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

"what's your aesthetic?" "hm?" "like...what calms you down?" "you." in which dan signs up on an online roommate pairing, and phil is his match. (lack of capitalization is intended) all rights reserved STORY ON HOLD

"i did all that stupid shit to make you smile."

Phil is a break dancer and Dan is a ballerina. They are both at the top of their professions. Dan and Phil hate eachother for what style they do. But when a big recital forces their companies to collaborate together, will they work? Or will they break. (trigger warning)

phil only texts dan in the morning. dan only responds at night. - //phan //mostly fluff !!

*the fic that doesn't care about ages in the slightest and I still don't know if it's Pikey or Petekey* The Way brothers weren't competitive, not in the slightest. Even in how gay they were. Because Gerard was clearly the winner. The adventures of Gee and Frankie spreading the gay to the middle school in BelleVille. PDA is A-Okay when spreading the important message of how great it is to be a flaming homo. When the gayest 13 year old in New Jersey also meets Mikey the gay spreads like wildfire. BelleVille better brace itself for the wave of gay. *fair warning this fic has so many opinionated messages about consent and all that V V V IMPORTANT STUFF*

You asked me if I was okay. I said yes. Why did I say yes, Dan?

The words were spiteful, but the kiss was real. Valentine's day standalone 2015.

Just a collection of phan one shots. All 100% written by me, and which you should 100% read. (It's mostly angst I'm warning you). Requests greatly welcomed.