Mr. Shapiro was always been nice to Brendon, ever since He took him in 15 years ago. Brendon's 19 now, and everything is going great, although he isn't allowed to leave the house, everything was going the way it should be. Until he looked outside the window when Mr. S wasn't home. --- This is loosely based on the Cleveland kidnappings in 2013. There will be a non-consented sexual scene in here. Along with other triggering things like, anxiety, maybe self harm, blood, molestation. Please read at your own risk.

Dallon doesn't realize that Brendon is on the bus when he does something reckless. Brendon doesn't like what he sees. WARNING: This story is VERY triggering. This trigger warning is NOT A JOKE. If you have the slightest chance of being triggered PLEASE do not read. Your safety and well being is more important than anything in the world so take care of yourself okay?

{COMPLETED} forehead: is this dallon weekes? dweekes: why the hell is your name forehead? forehead: because i have the biggest forehead in the world dweekes has gone offline forehead: what did i do?

Ryan is quite popular thanks to his line of sex toys, Cinnamon Tulips Inc. A lame, tacky name, sure, but it got him to where he wants to be. Living in the finest penthouse in New York City, his bank account practically overflowing and, the best part, an unlimited supply of sex with whoever he wants. At twenty three years old, he's living the dream life.

High school is like a big game of would you rather, Brendon Urie has come to realize. It's one thing or the other and most of the time your options are so shitty you could rip your hair out. So when Brendon comes to terms with his inevitable popularity downfall, he and his best friend, Eden, come up with a plan to go out with a bang. MATURE FOR: LANGUAGE, SEXUAL CONTENT

someone new wants to send you a dm! will you accept it? tyler was curious about this new person and so he hit yes. he didn't know that it would change his life forever... just two cool people doing this for fun //lowercase intended// all parts of cover aren't mine all credit goes to owners !!possible triggers!! this is a joshler fic. i have warned you.

[completed] SEQUEL: no reply urbreadstick: hey bby boii rocknryan: who the fuck are you urbreadstick: your story's love interest [lowercase intended] I WROTE THIS IN LIKE 3 DAYS AND IT'S OLD PLS DON'T JUDGE ME I'M SORRY tw: this story has mentions of suicide and does not have a happy ending. however, there is a happy ending in the sequel *cough* go read it *cough* © galigator

You fell asleep in my car, I drove the whole time, But that's ok, I'll just avoid the holes so you sleep fine, I'm driving here I sit, cursing my government, For not using my taxes to fill holes with more cement.

josh is tyler's assistant. tyler is married, but he doesn't see that stopping him from getting what he wants. highest rank ✩#2 on joshler tag✩ ©agonyteen

"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.