Dan was a sad boy, Phil was a writer. together they were a story.

"I'm just a fat kid with issues to you." "maybe you're meant to be a whole lot more."

(adj.) extremely delicate light, not of this world. °•°•°•°•°•° lowercase intended.

Dan has nightmares, Phil doesn't dream.

"I'm writing to you to tell you I love you, even though you've got a new boy."

bleh

"Do you know those cartoons where people have a little devil and a little angel on their shoulder?" "Yeah?" "That's exactly what I have." ~ trigger warning(s): mentions of; pills, panic attacks, good/bad personas <3

he was a blank canvas and words could flow out of him effortlessly, there was never a stutter or a stop. he was a sky of colour, a mess of words tumble out of his mouth, messy and faint. *this fanfic contains drinking, abuse, and mention(s) of suicide. if there are any specific trigger warnings, send a DM please!

Dan Howell has telekinesis - a power just like out of a comic book. Yet instead of protecting the universe as a brave superhero, he hides. He hides his power and himself, fearing nothing more than getting attached to somebody and dragging them down. Of course, Phil Lester, the new kid in school, just had to come waltzing in, destroying his entire view on nearly everything in the worst (and best) ways possible. Phil's like a drug, and boy, is Dan addicted. Warning: contains self harm, depression, boyxboy, references towards abuse, and other possible triggers or content you may not be comfortable with. you can message me in private for the specifics if you feel you need it and remember to stay safe. (Top: #89 in Fanfiction, #1 in Phan!)

[completed] philgon: she can fuck you good, but i can fuck you better ; copyright © 2016