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carnationcreation · 4 years

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Can you do Luke Patterson fanfic where the reader is Alex sister and is in the band who’s been in love with Luke all this time but he never noticed her. And ever since they met Julie she has seen them together has gotten jealous.So she hatches up one finally plan to make him jealous to get him to see her . And Luke realized he had been in love with her and confess to her . Sorry if it’s too much this is my first time asking for a request 🥺

TITLE: Unrequited (Luke Patterson x reader)

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Requested: Yes!

Prompt/summary: Reader does one final attempt at getting Luke to notice her.

Word Count: 1,615

Authors note: appear I just write a lot of angst. Again Where’s my Love by SYML is the vibe lol

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The day we woke up on the floor of the garage in the year 2020 was the worst day of my life.

Or that’s what I decided at least.

Apparently we had spent the past 25 years in a dark room, with Alex crying for most of that time. The girl who found us, Julie, quickly became our only tie to the real world. We could only be seen playing if she was playing with us. We soon found out that we had unfinished business that we needed to attend to before we could properly cross over to the other side. We figured it was simple. Play the Orpheum and we were done. But getting to the Orpheum was going to be a lot harder than we thought.

Slowly we had started to build up a following on a thing called ‘YouTube’ where people share videos, I never thought such a wide library of videos could exist for free every single day. Practices became a daily thing, though I didn’t know if it was a good thing or a bad thing.

I really shouldn’t be jealous. Luke has chemistry with everyone he sings with. Alex would kill me if he found out that after all these years I was still crushing on his best friend. I couldn’t help the feeling in my throat when I saw Julie and Luke singing together though... the feeling like I couldn’t breathe. Like all the air was being sucked out of me while I tried to keep the feeling of anger from bubbling over.

Why can’t he look at me like that?

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I never meant to get him jealous, because I always thought making crushes jealous was unhealthy and only ever worked in the movies. But as soon as I started only talking with Reggie and Alex at practice Luke started to notice how I didn’t go out of my way to talk to him like I used to.

As time went on I started only singing with Reggie on stage for the harmonies. Every time I would look over afterwards I would see Luke staring at me with an almost blank expression.

The next few days were miserable for me.

My only desire then was to go up to him and tell him why I had been avoiding him. That I had seen every glance, smirk, smile, and laugh he and Julie had shared and say it was breaking my heart in two. I just had to watch in silence. The fear of causing drama within the band had taken precedent over my unrequited love.

I never meant for it to be taken this far. After Caleb branded us I truly began to wonder if my place in the band really meant anything to anyone. My feelings poured out over a page as I explained everything to them in a letter. A stupid letter that I didn’t know if I actually was going to deliver or not.

My worst fears soon became a reality after I saw their interaction outside of Luke’s house on his birthday.

Tears fell out of my eyes as I slipped the letter into his songwriting notebook and poofed out of the garage. I knew they would find it. I knew my brother would know the first place to look for me, so I avoided it.

I stood in the alleyway behind the Orpheum, tears falling down my face as I held onto my brother’s sweatshirt he had given me a few days prior. Hopefully I could still keep it.

“Are you ready?”

I turned around and saw Caleb standing in all his elaborate glory, “I guess so.”

He smirked, “Why so hesitant little dove?”

“Um,” I mumbled, a shiver went down my spine at his awkward nickname, “I’m just going to miss them.”

“Miss them? You’re going to miss them? Oh (Y/n), they haven’t even noticed you were gone. You’ve got nothing to lose.”

Tears began to form in my eyes. Breathing became hard as I realized I had been sitting here for hours, and no one came yet.

“Poor (Y/n), in love with a boy who doesn’t even notice her. A brother who was rejected by even his parents, and a best friend who doesn’t even notice her feelings. You can leave all that behind, just shake my hand.”

I stood there, debating on if I really wanted to give it all up. Did I really get a choice in this? I slowly lifted my hand, still hesitating.

