Idkhbtfm Stories

so as of now sep 8 2019 i had my phone taken away. but i have a computer for school. and im bored so enjoy theses pics with me eventually I'll add videos from youtube

The angst, the party's, the love, the confusion... Only one word to describe that... teenagers. Brendon Boyd Urie. Loud, funny, talented, hyper and incredibly handsome, But what most people don't know about him is that he constantly doubts himself and is constantly giving into the voices in his head. He is forced to go to church and be the "perfect son" his family has always wanted him to be. Dallon James Weekes. A quiet, calm, talented, and handsome tall glass of water. But almost nobody knows about his family life and what he keeps inside. It takes a lot to see what's going on in his beautiful -yet scary- mind. **TRIGGER WARNING *FIRST FANFICTION AND I KNOW BRALLON IS DEAD BUT I CAN STILL DREAM*

A small two part story i wrote a couple years ago. Mind you, it's been years & my writing might be as good in this. Still, i like the story so it's still here (: (also if you're cringing, so am i. Maybe some day I'll rewrite this)

Amy was assigned away from Hell for a good reason, but that reason wasn't to become a chart-topping indie artist. With the help of his longtime ally, Blair White, they used their demonic powers to his advantage. But Amy has competition, another celebrity demon, N∅kk, who (under orders) will keep him from what he wants. uhhh swearing and demons im using songs in this fic and they are NOT my own, unless specified, thanks

Dallon's favorite thing is rain. How the downpours sound just right, how amazing it is to have water pouring from magical translucent cotton balls in the sky. Ryan's isn't, but that doesn't stop him from spending time with Dallon in his preferred place of escape. also, this is a bit of an AU. but not really. it could be possible in the future, i don't know.

just my trashy gay rants and my cringey complaining about how much i hate my life¯\_(ツ)_/¯ i also occasionally make edits(; ngl these are tøp knotch emo meme edits so you're welcome literally one chapter of this book will be me genuinely angry about something, and then the next will be me being super happy and ecstatic lmao. it makes for a delightful time lol. trigger warnings: mentions of self harm lots of depressing thoughts and sometimes suicidal thoughts cuz im a fun person!! also, when i'm mad i pretty much ignore empathy for the period of time and don't really think much of what i'm saying, so i'm just telling y'all that there's some harsh stuff about religion. at the time, i wasn't thinking much of it, but i just wanna say that no matter your religion, i'm cool with it and i accept you as long as you don't try to shove it down my throat.

You meet your favorite bamd, I Don't Know How But They Found Me, but something's off...

So basically every chapter I will press the random word generator on my phone get a word read is definition and then write a brallon chapter based on it

✨An idkhow Fanfiction oneshot✨ Dallon and Ryan get done with a show one night and are exhausted as shit. They go to their hotel room and find that there's only one bed... what will unfold next?

Mikey way- Milky Way Gerard Way- Gerard_Way Frank Iero- Frankie Ray Toro- Princess fro fro Bob- Bob_Bryar😓 Brendon- Beebo Kenny- GuitarBoi Dallon- Daddy_Long legs Dan- Dan🐾 Pete- Pepe wentz Patrick- PatPat Andy- Andy rules Joe- Joey❤ Tyler- Tay Tay Josh- Jish Unknown-Chole Audrey- MCR Fan👑

⚠️TRIGGER WARNING⚠️ Defining moments from the lives of the members of "Undead" and "9lives".

love /ləv/ an intense feeling of deep affection.

TW// violence, death, hostage situations Y'know, just your standard random-ass mafia 80s crackhead accounting do it all the time Dallon fic.

Brendon and Dallon are best friends made to play a couple in the school production is there a hint of truth hidden between these lines or is it just for show. 💖💖

made by the idkhow dorm The best dorm at emo school

Rating : R The dreams I have are vivid. It's scary, how much of the memories resurface as nightmares, and I can only hope that what I see are never actual fragments of the past. I fall victim to reliving these sick plays of myself that I can no longer tell are parts of my missing life or just twisted realities my brain has learnt to create. Disclaimer : Not real, never happened. Characters are not mine, but the plot and writing are completely original.