Pete/Mikey is LOVE
Finishing outlining TOTALLY means you get to take a break from finals, right?
At any rate, on tonight's installment of "Dude, it is AWESOME dragging people into bandom with me" you are getting my essential recs for Pete/Mikey. Need a summer of like primer? This will do you nicely. And one of these days I REALLY need to find a post-SOL primer for these two, because they really don't have to be tragically doomed! I SWEAR TO YOU. *g*
A Little Less Doolittle, A Little More Noah’s Ark by arsenicjade (AU, R)
"No, that's… That's nice of you, but we have pets."
"We can find somewhere--"
Mikey bit back a sigh before interrupting. "Lots of pets."
Pete's forehead furrowed a bit. "How many is a lot?"
Without counting the indigents? Mikey counted silently under his breath. There were the dogs, Piglet, Edgar, Winston, Angelica, and Tintin; the cats, Bunny, Sundae, Maple, Caligula, Mopsy, and Gibson; the rabbits, Anya, Armand, and Hans Christian; the geckos, Slinky and Crackerjack; the lizard, Lucky; the turtles, Molasses and Harry; the guinea pig, Lite Brite, and his friends the mice, Steinbeck and Madeleine, plus the rats, Nimh, Sasha, Peter, and Edvard; the canary, Billie, and the parrot, Elton. "Twenty-eight."
Our Spirit Ain't Wrinkled by gigantic (PG-13)
In retrospect, Mikey sometimes wondered if it was the poetry that did it. They hadn't planned on it, but they saw a sunrise together, up too late, in all night. The hours passed on their backs, talking at the ceiling, and in that kind of overtired haze, Mikey borrowed words that weren't his, reciting them slowly.
You Can Stand Under My Umbrella by impertinence (AU, R)
A shimmering blue dragon poked its head out of the cave. "Don't worry," he said. "There were bears, but I ate them."
Pete, always one for a grand gesture, fell off his horse.
"Oh," Patrick said, ignoring Pete's rather pathetic flailing and squawking, "you must be Mikey. It's a pleasure to meet you."
"The pleasure's all mine," Mikey said, sounding bemused. It - he - had a pleasant voice, Pete thought as he fought to get back on his horse. Surprisingly pleasant, for a dragon. "I'm Mikey. I guess - I'm sort of a prince, I suppose."
everyday mysteries in the summertime by wax-jism (AU, NC-17)
This guy has too many teeth and his eyebrows are kind of bushy. He smiles at Mikey and yeah, whoa. A lot of even white teeth there.
"I've seen you around," he says. Mikey blinks. "At the beach? Bonfires? Shitty beer, worse music, drunken fights and lots of chicks in bikini tops and cutoffs?"
"Uh, yeah," Mikey says. Put like that, the beach parties sound kind of dreary, but it's basically the only fun you get in this town.
Grand Theft Autumn/Where Is Your Boy? by
themeletor (R)
Pete handcuffs Mikey to the hotel bed first, then realizes he has to un-handcuff Mikey if he wants to get him naked. Which, yes, he wants. Naked Mikey is pretty much the point of this whole exercise. (There may have originally been some elaborate plan with candles and mirrors and rose petals and possibly poetry, but in the end it was Warped so Pete had to take what he could get and run with it and what he got was one kind of rushed night at a hotel and a Marks-A-Lot marker.)
The Moment I Met You by paloma-cayendo (PG-13)
Flash back to the Ferris wheels and the coffee cups and the eyeliner smudges on arches of cheekbones and the interlocked fingers, and the whole month Mikey said to Gerard, "But you know I'm not gay. You and I both know."
And jump forward a bit to Pete sitting on the counter, kicking his heels against the cabinet doors, and saying to Patrick, "Jesus, we're just friends! You of all people should know how that works - " and Mikey sitting on the couch in the next room, eyes closed, pretending he couldn't hear.
Songs About Hips and Hearts by cria-ecrit (AU, genderfuck, PG-13)
Petra Wentz is small and compact, with messy black hair and a sleeve of tattoos down her right arm. She’s got on tight jeans and a tank top rucked up far enough for Mikey to see another tattoo etched to the skin below her bellybutton. She’s also fucking vibrating with energy, bouncing on the balls of her feet, drumming her thumbs against the ridge of her hip.
