"Queer, Daddy's Boy, Prick." Dan Howell is your average crybaby. His father is a priest, so he grew up loving the church and everything around him. Wore crosses and an array of pink sweaters. Skipped a few grades and was in the most advanced classes in secondary school. Hung out with the girls rather than the boys. He never broke a rule, never let his grades slip below a B, and always went to bed before midnight. "Fag, Disgrace, Goth." Phil Lester is your average delinquent. Dad died at young age, blamed the world. Dyed his hair blue and pierced every place possible. Hung out with the other kids like him. Broke every school rule, didn't have grades above a B, and always went to bed after midnight, despite his mother's hackles. When the two are paired for tutoring, well, that's when things get complicated. (Punk Phil and Pastel Dan AU) WARNING: Strong language and sexual themes are littered throughout this story. I don't think that I'll be making a smut scene, but I will put a warning at the beginning of that chapter if I do. Now featuring commentary from yours truly! Just check the direct comments section ;)

"aw are you guys dating?" "not yet" ♡⚣♡ sequel to ferris wheel

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Dan Howell, the school 'nerd'. Yeah, that's the clique he has been put into. He's shy, has a passion for theatre, loves to draw, wears flower crowns, button up shirts, and pastel sweaters. The popular group bullying him constantly, pulling flowers out his flowers crowns, crumbling his drawings, physically harming him, calling him names, and taking any and every moment to call him out about his feminine appearance. He hasn't had many friends except for his best and only friend, Pj. He hasn't had much luck in his life but will something or someone turn that around? Phil Lester, the school punk. He is the kind of person parents fear their child dating. Piercings, tattoos, but what no one suspects is his soft personality. No one really cares to get to know him due to 'status quo'. He doesn't mix in with the popular crowd that is constantly bullying Dan. He's more of a loner, but still playfully teases Dan time from time. So in reality: he is a fucking dork. •Mentions of bullying, depression, anxiety, may have smut idk, homophobia, under-aged drinking, pheels overload• •I don't own dan or phil, or the concept of pastel! dan or punk! phil• I WILL MURDER YOU IF YOU STEAL THIS

Dan Howell is capable of identifying the relationship a person has with somebody simply by touching the bare skin of each of the individuals. By using his fingertips, the teenager is able to find out the feelings that the people have for each other and the labels that they use for one another. Dan begins to grow comfortable with using his power on anybody and everybody, but when Phil Lester enters his life, he discovers his exception. Also, yes, the hands on the cover are Dan and Phil's actual hands. Highest rankings: number one in #phanfic, #phanfiction, #phandom, #danieljameshowell, #philiplester, and #danandphilfanfic.

In which a boy with pastel pink flower crowns and a boy with a dark attitude become friends to prove everyone wrong *pastel!artist!phil *punk!musician!dan

Soulmate AU where Dan and Phil have tattoos of the first words said to them by their soulmate.

✎ finished ↠ a dan and phil phanfiction; "count to ten." "1..." i sighed. "2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10..." a simple game for the two boys, carried on throughout their whole lives. - WARNINGS: minor smut, little smutty (nothing too much), fluff, boyxboy, phan, little angsty (nothing too much), swearing. my opinion on the book; it was my first book i properly finished. and i only like it because of the popularity and how much other people enjoyed the book, - and the fact that i finished it. however, it's not all good since the only idea i had at first about this book, (and pretty much throughout the whole thing) was dan sitting at the window, watching the world go by.

A new story every turn //phan oneshots [ALL ARE MINE]

"What if I was gay?" "I'd fuck you." //Phan I was 13 when I wrote this please feel free to read anything else I wrote down the line, babes.