To: Phil Phil, it's Dan. Please talk to me. I'm dying here.

my name is dan, not danielle × somewhat based off of the short film boy (HIGHEST RANKING: #2 in fanfiction)

after a certain website broadcasted dan howell's phone number to every visitor, he was bound to get a few texts. it was pure luck that phil lester was the one to text him. ❝ emo kid dan☽ : actually... philly✧ : ??? whats up emo boy ❞ minor swearing and some adult themes. triggers will be tagged. highest ranking : #73 in fanfiction, #26 in phanfiction

In which Phil meets an odd boy on an online chatting site.

in which phil works at a bookstore and dan messages him on kik

silvery-vision: you seem like an unusual person to like my photos sparkly-thundershot: you're cute and i enjoy your photos so why not? emo!dan pastel!phil a story in which two boys found not only love but friendship on the internet. very fluffy, little smut [highest ranking: #1 in january 2016]

phil lester and friends thought it would be fun to text random numbers from the phone book. he never expected to make a brand new friend. *lowkey hate my writing in this but i think the sequel is a lil better*

"the world isn't just black and white, you know." the year is 1994. philip lester has been brought up with the most religious of ideals, in a highly christian household. he attends church every sunday, says grace at the dinner table nightly, prays as often as possible, and wouldn't ever dream of disobeying his parents. that is, until, he meets dan howell, his polar opposite. -intentional lowercase-

"respond to pm you little shit." "i dont even know u gtfo" "then why did you accept my request?" "bc ure hot" i wrote this when i was legit 13 its so ugly -JEALUHS©️ 2015