#one jatp gender a day

[stellarspecter]

hi! you can call me tess or tabi. any pronouns are fine with me. i'm very aro and love to talk about it.

in terms of fandom things, i'm mainly making content for stranger things right now, but i'm very multifandom. the main one used to be julie and the phantoms, but i'm also into stuff like dimension 20, the umbrella academy, starkid, atla, pjo, bmc, and many many more. this is not a single fandom blog i will reblog whatever catches my eye.

one thing about me is i love to polyship and i love to hit blorbos with my aro-fication beam! as well as trans their gender. so expect a lot of that from me and my ao3 account.

writing

ao3

#*writes (my writing tag)

#prompt fills (from my jatp days, mostly)

#stwgdailyprompt/ao3 (daily prompts from the stranger things writers guild server)

#stwgkinktober24/ao3 (all my kinktober fills for this year)

#word count roundup (graphs of what i've written at the end of every month)

edits (currently tracking #usertabi)

#*edits (my edits tag)

#my icons

i tag all original posts with #*speaks but i can’t imagine why anyone but me would want to go through all that. feel free to blacklist tho

all dividers in this post by @saradika-graphics, headers by me

[one-jatp-gender-a-day]

day one of me posting madison reyes because this fandom is NOT appreciating her enough recently <3

[one-jatp-gender-a-day]

holy SHIT

Jeremy Shada by Luke Fontana

[bisexualreginaldpeters]

i feel like reggie should get to wear eyeliner and nail polish and maybe a skirt in season two. willie should also get to wear a skirt to. like i just think that would be neat

[ace-bobby-wilson]

Character Aesthetic

GNC Bobby Wilson

[queerjatp]

did someone say jatp headcanons?

-i go back and forth about how the boys and julie react after the magical hug of destiny™️ sometimes i think that they were all immediately more physical with each other and sometimes i think the boys were hesitant around julie until she started initiating contact and then no one was safe from casual touches

-they all have nervous habits so they others can almost immediately see when someone is freaking out. alex is the most obvious when he’s most nervous or anxious, he paces. but when he’s unsure of something, he drums his fingers on pretty much any surface. luke will rub the back of his neck (ie. hallway scene before perfect harmony). reggie fidgets with their clothing. he’ll spin his rings around on his fingers or play with one of the zippers on his leather jacket (reggie tends to be the least obvious because they had to learn to make themselves invisible with their parents fighting all of the time). julie has a few that get increasingly more obvious, the more nervous she is. generally it starts with clenching and unclenching her fists then it’ll move to messing with her hair and then it’ll move to talking too fast and laughing too loud.

-it’s always what’s in alex’s fanny pack? but never what’s in luke’s chain wallet? so i’m here to tell you. it’s a group picture of sunset curve the day they were formed, $5 left over from buying street dogs, tickets from his first concert, 6 guitar picks, and after the magical hug of destiny™️ ray could see the boys so he gave each of them a picture of jatp playing at the orpheum so that’s in his wallet now

-julie likes to speak spanish when the boys are pissing her off but little does she know ray has been teaching reggie spanish so he understands like 75% of what she’s saying. one night she was ranting in spanish about how frustrating luke is and reggie looks her dead in the eye and “tú eres la que está enamorada de él” and julie almost has a heart attack (spanish speakers im so sorry my spanish is hella rusty)

-after a while reggie and julie start having conversations in spanish just to annoy luke and alex into thinking they’re talking about them… usually it’s just about random things like a dog they saw that day or what julie had for lunch but they throw in alex’s and luke’s names to make it a little believable (reggie and julie sibling supremacy)

-carlos likes the boys a lot but has a very clear ranking of who he likes best. reggie is carlos’s favorite, mainly because reggie had a younger brother so it’s a lot easier for him to connect to carlos. plus reggie plays video games with carlos, helps him with his ghost hunting videos and shows up to every baseball practice and game to support him. carlos thinks of them as a big brother. alex is carlos’s next favorite because carlos asked julie to paint his nails once because a kid in his baseball team wanted to paint his nails but was scared to do it alone. alex was so in awe of carlos’s support for his friend and carlos is so shocked by the fact that alex feels like he can’t paint his nail because he’s gay (mmm spicy internalized homophobia). so carlos takes in upon himself to help show him that gender stereotypes and roles are garbage. carlos likes luke the least solely because he has a crush on julie. in carlos’s words “that’s my big sister. who would have a crush on her” but luke does let him play his guitar pretty often which carlos learns is actually a really big thing because luke is so particular about who can handle his guitar. carlos thinks that’s pretty cool.

-reggie was actually insanely nervous to meet ray for the first time and had several panic attacks leading up to meeting him. reggie’s dad was not a good father or a good man and their mother never did anything to stop his dad so reggie’s relationship with father figures is pretty rocky. once ray raised his hand to give reggie a high five and reggie completely panicked and started apologizing. that was the first time ray called him mijo when he was on the ground hugging reggie as the panic calmed down.

[turning-dreams-into-chaos]

Just Breathe

Request: What if Y/N was pregnant with Luke’s baby, when Luke died?👀

Word Count: 1.2K

~Master~

A/N: I’m not quite sure I like how I wrote this? I think it’s gets confusing a little, but hopefully you guys will understand it and see through my choices lmao. Also hurt to write omg. I hope you like it Anon and please come back and tell me if you saw this! 

Breathe in

This couldn’t be happening. No, no, no. He was gone, Luke was gone and you were... no, no, no. You couldn’t breathe, it was too hard, every breath felt like a knife to the throat as you tried.

Breathe out

You hugged yourself tightly, small tears falling onto your arms and you let them. You were too busy to deal with it. Months ago, when you found out you were pregnant, this wasn’t how you expected to be spending it, mourning your boyfriend.

Breathe in

��I’m pregnant.” The words tumbled out of your mouth as you stood before Luke in the garage, his guitar hung over his shoulders. His jaw dropped, eyes darting between you and your stomach as your nerves fluttered over you. His lips slowly pulled up and not before long he was smiling. “I’m pregnant.” You repeated again much softer, relief washing over your body.

Luke pulled his guitar off, tossing it onto the couch next to you. “You’re serious?” he gasped out, letting his hands fall gently onto your cheeks. You nodded, feeling tears start to fall as Luke laughed happily, looking down at were his and your child was growing before his lips latched onto yours, taking you by surprise as you giggled. “You’re pregnant.” He mumbled against your lips before his arms were around your body. He lifted you in the air and spun you, mindful of your stomach and you grabbed his shoulders, keeping you from falling over as you both laughed. “We’re having a baby!”

“We’re having a baby!” you laughed with him before he set you down, kissing you deeply again as he walked backwards and sat on the couch with you on top of him.

“I love you.” He whispered after pulling away. Your heart melted as your eyes softened.

“I love you too, Luke.” He brushed his fingers against the side of your face as you giggled and met his lips again.

Breathe out

Now you were alone.

You wish you could’ve gone back in time. Had more time with Luke. Stopped him from eating that damned hotdog. You just wanted him here. You needed him here.

Breathe in

“We have some news!” Luke shouted as he walked you both into the studio for today’s rehearsal. You both talked all last night, trying to decide when was the right time to tell everyone else and you decided it was better to do it as soon as possible.

Bobby, Reggie, and Alex were all sat around waiting for the last member of the band as their heads perked at your entrance. “What’s up?” Alex groaned as he stood up from the couch and Reggie and Bobby followed suit, grabbing their instruments in preparation for rehearsal.

Luke glanced to you, watching you take a deep breath as he grabbed your hand. Your eyes met and he nodded for you to give the news like you told him yesterday. “I’m pregnant.”

The boys just stared at you in disbelief, not at all expecting those words to come from your mouth. Alex was the first to speak up, clearing his throat as he stepped forward. “Uh- Um, Congrats you two!” He said and you laughed at his reaction, moving from Luke’s arm to hug Alex. Alex gave Luke a look over your shoulder, wanting to know if this was real, if the girl who was practically like a sister to him was pregnant. Luke smiled, bouncing on his feet when he nodded and Alex let out a shaky laugh and pulled you closer. “Congratulations.” He whispered again before you separated.

“Thank you Alex.” You said before feeling Reggie’s arms thrown around your shoulders. “Reggie!” you laughed as he pulled you closer.

“I’m just happy!” He laughed as he let you go and spun you around to hug him. “We’re gonna have a baby!” Reggie cheered as you pulled back, quirking a brow at him.

“We’re?” you asked, quite certain that Reggie did not have a part in making this baby.

He nodded however, gesturing around to the 5 of you all. “A band baby.” He said so simply and you laughed, nodding along.

“A band baby.” You agreed, moving to hug Bobby.

As the hugs were done, you fell back into Luke’s side, feeling his hand placed gently on your stomach as he held you close. “So…” Bobby began, sticking his hands into his pockets. “How are you guys gonna do this? You know, raise a child.”

Luke looked at you tucked into his arm, smiles settled on both of your faces as he kissed your head. “Together.”

Breathe out

Now you had no clue how you were going to do it. Here you were barely 18 years old and pregnant.

Bobby was the last of the band you had, but you were never really close to him. After the others passed, he ditched you, not wanting to be left with the pregnant girl, you assumed.

You had found out the gender today. You always imagined this day. Luke would be by your side, holding your hand tight like he always did and when you found out the gender, you’d celebrate together.

It’s a boy. You were having a baby boy.

Breathe In

“Y/N!” at the shout of your name, you turned around seeing your mother rushing towards you with a baby bottle in hand. You sighed, adjusting your hold on your baby in your arms as you took the bottle from her.

“Thank you, mom.” You said, giving her a hug. She reciprocated but didn’t back away, looking down at your boy.

“Hello LJ.” She said, using a baby voice that amused you every time she used it. “How are you, my little cutie?” She bopped his nose and you held back a smile.

“Mom, we have to go.” You told her, seeing the frown she sent you. “I promised Rose that we’d meet her for lunch!” you laughed, fixing your hold after putting the bottle away.

You met Rose long ago, the night the boys were going to play the Orpheum. Then months later, after LJ was born and you were in desperate need of money to support a child, you met again and she helped you get a job at the Orpheum, as well as becoming your best friend.

“Just one more-“

“Goodbye mom.” You said, starting towards your car.

Your mom let out a gasp, throwing her hands on her hips. “Y/N, you get back here with Luke Jr.”

You threw a smile over your shoulder, turning slowly and lifting one of Luke Jr’s, named after his father of course, hands and waved it at her. “Say bye to Grandma.” You spoke softly, mimicking your mother’s baby voice. You laughed, seeing the smile on LJ’s face as you looked up to your grinning mother. “Bye.” You said one last time before setting him in the car seat, getting him comfortable before hopping in yourself.

It had been hard, extremely hard to raise your baby without him, but you did it. You were doing it and everyday LJ grew up and reminded you more of his father. Your Luke.

