#reggie x alex x luke x bobby

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Story of My Life (J.A.T.P)

Word Count: 4.1k

Warnings: Angst, Angst with a Happy Ending, Mentions of Parental Death

Pairings: Luke Patterson x Julie Molina

AU: Everyone lives, no one dies (minus Julie's mom, for plot, of course)

In honor of the fandom growing again, and the possibility of a second season, have this little story.

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Written in these walls are the stories that I can't explain

I leave my heart open but it stays right here empty for days

Luke always watched Julie from afar, admiring the girl from a distance. His friends always made fun of him for it. Especially Alex, who later on became quick friends with Flynn, Julie's best friend.

But, he never talked to her, he knew she knew who he was. He was sure Alex told her a story or two about him to embarrass him. But he never talked to her, he always clammed up whenever she was around.

Luke was content with admiring her from afar, staying quiet as he watched her interact with everyone around her with an energy that could never be contained.

Everyone loved her, that was the thing. Julie was kind to everyone, always helping out people who needed it. He couldn't even count the amount of times she went out of her way just to make sure a stranger passed a class.

She told me in the morning she don't feel the same about us in her bones

It seems to me that when I die, these words will be written on my stone

But he watched her light dwindle, fade over time. No one around her seemed to notice, except maybe Flynn. He could see the way her smiles stopped reaching her eyes, and watched as she stopped going to play a random tune on the piano in the middle of class.

But soon enough, she stopped trying to put on a front. It was like a switch flipped and she stopped caring. The light left her eyes, she stopped helping people out, she even distanced herself from Flynn. Well, she tried to. But Luke knew that Flynn was way too stubborn to let herself be pushed away.

He didn't know exactly what happened, but from the whispers in the hallway it seemed that her mother passed. When he found that out, he felt his heart break for the girl he adored so much.

A piece of him seemed to break every day as he watched Julie become a shell of her former self. He hadn't seen her touch a piano or hum a tune in almost a year. He yearned to hear her angelic voice once more, but alas he didn't know her, nor did she know him.

And I'll be gone, gone tonight, the ground beneath my feet is open wide

The way that I been holdin' on too tight, with nothin' in between

Luke wanted to be able to help her, to bring back the life and energy that she had lost. But he couldn't, he couldn't find the words. He couldn't figure out what to say to her. How he would start the conversation, he had so much he wanted to say but he didn't have the ability to form it into words.

He sat at his desk every night, thinking about the beautiful girl who had lost her spark. The girl that had to grieve over the loss of such an important figure in her life. The girl who had stolen his heart without even realizing she had.

He wished he could tell her the way she made him feel, but he knew if he ever got the courage to he wouldn't say it. He couldn't tell her, not while her wounds are still so fresh. If there was a way to make her happy again, he'd do it. He'd do anything to see her smile again.

Luke went through pages and pages of his notebooks, crumpled up papers overflowing in the trash can that rested under his desk. But he couldn't find the words, he couldn't figure out how to explain the storm that was going on in his head. He didn't know how he could help her.

The story of my life, I take her home

I drive all night to keep her warm, and time is frozen

In a perfect world, Luke saw himself and Julie smiling and writing songs that they sang together. Their friends surrounded them and helped bring their songs to life. In this world, they knew each other and they loved each other deeply. But sadly, a perfect world doesn't exist.

So instead, Luke was going through a funk. Everyone could see it, his friends were worried. He hadn't written a song in months, and his last one was barely a song if he was being honest. He couldn't write, his brain was in scrambles and everything he had written down wasn't good enough.

This went on for long enough that even Reggie had told Luke that maybe it was time to take a break from the band. That's the moment that Luke felt his heart completely shatter. He knew he had to do something, he had to get out of this funk.

But his mind was only filled with Julie, filled with the ghost of what the girl used to be. Overflowing with ways he could help but also the anxiety of being rejected. Filled with longing and anguish for this girl that he had never spoken a word to. He couldn't figure out what to do.

The story of my life, I give her hope

I spend her love until she's broke inside, the story of my life

Eventually, his friends started to give him space. They still hung out with him, gave him ideas of how to get his rhythm back. But they just gave him a bit of space, which Luke was immensely grateful for.

He still watched Julie from afar, finally, after a year it seemed that she was opening up a bit more. She was smiling again, joking around with her friends. She stopped pushing people away, started helping people out again. But she didn't touch the piano.

He saw the longing in her eyes whenever she passed the piano in Music class. He also saw when Mrs. Harrison stopped Julie one day to talk after class. When he saw her leave, dejected and nervous, he knew what the conversation was about.

The need to help her had finally grown too strong, he knew he had to do something. He couldn't watch her be kicked out of music, even if she was having a hard time singing. His choice was solidified when she choked the next day, starting to play a tune only to not be able to get the words out.

Written on these walls are the colors that I can't change

Leave my heart open, but it stays right here in its cage

As Julie ran out of the class after Carrie's particularly harsh comment, Luke had finally had enough. He got up, sending a glare towards Carrie, "That's a new low for you Carrie, real mature of you."

He saw the way her eyebrows furrowed, Luke never got upset. He was a pretty energetic, gung-ho type of guy. He never glared at people, and he definitely never was rude or talked back to someone if it wasn't directed at him or his friends.

But he still walked out of class, after Julie, much to the surprise of all of their mutual friends. He looked both ways, trying to figure out which way Julie turned, seeing her curly ponytail turn around a corner at his right.

He was quick to follow, and once she was finally in his sights he spoke, "Julie, wait!"

At the sound of his voice she turned around, shock evident on her face once she realized who called her. He wasn't surprised that she reacted that way, he never spoke to her despite their mutual friends.

I know that in the morning, I'll see us in the light up on the hill

Although I am broken, my heart is untamed still

"Luke?" She asked, tilting her head as she looked his figure up and down, making Luke scratch the back of his own head.

"That's my name." He mumbled, becoming shy once they were face to face. "I just, I wanted to say to not give Carrie any mind. I'm sure you'll be able to sing again soon."

Julie smiled sadly, shaking her head, "Thank you for that, but that was my last chance."

Luke furrowed his eyebrows, a frown appearing on his face as he looked at Julie. "I'm sure they'll be another, you're way too talented for Mrs. Harrison to give you up."

Julie sighed gently, her eyes flicking back to something behind Luke before going back to him, "I appreciate the encouragement Luke, and I really hope you're right." She mumbled before walking past him.

Luke turned around to watch her walk away, towards Mrs. Harrison. From the look on the music teachers face he knew that it may be the last chance for Julie. He knew he had to figure out a way to make sure she didn't get kicked out of the music program.

And I'll be gone, gone tonight

The fire beneath my feet is burnin' bright

When Luke sat at his desk that night, he finally knew how to word how he was feeling. He finally knew what to write, and that's what he did. He wrote, he put words to how he felt. The want and need to help Julie, the adoration he felt for the girl he barely knew.

When he finished writing, he was quick to message his bandmates that he finally finished a song. A song that he actually loved, one he was proud of for once.

Alex was the first to reply, expressing his happiness that Luke was able to get his groove back and Bobby was quick to second that. Reggie of course just sent a bunch of keyboard smashes that caused a small smile to form on Luke's face.

They ended up meeting later that night, meeting up at Bobby's garage and finding out what melody and music they could add to this song. They worked hard, and were happy that they would have it ready for the pep rally at the end of Spirit Week.

The way that I've been holdin' on so tight

With nothin' in between

The next day, Luke went up to Mrs. Harrison, giving her a small smile, "Hey Mrs. H, I was wondering if the offer to play at the pep rally was still open for us?"

He could see the way that Mrs. Harrison's eyes lit up at that, "Of course it is, you can perform after Carrie and her group."

Luke grinned at that, nodding at Mrs. Harrison before going back to his friends. It seemed that while he was gone, Flynn and Julie had ended up joining the conversation.

His eyes ended up meeting Julie's and he gave her a shy smile before turning towards Bobby, Alex and Reggie, "We're in."

Reggie was quick to bring the 4 of them into a hug, wrapping his arms around all of their necks and pulling them towards him, "The band is back!!" He exclaimed, causing Bobby and Alex to laugh.

Luke looked back over towards Julie, noticing how she smiled softly at the boy's actions. He grinned a bit before finally pulling away from Reggie, clapping his shoulder as he did, "We still will need to practice, we've only played the song once."

"You finally were able to write a new one?" Flynn asked, raising an eyebrow towards Luke. Julie seemed surprised by this, obviously unaware about his current creative block.

"I had a bit of inspiration." He replied, forcing himself to not glance over at Julie as he said it. But Alex just rolled his eyes, letting out a soft laugh.

"That's one way to put it." He said before turning his attention to Flynn, "He wrote a love song."

Luke felt his cheeks heat up as he awkwardly scratched his neck, "There is no way, actually?" Flynn asked, grinning a bit as she looked at Luke.

"Yeah, it's actually really cute! A bit sad, but it's such a mushy song!" Reggie said, smiling brightly, "Like one of those cheesy one-sided love songs you hear on the radi-"

"Alright alright, enough with that, would ya?" Luke said, wanting to turn the attention off his song and the implications of it. He wanted it to be a surprise. He looked towards Julie once again, realizing she was already looking at him. He smiled a bit towards her before looking away once more.

The story of my life, I take her home

I drive all night to keep her warm, and time is frozen

After that day, Julie and Luke seemed to finally get closer. Surprisingly it wasn't because of Luke, but because of Julie herself. She went out of her way to walk up to him after class, and pair up with him instead of Flynn in their shared Biology class.

Flynn didn't mind, instead pairing with Alex seeing as he usually paired up with Luke. All these things made Luke beam, brighter than he had before. It was embarrassingly obvious to almost everyone how infatuated he was with Julie. To everyone but her that is.

Julie herself seemed a bit happier, even offering to help Luke write another new song. She didn't sing it, but she did hum along to the melody he came up with which surprised Luke immensely. He ended up gifting her the lyric and music sheet, saying he'd rather hear her sing it when she was able to again.

He didn't notice the way Julie's heart almost leapt out of her chest when he said that. He didn't see the way her eyes practically formed hearts at the fact he'd rather wait for her to be ready so she could sing it instead of doing it with his band.

He couldn't tell that all these little things, all these small subconscious things he always did with people he cared about slowly made Julie feel less empty. He didn't realize he was helping her find her music just by existing by her side.

The story of my life, I give her hope

I spend her love until she's broke inside, the story of my life

The pep rally was close, Luke was feeling more and more anxious by the day. There was no way for Julie to know that the song was about her, but he still felt nervous at the fact she was going to hear it.

He yearned deeply to know what she would think of it. Would she hate it? Would she love it? Would she not think anything of it at all and just be counting down the minutes until she could go back to class?

He knew the last thought was ridiculous. Julie was too much of a compassionate and kind person to not have her full attention on the band's music when they performed. But the knowledge of that didn't ease his worries.