Merlin Friendships by impertinence (R)
“My hat is a menace,” he says. “Or that's what Gerard says, anyway.”
“His hair is a menace,” Pete says, then looks horrified. “Not that I don't like your brother. I mean, he's awesome,” he says too-quickly.
“Gee? Nah, he's kind of a freak.” Pete is so obvious. Mikey smiles and can't help wondering a bit how he was even intimidated by this. “Your singer's a lot more normal. Patrick, right?”
Moving to Hong Kong on Business by pearl-o (PG)
"The first rule of our awesome marriage," Pete said, "is you can't tell anyone about our awesome marriage."
Mikey raised one eyebrow at him.
"The second rule of our awesome marriage," Pete said, "is you can't tell anyone about our awesome marriage."
Mikey said, "Dude, you're comparing our relationship to Fight Club."
lots of days there's no water" by inlovewithnight (Ghost of You AU, PG)
Pete had a friend who died. (Mikey does, too. They all do.)
crazy in love or crazy fool? by heartequals (PG)
"Guess what? Your front man told my front man that you have the flu. Your older brother is really lame, did you know that? He hasn't even been to see you yet, that's what Patrick told me. And you could be dying! Like in Trainspotting you know, when the cat gives that dude some disease and then he dies, do you remember? Are any of your cats sick? Don't let your cats near you."
the end of the rainbow by onneonlights (AU, PG-13)
Pete totally gets what Gerard is saying, of course. It's just Gerard is kind of the paradigm of bisexuality, all about the rights and how it's natural, how it's a beautiful way of expressing human nature.
Pete, on the other hand, just... Pete just sort of really likes sex, and doesn't discriminate over who helps him deal with this fact.
Always Knew I'd End Up Your Crazy Ex-Boyfriend by fluffontop (NC-17)
Frank's eyebrows disappear almost all the way under his hair when he sees Pete climb out of Mikey's bunk. "And here I was warning everyone to be quiet in the back because you were sleeping on the couch," he says.
"Yeah, well, I'm not." Pete is feeling a little bleary. He's had three hours sleep tops and he doesn't have an early interview scheduled.
He realizes they all think he and Mikey just fucked a few inches from where they were all sleeping, and he just can't bring himself to care.
"You guys really should learn to use that thing," he says when he and Mikey and Gerard have drunk all the coffee and Frank is crawling around the espresso machine looking for the on-switch.
saying nasty things by frausorge (AU, R)
"So, where do I go next?" he says.
"Uh, wherever?" Pete says. "Where do you wanna go?"
"No, I mean." Mikey scratches at his neck, just under his hairline. "Are you going to take me to get any more, uh, equipment? Like, instruments, or something? Harps?"
disputing madness and burlesque bars by imyourlostsoul (AU, PG-13)
The first time it happens (or perhaps it's the second, Mikey is still unsure whether he can count the first flicker of traveling. That was just the aftermath, none of the experience) he only lands a day back in the past.
It is the fourth of April. It is a day that he has already lived.
The John Hughes School of Romance by nokomis305 (PG)
“So I pinned him down yelling, ‘I am vengeance, I am night, kiss my fruit-face,’” Pete concluded, and Mikey snorted so hard his glasses slid down his nose, even with the cute nose-wrinkles theoretically holding them in place.
“That, my friend, is most excellent,” Mikey said, and without prompting they both did the requisite air-guitar riff.
Center Parts and Awkward Smiles by impertinence (AU, R)
“It's too bad dweeb-kicking's not a sport.”
Mikey yawned.
Pete frowned. “I'll see you around, nerd,” he said, and walked off. It was totally impressive, though not as good as it would be tomorrow. He could never assemble his posse in time for the first day. Posse-less, his strut just wasn't as good.
It didn't matter, though, because when he glanced back, Mikey wasn't even watching. He was going to pay, Pete decided, and sulked off to class.
play and record, held down together by onneonlights (AU, NC-17)
“So, you know that shitty radio show last week?” is how Frank opens the conversation. He sits down and rests his elbows on the table, propping his chin on his hands and smiling wide and bright at Mikey.
