#when will Pete Wentz get over Mikey way?

[theemoquartetblog]

So much (for) stardust mini observations

I Am My Own Muse - kinda sounds like it could belong on the Nightmare Before Christmas’s soundtrack

Fake Out - lowkey sounds like an intro/outro to some Shonen anime with heavy homosexual subtext (from sound/music alone)

So Much (for) Stardust - the piano makes me think of an Eminem song I can’t recall in this very moment… unrelated, the pining in this song is immaculate

[wearenemies]

dashboard simulator

mutual 1: *poor quality image of pete wentz* does anybody know where i can buy a crowbar. for sexual purposes

mutual 2: my mikey way tulpa is coming along well

mutual 3: its so over after this mcr is breaking up forever theres no hope for us didnt you see the messaging in their staging. god. fuck its over

mutual 1: *image of patrick stump’s bulge*

mutual 4: im killing myself tomorrow

mutual 5: both of these blog posts may seem innocuous at first, but in fact when considered in relation to one another we can observe several similar phrases, and a pattern emerges in the pacing of his prose that proves without a doubt that he’s having an extramarital affair with his singer. first, the recurrence of the phra

mutual 1: i need to get a man pregnant

mutual 4: *joe trohman image* killing myself cancelled hello gorgeous 😍😍😍😍😍

mutual 6: mcr is releasing new music next week i know this deep in my soul the messaging in their staging is unmissable guys we have never been so fucking back in our lives

mutual 1: *image of patrick stump’s bulge*

mutual 3: *image of two members of my chemical romance publicly beating the snot out of one another* do you remember how we used to run

mutual 1: *image of patrick stump’s bulge*

mutual 7: frank iero is like a delicious steak to me i need to rip him apart like a feral dog

mutual 8: *the most stunning lovingly rendered drawing you’ve ever seen in your life of two middle aged musicians making out nasty style* just a quick doodle :)

mutual 4: my fucking bus was late killing myself is officially back on

mutual 5: *web weave consisting of sections of beautiful niche literature, medieval biblical illustrations, 17th century oil paintings, james baldwin quotations and peterick interviews*

mutual 1: *image of patrick stump’s bulge*

mutual 7: do you guys think i could cite unholyverse in my applied religious literature thesis i cant ask my professor because she blocked my email but idk i think it counts as a good modern text

mutual 2: guys i think my mikey way tulpa might be starting to crave blood

mutual 6: *ray toro image* im experiencing divine ecstasy i need her to [DATA EXPUNGED]

mutual 9: i cant listen to fall out boy anymore guys i had a nightmare where andy was chasing me in the dark forest it seemed really real

mutual 10 (unattached to bandom): out of the beatles john would for sure have the biggest boobs

mutual 1: what if it was called when we were freaky fest

[cosmicanchorite]

very recently learned about the pete wentz mikey way lore.. so crazy. all ill say is im glad i didnt know about all that a while ago (when i was kind of involved with someone i had intense feelings for over the summer and it was over by winter) because i would have been soooo sick and insane about it.. im stronger than pete though bc he was still thinking about that summer ten years later and i managed to get pretty normal in a few months

[signedjehanne]

dear white bandom tumblr, what the hell do you want us to say?

i’m tired. i’m really, really tired. 

look, what do you want us to say at this point? this was supposed to be a safe space, for the freaks and the outcasts, but we’ve long established that it is very much not safe. it’s crystal fucking clear.

and honestly, pretty much every white user on here is actively contributing to the hostility here. whether you like it or not, it’s not good to only reblog empty reassurances of anti-racism that do more service to yourself than to others. it’s not good to see poc on the dash trying to educate the white majority and doing everything possible to educate you, and either A) ignore it, B) like it, but don’t reblog it, because god forbid you sit with your discomfort for more than five seconds, or C) send racist anon hate to the original poster, or try to deflect their points. it’s not good to see something racist and let it slide. let me get this straight: none of these fans of color owe you anything. fans of color don’t owe you the time of day, fans of color don’t owe you education, and fans of color don’t owe you the dignity of a levelheaded reply in response to your racist comments. 

often times, we try to educate because we want this space to change. i mean, i didn’t have to write a five paragraph essay dissecting anti asian racism in mcr’s content. i did it because i was angry, and tired, and frustrated, and wanted the space to change. the same reason that every other ignored dissection and analysis that spent blood, sweat, tears, and emotional labor to make was created. a lot of the time you guys just don’t understand how much effort things like that take. and to be clear, this is not just the usual “oh my post didn’t go viral and i’m not a celebrity i’m so sad,” this is “i poured all of myself into trying to educate people that turned out to never care. i have been blatantly shown that the people around me aren’t interested in changing, no matter how much they claim to be.” 

and like, do you want me and countless other users to go in depth again? do you want us to jump from racist incident to racist incident? to hold your hand through explaining why making art of ray being arrested is bad, why gerard’s fetishization of asian people is bad, why making rising sun art and designs is bad, why reducing all of pete wentz’s work to being about mikey way is bad, why shaming people with non-european features for “not looking emo enough” is bad, why insulting and degrading pete and ray for their natural features is bad, why cropping ray out of tour videos is bad, why calling people slurs in their askboxes is bad? (and so much more that i didn’t add.) do you want us to go over the history of racism in alternative spaces as a whole? do you expect us to do all of those things for you on a whim, to make it palatable to you, as if we weren’t real people with real feelings behind the screen and as if we had infinite time and emotional energy? really? when there are many resources already out there, both online and offline? 

what all this tells me is you don’t see us as human. simple as that. you expect us to be able to take the abuse, to be able to silently let your racism pass, and if we ever speak up, you ignore the work we give to you and demand inhuman feats of patience and generosity, answering your every question and responding to your every debate and coddling you as you refuse to sit with the reality of the space you’ve helped to create. and that’s only if you claim to be on our side. 

it’s insane hearing you try to placate yourselves. trying to mindlessly agree without looking inward. i know this sounds harsh, but i know that most of you need to hear it. i just want this space to actually change, like i was begging for back in january and february. of course, i was foolish to believe that it ever would. and i’m foolish now, writing this as if people are ever going to pay attention. even if it does break a few hundred notes, it’s not like the message is going to stick around. sure, you’re “doing the work”, “listening and learning”, but how am i supposed to know that when your responses never change, and this scene stays the same as it ever was?

[woundlingus]

No cause listen, archangel band AU they’re like the Jackson five, okay? They started as a family thing, more wholesome rock. Maybe Cas and Anna are in it too, Chuck and Amara, it’s a family things. Slowly things pitter out until it’s just the four of them; Gabriel, Raphael, Michael, and Lucifer.

Over the years and with the independence from Chuck and under a new label their sound changes a little more to keep up with the trends, and they’re more punkish rock these days compared to the more classic sound they had as a family unit. So they land themselves a spot on the Warped Tour, right? Cause it’s early 00s in this.

And Michael and Lucifer have some rising tension, things are getting rough because Lucifer is their lyricist and he’s taking their sound to a place Michael doesn’t really like, he’s not big on this name that they’ve built for themselves and he’d rather take the more traditional route. But for the time being things are stable! There’s some pretty rough fights backstage, maybe throwing things, yelling, but the band never breaks up.