His friends were quick to notice his nerves a few hours before the pep rally started. Alex was the one who decided to confront him about it, seeing as he himself knew what nerves Luke was feeling.

"Hey bud, you doing alright over here?" Alex asked, making Luke jump up from his thoughts, staring at his friend like he gained two heads in the last half-hour since they had talked.

"Yeah." Luke finally answered, wringing his hands together as he glanced off to the side of the room, "Just pre-performance jitters."

Alex nodded hesitantly, pursing his lips in thought before he responded to Luke's obvious deflect of his original question, "She's going to love the song, just don't think about it too much." He said before walking away, pretending not to notice the way Luke's shoulders sagged in relief at the assurance that it'll be alright.

And I've been waiting for this time to come around

But, baby, runnin' after you is like chasin' the clouds

Before Luke knew it, he was on the stage, staring at his peers looking back at him from the bleachers. His eyes scanned the crowd, trying to find the familiar set of curls among the students. Soon enough he found her, sitting next to Flynn and Willie, smiling at him.

Luke shyly returned the smile before averting his attention away from her, "Hello, Los Feliz Bobcats! Thank you for having us today at the Pep Rally, we really hope you enjoy the few songs we've got today."

Bobby was quick to join in next, grinning and winking at the crowd as he spoke, "My good friend Luke here wrote all the songs from deep within his heart, so please show him some love for that!" Applause was quick to follow, seeing as Bobby was the more popular person in their band.

"Without further ado! We are Sunset Curve!" Alex said, causing Reggie to quickly chime in, "Tell your friends!" Laughter settled over the students before they eventually quieted down at the start of their first song.

Luke felt his nerves quickly vanish as he sang, his song for Julie wasn't until the end, and this he was extremely grateful for. He could lose himself in the music he spent ages on writing and composing to the best of his abilities. Smiling and running around the stage as he sang his heart out, having to force his laughter to stop when Reggie made a face when they harmonized on the same mic.

This is what he missed, performing, the cheers of the people around him as they learned the chorus as tried to sing along for later verses for the songs he hadn't yet released and sang for the public.

He caught Julie's eye multiple times throughout the first couple of songs, and he knew she loved them. He saw her eyes light up when she realized she knew the song, mouthing the words, but he knew she wasn't singing. He'd recognize her voice among the crowd that harmonized before him.

Soon enough, it was time for her song. He waited for his classmates to calm down a bit before grabbing the mic and pulling it closer to him, "This last song is a bit slower... Don't get me wrong, the chorus is obviously still upbeat- But..." He subconsciously glanced towards Julie's direction, "This song is one that's close to my heart, I wrote it for someone I've always admired from afar."

He smiled a bit, looking at his shoes before shaking his head, "Sappiness aside, I really hope you all enjoy it. Here's our final song, Story of my Life."

As he performed, he couldn't help but look at Julie. He didn't care if he was being obvious, and by the way her smile seemed to brighten as she listened to the words that he sang to her, he didn't think she minded either. He never wanted to see her smile fade ever again.

When they finally finished, they all bowed, smiles never fading as they stepped off the stage. Mrs. Harrison was quick to take their place, saying her final speech before sending the kids back to their classes.

The story of my life, I take her home

I drive all night to keep her warm, and time is frozen

Luke wasn't sure what he expected as he checked the strings on his guitar, not yet having unplugged it just yet. But he definitely didn't expect to hear a piano start to play a few feet away from where he stood in the wings of the stage.

He glanced over, recognizing the cords that started to play, but he was surprised to see Julie sat at the piano. She glanced over at him, not too surprised to see him staring in awe back. She sent him a nervous smile, and he was quick to give her a beaming one back, mouthing the words 'You got this.'

That seemed to be all she needed, smiling softly before she started to sing the song they had written together. She had quickly caught the attention of the students and teachers, pausing in their leaving to watch the girl in surprise.

Luke could see the way Julie stared at the keyboard, her voice still a bit timid, not the usual loud and bright voice he missed dearly. He glanced at his bandmates, and by the way they were all reaching for their instruments, it seemed they had the same idea.

So soon enough, the boys joined on the stage, joining in on the music. Julie was surprised, but obviously happy at the surprise addition to her performance. Soon enough they were singing together, smiling and dancing around each other.

Luke and Julie's voices harmonized beautifully, not that it was much of a surprise. It was obvious that they would, you could ask anyone with a musical bone in their body and they'd say it was clear they would sound amazing together.

It was clear that Julie didn't expect the reaction of the crowd when they finished, surprise evident on her features as she stared at the crowd that was cheering and clapping in front of her. Luke smiled softly, glancing towards the crowd as well. When he noticed the principal and Mrs. Harrison whispering, he knew that this might be Julie's chance to get her spot back.

He placed a hand on her shoulder, heart melting just a tad when he saw her bright smile directed towards him. He said nothing, instead motioning towards their teacher and principal who seemed to want to speak with her. He watched as she walked towards them, nerves already showing just by how she walked away from him.

The story of my life, I give her hope

I spend her love until she's broke inside

Luke sat nervously on his truck in the school parking lot. He hadn't seen Julie since the end of the pep rally, he was worried that it hadn't worked out well for the girl.

His friends were sitting in front of him, but he barely paid them any mind. He stared into the sky, watching the clouds pass as he chewed at the skin by his fingernails anxiously.

After what seemed like hours, he felt the hood of his car move slightly, signaling someone had sat down beside him and successfully breaking him out of his trance so he could look next to him. Julie sat there, smiling fondly at the boy.

"Julie!" He said, immediately standing up so he could face her properly, "Tell me, how did it go? Did you get in trouble? Did you get kicked out?? Are you rejoining the music program? DID YOU GET EXPELLED??"

Julie laughed softly, placing a hand on Luke's shoulder to calm him down a bit, "Slow down, cowboy. Nothing bad happened." Luke felt his face light up at those words, waiting patiently for Julie to finish, "They were able to pull some strings and add another spot so I could rejoin the program, as long as I was sure I wouldn't choke again after this."

Luke couldn't help the smile that grew, immediately moving and wrapping his arms around the girl, "I am so happy for you, you deserve it Jules." He felt her arms wrap around his middle, melting into his embrace. He knew he wanted to stay like this forever, but he knew it wasn't likely.

"So, that song you wrote." Julie started, pulling away a bit so she could see his face, "Who was it about?"

Luke felt his cheeks heat up, glancing away for a second before returning his attention to Julie. He was about to answer, but by the grin that was growing on Julie's face it seemed like she already knew. He groaned in annoyance, resting his head on her shoulder as if to hide his embarrassment.

His suspicions were confirmed when he heard her beautiful laughter hit his ears and her hand came to pat his back, "It's alright, rockstar. I like you too."

The story of my life

The story of my life

Luke glanced up at Julie, tilting his head to the side instead of lifting it up so he wouldn't have to lose the close contact he craved from the girl, "Do you?" He asked, his voice soft as he scanned her face as if to try to guess if she was lying or not.

"Have for a while now, I thought I was being pretty obvious." Julie responded, her smile softening at the hesitant look on his face. His own smile finally appeared, pulling Julie close once again and burying his face in her neck.

It turns out he did end up saving her, just like he wanted to since the beginning.

The story of my life

[siriusly-rem-writes]

Where Will We End Up? (Headcanons/Context)

In honor of the resurfacing of JATP S2 rumors, here's some context set in the WWWEU? Universe.

Warnings: mentions of absent fathers, relationships with parents, implied hostile home environment, use of Y/N, Alex is Catholic, implied homophobia, female reader (Let me know if I missed something!)

Luke Patterson

Born November 25, 1977 (13 at the start of the story)

The oldest of the group

Born and raised in Canada

Moved to LA when he was 12 for his 8th-grade year

Only child

Lives with both his parents

Has a good relationship with both but struggles to communicate with his mom more

His dad plays guitar and taught him how to play

Has ADHD

Has a slight accent 

And a stutter

Started cutting the sleeves of his shirts because too much fabric bothered him 

Was overstimulated on the first day of school 

He bumped into Alex in the cafeteria causing both of their trays to fall down

It was his last straw and he exploded

“Hey! Watch where you’re going!”

Y/N put him in his place after he yelled at Alex

He looked for them a few days later to apologize

“I uh, brought cookies?”  

He brings cookies every time he messes up

Doesn’t have physical boundaries with his friends 

It took getting smacked on the forehead by Bobby many, many times for him to understand not to hug him unprompted

Emily loves hosting 

The group used to sleep over at Luke’s a lot 

The more serious Luke got about music, the more arguments he had with his mom

It got so bad he eventually ran away from home

He actually wasn’t allowed in Alex’s room alone anymore after they got caught kissing

Every time he went over to Alex's the air was tense

He stopped showing up the way he used to, instead opting to sneak in

He picked up a job as a waiter at a local diner

The group loves to go in just to terrorize him

Firmly believes that you choose your family and he chose his

Isn’t bad at school, he just can’t focus on it for the life of him

Gets detention a lot because he gets caught not paying attention

The reason they have a zero-tolerance after 3 tardies rule 

He takes boxing lessons with Jose Camacho to release his pent-up energy 

Forgets he knows how to fight

Reggie Peters

Born May 06, 1978 (12 at the start of the story)

Third oldest of the group

Born and raised in LA

Lives by the beach 

Likes to sneak out and listen to the waves 

Can surf

Lives with both his parents 

But he doesn’t have a good relationship with either 

He doesn’t hate them nor have they directed anything at him, he just wishes they’d listen and spend more time with him

Only child

But he babysits Diego Miller, the little boy next door who he decided was his little brother

He’s not as dense as he makes himself out to be 

He just doesn’t like to think about things too much because it stirs his feelings 

Really good at Math and Science

He likes that it's logical thinking, not emotional

Doesn’t like English because it requires him to tap into emotions and he really doesn’t want to 

He doesn’t like History either because it leaves him bothered by the shitty and unfair past

Has selective mutism 

It kicked in badly during one of his parents' fights 

The longest he’s gone mute was 2 months

It kicks in every now and then but not for as long and not around everyone 

He learned ASL because of it 

Sometimes he uses it outside of an episode just because it’s easier 

Everyone else tries to pick it up, levels of proficiency vary

He found “Wright’s Domain” a comic book shop one day after he had walked out of his house

He spends most of his Summers there

He sits in the same bean bag

The more time he spent there, the more he found himself doing random things 

He’d reorganize comics, reposition figurines and when someone asked him where they could find a specific section he pointed them to it 

The couple that owns the store started to notice him

They left snacks by his bean bag chair with a note thanking him for fixing up

He wrote back a thank you with a doodle of himself holding two thumbs up and an arrow pointing out his name was Reggie 

The snacks waited for him every visit

His voice did come back, at the shop 

He spoke to the owners, Donna and Michael, quite often, they love hearing about his day 

He eventually got a job there

Ended up bringing everyone one day

He was a little nervous because the shop was his safe space but so was the group

The owners loved the group too

Donna and Michael live in THE house

Alex Mercer

Born August 23, 1978 (12 at the start of the story)

