Some short little Petekey stories for all your Petekey needs.

Pete has always been a 'bad kid' his parents hated him, the girls loved him, and he had plenty of friends. That all changed when he's sent away to boarding school. He gets his anger out by making fun of people, one boy in particular, and the fact that the boy liked other boys and wore skirts, Mikey way. But Pete gets a weird feeling in his stomach when he sees the boy, and he can't put his finger on what it is. Mikey way just looks a little too pretty in all of those skirts.

( NOT TRYING TO MAKE FUN OF TOURETTE'S SYNDROME, IF ANYTHING I HOPE THIS WILL RAISE AWARENESS. ) In which Pete Wentz has got Tourette syndrome, which he doesn't care about, but also does at times; and in which he adores Mikey Way.

⇢ Belgard; a sweet or loving look ⇠ ⇝ Curiosity often got the better of Pete, especially when he was a kid. He would ask too many questions, especially about the distorted face he saw every time he looked in a mirror. "- you'll see a picture of a pretty girl." "But mom, I see a boy." ⇝ AU where your reflection in a mirror is a distorted reflection of your soulmate and as you grow closer to them, it begins to become clearer until you know who it is. ⇝ other ships included: frerard, ryden, brallon, joshler, jalsey, tylerxjenna, rikey, joncer, lindseyxjamia ⇝ credit to @curiously for the cover idea

**DISCONTINUED** Welcome to the unfortunate romance of Pete Wentz, Tumblr celebrity who uses a bit too much eyeliner, and Mikey Way, the transgender boy with a minor Jensen Ackles obsession.

"People are like leaves, they can't stay forever." Pete Wentz knows this. Someone tells him this everyday. Everyday Pete gets a letter from someone he supposedly doesn't know, or at least that's what they say. He knows basically everything about them and he wants to know more, when the letters stop coming. petekeyaf 2015 ©

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

I'm Mikey Way, the grand twenty year old virgin and general klutz when it came to anything vaguely romantic, with a twenty five year old hermit of a brother who only leaves the basement to visit his not quite boyfriend, Frank. I'm also an anti-social mess who's most definitely going to get kicked out of his English course at college by the professor who's more than a little convinced I'm a pyromaniac, unless by some miracle the guy I met at the comic store who wants to suck me off is actually a reincarnation of William Wordsworth. I think Pete may be one of the weirdest people I've ever met, I mean, there are not many people who find amusement in so casually involving blowjobs in their first conversation with you. Pete was a man whore, I thought man whore was a pretty weird term, but I guess Pete was a pretty weird person, so it just sort of fit, like pieces in a puzzle, or a dick in his mouth, apparently. Maybe things would end up with Pete being my friend, or maybe even something more than that, wouldn't that just be... odd? Puzzle pieces, huh? But things are never quite that straight forward, things just love to stray just off the key of reason.

Incoming call: pweezy420@gmail.com declined - cover; @curiously

"you look lost." »»» pete takes a road trip across america for one reason and one reason only; to finally be alone. »»» "and, christ, it's raining..." »»» and yet, when he picks up a scrawny hitchhiker with a crooked smile and an impressive CD collection, he starts to change his mind. »»» "do you need a ride?" »»» but there's so much more to the story. »»» "hop in." #2 in PETEKEY #3 in FOB by wesley tyler (he/they)