Breathe out

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[daisywrites4you]

Your Spark - Charlie Gillespie x Reader

Co-Star AU

Author’s Notes: No confirmed Reader Gender, Age is not confirmed but is younger than Charlie, Slight Hint at Slow Burn (within the one-shot), Season 2 concept and NOT confirmed

Your life never seemed to have its spark. Everything being an endless fleet of things needed to be done and experiences always half-finished. That was until it started with a chance meeting on a film-set. Your first day being on the Julie and The Phantoms set was all due to the off-chance that you managed to get the job as a new character: Reggie’s potential love interest. You were widely shocked to have managed such a high role after expecting to get supporting-cast or a background character. You remembered bits and pieces but your stagefright did block a lot out. Your audition had included a cover of ‘Can’t blame a girl for trying’ by Sabrina Carpenter while playing your acoustic. You had shyly walked into the room and almost tripped over a sound card on the floor. You felt like you’d die from embarrassment before you would ever even make it to the judges table. You had introduced yourself and started your lines and tried to avoid eye contact. When you finally managed to look up, the director seemed shocked and interested in your acting. So when it finally came to singing, you felt more comfortable and gave it your all. You remembered hearing cheering from the doorway and the clapping from those who were listening in. It gave you a sense of pride but you never anticipated being something special. Still, you were elated to get the opportunity to meet and work with the actors you learned to adore after watching season one. Your life was finally coming together...that was until your eyes met viridescent ones.

You were walking to the break room to meet the cast for the first time. Your first day jitters seeming to get worse and worse as you neared the door. After all, these were your idols that you were about to meet. Mainly, you were most nervous to meet Charlie, your current celebrity crush. You wouldn’t describe yourself as obsessed or anything, just a small fascination with his smile and chipper attitude. You couldn’t help it, your feelings for the dork emerged after his first appearance on Charmed and the small crush never really went away after that. Even so, you were determined to not make a fool of yourself.

Your hand met the handle of the door as you heard laughs echoing from inside. Your hands buzzed as you tried to gulp down the intense anxiety stirring through you. You turned the knob after fighting any mental doubts you had and pulled open the door. The sounds of laughter died down and all eyes fell on you. Now your anxiety spiked and you had to hold down the urge to run out of the room. You tried to avoid seeming scared and looked for something to catch your eyes so you wouldn’t freak out. When you finally managed to look around your eyes met another pair. They were intense and bright and you had to almost yell at yourself mentally to realize you were staring a little too long. Tearing your eyes away, you finally managed to see who those eyes belonged to...Charlie Gillespie. “Oh god,” you mentally shouted at yourself.

Everything seemed to go so slow but in reality it had only been a few seconds that your eyes met his. Everyone seemed to now understand that you were a new member and began to get up and introduce themselves. They were all so kind and gentle with you, making sure you weren’t spooked. Social anxiety is a major issue with you, so usually settings like this overstimulated you, however, this was genuinely nice. By the time you became more comfortable goofing around, you could feel a pair of eyes on you. You peered around the room as you spoke and your eyes met Charlie’s once more. You felt small tingles running along your back, and decided to flash him a small smile before continuing on as normal. At some point he joined the group and started conversing with you too.

As the day went on you and Charlie really hit it off as friends and it felt like you guys had been friends for far longer than it seemed. You had already started talking about your childhood, the good memories, that is, and he his own. He wasn’t the only friend you made however. You had gotten really close with Madison and Jeremy.

It has been some time now and you’d come to describe the cast as a family you never anticipated to have. Slowly your comfort levels developed and you started to become more comfortable around the cast, however there was some part of you that still held up reservations of showing who you were. No matter what you couldn’t shake that. Even so, they began to learn your love for reading, your admiration for the show, and how passionate you are as a person.

“I can’t believe your favorite line from the show was that of all things!” Mads teased loudly.

“Can you honestly blame me?” You questioned, flashing her a cheeky smile. You guys had gotten on the topic of season one and you both had started comparing favorite lines from the show. Your heart was currently still stuck on, “This is an interesting little relationship you and I have.” Mads couldn't help but agree that it is a good quote and any girl would swoon being told that. I mean, that scene did cause that crush of yours on Charlie to spiral once more when you first started getting into the show after finishing Charmed a year prior. However, you did try to shove those feelings far far away. You didn’t want any awkward tension or teases from the cast...especially from Madison. That girl would never let you live it down, you blame the gen z matchmaker within her. You couldn’t help but compare the young teen to a little sister and you had grown quite attached to her as you worked together on set. You’d spent most of your days with her at work, and even spent some time outside of work going shopping for squishmallows, thrifting, or even just having small movie nights. You knew one day you’d tell the curly haired Latina your woes. Until then, it was more so sneaky remarks and avoiding any talks of relationships in general. You were glad she was so disinterested in romance due to her career. Even so, you really had to keep it on the downlow, especially after this conversation. You couldn’t have her knowing that it wasn’t just the quote that gave you butterflies in that scene.

“Honestly girl, I’m just excited to see more favorite quotes being posted once this new season is released,” Madison beamed before continuing, “We’ve already gotten so far into filming.”

She was right though. You knew there was going to be more fan art and new content being issued. You honestly couldn’t wait to finally be a part of the mix. You had a huge feeling that fans were either going to be jealous of you, be upset that you ruined their ship, or ship you endlessly with Reggie. Thankfully, the shipping couldn’t be spread to real life because of Jeremy’s marriage. That thought almost made you sigh in relief. Your upcoming scene with Jeremy was actually happening soon and the scene entails to where you first meet after a JATP performance. Your characters are meant to walk right into each other and thus develop into an instant attraction and soon your character’s backstory; why they’re a ghost.

Your response to Madison was a laugh and, “Oh yeah, let's hope it's nothing too crazy...if you get what I mean,” nudging her arm as you went on.

She scrunched her nose and this makes you belt into a laughing spree, to which she begrudgingly joins soon enough. Eventually three figures emerge into view, your favorite ghost boys are back from set. “What are you guys laughing about?” Charlie asked with a chuckle and smile.

“Oh, just the fandom and the interesting things that will be posted once the season is dropped,” Madison joked while emphasizing ‘interesting.’

The boys all groaned but still had huge smiles on their faces while they did so. We all knew sad or ‘spicy’ content would be posted, and no matter how awkward it could sometimes be, we still adored the effort fans put into their works. It was one of the most fulfilling parts of the job; the endless support you receive.

You couldn’t help but smile at the boys. “Honestly guys, I’m excited to see all the stuff that’ll be released,” You expressed excitedly.

You were almost hopping up and down and it took a lot for the group to not laugh at your excitement. They were used to this type of adoration, but they knew you weren't, and they couldn’t help but see a younger version of themselves in you. They all whooped in agreement and you brought the conversation full circle by bringing up favorite quotes. You couldn’t help but admire Charlie as he expressed his favorite scenes, quotes, and memes of the show. The way he expressed himself via his movements, the way his presence radiates, and how passionate he is, made your eyes instinctively glue to him. You knew the group was around and tried to keep your eyes off of him to avoid suspicion. Although, you couldn’t really help the heartfelt stare you shot his way anytime a laugh or smile came from the Canadian.

There were many moments within the month or so it’s been with the dork that had slowly but surely made his way into your heart. After all, you worked on set together, so it was only natural for you both to get as close as you have. You were okay with that for some time until the day you realized your “celeb crush” was much more than a small fascination and was developing into much more. You were a quarter into filming and were currently getting your makeup done before set. Your mind kept wandering while real life slowly faded in and out. Thoughts and the sounds around you blurred together until you felt the tingles through your scalp as your stylist fixed your hair. Now, you could not get this specific memory out of your head; it was as vivid as when you first experienced it.

It was just any other filming day and the cast was on lunch break after having filmed for 5 hours. You were dying to get something to eat or you felt like you’d hurl. So you scurried to the line and ordered your food before rushing to sit down. You were quick to scarf down your food before the rest of the cast could even manage to sit down. Mads sat down and noticed your now empty plate, “Damn girl. Your stomach really went ‘Es hora de comer.’”

You peered up at the girl with a grin and laughed at her tiktok reference. She recently got you caught up on the references, gen z humor, and even set up a tiktok account that you occasionally post on. “I was hungry, miss girl. They do be starving us on the regular,” You whined, “Also, not you teasing me for eating quickly when we both know that you are always eating, especially on Instagram Live.”

Your hint of sass was not missed and Mads makes sure to exaggerate her gasp by making it as loud as possible while clutching her chest. This makes you both burst into a fit of giggles. You weren’t really paying attention to your surroundings before a pair of hands made their way into your hair. A surge of tingles burst along your scalp and upper back. You had a feeling you knew who it was but looked up to confirm the culprit. Of course your eyes met Charlie’s and you couldn’t help but get lost in them for a second; his eyes were always a warmer shade when you peered into them. As the eye contact was made, you could feel his fingers curling into your hair as you let out a giggle and relaxed into his touch. You had gotten used to his affectionate behavior and your heart was quite fond of it now. After all, he’s been doing things like this for a while now. You give him a teasing smile before muttering a simple, “Hey.” He offers you a smile back and asks the famous Joey Tribbiani line, “How you doin’?”

“I’m doing good now that I’m not dying of starvation,” You explained. His response to get under your skin per usual was, “Oh, poor baby~” while ruffling your hair.

You were flustered but decided to scoff at his response. “You may be a tad older than me, C, but this ‘poor baby’ can still kick your ass. Starvation is no laughing matter.”

You were only joking and the brunette could tell too. Even so, his hand tightened in your hair as your threat was still fresh in the air. If it weren’t for Madison laughing, you would have almost forgotten she was there. “You guys bicker like an old married couple,” she taunted.

Ever since that day you’ve craved nothing more than to be something more to him. It didn’t help when his love language is physical touch and he gives you cute nicknames; of course all of these were consented to and talked about. You both had spent time figuring out nicknames and even boundaries; which made you fall even harder for Charlie due to the man’s respect of others. Still, your brain relentlessly argued whether the actions were platonic or not. The memory of his touch still burned your skin with desire, and his eyes always seemed to captivate you, you know if you stared for too long, you’d be a goner. You wanted to tell him how much you loved him, but the impromptu feeling of rejection eased its way into your anxieties and you crumbled before it. So instead you’ve been endlessly daydreaming of what could be for the last month.

Your thoughts were once again interrupted by your stylist as she finished up your hairdo for the next scene you’d be filming. This scene entails a kiss scene with Reggie and you were dreading it entirely. It was bad enough that the man is married, but your feelings for Charlie, and brotherly relationship with Jer just made it worse. You were just hoping you wouldn’t have to reshoot too many times. You made your way to the set and as soon as you made it inside you spotted Charlie out of the crowd. You could already feel the tension throughout the room building. Anyone could see it; the anxiety of the shoot and the way you both stared at each other. You, with hope and him...well, you weren’t sure yet. It’s hard to pinpoint a single word for how he sees you when his eyes are so genuine and open to everyone he meets. You could only ever describe it as a warm feeling. Like, when you get freshly dried blankets out of your drying machine and bundle into them after a long rainy day.