Second to last youngest

Lives with both his parents 

The eldest

He has a younger sister named Sophia 

Had a good relationship with both his parents up until he came out

Always watches out for his sister

He plays tea party and dresses up with her

His dad made a comment about it and Alex stopped doing it so frequently

Grew up Catholic 

He never really thought much of it until he noticed he looked at boys a lot for being a boy himself

He’s not the biggest fan of it anymore

Was already an anxious kid but as he got older; his religious background, his dad's expectations, and being more aware of the world's problems made his anxiety skyrocket

He fidgets by tapping his fingers on a surface or hitting his thighs with his hands 

His parents got him a drum set to help ease it

He met Y/N when they were 7 

He defended her against a bully

He got detention

She walked home with him that day and they realized they lived 3 streets down from each other

Really wants to make his dad proud 

His dad has a lot of traditional views of men which contradict with Alex 95% of the time

His first crush was on Ryan, a boy he went to church with, but he didn’t know it yet 

His stomach dropped when he saw Ryan and another girl share a quick kiss at the park

Developed a crush on Luke  

His first kiss and boyfriend was Luke 

His dad opened the door to Alex’s room and caught them kissing 

His dad stood there, closed the door and walked away

His dad didn’t speak to him at all through dinner

The next day, his dad told him he’d take him to church to repent

Alex said no and came out when he was 15

They got into an argument

His dad didn’t kick him out (to save his image) but told him that until he repented, he wasn’t his son

He was the first to meet Reggie 

They’re in the same Math class and the teacher asked Reggie to tutor him 

They met up after school twice a week

Alex wasn’t looking for a friend but Reggie being the social butterfly he is, didn’t care

The more times they saw each other, the more Alex got used to him and his antics 

He actually understood Math the way Reggie would teach him

One day Luke didn’t want to go home because he had fought with his mom and Y/N was busy, Alex found Reggie to tell him he had to stick to Luke 

Reggie told him Luke was welcome to join their session

Luke sat across from them and wrote in his journal but was still fidgety 

Reggie cut the tutoring session short and invited them out for ice cream

Alex questioned his life choices as Luke and Reggie’s loud personalities mixed

He initiated his and Luke’s first kiss 

And then immediately panicked before Luke laughed and pulled him back in

He was the one who broke up with Luke

There was an awkward air for like 2 minutes before they talked about everything and went back to being best friends

Bobby Shaw

Born March 16, 1978 (13 at the start of the story)

The second oldest of the group

Never knew his dad

Lives with his mom and grandma

Has a good relationship with both

Only child (not really but we'll get into that later)

Keeps to himself mostly

Skates

He paints, though he doesn’t like people looking at his art 

Took an art class during his freshman year 

He never did anything in class

He’d do it at home and sneak in the assignment the next day, nameless

His art teacher caught him one time and told him he’d leave the art room open for him to do his assignments so as long as he starts signing his name

He spends a lot of time in the art room

Close to the art teacher, Mr. Cervantez 

He was the first positive male influence in his life

Befriends Y/N first, she takes an art class with him

He’s actually not sure how to handle social interactions 

He’s pretty awkward 

He helped Luke on their first week of high school

Luke was being picked on and they had taken the beanie off his head 

He stopped Luke from launching himself at the other guys 

“Come on guys, give it back.” 

One of the guys looked at him questioningly 

Bobby stood his ground

The guys tossed the beanie back at Luke and Bobby walked off as soon as they left

Luke approached him weeks later and he internally panicked the whole time

Has problems with authority 

That guy that will touch something after you said not to 

His grandma hates that he does that but he can’t help it

He’s respectful to both his mom and grandma, no one else really

Lacks a filter, has accidentally hurt people’s feelings because of it

Not a big physical touch guy 

He has to be very comfortable with you to initiate touch

All talk 

Like he can’t fight

He’s gotten by on physical appearance alone 

The guys hide behind him all the time and when Y/N needs him, his tall looming presence behind her has people running for the hills

He’s punched one person and one person only

It was Alex’s dad

Y/N Y/L/N

Born September 01, 1978

The youngest of the group

Only child

Lives with her mom

Dad walked out when she was 7

Her mom started drinking, causing the mother-daughter bond to break

Spends the night at Alex’s a lot

The first time, her bed was set up in Sophia’s room 

After everyone had gone to sleep she snuck into Alex’s room 

The next day, his parents found her sleeping at the edge of his bed with his blanket draped over the edge also to cover Alex who slept on the floor

After it happened 3 more times, they stopped trying to separate the two 

She has clothes in the bottom drawer of Alex’s dresser

Alex’s number 1 protector

They made friendship bracelets, purple yarn for her and blue for Alex 

Luke and her = sibling energy 

Likes to wear other people's clothes

Makes her feel like they’re with her and she’s not alone

Literally carrying their love with her

It started with one of the shirts her dad left behind 

She likes Alex’s hoodies, Luke’s beanies and in the Summer she’ll snag one of his sleeveless tees, Reggie’s flannels and in the Winter his leather jacket, Bobby’s t-shirts and vests

The guys knock on her door when they can’t find the item they want to wear because they know she has it

She and Alex remade their friendship bracelets to include Luke (Orange)

She made them remake them later once Bobby (Green) and Reggie (Red) became part of their little group

All 5 of them wear it no matter what

She likes to draw

Was the first to befriend Bobby in art class

She admired him from afar (because look at him) and wondered what he did, given that he always slept in the class

One time while waiting for Alex and Luke to get out of detention, she walked around school and caught Bobby in the art room

His back was to her and he wore headphones as he painted

She loved his piece and wondered why he never did anything in class

Wrote him sticky notes encouraging him to show his work

Eventually, he wrote back saying he’d reveal his work if she revealed who she was

It was a deal and they started talking more afterwards

Luke was upset when he learned she was friends with Bobby 

Mostly because he thought Bobby was a dick (a dick he tried to be friends with first but failed) 

TEASER

[ginervacade]

It’s 🎵Exchange Day!!! 🎵

@jatpfebfanfest thanks for letting me be a part of something so cool!!

@locketletters I hope you like it. It was super fun to write. I’ve read lots of stuff with the sunset curve polycule but hadn’t tried to write anything until this one. It ended up being a little more Luke centered than Alex but I hope you still like it!! I’m sorry it’s so short, I’ve had a lot going on.

I give you…

Distractions:

They’d been practicing for almost four hours when Reggie finally flopped onto the couch with a dramatic sigh.

“ Luke, babe, I love you but if we haven’t gotten it yet then it’s just not gonna happen tonight. I’m so tired.”

Luke pouted and protested as if he wasn’t about to fall asleep himself. Reggie looked to Bobby and Alex behind their boyfriend for help. He got a silent matching nod from them both.

“ I wanna cuddle and watch Star Wars and eat pizza.” Reggie whined hoping to entice Luke’s attention away from his guitar and song book long enough for the others to take them away.

Apparently the promise of food and physical affection was enough to temporarily perk his ears up and Reggie reached toward him from his position on the couch with grabby hands. Luke stood, going to plant a quick kiss on Reggie’s cheek and in his moment of distraction set his guitar to the side. Bobby quickly snatched it up and Alex closed the song book.

Reggie did his part by pulling Luke down on top of him on the couch, deepening the kiss. The lead singer practically melted into it for a moment when Reggie’s nimble fingers pulled his orange beanie off to entangle themselves in his hair and pull gently. Luke hummed in contentment before pulling back.

“ I just wanna run this part one more time and then we can stop for the ni- where’s my guitar?” He cut himself off looking around to meet Bobby’s smirk. Reggie giggled from his place on the couch and Luke turned back to him looking betrayed.

“ You tricked me, that wasn’t fair.”

The bass player didn’t even have the decency to look ashamed.

“ Sorry Lu,” Alex piped up from the loft, waving the captured guitar and songbook at him with a smile, “ but we’re all tired and hungry, including you, and you’ve said one more time 14 times already.”

“ You’re the worst,” Luke pouted some more, though there was no bite to his words. As if to punctuate his sentence and prove him wrong his stomach growled loudly.

Bobby shot him a look, hands on his hips.

“ Fine,” Luke finally conceded, sighing and throwing himself unceremoniously onto the couch next to Reggie. He leaned over onto Reg’s shoulder and stared up at him until pretty green eyes rolled fondly at him and the fingers found their way back to his hair to begin gently massaging his scalp.

“ Call me unfair and then pull out the puppy dog eyes that I taught you,” Reg scoffed but didn’t stop either. Alex sat down on Luke’s other side, smiling fondly when he automatically grabbed his hand and interlaced their fingers.

Bobby chuckled, crossing the room to give the blond a quick peck.

“ Lexie, good work love,” he said, “ You too darlin’.” He added to Reggie, who perked up at the praise. “ I’m gonna go order the pizza and pop some popcorn. Somebody set up the VHS player.”

***

30 minutes later they were all cuddled up on the couch, stuffing their faces with pizza and popcorn and listening to Reggie quote along with Empire Strikes Back.

Luke took a swig of his soda and absentmindedly started singing the new song under his breath.

“ Oh my God Patterson! Shut up!” Bobby said, laughing as he shoved a piece of pizza into the other boy’s mouth.

Luke chewed it annoyedly, curling further into Alex’s side. Lex took over playing with Luke’s hair as he munched on his popcorn.

“ It is a really cool song though babe,” he said and Luke automatically relaxed, his eyes slipping closed at Alex’s gentle tugging on his hair. “ We’ll keep working tomorrow, for now let’s just enjoy the night.”

He didn’t get a response because Luke was already asleep. Alex smiled, pressing a kiss into his soft brown curls.

“ Goodnight Rockstar.”

[aprill-99]

Julie: “you know how you lie to your parents?” + “motherfucker is this how you write songs?!?”

Luke: “My parents used to ask me what I thought I was doing but that really just meant ‘stop’ they didn’t actually wanna know my thought process.” + “That’s my wife!”

Reggie: “I need everyone all day long to like me sooooo much.” + “I am very small and I have no money. So you can imagine the kind of stress I’m under.”

Alex: “People look at me and they’re like ‘get some rest tall child!’” + “I was raised Catholic as I’m sure you can tell by my everything about me.”

Flynn: “Do you want me to kill that guy for you? Because it sounds like he sucks and I would totally kill that guy for you. Lol see you at improv practice!” + “this might as well happen. Life is already so goddamn weird.”

Willie: *to Lifers in the HGC* “How dare you applaud the worst decision I ever made?” + “for interest I will pepper in the fact that I am gay.” + “fuck da police.”

Bobby: “I don’t drink anymore because apparently I used to black out and ‘ruin parties’.” + “you have the moral backbone of a chocolate eclair.”

Carrie: *pulls in to a McDonald’s drive through with a van of excited children. Orders a single black coffee. Drives away.* + “None of us ever really knows our fathers. Anyway…”

Nick: “I was shiny and dumb and easy to trick.” + “Ah yes. My title of Alpha which I definitely had once.”

