#ralex

[lvkereggie]

sometimes i’m thankful we never got alex and reggie’s full backstories only because i know the edits would be even more painful then they are now.

[invisibleraven]

tying your lover’s tie for the rarepair of your choice, because I'm not sure which of these himbos actually would know how <3 Plz and thank you!

"I feel stupid."

Alex looked around to see Reggie who looked rather uncomfortable in a suit, shirt half unbuttoned, tie hanging around his neck.

"You don't look it-at least now that you have a suit that fits. You were swimming in that last one," he replied.

"It was my Pop's!" Reggie countered. "I never really needed it aside from stuff like this, why buy a new one?"

Alex shook his head, coming over to flick a strand of hair off Reggie's forehead. "This is important, not every day two of your best friends get married."

"You really think she managed to get Luke to wear sleeves?" Reggie joked.

"If he'd do it for anyone, he'd do it for Julie."

Reggie nodded, then stood back, taking Alex in. "You clean up nice."

"Thanks," Alex said, giving an overexaggerated twirl. "It's not as comfy as my hoodie, but I look good."

"Can we go now?" Reggie asked.

"You gotta finish your shirt and tie first," Alex stated. "Plus shoes."

"Ugh, not the awful pinchy shoes!" Reggie whined.

Alex smirked. "You could probably get away with wearing your boots-no one but me is gonna notice."

"Well that's one hurdle," Reggie replied, carefully doing up his buttons. "But I have no clue how to do a tie."

"I've seen you wear ties before."

"Yeah, clip on ones, or I had Ray do them for me and I just loosened them to take them off. But Julie insisted on these nice silk ones and I have no clue what I'm doing."

Reggie looked truly pathetic at this, giving Alex his best pout. A look that Alex frequently had problems resisting-he swears he should have built up a tolerance after being friends with Reggie for a decade and a half, and his partner for almost half that time, but no.

"I'll do it for you," he offered. Taking the tie and positioning it around Reggie's neck.

"How did you learn how to do this?"

"We went to church every weekend-it was expected."

Reggie grimaced at that-Alex didn't really like to talk about church-or his family, a sentiment Reggie got more than anyone. But they were each other's family now, along with the Molinas who had practically-and officially in Reggie's case-adopted them as their own.

Alex looped the silk around itself, a truly complicated dance that Raggie swore would make his head spin, but it also felt really nice having this done-the level of care and intimacy that Alex didn't usually let himself show-neither of them liked to be vulnerable. But in moments like this, with just the two of them, there was no need for armour.

They could be each other's knight.

Alex stepped back, admiring his work-it was a simple enough knot, matching his own, but Reggie made it seem elegant, even as he let out a little gulp as Alex tightened it and smoothed his lapels.

"Thanks Lexi," he whispered, his green eyes full of love as he looked right at Alex.

Suddenly, Alex's mouth went dry-how did he still manage to do that, even after all this time together?

"A-anytime."

Reggie grinned, pressing a kiss to Alex's cheek. "Come on, we gotta get going, I don't wanna miss the vows!"

"We are literally the best men, he's not gonna start without us!" Alex replied with a laugh and a fond eye roll.

"We're gonna have to rock paper scissors to see who gets Luke at our wedding," Reggie said as he slipped into his boots.

"Are we getting married? Did I miss a proposal?"

Reggie grinned, then grabbed his keys. "Race you to the car!"

Alex shook his head, giving himself one last look over in the mirror, straightening his tie.

And making sure the engagement ring he'd bought was secure in his jacket pocket.

[wr0temyway0ut]

Opposites Attract

Inspired by this poll by @animentality

[stellarspecter]

do you love the color of the sky jatp ships?

which one?

[1mnobodywhoareyou]

okay so question.

if one was to write ralex smut

in the bex verse

but context wasn't *really* necessary

who would want to read it?

[daintyduck99]

"what's wrong?" "your feet are cold!" for Alex/anyone plz and thank

Also tagging @theamd426, who asked for this prompt for Reggie/Alex as I was in the midst of writing it that way 😆

As much as Alex loves Reggie, there are a few things about him that Alex will never quite understand:

1. The absolute whiplash that are every single one of his playlists;

2. How he manages to eat marshmallow cream straight from the jar;

And most maddeningly of all:

3. Why he doesn't wear socks to bed.

Reggie has the worst circulation of anyone Alex has ever met. And while Alex doesn't mind keeping him warm—he spends a lot of time trying to rub warmth back into his hands, which used to fluster them both but now only flusters Alex somehow as Reggie beams at him adoringly while he does it—

"Jesus!"

—nothing will ever prepare him for the blocks of ice that are Reggie’s bare feet.

Reggie just looks at him all innocently, like he hasn't gleefully tangled their limbs and started clinging to Alex like an octopus.

"What's wrong?"

"What's—your feet are cold!"

And if Alex whines, it's justified, okay?

"Oh." Reggie bites his lip. "Sorry—"

He starts to pull away, but Alex huffs, wrapping his arms around him more tightly.

"Just—warn me next time, will you? Or put some socks on. Hell, you can even borrow some of mine, if you want."