“Yeah,” Mikey agrees. He does know it, sort of.
“Well I kinda went and signed us up to do it,” Frank adds quickly. “They were just playing repeats of last year 'cause the guys left and they had no one else to do it.”
Dance So I Don't Have To Think by inlovewithnight (PG)
"Hey," Pete says, and nods at the counter. Mikey nods back, taking another sip of his own coffee both for the comfort of the taste and because he can hide behind the cup a little. This was a stupid goddamn idea. He's three weeks out of a breakdown, what an awesome time for coffee with his ex.
But then Pete shuffles over to the table with his triple espresso with too many flavorings and says "Jesus, I fucking hate the coffee cake they're selling now, they used to have better ones, remember?" and Mikey is reminded that he actually did have a reason to call Pete, yes.
gone to the moon about you by pearl-o (PG-13)
Pete swallows and stares back down at the bruise. If he moves his grip a little he can kind of see where the pressure points of his hands had made the marks. "Why didn't you say anything?"
Mikey Way shrugs and gives him a half-smile. "I don't know. It's kind of hot, I guess."
This Is a Love Song by brooklinegirl (NC-17)
Pete wanted to know where he went. Pete wanted to know everything about Mikey Way.
By the end of their first conversation at the tour, Pete had his hand around Mikey's wrist and was dragging back to the tour buses. "Which one is yours?" he asked over his shoulder, and Mikey ducked his head in the general direction of one of the buses. When Pete tugged him along behind him, Mikey's sneakers dragged a little on the hot asphalt of the parking lot, but he moved his hand so his fingers curled around Pete's wrist.
They were in it together from the very start.
Committing to Heart and Hospital by dancinbutterfly (NC-17)
Mikey wraps his fingers around one of Pete’s hands and tugs. “Get up.”
“Not until you answer.”
Mikey frowns and that’s not what Pete was going for. Not at all. “This isn’t funny, Pete,” he says in a soft voice. “Marriage isn’t a joke.”
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At any rate, on tonight's installment of "Dude, it is AWESOME dragging people into bandom with me" you are getting my essential recs for Pete/Mikey. Need a summer of like primer? This will do you nicely. And one of these days I REALLY need to find a post-SOL primer for these two, because they really don't have to be tragically doomed! I SWEAR TO YOU. *g*
A Little Less Doolittle, A Little More Noah’s Ark by arsenicjade (AU, R)
"No, that's… That's nice of you, but we have pets."
"We can find somewhere--"
Mikey bit back a sigh before interrupting. "Lots of pets."
Pete's forehead furrowed a bit. "How many is a lot?"
Without counting the indigents? Mikey counted silently under his breath. There were the dogs, Piglet, Edgar, Winston, Angelica, and Tintin; the cats, Bunny, Sundae, Maple, Caligula, Mopsy, and Gibson; the rabbits, Anya, Armand, and Hans Christian; the geckos, Slinky and Crackerjack; the lizard, Lucky; the turtles, Molasses and Harry; the guinea pig, Lite Brite, and his friends the mice, Steinbeck and Madeleine, plus the rats, Nimh, Sasha, Peter, and Edvard; the canary, Billie, and the parrot, Elton. "Twenty-eight."
Our Spirit Ain't Wrinkled by gigantic (PG-13)
In retrospect, Mikey sometimes wondered if it was the poetry that did it. They hadn't planned on it, but they saw a sunrise together, up too late, in all night. The hours passed on their backs, talking at the ceiling, and in that kind of overtired haze, Mikey borrowed words that weren't his, reciting them slowly.
You Can Stand Under My Umbrella by impertinence (AU, R)
A shimmering blue dragon poked its head out of the cave. "Don't worry," he said. "There were bears, but I ate them."
Pete, always one for a grand gesture, fell off his horse.
"Oh," Patrick said, ignoring Pete's rather pathetic flailing and squawking, "you must be Mikey. It's a pleasure to meet you."