Ray: “I try to stay a little optimistic. Though I will admit, things are getting pretty sticky.” + “Our house was built in the 20s but got flipped in 2014 so it’s definitely haunted but has a lovely kitchen backsplash.”

Carlos: “Well here goes nothing. You ever seen a ghost????”

Tia: “Shut up you’re all gonna die! Street smarts!”

Caleb: “A child came up to me once and told me that I could do whatever I wanted forever. And I took his advice.” + “he looked like a man who should be the conductor on a locomotive powered by confetti but instead he made his living in murder.”

[lvkereggie]

in my mind, kenny was gonna make peterpatter canon🤗

[ashleycatchemm]

1-22: Demons

Part 22 of ??

Parings: Reggie x Reader, Luke x Julie, Alex x Willie

Summary: (Y/n) (L/n) has been able to see and feel ghosts ever since she was little, which made it hard to tell the ghosts from the humans. Everyone has always thought she was a bit crazy, even her best friends, Julie and Flynn. But when three ghosts with a love for music appear in Julie's garage, suddenly (Y/n) doesn't seem so crazy anymore.

Song: Demons (Imagine Dragons)

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Series Madterlist

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A/N: I picture Arius as Five Hargreeves but with black hair and blue eyes, instead of dark brown hair and green eyes

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Once I parked in the school parking lot, I turned towards Arius expecting him to turn into a human. "What?" He asked, sounding annoyed as he sat up and started stretching, his front paws out in front of him as he arched his back down. "Aren't you going to change forms?" I asked, getting aggravated that he won't shift. "Shift forms." He corrected, getting into a sitting position "Plus you don't have the honor of bossing me around. You don't have any of my respect." Letting out an aggravated huff before turning my body to face him.

"Respect this. Respect that. What the hell does having your respect got to do with anything? You're my familiar, so do as I say and change forms."

Arius suddenly got on all fours, growling at me in anger "Everything. Respect has everything to do with the bond a witch, or wizard has with their familiar." I rolled my eyes before crossing my arms a crossed my chest in anger and annoyance 'honestly, why does every single witch thing have to be so complicated and difficult?' Letting out an annoyed huff, I uncrossed my arms, gripping the bridge of my nose "Okay." I stated before throwing my arms at my sides "What do I have to do to get your respect?" Arius sat back down in the passenger seat.

His anger died down, but aggravation still being shown on the felines face. "You don't just get a demons respect. You have to earn it." I shook my head a little, processing the new information that I was just told. "Hold on, wait a minute. You're a demon?!" The black cat rolled his blue eyes at me, before hopping off to the back seat. "Yes. I am." I watched him sit down on one of the back seats, only for him to close his eyes as his tail slowly stopped moving. I opened my mouth to say something, only for a bright blue light to shine, covering his whole form.

Closing my eyes I faced back front as to avoid the light shining in my eyes. "Man, I forgot how much I despise this form." I was about to look back at the owner of the familiar voice, which was usually in my head, but now could be heard by all. Only for a hand to rest on the passenger seat, as a boy that looked just about the age of 18 made his way to the front. He had black hair that was swooped off to the right side and seemed to hang over the right side of his forehead. An almost annoyed look could be seen on his face, and his eyes looked almost exactly like the ones that I've seen on the black cat that has been following me around for the last 12 hours.

"I haven't used this form since your grandmother was in her 20s"

I stared at the boy next to me in slight confusion, he examined his hands as I tried to process everything. "Arius?" I questioned, his blue eyes shot over at me, an annoyed "What?" Leaving his lips. I stared at him for a second or two before letting out a small giggle "Aww look at how cute you are." I stated while reaching over to pinch his cheeks. Only for him to quickly grab ahold of my arm, gripping it tightly, all while sending me a death stare. "Call me cute again. I'll chop all your fingers off and shove them down your goddamn throat." I just stared at him with a grin as he pushed my arm back towards me.

Looking back out my windshield I stared at the school in front of me. "Come on." I stated while opening the truck door "Before I get in even more trouble." Grabbing my bag from the back seat, I hopped out of the truck, Arius following soon after "And why does it matter exactly wether or not you are on time?" Shutting and locking the doors, I started making my way to the school entrance. Arius followed close next to me, hands sitting behind his back as he walked.

"Im already late, but if I skip school again they are gonna call my uncle."

"And why does that matter exactly?"

I didn't bother answering his question, taking a glance over at him, my eyes caught sight of the suit and tie he was currently wearing. Stopping just before the door, I was quick to turn to the black haired demon next to me. "You can't wear that." His blue eyes narrowed in confusion "Wear what? The suit?" He gestured towards his suit, I nodded my head in response, causing him to scoff. "It's a uniform." I crossed my arms, letting out a small huff in annoyance "It's atrocious." Gritting his teeth angrily, brows furrowed, he opened his mouth to say something, only for me to continue.

"No high schooler would be caught dead wearing that crap in place of everyday clothes."

A tight lipped smile sat on Arius face, shoving his hands in his pockets he leaned forward, his tall lanky form giving him the extra few inches of height to tower over me while saying "Well, it's a good thing I'm not a high schooler." I glared up at the demon in front of me, rolling my eyes I let out a small huff of aggravation, deciding to drop the subject, knowing he'd never give in. Turning back towards the front doors I was quick to state "Just, try to act at least a tiny bit normal." Walking over to the intercom I continued "I know that must be hard considering how small your brain is." Pressing the buzzer on the intercom I turned back around to face the angry demon.

Arius hands were now out of his pockets, turning into fists at his sides. His face scrunched up in anger, looking as if he was ready to kill me himself. "Be lucky your grandmother told me to look after you. Cause if she didn't, I would've killed you a long time ago. You have some fucking nerve talking to me that way." Hearing the loud click of the doors being unlocked, I just rolled my eyes at the black haired boy in front of me. Waving him off with one of my hands "Yeah, whatever you say." Pulling the door open, I walked inside, a fuming Arius following close behind.

I walked into the office, which sat right by the front door, Arius walking in behind me. "Well if it isn't miss (L/n). You actually decided to show up for school today?" I put of a forced smile, a fake laugh leaving my lips, all while staring down the old lady at the desk who I've grown all too annoyed of "Ah Darlene. You actually decided to brush your teeth for a change?" I asked while leaning over the front desk "Now I don't have to deal with that nasty ass breath" her cheery smile now turned forced.

Darlene was quick to bite out "I was just about to call your uncle. Tell him that you skipped yet again. But I guess I don't have the liberty of doing that today. That is, if you have a good excuse." She stared me down, practically begging me to have such a horrible excuse that she would have to call my uncle. 'This old ass women has had it out for me since the very beginning.' My eyes looked down at the counter in front of me, drumming my fingers on it for a quick second as I hummed in response to her statement.

Coming up with a quick lie, my eyes looked back up at Darlene "Ya see, I was just showing my..." grabbing ahold of Arius' arm, dragging him quickly over to me. The dark haired demon let out a small grunt in surprise, his attention seemed to be everywhere else as he examined the room. "Cousin" I sent a glance over at Arius to see if he was paying attention to the most important detail in this lie. But of course, Arius' attention was literally anywhere else, which caused me to let out a small huff before looking back at Darlene to continue my tale.

"Around the area, he just arrived here last night and I guess we just lost track of time-"

Darlene held out a hand while shaking her head, stoping me from trying to tell her the rest of my lie. "Okay, I'm gonna stop you right there. You seriously expect me to believe that this boy..." Arius' attention was finally on our conversation as my explanation was stopped, watching as Darlene gestured to him with her pen, she continued "is your cousin?" Bring her pen over to point at me, I stared at her in slight confusion, looking over at Arius next to me, who seemed to be staring down the lady in front of us, as if studying her.

My head turned, eyes drifting back over to Darlene, my left hand placed on my hip as my right gripped the backpack strap around my shoulder. "Well, yeah." I stated, slight confusion written on my face when she didn't believe me. Darlene rolled her eyes in annoyance, shaking her head, I watched as her hand reaches for the phone in front of her. My eyes went wide and I was about to speak up, only for Arius to cut me off, quickly strutting over to the counter in front of us while shoving me off to the side.

"Look, Darlene, was it?"

The old lady paused, her hand resting on the phone as Arius now had her attention. A smile appeared on Arius' lips as he stated "That is a beautiful name, I must say..." Arius held a hand out below the desk, waving it as if signaling for me to back off and let him talk. I heard Darlene giggle a little "Oh, why thank you" Arius was quick to continue with his charm "Do you know that name means Darling? And I have to say, I apologize if this is overstepping, but do you mind if I call you darling?" I stared at the side of his head in confusion, watching this whole scene play out.

A small giggle once again escaped the old lady's lips, her hands coming up to rest underneath her chin. "Well, aren't you just a charmer?" Arius dragged his tongue across his lips for a quick second, biting down on them as if to suppress a smile. Shrugging his shoulders he gave a response of "I try." he must've felt my stare on the side of his face, because he suddenly glanced over at me, a glare present on his features. "Do you mind? We are trying to have a conversation." I widened my eyes a little before throwing my hands up in surrender and walking over to the plastic chairs a little ways behind him.

Arius' attention was brought back over to Darlene soon after, and I dropped my bag down in a chair before sitting down in the one next to it. I watched as the two of them chatted, hearing giggles coming from the old hag here and there. 'The hell could he be talking about with her?' I thought as I waited for the two of them to be done talking. A few minutes later, Arius turned around, walking back towards me, showing me the two late passes in his hand, a smirk sitting on his lips as if rubbing it in my face.

Rolling my eyes, I picked up my bag, throwing one of the straps over my shoulder. Arius stopped in front of me while asking "If I'm the one with a small brain then how come I'm the one with the late passes?" I sent a glare to the demon in from of me, grumbling out a response "Yeah. Yeah. Whatever." Ripping my pass out of his hand.

The two of us started making our way out the door, only for Darlene to stop us. "Goodbye Damon, have a nice day!" She said cheerfully, which only cause Arius to let out an annoyed sigh before rolling his eyes. Turning back to look at Darlene a smile appeared on his face "You too darling" he stated, sending her a wink before turning back around and following me out the door. His face dropping back down into the same angry look he always seemed to wear.

"I fucking hate humans."

He grumbled, while shoving his hands angrily into his pockets. I glanced over at Arius, shaking my head a little, at his statement, only for me to look back in front of me. The dark haired demon walked quickly next to me, passing by 4 kids who were sitting in the hall working. The conversation between them seeming to die off as I now caught their attention just from walking by. Whispers could be heard from the two boys, causing giggles to arise from the girls in response. They were obviously talking about me, but I just ignored them and continued my walk towards my class.

"Something funny assholes?"

This caused me to stop in my tracks, quickly turning around, I was met with the sight of Arius standing in front of the four teens. The dark haired boy had his hands in his pockets, tall, lean figure practically leaning forward over them as if to intimidate. One of the boys stood up in response to Arius' question, moving his wavy brown hair out of his face, the boy let out a scoff "Who the hell are you?" An annoyed smile appeared on Arius' face, leaning in close to the boy that stood in front of him.