Reggie brightens immediately, and Alex bites down on a grin as Reggie asks—

"Even the ones with the dogs on them?"

"Yes, honey. Even the ones with the dogs."

Reggie lets out a literal, honest-to-god squee, which Alex can't help but crack a grin at, and smacks an eager kiss to Alex's nose like the human golden retriever he is.

And Alex can add 'why wearing his socks is more appealing' to the lists of things he doesn't quite understand, but honestly?

If it makes Reggie this happy, he really can't complain.

[ik-g]

[zerolostwalks]

Kiss prompts!! 16 for reggie/alex plz 💜

Alex hissed as he gripped his shin tight, his leg curled up so his bloody knee was close to his chin. He wasn’t going to cry, he refused to cry. His parents often berated him about crying. ‘Good boys don’t cry,’ they often told him.

“Oooh that looks bad.” Reggie mildly lisped beside him, his front teeth still growing back in. 

Alex kept his mouth closed tight, bottom lip wobbling slightly as he still fought to hold back the sting of stings he could feel building. It didn’t hurt so much, not anymore, but the fact he could still feel tears fighting to escape was upsetting him. 

Quick as lightning, there was soft warm, and loud smacking of lips to Alex’s forehead. His mouth fell open during the few seconds it took to register what happened. Reggie kissed him. 

Alex blinked at the boy standing and openly smiling in front of him. “Why’d you do that?”

Reggie’s smile faltered only slightly, more out of confusion than anything else. “I was tryin’ to kiss it better.”

Alex wasn’t sure what to say to that. His parents' words flying through his again, from years ago, citing how he was getting too old for that sort of thing. Yet, Reggie had just done it, with no issue, and with no hint of teasing. 

“You’re supposed to kiss the scrape, “ Alex stated, with a roll of his eyes. 

“Oh,” Reggie eyed the knee with a little uncertainty before his eyes flicked up to Alex's. “Did you want me to?”

 Alex failed to hold back the small short lived laugh that erupted out of his chest. “Geez, Reg, no I don’t,” he manages to breathe out with a shake of his head. His earlier tears and panic forgotten.

[brionyjae]

Fandom: Julie and The Phantoms (TV 2020) Relationships: Alex Mercer/Reggie Peters Characters: Alex Mercer, Reggie Peters Additional Tags: Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, like just a dash of h/c bc i can't help myself lol, Mutual Pining, Pre-Canon, pre-prom feels, Reggie Peters Has ADHD, it's not explicitly mentioned in this fic but it's how i write him!

Summary:

Written for the prompt: "And on that note, we're going to stop having this conversation." Prom is approaching, and Alex is trying his best to pretend he's fine with not having a date. Luke and Bobby both have dates, which is fine, it's not like Alex thought the band was going together or anything. Reggie notices, however, because of course he does.

[wr0temyway0ut]

Two guys who are gay and a matching set but they’re NOT dating just gay . and always hanging out around each other

[lvkereggie]

we don’t talk enough abt how excited reggie got when alex said he met a new ghost friend and how whenever alex tells reggie abt something he picked up from willie he always leans forward like he’s only wanting to tell reggie abt it. therefore, i believe alex talks to reggie abt willie and what he teaches him all the time and reggie loves hearing abt it because willie makes alex happy and he loves learning abt what willie taught alex.

[invisibleraven]

"Please shut up" is so Alex-coded. For Alex + anyone, plz?

Alex groaned, hating his life as he awoke that morning. Last night had been fun, all of them hitting the bars to have a joint bachelor/bachelorette party for Luke and Julie. Alex may have gone a bit too hard-to the point that he barely remembered what happened.

He remembered shots. Lots and lots of shots.

'Curse you tequila!' he thought.

"Good morning sunshine!"

Alex groaned, covering his head with his pillow. "Kill me please."

"No death, sorry. Not allowed." Reggie grinned, lifting the pillow, making Alex hiss at the invading light. "Aw, did you go too hard last night?"

Alex glared at him, ineffectual though it may be. "Please shut up."

"Sorry I can hold my liquor better than you," Reggie said, blowing a kiss at his face. "I'm going to make eggs, you want some?"

Alex's stomach gurgled and rolled and he shook his head. "Water and pills?"

"Coming right up!"

Alex groaned again hating how happy and chipper his boyfriend was, even after a night of heavy drinking. Though he knew Reggie probably didn't go quite as hard as Alex and Luke had. A decision he was sorely regretting right about now, and cursing Yesterday Alex for his bright ideas to hit that fourth club.

Speaking of which... he yelled out to Reggie "Can you find out if Luke is still alive?"

"Already spoke with Jules, he's suffering as much as you are, only with puke."

Alex groaned, clutching his stomach at the mere idea. Why did he do this to himself? Then the pillow was eased off, and Reggie was there with a sympathetic smile.

"Here, sit up so you can take your pills. Once they're down you can go back to sleep if you want."

"Bless you," Alex replied, downing the glass and pills in a few gulps. "Seriously, how are you not dying?"