“(Y/n), look around. They haven’t even come for you yet, and I’m sure that rat Willie already told them what you were doing. They just don’t care-”

“That’s not true!”

I turned around and saw my band running towards me.

“(Y/n) don’t listen to him? He’s manipulating you,” Alex said.

Tears fell down my face as Caleb grabbed my shoulder, “You’re too late. (Y/n) just look at them. They didn’t even notice as you drifted further and further away.”

My eyes flickered up, Luke locked eyes with me. Tears were forming in his eyes, “(Y/n) please don’t do this.”

I looked back down at the ground.

Julie spoke up, “(Y/n), you really don’t realize how much you contribute to this band. We all care about you so much.”

“I doubt she wants to hear from you,” Caleb scoffed, “Seeing as you stole the one thing she most wanted away.”

The boys looked at each other confused but the look on Julie’s face told me that she knew exactly what Caleb meant.

“(Y/n) I promise you, Luke and I are just best friends. I’m so sorry you felt like you weren’t important to us anymore,” Julie said.

Luke looked up at me but I tried not to meet his gaze.

“(Y/n),” Alex said, “You’re my sister. I can’t lose you too. Please.”

Tears ran freely down my face as I pulled myself away from Caleb. Luke ran forward and caught me as I began to fall.

Caleb let out a frustrated yell and disappeared. I didn’t even bother to look up as I sobbed into my hands.

“I’m so sorry,” Luke whispered to me. Alex pulled everyone into a group hug.

“Guys I’m so sorry,” I sobbed.

“This isn’t your fault,” Reggie said.

I brought my hands down to wrap around Luke’s shoulders, “I just didn’t feel good enough. I wanted to know if you guys really cared. I’m so sorry I should have said something.”

“We’re just happy we got here in time,” Alex said, he ran a hand through my hair, “I’m so glad you’re okay.”

My tears came to a slow stop, and eventually we began to walk home.

“Guys, I’m taking (Y/n) somewhere. We’ll catch up.”

The guys waved as Luke grabbed my hand and pulled me in a different direction. It soon became clear where he was taking me.

“Do you remember this place?” he asked.

“Barely,” I said. I looked around the park I had always gone to, it had changed so much since 1995, “They tore the gazebo down.”

He looked over to where the rickety white structure used to be, a bathroom area was there now.

“I remember, you used to always go there after there was a fight at your house.”

I nodded, “Quiet, secluded, free to go to. Can’t tell you how many songs I wrote here.”

He pulled me over to sit on the benches near the playground.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” he said.

I looked up at the clouds, trying to get the answer straight in my head, “I just… I had seen how you looked at her. I wanted you to look at me like that. Once I started to pull away, no one seemed to notice. Caleb offered me his help, he said I’d be famous…”

“What made you hesitate?”

“I realized… I didn’t want a million admirerors, I just wanted one. Nothing could compare to that.”

I jumped as he reached over to grab my hand, bringing it over to sit in his lap as he covered it in both of his, “I want to be that person.”

“You always were.”

He smiled. He brought my hand up and placed a kiss gently on my knuckles. In a quick moment of bravery I leaned over and kissed his cheek quickly.

He placed both his hands on my cheeks before pulling me into a real kiss. The boy I thought I had lost was kissing me. The kiss I had always dreamed of but thought I could never have.

We both pulled away breathing heavily. I looked up and giggled at his swollen lips and tousled hair knowing I probably looked the same.

“I’m sorry it’s taken so long for me to say this. I love you (Y/n). I’ve loved you since the day I met you, I loved you after we died, and I loved you every moment till now. I guess the only reason why I didn’t do anything is I was so scared of you not liking me back, or how your brother would react.”

I sighed as he rubbed his thumb across my cheek, “How do you think he’ll react?”

“He told me while we were looking for you I should’ve asked you out weeks ago. He knows,” He laughed.

The sun had started to set, the light illuminated him making him look ethereal. I pulled him into another quick kiss, “I wish I had done this sooner.”

