ALL CREDITS GO TO "fullcollapse" on livejournal for this absolutely beautiful story. Mostly AU, high school age setting. With the help of his friends, Ryan has just learned how to like life. Brendon hasn't yet found such luck. This is a story about strong relationships, trust, not wanting to be alone, and holding hands. There's a river, and just like its never-ending path to the ocean, some things just go on forever. Sometimes you need someone more than you need yourself, and sometimes, that's okay. Rating: R. Word count: 200,000+

It's Blake and Brendon Urie's 16th birthday. They both thought they would get normal gifts from a close friend Pete Wentz. Brendon did. But Blake her story is a completely different story. Pete gives her the gift of pregnancy. Or so they think. With the twist and turns of trying to have a possible romance with a pregnant 16 year old, And on top of all that is the baby even Pete's. Will Pete rise to the occasion and step up and be a father also trying to have romance in his life or will all this become too much for Pete

alex is typing... jack is typing... possible trigger warnings: swearing and caps lock first full fic nice

What is the best way to keep a secret? "Tell it to everyone you know, but pretend you are kidding" - Lemony Snicket. It turned out that Snicket was painfully correct. By the time I reached P.E. after lunch on Monday, it was tipping over the edge of eighty degrees, and my red hoodie had been stuffed in the back of my locker since Brunch. I'd lost count of how many people had gaped at my arm with shocked expressions and open mouths, curious voices unsure of whether or not they wanted to know the answer asking, "Did you cut your arm?" By third period, I'd gotten so fucking sick of repeating the same excuse that my sarcastic asshole side had leaked out. So, I'd been responding to my classmates appalled questions with something along the lines of, "Yes, I cut myself." There was a kind of sick humor to it - technically, I was telling the truth. Not that anyone would ever know it. Cover cred to RazorbladeKissesx

To Satisfy Your Needs, Here Is Some Band Smuts ⇒ *all from tumblr*

You can't make a Church Boy out of an Atheist, but you can make a Bad Girl out of a Christian. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A Brendon Urie Fanfic

PLEASE NOTE: None of the imagines are connected, unless I say so. Things that happen in previous or future imagines do not affect other imagines, unless I say so. Ok. Cool. Glad we got that sorted. >>> REQUESTS AAAALWAAAAAYS OPEN <<< ~ Just some imagines for you to fangirl over ~ {(((( WARNING ))))} There will be talk of self harm/suicide Definitely swearing, though if you listen sws this probably doesnt bother you Some imagines may contain content some view as offensive DONT SAY I DIDNT SAY I DIDNT WARN YA Goddammit...did I ACTUALLY just make a Taylor Swift reference? What the actual fuck... BAD LANGUAGE ALREADY OH MY DAYS I WARNED YOU THO JUST SHUT UP AND READ THE IMAGINES DAMMIT XD

The apartment and what happens within and around. (Sequel to One and Lonely (written by roz, supervised by tony)) [Warning: usage of alcohol]

WARNING: If you have not read One and Lonely in its entirety, then this is a huge spoiler. If you like your stories spoiled, then go ahead and read, but we highly recommend that you don't.