"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.…
"Who's the twerp? Is that your brother or something, Bren?""Uh, no. This is Da--" He felt a small pinch on the back of his hand, he had to hide the wince from that pinch. The little shit is actually taking advantage of his situation."T-This is my sister's son, uh... Darren.""Nephew then. Weird. He looks like Dallon."*Completed*…
"Well, I'm surprised he even has fans."Brendon jokes as a fan fawns over Dallon's works during The Brobecks.Dallon just laughs at it as if it was nothing.But in Kenneth's eyes, he can see the hurt in the taller man's eyes each time the vocalist does it.…
"Why are you here?"The taller man shrugs as he looks drenched, standing still against the rush of raindrops falling from the sky. "I'm just here when I need to be."…
"So whose your other half of the cookie?" He asked the guy, who barely looked at him as he stood by his table."Doesn't matter."(Brallon Oneshot AU)…
"W-Where am I?""It's a place where you're not suppose to be."Brendon wanders off into the night, drunk and wasted. He has lost all hope to live, since the love of his life left him for someone else. That person is everything he dreamed of a future with. Why bother living when that future is gone?In his drunken stupor, he brings himself into a place he's not quite familiar with, not knowing that the said place would change how he thinks about life. Or 'death', rather.(One Shot AU)…
"I always knew you'd make it.""Yeah. You really did."(One Shot AU)…
"This is Dallon's favorite."(One Shot AU)…
"Wait, who the hell is he?""That's John. He's the vocalist of The Maine that we're having a tour with."The time Dallon made a (unlikely tall) friend and Brendon is not jealous. Nope.(One Shot AU)…
Dallon Weekes, approximately 28 years, 42 weeks, 3 hours and 2 minutes old was a piemaker, and an occassional morgue visitor who interviews dead bodies as a sideline job. When he signed up for a new case with a detective, he never asked for a famous murdered singer with a weird band name to be attached to him, but hey that's just his life.(Pushing Daisies AU)…
It's the day Dallon's on food sampling duty at the supermarket. It's probably the easiest job for him to get paid for. Just offer some cubes of cheese with a toothpick and smile. It's really easy, simple and fun.But the one time things were odd was when this guy keeps coming back, taking samples from him probably for the 7th time....Oh, look. He's coming back.(One Shot AU)…
"Dallon, why are we lying on the floor?""...We're bonding."We all have that silently eccentric friend that makes our lives a bit insane. But Brendon doesn't mind 'insane', so long as he gets to be with Dallon.(One Shot AU)…
"Uh, so this isn't my class?""No it isn't, Mr. Urie."A new teacher keeps barging into Dallon's class by mistake.Or is it?(Brallon One Shot AU)…
5 times Brendon said 'I love you', and one time he finally meant it.(One shot Brallon AU)…
I've never heard him say...(Brallon One Shot AU)…
Brendon thinks clowns are stupid. Well, they were paid to be stupid, so there's that.But he's pretty much taking it back what he said when he meets a ridiculously tall clown at his niece's birthday party.(Brallon One Shot AU)…
"...Are you taking the Dr. Pepper?""Yes.""W-Well, I was hoping you can maybe, let me have this for now?""No."A day in which Dallon only wanted a Dr. Pepper for Christmas and now he has to fight some guy over it just to have it.Ah, Christmas.(One Shot AU)…
Just something to rant about: life, bandoms/ bands, things in my thoughts, or probably just something interesting to tell.…
Not a fanfic, but these series of letters contains the author's thoughts for Dallon Weekes.…
Tyler and his imaginary friend, Blurryface.(Oneshot AU)…