A murderous glint could be seen in the blue eyes of the dark haired boy. "I'm the guy that's gonna kick your ass." The teenage boy in front of Arius looked back at his friends, the two boys let out laughs in amusement, like kicking his ass was some kind of inside joke. Looking back into the rage filled eyes of the dark haired boy, an amused smile appearing on the brown haired boy's face. Hands coming up, only to push back against Ariu's chest, causing him to stumble backwards just a bit. A chuckle passed through Arius' lips, all while shaking his head, looking up at the boy in front of him, a smirk gracing his features.

"Bad idea."

The brown haired boy let out a small laugh "o-" he was barely able to get a word out, before Arius' grabbed him by the throat, holding him up in the air right against the lockers. A squeal in surprise left the girls lips, the brown haired boy letting out choked gasps, trying desperately to breath, his hands coming up to pull Arius' hand away only to have no luck. The other boy quickly shouted at him "Hey man!" Arius' eyes didn't deter from the boy in front of him, as the other tried to get him to let go of his friend. The dark haired demon quickly brought his elbow up, making contact with the other boys face causing him to pass out on the floor. "Jared!" One of the girls yelled, quickly kneeling down next to the boy and shaking him to get him to wake up, or at least show any signs that he's alive.

"Let's try this again. Shall we?"

Arius' grip tightened around the boys neck, limiting the amount of air he could breath in even more. A menacing grin sitting on his clear skinned face "Arius!" I yelled, quickly realizing that he was going to kill the poor boy, I was ignored. "The fuck were you laughing at?" Loosening his grip around the boy's throat so he could respond, letting out small coughs and tried to get in breaths of air. Arius rolled his eyes, growing impatient "Let him go Arius! You made your point!" Again I was ignored, the demon brought the boy more towards him using the hand on his throat.

Bringing him back towards the lockers, the back of the brown haired boys head slammed into the lockers behind him, coughing out a groan in pain. "Answer me." The demons teeth grit in anger and aggravation, the boy let out another cough or two before rasping out "We we're laughing at something we heard about the freak you’re walking with." Arius' murderous blue eyes didn't move away from the boy in front of him, only closing them for a few seconds, a sarcastic chuckle passing through his lips, along with a shake of his head.

I wanted to stop him. Yell at him. Scream. Do something to at least help these people. But I froze, because deep down, it felt good I wanted to wait and watch his next moves. I loved watching as people that seemed to anger me and hurt me with the constant whispers and giggles everyday, we're finally getting shit for it. Of course I learned to block it out, ignore it. I act like it doesn't phase me, like it doesn't hurt to hear people constantly talking about me calling me the school freak. But it's always hurt, no matter what I do to act like it doesn't, or to just block it out. It still hurts. So this? This felt good.

Bringing the boy towards him once again, Arius slammed his head back against the lockers behind him. I watched as small amounts of blood trickled down the back of the boys head, and against the lockers behind him "Don't just stand there!" My eyes drifted towards the girl that stood with her arms crossed, staring me down as if this was my fault. "Stop him! Do something!" A scoff left my lips, narrowing my eyes at her in anger. Crossing my arms a crossed my chest my eyes drifted back over to the scene in front of me.

"No."

An angry huff left her lips and she tried to pull Arius off the boy, only for him to bring his hand back, slapping her so hard across the cheek to the point where she spat out blood as she fell to the floor. His eyes never once wavering from the boy in front of him. A small smirk gracing my lips as I heard the demon speak up once again "Listen here, you piece of shit, If her name leaves your disgusting mouth again. I'll cut your damn tongue out of your fucking mouth and feed it to my dog" the boy didn't believe him, trying to let out a scoff but came out as a cough as Arius' hand tightened once again around his windpipe. "You're bluffing." He rasped out, eyes narrowing at the murderous boy.

The dark haired demon let out a dark chuckle in response "Wanna test that theory?" The boy stared at him for a second or two before shaking his head, eyes wide in fear "N-No" an annoyed smile appearing on Arius' face, leaning forward as to scare him even more "That's what I thought." Letting go of his throat, the boy dropped to Arius' feet, coughing and gasping for air. Walking a few feet away he turned back around, eyes narrowed at the three conscious humans on the ground.

An innocent smile gracing his features as he shoved his hands back into his black pants pockets. Arms in front of the suit jacket, causing the jacket to open up a little more at the bottom, fully showing his white dress shirt and tie. "If any of you imbeciles says a word about what happened here. I will personally kill you. And it will be slow and painful." The innocent smile dropped down to an annoyed one as his eyes drifted over each of them individually "Do we understand each other?" I looked over the teens on the ground, one of the boys were passed out, while the other held a hand around his neck, trying to breath properly again, all while slowly bleeding out from the back of his head. One of the girls held the passed out boy's head on her lap, tears streaming down her face, the other one held her cheek and jaw, tears also rolling down her face.

'Shit did he dislocate her jaw?'

The three of them nodded their heads quickly out of fear, not wanting to mess with or go against him. Nodding his head a quick "Great." Left his lips, as he continued the treck in the direction we were walking in. I stayed frozen in place, not knowing how to react to all of this as I just stared at the three injured teens in front of me. I opened my mouth to say something only for Arius to yell "Let's go!" Causing me to shaking my head and quickly follow after him.

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[bananakarenina]

heaven above and closer

chapter 6: albuquerque

by @bananakarenina and @where-you-go

sadkjlf;jsdljaslf;

this chapter holds the scene that started it all!!! we hope you love it as much as we do; this chapter ran on pure vibes for so long and it finally came together more than a YEAR later.

summary: In the desert outside of Albuquerque, Luke turns eighteen--but Reggie's the one who gets a surprise.The next morning, Julie tries her first cigarette and discovers all she has in common with Bobby.

(moodboard by ash @daintyduck99 who is as lovely as her artwork)

[seeker-of-stories19]

Okay I haven’t been posting as regularly but I’m writing I swear- there’s just been a lot of drama recently. Anyway, I thought I’d share what I’m working on so you all have some stuff to look forward too.

2 Kiaz oneshots (one is a part of my a/b/o but the other is a surprise)

A really random one shot that takes place after Mad World that’s mostly focused on Sam/Robby but obviously features Miguel as well.

A short Kiaz post season five fic (around five chapters???) with lots of Robby and Tory friendship

A Kiaz Hanahaki au that’s going to be 10 chapters and very sad so I’ll apologize in advance for that one

A Kiaz mermaid and pirate au (about 15 chapters)

And finally a short Julie and the Phantoms fic that’s a comparison of Luke growing up undiagnosed autistic and Julie also growing up undiagnosed autistic, how their specific traits change how others see them and generally just character study stuff.

I’ll also still be posting In Your Eyes throughout seeing as I have a ridiculous amount of chapters of that still unposted.

Anyway I wanted to post an update, hopefully everyone sees at least one thing on this list they’re looking forward too and if you have any questions feel free to comment them! If you’re not already on my taglist but one of these things interests you you can ask to be added anytime!

[arickaandherfictionalothers]

Julie and the Phantoms f/os

1. Luke Patterson, romantic

Aricka x Luke, you’re my brightest burning star 🎵

2. Reggie Peters, romantic

Aricka x Reggie, we're standing on the edge of great 🎸

3. Alex Mercer, familial

Aricka and Alex, the Mercer twins, live it like it's now or never🥁

4. William “Wille” Stewart, familial

Aricka and Willie, ghost bestie, my life would suck if I didn’t have you 🛹

5. Julie Molina, familial

Aricka and Julie, hey little sister, We will fight to shine together 🎹

6. Flynn Taylor, platonic

Aricka and Flynn, we will shine bright forever, little bestie

7. Carrie Wilson, familial

Aricka and Carrie, hey soul sister, we make them say wow 🌟

8. Bobby Shaw/Trevor Wilson, familial

Aricka and Bobby, the Wilson twins, lost my way til I found you again

9. Nick Evans, platonic

Aricka and Nick, go little rockstar, hey little brother

10. Caleb Covington, familial

Aricka and Caleb, dad and daughter, Life is good on the other side of Hollywood

@astralshipper @rosieshipper @hyperionshipping @yeehawselfshipping @letsgofoletsgo @tsundere-selfship @callsign-revenge

[i-may-be-an-emu]

Yes, this is an old petition.

No, that won't stop me from signing and sharing it.

[miguelschamp]

bigger than the whole sky

pairing: luke patterson x fem!reader

summary: you get a haunting call before your boyfriend’s big performance

warnings: pure sadness

a/n: there’s a severe lack of luke imagines here and i’m hoping to change that lmao

“you’re gonna come see me perform, right ?” luke asks as he laid beside you

you turn to him with a smile, “duh. what kind of girlfriend would i be ?”

“i just wanna make sure.” he chuckles, “it’s the orpheum, baby. it’s a huge deal.”

“i know.” you say sitting up on your arm, leaning over him. “i’m so proud of you.”

instead of responding, he pulls you by your waist to straddle him. you lay your hands on his chest to hold yourself up.

“this is gonna change everything.” he says, “the guys and i are gonna make it big. touring all over the world. it’s gonna be awesome.”

“i hope i’m in there somewhere.” you joke

“of course you are.” he says squeezing your thigh, “i wouldn’t have made it this far without you.”

you giggle, “that’s sweet, but we both know it’s because of how insanely talented you are.”

“i’m serious.” he smiles before his face softens, “you’re the only thing that keeps me going.”

you look between his green eyes before leaning down and planting a soft kiss to his lips. he accepts gratefully before you pull away. you instantly nuzzle your head into his neck. he wraps his arms around your shoulders as you sigh.

“i love you.” you mumble

luke smiles, “i love you more”.

•••

you were getting ready for luke’s performance when you got the call from bobby. he was frantic as he spoke to you. you could barely catch what he said, but what you did know was that something happened to luke, reggie, and alex.

that was enough for you to run out the door and rush to the orpheum. as you pulled up, you could see the haunting red and blue lights. you quickly parked before getting out and rushing over.

you hadn’t even registered the officers standing around. one of them puts their arms out as you walk up.

“i’m sorry, ma’am. you can’t pass.”

“my boyfriend is over there. i need to make sure he’s okay.” you say

“i’m sorry.”

“please.” you try

“y/n !”

you turn to see bobby walking over. you meet him halfway urging him to let you know what happened.

“they went to get some hot dogs and i guess they weren’t good.” he says. you furrows your brows.

“well, are they okay ? they won’t tell me anything.” you ask

bobby’s eyes sadden more if that were even possible, “y/n/n..”

“what ?” you say softly. you turn back toward the ambulance and that’s when your heart drops. you could see EMTs rolling three gurneys over toward three different ambulances. all of them covered with black bags.

“no.” you say, “no. no. no.”