"The pleasure's all mine," Mikey said, sounding bemused. It - he - had a pleasant voice, Pete thought as he fought to get back on his horse. Surprisingly pleasant, for a dragon. "I'm Mikey. I guess - I'm sort of a prince, I suppose."
everyday mysteries in the summertime by wax-jism (AU, NC-17)
This guy has too many teeth and his eyebrows are kind of bushy. He smiles at Mikey and yeah, whoa. A lot of even white teeth there.
"I've seen you around," he says. Mikey blinks. "At the beach? Bonfires? Shitty beer, worse music, drunken fights and lots of chicks in bikini tops and cutoffs?"
"Uh, yeah," Mikey says. Put like that, the beach parties sound kind of dreary, but it's basically the only fun you get in this town.
Grand Theft Autumn/Where Is Your Boy? by
themeletor (R)
Pete handcuffs Mikey to the hotel bed first, then realizes he has to un-handcuff Mikey if he wants to get him naked. Which, yes, he wants. Naked Mikey is pretty much the point of this whole exercise. (There may have originally been some elaborate plan with candles and mirrors and rose petals and possibly poetry, but in the end it was Warped so Pete had to take what he could get and run with it and what he got was one kind of rushed night at a hotel and a Marks-A-Lot marker.)
The Moment I Met You by paloma-cayendo (PG-13)
Flash back to the Ferris wheels and the coffee cups and the eyeliner smudges on arches of cheekbones and the interlocked fingers, and the whole month Mikey said to Gerard, "But you know I'm not gay. You and I both know."
And jump forward a bit to Pete sitting on the counter, kicking his heels against the cabinet doors, and saying to Patrick, "Jesus, we're just friends! You of all people should know how that works - " and Mikey sitting on the couch in the next room, eyes closed, pretending he couldn't hear.
Songs About Hips and Hearts by cria-ecrit (AU, genderfuck, PG-13)
Petra Wentz is small and compact, with messy black hair and a sleeve of tattoos down her right arm. She’s got on tight jeans and a tank top rucked up far enough for Mikey to see another tattoo etched to the skin below her bellybutton. She’s also fucking vibrating with energy, bouncing on the balls of her feet, drumming her thumbs against the ridge of her hip.
Merlin Friendships by impertinence (R)
“My hat is a menace,” he says. “Or that's what Gerard says, anyway.”
“His hair is a menace,” Pete says, then looks horrified. “Not that I don't like your brother. I mean, he's awesome,” he says too-quickly.
“Gee? Nah, he's kind of a freak.” Pete is so obvious. Mikey smiles and can't help wondering a bit how he was even intimidated by this. “Your singer's a lot more normal. Patrick, right?”
Moving to Hong Kong on Business by pearl-o (PG)
"The first rule of our awesome marriage," Pete said, "is you can't tell anyone about our awesome marriage."
Mikey raised one eyebrow at him.
"The second rule of our awesome marriage," Pete said, "is you can't tell anyone about our awesome marriage."
Mikey said, "Dude, you're comparing our relationship to Fight Club."
lots of days there's no water" by inlovewithnight (Ghost of You AU, PG)
Pete had a friend who died. (Mikey does, too. They all do.)
crazy in love or crazy fool? by heartequals (PG)
"Guess what? Your front man told my front man that you have the flu. Your older brother is really lame, did you know that? He hasn't even been to see you yet, that's what Patrick told me. And you could be dying! Like in Trainspotting you know, when the cat gives that dude some disease and then he dies, do you remember? Are any of your cats sick? Don't let your cats near you."
the end of the rainbow by onneonlights (AU, PG-13)
Pete totally gets what Gerard is saying, of course. It's just Gerard is kind of the paradigm of bisexuality, all about the rights and how it's natural, how it's a beautiful way of expressing human nature.
Pete, on the other hand, just... Pete just sort of really likes sex, and doesn't discriminate over who helps him deal with this fact.
Always Knew I'd End Up Your Crazy Ex-Boyfriend by fluffontop (NC-17)
Frank's eyebrows disappear almost all the way under his hair when he sees Pete climb out of Mikey's bunk. "And here I was warning everyone to be quiet in the back because you were sleeping on the couch," he says.
