smile.
Every day, Jack looks for Les in the crowd of newsies. He longs to see his smile.
He never finds him.
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when will dan and phil make a full length youtube video with thomas sanders
THIS IS SO G*DDAMN FLUFFY I CANT
KEEP UP THE AMAZING WORK
big spoon/little spoon: Phil is the big spoon mostly because it’s hard to be the little spoon to a tall skinny giant. Good thing he would much rather face you so he can give you little kisses.
favourite non-sexual activity: Walking around the park on a nice day holding your hand and talking about weird facts.
who uses all the hot water: Phil does because he is busy singing in the shower or thinking of video ideas. “What takes so long you have like no hair.” “I have to find my towel to dry my hands so I can put my ideas in my notes on my phone.”
The most trivial thing they fight over: How to sit on the couch. He wants to cuddle you but it’s hard when he want to have his laptop on his lap. “I am not comfortable like this.” “Try moving your one leg over more.” “I’m not a freaking pretzel.”
who does most of the cleaning: Phil cleans the bedroom because he likes everything in its place. Otherwise, you guys just switch off. “I washed the dishes yesterday. It’s so your turn.”
what has a season pass on their DVR/who controls the Netflix queue: You guys use Phil’s account for Netflix. Usually, you let him pick unless the two of you are in bed and you just want something mindless to slightly watch. Then he lets you pick whatever.
who calls up the super/landlord when the heat’s not working: Phil. He mostly bull shits the whole time that he knows what he is doing. But he is damn good at it.”
who steals the blankets: You do. But only because Phil has banned you from putting your feet on him in the middle of the night when there cold.
who leaves their stuff around: “Phil? could you possibly move the light from my side of the bed when you’re done filming?” “Sorry I forgot.” “It’s fine. It just feels like were about to shoot a porno in here.” “Eww, y/n.”
who remembers to buy the milk: You. The both of you will get back when Phil pauses trying to remember if you guys grabbed one. “Love, did you remember that we needed milk?” “Yes, Phil. You were trying to pick out apples when I grabbed it.” “Good.”
who remembers anniversaries: Phil has his shit planned at least a month in advance.
Who cooks normally?: You do. Phil is really good at making sure it isn’t poisoned throughout the process with all his taste tests.
How often do they fight?: Never. If you guys have a disagreement it never escalates to a full blown fight.
What do they do when they’re away from each other?: Phil shoots his videos when your not home because you distract him. Or because your singing in the kitchen doing dishes and he hates to ask you to stop because it’s so cute. When you’re without Phil you are usually with friends because he has made you hate being alone. You were fine until he spoiled you with his constant presence.
Nicknames for each other?: You call Phil Love and Hun. He pretty much has no first name just bean. He usually calls you Love or Pet. If he really wants your attention he calls you sweetheart.
Who is more likely to pay for dinner?: Phil. You insist you can pay and that it’s your turn but he could care less.
What would they get each other for gifts?: You get Phil shoes or candy. He really loves both. Phil gets you that thing in your shopping cart online because he knew you were waiting for it to go on sale.
Who kissed who first?: Phil kissed you first. After your second date, he was dropping you off and just as you were turning to leave he grabbed you and spun you around for a kiss.
Who made the first move?: You were the first one to initiate hand holding. Phil kept brushing his hand against yours in a nervous way wanting to grab it but chickening out. Really you were just filling the space between the two of you.
Who remembers things?: Phil does. “How did you know I even like this?” “I’m sure you told me at some point.”
Who started the relationship?: You asked Phil what the two of you were and that’s when Phil asked you to actually start dating.
Who cusses more?: You. Phil uses fake curse words.
What would they do if the other was hurt?: Phil would rush to you as you tell him your fine. He would continue to bombard you with questions way after even though you have said you are fine like a million times.
I also did a Dan one.
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