The Only Part Of The Video That Matters (x)

I want to fall in love with life again. Like looking forward to waking up and seeing the sun rising in the sky, tending to my pets after making my bed. Making breakfast again while listening to music, looking forward to what the day has to offer and enjoying the peace. I want to explore what nature has to offer, and go for walks and take in all of the serene beauty. I want to make gifts for the people I care about and give back to the world. And at the end of the day over a nice dinner, I can watch the sun set and see the stars and just know that things will be okay and that I am alright to be here.

Okay i just want to say, i am so here for the fact that all these years when Phil was out with his sexuality to his family and friends (correct me if i am wrong, he was out since uni right?) he supported Dan and made him feel understood and safe, and contrary to most movies, books and fanfictions where we see the person that supports the main character is usually very tough and a stereotypical "man" like in those jock aus, Phil is full of sunshine and he is so soft and angelic and pure and i think we can all see that throughout the years he gave Dan some of his sunshine too idk if you guys understand what i am trying to say but i love this character progression and it is so inspiring-

I have a very strange relationship with cereal. I'll forget it exists for months at a time, then I remember that not only does it exist, it is one of humanity's perfect foods. Then I'll eat like 4 boxes in one day before some eldritch god takes the knowledge from me again. (Probably for my own good.)

a phd in minecraft architecture

Yes Physically i am here,, but mentally? Having a picnic in the woods under a willow tree, listening to the trickling of a nearby stream with a cute girl as we eat small sandwiches that could only hope to be as adorable as her~~~

They share food and bite off of the same side what are they trying to prove? They love? They are completely comfortable with each other?? Boyfriends??

dan and phil are a social experiment designed to torment single gays with their love

i want to be this person when i become a history teacher

i LOVE how unapologetically eccentric academics are they’re just on another level all the time... the head of my university’s history department ends every one of her emails with her ‘potato quote of the week’. i want to have that energy <3

((Spoilers for Dan’s amazing new videoo))

Few things

The part about him ((TW TW)) getting bullied, then attempting suicide,,, and literally admitting that to an audience of almost 10 mil takes crazy guts and I cannot respect and love you more for that!

the part when he talked about labels resonated with me.. it was sort of a bit to lead into him coming out properly,,, but the general term ‘queer’ just seems right to me… The fact he said those words means so much to a person who was legitimately bullied for identifying as Queer,, from my own community who is supposed to support me… And I really love love love him for putting and framing it in such beautiful words

(3) to hardcore phannies- I know, he confirmed early Phan,, but PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE for the love of God don’t boil down this incredibly important video into just a “"PhAn cOnFiRmEd uWus”“ This video means a lot to him. And I think it means a lot to a lot of us. Don’t forget that!!!

I got annoyed to really worried about you because he was off the internet for so long (content creators and creative blocks ahhhhh) but this video looks like it took so much time to write, and edit and looks like the new "Daniel Howell era” has arrived!(content and gay wise both))

Don’t want to dwell on phan but Phil being the only person who supported and loved him for who he literally made my whole ass year like bIG BIG PROPS to Phil for being the best human of the earth none of us (except Dan) deserves that man.

Tldr I am a mess and Dan and Phil are my icons

this still hits hard

Okay listen if you are a baby queer and you don't feel loved, supported, or validated: you are the very precious grandchildren of the Stonewall rioters, the bright children of hope after the AIDS epidemic. You are the little siblings of ex-gay therapy survivors. You were fought for, and wanted, and loved. Everyone who came before you is so very happy that you are here.

Coming Out

Sirius realized he was gay when he was twelve. It just made sense to him, girls were cute, sure, but he'd much rather play around with boys and stare at them in the Great Hall. He remembered going to the Quidditch tryouts and getting flustered while in the locker room.

It took a while for him to accept himself. He knew his family would disown him if they knew, kick him out immediately if he was lucky. He couldn't let them find out, because worst case scenario ... He didn't want to think about it.

He wanted to tell his best friends. He wanted to be honest and comfortable with the marauders, and almost 2 years after coming to terms with his sexuality, he did.

The first few tries he got cold feet. Either they were in a public space, they were interrupted, or he just felt too anxious to do it.

He got tired of waiting for the right moment, and became ashamed of being so scared. He should just say it.

