Put a bunch of gays in a group chat and this is what you get --- Not my idea! I've seen loads of fics like this and I like these so im writing one myself --- lowercase and bad punctuation and grammar intended

"This is your Emergency Broadcast System announcing the commencement of the Annual Purge. At the siren, all crime, including murder, will be legal for 12 hours. All emergency services will be suspended. Your government thanks you for your participation." DalPalWeekes 2015/16

/Who said hauntings were scary? Being haunted by Brendon Urie is anything but that!/

"You know... You ruined me." "Did I?" "Entirely." ____________ Collaborative story between qualityfanfiction and AnxietyAtTheBall

ⓢⓤⓜⓜⓐⓡⓨ ψ This teenaged girl has a lot going on in her life. Boys, friends, school, family... She's lonely and she takes her life at stake even when somebody simply looks at her the wrong way. She doesn't trust...just wants somebody to be there for her. But who? That's what she needs to decide. ★***WARNING!!! DO NOT READ IF YOU'RE FRAGILE WITH SCENARIOS THAT HAVE TO DO WITH SWEARING AND SELF-HARM***★

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"I-I'm gonna go... s-shower." "M'kay." he said, "I'll be here." I ran Into his room and grabbed my shorts and a tank top from the extra dresser he kept here for me for when my mom was out of town. All I could find in my underwear were thongs, ones that I knew I didn't buy. "Brendon what the hell did you do with my regular underwear, and where did those thongs come from?" "I gave you a Victorias Secret makeover." "Oh," I blushed, "Well, thank you." I walked back into his room and undressed. I shut his door and turned the shower on to lukewarm. When I stepped in I let the water trickle down my back. I shampooed and conditioned my short hair and washed my body with all the shampoo that he kept for me. It only took another 15 minutes to shave everything. Then I stepped out into the cold air of the bathroom. I wrapped a towel around myself and dried off a bit before putting anything on. I put on my cerulean blue lace thong and bra. It was a beautiful set and I was in love with it. I started to dry my hair with a towel when I realized I left the rest of my clothes in Brendons room. I threw the towel in the hamper and looked at my shiny black toe nails as I walked into brendons room. I looked around for the clothes but all I saw was Brendon sitting on the bed. Suddenly I became more self conscious. I looked around for something to hider myself but there was nothing. Finally I saw a blanket but when I reached for it Brendon said, "No," "What?" He stood up. "I wanted to see how you looked in them." I blushed as he came closer to me and grabbed my hands. "God, you are so fucking beautiful."

"Well, I make things, fix things, and collect stuff." "Like what?" "Well, I can fix cars and broken toys and I make and collect..." He paused. "Dolls." his voice a bare whisper. "What?" "Oh, nothing." __________________ InsanelyFrancesca© AnxietyAtTheBall© InsaneAtTheBall©

Izabel Rose was just looking for a change in her life. Her High School years would soon be over and she still didn't know what she wanted. When she meets Brendon Urie her life is suddenly flipped upside down. Come back in time with me to when the band Panic! At the Disco was just beginning their senior year. Just keep in mind... maybe sometimes hope is all you really need.