Before you could manage to utter a response, Jeremy, who was at your side, whispers teasingly to you, “I do not like the energy we’ve created in the studio today.”

This broke you from your trance and you bursted into laughter. Of course the rest of the cast was confused at your outburst but you were thankful to have had Jeremy take off some of your stress. Jeremy was just as glad, after all, he noticed how your jaw was clamped tight and your arms were tense when entering the room prior. He took that as a small victory for the day. Of course that also didn’t go unnoticed from the Canadian across the room either.

After some time of filming, a lot of mess ups, and occasional chats, you managed to get to the 2nd to last scene of the day. Your character is arguing with Reggie. Both seemed to be annoyed with the other for avoiding each other. Thus, the scene is an argument. The next visual cues onto you. Your strands of locks were evident along your furrowed brow. Almost as if you were sweating from the heated argument that is occurring within the scene. The scene was written and described to have a lot of sexual tension without having to allude to anything crazy. The next shot is you screaming, “God why can’t you just man up for once and stop avoiding me? You can flirt with all the girls you want but can’t seem to even look me in the eyes. What is wrong with you?!”

After that it is supposed to pan to Reggie. Thus zooming into him with a hurt look all the while he looks from my eyes to my lips. Then he shouts while running up to me and cupping my face, “Because I’m in love with you and it scares me,” then crashing his lips into mine.

We’ve had to shoot this scene twice already for either cringing or messing up a line. However, this shot was the kicker because we both secretly agreed to imagine each other as the person we had feelings for.

The conversion with Jeremy had gone like this after the first few mess ups, “Okay so this isn’t working.”

To which you responded with a sigh, “yeah it’s just too weird...we keep letting our real lives divide us from our characters for this scene.”

He nodded his head in response before scratching his head. “How about we pretend that we aren’t talking to each other OR each other’s characters...and instead someone who holds our heart?” Jeremy offered thoughtfully.

You were shocked to have heard such a smart but scary plan. That’s when you paled, did he know of your crush? Before you could even ask he was quick to the punch. “I know. I figured it out after some time. The stares you gave him were a dead giveaway. I won’t tell anyone, but I think it would be a great way to get your feelings out there without having to subject yourself to that type of scenario right now. Use it for your gain and not your hindrance...if that makes sense?”

You couldn’t help but chuckle at the goofy brunette. He really was like family to you and he knew more about you than you expected. You were just glad you didn’t have to bottle it up from another person."I'm ready to try again, if you are?" Thus cueing to our now revised and improved scene. The scene now had so much pent up frustration and tension it was addicting to watch. No one could seem to tear their eyes away.

Thus, Kenny yelled cut and everyone was cheering. Everyone except Charlie, that is. You quickly looked at the male, his eyes for the first time since you met him were closed off and had a faraway look to them. Your feelings of dread and worry kicked in and you wondered what was wrong. Maybe you didn’t do the scene right? You weren’t honestly sure what to do in that moment, up until you felt Jeremy’s hand grab your shoulder and shake you slightly. “Hey, you did great! Our plan worked out well,” Jer made sure to mutter that last part.

He was now the only one who 100% knew of your feelings. You speculate that others are starting to catch on but weren’t sure entirely. Your response to him was, “Thanks, Jer. God I wish I could just say that to him myself, to be honest.”

Jeremy got a small chuckle out of that and pats your head before saying, “You’ll be ready one day...maybe sooner than later...mainly after that scene.”

You look at him questioningly before asking, “What is that supposed to mean?”

He shook his head and gave you a small smile before walking off. Now you were confused by two males in your life. “God, this is why I usually stick to female friends...at least there’s no riddles with women,” you thought to yourself.

You couldn’t manage to find Charlie after that scene and didn’t find him at all for the rest of the filming day. This aggravated you a lot because you were excited to hear the praise from him the most. After all, that was the most major scene in the entire season for your character. At times like this you wished you had Charlie’s number to just text him and see how he was doing. But even after all these months, you never managed to ask for his number. You guys would just rely on conversation at work. Plus you assumed he was the busy type and wouldn’t be on his phone often anyways. So instead you made your way to Jeremy after a few hours to see if anything was going on. He seemed just as carefree as usual, figures.

"He's been missing since the 2nd to last scene of the day and you're not worried?" You ask Jer.

“No, because you could always shoot him a text. I’m sure he’s alright and just needed time to cool off after filming,” Jeremy says but his voice doesn’t sound so confident. It almost seemed like he was lying.

“I don’t exactly have his number yet, bub,” you grumbled.

Jeremy laughed at your expression and nudged you, “Hey, cut me some slack, I’m trying to help.”

"If you give me his phone number, I might reconsider,” you say with a smirk and gleaming eyes. Jeremy contemplated it but thought it was best that the phone number was earned and not given out by someone else. Consent is key guys.

At some point you gave up searching for the man, “He’s an adult and can handle himself,” you thought.

You made your way to your trailer and you soon heard footsteps approaching you. Owen’s voice interrupted your thoughts, “Hey, are you okay? You seem kind of upset.”

You looked up to the blonde and gave him the sincerest smile you could manage. “Yeah…” your response was off timed and almost broken and was a dead giveaway that it was a lie. You scolded yourself for your horrible acting.

“I can tell you aren’t. Mind if we talk about it?” He asked softly. Of course you couldn’t say no to him, his offer was too sincere and heartfelt.

So instead you sighed and muttered, “Okay but in private. Come into my trailer.” He nodded his head in response and followed you inside.

“Where do I even start?” This was more so a question you were asking yourself and less so him.

“If you have to start with bullet points, that's totally fine,” he offered.

You nodded in relief and began listing your current issues. “Honestly, I’m worried about Charlie. Usually he’s in a chipper mood and always there to support me but today he was off. He looked so spaced out and I haven’t seen him at all since then. I was hoping for some sort of ‘congrats’ I guess. Plus, I’m scared I may have upset him somehow.”

You had sputtered some of the words so fast it took Owen a minute to process. Your anxiety spurred out of haywire as you waited for his response. Once he finally had collected the information and put two and two together, he hadn’t even responded to what you said and instead gasped and blurted, “Oh my god, you’re in love with him aren’t you?”

You couldn't manage to handle another person figuring it out and you froze on spot. A bunch of excuses filled your thoughts but nothing ever managed to come out. So instead you drop your head and offer a small nod to the smart blonde for connecting two and two together. You weren’t the only one now silent, for Owen was now just as shocked and processing what had just happened. Both tried to come up with something to say but fell short until you decided to speak up and say, “It started as a celebrity crush when I was first introduced to the show Charmed and then spiraled as I watched JATP. Now that I’ve gotten closer to him... the feelings aren’t a simple crush anymore. I’ve been trying, and for some reason failing, to keep it on the downlow so that I don’t make things awkward...or worse, ruin what I have with Charlie.”

You sigh and grip your arms before leaning against the wall and continuing, “Today he’s been acting distant with me and I’m not sure what I did wrong.”

Owen stayed silent as you spoke and took time pondering on what he should exactly say. After all, this is a tough situation to be in. “I don’t think it’s you,” he muttered and decided to trail on, “I think he’s just being overworked. Plus he could’ve been worried about your scene looking realistic..like maybe you were genuinely mad.”

You took in his words for a second. He did have a point after all. “Also, to your feelings for him...I was shocked to hear because I assumed it wouldn’t stir up until months later. No offense but you seem to be an oblivious person and I kind of assumed you wouldn’t realize for a while.”

You chuckled and wacked his arm playfully and he laughed as a response. “I think if your feelings become too much, you should talk to someone...or him,” he advised.

“I usually just vent to Jer...and well, now you,” you confessed before finishing with, “If it gets bad I’ll consider talking to Charlie. Until then, this stays between us.”

So now two people knew. Now for Mads to find out. All it takes is for one thing to happen...a failed cast movie night. You had thought of the idea of having a movie night at your apartment with the cast as a way to have a break from set. This allowed for more group bonding without work being involved. You invited everyone, even Charlie. After all, things were fine now. It had been a few weeks since that filming day with Jeremy and at some point Charlie seemed to be alright again. You had originally chosen to drop it and it stayed that way. Now, an hour before the movie night was supposed to commence, your “movie night” group chat buzzed with notifications. Everyone had different excuses for the random bails and last minute decisions. You were disappointed to say the least but accepted the fate. You laid on the couch for a little bit before deciding to pack everything up. That was until you heard a honk come from outside. You saw the familiar vermillion Subaru and the driver’s side tinted window rolled down before a mess of brown waves shot out. The bubbly brunette had a huge smile on his face. That smile of his was contagious and before you knew it your face broke into a large smile as well. You laughed before closing the curtain and rushing to set everything back up.

Soon enough you heard a knock on your door and you hustled to go open the door for Charlie. You whipped the door open and offered the dork a smile before ushering him in. “You didn’t have to go out of your way to come here. Mainly since everyone else bailed.” You said.

He gave you an awkward smile and said, “Yeah...but I wanted to come,” scratching his hair and then finishing with, “Plus it means we can talk about the movie without anyone whining.”

You giggle at him and shake your head slightly. You made your way to the microwave and flopped your popcorn bag into it before pressing the few buttons and starting it. The buzzing sound of the microwave filled the air as you grabbed a drink from the fridge. “Hey,” you called to the brunette that had already made himself comfortable on your couch, “Is there anything specific you want to drink?”

He gave you an answer and you made sure to offer him the drink before getting the popped popcorn from the microwave. You flopped down next to him and grabbed your remote. “Okay so I’m vibing with Halloween movies right now,” You state.

He pops a few pieces of popcorn into his mouth and agrees with the genre. “How about Hocus Pocus?” He offers.

You shake your head no, “I already watched it recently.” He gave you a shocked but pleased look.

“How about….Ooo how about Halloween Town? I grew up with the movies.” You said excitedly. His smile was just as big as yours.

“I grew up watching them too!” He announced gleefully.

So now begins your hours long movie adventure with the two of you. Currently, you both had somehow managed a cuddle position, sadly deemed platonic, where you were lying along his chest and side. You could feel the thumping of his heartbeat as you rested your head in the crook of his shoulder. His breathing was relaxing and kept you from being able to focus on the movie in front of you. At some points within the movie you could feel his thumb tracing circles along your side or arm. Those moments were a lot harder to breathe during and you had a lot of mental battles to make sure you could catch your breath. The snacks were already picked through and your drinks were long forgotten as you appreciated his presence alongside you. His laugh throughout some scenes always seemed addicting to hear and you’d rather listen to that than the movie right now. He always had a smile on his face, especially right now. You both had a good laugh at the cheap SFX makeup and low quality CGI. The acting was always so cheesy but you both couldn’t help but adore the nostalgia. It was nice to have someone else admire a classic with you.

You had moments where you almost could feel his gaze along your features and it took a lot of mental strength to pretend you couldn’t feel the tingles. You were sure you were just imagining things but curiosity kept getting the better of you. So you made a quick glance up at his direction as the movie neared its end. There was a huge smile on your face from the movie moments prior to your realization. Now your eyes met those same intoxicating viridescent ones and the intimate moments began once more. You flashed him a smile before looking back at the movie before you.