“What? The kiss or trying to sell your soul to a dead magician?”

I laughed, “Either.”

He smiled and wrapped his arm around me, “Don’t do the second one again anytime soon.”

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headheartbellarke · 3 years

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JEALOUS | Luke Patterson

Requested by anon: “5 times Luke gets jealous and one time he doesn’t have too. Luke x reader?”

PAIRING(s): Mercer!fem reader x Luke Patterson WARNING(s): angst, fluff WORDS: 2.3k SUMMARY: Five times Luke Patterson gets jealous and one time he doesn’t have to.

A/N: hi! sorry this took so long, lol. school sucks. :/ i promise im gonna be posting more frequently from now onwards! anyway, decided to make y/n alex’ sister, bc i’ve been wanting to try it for a while. hope u like it!! <3 also, song used is carry me by kygo ft. julia michaels.

The first time that Luke Patterson feels that scorching, smoldering rage in the pit of his stomach is when he notices Y/N Mercer stare at his bandmate, Bobby Wilson, for the entirety of their hour-long Literature class.

At first, he doesn’t understand why he feels this way: Y/N’s just as much Bobby’s friend as she is his. Well, not really – Luke likes to believe that he is the one that she is closest to in the band, other than her brother, Alex, of course. Sure, Bobby and Y/N are friends – they say ‘hi’ when they pass by each other in the hallway, she helps him out with his Physics homework when he asks, and he asks her how her day’s been – that sort of friends. They’ve never really interacted more than it was required, and Luke knows that if Bobby wasn’t a part of their band, Sunset Curve, or if Y/N wasn’t their drummer’s sister, those two wouldn’t be friends.

Anyway, he thinks that maybe it’s because they are supposed to be partners, working on their assignment together – and instead, she is choosing to abandon him and stare at one of his best mates, instead. He thinks that maybe he’s mad because she promised him that she would help him out with this assignment, which is particularly hard, and now, it feels like he’s ditching her.

Instead of thinking about why he is so bothered at the fact that Y/N is staring at Bobby, Luke chooses to elbow her instead.

“What?” She whispers, a blush covering her cheeks.

“Can you focus?” He snaps as she rolls her eyes and opens their textbook.

“You’re annoying.”

“Alex, Alex, Alex!”

“Luke, I’m sitting right beside you – you don’t need to yell.”

“There’s something that you should know.” Luke whispers, conspiratorially. Alex, who’s sitting beside him on the couch in the garage where they rehearse, leans forward, intrigued. “What?”

He points at Y/N, who’s sitting in front of Reggie in the opposite side of the room, strumming a guitar – Reggie’s teaching her how to play. Unlike her twin brother, she’s not naturally gifted in music, which is pretty evident from her occasional frustrated huffs, and the obviously off-key tune. Rather, science is her talent, and has always been. The top spot in their class has been permanently occupied by her ever since their first exam as freshmen.

“She!” Luke whispers. Alex furrows his brows. “Yes, I know that she has no musical talent whatsoever –”

“No, no, no. I mean, yes, she doesn’t have that – but you wanna know what she does?”

“I have a feeling that you’re gonna tell me even if I don’t wanna know.” Alex mutters.

“She has a crush on Bobby!” Luke scrunches his face, a disgusted look taking over.

The drummer raises his brows and bursts out laughing. “Really, dude?”

“No, no, no, I’m not lying, okay! I’ve seen her stare at him!”

He raises his brows. “So? She stares at a lot of people.”

“It wasn’t that way, okay? Last week, in class, she was ignoring me and staring at him. Plus, yesterday, when you were god knows where, she and Bobby were having a conversation. An actual conversation! I’ve never seen them talk that much. They were nerding out over Star Wars!”

“Dude, are you…” Alex pauses, looking around, “… jealous?” A smile spreads over his features.

