Weekman Stories

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?

Ryan is your typical poor misbehaving teenager. Dallon is a rich kid with a giant heart. How will they change each other's lives for the better? A/N: I'm weak for When The Day Met The Night (song) and Weekman is my current favorite ship. This is based off the song in multiple ways. Enjoy!

Two teenagers joining first year of Uni split a room between eachother and become best flatmates but one Has a secret to hide from the other

An emo band group chat

"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.

Weekman oneshot [[TRIGGER WARNINGS]] Murder, Blood (nothing super graphic!) toxic relationship(??) I look over to my lover in the drivers seat next to me, smiling gently at him as I grab his hand and squeeze it softly a few times, sighing happily as I look out the window of the car. Tour was finally over and we were able to just be together for the day without having any responsibilities or needing to think about anything besides each other.

what can go wrong? • • • rewriting this cause I dislike it so much even though y'all seem to love it

So I guess this is my first proper fanfiction, it's gonna be a short one I think. I hope you guys like it and if you could comment suggestions of other ships I could write for I would really appreciate it :)

Dallon is an openly gay prince looking for a husband. Ryan is abused by his father and in his final year of high school. What will happen when their two worlds collide? TRIGGER WARNING! There will be some self harm in this story so if that triggers you then you don't have read it.

This is going to be a short story- just a few chapters but with 1000+ words. Enjoy. Major trigger warning for self harm and suicide attempt

"we're lost somewhere in outer space, in a hotel room where demons play" this is so old and cringey please do not read it

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

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

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.

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.

Ryan Seaman is a Panic! At The Disco fanboy, who meets his idol, Dallon Weekes. What could go wrong?

" 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.