ㅡᴏɴ ʜᴏʟᴅ "you know, you're a really cute boy." he half shouted, competing with the pounding music of the club. "oh, well, thank you, but i'm not. a boy that is." before he could ask, i clarified. "not a girl, either. i'm just a person. i prefer 'he/they or him/them.'" he looked me over for a moment before nodding. "al...
my name is dan, not danielle × somewhat based off of the short film boy (HIGHEST RANKING: #2 in fanfiction)
Phil Lester is sweet and cute; known for his kindness and enthusiasm. Dan Howell is a tough, cold outsider; known as the school's stereotypical 'bad boy'. But if he's so bad, then why on earth did he rescue Phil Lester and give him a smile which would melt anyone's heart?
" 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...
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 phi...
"and this," dan exhaled, bruises peppering his moonlight-lit wrists as he turned the trickling, metal faucet and ceased the bone-chilling water. phil's azure irises lingered dismally on the hanging corpse; a man drowned by his own undying secrecy. "is how to get away with murder." |ex-cop!phil x murderer!dan| |rat...
