It started with two boys and a mental ward. A blue eyed boy who couldn't sleep and saw things that didn't exist, and a brown eyed boy who heard voices in his head and had suicidal tendencies.

Dan is a dancer, but it's his best kept secret. Moving to a new college results in new friends, new hobbies and a new outlook in life; but what does it really mean to be human? A series of strange and seemingly unconnected events unfold that all seem to link back to Dan's mysterious new boyfriend. etcetc phan with kickthestickz This story carries some warnings, however they're p much all spoilers except non-graphic violence and injury on one occasion, and non-described minor character death. No major character death and no self harm. Please message me if you think you'll need to know the TWs! To avoid spoilers, you can give me a list of things you don't want to read for whatever reason and I'll let you know if they're in the fic or not :)

"hi, i'm phil and i have heart cancer." ☤ © phntasia 2015 HOSPITAL SERIES BOOK ONE HIGHEST RANKING IN FANFICTION: #461

Dan and Phil make up the duo Phan. Even if you say you don't ship it.. you ship it. Come for the accents and cat whiskers, stay for the One Shots. So basically it's just some random One Shots. Some may be triggering. This originally had an annoyingly long description but I'm sure it was too boring to read. Feel free to DM me any requests! :D!

Dan and Phil have been friends forever now and have always been close. Close to the point where everyone, including their family's, are suspicious about them, but they are both straight. They claimed it many times that they both like girls and truly believe it, but they both also struggled when it came to girls. They didn't know how to impress, kiss, touch, and please a female. They both figured that they were just bad at this kind of stuff, so they decide to practice on each other because platonic straight friends kissing and fucking each other doesn't mean anything right? "This doesn't make us gay right, if we teach each other how to kiss and practice on you?" "Of course not, we're friends and straight." "No homo?" "No homo"

broken; 1. having been fractured or damaged and no longer in one piece or in working order 2. (of a person) having given up all hope; despairing Broken. That's the only word Phil Lester can describe himself. He's fractured, damaged, and has given up all hope on himself. It's not his fault he is so hurt, so alone, and so far gone. All he wants is to make friends, feel loved, live a normal life, and too be happy. Unfortunately no matter where he goes or who he encounters, there is always someone there breaking him down and pushing him further down a dark hole he can't seem to escape from. He is at his breaking point and doesn't know how much longer he can hold on for. Will anyone ever notice the pain he suffers and finally decide to help him or will he always be on his own? When someone does notice, will it be too late to save him from the demons that have already imprinted a huge heart aching mark on his fragile and broken mind? ✖️Warning✖️ This story includes self harming, thoughts of suicide, suicide sttempt, mature language, boyxboy, bullying, abuse, and other things that might not be suitable for a younger audience!

Phil doesn't talks. Well, not anymore. The last time he said something, was when he didn't hate himself. And that was a long time ago. But now, everything is different. He must struggle with depression, whilst new boy Dan Howell desperately attempts to win him over. [Warning: this could be triggering at some points]

Dan is different. He's learned to accept that. Well, as best he can anyway, considering he's never really had much of a choice. It's been this way for as long as he can remember, the constant runaround process of trying to feel normal. His life is built around it, trying to trick both himself and everyone he interacts with into seeing him as your average person. The isolation as he desperately tries to keep others from finding out, the bitterness that wells up inside of him each and every time he's reminded that he'll never be like everyone else, the fear that nothing will ever change. He's fated to be this way forever; a misfit from society. Isolation can only go so far though, so when he's struggling to make ends meet and he's faced with the option of looking into a serious job or taking on a roommate, he opts for what seems like the easier option at the time. It doesn't seem so easy ten failed roommates into the process, or when he sits down at a table to meet with prospect number eleven and ends up with a coffee spilled all over his lap. Potential roommate number eleven, Phil, turns out to be an insufferable optimistic ball of sunshine that Dan wants nothing to do with. His options are running out though, as are the savings he's been using to pay his rent, so he finds himself begrudgingly agreeing to let the other man move in. Neither of them have any way of knowing just what they've gotten themselves into as they shake on the matter, but time will tell.

SEQUEL TO ALIVE Phil's life is in shambles. A third year university student, he lives a less-than-extraordinary life: ignoring calls from his ex-best-friend, working in a local shop, and sleeping around to forget the one thing always on his mind: Dan Howell. TW: language, sexual content, drug mentions ENTIRELY WRITTEN FROM PHIL'S POV