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

"he looked up, and fell in love all over again with the idea of a happy ending." [in which dan howell misses phil lester, and he just wants him back] + lowercase intentional inspired by "all of the stars" by ed sheeran trigger warnings: character death, self harm, suicide

[COMPLETED] who knew a blue dot could save someone?

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.

"we spend all this time waiting for tomorrow, yet it never arrives." the story of a boy who writes to his insecurities. the story of another who saves him. {phan} {lowercase intentional} {trigger warning: depression, implied self-harm/mentions of suicide}

"But I'm straight." Those three words are the words that take Phil over the edge. Like his world is crashing down on him. What's up with his constant flirting and his cheeky smiles and lovey dovey eyes. Phil knows something's up, and he's determined to find out what that something is. //warning: swearing, self harm, and eventually smut//

memeking69 : I'm JOHN CENAAAAAAA memeking69 : lol jk hi my name's dan buffylover666 : okie dokie my name's phil

update:: this was written about two years ago, the writing is quite bad, I apologize in advance //trigger warning// //dans pov// "do you love me phil ?" "maybe i do"

Phil always lead a very small, normal, life where nothing exciting never really happened to him, and Phil thought that his life would stay that way and he hoped it would because he liked his little life. However when Phil meets a lost neko boy in the street things change, maybe for the better and maybe for the worse...

Idk oneshots I write about phan xx