At some point at the end you blurted, “You know, if this movie were re-filmed, you would be a much better love interest for the series.” To which he gives you a perplexed look before giving you a crooked grin.

“Why do you say that?” He questioned with a slanted brow.

“Well, because this wouldn’t be the first time you’d be a love interest to a witch,” you started before adding, “as well as you’re amazingly talented at acting as love interests and just acting in general.”

He broke out into a huge grin before excitedly responding, “To be honest, I’d love to star in a remake of a childhood film I enjoyed, so yeah, I wouldn’t mind. I think it’d be fun!”

You couldn’t help but feel a sense of pride to know he was just as excited at the concept but also because he agreed with you without judgement. However, you could never admit to him that you also would love to see him play one of the love interests Marnie had because you always put yourself in Marnie’s shoes.

Alas, the movie came to an end and he needed to head home for the night. Begrudgingly getting up from the couch, you both had scrambled to pick up the mess you made. After you both finished, you walked him towards the door and you guys bid each other goodbyes, making sure to ask for each other’s phone numbers in advance. You took a deep exhale once the front door shut. It felt like you had been holding in your breath for the evening. You made your way to the bathroom to do your nightly routine before eventually heading to bed. You stayed up most of the night imagining his eyes, the way his chest shifted up and down when breathing, the gentle beating of his heart in your ears, and the laugh that echoed along the walls of your apartment. These thoughts made you feel warm and whole before eventually falling into a deep sleep.

The next day was busy and filled with life as you had more scenes that needed to be filmed. A lot of the cast kept offering you smiles and seemed more chipper than normal towards you. It was eerie and you kept wondering what they knew that you didn't. You could be wrong but it just didn’t feel right. You kept wondering what everyone knew and was doing before bumping into someone. A mess of dark unruly hair flashed into your perspective and you connected the dots as to who it was. Before you could say anything, she beat you to the punch, "I heard from Charlie that you guys had a movie night together,” Madison stated, almost trying to hint at something more. You had a feeling this possibly correlated with what everyone else was wondering or knew. Great, now everyone was beginning to know of your tragic crush on your coworker.

“Oh yeah we did…” You respond with a smile and hope she’d drop it at that.

“Well? What happened? I want all the details!" Mads pressed cheekily.

You begin your woes with Charlie and how the night had played out. Expressing your admiration for the movie, the things you did together, and even the conversation you had about wanting him to play in a remake.

"The way you flirt is shameful," Madison joked.

“Huh,” You questioned. Her saying that confused you because you never said anything about flirting.

“Oh come on, it’s obvious dude,” Mads admitted while elbowing your side with a grin.

“I’m not sure what you mean, Mads,” You argued with a small smile and teasing stare.

“It’s so obvious that you like him! I just didn’t want to say anything because I thought you hadn’t realized yet.” Mads declared with a knowing smile.

It’s sad to say but she was entirely right. You were horrible from keeping your feelings hidden and her realization just proves that statement. Even so, you were getting a good laugh out of this. “Okay okay, yeah I do and yes it is,” you responded to her statements honestly.

“I knew it! I’m just waiting for the marriage proposal and babies now.” Mads responded with a mischievous grin and hearty chuckle.

You couldn’t help but burst out laughing from her honest and wide stretched ideas. You knew there was a lot of teasing coming your way from now on. You were excited to experience it though, she always offered a good laugh and had great advice. Madison was really developing as her own person and was really mature for her age. You admired that in her. It’s just a little sad that you had to get advice and even be called out by a young teen.

Weeks had passed since the whole cast and Mads situation occurred. Currently, you’ve been chatting with Charlie on the daily over the phone. Whether it be a call or simple text, you always had something to look forward to during the day. Hell, you’d get an occasional meme or tiktok sent your way. There were days when you’d even film some tiktok challenges with him for fun. You had a blast whenever he was around and the comment section of both of your accounts were constantly spammed about your guys’ chemistry. Most people were supportive of your friendship and others were quick to ship you guys. You couldn’t deny that you were flustered by the overwhelming support and fanbase sent your way. Charlie always seemed so excited to read or show you the comments that came strolling in after posting anything with you two.

There were multiple times where you’d make eye contact or your faces would be super close together. Your breath would hitch every time and it took a lot to manage your breathing to be normal. You swore up and down this man made you develop asthma. You couldn’t help it, that man took your breath away. The subtle brushes of his hand on your side or arms were never overlooked. Or the way he’d occasionally grasp your hand when directing you somewhere. You noticed all of these little things he did when he was with you. You tried to brush it off as normal but you couldn't help but hope. Mainly when there were a few romantic challenges that you’ve done together online.

The slowburn was killing you. It was near your last few weeks of filming now. You didn’t know what to expect or think anymore. He is openly intimate with anyone he cares about, so it's hard to differentiate platonic from romantic. That was, until he called you randomly on your day off asking something very important. “Hey,” you can hear a small awkward chuckle before he continues, “There's something I need to get off my chest. I’ve been waiting a while to say this...you are always the one at the back of my mind, and I was wondering if I could take you somewhere...like on a date?”

You were silent for a moment. You didn’t expect that type of question out of the blue; let alone from him. Finally you managed to muster up the courage to respond after a few moments of silence, “Uh yeah! Where would we be going and what time?”

“The first part of your question is a surprise, and 8 pm. Dress cute and comfy.” He announced with a cheerful but playful tone.

You couldn’t help but giggle at his cuteness from over the phone. “Okay, I’ll see you then,” You responded with a goofy tone before hanging up.

Now your anxiety was spiraling. You had to figure out what to wear that could fit any occasion since it's a surprise. You knew it wasn’t some fancy dinner. He was more of the spontaneous adventure type for dates, at least, that what you assumed. So instead, you go for a cute pair of jeans, a cute top and flannel, and a few accessories. You paced around your room while contemplating what would occur tonight. You had an hour before he was coming to pick you up and you were trying to buy yourself time. So, you settled for scrolling tiktok and your other social media feeds. All of your content was booming with new likes, follows, and comments. It put a huge smile on your face from all of the support you were receiving before you heard a knock on your front door.

Before you could even say anything, the brunette was already leaning against the doorway and said with the all knowing accent, “How you doin’?”

You couldn’t help but laugh while hurriedly grabbing your keys and saying, “Oh come on Charlie, that’s so cheesy. You used that as a pickup line, really?”

“Hey hey now, they’ll be plenty more before this is over. You might as well accept it,” he cheekily taunts.

While shaking your head and laughing, you make your way out the door and to his vehicle. You see him rush past you to be at the passenger side before you make it and he opens the door as you get closer. You smiled at the thoughtful action and decided not to mention it just yet. You adjusted yourself into the seat before buckling up and looking at the radio. “Hey, could I use the aux cord to play some music?” You ask quickly.

He looks over at you before nodding his head and handing you the cord. You plug it into your phone before shuffling through your playlists to pick a song. All the while Charlie is pulling out of the apartment complex parking zone. Soon you finally manage to pick a song and immediately click it. You adjusted the volume while waiting for the first tune to come out. Soon enough the song began. “Ba ba da da. Ba ba da da. Ba ba da da. Ba ba da da. Ba ba da da”

You were already goofily singing along and tapping the beat along the dashboard. Soon enough the singing began, “Take a look at my girlfriend. She's the only one I got (ba ba da da) Not much of a girlfriend; I never seem to get a lot (ba ba da da, ba ba da da). It's been some time since we last spoke. This is gonna sound like a bad joke, but momma I fell in love again. It's safe to say I have a new girlfriend.”

He was staring at you as he sang along to the lyrics; never breaking eye contact as the song continued. You wondered what it would be like to be called his girlfriend and introduced to his family. You’d never met them before but you hear amazing stories all the time from the bubbly brunette beside you.

“And I know it sounds so old, but cupid got me in a chokehold, and I'm afraid I might give in. Towels on the mat my white flag is wavin'. I mean she even cooks me pancakes and Alka Seltzer when my tummy aches. If that ain't love then I don't know what love is.”

You pondered what it would be like to have breakfast with him or to be around on his sick days. Those were vulnerable moments in a person’s life and it made you crave that even more.

“We even got a secret handshake”

You guys did have a ‘secret’ handshake. It originated sometime during a tiktok because you thought it would be a great filler moment for one of the videos.

“And she loves the music that my band makes”

You adored JATP and Sunset Curve. You listened to the first season’s Now or Never on repeat. You adored anything that had to do with his voice, honestly. Some of his covers on tiktok and Instagram were shamelessly saved. You’d go back and listen to them when you needed a “pick me up.”

“I know I'm young but if I had to choose her or the sun, I'd be one nocturnal son of a gun.”

It was true. If any moments with him meant losing time in the day, it was well worth it. Even so, you both were screaming along to these lyrics and had huge smiles the entire time. The chorus played out the speakers and along the walls of the car once more before continuing with, “It's been a while since we talked last and I'm tryin' hard not to talk fast, but dad I'm finally thinkin' I may have found the one. Type of girl that will make you way proud of your son.”

God, you crave the acceptance of his family. It was eating at you constantly. You weren’t even dating the guy yet and already worried for the day you had to prove yourself to the family that helped him become the man he is today. That’s a lot to handle for someone mentally, mainly if they don’t end up liking you. They’re his flesh and blood and you’d never want to come between that.

“And I know you heard the last song about the girls that didn't last long, but I promise this is on a whole new plane. I can tell by the way she says my name (ba ba da da)”

You pondered for a moment who he might have dated and his love life in general. After all, were you his normal type? Do you have an effect on him? You brushed away the thought as the next lyrics played, “I love it when she calls my phone. She even got her very own ringtone. If that ain't love then I don't know what love is (ba ba da da)”

You smiled at the thought of him possibly looking forward to your random calls about whatever you were thinking about at the moment. You were always excited to receive a call from him. You’d always hear the ringtone for him which was currently set to ‘Yellow’ by Coldplay. After all, he was your yellow. But you did wonder what yours might’ve been on his. Hell, knowing him he’d probably just left it to the generic tone or a funny one.

“It's gonna be a long drive home but I know as soon as I arrive home, and I open the door, take off my coat and throw my bag on the floor. She'll be back into my arms once more for sure.”

You wished for the day you were together and could experience that level of comfort. Hoping for the day you could come home from a tiring day at work and just bask in the comfort of your partner’s arms. You imagined it for a little while longer while the chorus continued once again. You couldn’t help but space out and daydream for a different time. You knew Charlie was probably looking at you like you were crazy for spacing out randomly but you couldn’t seem to break your thoughts away.

“She's got a smile that would make the most senile, annoying old man bite his tongue. I'm not done. She's got eyes comparable to sunrise and it doesn't stop there. Man, I swear, she's got porcelain skin of course she's a 10, and now she's even got her own song. But movin' on, she's got the cutest laugh I ever heard and we can be on the phone for three hours; not sayin' one word. And I would still cherish every moment, and when I start to build my future she's the main component. Call it dumb, call it luck, call it love, or whatever you call it but everywhere I go I keep her picture in my wallet like here.”

