Mr. Urie is my teacher. I am his student. Sometimes students fall for their teachers. But really, he wasn't supposed to fall for me too. Cover by @sorryimalana

you get hit by Brendon Uries car and you too fall in love while hes still with Sarah... what will happen next?

Cover by: hemmingssbutterfly You are starting college. Being told by everyone you know you believed that college was sleep class and eat ramen. But when you fall in love with your roommates boyfriends best friend. College turns out different then you pictured

I went to a Twenty one pilots concert I was stranded by my so called 'Friends', my parents abused me. I had nothing. I had no one. Josh Dun found me in the amphitheater alone. He helped me. He saved me. They saved me.

One of your best friends, Tyler Joseph, had texted you one random day to come over to his house, telling you nothing except to "look nice". When you arrived, you never expected to meet Tyler's other best friend, Josh Dun. Both of you later found out Tyler had invited you both to his house at the same time on purpose. Now knowing you were one of Tyler's favorite "ships", both of you decided to become friends and nothing more. Want to know what happens next? Read to find out! ||Highest Rank: #155 in Fanfiction||

So this pretty much things that happen between you and Brendon throughout your life with him. They're imagines but as an entire story c:

I was trapped with him in an asylum. And he was a fucking maniac.

All my life I was taught that God had a plan for me. But this time he didn't. This boy was slowly turning me into the sinner I had always been afraid of.

He stalked towards me, hunger in his once bright eyes, his body as rigid as a predator ready for the kill. With my back against the wall I searched for my escape, for even a glimmer of hope in this dark pit of hell; nothing. Here I was, face to face with what one can only describe as a raging psychopath, and all I could do was cower with my knees to my chest. In seconds a pressure wrapped its stinging presence around my throat, hoisting me from the floor until my tip-toes barely grazed the tile beneath me. Violently clawing at the fleshy fingers, I fought with every bit of strength I had. "I love it when you squirm. It makes it all the more thrilling." Hot breath caressed my ear, spilling the acidity of his words into my very core. "What happened to you?" I pleaded, trying to reach out to whatever part of the real him was still left. "Well, you see my dear, a lot of things can happen behind these walls." Cover designed by AnxietyAtTheBall, whom I absolutely love!

Brendon from P!ATD sees you in the crowd at one of his concerts and stops you afterwards to ask you out