Now Gabriel, Gabriel is having a petekey moment (pete wentz from FOB and Mikey way from MCR turbulent backstage romance that ends in utter disaster, google it). He’s sneaking out from the band tour bus at night to go shack up with someone from someone else’s band, it’s all very hush hush and you know what the paparazzi is like so of course there’s whispers and gossip about it, but it’s not like anyone can prove anything, right? But it’s enough to set off what’s already getting a little volatile with his brothers, because he’s making a bad image for them and the more “pure wholesome” look Michael is still hanging on to from their past. They’ve got several shows still to go when they wake up and he’s just gone.

It’s the tipping point. You drove away Gabriel. No you drove away Gabriel. No it was you!

Michael and Lucifer sling this back and forth at each other for weeks, the two of them are having a Fleetwood Mac moment on stage where they’re standing on opposite sides of the stage singing pointedly at each other songs that they’ve clearly written about the other and their frustrations.

But they always survive, because there’s a balance to their family unit. Except, Gabriel is gone. And it comes as no real big surprise when Raphael takes Michael’s side in things, but everything feels so different now because there isn’t an even split here anymore. It’s them vs him. And Raphael is a steady force, a mediator, so when Lucifer is staring down the barrel of both his brothers deciding that he’s the one who broke the band and drove their little brother away he has a full blown rockstar meltdown.

Booze. Drugs. Women.

It’s constant. He’s never not high, he’s swaying on his feet on stage and slurring into the mic.

Raphael takes his concerns to the label management, because this is getting out of control and no one can convince Lucifer that he’s taking things too far and if he doesn’t stop he’s going to get himself or someone else killed. Someone needs to be the one to step in here.

Michael and Raphael are pulled into the office days later after many long meetings in upper management, and they think it would be best if perhaps they broke contract with Lucifer.

They’d pay him out, of course. They phrase it to appeal to the sensitivities of Michael and Raphael. Lucifer needs help, and he’s not going to help himself. Tour life is hard, and obviously he needs some stability to focus on himself. Sometimes love is not enough, perhaps it’s time he be evaluated for a 72 hour hold, and then maybe send him away to rehab? And then, you know, since it’s just the two of you the sound and direction of the band is all up to you. We can help with the writing and production to make up for the deep loss of Lucifer, and help you return to that sound you love, Michael. Doesn’t that sound good? Don’t you want to help your brother?

So they agree, and they take this to Lucifer to try and gently break the news but it’s devastating. All Lucifer can hear is that he’s ugly. He’s a blight on the labels name and they’re trying to silently make him go away, and by force if necessary. They’d deem him psychologically unfit just to save themselves the embarrassment of being associated with him and his lifestyle.

This is all Lucifer’s typical theatrics to Michael, but it’s also true. They’re pushing him out. Pushing him out of a band that thrives on his creative input. Michael would rather send him away so he can take full control than just admit that maybe he’s not solely to blame for what’s happened to their band.

They love him, of course, but love is not enough. It’s an illusion that Michael and Raphael even have a choice here, the label will not sign Lucifer, so they’re either over or he’s out. They’re just being polite and bureaucratic about it to ruffle the least amount of feathers as possible.

There’s no announcements, no nothing. The next album just drops and it’s only Michael and Raphael. Most of their fans like it, it’s okay, they mostly just ride for the band you know and the sound has changed and it’s lost some of its feeling but this is good. It’s good.

But Raphael isn’t built for this kind of life, they liked it because it was something they did as a family and now the family is gone. They don’t know if Lucifer took his pay out and went to rehab or if he took all that cash and bought enough blow to kill a large elephant. They never heard from Gabriel again. Raphael imagines they both took off somewhere and they’re happy. Maybe they have families. Because the alternative is, maybe they’re just dead in a ditch somewhere. Maybe Gabriel was abducted, it’s not like they ever filed a police report, it would have been bad publicity. Maybe Lucifer is face down in a motel somewhere alone, aspirating on his vomit. But he can’t think about that, it’s killing him. He struggles for a while watching Michael try so hard to build a name for them as a duo, because if they don’t succeed at this then they’ve done all of that for nothing. Nothing at all.

But it’s killing them, and one night they break down about it and refuse to go in to the recording studio. He says he’s very sorry, but he just can’t go on like this, he’s exhausted.

Raphael packs, and goes home for a while.

Michael is alone.

And he tries to hang on to this label for as long as he can because it can’t be for nothing, or maybe he really just can’t admit to himself that maybe it really is all for glory. He wants his name in lights. He wants to be the superstar with no other lights dimming hid own shine. But they’re not a band without the others. And the sound just progressively gets worse.

Until he stops. And it’s over.

[zomb21z]

my favourite pete wentz petekey livejournal entries

Q: peter, would you ever date someone 13 years younger then you? or at least be friends with them? p.s you are hot and i love you

A: i don’t want to go to jail. im little and i think i would get passed around like a pack of cigarettes. but thank you that is really sweet. i don’t really want to do pushups in a drag…

that one isn't really related to petekey and it's not a lj entry but it's funny and makes me feel less devastated and depresed about the whole petekey thing

Tuesday, June 28, 2005

Amazing new mexico sunset. I’m hanging on a bridge with my friend mikey way from my chem. Its all orange and pink above us. We went to another waterpark again. I love high fives again. Totally back in love. Saw the most amazing movie… I think its called spirited away. Watch it.

Peterpan

obviously this is one of my top favs everytime i see the word "mexico", "sunset" or the mention of mikey way i immediately think of this one lj entry

July 19, 2005

wrote you a goodbye note (you just wrote me off) on your arm when you passed out. bestfriends, exfriends- better off as lovers not the other way around. racing through the city in the back of yellow checkered cars. the takeoffs are the worst but the skin from your shoulder to your ear makes it all worth it. and im sorry the way my moods flicker on and off like old light on your porch, but i know you wouldn’t have it any other way. sneaking in your window instead of out. the way you hold a cigarette cause you don’t know what to do with your hands when we are sitting this close. the way the waists of pants feel better at the ankles. the way you always were my best excuse for calling in sick on everyone else. i miss you.

petey

SO HEARTBREAKING also i lovelovelove bang the doldrums even though it makes me super sad

July 26, 2005

lately i’ve been into believing fictional stories like the ones about me and you being happy. they’ve gotta be science fiction cause how else can you have a monster fall in love with a boy with no heart? actually i’m pretty sure you have a heart, but i’m just as certain it’ll never be mine. i can tell you’re willing to be loved somewhere on the inside but that doesn’t do me any good when i’m still seeing things through thick curtains over windows and padlocked doors on the outside. bitter regrets, predictable forfeits. we lit a fire that was nothing but smoke and hot air. ashes. my hands are empty and you hold all the cards, kind of funny how you don’t even want them/me. the final nail in my coffin stabbed me in the heart - from my back. you once made my heart skip a beat, now you make it want to skip this. you’ve got salty mails ripping my wounds open that you’re telling me to let heal. love is a mirage, you only think it’s there for so long..til you either wise up or die of hydration. love is the way to blow your brains out minus the gun, i swear. it’s the stupidest form of suicide cause you don’t die. and whatever doesn’t kill you only laughs at you for coming close enough to. sorry, it’s just the bitterness talking. ignore it/me. i’m just loose words hanging on the ends of your lips, even looser when i’m anywhere near your hips. poetry written from blistered fingertips and sleep deprived eyes that was better before the ink dried. he said, "i should have stayed with her,” and i should have stayed away. held together by paperclips and lies, a part of me is still trying to pretend i was (mis)hearing things but even the voices in my head aren’t that mean to me. and them “i’m sorry,” too late, i’m a better (re)actor than the one you’re being to convince me. i’m just convinced that telemarketers are the only people with more hangups than me. you called this before you knew the number, and hung up before you got a responce. tell me any of this will get me somewhere worth being without being left behind. i tried, i gave it/you my all, but all i can do is give up. i don’t tell you my insecurities so you can use them against me, but help me get over them. instead you said and did the worst thing you could do. worse than cheating to me, i hope you know. but whatever i don’t even know, i guess sometimes it takes losing what you had to see what you didn’t.

