my name is dan, not danielle × somewhat based off of the short film boy (HIGHEST RANKING: #2 in fanfiction)

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.

Dan Howell has always been comfortable in front of the camera, on stage, in the spotlight. Phil Lester hasn't. he much prefers being behind his tiny black and white camcorder he got for free. When Phil is tasked to film a behind-the-scenes video for the play company Dan belongs to, the two find they may have more in common than they ever imagined.

" Phil Lester is on the edge of suicide. " or in which Dan can see everyone's deepest secret simply by looking at them.

we were: strangers friends best friends lovers strangers, again -- [Dan x Reader] A story in which love is anything but easy, and the boy is the broken one. [For readers that are done with clichés.] -- fair warning brought to you from @magicalbeasts: hola, bitch get yo goddamn TISSUES