Phan
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Camp // phan на pIisetsky
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Camp Overfell is a two month long escape from the troubling teenage life. At least, that's what the website says. For Dan Howell, it's nothing but an excuse for his parents to get rid of him for the summer, and rightly so. Okay, so maybe he fucks up sometimes. He didn't mean to set the classroom on fire, he was just trying to liven up the coma-inducing lesson. Long story short, he doesn't want to be here. But he is, and dealing with it isn't easy. Three roommates, one bathroom and constant adult supervision? Not his idea of an 'escape'. What he needs is fun, and maybe his eccentric bunk mates can help with that.
around him ; phan на stabithahowlter
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❝Whenever I'm around you, I act different.❞ Pastel!Phan stabithahowlter©
cliché (phan) на audrat
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Dan Howell and Phil Lester share a passion for soccer. When they make it onto their school's team, they are determined to impress the coaches and their teammates. The two boys are too caught up in competition to realize that they are more alike than it seems, instead drinking while underage and bringing home bad report cards. But then one night they find each other at a party, and suddenly their relationship is moving faster than a ball flying towards the goal.
public fear ☹ phan на irltonystark
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"Do you know those cartoons where people have a little devil and a little angel on their shoulder?" "Yeah?" "That's exactly what I have." ~ trigger warning(s): mentions of; pills, panic attacks, good/bad personas <3
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poetry boy :: phan на smolester
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he was a blank canvas and words could flow out of him effortlessly, there was never a stutter or a stop. he was a sky of colour, a mess of words tumble out of his mouth, messy and faint. *this fanfic contains drinking, abuse, and mention(s) of suicide. if there are any specific trigger warnings, send a DM please!