the parts in italics r my fav this one truly is the most heartbreaking one out of all of pete's petekey entries it's so poetic emotional I CANT DESCRIBE ITTT

next one isn't an entry i js really like it

December 2nd, 2005

[…]

i love how i thought this was all over and i have to face the same two months replayed for the rest of my life.

my head and heart are beating the shit out of me trying to see what hurts worse.

kinda like us.

yep.

summer wasn’t hot enough but i had hope winter was gonna be the coolest.

i obviously thought wrong.

you and me are the last hot day in summer. we’re just fading before the fall.

if you listen really closely to whatever's around you you can hear me crying. again, italics r my fav

November 23rd, 2005

[…]

i wrote you a letter a few hours ago that i never intended to give you in the first place and then ripped it up and threw it away cause it’s much too personal to say on paper. even over a phone. the words i said in it i need to say to you in person. i guess it felt better to write it all out. it’s easy to say “i only need 5 seconds with you than a lifetime with someone else” than it is to live it. to be honest, i’m dying from it. “kiss me electric” vs “kiss me at all.” and when you do it’s just a kiss off.

this isn't the full entry its js that this half had more emotional impact on me

friends that lay together

forgive me for not showing more remorse

apologies were never really my thing- outside of feeling sorry for myself. the last nail in your coffin got stuck in the mail. youre gonna have to wait. until then focus on love below the waist. they say your head can be a prison- consider this a conjugal visit.

Monday, June 05, 2006

Stick around long enough and everyone becomes parody of themselves (see also: if it could happen to the egyptians if could happen to you).

[…]

you dont hate me, you hate the part of you that is like me. i cant sit here and ride my flaws until the end because the truth is i live the charmed life because of you and them. we are a gang. maybe its time to disband. im not sure i am thinking clearly but i just want you to know that i waited on you guys calls all night- they never came. i just wanted to say i miss you or im sorry or you know something that would have meant something to you. i would have made it poetic and memorable or at least something you could laugh at while drifting off to sleep. always trying to relive the glory days.

i dont care how poorly these sentences were constructed or how in the light of day i will wish i had not written them- right now i can only curse the fucking light off of this stupid western city because it wont ever get dark enough for sleep but otherwise how could you guide your way back here?

my head always feels warm right before i pass out, i always worry that there is something wrong and i wont wake up or you know i will. promise me that you wont take anything i ever say too seriously.

***

Friday, July 07, 2006

im so sorry, but not really. ('straighten up and die right’)

i said i want to be rebuilt like a frank lloyd wright only without all of the water damage. or painted over like a monet only less blurry. she said “no, youre something different”. like what? “something better”. it gave me the rush of warm blood like you see in cartoon dogs right before their eyes pop out and all of the bells go off. my head is spinning like a car off of an icy guardrail. show me what you are made of. your eyes were always rolling but youd tilt your head so they were somehow always still stuck on me (have your cake and eat it too). i feel safe but not like a bet more like the way mothers feel when the lock the car doors in bad neighborhoods. i am blue waves across the red rootlike veins in the bodies drawn flat in medical books. i wonder at the way that someone can write thousands and thousands of pages about my insides. when i met you i gave you a name- not your own- but in my head so i wouldnt ever mix you up with anyone so ordinary- i cant tell you- but to me it meant salvation. you only wanted reaction. but i cant be bothered. not anymore. ill see you in the spring. first pew on the left. wear your white veil and dont forget the words. warped tour. sun drenched days. bestfriends. new roads. so long salvation. dont worry your pretty little heads. i am sleeping safe tonight.

okay tbh this is js a bunch of petekey stuff thatre my favs but i put the title heading thing as livejournal entries cause it's more aesthetic 😞

these next ones r js tweets

ALSOOO HE GREEN TEA KITKATS OETE THING IS SO CUTE ITS MY 2ND FAV NEXT TO THE NEW MEXICO SUNSET ONE and that's all i think

[zukkaart]

Hello fellow worms haver. I was listening to a playlist of songs Pete wentz wrote about Mikey way because I’m insane and I. The take over the break’s over by fob. Is giving me zukka worms. Like if they had a Thing before Zuko became fire lord and then it sort of stopped for a while because appearances and Zuko has to be as legitimate as possible so people take him seriously and Sokka only sort of understands why Zuko can’t be with him anymore 😭😭😭 and then later they get back together (sort of because they never really were together but also they never really broke up) because there has to be a happy ending or I’ll die. But like. That middle period of I can’t see my boyfriend because he’s the fire lord now and we had so much fun before and now everything sucks and I miss him 😭😭 (from Sokka) and oh my god I’m so overwhelmed I don’t know what’s going on anymore and I wish Sokka were here but the guards talk and I can’t let rumors get out that will put his life in danger and question my legitimacy (from Zuko). Mutual pining after already having had something together. Hhhhhhhhhhhhgg

Omg omg yes! (Also I love that song and I hope they play it bc I’m seeing them in a couple of weeks)

But I submit this for your consideration: The Fire Nation is a LOT more strict on their rules regarding what is “proper” and “right”. We already know that they take marital fidelity and bloodlines very seriously.

Although they are the only nation with women in their armies during the period where the show takes place but that’s a topic for another day

BUT in the SWT it’s not like that. No one cares what you do or who you do as long as you’re contributing to the community- I mean in that terrain who can blame them? They’ve got bigger things to worry about with such limited resources.

So when Sokka and Zuko start getting closer and closer Sokka is absolutely ecstatic but Zuko is terrified, because he knows that eventually he will become Firelord and the prejudices of his people or advisors will not be undone overnight.

Finally, before the day of Sozin’s comet Sokka finally figures “screw it, if we’re all maybe going to die I want him to know how I feel and that I want to be with him” but Zuko ever our king of reality and also consistently making the most awkward and wrong decisions ever says something like-

“I can’t be with you for the sake of my people, I have to look strong and traditional and put together, I can’t give them any reason to doubt my position as leader. They will already see me as young and inexperienced”

And to his credit- Sokka understands, relationships can be distracting and I mean he does have to rebuild the ideologies of a whole nation, he feels content with getting off his chest and carry’s on.

However, his beliefs come shattering to the ground when he sees Zuko, standing in front of his people, with Mai at his side.

