"Seu coração gelou em seu peito ao notar um rosto tão conhecido por si no meio daqueles indivíduos. Um rosto bastante marcante. Era meio arredondado, boca grande demais, olhos escuros, os cabelos negros e curtos. O dono do tal rosto parecia estar concentrado em seu smartphone, mas logo ele bloqueou a tela e inclinou-se um pouco para a direita para guardá-lo na calça que usava. Aquele rosto - aquele maldito rosto - o persegue em seus sonhos por quase todas as noites." [Originalmente publicada no Spirit Fanfiction]

I had this thought one night at like three am and it was really cute so I'm making it into a story. It's really just mindless fluff and has no expostition or climax or plot by any means but I love it nonetheless ( ' ▽ ' )ﾉ

187-653-3378: Honestly dude, fuck Josh 187-653-3378: Oh wait wrong number lol 187-390-2729: No wait what the fuck did Josh do now I wanna know 187-653-3378: I don't even know your name

Look, I didn't ask to be put in the same hotel room as Joe. There was a lot of tension between us since I had developed feelings for him, I just wanted to avoid him. Do you have any idea how hard it is to try to escape gay thoughts!? It's not that easy. Oh god i'm going to end up saying something i'll regret tonight. GUYS FOR REASONS YOU WILL SEE RYAN IS iN PANIC! STILL OKAY?

Imagines about our favorite beans

Joe and Andy are married with a child.

Joe Trohman and Andy Hurley grew up in Chicago in the 90s and early 2000s. In 2001, their lives were changed by the formation and success of their pop-punk group, Fall Out Boy. But before the fame and money and fans, before they met Pete and Patrick, they were just two teenage guys who liked punk music. And after that, they were two teenage guys who fell in love.

Andy gets sick and Joe takes care of him.

Sometimes you gotta tell a secret. (discontinued)