Straight camp - a horrible place where people are sent to become straight. They will beat you, starve you, and torture you until you are "cured." But not anymore. A group called the Rebellion, lead by the proud lesbian Rosa, is ready to break free. Seventeen year old Phil Lester is nervous to go, but is convinced by the one he loves, the beautiful Dan Howell. Will they make it out together and be free, or will the torture and pain persist on and on...? (Warnings and triggers: rough language, derogatory words, angst, thoughts of suicide, self harm)

Abandoned at Alton Towers for an extra large milkshake, Dan decides to try out Oblivion for the first time. But when it breaks down, and he meets someone friendly, what will he do when left to his own devices? (more friendship than lovey-dovey stuff)

Phil, admittedly, has a small problem when it comes to noticing things. It's a weakness of his, he'll admit. He's always been oblivious to the small messages on his coffee cup, up until now anyway, which raises the question: how long has his barista been writing bad pickup lines on his cup? /Inspired by an au on Tumblr/

Hey if you enjoyed a helping hand then you should read this fic, the rewritten version of the epic yet tragic love story (this version's better just fyi)

one girl from a broken family. two famous boys from the internet. three seemingly unlikely best friends. dive into a rebooted phil x reader story, driven by friendships, relationships, drama, heartbreak, and love sick moments. the adventure is only beginning. DISCLAIMER: I APOLOGIZE that the pronoun for this x reader story is "she/her". It is a lot easier to simply write from one perspective. No offense to anyone intended, please change the pronouns as you 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!)

"I don't like pink." "That's a lie." "Fuck you." "You ruined me!" "You made me realize pain...I'm sorry-" "Fuck off!" (THIS IS SO CRINGE PLS DONT READ THIS READ SOMETHING ELSE OF MINE JESUS)

Summary: ARMS // PREQUEL Beginnings are always curious; they take you back to a time before you knew someone, back to when they were an entirely different person. Beginnings are dark, and messy, and new. This is before the smiles, before the grey, before the black black black and ohmygod blue. back to a simpler time, full of innocence and nativity. Rating/Warnings: Mature Readers (READ AT OWN RISK). This story may contain topics of depression, cutting, anxiety, panic attacks, assault, suicide, minor character death, gay slurs, violence and gore, and minor sexual content. If any of the listed content triggers you, please do not read. Please do not copy and post my story anywhere else or create an "adaptation" of my work. Thank you. Copyright © 2016. strawb3rryvib3s All Rights Reserved.

Phil doesn't talks. Well, not anymore. The last time he said something, was when he didn't hate himself. And that was a long time ago. But now, everything is different. He must struggle with depression, whilst new boy Dan Howell desperately attempts to win him over. [Warning: this could be triggering at some points]