Sokka is smart but takes things personally- and he’s never been exposed to the prejudices that exist in the Firenation so he can’t put two and two together and concludes that he is the problem and that Zuko simply didn’t feel the same way. But why wouldn’t he just say that?

After months of keeping it cool he finally snaps and storms into Zukos room.

Sokka: okay cut the shit! What’s your problem?!

Zuko: *going through a million correspondences* Uh… nothing? Sokka are you okay? [he stands and walks over to him]

Sokka: No I am not okay! If you didn’t want to be with me you should have just SAID THAT! Instead of claiming that you had to look strong and then picking MAI to stand at your side instead of me! And one more-

Zuko: Sokka I want it to be you

Sokka: *scoffs* Oh you want- wait. What?

Zuko: I want it to be you standing next to me

Sokka: Then why can’t I be?

Zuko: You really don’t understand?

And of course Sokka doesn’t so they have to have a whole conversation about how the FN sees “right” and “wrong” relationships and how that’s what Zuko was talking about changing that night.

Sokka: So, it’s not that you don’t want to be with me?

Zuko: No nagliga, not at all.

(Nagliga means “my love” in Inuktitut, sorry I’m soft for Zuko taking the time to learn Sokkas native tongue)

[dgaftilwedie]

sfshfiushfuhseuhfushdfjiuhewfuiausdojashdoahfuhdf blarp

uhmmmm i dunno, no one really calls me a nickname on here?? i just go by my real name lol

february 17th

about a year and a half

the ghost girl series by tonya hurley

who's in the cure???? uhmmmmm robert smith........ durrrrr

jake gyllenhaal, costas mandylor, bob odenkirk, dave mustaine, and mikey fuckin' way

sabrina carpenter, alexa bliss, anya taylor joy, taylor momsen, and emmy rossum

i wanna be a rockstar i lurvvvvv performing so much

graduating high school

i was a model in a magazine when i was a kid LMFAO

i'll do november instead because we're less than a week into december, but my highs were hanging out with my lovely amazing incredible friends and my low was getting sick :|||

i always say i wanna go back to nyc but honestly i wanna explore my own state like what the fuck does the rest of mass have to offer

reading fanfiction, listening the music, writing fanfiction, monkeytype, jorking my it, playing gta (very therapeutic)

spotify, pinterest, instagram but only half of the time

im too awesome to be described in one sentence

i mean, if i'd fuck myself, i think that's a good sign??

writing

...writing...

actually, not-so-fun fact, my trauma has conditioned me to be a compulsive liar so sometimes i'll just say something completely untrue and then IMMEDIATELY backtrack (I AM TRYING TO BREAK THE HABIT I SWEAR BUT IT IS NOT EASY)

jeff kinney, the diary of a wimpy kid guy, created poptropica

kyle fo sho

i have a lot but the first one that came to mind is the jschlatt yootooz plushie i got at a yardsale for 2 buckaroonies

i've had an on-and-off friend since i was in 4th grade but i don't know if that counts........... i hope not we're only friends like half the time. my longest has been i think 6 years now

i mean, it's only been my first year of adulthood, but i don't really FEEL like an adult. im mentally stuck at like, 14

i used to play basketball and volleyball

im feeling alright. still a little coughy buttttttttttt whatevaaaaaa

night owl (it is 2:40 am)

i dunno........ i mean you can definitely be immediately attracted to someone at first sight but love?????? that takes time

guh i don;t know i don't usually have favorite lyrics in songs like ever

mannnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn i don't know, it changes every time i feel like i need it

im doing artists instead......... mikey way, pete wentz (literally me btw), and uhmmmmmmmmmmm idk ......... tony perry?????? ya sure that works

everything

people who are hateful to people who don't deserve it. i don't care if you're a hater, so am i!!!!! but i don't fuck with people who bully fat people, disabled people, lgbtq people, etc. just for being themselves. that shit doesn't fly with me like at all

being sad :'( just kidding idk i don't cry very often and it's usually over stupid stuff

annoying weird little freak who talks to much for their own good and also has giant bazongas (this is the only reason i will talk to them again because other than that i hate them)

Question Game

Are we tired of these yet?

What is your nickname?

When is your birthday?

What was your longest relationship?

What is your favorite book?

What is something you're insecure about?

5 Male celebrity crushes

5 Female celebrity crushes

What is your dream job?

What do you consider your biggest accomplishment?

What is a fact about you that nobody would believe?

What were your highs and lows for this last month?

Where is somewhere you'd like to visit?

How do you de-stress?

What are your favorite apps besides tumblr?

Describe yourself in one sentence.

What do you think makes you attractive?

What is something you're really good at?

What is something you're really bad at?

A time that you told a lie.

What's a totally random and useless fact that you know?

Who knows you the best?

What is your most prized possession?

What is your longest friendship?

When did you first feel like an adult?

Do you/ Have you played any sports?

How are you feeling right now?

Are you an early bird or a night owl?

Do you believe in love at first sight?

Favorite song lyrics right now?

What does self care look like for you?

Describe yourself with 3 singers.

What makes you nervous?

What’s a pet peeve you have?

What will always make you cry?

What kind of first impression do you think you make on people?

Free Pass! (Ask any question you want that's not on the list)

[rocals]

imagine: it's the last stretch of the US reuinion tour. gerard way is in a bloodstained wedding dress singing drowning lessons. then, all of a sudden, mcr starts playing kill all your friends. everyone is going wild, then the lights change and dan and phil walk out kissing, dragging brendon urie out from backstage between them. the first notes of bang the doldrums start to play from offstage, and mikey begins to strip as fall out boy walk onstage, singing. one band member walks over to hold down each one of brendon urie's limbs. then, when you think it can't get any better and ray toro is shredding while mikey grinds on pete wentz (phil is vlogging), you hear "I'm in the business of misery, let's take it from the top," paramore starts playing, hayley williams jumps from the rafters onto brendon urie during the chorus and everyone beats the shit out of him. then they all sing welcome to the black parade togther and throw brendon's bleeding out body into the pit after "I! DON'T! CARE!" and start fucking each other silly while gerard makes vomiting cat noises and paints ANY/ALL on the drumhead

[austinwehaveaproblem]

I am asking about heypetekey drama.

okay there's,,, so much here. chris himself has said that this whole thing is only abt 75% true but i'm putting it all under the cut anyway FDHSJKFDSK it's also not really,,, heypetekey drama it's like petekey + chris who's in lvoe with mikey but also pete and chris definitely kinda have a gay thing drama. i don't know what i'm saying anyways

this isn't like. i'm sure some of this won't make sense if you don't already have background knowledge of them but i'm Hoping it kinda might if not. idk dig up the petekey masterpost or something

anyways so heychris had a girlfriend and her name was heykate and pete slept with her bc?!?!? idk!

so chris posts this thing on his livejournal about it!