“y/n.” bobby says as you try rushing over again.

“ma’am, you can’t.” the officer says as she puts her hands out.

“my boyfriend was in this accident. i need to know if he’s okay. please tell me that he’s okay.” you plead

the officer’s eyes soften as she watches you. your eyes begin to water as you watch her face. “i’m sorry, ma’am.”

you shake your head, “no. no, please. luke ! luke !” you call out as the officer holds you back. bobby runs over grabbing you and pulling you back. you thrash in his arms as you get further away. “stop. no !”

“y/n/n, please.” bobby says

“no.” you cry, “luke !”

you knees give out under you sending you falling to the ground. bobby bends down beside you as you sob. his arms wrapped around you as you lean forward.

“no !” you scream, “luke !”

tears brim bobby’s eyes as he watches you. trying his best to comfort you seeing as he had also lost three of his best friends.

you felt like you couldn’t breathe. the boy you’ve loved for years is gone. he was just in your arms talking about your future hours before. holding you, kissing you, and looking at you like you were the only person to ever exist.

and now he was gone.

[siriusly-rem-writes]

Where will we end up? (TEASER)

A build-up to Sunset Curve and their honorary member. Pls see the bottom for more info!!

Content warnings: Female reader, mentions of anxiety, Alex’s hinted feelings for Luke, parents fighting, lack of father figure, hinted selective mutism and use of Y/N (could change for actual fic)

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July 27, 1990

The air was sticky. The Los Angeles sun beat down on three kids who were on the verge of being teenagers as they rode their bikes down to the pier. School was starting soon and all three had different worries that led to the same conclusion; what’s gonna happen to them? 

For Alex Mercer, worrying about everything was his job. If he didn’t worry, how would he be prepared for every possible outcome? He was starting his 8th-grade year. The ‘Kings of Middle School’ as everyone would say, but he felt sick thinking about stepping up to the crown. Of course, he felt like this before every new school year but that wasn’t going to stop him from doing it again. He worried about his classes, and how many he would share with Y/N. He worried about how Y/N was going to handle the classes they didn’t share. He worried about how hot-headed Luke would handle 9th grade. He worried that Luke would make other friends and not want to hang out with 8th graders. He worried that Y/N won’t need him as much this year. And he worried she’d grow tired of him on the days he struggled to leave the house. He worried about the feeling he’d get in his stomach every time Luke smiled at him. Why did his friend make him so anxious? He shook his head and pedaled faster.

For Luke Patterson, worrying about the future wasn’t something he experienced often. Sure he wondered what his life would look like 5 years from now but didn’t everyone? He was starting 9th grade, ‘fresh-meat’ as upper-classmen would call them. He worried it would be too much. Heck, he’d only been living in LA for a year and now he has to leave his only two friends behind. He had tried to flunk 8th grade just so that the three of them could be in the same grade moving forward. Y/N had smacked him upside the head so hard he hissed just remembering it. He worried that if he stayed away too long, Alex and Y/N would realize they didn’t need him. The two were already attached to the hip when he came along and wedged his way in. Maybe they don’t need him as much as he needs them. They have each other and perhaps that’s enough. He worried he’d fall behind without Y/N keeping him in check. He worried about how he won’t be there to help Alex on the days everything was just too much. And he worried about who would be there to calm him down when everything was a little too loud and the clothes he wore were a little too rough that it made him want to peel his skin off. He sighed and pedaled faster.

For Y/N Y/L/N, worrying about the ‘what ifs’ was her favorite pastime. It wasn’t really. But they plagued her mind every free moment she had. What if Alex branched off? What if he didn’t need her anymore? What if Luke made friends? What if he spends more time in high school and won’t hang around them anymore? What if both Luke and Alex split off together? They were both guys and maybe they’ll realize it’s better with just the two of them. She worried they’d become someone she’d walk by and have to pretend the time they spent together didn’t exist. That the secrets they whispered to each other in the night disappeared as the sun came up. That the dreams they shared were snuffed out as time went on. She worried that she’d look into their eyes and instead of being met with the familiar warmth of home, she’d be met the reflection of who they once were and what they once met to each other. She wondered if she’d be able to navigate the 8th grade and life afterward without her two fellow musketeers at her side. She wiped the single tear off her face and pedaled faster.

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The comic book shop was cool as the air-conditioner rumbled in the background. Hot gusts of wind accompany the little bell as someone enters the shop. The sign on the door encouraging customers to fully close it so as to keep the cool air from escaping. School was starting soon and as a boy sits on the beanbag that’s become his designated spot, he worries about starting the 8th grade.

For Reggie Peters, worrying about school has never been a big thing unless it involved bringing home classmates for a group project. Which he always managed to avoid. At least, that was his only worry until recently. His parents’ fighting had gotten worse. The words he had heard his parents yell at each other as he sat on the stairs had caused him to gasp. Which happened to be the last sound he made. He wondered how two people who swore to love each other could utter such things. He hadn’t been able to talk in almost two months and now school was right around the corner and he worried about interactions. He worried teachers would get upset with him like his parents had. He worried people would find him rude, thinking he was ignoring them. He wondered how he would make friends in his classes if the mere attempt at speaking caused him physical discomfort. He grabbed the water bottle and granola bar that sat on the napkin with “For Reggie” scribbled on it. He smiled at the gesture. He hoped his voice would come back so he could properly thank the owners of the comic book store that felt more like home than his house ever did.

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The sun shone brightly as a boy skated through the park. His eyes squinted as the light hit him directly in the face. Placing a hand over his forehead in an attempt to block the rays, his eyes widened as he realized he was heading straight toward a girl walking her dog. He quickly maneuvered around to avoid hitting her only for his wheel to catch a stone causing him to land on his side. He groaned as he sat up, dusting off his dark jeans and rolling his eyes as he noticed he scraped his elbow yet again. He leaned back on his hands and looked up at the sky peeking through the leaves of the tree he had found himself under.

For Bobby Shaw, worrying about stuff was something he always tried to keep under wraps. His mom worried enough as it was and he didn’t want to add it. As the ‘man of the house’ he had to keep cool under the gaze of both his mom and grandma. He briefly wondered where his dad was. He had recently promoted from the 8th grade without a father in the crowd. The thought immediately went away. Why should he care about the man that walked out on him and his mom? He was starting 9th grade soon and his mom was making a fuss about it. Something about him growing up fast. He was tall for his age and his grandma always nags him about the ridiculous clothes he wears. Asking him how he hoped to make friends if the sight of him was enough to intimidate. He was worried. For what? He wasn’t sure. He didn’t care much for school. He didn’t care much for consistent company. He had skatepark buddies but that was all they were and he didn’t mind. He worried the most about disappointing his grandma. He didn’t hold the same traditional views as she did but he knew that she loved him regardless. And maybe he was lying about how little he actually cared about everything else. But that wasn’t something he was ready to unpack. He stood up, grabbed his board and kicked off.

CONTEXT

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A/N: Hi! I finally have motivation AND some free time to actually write something. This story is going to follow the boys and the reader as they navigate through high school, meet each other, start the band, be teenagers, face struggles, and feel feelings. I'm not sure how you all feel about "Y/N" Please let me know, I can totally name her and have it be more of an OC!

The fic will be including my personal headcanons for the boys and there's more backstory to how Y/N, Alex and Luke met if you're interested in like a flashback thing. Or a separate headcanon list/context for each person.

Also, this is probably going to be a Reggie x Reader/Bobby x Reader. I have not decided 100%

Thank you for taking the time to read this little thing, please let me know if you'd like it to be an actual fic!

[ginervacade]

PeterPatterLina Paramedic Au no one asked for Chapter 2!

Chapter 1 is here

Two weeks after the car accident Julie is walking up the driveway of a quaint little home. Sebastian had been invited for a play date with the sweetest little twins in his class. Julie was a bit apprehensive, not knowing anything about the children’s parents, except that Sebastian had waved to the drive of the ambulance the previous week commenting, “ That’s one of Leo and Amelia’s dads!”. The tall blonde man had waved back with a smile. Sebastian had come home from school a few days later waving a piece of simple stationary, with a large green M embossed in the corner.

“ Mami can I go please please please?!!”

“ Let me read the note first Carino!”

Dear Ms. Molina,

I hope you are doing well after your accident. ( I hope that didn’t make me sound like a stalker, I was driving the ambulance) Amelia and Leo have been begging for weeks to have Sebastian over to play. We completely understand that you might be apprehensive to let him come over alone seeing as you do not know either of us, so if you would like to come with him and stay so that we may get to know you that would be wonderful! Would Saturday afternoon around 3 work for you? I look forward to meeting you!

-Alex Mercer

He had seemed nice enough in his note and Sebastian looked so excited so she scribbled a quick reply note, sticking it in Bash’s folder. “ Yes angel, we can go.”

Dear Mr. Mercer,

We’re doing well, thank you! Saturday sounds great! Bash came home quite literally bouncing at the idea, and he has been talking about how much fun Amelia and Leo are since the first day of school. Thank you for the invitation and I look forward to getting to know you and your family!

- Julie Molina

So it’s Saturday afternoon and she presses the doorbell, smiling down at Bash who’s nearly vibrating with excitement.

“Daddy, Papa, they’re here!!!!!” Two little voices sound in perfect synchrony from behind the door.

“ I got it Lex. Either hop down or hang on tight Mel.” Julie recognizes that voice but she can’t quite pinpoint it until the door swings open.

“ Julie! Hey Sebastian, is that arm doing better bud?”

Luke beams at her from inside the house, swinging little Amelia off his back with one arm as she grabs Sebastian’s hand and runs into the house giggling.

“ Hi Luke.” She can’t help but smile, though she is a bit confused.

“ Come on in, Alex and Willie are in the kitchen but they’ll be right in to meet you.”

“ Right, of course.” It’s like her brain is short circuiting at the sight of him out of his uniform. His arms, which she had taken notice of before, are on full display in his cut off band tshirt and she nearly trips waking in the door because she can’t quite look where she’s going with him there. He leads her into a living room where her attention is quickly pulled from Luke to the beautiful artwork on the walls. Before she has time to linger on the paintings a voice sounds from behind her.

“ Julie?” Her eyes widen is surprise but her smile brightens as she turns around to face Reggie. If Luke had made her short circuit then Reggie causes a complete system reboot. He’s in tight black jeans with a rip in the knee, and has a red flannel tied around his waist. His arms are on display too in his black tank top and… oh, he’s nicely toned too. Julie can feel herself blushing at the sight of him because, WOW it should be illegal to look that good in something so casual.

“ Reggie,” she barley manages to breathe out his name before theres a chuckle from behind her and she’s known that voice her whole life, how does Bobby know these boys? She hasn’t realized she said that out loud until he answers her question.

“ I’ve know these two and Alex since before I even met you Jules. They’re my best friends, basically my brothers.” As Bobby is explaining all this Luke and Reggie drink in the sight of her in the little purple sundress. Reggie blushes to match her as he shares a look with Luke. She is really beautiful and Lex had not bothered to warn them as to who was coming over, or Luke would have put on a whole shirt.