They were in the boys' bedroom trying to catch a chocolate frog Peter had let out. James was a mess, shirt unbuttoned and wand in his back pocket, Remus was laughing at them while sitting alone on his bed, and Peter was running with James trying to catch the damn animal. Chocolate? Sweet? Sirius shook away those idiot thoughts: "Now's not the time to think of the appropriate name for a magical chocolate frog you eat."

Peter caught the frog in his hands a few feet away from Sirius, who was standing in the doorway awkwardly.

"Padfoot? You ok-"

"I'm gay."

The chocolate frog fell from his hands and leapt out of the room. He probably couldn't handle the tension between the four boys.

James chuckled "Nice one, Pads."

Peter laughed along nervously but Remus didn't; he furrowed his eyebrows and stayed quiet.

"I-it's not a joke" Sirius sucked in a breath trying to get his heartbeat to slow down "I really am gay."

"Oh" James said, taking steps backward, sitting on the nearest bed, facing Sirius.

"Do you ... You know ... Look at us when we're changing or something?" Peter asked quietly.

"Peter! What the f*ck!" Remus shouted "You're being f*cking rude!"

Sirius eyes shot wide and he let out a small whimper. His heart felt heavy and it actually hurt. He felt the need to cry, but you couldn't call yourself a Black if you weren't able to mask your pain and hold back tears.

James started buttoning up his shirt, maybe unconsciously, but he did it and that's what mattered to Sirius.

"I just thought you should know, but I never thought you'd act this way." He said, shifting his stance, leaning on his left leg instead of the right one.

"Sirius, we're sorry, we were just surprised" James said standing up "I just had never thought you would be a f*ggot."

Sirius's lips quivered and he felt like he was back at home. Face facing the floor, his mother's words stinging him and her hands hurting him.

He had never thought his best friend would hurt him like that.

Sirius left, leaving a confused James by the doorframe, that is until Remus pushed him to the ground, standing above him.

"Bloody hell, what was that for?" asked Potter.

"You're one of my best friends, mate" Remus pointed his finger at the boy in the floor "but you're being a cunt. He likes guys, so what? Get over yourself."

James was left embarrassed and ashamed on the floor while Remus went after Sirius.

"We were kind of cunts, weren't we, Wormtail?" James asked Peter.

"I don't get it, can't he just like girls? It's easier for him and for us" he said, helping James to stand up.

"I don't know, but maybe we should ask him before ... Accusing him of anything. Let's just give him time to calm down."

They nodded to each other.

(~)

Remus went after Sirius who was fully sobbing, pulling at the roots of his hair. He couldn't let him leave like that, thinking all his friends were stupid homophobes. They weren't. James and Peter just didn't know any better, and they would understand, in time.

It still didn't diminish Remus's anger any less.

"Sirius, wait."

Sirius stopped outside the Fat Lady's portrait, who luckily was empty. His back faced Remus, and his shoulders were jumping up and down as Sirius sniffled and tried not to cry.

Remus put a hand on his shoulder "They're idiots who didn't know what they were saying. You know them, they'll come around. James and Peter are good people."

Sirius nodded, still facing away from Lupin.

"You were really brave, Padfoot. People usually think Gryffindors are all about being wild, starting fights and saying comebacks to teachers" he chuckled in hope Sirius would too "but what you just did was the bravest thing I've ever seen."

Sirius's shoulders were finally resting still and his breathing was even again. He let go of his hair, brushing his hands against his legs.

"I'm bisexual, by the way."

Sirius turned around to face him, shock written across his whole face.

"I don't have the guts to do what you just did. Come out to the most important people in my life, all at the same time. Not yet. But the fact that you did makes me wanna follow after. So thank you."

Sirius was speechless. He just stared at Remus who stood awkwardly in front of him, scratching his arm with the hand that was previously on his shoulder.

He looked into Sirius's eyes "You're not alone."

Sirius had never been quiet for that long in the presence of his friends. But this time he knew he didn't need to say anything. He stepped forward and hugged Remus, resting his head against his shoulder.

Remus wasn't the biggest fan of physical affection, but he didn't hesitate to throw his own arms around the boy's back and squeeze him back.

Maybe that was when they started falling for each other, the point they would look back upon while thinking of when it all started.

But at the time, they were just best friends supporting each other. They were braver at that one moment than some people are in their lifetimes. They didn't talk nor did they kiss, they just needed a reminder that they weren't alone, they were ok the way they were, and they loved each other, and so did their friends.