You were still in your own little thoughts while these lyrics played. Even when spaced out, you could still see the figure beside you absolutely jamming along to the lyrics like he meant every word. He was so expressive and happy as he sang along. He was in his element and you adored it. You slowly stopped spacing out and focused on the man beside you as he continued to sing along.

Charlie stopped at the red light, just as the last few moments of the chorus played along in the background. You were belting along again and acting out the lyrics in your own charming way. Your hair illuminated from the sun’s warm glare and your skin was shining in an almost ethereal-like way. Your body language screamed serenity and fluidity. He couldn’t help but be enraptured by your free spirit. His gaze was solely focused on you as you sang along, almost as if he was scared to look away for he’d miss a single moment of you. Both parties could feel the positivity and connection radiating off each other. As the song neared its end, you sat back breathless from your little show-stopping performance. You finally turned back to Charlie and you couldn’t help but feel a little embarrassed by his expression. It was pure awe and it made you feel flustered. His stare was piercing and shined with adoration. His smile was wider than any other moment you’ve ever experienced with him.

“Why are you staring at me like that?” You asked with a bashful smile while brushing a strand of hair behind your ear.

He chuckled before responding, “Can’t I just admire you for a second? I don’t see this often.”

You were confused by his statement at first, that was until you realized what his words truly meant. You had shown a part of yourself that others rarely see, the goofy and open side. Yes, you goofed around with friends and cast members but you still had your timid or closed-off self. However, this is the side of yourself that oozed confidence, and only he got to experience it at this moment. Which was something you’d both treasure from this moment forward. You’d thankfully managed to notice the light had turned green in the nick of time.

“C, the light is green!” You warned but had a huge smile on your face as you said so.

“I know,” he said teasingly while staring at you for a moment longer before driving once more.

You pulled up to the park where you could almost make out something in the distance. It appeared to be a few things laying out on the grass. One of those things being a square shape, probably a blanket. Putting two and two together, you realized it was a picnic date. Your heart swelled at the wholesome idea and admired him for the effort. You hadn’t even seen the entire setup and were already swooning. You look up at him and give him a lovesick smile before he quickly shuffled out of the door and ran to your side. He was a helpless romantic and believed chivalry wasn’t dead. So being the gentleman he was, he opened the door for you and offered you his hand so it would be easier to leave the Subaru. You giggle and say, “such a gentleman.”

He flashes you another smile before saying, “You deserve the world. I may not be able to offer much, but for you, I’ll do anything.”

Your heart felt like it was beating out of your chest at the response he gave you. It wasn’t something you were used to from him. It was endearing, to say the least. You both made your way to your picnic spot. A soft blanket and cute basket were laying out. There was even a bouquet of your favorite flowers and his guitar laying along the grass. All of your favorite snacks and drinks were inside the basket. You were giddy as you looked at everything before you. “This is so sweet, C.” you gushed.

“I wanted to prove to you that I take your heart seriously and that I care.” He seemed shy while he spoke but his eyes were open and honest. He meant every word.

“You have nothing to prove, that you haven’t already, Gillespie.” You teased while softly punching his arm.

He playfully hit back as he responded, “I know but I still wanted to.”

“Fair. Okay, what do you want to do?” You asked.

The poor guy blanked for a moment. He seemed at a loss at your question. “Honestly, I’m not sure. I didn’t think I’d get this far,” he admitted.

You laughed before asking, “Why’s that?”

He chuckled before his face switched to a more serious note, “I always thought of you as unobtainable. You were so interesting and motivated and open to others. I didn’t know if you saw me as anything more than a friend. It started as an attraction but soon I had gotten really close with you and it developed into more. By then I was scared that if I said something, I could lose you.”

You were frozen. You didn’t anticipate this type of response. After all, these are only things you’d experience in fanfiction. It made you feel special. If it wasn’t for the fact that you were in public, you’d probably cry. You’d been dying to hear his side and now you finally have.

“In all honesty, I felt the same way. That you were unattainable, that is.” You responded while looking down.

You kept peering down at the blanket before feeling his hand cup your cheek and tilting your head up. Your eyes met his own before the question left his lips, “And why’s that?” By now if any oxygen was entering your lungs, you damn well couldn’t feel it. His gaze was paralyzing and it took a few moments for you to break away from it. You shifted back a bit to give your heart the break it needed before finally speaking up, “Because. You are you. This lovable and goofy guy. You are adventurous and never take no for an answer. You push others to be their best. You never speak of romance and you always seemed more interested in popular celebrities.”

He chuckled at your response. “Hey! Don’t laugh at me, this is embarrassing to admit,” You whined. You tried to hide the small smile making its way onto your face.

“I’m not laughing at you. Just at the thought that we both thought the other wasn’t interested. I mean come on! Oh, and hey, never be embarrassed to be open with me. I say embarrassing things and do embarrassing things all the time.” He opened up.

“Okay, so what’s one thing you are embarrassed to admit?” You asked curiously. The question honestly intrigued you and his response even more so. Plus, it made it easier to avoid continuing the awkward things you said prior.

“I may have tipped everyone off to not come to your movie night months ago so I could finally have alone time with you,” He answered honestly. You were shocked by two things in that sentence; his boldness and that he had done something like that to gain your attention.

“If you wanted to spend time with me, all you had to do was ask!” you shrieked before pushing his shoulder playfully.

You both were laughing and enjoying the honesty. You never expected him to be the sneaky type and plan something like that. However, it did make a lot of sense looking back. Now it was time for him to ask something, and of course, he continued the intimate questionnaires. “Why did you choose to come with me tonight?” he asked curiously.

He seemed invested by your answer but you could tell by his body language that he was a little antsy. He was brushing his arms and shifting his legs a lot while he waited for you to answer. “I thought, well, for once in my life I should make a decision for myself that would be adventurous, put me out of my comfort zone, and just to let me be happy. I didn’t expect you to ever actually ask me out, but I’m glad you did.” You answered honestly.

He seemed bewildered by your response but still broke out into his heart-stopping grin. You really did know how to blow the man away every time you showed another side of yourself. The questions continued for what seemed like hours and it was now dark out. Even so, the conversation was just as lively and Charlie couldn’t help but stare at you. Your eyes were sparkling from the night’s ever glowing moon. He could only gaze at your face and appreciate your features; your lashes hiding the gleam in your eyes and the soft crinkles of your lids. A hearty chuckle belted out of those lips; the ones he so desperately wanted to kiss. As you continued to banter for the rest of the night, he could never manage to tear his eyes away from your face and he liked it that way.

As the conversation continued and got more intimate so did your closeness. Now, his lips are mere centimeters from you; feeling his breath ghost your lips...and all you could manage to describe this moment as is intoxicating. His eyes drifted longingly between your lips and eyes before you could just barely feel his lips lift into a smirk. Just then when all else felt like it had disappeared around you and the pale moonlight lit up your figures, he grasped your waist and the impossible became possible as his hand gripped you and pulled you into a kiss; one that ignited something inside of you, inside of himself. Others always described having the kiss from “the one” as fireworks but in reality, it felt different. Fireworks are quick and go out just as they start...this was something entirely more addicting. You’d describe this kiss as tingly, but not the type of tingles you feel when cold, instead, something that engulfs your entire body and you can’t help but feel weak to it. You fall prey to the feeling of warmth and lightheadedness it offers. All the while trying to manage to gasp for air while you can hear your heart beating in your ears. You were almost entirely sure he could probably feel your heart beating out of your chest. “Maybe sometimes slow burn is okay for the plot,” you thought to yourself while still locking lips with the Canadian actor. Was it simply luck that caused you to meet him that fateful day...or was it the universe giving you the answers you needed all your life? The answer is...your spark.

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My JATP Headcannons:

First things first (we start the scene in reverse), Luke is pan and Reggie is bi

I think that Luke knows that he's attracted to people of all genders and just doesn't really give a fuck and stays ✨vibing✨ but I think that Reggie is so focused on the fact that he likes girls that he hasn't explored the queer side of himself yet (hence the bisexual panic™ in that scene)

I don't think that Luke and Alex ever dated in the 90s BUT I do think that they definitely hooked up more than once, and I think it's entirely feasible that Alex ended up coming out to his parents after they caught him and Luke on one of these occasions. Mayhaps that's even the reason that they stopped hooking up and it never progressed into a full relationship 🤷‍♂️🤷‍♀️

ALEX WOULD ABSOLUTELY LOVE HAVING HIS NAILS PAINTED AND IT WOULD GIVE HIM SUCH A CONFIDENCE BOOST I STG

I think that Reggie's family was pretty unstable financially. Not that they were poor but that they didn't have a consistent and reliable income so sometimes they had enough money and sometimes they struggled to get by, and I think that this was the cause of a lot of his parents' fights

In contrast, I think Alex's family was decently well off. Like, a good drum set is expensive. I don't think that they were super rich, but they definitely never struggled or worried about expenses like Reggie, or even Luke (who's family I think were financially stable but not well off enough to really afford many luxuries)

And then Bobby's family was the richest. I think he lived in the house that Julie lives in now, and they were well off enough to not have to worry about supporting Luke when he ran away from home and crashed at the studio

Also, I am 100% on board with the idea of neurodivergent Reggie

Now, let's get get back to the present day and talk about how 🏳️‍🌈queer🏳️‍🌈 the rest of these character are: Carrie, Flynn and Julie are ALL wlw

In my mind, none of them are lesbians but they definitely all like girls. I think Flynn is the closest to be being fully gay but she does still like guys. Carrie and Julie both have more of a 50/50 attraction, but Carrie slightly prefers girls and Julie slightly prefers guys

Also Caleb is a flaming homosexual

I think that Carrie is actually really smart and does really well at school. Like, she's a straight A student (which is heckin impressive when you consider that she's doing that alongside Dirty Candy)

Julie is also pretty good at school, especially English, and Flynn has like a C average but she sucks at math

(Reggie was super good at math but struggled with everything else, Luke didn't care about school at all so his grades were wild, and Alex got Bs in literally everything)

Carlos is gonna be really good with computers and coding when he gets older

Flynn has at least one sibling, probably at least two, and when they're all together things get crazy

I think Willie died pretty recently. Like, in the 2010s. And this is super depressing but I don't think that he really had a family which is why he seems to be so singlemindedly focused on skating. (It might also contribute to how he got involved with Caleb??)