Julie looks up from Bobby as two more men walk into the room, hand in hand. She recognizes the blonde ambulance driver, Alex wasn’t it? The man next him, this must be his husband, is shorter than him, with long brown hair and a bright smile.

“ I’m so sorry about that, we had to get the cookies out of the oven. I’m Alex and this is my husband Willie, I’m so glad to finally meet you!” He offers her his hand to shake. Willie opens one arm in a greeting hug.

“ Hey there!”

“ Hi, it’s great to meet you too! You have a lovely home, and that painting is gorgeous.”

“ Thanks! I painted that a few weeks before we got married,” Willie tells her smile brightening.

“ Oh wow! You’re really talented!” She’s so nice too, thinks Luke.

“ Sit down, make yourself at home,” Alex gestures to the chair next to Reggie as he and Willie settle down beside Bobby on the couch. Julie takes the seat, looking at Reggie. There’s that crooked smile again and he runs a hand through his hair nervously but nothing has ever been so attractive, for goodness sake Julie get it together.

“ Glad to see you’ve all met,” Willie says, “ Getting to know our family comes with these three as well as us and the kids.”

They settle into easy conversation, talking and laughing for hours, Luke, Reggie and Julie sneaking glances at one another when they aren’t looking. They eat dinner that’s absolutely delicious, Alex tells her Reggie made most of it and she smiles as he blushes again. He can cook too? Gosh he’s too perfect. After dinner the kids settle in to watch The Princess and the Frog while the adults talk and laugh some more. That’s when Julie notices the way Luke and Reggie look at each-other and then their entwined hands. Oh. They really were too good to be true. They’re together, she realizes as her heart sinks. Still, she keeps talking and laughing with them and the others. Once the credits begin to roll on the kids’ movie she notices the time and it’s pretty late, she should really be heading home. They stand up and all say their goodbyes.

“ This was so much fun,” Alex tells her and she nods her agreement. “ We definitely need to do it again soon.”

“ Absolutely!” Sebastian is half asleep so Luke scoops him up and carries him to the car, Reggie walks with them too.

“ It was great to see you again darlin’,” Reggie smiles as he opens the car door for her.

“ Yes it was,” Luke agrees.

“ It was great to see you two too!” She smiles back, trying to remind herself that she can’t have them as he pulls out of the driveway. When Luke and Reggie get back in the house there are three men staring at them with their arms crossed.

“ What?” Luke tries, even though he already knows.

“ Oh my god,” Willie says through a laugh.

Bobby is snickering too when he says, “ That was pathetic.”

“ What?” Reggie is genuinely confused.

Alex smirks fondly at his two best friends, “ I have never seen anyone with a more obvious crush than the two of you have on that girl and I watched you dance around each other for 4 years!”

[websterss]

THE CRUSH — LUKE PATTERSON

SUMMARY: Y/n finds it difficult already living in one of the most hated towns, but imagine her shock when Shadyside’s very own Sunset Curve's frontman and high school band percussionist takes a liking to her.

WARNING(S): some fluff

WORD COUNT: 1,743

PAIRING: Alive!Luke Patterson x fem!Reader, Deena Johnson x fem!Reader

A/N: Hope you enjoy it! ♡ Feedback is always welcomed!

MASTERLIST

Shadyside, 1994.

“Hey come check out our gig this Friday, it’s gonna be a night to remember!” Luke, Alex, Reggie, and Bobby handed out T-shirts and their demo to a few classmates. Luke patted the back of some of them for encouragement.

“Sunset Curve, that’s us!” Alex pointed at himself. Then put his head down.

“Tell your friends, okay!” Reggie winked at a few girls who blushed.

“Hey, are you doing anything this Friday?” Bobby left the group and joined a group of girls who giggled at his approach.

“Guys I can’t wait for this week’s gig! I can barely even focus on class.” Luke stopped at his locker to take out an empty notebook and pencil for his next class.

“You don’t even pay attention regardless…” Alex called him out.

“Yeah well…I’m-“ Luke scratched his head trying to come up with something to say.

“-Excited.” Reggie started.

“-and can’t stop reminding everyone about Friday…” Alex gave him a pointed look.

“Okay, okay. I get it, I’ll shut up.” Luke laughed, hitting them playfully. “But come on guys, this gig could be our big break for us. Imagine all the record execs and the labels that’ll want to sign us. This could be huge!”

“Well, until then we have a math test to get to.” Alex reminded them.

“Shit that was today?” Luke began panicking. “No, no, no.”

“We have a test? I thought that wasn't until next week” Reggie’s eyes grew wide.

"Today is next week." Alex shook his head, as he took his notebook out of his bag.

“I’m screwed.” Luke's arms flopped to his sides. “My mom already got onto me for skipping classes, if I get another bad grade…” He sighed. “This is the start of a bad day boys.” He grew annoyed but then did a complete 180 when he saw you. “Did I say bad day? I meant my day just got a whole lot better now that I’ve been blessed by the sight that is Y/n Y/L/N!” Luke bit his lip as he called after you. You walked by him and the guys in the hallway. “Hey Y/n, has anyone told you today you look beautiful?” Luke leaned against his locker and nudged his chin up at you. You were on the other side of the hallway opening your locker. You rolled your eyes and turned around.

“Fuck you, Luke!” You scoffed at his attempts to get at you again.

“Well if you’re offering, then by all means lead the way-“ He walked over to you and leaned against the locker next to yours.

“Keep dreaming…” You laughed and shoved him away.

“I will.” He smiled at you and stared at you with a glint in his eyes.

It was like a staring contest, trying to see who’d break first to have the upper hand. That’s how it’s always been between you two. A contest to see who could resist the other person’s charms and flirtatious attempts. You bit your lower lip and rolled your eyes. Luke did a little victory dance in his head. He truly felt lucky that he could hold your attention. Work you up to make you smile just a little bit longer at him. Crack a stupid joke to hear your affectionous laugh. Tell you how truly beautiful you looked just to watch that little glint in your eyes appear. It made his stomach swirl of butterflies….butterflies were cool. 

Not that he’d ever tell anyone that.

He let you switch out your textbooks in peace before opening his mouth to tell you about Friday.

“Hey, so I was wondering-“ He scratched the back of his head.

“Move!”

You looked up right as Deena came through and shoved the brunette out of the way. Luke looked stunned. The push had him stumble backward a bit. Gravity defied him, so he fell on his ass in front of everyone in the hallway. He got up trying to play it cool. Yet you could see a snip of his pride melt away. You bit back a laugh as your eyes flicker between Deena switching out a notebook from her locker next to yours and Luke scowling at her.

“Hey, Deena.” You smiled at her.

She stopped what she was doing and gave you her attention. 

“Hey.” She stuttered. Luke had been forgotten about for a second. “Ready for the test today?”

“I can’t decide if I want to hurl or faint. Mr. Delancey always adds a bonus question to throw us off, and I don’t know if I can remember the circumference of a circle.” You joked.

“I’m sure you’re gonna do great…did my notes help?” Deena bit her lip.

“They did actually-“ You swung your bag around to the front of you and pulled out her notebook.

“Thanks again for letting me borrow them.”

“It was no problem…anything to help.” You met her eyes as she slowly took the notebook back.

Once Luke was at your side again you turned to face him and slapped the side of his shoulder playfully. “You okay there?” Luke could hear the pitch in your tone switch. You were picking on him.

“What? That? It was nothing…” He shrugged it off. “Deena and I joke around like that all the time.” He laughed, then proceeded to hit her shoulder with his own. “Right, Deena?” Deena fell into the lockers with a slight thud. You winced. She looked about ready to kill him. You laughed nervously. Luke and Deena stared each other down. You wanted the tension between them to dissolve so you opted to drop your notebooks on the ground. The two turned away from each other and peered to the floor then you pretended to have clumsily dropped your stuff. Luke immediately bent down to retrieve your notebook while Deena collected the few pens that rolled away.

The two stood to their feet handing you your belongings. 

“T-Thanks.” Your hands brushed against Deenas first. Then you turned towards Luke, his fingertips purposely curling under your palm, letting his touch linger. “T-Thanks.” God, you swore your heart was pounding in your ears. How did anyone handle a crush let alone two? 

You could almost hear a pin drop before they broke the silence.

“You coming to the concert this Friday-”

“You going to the game on Friday-”

Oh boi.

You straightened up as the two turned their heads at each other confused.

“Yeah!” You blurted out without a second thought.

“Yeah, you’ll be at the concert?” Luke pointed at himself.

“-Or yeah you’ll be at the football game?” Deena pointed to herself.

You froze, your eyes growing. You swallowed down your anxiety slowly building up. You were about to open your mouth but got saved by the bell.

“Thank god…” You sighed in relief only to realize they heard you say it out loud. You opened your eyes to see them waiting for your answer. “I-uh. Math!” You pointed past them and sped off like your life depended on it. “Oh my god what is wrong with you?” You muttered under your breath to yourself.

Luke watched you walk away with furrowed brows before turning over to Deena who was closing her locker shut.

“Since when did you fancy, Y/L/N?” He eyed her up and down crossing his arms over his chest.

“Since she kissed me underneath the bleachers behind the football field.” She smirked watching his ego dying.

“No way. Seriously?”

“No! Don’t you have a math test to fail?” She shoved past him, walking off to the class you all shared for the third period.

“Deena wait.” He held her arm, making her halt.

“What?” She sighed, waiting for him to continue.

He saw right through the wall she was putting up. He knew about her first girlfriend Sam, though things didn’t seem to work out. Yet he guessed Deena moved on considering she had been trying to gain your attention for weeks now, just as he was trying his hardest. She looked back down towards the door you entered.

“Holy shit! You’re serious. You like her.”

“No, I just wanna use her for notes. No shit, Sherlock. She’s amazing, can you blame a girl?” Deena shrugged.

“That’s gonna be a problem for me?”

“Oh yeah?”

“Yeah…cause I like her too.”

She found him trying to be intimidating, amusing. “Do you want a gold star or something?” She crossed her arms.

“No, but I want to ask her out.”

“So do I.”

“Rock, paper, scissors?” He suggested.

“How about…” She paused and reached into her flannel. She brought her hand out and directed her middle finger at him. The huge smile on her face made Luke roll his eyes. “How about this though, we just play it daily until Friday to see who she’s interested in. She’ll either show up to the concert or the game and then we’ll see who she likes. No bitching, no complaining.”

“Okay, okay, I can work with that.” He nodded, even though he wasn’t sure about it.

“You sure?”

“Yeah…for sure.” He nodded.