an open letter to pete wentz. it takes a lot to make me mad. it takes even more to infuriate me. so, after all this time i finally learned the truth. that it was you telling my ex girlfriend lies and secrets. despite even giving you the pass card after i caught you trying to talk dirty to her online, this is how you repay me? no wonder why you couldnt look me in the eye on the bus last summer and no wonder why you avoided me every chance you got. you hug me and tell me you love me then you tell lies to my girlfriend behind my back to lure her away from me? you tell her i cheat on her and then you tell me to come stay on the bus? you are a spineless fucking sham. i regret every second i spent defending you and your selfish ways. dont forget, i know you. not that shitty glammed up poser image you present to the masses to consume. the dude i knew never would have worn a fucking dinosaur shirt or sold out one of his friends. the dude i knew had heart and fucking loyalty. well lil buddy, you are fucking done. you want to sell me out to the most important person in my life and then have the audacity to make ME think I did something wrong to not deserve your friendship? you fucking arrogant bastard. since we’re discussing sellouts lets discuss how when kids give you presents you laugh at them and throw it straight in the trash. oh yeah, ive seen it many times. lets talk about how you talk shit about the fat girls that are your fans and mock their letters. you are fucking undeserving of every ounce of attention you’ve ever gotten. from every one of your calculated business moves to your “spontaneous” jumps in the crowd parts to your well rehearsed cliche lines you’ve been spouting for 400 shows in a row. you’re boring, contrived and old. “oooh, no one loves me, its sooo hard being on magazine covers and tv shows. someone save me from me.” what are you, fucking 12? go light your little candles ask yourself why no one will ever truly love you. its amazing no one has caught on to your little fucking show. you’re nothing more than a shitty opportunist business man with even shittier fashion sense. so pack up and move to whatever million dollar house you’ve picked out in california paid for by your lies and hypocrisy and deceit and selfishness and over medicate yourself like youve been doing for years…because guess what? no one wants you here anymore. you are not welcome. oh yeah, hows that straight edge tattoo doing? as well as the tattoo for your “crew” who now refer to you as a fraud and a con? stay gold dude, stay gold. remember this each night of the tour when you play the lie, “hey chris, you were our only friend.” downplay it all you want by saying the song is about “friends”, but guess whos fucking name you’re saying each and every night? mine. thats right. what a bunch of fucking phonies. sing the songs you dont even believe in anymore. fucking liar. you know the friends i have and you know how we feel about loyalty. you know who im talking about and you know they’re not happy either. so dont get caught slipping and you better make damn sure you watch whos on your guest list because a plus one might come backstage to punch your fucking teeth out and tear the windpipe from your throat. you fucking sell out. oh, and next time you decide to write another song about me, do it right you fucking coward.

so uh. pete replies on the fall out boy lj. and like,,,, you can imagine how awful that must've been for chris

oh what a monster we’ve created.

when i am called by my manager to read a post that is burning through the internet it makes me wonder. ive never responded to rumours or shittalking online, no matter who it came from- at the same time there is nothing that makes my blood boil more than reading this- being who i am, my first instinct is to blow it off- but then i consider how anytime anything is written on the internet people believe its true- no matter what, no matter the biases or subjectivity of the sources. my first instinct is to lash out- to say everything i think about you and every situation- to defend myself and attack you. as unbelievable as it is- i am an extremely insecure person- everytime i read something about myself negative or positive i react in probably the exact same way anyone would.

but like i said- i am going to continue to do this my own way, what i consider to be the higher road. i understand when we get angry we often lash out- ive done it myself on many occassions. if you want to talk to me about any of this call me on my cell phone and we can do it one on one-

i will not be responding to anything else-

however, the attacks about our fans and the people that listen to this music and read these words is completely offbase- the fans of this band are my entire life- ive lost my girlfriend, my friends, much of my “normal” life- just to keep this relationship going- this isn’t to say that i dont make mistakes, take misteps. just because youve seen me on tv or at a show doesn’t make me anything less or more than human. you dont ever see the other side of the way we agonize over every decision we make or try our best to please everyone- because we’ve given up in bands before and we know how it feels and we dont want that to happen. everyone in the band is upset about this- remember everyone that makes up fall out boy- they all wanted me to voice that we appreciate our fans and friends that weve met more than anything- and that we realize because of where we are all the arrows are pointed at us- but we will try our best. and we do try our best. we also, have far more faith in the intelligence and dedication of the people that believe in us to think that they will be swayed easily. if you want to hear other stories of how we actually talk about our fans or think of them please ask other bands, they will testify to how we really act. we just want you to know that in four years when noone cares, we still hope you are there. im not going to freak out or whatever, but please an attack on our fans or our relationship with them as a p.r. move is uncalled for.

this doesn’t need to be reposted anywhere- i am sure that fob fans know where to find it.

chris if you want to talk the phone line is there.

i wrote this pretty fast so i apologize for the typos and run-ons.

until then, thank you to everyone who reserves judgment and has my back until the end of time. - petey

(idk why that bit formatted weird sorry)

so chris replies again on a different journal i think?

heterolifemates. i wont lie. i hate being this dude. i wish it wouldnt have come to this but goddamn, hes right. no one knows how to break a heart like he does.

which comes across as weirdly gay but shrug. and around now is peengate. chris denies doing it but the timing lines up Really nicely. and like. i don't know getting publicly humiliated by a band that's BLOWING UP? when you weren't even in the wrong? also i'm fairly sure that pete sending chris nudes was like,,, a thing since i think he offered them for help fixing his printer once?! yeah idk

and nowww mikeyway gets involved! hoping you've got like background knowledge on petekey and what went on summer 2005 if not,, i mean you could ask me too o.o FDSHJFDS sorry if i get tinhatty around here too

anyways

chris said he "went to california and fell for a boy who had a girlfriend" and then literally RIGHT AFTER. posted these

and then pete does this

shrugs

so pete and chris weren't friends but they were still friends with each other's friends and i'm fairly sure they're like,, on good terms again but definitely not best friends or anything

in 2013 chris said "But I still do have a crush on Mikey."

this year. 2022. chokes and dies.

do you know how normal i have to be about these images anon.

also earlier this year or maybe last year? idk but chris commented on one of mikey's posts i think getting mad he never came to the catcade (chris's cat cafe!) when he went to chicago (fic potential just sayin)

um the end probably for now :thumbsup: i left some bits out but ! ehhgjgndnj

[randombubblegum]

Ok, because I've seen people doing this on twitter and I trust your opinion on this. What would you want parx to open with for mcr?

OKAY LISTEN TO ME. I DONT CARE WHAT AWSTEN THINKS OR WANTS I DONT WANT ANYYYYY FUCKING GH ON THIS SETLIST AND THE MCR CROWD DOESNT EITHER. GOD. i know hes gonna put it on there anyway bc he cant resist but it needs to be like ONE SONG.

heres my reasoning for what im gonna say: parx has historically had like a 90% overlapping fanbase with emo bands and mcr specifically. people got into parx bc mikey way played bass for them in 2016. up until maybe 2019 or 2020 there was NO FRICTION between ppl who liked other emo bands and ppl who liked parx. it didnt used to be cringe it just used to be this little chaotic addon to emo bandom if u wanted it. its only RECENTLY (like, since turbulent dropped) that everyone into real emo bands has been like “wow, their music sucks i hate this band” so with that logic? they need to return to a Warped Tour 2018 version of themselves. they need to play entertainment and double dare and hell maybe even some crave. some fandom songs that had widespread appeal can go on there too but they better return to their ROOTS when mcr fans REGULARLY LIKED THEM and play dd/ent era songs. the logic for why should be clear.

