TRIGGER WARNING. THIS STORY CONTAINS MENTIONS OF RAPE, SELF INJURY, DEATH AND ATTEMPTED SUICIDE. Can Dan save Phil? Phil is suicidal and Dan is the only one who's there for him. Can he alone save Phil?

DJ Dan Howell who can't Dab Howell dropped a fire track...at least he thought so ~Praise for Roasted~ "DKSKKS THAT WAS FUNNY WHAT A CONCEPT"- Grace (@sweaterpawdjh) "It completes me" -Paula (@myspacelester) "I'm shook" -Maria (@blissdjh)

When you turn 16 you automatically get your soulmate's name tattooed onto your wrist, with no way of removing it or even changing whom your soulmate is; you just deal with it. For Dan, he happens to get his best mates name imprinted on his wrist. His best mate -Phil - being (supposedly) straight, has yet to receive a soul mate. When he does, it's not Dan's name that he gets - it's someone else's.

this book is being rewritten and i will update you when the first chapter is up this story is about their daughter at the end of the last book

You meet Dan and Phil one day in London, and things really take off between you three. Turns out they both like you, but... Who would you choose?

(This story is officially over a year old, thank you all for your support!!) This is a Phanfic of what it would be like if Dan was actually born a girl but wanted to be a boy, and now that he is, he has to tell Phil.. This story will not contain romantic relations between Dan and Phil, sorry to disappoint you. A/N: it warms my heart knowing that I've touched the lgbt community with this little fic. I was inspired by my bisexuality to try thinking outside of the box and putting myself in the shoes of a transgender person and I think I've done a well job.

edit: hi so this story kinda sucks but read it if you want. ive grown as a writer and i would really recommend my other stories "Danielle, get those scissors away from your hair right now!" --Mentions of self harm--

A boy across from me is staring. Maybe it's because I'm looking through female hairstyles instead of men's. I glare at him. Homophobic trash... The boy who use to sit across from me is still there. As I pass him, his name gets called as well. Dan.

you started chatting with plantboyphil. started; febuary 10, 2016 ended; april 28, 2016

"...it's one hell of a ride once you enter and there's no going back. No exaggeration on 'hell' sonny." Dan Howell, 1979, aspiring writer. I pass the hours in a dimly lit hotel room, locked away with a number of aberrant individuals who display ominous habits.