Dan Howell is your stereotypical popular kid. Phil Lester struggles with depression and lives in an abusive home. When the two meet, Dan assumes Phil is just another kid for him to pick on. It turns out to be a bit more complicated than that. Will Dan and Phil be able to help each other get through their hardships, or are some people just too far gone to fix? - TW: Self harm, suicidal thoughts and/or actions, homophobia, car crash, death, abuse (message me if you need clarification) - Started: 12/26/15 Completed: 6/28/17

*text fic* **mentions of depression, anxiety, suicide, and swearing** Also the majority of this is text, so I'm not going to worry about spelling or grammar errors

~Fluff *Smut +Angst `Sad/Depressing/Death DEAL WITH IT BITCHES

Dan Howell is a fuckboy. He has sex with whoever he can and then dumps them, regardless of gender. But when Phil Lester, a new student, enters Dan's life, will Dan change his ways for the boy he loves? Or will he toy with his heart just like the rest? (Disclaimer::: guys. this is dumbest fic i have ever written and it is that way ON PURPOSE!!! this is supposed to be stupid and cringey, don't think i'm actually serious PLEASE)

buffyphil: Hey Daniel, I forgot to get your number back at the station. Tea at two sound good? danielspaniel: wrong daniel, but tea sounds lovely. © All Rights Reserved

And never did I think that I would be caught in the way you got me. Push another girl aside and just give in. × Or the one where Dan is the schools slut and Phil is the badboy fem!dan because yES???

Unknown: Is this Dan Howell? Dan: Uh yeah, who is this and how did you get my number? Unknown: does it matter? Dan: Yep, because this is my private phone number.

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*'BEST PHANFICTION' WINNER (FANFICTION AWARDS 2018)* Daniel has anxiety and crumples paper to calm himself down. Phil has ADHD and diminishes hearts to bring himself up.

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