Pete and Brendon are twins in high school. Obviously fraternal. Yes, different in looks and very different in personality. Pete Wentz is the bad boy. Rugged clothes, tattoos, Late nights and bad grades. Brendon is his total opposite. Polite, professionally dressed, perfect grades and an honest christian boy. It's no mystery who their strict religious parents favor more. But will Pete be changed for the better when an opportunity for success and love enters his life? And will Brendon change for the worst after falling for someone with a past too dark to light?

Highschool is a living hell. At least that's Gerard's opinion because he can't pass the hallways without being shoved against lockers or called a "fag". God, how Gerard hated this word. In his last year of school, he decides to take a risk and starts a school project in which he wants to find out why all of his teachers and classmates hate homosexual people so much. For his project "homophobia is gay" he interviews a few people but decides that this won't be enough. What if he could introduce one of them to his world and show them that it's not bad to be gay? And what if this person was Frank Iero, the guy who has a list of girls he slept with right under his mattress at home, and an abhorrence against the red-headed boy? *Warnings*: bad language, homophobia, smut, abuse

"He smelled flowery, he was a carrier. In this world of breeders and carriers (neutrals, too, but they didn't really have a specific smell), there were different scents. Carriers were very flowery when they were simply carriers but they were fruity when they were pregnant- Freddie was flowery. Breeders smelled very masculine, there was no actual way to describe it but carriers loved it." Imagine 1980 Freddie Mercury and the classic Jim Hutton that we all know and love. Now imagine them in 2016 London, Queen was never a thing and everyone is just average- it's quite interesting. I'm awful at descriptions, sorry. Mpreg? Of course. Mature content? Duh! None of the pictures used in chapters belong to me. [started August 29, 2016 - finished November 6, 2016]

John didn't move for a good minute or two. Then he set down his guitar and stood up. He walked over and sat down on the edge of Paul's bed and cupped the younger boy's face in his hands. "Paulie, listen to me. I'm in love with you. You. You, and no one else. I will never love someone the way I love you. Nor will I love someone to such intensity. I love you. I love you. I love you." Paul smiled. Because it was exactly what he needed to hear to put his brain at ease. "I know....I love you, too."