This is a book of non-specified gender Brendon Urie imagines! I wanted to have all of my readers able to enjoy this book! Occasional Brallon and Ryden imagines included. Requests always open! SMUT FREE

Brendon Urie imagines that I conjure up that will never happen so cry with me. If you would like me to make an imagine for you, or have any ideas, hmu and I would be glad to. All of these imagines are original and if I am inspired or influenced by previous work, I will state this. If my imagines influence you, I hope you will do the same. Smut free Enjoy <3

Sequel to Fuck is a Bad Word! You and Brendon are struggling to settle down together in LA, but throughout the adventure of it all, you learn many things: about Brendon, about LA, about the music industry, but there is one dreaded thing you learn about the most. The media. Cover by me! UPDATES ARE EVERY SUNDAY! <Once again, Sarah Urie will not be in this story, but I have nothing against her and no ill will toward her. Much love to Sarah!>

"Baby, you're driving me insane." "We already are." - Amelia Jackson is determined to escape Harrisburg State Hospital, a psychiatric ward that treats their patients like animals. She gets help along the way from her friends Erin Martinez and Dallon Weekes, and soon finds love from the notoriously known Brendon Urie, the psycho killer. Or is he? Weird things have been happening in the hospital that make Amelia think something strange is definitely going on in that place. Will they be able to escape? Will Amelia be able to live her own life after all? DISCONTINUED

Brendon Urie is an FBI agent. Not the type he had always dreamed of, it's just desk work and coffee runs. But when a serial killer is on the loose and criminal Ryan Ross is the prime suspect, Brendon gets his big break with an undercover job. He may feel ready for the case he was assigned, but is he ready to learn about himself in the process?

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"It's a casual affair." He breathed, looking between me and the woman under the sheets. "This is not casual! You cheated on me!" I yelled, stomping out of the room. I heard his footsteps follow me. He had a sheet tied around his waist. "We were in an actual relationship, Brendon. A casual affair is when your just friends with benefits!" I ran downstairs and tried to leave, but Brendon got a hold of my arm. "Don't say 'we were in a relationship'. Keep the term 'we are', please..." he begged. "I don't know, Brendon..."

Brendon always thought that glasses were cool, that they made you look smart. He wasn't however expecting that when he finally did get glasses that they would have black lenses, and that he wouldn't be able to see with or without them. They weren't so cool now. - - - A collaboration with the fabulous @DarkHighness

Brendon Urie is a single parent, who loves his daughter, Delilah to death. But he soon finds she is suicidal and thinking of death. What will happen?

Beware of the pushers...