Luke’s eyes widen, and he looks horrified. “What? Me? Jealous? Huh? Me? How?”

Inside, he is panicking. He hadn’t considered this possibility. Is he jealous? No, that can’t be. Y/N – he’s known her forever, and he is supposed to think of her as his sister. He does think so. He’s sure. He can’t – he doesn’t like her. She’s just… Y/N. Sure, he’s always thought that she’s beautiful. And smart. And so, so kind. He’s always admired her. OK, he might have had a little crush on her. But, in a totally harmless, admiring way! (In the way everyone seems to like Winona Ryder these days. Nothing more than that. Absolutely.)

She’s just Y/N.

Y/N, who’s always there for him after he has a bad day. Y/N, who’s the first person he hugs after playing an intense show. Y/N, who’s the only person who can understand his silence. Y/N, who makes sure that he knows that she appreciates him. Y/N, who he knows like the back of his hand.

Before Luke can panic any further, Bobby enters the garage, and Luke notices her attention immediately shift toward him. They exchange a smile, and Luke feels that rage, yet again.

He falls back on the couch, locking eyes with Alex, who is silently watching with a soft smile on his face.

“I’m not jealous.” He says weakly, and Alex nods – but he knows that it doesn’t convince either of them. His friend lays a hand on his shoulder, whispering, “It’s okay.”

By the time the next month rolls around, Luke is positive that he’s jealous: so, he’s resorted to not thinking about it, her or even interacting with her – which is hard considering that she’s always around.

Now, he feels like shit. For their junior year, they are supposed to do a report on a Victorian era novel of their choice, with a partner. He and Y/N were supposed to partners – they had decided months ago and have also done previous assignments together. But now, since he hasn’t even dared to look at her in a month, she’s now doing the report with Bobby, of all people.

As he watches Bobby and Y/N sit next to each other with their arms brushing, he feels that rage again, and curses himself. Could he not have behaved like a normal person? He knows that she is confused as to why he’s suddenly ignoring and avoiding her – she has even asked her brother about it. But Luke had threatened Alex that he would tell everyone about his crush on Reggie if he even said a single syllable.

(Although Luke knows that he would never.)

He sighs, dramatically, and searches for someone else to pair up with, ignoring the way his heart clenches at the realization that he may be losing her.

“Luke?”

He looks up and feels a rush in his veins.

“Are you… mad at me?” Y/N asks tentatively, standing at the door to his bedroom. Her eyes keep flitting between his face and around his bedroom, and he hates the fact that there seems to be an ocean between them.

“Uh…” He scratches the back of his neck, not knowing what to respond. She looks down at her feet, biting her lip and Luke feels a tug on his heartstrings at that. It’s been so, so long and he has so, so much to tell her, but he doesn’t know how to bridge the gap that he created.

He builds up his courage and says, “Yeah. I was kinda mad at you.”

Her eyebrows furrow, and panic flows into her e/c eyes. “What – what’d I do?”

Luke inhales sharply and wonders what he’s gonna say. It’s not like he can say that he was jealous of the fact that she liked Bobby, nor could he say that in the past month he has realized the fact that he may have a tiny, little crush on her and had to avoid her at all costs because she will never like him back and it’s too embarrassing?

He clears his throat. “Uh. It’s because you promised that you would do the English project with me but you’re doing it with Bobby.”

“But I’m only doing it with him because you won’t even look at me! Why won’t you?”

“I… You also ignored me for Bobby the other day?”

She throws her hands up. “What other day?”

“When we were working on the Shakespeare thingy!”

“I was not – now you’re making –”

“Forget it. Just go home, Y/N.”

A look of hurt flashes over her eyes, but she quickly clenches her jaw, and stands straighter, masking her emotions. “Asshole.”

She walks out his door, slamming the door shut behind her.

For the rest of the day, Luke lies on his bed and stares at his ceiling, and when Reggie comes over, he tells him that he’s ruined everything. Reggie lies beside him and asks softly, “You okay?”