with that being said: i think they should play their most guitar heavy stuff or else just… maybe throw in tantrum!!! skip turbulent tho. the pete wentz line was funny when mikey played for u but the mcr crowd will rightfully cringe at it. play shit like plum island and rare and little violence and STUPID FOR YOU and blonde and 11:11 and gloom boys and pink and royal and easy to hate and dream boy and crave and mad all the time and it follows and we need to talk

do not play any songs about the internet or your ~fandom~ or how youre not famous enough/too famous on twitter. do not fcking do it bitch. play songs that people WIDELY LIKE and that have materially helped your career because they have wide appeal and are good to listen to. do not let your wounded pride over gh get in the way and convince you to play whiteboy tiktok rap to an audience of my chemical romance fans. they will not like it. they will have a bad time. i will have a bad time. YOU will have a bad time

[cakeemoji]

very random headcanons where the obey me! characters are my chemical romance fans / stans

this is what happens when your past fandom and current fandom collides (sorry not sorry)

lucifer

knows about them because satan switched out his classical records for an MCR one

he doesn’t like them much

if he got into them, he might have a mikey bias (it's the whole 'i have to put up with my brother's shit' kind of thing)

he would be more of a casual fan - he can understand why his brothers and MC like my chem but they’re just not his kind of music

even so, i feel like he would be able to recognize which era a certain pic is from based on the members’ hair

he doesn't care about the lore or the band members' lives, like he really doesn't need to know who french-kissed who to piss off homophobic jocks on stage in 2007

mammon

his fav album would have to be danger days and he listened to some of the other well-known songs

his fav song would be "vampire money" because it has the word money in it and because it goes so hard ?>??!!

no, he doesn't know that the song has to do with the band turning down an offer to make a song for a twillight movie (not yet at least)

he also likes "na na na", not because of the "take the cash and i'll keep it" line but also since he likes the energy the song has !!

he’s a danger days enthusiast and defends the album + songs (no sing slander in this household!) because it’s his fav

he’s a fun ghoul kinnie

if he took the time to get into the members, he would be caught in between frank or gerard's lane (it has to do with their stage presence)

leviathan

tbh my chem isn't his kind of music

BUT he listened to "i'm not okay (i promise)", "welcome to the black parade" and "teenagers" and thought they weren't that bad for a group of normies

okay so maybe he got into them. that's fine.

he adores the danger days cinematic universe (he kins party poison) and has his own killjoy persona :]

watches the live performance & turns into a totally different person whenever mama is played

ironically makes those "yeemo" jokes because they're hilariously stupid and for the lolz (g-note jokes, uses those weird nicknames, etc.)

“ROFL pickle gerard???? peak humour LMAO” “levi please shut up”

he doesn't have a bias but he's grown fond of gerard's work (music or art/comic work, either or)

owns the funko figures and those hot topic collectables

he shops at hot topic with belphie

satan

his favourite albums have to be i brought you my bullets... and three cheers !!

his fav songs are "demolition lovers" and "i never told you what i did for a living"

mainly because he likes the concept of the two lovers and thinks the tale is quite tragic

loves looking into the lyrics and reading between the lines ('oh, how wrong we were to think that immortality meant never dying' and ‘juliet loves the beat & the lust it commands / drop the dagger & lather the blood on your hands romeo’ are his favs lines)

he switches out lucifer’s classical records with MCR ones to piss him off

cried to the g-note before

mikey stan. he's a mikey stan.

tbh he’d stan pete wentz and ryan ross too 

he's read unholyverse and thinks it's a work of art

he’s an ft. willz theorist. 

tbh you could ask him about any mcr theory and he’ll give you all the details. the scrapped paper kingdom album? it’s beautiful. the smashing pumpkins theory?? yes, that’s absolutely canon we predicted mcr’s return

asmodeus

only knows about MCR because a certain someone was blasting danger days and asmo fell head over heels in love with "destroya" after hearing the moans in the song

in fact, whenever someone plays destroya, he moans along to when gerard & frank do in the song just to piss everyone off

destroya is now banned from being played in the HoL

but it's okay, he still has F.T.W.W.W. and its "c'mon, c'mon, kiss my battery / c'mon, c'mon, i'll be your android girl"

"gerard way gender envy ♡"

bought the hipdot x MCR make-up palette

has done album-inspired looks, i just know it.

has probably seen that one "gerard way many moans and groans" video

he came across a frerard kiss compilation and became infested in gerard/frank's relationship

may or may not be a frerardie / gerbertie

hell he might as well be a petekey truther too

“okay but listen to me, you do not just make out with your friends on stage in front of your fans! [...] huh, maybe i should start doing that.”

beelzebub

he saw the music video to "the ghost for you" and teared up because seeing mikey die reminded him of the celestial war and :(

ray toro stan!!! also listens to his solo work and loves after the laughter

"sing" or "save yourself, i'll hold them back" has to be his favourite songs

he watched "life on the murder scene" and laughed at when ray stuck his hand in the cupcake (though it was a total waste of good food <//3)

but seeing the band in the documentary on stage and having fun reminded him of his brothers & all the time they spend :D

ALSO he would definitely practice his drumming skills to their songs

and maybe blast them during his workout sessions

belphegor

“satan i found a new song that lucifer would despise. [plays teenagers]”

he likes them and thinks they're neat (MCR rocks his socks!)

tbh his music taste is a mess

he definitely rocked out to the black parade when he was in the attic ("dead!" was dedicated to lucifer <3)

“sleep” is one of his fav songs (take a guess why)

"famous last words" is his favourite music video

also cried to the g-note a couple of times

absolutely loses his shit whenever “welcome to the black parade” come on - i mean, who doesn’t??

he owns merch - specifically the shirts you can get at your local hot topic

he definitely likes the used as well and his fav album from them would have to be lies for the liars

majority of MCR’s songs are the anti-lucifer league’s anthems

simeon & luke

luke only knows about mcr because simeon played that one yo gabba gabba episode that mcr was featured on because MC said it would help them learn more about the human worlds culture / children’s programs and stuff

therefore "every snowflake is different (just like you)" is luke's favourite MCR song

he cried once he found out they broke up after discovering who they actually were 3 hours later

this was also the start of luke’s rebellious phase

it was not a good three weeks for simeon, or for anyone, honestly

solomon

he’s okay with them - they’re just not his thing?

he would be neutral on whether he likes them or not

BUT he adores the band’s aesthetic

and he's grown a strong love-hate relationship with "destroya"

"asmo, destroya is not just a 'funny haha moaning song'. it's a fight song about being pitted against all odds and finding the lack of faith in yourself, watching everything turn yourself into your own enemy.” “what’s that solomon? sorry i can’t hear you over the sound of gerard’s moans ah ah ah ah~”

he enjoys watching their music videos tho (there's something about the MV for helena that makes it so compelling)

barbatos

he's like the no. 1 mcr stan

asked for a day off once march 22nd came around (as a joke)

lord diavolo asked why, barbatos gave his reasoning and he got that day off.

his favourite album is bullets because gerard's funky screams manage to send chills down his spine

like the part where he goes "just because my hands around your THROAT-" yeah. man, i love that part.

just like satan, he enjoys analyzing the lyrics and looking for deeper meanings :]

this might be ooc but i can't help but think that he'd try to search for a timeline where mcr didn't break up in 2013

diavolo

he overheard MC listening to one of MCR’s songs

he doesn't know much but he knows what good music is when he hears it!

