*** REUPLOAD FROM AO3 *** Mikey Way grew up heavily involved in the church. Hymnals, scriptures, and bible verses were like second languages to him. He'd been attending a heavily Christian boarding school in a Chicago suburb for as long as he could remember, and religion was one of the only consistencies in his life. The church had always been his home, even if he had to subconsciously repress major parts of himself to stay holy. Pete Wentz grew up in a religious household, attending church every week and always dreading it more than cattle dreads being turned into meat. By the time he hit puberty, he knew that he liked boys and that the religion he was forced into was not for him. Now, Pete and Mikey are both seventeen. After an excessive, tumultuous argument between Pete and his parents about his sexuality, they decide to send him off to a Christian boarding school, hoping he'd be cured of his so-called sin. Pete is convinced that he's gonna hate it there. That all changes when he arrives and meets the cute (and very, very religious) dirty blonde haired boy with whiskey brown eyes that's now his roommate.

Pete Wentz was used to late night hook-ups, drunken kisses, and getting on his knees. For anyone. Mikey Way was used to coffee cups, The Smiths, and hearing about his brother's boyfriend every second. So why Pete Wentz ended up writing Mikey Way a song and performing it at a house party was beyond everyone.

[storia non adatta ai deboli di cuore, stracolma di cringe e di errori grammaticali intenzionali, l'autrice si esonera da qualsiasi malore o reclamo riguardante la storia] Conosciamo tutti Denis Dosio, il classico ragazzo che fa mille stories dicendo "io non sono un sadico, sono un DOMINATTORE" o un porno attore nell'eventualità (che più down non si può, sono più dominatore io di Lui- EH SCHERZAVO È PIÙ DOMINATORE SALVINI.) E qui entra in gioco proprio lui, l'unico ed inimitabile Matteo Salvini che lo renderà il suo "baby boy" altro che far inzuppare il biscottino a Dosietto cazzetto Prendete questa storia con ironia, l'ho scritta solo per strappare un sorriso a chi la legge per alleggerire il periodo che stiamo vivendo. Non diffondiamo odio, ogni mio commento è ironico. #1 in "lol" #1 in "viziatine" #1 in "noia" #1 in "Gesù" #1 in "Hello Kitty" #1 in Matteo Salvini

Gerard Way is the new guy in town, quiet, artistic, and carrying more baggage than he lets on. Frank Iero is the school's resident fuckboy-charming, reckless, and hiding behind a well-crafted façade. They aren't supposed to fit together, but somehow, they do. As their lives become entangled, Gerard starts to unravel the boy beneath Frank's mask, and Frank finds himself drawn to the raw, messy truth of Gerard's world. Love shouldn't feel like an addiction, like a vice tightening around their throats, like something that could destroy them both. But it does. And neither of them is willing to let go. Warnings: Smut, underage sex, self-harm, drug/alcohol abuse, family issues, homophobia, mental health struggles, eating disorders, suicide, SA