Marshmello Stories

Hello everyone, this is my first story created by me (it's just fanfic) Well, this is where the following comes from. . . [Hola a todos, esta es mi primera historia creada por mi (es solo fanfic) Bueno, de aquí surge la siguiente] What if.....if deadmau5 could meet Marshmello transformed into a demonic beast dominated by the power of Svdden Death??? (and this is how the story will be about) lol, this will also have a translation into Latin Spanish. . . [¿Qué pasaría si... si deadmau5 pudiera encontrarse con Marshmello transformado en una bestia demoníaca dominada por el poder de Svdden Death??? (y así es como se tratará la historia) jajaja, esto también tendrá traducción al español latino]

a story of alot of musicians visit a fans house and some how got traped inside with a murderer and get killed one by one. ENJOY

Different cities. Different countries. Both still find a way to find one another somehow and look back on the day they met eachother.

Marshmello and Slushii have the time of their lives in the Neon Desert Music Festival! But, Marshmello, Finds Someone Of His Own Kind..

Title basically explains it all ?‍♀️ Well don't trace or steal or my art please! Also y'all can suggest things for me to draw since I have so much art block,,,

Amorus Phelipea always loves music of any genre, until, she herself is the music, she only has 220 days to choose one person to love and be with in the real world or else, she'll be stuck in there forever. Can she hear the song outside or will she be stuck in there for eternity?

No one thought of this so consider me the Odd one out. Marshmello Real Name: Chris Family: Unknown Sexuality: Straight Age: 19 Hobbies: DJ'ing Personality: Quiet, nice, weird Semblance: Can turn himself into an actual marshmallow, so nothing can kill him, but it strains himself at the point he can pass out. Other: Always wears a bucket on his head to hide his identity Weapon: DJ set

❝We're just dumb, teenage kids. ❞ 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝: 𝟗/𝟏𝟎/𝟏𝟗 𝐄𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝:

marshmello and slushii they're close friends. but could it be possible that there is more? And if so will it ever last?

will i ever be the chosen person ? will i ever be the one that everbody has been waiting for ? will i ever the ONE ? i think i can ... but.. who wil helpme ... who will be my guiding light ? click on this story to find out

Her dream was to become a famous musician. She had fought through rows and layers of suicide and death, fighting anything that tried to haunt her, but she had one dream. That dream was ruined when the Crash happened, and she was left with broken ribs and a broken arm. Meeting one of her favorite DJs was the biggest thing that could've happened, and it was all a coincidence, or maybe not, when she finally met him. With music and a career, and even a little help from Meowingtons, Morrigan had bug hopes and dreams with her musician. It was going to be a long experiment, and a lot of errors were going to be made, but this wasn't going to stop her. She had a family and friends to keep in line, and soon a little help and a little more. Will Morrigan be able to go and save herself from these ghosts? or will they drag her under as well?

Collection of stories made from ideas I have. Feel free to use as long as you tag or credit me. Hope you enjoy.

The young music producer Christopher Comstock also known as Marshmello studies at a university in L.A. His friend Alan Walker comes to visit him again after a long time. But then they realize that they might be more than just friends...

all of my ships

Aquí puedes escuchar tu música favorita electrónica.

-¡¿PORQUE MI HIJO ESTA BAÑADO DE PIES A CABEZA DE PINTURA PLATEADA?!- -Es color rata-

You collapse when meeting marshmello in a concert and he makes sure your ok. You get taken back to his house so he can see how you are doing and you stay the night. Marshemllo and you start fooling off and having little pillow fights. You both start catching feelings for each other and marshmello really wants you to be his.

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