“lucifer, i think it’s time for a study of human world music traditions!” “where is this coming from”

“welcome to the black parade” is his favourite song !!!! like the lyricism?? the transitions??? honestly gerard’s vocals and - wow - everything about it.. he gets why barbatos & the others like them so much

march 22nd was close to becoming a national holiday /j

upon hearing MCR's return, he tried to get reunion tickets for barbatos (and for MC + the brothers too!)

he succeeded <3

yeah they were at the LA return show i just know it

[earthtothemourge]

okay so BASICALLY the petekey lore is that pete was in love with mikey way but mikey way had mixed feelings/didn’t like him back. Pete would write about it on his blogs, talking about his feelings about an unarmed person (mikey)

pete and mikey met around 2003, both being bassists, they had a lot in common. not much is said of this for a bit.

Sometime in 2005, mikey way was seen watching fall out boy play, and he was wearing the great white jacket that pete wentz also wore. He also had a gang with mikey called “sweet little dudes” which only consisted of them two..

again, in 05. FOB was playing at the same festival MCR was. Pete later wrote on his livejournal:

“hot and bothered”

1. having a crush on a person I speak to near daily

2. White denim jackets

(white denim jackets?? interesting..)

warped tour 05. reported hand holding. mikey way sleeping on the FOB bus. all i have to say about it

and this photo

AND THE PETE WENTZ “I WISH YOU WERE MY BASS NOT MY FRIEND” POST.

im not quite sure what mikey was to think of this situation, but the most famous blog post was tuesday, june 28, 2005. pete wrote: “Amazing new mexico sunset. I’m hanging on a bridge with my friend mikey way from my chem. Its all orange and pink above us. We went to another waterpark again. Totally back in love.” (LiveJournal)

this is one of many odd posts he would create in the future. Thus leaving the average emo to wonder, “what the fuck is he talking about?”

let me explain.

July 19, 2005:

“wrote you a goodbye note (you just wrote me off) on your arm when you passed out. bestfriends, exfriends- better off as lovers not the other way around. racing through the city in the back of yellow checkered cars. the takeoffs are the worst but the skin from your shoulder to your ear makes it all worth it. and im sorry the way my moods flicker on and off like old light on your porch, but i know you wouldn’t have it any other way. sneaking in your window instead of out. the way you hold a cigarette cause you don’t know what to do with your hands when we are sitting this close. the way the waists of pants feel better at the ankles. the way you always were my best excuse for calling in sick on everyone else. i miss you.

petey”

based off of past evidence, you can guess who i think this is about. This later became the iconic song “Bang the doldrums” (my fav)

Because i don’t feel like explaining EVERY single love letter pete wrote (because it’s a lot) im going to put some prime examples down:

“i guess my point is, you make me want to fall in love and get stuck - haha.”

“lately i’ve been into believing fictional stories like the ones about me and you being happy. they’ve gotta be science fiction cause how else can you have a monster fall in love with a boy with no heart? actually i’m pretty sure you have a heart, but i’m just as certain it’ll never be mine. i can tell you’re willing to be loved somewhere on the inside but that doesn’t do me any good when i’m still seeing things through thick curtains over windows and padlocked doors on the outside. bitter regrets, predictable forfeits. we lit a fire that was nothing but smoke and hot air. ashes. my hands are empty and you hold all the cards, kind of funny how you don’t even want them/me. the final nail in my coffin stabbed me in the heart - from my back. you once made my heart skip a beat, now you make it want to skip this. you’ve got salty mails ripping my wounds open that you’re telling me to let heal. love is a mirage, you only think it’s there for so long..til you either wise up or die of hydration. love is the way to blow your brains out minus the gun, i swear. it’s the stupidest form of suicide cause you don’t die. and whatever doesn’t kill you only laughs at you for coming close enough to. sorry, it’s just the bitterness talking. ignore it/me. i’m just loose words hanging on the ends of your lips, even looser when i’m anywhere near your hips. poetry written from blistered fingertips and sleep deprived eyes that was better before the ink dried. he said, "i should have stayed with her,” and i should have stayed away. held together by paperclips and lies, a part of me is still trying to pretend i was (mis)hearing things but even the voices in my head aren’t that mean to me. and them “i’m sorry,” too late, i’m a better (re)actor than the one you’re being to convince me. i’m just convinced that telemarketers are the only people with more hangups than me. you called this before you knew the number, and hung up before you got a responce. tell me any of this will get me somewhere worth being without being left behind. i tried, i gave it/you my all, but all i can do is give up. i don’t tell you my insecurities so you can use them against me, but help me get over them. instead you said and did the worst thing you could do. worse than cheating to me, i hope you know. but whatever i don’t even know, i guess sometimes it takes losing what you had to see what you didn’t.

sooo yeah, this is where i actually admit i’m tired, and i go to bed. sweet. goodnight.”

“i wrote you a letter a few hours ago that i never intended to give you in the first place and then ripped it up and threw it away cause it’s much too personal to say on paper. even over a phone. the words i said in it i need to say to you in person. i guess it felt better to write it all out. it’s easy to say “i only need 5 seconds with you than a lifetime with someone else” than it is to live it. to be honest, i’m dying from it. “kiss me electric” vs “kiss me at all.” and when you do it’s just a kiss off. i’m really not ready for what you want from me, but with how you’re never around it makes me wonder what you really do want from me. honestly, it sure doesn’t feel like much. i said i’d be fine if you gave me a little note or a call once and a while, once a day even, just something to keep hanging onto, but you can’t even do that so yeah… i don’t know. am i being ridiculous? it’s just hard for me to keep going like this… my heart is lots easier to fool than me. i think that’s what makes this so hard.”

BASICALLY he gets his heart broken.

“IM SORRY. EVERY SINGLE SONG IS ABOUT YOU”

there’s so much more to say to this. twitter tweets, stealing eachothers clothes. but i have an actual essay to do in 30 mins so…

SUMMARY: Pete wentz is head over heels for mikey way but gets his heart broken so he makes songs about it..

ok thanks bye

can i rant about petekey some one say yes

[annoyingfobbie]

helloooooooo -- i mean, it's gotta be petekey and 6 please <3

6. things you said under the stars and in the grass

okay this one turned out to be suuuuuper short but i just felt like it ended where it ended, you know?

Pete knows, as they lie there, that this is one of the last nights they have together, probably.

Summer is almost over and then Pete will have to go back to his moms house, where theres no Mikey to hold his hand when he needs it, to tell him to shut up when he should, to calm him the fuck down. Summer is almost over and Pete will have to say goodbye to the tall Warped Tour stages and the stupid pranks and the running away with Mikey at his side to hide behind a tree and make out like teenagers. Summer is almost over and Pete doesn’t know if he can handle real life resuming without this shining star of a boy in his back pocket.

Summer is almost over and tonight is one of the last nights that he’ll be able to just lay down in dewy grass and stare at these stars and sync his breathing with Mikeys. He notices his breath going out of sync as it quickens a little bit.

Mikey notices too.

“Pete,” He says, his tone warning but gentle.

