He flexed his muscles, belt tightened around his upper arm and syringe gripped in the palm of his calloused hand. His veins were visible underneath his pale flesh, winding down his arms as the needle seeped past his skin and injected the toxin into his blood.He felt that familiar rush that made his head spin and his t...
Summary: Dan draws, Phil doesn't. Phil wears black shirts, speaks loudly, and glares at everyone. Dan wears grey jumpers, doesn't talk, and tries to stay invisible. Phil's reckless, Dan's not. This is as story about two polar opposites who mange to have a string of first times together, and maybe even a cute love...
just when the catipillar thought the world was over, it became a butterfly × sequel to 'transgender' {HIGHEST RANKING #3}
my name is dan, not danielle × somewhat based off of the short film boy (HIGHEST RANKING: #2 in fanfiction)
