" we're friends right? well, you can't really tell me otherwise anyway, which is probably why we're friends. " Or the story of an overenthusiastic boy called Phil, who has trouble shutting up, and a reluctantly mute boy called Dan, who's life is falling apart, and how they both come to realise that sometimes - actions can speak louder than words.

" my name's blurry face and I care what you think. " Dan Howell has an unknown condition where he cannot see faces - no matter what he wears or does - they are always a blur. The doctors nicknamed it 'blurry face', and there's absolutely nothing they can do about it; Dan will have to live without faces. That is, until he meets Phil Lester - the 'bad boy' of Dan's new school - who's face is strangely visible to Dan; much to Dan's wonder and Phil's distaste.

While on a mission Lance and Keith Accidentally inhaled a chemical which should have been deadly. Instead of dying, The boys formed a special type of bond with each other. A psychic bond. *klance* *boyxboy* *Some mature content*

in a world where your moods are visible above your head, displayed through pictures and icons, it's impossible to hide your true feelings. however dan howell seems to be lacking this. labelled as an emotionless freak, dan is outcasted because his moods are never visible. that is, until an endlessly happy boy named phil wonders why.

"I'm sorry..." (trigger warning)

'don't do that. don't act like you care. i might do something stupid, like open up to you.' {or the one where phil has a photographic memory and dan is telekinetic} STARTED - 11/12/16 COMPLETED - 16/02/17

A phanfic. Gender fluid!Dan Gender fluid!Phil Lots of Phan, a little KicktheStickz Warnings: dysphoria, angst Cover: -Drawing: http://sunnyaalisse.tumblr.com/post/134988790463/people-like-flower-crowns-because-they-are-pretty -Design: @_obscurefacade

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.

Phil was always a girly boy. He loved playing with Barbies and wearing pink. Even though his mom assured him it was perfectly normal, he sensed something was different. One day, a boy appeared on the other side of Phil's fence, sitting by a tree and drawing in his notebook. Phil's mom told him this was their new neighbor, and Phil found him intriguing. Boys had always been a mystery to Phil, even though he was one himself. When Phil talked to the brunet boy, he became tongue-tied and blushed, yet he couldn't help but watch him through a small hole in the fence. In just a few days, they grew closer, developing trust and perhaps even liking each other. But they were just kids, with big expectations and a different outlook on reality. This is a story about coming out, teenage drama, and two boys who live on opposite sides of a big wooden fence. (teenage Phan)

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