everyone is born with the date they will die tattooed on their arms, an expiration date of sorts. it serves as a reminder that life is short and is to be lived to the fullest. daniel j howell is supposed to die on april 30. on may 1, he wakes up very much alive, this time with the name of a mysterious person on his arm.

you're the color of everything that's ever meant anything

"so how can i say, "fuck you" with flowers?" - the au where phil owns a flowershop and dan needs some advice

i can feel the pull begin, feel my conscience wearing thin ; copyright © 2017

dan is the best man at phil's wedding ; copyright © 2016

[complete] what happens at camp, stays at camp ; copyright © 2016

"hey i'm phil and whoever didn't show up, is a dick," ; copyright © 2016

[completed] two strangers are stuck on an elevator on a rainy monday morning. confessions ensue. ; copyright © 2016

where dan is a struggling music artist and phil is a cocky, successful and a sexually frustrated producer ; copyright © 2016 ; highest ranking #5

[COMPLETED] This journal belongs to: DAN If found: Don't look inside, ever. It's mine and Doctor Linder said so.