Dan and Phil are children together, best friends from the offset. Even as they drift apart Phil's little lights stay with Dan and he carries the theory with him through into old age.

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 :)

Phil starts getting cute, little messages from a secret admirer and gradually feels himself falling more and more in love with the boy. But can you really like someone you've never seen before? And what will happen when Phil finds out the real identity of his admirer?

Deciding to play by his own rules, Dan embodies the dark part of his mind. Phil, wanting the best for him, tries to crawl inside his head to understand him... but Dan won't let him in so easily. *Inspired by Dan's video 'Psycho thoughts'.

Dan Howell is a good boy. He spends most of his time studying and does all his homework. Phil Lester is a bad boy. He's failed nearly every class, and sleeps with a different person nearly every night. Only once Phil makes a bet and a school project is assigned do their paths cross. This story will contain smut and angst, trust me. I'm not claiming phan is real and I do now own Dan or Phil. I own a wattpad and bad grammar; that is all.

[COMPLETE] Dan has a girlfriend and never thought Phil had feelings for him. What happens when Phil decides to open up? Warnings: smut and fluff, boyxboy (THE TITLE DOESNT HAVE ANYTHING TO DO WITH THE STORY, it's all fluffy, so don't worry there's no angsty thing involved)

In which Dan and Phil meet at a Christmas party, get very drunk and discover that neither of them have kissed anyone before. Phan, Kickthestickz, fluff, and Christmas - this fic was written for the super lovely harrypottergleek97 as part of the Youtube Christmas Fic Exchange run by the ever glorious potatoes-are-not-for-sex (all on ffn) and is about the most typical and cliched fanfic i've ever written because hey it's christmas and everyone loves to indulge in a bit of crap over the holidays.

Phil, admittedly, has a small problem when it comes to noticing things. It's a weakness of his, he'll admit. He's always been oblivious to the small messages on his coffee cup, up until now anyway, which raises the question: how long has his barista been writing bad pickup lines on his cup? /Inspired by an au on Tumblr/

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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.