Tidal Waves- Brallon
Dallon Weekes had an unforgettable summer, with someone he would never expect. AN: I don't own these people and understand that they are happily married. Carry on.
Dallon Weekes had an unforgettable summer, with someone he would never expect. AN: I don't own these people and understand that they are happily married. Carry on.
"Is it an apocalypse or nihilism on your lips?" At eighteen, you develop one ability, whether it be flight or power over hair growth, selective immortality or whatever weird skill your dad's dad's had. Brendon was lucky enough to be one of the few with telekinesis, but unlucky enough to have it be inherited from his...
Brendon Urie has a lot of issues. He doesn't quite make the best decisions. Going to this party just happened to be one of the bad choices. Or is it?
In a matter of hours, Dallon's life falls apart. And in a matter of months, he has an alien slowly but surely digesting his organs while on the run from an entire corporation dedicated to harnessing the very alien controlling his every action. But you know, no big deal, right? [basically the Venom movie I don't own...
Phil Lester is sweet and cute; known for his kindness and enthusiasm. Dan Howell is a tough, cold outsider; known as the school's stereotypical 'bad boy'. But if he's so bad, then why on earth did he rescue Phil Lester and give him a smile which would melt anyone's heart?
TRIGGER WARNING: If self harm, blood, abuse, suicide, etc disturb you, then maybe this isn't the fic for you. I have plenty of others if you don't like the subject of this one. Do you ever just want to be a raindrop? Falling and falling until you hit the ground and that's when it all ends. **This fanfic will contain...
Brendon Urie is unstoppable. The famed Museum of Natural History stationed all the way out in Montana just recruited him to the renowned group Blue: a team of paleontologists working isolated on a barren wasteland to uncover anything they possibly can before they head back in a couple months. Simple enough, according...
Brendon isn't exactly... normal. Well, he is for the most part. That's what everyone that knows says - his life is pretty average. He has friends, and family he rarely speaks to, a job, and a spacious place to live. Really, he's like everybody else. Except for the whole ghost thing. But we don't talk about that.
Brendon Urie is just another cocky, worshipped celebrity. He has to admit, he loves all the attention, so even he's shocked when he ends up falling for the one person who doesn't exactly worship him. The one person who had never heard of him, and thought he was completely overrated. Yeah, Brendon loves attention, but...
"Drive the car." "Wait, who the hell are you?" "Satan. Now DRIVE!" Dallon bringing home a stray puppy in his apartment already got him scolded by his landlord. Bringing home a runaway groom from God knows where is something he'd get killed for.