Unhappy. Alone. Unwanted. Hated. An eighteen year old Pete Wentz tries to kill himself, finally giving up on life altogether. But is stopped by someone he hasn't seen since he was twelve years old.

If you've read my story Kik Me Sometime then you've probably heard the requests for a Stripper AU Well, I did it

Freaks of nature Science cannot explain them, but here they were A group of teens with certain supernatural abilities that they can't fully control They're held here, in this place covering as a looney bin But will their imprisonment really drive them to the point of insanity? Trigger warning for drugging and possible disturbing imagery. Stay alright lovelies

Vampire!Peterick/Brallon

When Pete shows up Sunday, mid-afternoon, for ten days of house sitting and "Keeping a general eye on things, Patrick, we know you're too old for a babysitter, but we worry," he looks exactly the same, except for a stupid haircut that makes him look like someone cut it when he was too drunk to look in a mirror, or something. "Hey, kid," he says, first thing, lugging a huge, shiny brown duffle behind him. It's slippery, nylon or something, and it keeps rubbing against Pete's jeans, making some sort of whispery zipper sound that sets Patrick's teeth on edge. "I'm here for Patricksitting. I assume you're the Patrick?" Link to the original story: http://adellyna.livejournal.com/355836.html

A gay twist on a Harlequin tale. CEO Pete Wentz is in trouble. After a very emotional breakup with his girlfriend (emotional on her end of course), She decided to ruin his life. By selling false stories about Pete being a homophobic asshole. But only half of that is true. The head of his marketing team decides that to totally expel the rumors, Pete should hire a guy to pose as his boyfriend. And Patrick Stump is just the man for the job. After his boyfriend of almost ten years breaks up with him, Patrick finds himself in a stump. (haha) He can't afford to live in their apartment alone and his paintings haven't been selling well. So when he gets offered a job to pretend to date someone for fifty thousand dollars, he jumps at the opportunity. But can he keep his heart out of this artificial relationship? Or will real emotions surface from this faked love?

[EDIT: THERE IS A REWRITTEN/REVISED VERSION OF THIS FANFIC ON MY ACCOUNT! BE SURE TO CHECK THAT OUT TOO!] Patrick Stump has recently transferred to yet another new high school as his father continues to search for work. Due to loss of a family member back when he was very young, Patrick had become mute and hardly spoke for himself, thus causing a lack of friendship and a social life. At this school it affects him greatly as he faces the vulgar lashes of many people. But then Patrick meets Pete Wentz, an extremely well-known socialite with a rough attitude. But underneath those layers of being socially aware, Pete is also very caring, this demeanor masked by his popularity. Upon the first day of meeting Patrick, Pete immediately sets his mind on urging him out of his cracking shell, and perhaps being flanked by deeper emotion held for the silent, short boy. edit (10/31/2020): please note that i wrote this in SIXTH GRADE!!! as of rn i am a senior in high school lmao so i apologize bc this fic is rlly uh...full of not-so-great writing and me not understanding how shit works

Pete Wentz loves fucking. And that's about the only thing he's ever loved in his life. Growing up in different foster homes made it difficult for him to form emotional attachments. Never having a foster parent or friend stick around long enough for him to feel anything besides betrayal when they finally left him. Up until the age of sixteen Pete convinced himself that he would never be able to connect with another human being. That was until he lost his virginity. Since that glorious summer almost ten years ago, Pete refused to go more than two days without being eight inches deep in someone. Age didn't matter. Looks didn't matter. Gender didn't matter. All that mattered was that he was finally able to feel something positive. Something that finally made him feel human. The only important thing in his life besides money and success. That was until he met Patrick Stump. The twenty two year old business prodigy. Or more importantly, the twenty two year old virgin. But it was more than just his untouched ass that caught Pete's attention. It was something warmer. Something deeper. Something he'd never felt in his twenty six years of living. And it was most definitely something he was going to try his hardest to avoid while he tried his hardest to fuck him. (VERY MATURE, GRAPHIC CONTENT. SO PLEASE DON'T READ IF YOU'RE NOT MATURE ENOUGH.)

They met on the subway. The only thing exchanged between them were not so subtle looks, until on his way out, the blond boy slips a paper to the brown haired boy. Kik me sometime? WentzisWack

"What are you doing here?" he asked. "Just sitting." I replied. His famous smile played across his face. "I mean, why are you here." "Because I love you!" "Why?" he tilted his head and raised an eyebrow. "Because I'm supposed to!" "You're supposed to?" I nodded. "I'm supposed to love you!" I nodded and smiled. ---- Peter Lewis Kingston Wentz The third, or Pete, was a troubled twenty one year old man. But you never really can tell what his issue is. He's in a band, has two of the coolest friends around, and has friends and family that loves him even when he came out that he's gay. What's wrong, right? His mind. He's having a real hard time accepting the fact that he thinks no one would ever love him, even the people he loves, the people he's supposed to love. Then this nerdy little kid comes in. Pete's never been one to fall for his type. Will this kid change his mind? Will this kid heal his mind? Is this kid the person he's supposed to love?