Pete makes a fist with his hands and tears some grass out of the ground, dirt getting under his fingernails. He tries to calm his breathing, but instead it just stops entirely.

“Pete,” Mikey says, more stern this time.

Pete shakes his head and keeps staring at the stars and tries to get his lungs to expand but they won’t. They just won’t.

Mikeys hand is over his, now, and he’s not sure when that happens, but Pete relaxes his grip and realizes that he was digging his fingers into his palms. He breaths out.

“Sorry,” He whispers to Mikey. “Sorry.”

Mikey sits up and looks down at Pete. Theres something sad in his eyes, but Pete just pretends that it’s too dark out for him to see it. He knows Mikey feels bad for him. He knows thats the only reason he’s even dealing with Petes shit this summer. Because everyone knows Pete Wentz is a fucking mess right now and Mikey Way is good at cleaning up a mess with his meaningful silences and well-timed jokes and eyes that see everything.

It’s a shame he wasn’t able to clean up the mess that is Pete Wentz. Maybe it’s an impossible task. Patrick sure hasn’t succeeded, and he’s been at it for years now.

“Whatever you’re thinking, stop it,” Mikey says softly. He reaches a hand down to cup Petes cheek and looks him in the eye. When Mikey Way is looking you in the eye, it’s sort of impossible not to reciprocate, even with a whole galaxy in the sky behind him. Pete thinks he sees a shooting star. He never looks away from Mikeys eyes.

“Okay,” Pete says. And he does.

[mychemicalficrecs]

There’s a fic I remember seeing where Gerard wears a Lola suit and when frank finds out who is under it he has to know him. I was wondering if you knew it, and also anything similar to it. Like mall au’s? Thank you sm

I didn't know that fic, but here are a few more Mall AUs!

Mall AUs

Lola + Frank by jatty, Frank/Geard, 6k, Mature. Frank works at the Cinnabon in the mall which, unfortunately, faces the lair of the most terrifying creature in the entire shopping center--Lola., the grinning mascot for the overpriced Soothing Smoothies. One night, however, Frank sees what's really going on inside the costume and he realizes he's going to have to set his fears aside if he's going to win over the handsome person in the pink, fluffy suit...or work up the courage to say more than three words to him, or ask his name. Good thing he has alcohol. And Facebook.

A Soft Place to Land by RubyTuesday5681 (orphan_account), Frank/Gerard, 45k, Explicit. Gerard loves owning his own comic book store, working in a strip mall alongside his friends. He’s perfectly content, but everything changes when Frank Iero comes into his life. Gerard’s immediately charmed and finds himself passionately pursuing his crush. Frank seems to be just about perfect, but it quickly becomes clear that he has a secret. Gerard tries to be patient and understanding, but will he ever manage to get Frank to open up to him?

On The Sly by RydenWayWeekes, Frank/Gerard, 2k [WIP], Mature. Frank works as barista to save up for college during his senior year. He meets Gerard, the new security guard, and they hit it off right away. Getting more than he bargained for yet still less than he wants.

Merry and Bright by prophetic, Frank/Gerard, 10k, Not Rated. The mall is weird, yes, but even it sometimes has moments of Christmas beauty.

Making Service Matter by heartofthesunrise, Mikey/Pete, 2k, General Audiences. Pete and Mikey work Black Friday at their local GameStop.

Elevators and Half Price Sales by 0loveisasong0, MIkey/Pete, 25k, Mature. Petekey Claire's/Hot topic au. Mikey Way works at Hot topic, Pete Wentz works at Claire's, the stores are right across from each other in a mall.

foster these broken roots by saintessex, Frank/Gerard, 10k [WIP], Mature. He groaned, rubbing his eyes. “I’m getting fucking evicted, Brian. I’m losing the roof over my fucking head, and I don’t have anywhere to go, and I have to pack everything by tomorrow morning,” he huffed, before crossing his arms tightly—he was starting to crave a smoke, but it was nowhere near time for his break.

[bxngthedoldrums]

a comprehensive timeline of the best/most tragic lines about mikey way, written by pete wentz on his social media from the mid-2000s pt 2

aka i cant believe theres so many aka he just cant let it go

[july 8th 2006]

“when the air is clear i can see how perfect you are for me.” // “i only love how the words feel in my head when i write them. fireworks over the valley.” // “i just want to stay up late and wake up early to talk to you. that i want to show you all of my jealousy and insecurity and have you not care.”

[august 11th 2006]

“i have affection imprinted deep inside my head. its why i am always on the verge of love or giving up.” // “maybe we’ll just go to sleep and wake up on the summer sheets i grew up on.“

[august 14th 2006]

“dear world, please make me not alone.”

[august 19th 2006]

“comfort can come from the strangest places. while you are dying waiting on a phonecall.” // “everything is really all about the follow through, from swinging in baseball to bestfriends.“

[august 27th 2006]

“there is one single pair of eyes that could ever decode any of this. put another “x” on the calendar. summer is on its deathbed. there is simply nothing worse than knowing the ending.” // “i wonder if anyone else thinks of you as much as i do, even you.” // “a mutual misunderstanding. kaleidoscope eyes sparkle on pillows in the dark. and i dont care what anyone thinks of that except me. put the love on hold, anticipation is on the other line and excitement called while you were out.imagine me and you…”

[september 18th 2006]

“somehow the things we say mean more in corners of dancefloors and we focus on love below the waist and outside of the head.” // “ im in love with lovers who dont love me except under the pale light of the moon. im sleeping in my driveway tonight dreaming of sleeping in snow or gravel or whatever is next to you.” 

[october 2nd 2006]

“i was designed to break your heart. my only real crime is my obsession with documenting it. and maybe the way i still love you after the flash on the camera cools off.“

[november 26 2006]

“im only in love with trainwrecks.”

[december 14th 2006]

“i love to write of sex and bodies pressed against eachother- but i am not a closer and never will be, i cant get my mind to shut off long enough to make moves. id rather remember the smell of your hair and the way you faked like you were too drunk to drive home.“ // “its no fun hating someone who hates themself so much more.” // disappointing people is my thing baby, find a new gig, this town aint big enough for the two of us. i have a love/hate relationship with being forgotten.”

[april 27th 2007]

“i want the weightlessness of love with the carelessness of a fuck.” // “when they said we had chemistry im pretty sure this aint what they meant (me plus you plus tears plus a sedative or two).“

[may 17th 2007]

“sex on tile floors next to bathroom sinks, fuck to forget fuck to remember” // “i wouldnt dare say these words aloud as i fear they would set off a chemical reaction within me or you or that they would come across like a foreign language straining for meaning.” // “i want to get under your skin and its not just a metaphor mostly. your eyelashes kiss off everything i say except in the way that it only makes me dream. informercial love affair.” 

[may 30th 2007]

“i am completely obsessed with everyone who is completely unobsessed with me.” // “ i dont even remember saying goodbye to you.” // “ im sorry baby. my heart is clumsy. but i love you in a holding your hair back kind of way.”

[june 29th 2007]

“ex- loves. and friends. save your troubles for another day, they wern’t at the end of the hallway. baby boy, you’re too busy writing tragedy to notice.”

[december 11th 2008]

“stuck on the pause of you.”