"Alright so I don't actually know how to start a journal or whatever but I'm Mikey way and I have a thing for my bassist friend, Pete Wentz."

((Basically this is one big messy gay bandom AU, features just about every ship in the emo trinity and a few more)) Frank is the only gay guy he knows, stuck in the rather restricting and conservative world of Catholic school with his two best friends and their Catholic upbringings, where his daily adrenaline hits come from smoking behind the art block with Jamia, who he reckons is on her path to being the next Lindsay Lohan. But then, things really do change, because perhaps Jamia's matchmaking abilities aren't quite as shitty as Frank reckons, and perhaps this 'social gathering' he's dragged along to, does have some benefit to him after all. And perhaps, Frank will draw a face to the name of Gerard - Mikey's older brother, who really despite living in the same town, is worlds away from the reality Frank's stuck in. And on the subject of the unlikely, will Mikey ever finally figure out that Alicia Simmons really doesn't give a fuck about croquet?

Pete Wentz: A seventeen-year-old homosexual. Gets kicked out of his house because of this. That doesn't matter, though. Pete doesn't care about when his next meal will be or the next time he'll get to wash his clothes. He likes living in the present, doing what he loves and being happy. Pete can still write music without a home and he's grateful. Sure, it's rough because his dad smashed his prized bass, but he manages. Mikey Way: A sixteen-year-old virgin. A fact he gets picked on a lot for. Well, he's done. Absolutely-fucking-done. He wants an escape. He wants to live, not just survive. So maybe it's just best if he just stops everything himself.

Pete has nowhere to go, and Mikey has the world resting on his shoulders. Horrible description, I know. NOTE: I do not own any of the characters in this story.

darling: i can't sleep panda: again? darling: i can never sleep without you by my side pete wentz/mikey way au

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.

This is just a book full of pikey ( pete wentz and mikey way ) short imagines.

Frank is a hopelessly short, hopelessly desperate, and just generally hopeless highschooler, whose only friend is the amazingly tall kid with the 'fro: Ray Toro. School is mundane, school is just, well, school: Lindsey Ballato is a goddess, Pete Wentz is a MySpace whore, and Brendon Urie totally deserved getting kicked in the balls last summer, but then Mikey fucking Way turns up and before Frank knows it he's over at the Way household and swooning over an unfairly hot older brother who has totally just made out with an overly casual Lindsey Ballato. And that's not even to mention Gerard's past and sort of ex-boyfriend Bert McCracken who he kind of did, kind of didn't leave in the old town he and Mikey just moved from, but what is for sure is that Gerard Way can't help but stare at Mikey's sort of best friend, Frank, just a little too much. But Gerard is older and sort of world's away from Frank's league: he's like Lindsey Ballato - unobtainable and godly, and most definitely a member of the elite sex club that Frank reckons Lindsey's involved in. And this elite club of people who've seen Gerard Way naked? Let's say, Frank Iero wants in... to Gerard's pants. However Mikey thinks that it's less of a club and more of a support group.

Pete Wentz/ Mikey Way. The beginning is a little cliche, bare with me. It's your typical love story. Boy meets boy when one of them is pick-pocketing the other. You know, the usual. Wait, that's not a typical story line? Dang. DEDICATED TO MY FAVORITE PETEKEY SHIPPER ALEX :))))))

Gerard was late, and it was fucking raining. He'd missed the bus and it was fucking raining, and he was totally going to get dropped from the play if he was late again and he was so fucking screwed, but honestly Gerard wasn't all that keen on it when he'd heard the only main part he'd managed to get in this damn theatre group was of a fucking crossdresser. For someone who was supposed to be in the closet, he was doing an awfully bad job of it. Frank Iero was Gerard's favourite punk ass skater dickhead, that he was currently working on eternally denying to himself the crush he had on Frank, which totally didn't exist of course, but Frank was really cute, and Gerard was really stupid; stupid enough to think that he could totally pull off pretending to be a girl in order for heterosexual Frank Iero to fall for him. Surely, this was truly the worst idea Gerard Way has ever had.