Carrie listens to Kpop and she stans Red Velvet, you cannot change my mind

FLYNN IS GOING TO WEAR A SUIT TO PROM AND SHE'S GONNA LOOK 🔥SO GOOD🔥

[stellarspecter]

hey I recently followed you after I watched npmd as my foray into its fandom and One NPMD Blog To Follow (your fic 10/10 btw, greatly enjoyed it) and was delighted by the aro/ace posts you also reblog ^_^ doesn’t need to be npmd, but do you have any favorite aro or ace headcanons?

omg thank you anon! one thing about me is i will be sooooo aro on main

i was big into jatp for the last few years, so one of my fave aro hcs is reggie peters! that boy is aro bi and you Cannot tell me otherwise. headcanon acquired from this iconic post by amanda @secretly-of-course and like i mean it's just correct. i even made a gifset and a fic about it (the fic does also end up aro-fying the rest of the polycule lmao). other aro jatp hcs include aro carrie, aro luke, and obviously the band as a qpr bc that's basically canon. i do also believe in aro bobby because i loveeee to project onto that boy lmao. you may be noticing some patterns in my headcanons and it is that i am extremely biased towards zapping characters with my arofication beam. well guess what i also transgenderize them

(if i had a nickel for every time i made an ao3 series about a polycule consisting of musically-inclined main characters, then wrote subsquent fics transing their genders and aromanticizing their orientations/queerplatonic-ing their relationships, i'd have two nickels. which isn't a lot but it's weird that it's happened twice. if you're into be more chill you can check out my meremine series i wrote in high school lol)

other than jatp i haven't really been super active in fandom recently? i did find a very good aro bi steve harrington series on ao3, which i definitely recommend checking out if ur into that sort of thing

honestly my hcs change depending on the day and mood. i haven't spent too much time thinking about npmd hcs but i mean. any character i like ends up getting arospec'd it's only a matter of time

[one-jatp-gender-a-day]

I mean come on…you can’t get more gender than this

[one-jatp-gender-a-day]

hi yes you’re VERY correct this is,,,,, yeah. sir can i Please have the gender <3

Charlie Gillespie by Luis Lucas

[sunsetcurvecuddles]

Boggie cuddles featuring Luke just flopping onto Alex unprompted cause he feels left out

first of all i love u second of all this got away from me and turned into a luke character study what else is new. this is essentially a snippety sequel to maybe you find it stuck in your molars but a) you don’t need to read molars to understand this i don’t think and b) idk if it’s good enough to put on ao3 so have it here at least haha maybe i’ll change my mind.

as in molars: luke in this is trans, and ambiguously ace/aro spec. warning for some pretty mild transphobia.

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The feeling of fighting with his mom makes the back of Luke’s neck prickle and his hands hurt. He feels so dumb about how angry he is, that even after the whole length of the bike ride to Bobby's, Luke still has the urge to stomp the ground and throw his helmet down when he stops. The only thing stopping him is his mom's words still ringing in his ears, that he's certainly acting like a teenaged boy, throwing a tantrum like that. He still drops his bike, almost pettily, to hear it clatter to the ground.

The rational part of his brain, however small and puny, knows she probably meant he was acting stupid and hot-headed. Which maybe he was. If she meant anything else, why would she have supported him so far? They were fighting about the band, like always, not his gender.

But the cold ice-pick of fear in his heart keeps going over "acting like a boy" over and over and over, acting like, as in not really—

He shakes it off and takes a few deep breaths. Puts his hands behind his head, elbows out wide, and closes his eyes. Just breathes. Knows he can't go into the studio with that kind of energy, or he'll psych Reggie out.

"Luke?"

It's Alex, at the door. He must have heard Luke drop his bike. The sight of him — fingers curled around the doorframe, messy hair in his eyes, eyebrows furrowed — immediately loosens whatever ugly tight feeling was building in Luke's chest. His denim jacket has slipped off one of his shoulders, and he looks so soft and warm. Like safety and home and acceptance. Like he's looked Luke's whole life.

"Hey, Lex," he says, and it comes out a little breathless, but he tries to play it off as just being from the bike ride. "Sorry I'm late."

"Are you..." Alex begins, but he must see Luke flinch, because he blatantly changes direction mid-sentence, "... gonna come in? Bobby got pizza."

Luke's stomach growls, absolutely without his permission, and Alex laughs, rolling his eyes and beckoning Luke to follow him, as if Luke wouldn’t follow Alex into the depths of hell without looking back.

The studio takes another layer of distress off Luke's shoulders. It's dimly lit at this time of day, just past sunset, and Bobby's guitar and Reggie's bass have been propped up on the ground rather than their stands, which means they were playing before Luke arrived.

Bobby and Reggie are curled up together on the couch, both munching away at slices of pizza, and Reggie's in Bobby's lap, which momentarily startles Luke. Not because they're cuddling (the most run-of-the-mill Sunset Curve activity possible) but because it reminds him that things have changed.

To be fair, he's doing a good job adjusting. Bobby and Reggie dating might have thrown him for a loop at first, but he's getting his head around it. He's at the point now where he can handle hearing Reggie talk about when he and Bobby went out last week, without being totally consumed by without us? Was it a date? and feeling nauseous. The way Bobby looks at Reggie no longer makes him feel squirmy, even if he does still find it confusing.

And they're two of his favourite people in the entire world. So if they're happy, he's happy. Seeing them cozied up and warm and eating actually makes Luke feel better than he did a moment ago.

Kinda makes him wish he was cozied up too, though. Just without all the other... stuff.

"Hey, Luke!" says Reggie cheerfully, his cheeks a little flushed and a smile pulling across his face, but his mouth is completely full of pizza so it sounds more like "Eeuke!"

Bobby's nose wrinkles in amusement, Alex's in mild disgust, but neither of them say anything about it, and Luke doesn't care because Reggie looks so relaxed and happy, simply says, "Hey, Reg. Bobby."

To his relief, neither of them ask why he's late. He can't tell if it's because they're being considerate, or if it's because they're totally absorbed by the pizza. He's happy with it either way. Bobby gives him a little nod, and then shuffles as Reggie tucks his head under Bobby's chin, Bobby's hand coming to rest on the sliver of Reggie's hip that's exposed by his t-shirt riding up.

Luke's chest hurts. Not in an actually bad way, like it used to before top surgery, when he'd worn his binder for too long. Just in a feelings way. Not that he knows what that feeling is, what he's meant to call it. It's not jealousy of Bobby and Reggie. He doesn't want to have whatever this different thing is that they have, can barely identify it between the lines when he looks for it.

He just wishes he was being held like that, and wishes he didn't constantly feel like he has to prove himself to people all the time, and wishes he could feel included, somehow, without interrupting them.

When Alex slumps back into his own seat on the couch, Luke can't stop himself. Unceremoniously, he flops across Alex's lap, too, and reaches for a slice of pizza before Alex can properly finish scoffing, Alex’s arms coming around his waist by instinct to stop him overbalancing and toppling to the floor.

"What the — dude, get off me!" Alex insists, but his voice has none of the sharp edge that it would if he actually meant it, if this was one of those times where Alex needed not to be touched. Luke grabs a piece of pizza in each hand and shimmies his way back up to seated, nose inches from Alex’s. Offers him the other piece with a bright grin.

This feels better. Alex grumbles, but takes a bite out of the pizza Luke held in front of his face, and the last of Luke’s bad feelings melt off him. Bobby and Alex start chatting about something — gig planning stuff, or a phone call Bobby had with some guy his brother knows who might be able to do some professional-looking photos for them on the cheap.

Alex is as warm and cuddly as he looked, and Luke rests his cheek on Alex’s shoulder to eat, still feeding Alex periodically with his other hand so that Alex doesn’t have to move more than necessary, and zones out of their conversation. He’s eating, and he’s getting cuddled, and he’s with his favourite people.

When they finish their food, they’ll probably have a more chill jam session than normal, full stomachs so no jumping around. Maybe he can run through his latest new draft with them. Get Alex to come up with a rhythm. See Reggie’s eyes light up as he plucks the bassline for the first time. Have Bobby try a few different harmonies, just to see what works.

Alex’s hand runs up and down Luke’s back once, smooth and solid, and Luke can’t help but melt into him, couldn’t do anything else if he tried. His ankle bumps Reggie’s and Reggie meets his eyes, grins just slightly, bumps back so their feet stay pressed together, Luke’s toes tucking under Bobby’s thigh. Bobby doesn’t even complain. Luke nudges his nose against Alex’s throat and mutters, “Love you guys,” and they all say it back without a single pause, without the slightest hesitation in the world.

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now on ao3 as well

jatp taglist (lmk if you want to be added or removed): @queenmolina @nickalicious @bi-reginald @malecacidd @burntchromas @jughead-is-canonically-aroace @cinnamonstickrayofsunlight

[blackandblue13]

as i reread/post-new-chapters-of smsias, i’m going to add silly, little trivia facts to this post below the cut so uhhh here (also spoilers if you haven't read the fic. any content warnings are listed on the ch pages on ao3):

1. ordinary (train; spider-man 2)

lol @ myself for setting this in chicago (i’ve been to CA once, and the closest i got to LA was universal studios, so i don’t think i could accurately write spider-man stuff with LA geography. and i live in chicago. so). at least i’m not the only person who uprooted jatp from LA/LF/CA, though. i’ve read some royalty AUs, a fic set in florida, some where carrie/flynn/julie or alex/bobby/luke/reggie live in new york, so at least i’m not the Only person taking jatp somewhere else for non-tour purposes.

my high school chemistry teacher from sophomore year? mrs. boyle. she had the same notecard system of death that professor boyle does (and she’s teaching alex/reggie chemistry in their sophomore year of college lol). i hated her so much. fuck you, kara. i liked my physics teacher (ms. senser, junior year), though! but i felt weird naming a fictional chemistry professor after a real-life physics teacher. sorry, marybeth 😭.

lol bobby texted reggie to ask if he needed a ride home from class. i forgot about that specific message while writing ch10, because i had bobby insist that he would drive reggie home from class during the ch10 origin story flashback.

lmao reggie asking the gals to lie and tell bobby he’s not at the studio and pleading “just this once” (spoiler alert, reggie would lie to bobby more than just that one time).

the test tube! lol i don’t remember if i reread ch1 before writing ch10 but i’m really glad reggie accidentally getting cut by the test tube remained consistent. wait actually i probably did because i specifically remember the hair comment. still. silly.

lyft! i prefer lyft to uber. also i think weird stuff was happening with uber during jan-apr 2021 irl, so i was like “let’s have reg take a lyft.”

it is so silly to me how carrie/flynn/julie are so quick to catch onto reggie’s superhero dreams. they probably have superhero dreams of their own. i just think it would be so cool to be a guy-in-the-chair (as much as i would also enjoy being in the action, too. but also i am weak with injuries, so guy-in-the-chair may be a better job for me anyway).