“Okay, burnout. See ya in math.” She smirked at him. She shoved a slip of paper into his chest and walked off to class. Luke brought his hand up to his chest to catch the slip of paper. He turned it over and chuckled. He looked up in time to see Deena at the other end of the hall. It was a cheat sheet. “Thanks!” She only responded by throwing a thumbs up in the air. He heard the final warning bell go off, as he picked up his book bag. He hurried up and entered the class as Mr. Delancey was just about to shut the door. He gave the man a small smile before taking his usual spot behind you towards the back. He smiled as he watched you go over your notes. Your foot tapped lightly against the ground. He knew how stressed you got when it came to the test. He almost felt bad for pulling you out of your thoughts, but he gently tapped his finger against your left shoulder. Without even turning around, you automatically rested a pencil on your shoulder for him to grab. He bit his lip to prevent a smile from breaking out.

“Thank you, beautiful.” He whispered. You hummed in response, then got back to going over your notes before Mr. Delancey told everyone to put their things away.

[lvkereggie]

jeremy and owen needa post more pictures together. need to get my ralex besties content somehow…

[heliads]

sorry sorry, I'm spamming but I had this idea ages ago for a Luke Patterson x reader where the reader is an artist that does cover art for sunset curve promo.

Hear me out on this one; Luke tries to teach the reader how to play guitar and the reader tries to teach Luke how to draw. It doesn't end well, the reader is embarrassed that they can not play an instrument to save their life and Luke is embarrassed that he can't draw something as simple as a dog. But it's that thing where Luke finds it cute that the reader can't play even though they're trying hard and the reader finds it cute that Luke can't draw even though they are trying hard. And it just ends up all cute and mushy and ilysm I'm gonna marry you someday vibes.

i am once again reminding you that i miss jatp with every fiber of my being

masterlist

You are absolutely hopeless. It was one thing to sign up for this sort of job– artist by hour, some sort of after school nonsense that you were fitting in around your courseload so you could try and make at least a little bit of money– but it’s something entirely different to get involved in it like this.

Looking back, there was no reason for you to ever start feeling this way. When Sunset Curve first reached out to you over the opportunity to do the official art for their demo album, you were thrilled. They already had a decent sized following despite just having started, and you’d never created anything half so important as this. That’s how it felt, at least, like you were on the cusp of something new, something brighter than you’d ever experienced before. If only you knew how right you truly were.

It wasn’t just the job that was special, though, it was the people. Sunset Curve is made up of the four funniest, kindest, most amazing boys to ever walk the earth. You’re definitely not biased in that regard, not in the slightest. Reggie Peters cares more than anyone you’ve met before. Alex Mercer looks out for you every single minute of every single day. Bobby Shaw recognizes the potential in everyone who crosses his path.

And Luke? Luke Patterson, who greeted you with the widest smile you’ve ever seen the second he met you? Luke, who really should just be a friend? You couldn’t pin him down to one specific phrase if you tried. Luke is everything– creative, bold, bright, you name it. More importantly, he’s everything to you, but that’s because you happen to harbor a crush on him.

You couldn’t shake the aforementioned crush if you tried, but oh, how you wish you could. It does not do to spend every afternoon over there in Sunset Curve’s studio, pretending you’re sketching new designs for them or doing your homework when in reality you’re just wishing Luke might finally look up from his guitar and finally notice you as something other than a background character to his stellar world.

It’s not like Luke’s an asshole about it, it’s just true. Luke Patterson is so out of your league it’s crazy. Why would he ever look at you as something other than a friend or glorified coworker? Reggie and Alex have teased him enough times about flirting with anything that breathes that you know better than to overthink so much as a smile from him. Just because you happen to think the world of Luke doesn’t mean that he has to do the same thing about you.

That doesn’t stop you from almost losing your mind every time you hang out with the boy, though. In fact, you’re alone with Luke right now, and even though it’s pretty obvious Luke doesn’t take this to be anything other than a chance to spend time with a friend, you’re one accidental brush of hands away from screaming.

You had headed over to the boys’ studio early so you could think about some new designs for their albums, both the demo one and potential future numbers. You were given a key to the place a long time ago; the members of Sunset Curve accepted you with open arms and open doors back when you first started drawing for the band. 

Apparently they like having someone else there to force them to actually be productive and make music, but you’re not too sure about that. You swear that you end up talking to the boys for even longer than they manage to distract themselves, although that’s more fun than anything in your book. 

So, although you didn’t expect anyone to have issues with you showing up to the studio unannounced, you also weren’t expecting Luke to be there alone. You stand there for a moment, hovering over the threshold, wondering if you should leave or take this as your chance to finally get closer to him. 

Luke sees you and spares you from the indecision. “Come on in, Y/N. I’m not doing a whole lot, just practicing.”

You smile at him and step inside. “Technically, if you’re practicing that’s something. I just don’t want to bother you if you’re in a songwriting mood.”

Luke makes a face. “I would love to be in a songwriting mood, but the lyrics just don’t want to come. Please tell me you’re here as a distraction.”

You laugh. “I can be an excellent distraction when I wish, but I’m not all that interesting today. Just trying to get some ideas for a potential album cover.”

Luke watches you excitedly as you reach inside your bag for your sketchbook and some drawing supplies. “Are you kidding? That’s super interesting to me. Tell me, what direction is your grand artistic vision pulling you in now?”

You swat him lightly with your sketchbook. “There’s nothing grand about it, trust me. I’m here because I’m just as stuck as you are. Are you sure your next album can’t just have a completely blank design? Maybe one solid square of color? It would make it a lot easier on me.”

“Absolutely not,” Luke declares, “you’re already robbing us of our hard-earned cash, we at least deserve some designs in the bargain.”

The easy grin on his face tells you that he doesn’t mean a word of it. Luke and the other members of Sunset Curve have made it quite clear that they value your presence, both in art and in friendship. Besides, you have discounts when it comes to people you care about, and the members of this band are certainly that indeed.

“Well,” you smile, “if that’s the case, I’d better get on it.”

Luke watches as you do some thumbnail sketches for potential designs. His eyes never seem to leave your pencil as you shade in piano keys or trace the outline of a guitar.

At last, he breaks his meditative silence to pose a question. “How are you doing that?” He asks plaintively, “Every time I try to draw something, it takes me forever and ends up being a big eraser smudge. When you do it, though, you take two seconds and have a masterpiece.”

“I’ve been doing this for a lot longer than you have,” you remind him, “practice makes perfect, trust me on that. My first so-called masterpieces were just as full of eraser marks as yours.”

Luke harrumphs. “You’re just saying that. Embrace the fact that you’re extremely cool.”

“You’re just as cool as I am,” you counter, “you may be in awe of my art skills, but I think your music is way more impressive.”

Luke’s jaw drops. “No way. Half the time you’re in here, I’m messing up my chords.”

You grin. “That’s not true, and even if it was, that still makes you better than I am. I can’t even remember what a chord is, let alone how to play it right even half the time.”

Luke sits up straight, an idea occurring to him. “You know what? We can fix that. Let’s have a skills session. You teach me art and I’ll teach you music.”

“Just like that?” You ask, doubtful but smiling nonetheless.

“Just like that,” Luke confirms, and after that it’s decided.

Luke reaches over to grab his guitar. He places it on your lap, moving close to you so he can help guide your hands into position. You think your breathing might stop entirely from how it feels to have Luke’s breath hot on your cheek, his fingers wrapped around yours as he teaches you a chord. If you look up slightly, you can see how his face, no, his entire being is angled towards you. It is the most marvelous sight you have ever experienced.

Despite the beauty of the boy teaching you, your own mastery is far less substantial than you’d like. You can feel the shame of it heating up your cheeks as Luke reminds you of what you’re supposed to be learning for the umpteenth time. Watching Sunset Curve practice, you’d always wondered why you never picked up an instrument. This is reminding you of that reason:  you’re absolutely awful at it.

Eventually, your desire to seem at least somewhat capable in front of Luke wins out over your need to be so close to him and you carefully put the guitar in his lap.

“I think that’s enough for now,” you whisper, glancing away, “at this point, teaching me music is a lost cause.”

Luke shakes his head. “Hey, don’t feel too discouraged. It took me forever to learn. You wouldn’t believe how awful my fingerpicking was when I first started. You’re blowing my first attempts out of the water by a long shot, trust me.”

You laugh. “Somehow I find that hard to believe.”

Luke’s eyes are wide and earnest. “No, it’s true. Besides, I see this as an absolute win. If you can’t play the guitar, it means you need me around more often.”

Smiling, you ask:  “And is that a good thing?”

“Most certainly,” Luke breathes, and you think you might die just there, watching him look at you like you were worth so much more than you ever thought.

Luke comes to reality first, and looks away quickly, a faint pink blossoming over his cheeks. “If we’re trying to learn how bad we are at each other’s habits, though, I think it’s my turn to fail. It’s time for art lessons.”

You flip to a fresh page in your sketchbook and pass it over. Luke holds the thing reverently, and only through severe coaching do you manage to convince him to actually grip it tight enough to keep the paper steady. He keeps claiming that he doesn’t want to hurt such precious contents, but you think it might also just be a ploy to keep you laughing even just a little longer.

As much as you hate to admit it, Luke’s fears about not being able to pick up drawing might be true. You swear you give him easy subjects to start off, and despite an abundance of furrowed brows and studious expressions, Luke and art do not mix. 

At last, he looks up at you desolately and holds up graphite stained hands for you to witness. “See? It’s a losing battle, I swear.”

You bite back a smile. “It’s just like you told me about guitar, isn’t it? All you need is practice.”

You think you wouldn’t mind being there for a few more art practice sessions, either. Something about the way Luke is so devoted to trying to get this right, and all the while watching you draw out examples like you’re a living saint, makes your chest feel so tight that it might burst. You would gladly sink the rest of your afternoons and sunsets into these sorts of moments, walled up in the studio with Luke, losing track of time until you have no idea where your days begin and his end.

Luke must be feeling the same way, because he leans a little closer to you. “I’m not sure I believe it, but I wouldn’t mind more practice sessions with you. We wouldn’t even have to draw or play guitar if you didn’t want to. If you’re alright with that, of course. We could just, you know, hang out.”

The hope in his eyes is only matched by the delight in yours. “I think that sounds great,” you say.

Luke’s face brightens. “Really? I mean, yeah, it would be fun. Maybe we could go get ice cream soon.”

“Tell me a date, I’ll make time,” you reply. You’ll clear your entire schedule if that’s what it takes. This is something that you didn’t see happening in your wildest dreams, and now that it’s real, you don’t plan on giving it up for anything.

Luke lifts a shoulder. “How about Saturday afternoon? We can go anywhere.”

You could gladly spend the rest of the day just talking over the prospect of this date with Luke, but a sound from outside the studio makes you bite your tongue. You can see Alex, Reggie, and Bobby approaching the door– it must be time for the band to have practice.

Luke groans. “They have terrible timing.”

You laugh. “They didn’t know anything was happening, that’s their fault. I know everything I want, though.”

You don’t think Luke’s smiles have ever been brighter than the one he shoots you now. For once, you realize a most welcome truth:  all this time that you’ve been pining over Luke, he’s been feeling the exact same way. At last, the two of you have been able to get together, and you couldn’t be happier about it.

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