"Yeah, well, I'm not." Pete is feeling a little bleary. He's had three hours sleep tops and he doesn't have an early interview scheduled.
He realizes they all think he and Mikey just fucked a few inches from where they were all sleeping, and he just can't bring himself to care.
"You guys really should learn to use that thing," he says when he and Mikey and Gerard have drunk all the coffee and Frank is crawling around the espresso machine looking for the on-switch.
saying nasty things by frausorge (AU, R)
"So, where do I go next?" he says.
"Uh, wherever?" Pete says. "Where do you wanna go?"
"No, I mean." Mikey scratches at his neck, just under his hairline. "Are you going to take me to get any more, uh, equipment? Like, instruments, or something? Harps?"
disputing madness and burlesque bars by imyourlostsoul (AU, PG-13)
The first time it happens (or perhaps it's the second, Mikey is still unsure whether he can count the first flicker of traveling. That was just the aftermath, none of the experience) he only lands a day back in the past.
It is the fourth of April. It is a day that he has already lived.
The John Hughes School of Romance by nokomis305 (PG)
“So I pinned him down yelling, ‘I am vengeance, I am night, kiss my fruit-face,’” Pete concluded, and Mikey snorted so hard his glasses slid down his nose, even with the cute nose-wrinkles theoretically holding them in place.
“That, my friend, is most excellent,” Mikey said, and without prompting they both did the requisite air-guitar riff.
Center Parts and Awkward Smiles by impertinence (AU, R)
“It's too bad dweeb-kicking's not a sport.”
Mikey yawned.
Pete frowned. “I'll see you around, nerd,” he said, and walked off. It was totally impressive, though not as good as it would be tomorrow. He could never assemble his posse in time for the first day. Posse-less, his strut just wasn't as good.
It didn't matter, though, because when he glanced back, Mikey wasn't even watching. He was going to pay, Pete decided, and sulked off to class.
play and record, held down together by onneonlights (AU, NC-17)
“So, you know that shitty radio show last week?” is how Frank opens the conversation. He sits down and rests his elbows on the table, propping his chin on his hands and smiling wide and bright at Mikey.
“Yeah,” Mikey agrees. He does know it, sort of.
“Well I kinda went and signed us up to do it,” Frank adds quickly. “They were just playing repeats of last year 'cause the guys left and they had no one else to do it.”
Dance So I Don't Have To Think by inlovewithnight (PG)
"Hey," Pete says, and nods at the counter. Mikey nods back, taking another sip of his own coffee both for the comfort of the taste and because he can hide behind the cup a little. This was a stupid goddamn idea. He's three weeks out of a breakdown, what an awesome time for coffee with his ex.
But then Pete shuffles over to the table with his triple espresso with too many flavorings and says "Jesus, I fucking hate the coffee cake they're selling now, they used to have better ones, remember?" and Mikey is reminded that he actually did have a reason to call Pete, yes.
gone to the moon about you by pearl-o (PG-13)
Pete swallows and stares back down at the bruise. If he moves his grip a little he can kind of see where the pressure points of his hands had made the marks. "Why didn't you say anything?"
Mikey Way shrugs and gives him a half-smile. "I don't know. It's kind of hot, I guess."
This Is a Love Song by brooklinegirl (NC-17)
Pete wanted to know where he went. Pete wanted to know everything about Mikey Way.
By the end of their first conversation at the tour, Pete had his hand around Mikey's wrist and was dragging back to the tour buses. "Which one is yours?" he asked over his shoulder, and Mikey ducked his head in the general direction of one of the buses. When Pete tugged him along behind him, Mikey's sneakers dragged a little on the hot asphalt of the parking lot, but he moved his hand so his fingers curled around Pete's wrist.
They were in it together from the very start.
Committing to Heart and Hospital by dancinbutterfly (NC-17)
Mikey wraps his fingers around one of Pete’s hands and tugs. “Get up.”
“Not until you answer.”
Mikey frowns and that’s not what Pete was going for. Not at all. “This isn’t funny, Pete,” he says in a soft voice. “Marriage isn’t a joke.”
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