“thank you, tobey maguire” — i really prefer the version of spider-man where the spider bite gave him the power to shoot his own webs (the tech of andrew and tom’s was still p cool). i didn’t think about the logistical aspect of spidey having to adapt his diet though, so i don’t think that is brought up until after reggie’s partners find out about his spidey-life.

i have no idea how or what bobby could have possibly cried at during all three hsm movies but he did!!! hsmtmts cause of crying was likely 01x04 when ricky is in his sad boy hours because i cried at that and i project onto bobby a lot.

carrie and bobby live in lake point tower but i don’t think i ever established a place of residence for trevor? oops lol.

i love that i threw in these details of bobby having tattoos and a motorcycle, and bringing reggie flowers, and then completely forgetting about it for the longest time. there is a single comment about bobby chasing after reggie on his bike, and also the ot4 tattoo scene in ch9, and bobby having forgotten that he used to bring reggie flowers and hadn’t brought flowers for luke or alex, too, until ch6. so at least they make a comeback?

oh okay so maybe i tried to write a version of luke’s “four” that will never see the light of day because i only got as far as the melody for the chorus.

it’s so weird to read earlier chapters of this fic because of the gendered words and only he/him pronouns for bobby. i think i started projecting genderlessness onto them in july when i stopped using she/her pronouns? so i’ve had to change a lot of original draft stuff because i wrote some stuff (that was recently posted/the next couple of chapters to be posted) before deciding to write bobby as nonbinary. so. y’all can blame my personal gender crisis for bobby’s in-fic-gender-crisis.

it is so silly to me how this entire first chapter is just like. brief portion of present day. giant chunk of a flashback. little bit of present day, longer than before. another flashback, but much shorter. okay back to present day again lol.

dang. remember how reggie is hesitant to say “i love you” to bobby during the may 2020 flashbacks? and then when we get to present day of september, he says it so easily to alex? wish we got to see that buildup (yes i know i’m the author shush).

(august 2020 flashback) reggie thinking things are weird between him and bobby because he kissed bobby’s cheek… that is just so silly to me because bobby spent this chapter’s may 2020 flashback, as well as ch10’s may 2020 section, being very physically affectionate with reggie. including kisses to hand/knuckle and top of head. and also him admitting that the entire ot4 is affectionate that way, as in they all kinda kiss each other all the time even though they’re not romantically together (except alex/luke but we don’t know that yet lol). silly goose. silly reg.

i think the whole issue of reggie hesitating to say “i love you” to bobby but having an easier time with alex is because bobby and reggie had a conversation where they explicitly confessed their romantic feelings for each other. alex, on the other hand? reggie has romantic feelings for him, but alex doesn’t know that, nor does reggie have any idea if alex feels similarly about him (and this is the same situation with luke). so, saying “i love you” to bobby feels like a confession he isn’t ready for, somehow an accidental sign that he wants to begin their romantic relationship earlier than he wants to.

ahh yes i love the vicious push-up competition of asexual solidarity 😤😤😤

2. you’re that spider-guy — hans zimmer; the amazing spider-man 2)

my short chapter! the baby of the fic! it’s like 2.5k words i think? all my writing is basically “me yelling for eight hours in order to properly explain the universe because i have adhd and i need y’all to see exactly what i’m seeing except sometimes i forget to describe things oops”

anyway. i love the mini-arc of reg-meeting-his-partners-as-spidey. it seems like the scariest thing in the world because he’s never been face-to-face with the magician so that dude’s obviously not going to become relevant (/s), and he’s trying so hard to keep his secret from his partners, and then he has to save all three of them? (alex from a car, luke, bobby from his own internal spiraling) so silly.

i love making insta posts for the gang. i love them. sometimes the chapters are already too long or the mood is way too serious, and an insta post doesn’t fit the vibe, but when they are in a ch, they make me smile :)

3. (i wish i could be) honest — “honest” by the neighbourhood; the amazing spider-man 2

first time linking the playlist yay!!

also the first time more than one member of the ot4 (aka more than just reg lol) is Going Through It

“should reggie be more worried about luke’s opinion of spider-man?” haha, Yes!

carrie’s papaya conditioner that reggie used? garnier fructis 3-options-in-1 rinse-out conditioner, leave-in conditioner, and hair mask. would recommend. it makes my hair feel soft.

someone pls yell at me to fix the italics formatting of the alex/reggie phone call toward the end. i tried to do it on my phone twice, but then safari was like “network connectivity lost go fuck off i hate you” so i have to wait a few days until i have my laptop again.

i’ve tried the cold brew and lemon bar ice creams from jeni’s, the mango milk cloud, strawberry milk cloud, and brown sugar boba from hello jasmine, and all five cupcake flavors (creme brulee, tiramisu, cookies and cream, s'mores, peanut butter nutella) from molly’s — absolutely amazing. would recommend.

4. (nobody knows the danger we’re in) on this sunny day — “picture this” by the cast of spider-man: turn off the dark

i wonder why reggie and spider-man text the same way,,, /s

i love the alex/reggie scene before they go into the courthouse. this ch was entirely written without it, like originally, it would’ve gone from alex/reg’s text convo straight into the insta post of them with the ring pops, which would have made this seem like a wildly impulsive decision. but then at the last minute i was like “well reggie’s parents suck; is he really going to be able to get married on a whim without overthinking it?” and the answer was no because mans has spent the last three chapters overthinking, and he will spend the rest of the fic overthinking. so. hooray for last-minute realizations of plot consistencies.

y’all have my sister to blame for any marriage stuff that happens in my fics. i was writing the beginning chapters around the time she got unofficially engaged in march, and she and her mans had been talking about wedding/engagement stuff for, like, the six months before.

5. undercover — pete yorn; spider-man

shoutout to jo for helping me figure out the costumes. i wrote the entire ch for realizing “the reader should know what everyone else besides reg is wearing, right?” and i: could not decide on a costume for anyone aside from 1, not wanting iron man (because i hate iron man and rdj, and i wanted to avoid iron man And spider-man both appearing in the ot4), 2, not wanting there to be both loki And thor within the ot4, 3, not wanting a marvel-romance-crossover between the ot3 and ot4. the closest we get to that is captain america/black widow because of that fake dating distraction kiss in “the winter soldier” but i think it’s nice and silly that alex and carrie are in those costumes. it’s a fun mlm/wlw solidarity if you think about it too hard (but also in general because alex/carrie are besties who dance and do yoga together and i love them).

bobby’s halloween costume being loki is unintentionally gender foreshadowing. because loki is genderfluid and sometimes gender envy (and i’m 90% jo suggested loki for bobby because loki and taylor kare give them gender envy. which is. 100% understandable. i too get gender envy from taylor kare). (okay maybe bobby’s gender arc is because of my own gender crisis AND jo’s suggestions. thank you, jo.)

fun fact: i had absolutely no idea how the hielo/fuego/spidey interaction was going to end, so i was like "let's just throw him off the roof" lol and then i accidentally broke the spidey suit oops

6. you can laugh, you can feel fine — “learn to crawl” by black lab; spider-man

spidey-skirt! we love the spidey-skirt :)

i uhh Did Not Plan for the spidey suit to be out of commission, so this ch Did Not Exist in the original draft. hehe.

bobby's discomfort with being shirtless = weird gender feelings and general discomfort with existing.

wilson worldwide banjo/guitar creation is fully based on me thinking about how much i love my banjolele

someone Please tell me they caught onto the color scheme of bobby's bouquet. yellow, white, purple, black? it's the nonbinary flag?? i'm foreshadowing their coming out???

i named mark after a guy i don't like irl lol

oh yeah nick exists in this fic verse. idk if he does anything aside from "dorm with willie." nick is at columbia too (i had to confirm this with my actual fic notes, bc i pictured willie and nick living at the UC dorm building, which houses students from columbia, roosevelt, saic, and i think uic law?). which is very irrelevant in the grand scheme of this fic bc i don't touch upon the college aspect of their lives very often (but also the main focus is spidey-reg, not jatp-gang-in-college)

yaaaaaaay the ot4 is picking fights /s

when luke says that they should all stop keeping secrets from each other and bobby is the first to jump in and be like "wait here's an exception" = him not ready to come out as enby, and not wanting to feel like he's "hiding" part of his identities from the partners

"yeah, i totally fuck with privacy" what a good line. good job, me.

projecting onto characters is fun! like bobby, i get migraines that are sometimes eased by ice packs. and i hate loading the dishwasher.

also bobby probably had a migraine for normal life stress reasons, but they probably would have secluded themself to the second bedroom anyway because of weird gender feelings persisting all day.

OH lol so i don't remember if i fell asleep in the middle of writing the last scene of the chapter OR if i had just woken up, but either way, i had just had a really realistic dream where i saw my bed or my room or something, but something felt very Off, and i couldn't place what it was, and then i woke up out of nowhere. and then i wrote it into the fic so bobby would have that dream, too.

7. this photograph is proof (i know you know) — taking back sunday; spider-man

this ch is like 16k words which meant it ended up being an hour and 46 minutes when i recorded the podfic (which i split into three parts bc my laptop did some weird thing at the end of the original first part, so then i was like "okay i guess i'll split it into two parts" and then i had to re-record the first part, and it was more balanced to do three parts, whatever. fun and silly tech problem).

in the original draft, during the bobby/spidey rooftop scene, bobby told spidey that one of his friends wasn't a big fan of spidey bc he [friend, luke] thinks spidey has a better ass than him. luke was referred to as a friend in the original draft bc the main ship of the fic was bobby/reggie (not ot4, unfortunately), and then in the second draft, the line stayed but the ot4 wasn't public with their relationship. in the actual, published version, the ot4 is together and public, and the ass jealousy (lol) line becomes throwaway dialogue in the november section of ch5 (after team spidey gets coffee and returns to the ot4's condo). i also had no idea how i would have ended this scene with either of the original drafts, so y'all can thank my personal gender crisis, as well as bobby's crisis, for giving me a great opportunity for something that bobby/spidey could talk about that isn't them yelling at spidey for flirting with his partners.

haha "spider-dick"

i love molly's cupcakes. new flavor mentioned: boston creme for lex. i actually don't remember if this is a real flavor or if i just made it up for fic purposes or if i was thinking about donuts (and if i WAS thinking about donuts, then this becomes a fun reference to cmbcyb, in which reg's fave donut flavor is boston creme)

sharkboy and lavagirl! cinematic masterpiece

as y'all can tell, my main headcanons for bobby are: genderless, sleep-deprived/insomniac, loves coffee, uncultured (in a funny way, like with pop culture), migraines, grumpy one who is soft for the sunshine one(s), fall out boy :)

"non-bob-ary" :)

oh lmao i had no idea how to properly transition into the gala bc i didn't want another scene with reporters/paparazzi type (like in ch4 i think?) and with my sister getting married this year and constantly in wedding-planning-mode, i think she mentioned stuff about where she and her mans want to honeymoon after the wedding, so i was reminded that honeymoons are a thing, and then i was like "lol these silly geese impulsively got married and never discussed honeymoon"

alex spits out the jalapeño popper bc he can't handle spice /hj

i know i trashed the vegetarian alternative foods but some meatless "meatballs" and vegan hot dogs are really good. but sometimes they're really weird and sad.

y'all don't understand how many times i had to count to 9 to ensure that i included the ot4, the ot3, ray, and trevor, and then make sure that i didn't accidentally count to 5 when i was thinking about the ot4

again with the original draft and main ship being bobby/reggie -- that meant just the two of them would have gone on a date to the ww gala that night, and i'm p sure luke and alex wouldn't have attended at all. there was also some weird side plot about bobby/reggie and carrie/flynn/julie not being Out, so there was some fake-date nonsense of bobby/flynn and carrie/reggie hanging out together so reporters wouldn't suspect gay nonsense. i had absolutely no idea where i would've gone with that. i think i wrote a little tiny bit of this idea out, and then i moved it to my "spare parts" google doc (of fic ideas i've abandoned lol) bc there was no way to incorporate that into the actual, final draft of the fic.

i knew i wanted "this photograph is proof (i know you know)" to be the ch title very early on in the writing process bc i wanted 1, the bobby/spidey rooftop run-in with the picture taking (shoutout to taylor kare for being a photographer) and 2, the reveal of the conspiracy board. also! bobby was not supposed to have seen the board; that was only going to be team spidey, but then i couldn't figure out a good/nice way to get rid of them so reg could go upstairs alone, and then i was like "wouldn't it be silly, and unintentionally add an extra layer of angst, if one of reg's partners found out about the spidey-stuff before the other two? haha!"

lol hey magic man

there's no j jonah jameson equivalent in this spidey-verse but luke calling spidey a menace in front of all the gala guests and first responders is the closest we get

"reggie loves finding cool rocks" yeah he sure does!!!

hehe brooch

the coffee metaphor is so silly like why is that what's running through reg's head when he's in the middle of a crisis lol whatevs

every time i was like "okay this chapter is over" when i was writing it, i kept finding more stuff to add, so then it just Kept Going which is super silly, and that's how it ended up being 16k! bc i never shut up!!

