my name is dan, not danielle × somewhat based off of the short film boy (HIGHEST RANKING: #2 in fanfiction)

Dallon has finally woken up. His family and friends could not be happier, really. Things are great! But, something happens in which they do not understand. Blood flies, screams are had, and tears are shed. No one knows how to react, or if they'll make it out alive. They only pray they can, and if they are going to, they're going to have to work together...

The sex industry was a dangerous place, everyone knew that. Sure, it had its perks, but for glamour model Ryan Ross, the only perk was being asked to partake in a photoshoot with gorgeous pornstar Brendon Urie, a man he both hated and admired. That single photoshoot might just have been the detonation that started everything: the lies, the affairs, the heartbreak, the scheming - in order to stay sane, you had to keep your hands to yourself. And for someone like Brendon, it would be the hardest thing he'd ever had to do. Because when you fall, you bring everyone else down with you. "How can you be okay with yourself knowing that you caused all...this?" "I'm never okay with myself, Ryan. Ever." ---------------------------------------------------------------------------

Author: underthedesk on LiveJournal.. ALL CREDITS GO TO THIS AUTHOR Rating: NC-17 Overall

Ryan's life seemed like a routine. It was the same thing everyday. Until the new kid shows up, that is. That's when everything changes

Four years, many exes, a couple of albums, a band split and a band hiatus... a lot has happened since Ryan Ross walked away from Panic! At The Disco. Trying to get lost and forget his feelings for Brendon Urie isn't a walk in the park. So when he comes back to right some wrongs and hope to mend the bridges he burned, is four years enough time for them to make amends - or further their problems?

Dallon is the newest member of Panic! At the Disco, but what will happen as he finds out the frontman Brendon has a secret crush on him? Shit will happen. That's what.

Brendon has always had a thing for his teacher, Mister Weekes. He finally gets what he wants, knowing he could cause Mister Weekes to lose his job. Does he try to take things further, or does he just leave it where it is? *Smut warning*

Sweet, innocent Dallon is too good for this cruel world and Mr Urie knows that. Also I'm sorry if anything gets too cheesy/weird, this is my first Brallon fic.. Nevertheless, enjoy, fellow Brallon shippers!

It's Brendon's first party, and things get out of hand quickly. His awkward behavior gets him into more than a panic attack behind a bathroom door. - This is a one shot to make up for the terrible smut in Baby, We're A Hurricane -