Lost in the Storm
Word Count: 9,656
Rating: T
Genres: angst/fluff
Warnings: language, food mentions, minor character death, funeral mentionSynopsis: Phil’s soulmate mark is black. It sits on his heart and spreads outwards like a stain, a stain that reminds him every day of the bitter truth. No one wants to accept what it really means, but Phil has. Phil has come to terms with it. Until he meets Dan. Dan, who claims to be his soulmate, with a soulmate mark Phil is unable to see. soulmates!au, wings!au
Not real; read more here. Don’t reblog and tag Dan or Phil, cheers.
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A/N: happy birthday @theinsanityplays – i am so incredibly lucky to have you in my life.
i commissioned my dear @pinofs to produce the most beautiful artwork for this piece, which you can find by clicking here – please reblog and give it all of the love!
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Phil Lester had never considered himself normal.
Maybe it was the sixth sense he was certain he possessed, or maybe it was just too much time spent watching television shows about vampires in his youth, but he’d always felt he saw more of the world than anyone else. Whether it be something lurking in the shadows or a ghostly trail on his neck that made the hairs on his arms stand up, Phil had never doubted that he was sharing his space with supernatural beings too.
He was very okay with that, and told everyone as much. Being friends with a vampire? A werewolf? What could possibly be better than that?
As time wore on though, so did Phil’s ideas. Between his parents and teachers insisting he just had a very vivid imagination, and his desire to actually fit in and make friends at secondary school, Phil learned to quash his sense of wandering amongst the supernatural, until he too believed he’d just been a creative child who learned to see sense.
And that was where he was now.