Mikey es un drogadicto con 12 años de experiencia. Pete tiene una tienda de música y necesita un empleado.

donde los recuerdos recaen, dejando que la melancolía invada, el fantasma de los recuerdos, el alma rota y el último suspiro en el limbo de la vida.

You are my favorite "what if" you are my best "I'll never know"

Mikey loves Pete. Pete loves him, too. They dont know it yet. So he stares at the stars that remind him of Pete. untill that one night everything changes... ...under the stars TW: SMUT MENTIONS SUICIDE SMOKING SWEARING DRINKING ik it sounds bad, but i swear it's not. i got this idea from a oneshot that i wrote called "stargazing." u can find it on my PeteKey oneshots. anyway, warnings bf the chapters and Author Note at end. Enjoy! This-mom Oneshot reminded me of Everlong by foo fighters and Cemetery Drive by McR.

Just a generic Frerard and Petekey highscholl AU

(Completed) 1837, England; Lord Michael Way, the Juliet, the Duke's son with a taste for unconventional women meets Peter Wentz, the Romeo, the tailor's son with a bad habit of falling in love with the wrong people. A Petekey fic written in the Victorian era. Written by @HellaBrendon and @musicalromantic. March; 2017- October; 2017

Deaf au *COMPLETED* -don't forget to vote and comment!- start: 2016.4.16 finish: 2016.6.7

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.

"i need a summer fling." "and you thought that i was the best choice?" "well, obviously."

-No me dejes morir, Gerard.- jadeo sintiendo como sus pulmones se llenaban por última vez.- No me dejes morir.