"Well I was drinking lite beer while you were pounding cocktails and shots for one," Reggie replied, smoothing back Alex's hair. "Also I quit those altogether by club number two because I know what you're like hungover."

Alex blinked up at Reggie at that revelation. "You didn't need to stop having fun because I needed looking after."

"Well first off, I was still having fun-I don't need to drink to do that," Reggie replied. "Also I like looking after you. Comes with the whole being madly in love with you bit?"

"I love you too," Alex stated. "But I am not going to kiss you because my mouth tastes like death and I refuse to subject you to that."

Reggie screwed up his face at that. "Gross. Maybe you should brush your teeth before that nap."

"I think I'll die if I have to move," Alex admitted. "My everything hurts."

"Poor everything." Reggie then got up, scooting off to the bathroom, returning with a bottle of mouthwash, telling Alex to use it and then spit into his now empty cup. It was kind of gross, but he did feel better with the minty taste in his mouth as opposed to the roadkill flavour from before.

"Nap now, hopefully I'll be more alive later."

"Sounds good," Reggie replied, pressing a kiss to his forehead, and then pulled the curtains tight so the sunlight wouldn't pierce through. "Sweet dreams, I'm gonna go enjoy my eggs."

"You do that," Alex yawned. "Luv ooo."

"Love you too sunshine," Reggie said as he closed the door, Alex's snoring echoing through it soon after. "Love you too."

[wr0temyway0ut]

🌹

Thank you for the ask! This is from a Ralex piece that's ultimately going to be the backstory for one of my upcoming smaus:

Alex shushes him and wipes away some of his tears. “You have nothing to be sorry for, Angel. Are you hurt?”

(Send me a 🌹 and I'll post a random sentence from a random wip)

[rachele-2010]

No school just chilling

Frog days of summer. 🐸☀️

Sending good vibes out to everyone. 😌

[daintyduck99]

lying together in silence, one playing with the string of the hoodie on their lover's chest for Alex/anyone because Hoodie <3

This is also for @jmrothwell, who asked for this prompt for the ship of my choice! I went with Reggie/Alex <3

He really ought to finish his homework. 

There are always a million things Alex ought to be doing. He's always doing, going, following a frantic voice that very few things can quiet or curb. 

Said things make a very short list:

Drumming 

Swimming 

Reggie 

Fortunately, it's one of those weekends when Alex's parents aren't home, but Reggie is, and Alex can actually sort of breathe. The desire to do his homework YESTERDAY is still there, but it's not as awfully insistent as it'd normally be. 

So. Alex is fine. 

Reggie stops messing around with Alex's switch and gently pries the neglected novel out of his hands. He grasps Alex's knee, which makes the bed stop shaking. 

Oops. 

Okay. Maybe a little less than fine, still. 

Reggie just regards him with kind eyes. Contrary to popular belief, Reggie is capable of being quiet. He's good at knowing what people need; he's a people person, and more people would appreciate that, Alex supposes, if he wasn't also a lot.

He's Alex's person, ultimately, and Alex knows that he's lucky to have a boyfriend who cares so much. For everyone else…

It's their loss.

Reggie nudges Alex away from the edge of the bed, prompting him to lay back and rest his head on his favorite pillow. 

It's a giant squishmellow of a ghost that everyone gave him for his last birthday, borne of Reggie’s insistence that having one pillow was just sad. Alex had grumbled a little at the time, but threatened them when they offered to take it away, because…Reggie sort of had a point. 

And it IS soft, and cute, and thoughtful, coming from the band, and…it still smells like Reggie, presumably where he kept it buried in his closet or something. 

Reggie then drapes himself carefully over Alex, using him as a pillow, basically. He has his ear over Alex's heart and a leg thrown over Alex's, and a hand that knots  in the strings of Alex's hoodie. 

Alex's arm automatically comes to anchor around Reggie’s hip. He traces circles into the soft fabric of his flannel with his thumb.

His heartbeat slows as Reggie fiddles with the string, tugging it idly to a strange beat. 

Reggie nuzzles his jaw. "Better?" 

Another thing most people misunderstand:

Their banter 

Their whole relationship, really 

Because they don't tease when they aren't sure how the other is doing. They know their banter is all play, but they also know it can be too much in the wrong sort of moment, when the other might be fragile. 

So Reggie doesn't make some cocky quip. He just waits for Alex's response, tugging at his hoodie string all the while. 

It also tugs at his heartstrings, but Reggie does that all the time…even when Alex simply can't or won't admit it. 

It's easier, though, in moments like these. 

Alex presses his lips to the top of Reggie’s head, burying a tiny smile in his hair. 

"Mhmm. Thank you, baby." 

Reggie hums, hiding his face in Alex's chest. It's warm even through his layers, and Alex huffs a laugh. He kisses the top of his head again, so full of love that there's no room for the anxious little voice.

So…maybe he ought to do his homework, but it isn't due for another week. He succumbs to the comfort he's wrapped up in, instead, surrounded by Reggie, and falls asleep.

[mndvx]

jeremyshada Reunited with the lads in London 🇬🇧