The words were spiteful, but the kiss was real. Valentine's day standalone 2015.

Pete adores Mikey. He's beautiful in a ratty old Anthrax tee and frayed jeans. She's beautiful in strawberry lipstick and a tight black skirt. They're beautiful in that soft blue jumper as Pete's perfect agender angel. But Mikey's dad doesn't seem to agree.

"I'll teach you how to be even more irresistible than you already are, Wentz," THIS IS BEING REWRITTEN AND I WOULD GREATLY APPRECIATE IF YOU STAYED AWAY FROM THIS ONE. THANKS.

Brendon Urie is a dick. Ryan Ross likes dick. How convenient. Feat. Bully!Brendon and Victim!Ryan, this dramatic whirlwind of high school AU angst will leave you screaming with frustration and sobbing with heartache. ((Maybe. Idk. You're probably not that emotional, it's really just an emo mess that involves a lot of you wanting to hit Brendon Urie. Anyways,)) Enjoy !

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full glasses and empty minds.

(Cover made by the amazing @alltimetrashcan) Tyler: your typical shy new kid Josh: the unpopular nice guy When the two meet, they become best friends. All is happy and well-with a few bumps along the way, of course- and everything goes as a happy Joshler you'd expect. Until you forget to expect the unexpected. Read more to find out what happens ;) •Sorry this description sucks, the book is better•

REWRITING

((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?

Frank is twenty eight: he's mentally stable for the most part, and well nobody has to know about pills he takes twice a day, do they? He's normal now, he's a person now, he's a fucking adult with an office job and he fucking hates it and that's fine, because he got out of the mental hospital three years ago, and these past three years of mundane nothingness have been the best three years of his life. Ten years ago, or so, Frank was in love with a boy called Gerard with fiery red hair and the personality of a switchblade knife, and ten years ago that boy called Gerard had killed himself. Frank still saw him though: hallucinations, as he knew them to be now, and it took him years in a hospital he never thought he'd get out of to convince himself of his newfound sanity, but he was okay now. Twenty eight year old Frank Iero had been officially 'okay' since he was twenty five. He hadn't seen Gerard again, and he didn't even think about the guy - he was just normal, and he was almost painfully content with being the secretary to someone with a five figure salary. But of course, on one fateful morning in December, that has to go and change, doesn't it? (Technically a sequel to Summertime, but I wouldn't say you need to have read Summertime to understand and enjoy this)