OH this ch almost ended up being Even Longer bc i had this idea for alex/bobby to have a nice lil convo (while luke was in the bathroom and reg was changing in the closet) talking about this video alex had watched by a polyam blogger (polyphiliablog, bc i love their tiktoks) about how it can be better for polycules to ask someone outside of the relationship to mediate arguments (bc they're not directly involved or dating anyone, so they can offer a less biased opinion) and it was going to be a nice little infodump section, but then i had no idea how to transition in or out of it, and i also wanted to let the ot4 Sleep so i was like "alright i gotta scrap this idea, they've had a long night. if alex isn't actively offering to mediate the bob/reg argument when he overhears it bc he's tired and also staying by luke's side while luke throws up, there's no way he's going to have the energy to infodump, and bobby likely won't have the energy to process the infodumping and properly appreciate alex's research"

8. your heart knows when you’re hiding — “boy falls from the sky” by the cast of spider-man: turn off the dark

i knew from the beginning that i wanted “boy falls from the sky” to be the ch title for whenever spider-man and the magician had their showdown at navy pier. it wasn’t until i had been obsessively listening to my smsias playlist that i heard the lyric “your heart knows when you’re hiding” and delved into the idea of reggie’s conflict between hiding/revealing himself, and in ch1 when reggie is thinking about his feelings for bobby, he also admits “there and luke-and-alex-shaped pieces of his heart,” and the comparison of all three of his partners being what makes up his heart, and the ot4 knowing each other so well, therefore All Of That^^ equating to the line “[reggie’s] heart (his partners) knows when you’re hiding”

i also intended for the literal “boy falls from the sky” moment (of the magician attacking reggie, then reggie passing out as he drops to the earth) to be more dramatic, like an “oh shit, this has never happened before” but then i threw in that thing in ch5 when hielo and fuego throw reg off the roof. but oh well.

ahaha luke getting mad at reg for the reveal was one of the few things i wrote in the original draft that stayed pretty intact through revisions

the chapter was originally going to end with the lines “And then he’s falling — Reggie has never been more alone in his entire life. alone, alone, alone. None of this would’ve happened if he wasn’t so selfish, didn’t think with his heart instead of his head, didn’t knowingly endanger his family with every passing second — and then the world goes dark.” as one paragraph, but then i got the silly idea of “lol what if his life flashed before his eyes because apparently that’s what happen when people die,” so that’s where THAT came from. and i figured, with the way i could split up aforementioned line, the best course of action would be three scenes (yay rule of threes!), and the most painful types of scenes would be any where it’s emphasized that he is so incredibly loved by his found family. plus i never showed an ot4 date, despite writing their getting-together scene, and i didn’t think of the team spidey letter scene until after the chapter in which it would have fit best. and there’s minimal ray content, and the only carlos moment before this one is a single insta comment.

also! the team spidey moment is very important to me, because as often as reggie is internally like “i should have been doing this alone the whole time, i shouldn’t have gotten more people involved,” i wanted there to be the consistent, counter-argumentative theme of “no, reggie, it’s okay to ask for help and to rely on other people. you work better with a team by your side, and you are happier when you’re with your loved ones than when you’re alone.” and also the lol moment of reg being like “yeah i wouldn’t have gotten this far without y’all” because he appreciates his amazing team of his best gal friends, and even though he doesn’t say it enough, but he loves them so much!!!

9. stop feeling invisible and start feeling invincible [interlude] — “invincible” by aminé; spider-man: into the spider-verse

i totally forgot reg gave bobby a cool rock during this beach section, bc i recently wrote a scene in the cmbcyb prequel with ABJLR and thomas on the beach, and reg brings a bobby a cool rock in that too, but it didn't click with me that i had already written that same thing months ago lol. i'm keeping it in, though. it was cute.

initial/name tattoos are kinda weird to me but i like the idea of bobby getting them bc he's secretly a sap in every version of him i've ever written

also tattoo employees: bex is named after bex taylor-klaus (the voice actor for pidge in "voltron") and may is named after may parker (from the official "spider-man" universe)

this ch (up until the present day scene) is like. the last Silly Fun Times ch bc everything gets so serious afterward lol. y'all remember that moment in ch8 after the spidey-reveal when alex tells reg to be safe, and reg is internally like "oh god is it going to be this serious all the time?" the answer is Yes ahaha Foreshadowing.

10. when it started — the strokes; spider-man

bobby insisting that the ww employees don't call them "sir" or "mister" = weird gender feelings have been going on for a while, even if they didn't fully realize it until months later

the flashback/origin is one of the earlier things i wrote for this fic (at least the premise of bobby-carrie-reggie going to ww, them sneaking into the ending of trev's presentation, and the lab scene) although i didn't even THINK of the hielo/fuego part until i was writing ch7 when reg has that moment of thinking him getting his powers Wasn't an accident, and then i was like "lol wouldn't it be so silly if hielo and fuego were at ww for whatever reason, maybe they snuck in or maybe they worked there, and they were the reason reg got his powers" and then i made them employees

11. hurry, hurry, hurry before i go insane — “i wanna be sedated” by the strokes; spider-man: far from home

i think it took longer for me to decide on a song/lyrics to title this chapter than it did to actually write the chapter

i wrote out notes for myself of the ot4's separate arcs for the next few chapters (bc they're all going through different stuff, but we, the audience, mainly see the spidey-stuff bc reg pov and also it's a spidey-fic, but obvi alex/bobby/luke's lives don't revolve around spidey-stuff as heavily as reg's does) and the main note? "okay so basically everyone is Going Through It"

haha the gang watches the spidey-movies that's so silly!!!

i was going through some tummy problems while writing this (bc i am a hot girl with acid reflux (gender neutral)) so most of reg's tummy problems are based on my own experience hehe

while i was recording the podfic, police/ambulances kept driving by so that may or may not be heard in the final recording, Except during the actual spidey-and-police scene. the irl police only drove by before or after me recording that part smh my head

12. alone — danny elfman; spider-man

ahaha reggie is Going Through It

i wish i could say more here but i genuinely forgot what i originally wrote, and then tumblr refreshed the draft page before i could say it so Oops. when i reblog this post with notes for future chapters, i'll probably add notes for aforementioned chapters as i remember them.

[caspianjames]

JULIE AND THE GAY ONES!!

[img ID: teenage Bobby from JATP in a striped shirt and leather vest, smiling to his right. He is outlined with black and placed in front of the aroace agender flag]

[img ID: Willie from JATP in a blue and white textured shirt, smiling with a closed mouth to his right. He is outlined in black and set against a demiboy pride flag.]

[img ID: Flynn from JATP smiling broadly. They are outlined in white and placed in front of the demigirl flag]

[Img ID: Willie from JATP in a button up and blazer. He is turned towards his left. WIllie is outlined in an off-white and set against the genderfluid pride flag]

Day 2 of 30, have some gender on this lovely Wednesday 

*feel free to use these, just give me credit. send dm or ask for the higher res images OR for a specific character/pride flag you’d like!!

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Be Enby, Commit Felonies

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1. The crescendo

Hugs that start soft and gentle and afraid, because you don’t want to break them, but by the end it’s the mutual clutching of cloth and the faces buried in each others necks/shoulders and it’s holding as tight as you can because screw the idea of ‘if you love someone let them go’

2. The Welcome Home

Hugs that feel like coming home because they surround you. The arms holding you, the smell of the person, the feeling of loving and being loved. Hugs that reach your soul.

3. Bursting Hugs

Excited hugs that lift you off your feet and swing you around and the hysterical giggles that bubble from your chest as you bounce up and down and squeal and embrace over and over and the face-splitting smiles and the laughter you share

4. Loss

Hugs that feel like breaking apart. Your nose is snotty and your eyes are red and you clutch their shirt and your shoulders are loose because you know how this ends, and your knees are about to give out from the enormity and despair of it all. Hugs that only go on for that long because you both need someone to hold you upright.

5. The Cuddling

Hugs that are tender. Hugs that are the pulling of you into a lap, even if you are not a small child and almost definitely could pick them up. They choose to hold you against them. Its a sleepy head on a welcome shoulder and a nose pressed into their neck. It’s a slow smile and tired eyes. It’s the feeling of safety and comfort.

6. Missing Someone

It’s a farewell hug. An embrace that is tight with goodbye and the missing of you already, before you have even left their arms. It is an ending. It is the bittersweet that haunts your dreams and makes your heart break as you smile and wave one more time. One more time even though they are past seeing it. One more time even though they have already turned away.

7. Last chance...

The betrayal hug. The hug where you know you are lost, the one where you just need them safe, the one where you tell the truth, the one.... the one.... That hug right before everything changes for the worse, and one of them knows it's going to happen, so they want this one last hug before it all goes wrong. They're trying to hide their face because they're crying, and they're holding on soso tight and the other person doesn't know why but they're enjoying it anyways, not knowing it's the last hug before all trust is lost.

8. Goodnight Sleepyhead

It’s a clumsy embrace and a fond smirk, eyes heavy with exhaustion but hearts light. It’s the moment when you haven’t gotten enough sleep (and God know you haven’t ever made good decisions past 2 am) and you let your guard down. You show them how much you care, messy hair and a quick squeeze before parting ways. You’ll regret the ease of the hug tomorrow, but tonight they know you love them, tonight you don’t care about tomorrow.

9. I-don’t-hate-you-but-I’m-awkward-as-hell-sorry-for-being-an-ass-sometimes

Surprisingly gentle. It’s the hug of someone you didn’t know you would love. The hug from a rival or someone who lost their way. It’s hesitant but kind, and afterwards both are flustered.