Weekeman Stories

"You may just like the opening band." It's Dallon W. x Ryan S. for you uncultured swines. It's a quality ship with not nearly enough content on this hellhole of a platform. Doing my part to spread this masterpiece across the internets. Will be swearing. No smut.

*THIS IS A TEASER. THIS STORY WILL BE COMPLETED BEFORE REGULAR UPDATES BEGIN TO ENSURE POSTS HAPPEN IN A TIMELY MANNER. PLEASE BE PATIENT.* - A prestigious Jedi who fights tooth and nail to bring peace to the galaxy, turning a blind eye to war crimes and straying from the Jedi Code. An infamous Bounty Hunter who disapproves of the war and walks the line between both sides, hustling them equally in the process. - This story is being written with my pal @offine_songs ! Give them some love!

And when all the other ships had sank, Weekeman rose.

OK BEFORE YALL SAY ANYTHING I respect and love Dallon and Breezy together, so yeah. Just wrote this for fun :) • Also Breezy doesn't exist in this. Sorry. • • • • "Oh my god I never got over that crush." Ryan Seaman has reunited with his best friend in their current band, IDKHBTFM. He realizes he didn't outgrow his small crush, that he first developed when he was in the Brobecks, and he feels incredibly guilty about it. • • • Started: 2/15/2019

weekman oneshots from me (ao3; regionals / joshler acc @regionaI)

Prince Weekes, or Dallon Weekes, which he prefers, falls in love in the chip aisle with a weird kid with bright blue hair that offers to buy him food that wasn't fifty-cent ramen noodles at the ungodly hour of midnight, not realizing that the handsome, tall stranger was in fact the missing heir to the throne.

I'm looking for a fanfic I read before. If anyone can get in touch with the original author, please forward it.🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

I honestly don't know what to put here. Just check it out if you want. It's summer camp based.

Note from the author: I'm pretty sure I won't be updating the book anymore. If you want to read my better stuff, my week[e]man book is where it's at! - I wanted to practice some writing, so why not write about my favorite bands? There will be swearing, but no smut. You guys are free to leave suggestions. Hope you guys enjoy!

Dallon Weekes plays violin for passerby on the downtown street. Every once in a while, a coin or a dollar gets dropped into the instrument's case. At the end of the day, all Dallon cares about is the numbers. Ryan Seaman works at the small coffee shop on the corner. He sees Dallon almost every day, since the shop seems to be the violinist's favorite spot. Ryan listens to Dallon as well, when he gets the chance. But how will Dallon react when he finds a different kind of number buried in the violin case?

A prideful sergeant who can piece together evidence and crime scenes in the blink of an eye. An arrogant detective who can spot any lie from a mile away. Inspired by the "On Duty" series by @nevergiveyoupeace. Please go check them out :') A huge shoutout to my pal @badflowersteph for co-writing this with me!

requests are and probably always will be open. Some will be platonic some will be in relationship

the following facts are from an Instagram account called idkhowfacts. I did not make the pictures, all credit goes to that account !! enjoy :)

Dallons and Ryans Relationship: married Kiddos: 2 Doggos: 1 Weird shit, weird little fam. (in progress of editing)

Pastel: Adj. Used to describe something of perfection "The Way He Looked At Me Was The Most Perfect Pastel." (ex: Rain on a window, high heels on pavement, Sunset On The Ocean) Ryan may not speak but Dallon Weekes makes him wish that he did.

dont take this seriously, I dont intend to offend or attack anyone. relax, its fiction

don't believe in everything you think, kid. aka one shots :)

‼️‼️Trigger Warning‼️‼️ Self Harm / / Suicidal Thoughts ‼️‼️Trigger Warning‼️‼️ 3:00 AM Unknown Number: I'm sorry. |•|•|•|•|•|•|•|•|•|•|•|•|•|•|•|•|•|•|•|•|•|•|•|•|•| This is my first fan fic I'm gonna try to take seriously so like please lend me some helpful criticism? Started 08/04/18 Published 08/05/18 Finished ?? Prequel ?? Sequel ??

" Impatient, Dallon ? " Ryan asked his voice low, and coated in lust "F-fuck, please I-I need you" Ryan hummed against his neck " beg" Ryan commend "p-please, Ryan please" Dallon beg as commended " Please what, I can't read your mind" Ryan teased " F-fuck me" Dallon moaned desperately "As you wish". What's one way to ruined new found success, get drunk, Fuck your band mate, and end up getting pregnant like some slutty high schooler, and that what exactly Dallon did.