“I think I like Y/N.” He whispers.

“We know.”

His lips part and he says in disbelief, “Alex told you?!”

Reggie shrugs. “He didn’t need to. Everyone can see the way that you look at her.”

Luke sighs, too tired to argue.

“Hey. It’s just a date, alright? It’s not like they’re getting married.”

Luke props himself on his elbow. “What?”

“Y’know, Y/N’s really picky –”

“What date?”

Reggie’s eyes widen. “Y-You didn’t know?”

Luke raises his brows, urging his friend to continue. He purses his lips and says, “Y/N and Bobby are on a date right now.”

Instantly, Luke feels as if his world has drained of every colour. Reggie looks uncomfortable, and whispers, “I thought you knew.”

“I, uh, I didn’t. Obviously.” He whispers, falling back on the bed again. His heart physically hurts, and he can feel tears prick at the back of his eyes. Mostly, he feels anger – at himself, and regret.

As jealousy claws its way to the surface, Luke mutters, “I hate Bobby.”

Luke sits cross legged on the floor of the garage, with a Spanish guitar perched on his lap. His hands dance over the strings, trying to find the perfect melody for the song he just wrote.

Writing songs has always been his way of dealing with his emotions, especially when they got too intense. Right now, the situation with Y/N is exactly that.

His eyes dance over the notebook in front of him, and he closes his eyes, trying to forget everything that’s happened in the past couple of days.

“Cause I don't know how we How we got so far, you and me Almost like there's oceans between us, us So I need to know Could you carry me? Back into your heart again Could you carry me? Right into your distant hands Could you carry me? Right back to where we started from Could you carry me?”

“That’s beautiful.”

Luke’s head turns sharply to the side, and of course, it’s her. He clenches his jaws, and says, “What are you doing here?” He hates the fact that she looks so pretty, wearing a beautiful red sundress.

She bites her lower lip, and says, “We should talk, Luke.”

“There’s nothing to talk about.”

She giggles. “You’ve always been the jealous type.”

He raises his brows, opening his mouth to deny whatever she was about to say next, but she raises a hand to stop him. “Alex and Reg told me. They said that they’re tired of seeing you mope every day.”

“I –”

“Hold on. So, for the past month, you’ve been mad at me because you thought I like Bobby?”

Luke lowers his head, choosing to stare at his open palm instead.

“You ignored one of your best friends for more than a month because you were jealous, and you were too much of an idiot to tell her the truth?”

“Well, you don’t gotta be so mean about it.”

She laughs. “Luke. Bobby and I – we’re just friends, okay? I was staring at him because I really liked his hair. And you have to admit it – it’s nice. I actually asked him for his shampoo, too. But, well, you and him both thought that I liked him. That’s why he asked me out to the movies last day. But... uh, well, it didn’t work out.”

His heart races at the last sentence. “Why?”

“Because I like you, Luke. I always have. I thought I could like Bobby, I really did – but all I could think about last night was you.” She shrugs, and Luke feels like he’s falling. He thinks that the universe is playing a prank on him, but when he sees her crimson tinged face, the vulnerability in her eyes and her fiddling with her hands, he allows himself to feel the slightest amount of hope.

She looks down, continuing, “I, uh, I always thought that you only saw me as your best friend’s little sister. I didn’t ever think that, you know, that there could be something more. So, I kept it to myself and only Alex knew. But, last night, Reg came over and they were screaming for a while, about you and me, so I went to find out what happened, and they told me that you, uh, liked me too.”

Reggie. He must have told Alex that Luke was ugly crying on his shoulder.

“Please say something, Luke.”

He releases the breath he didn’t know he was holding. “I – I feel like you’re pranking me.”

She grins. “No. No, definitely not.”

“Y/N, god, you have no idea how difficult this past month has been for me. I mean, I never realized that I liked you that much until I saw you with him, you know? I always thought that I had a tiny, little crush on you but I never… and I thought that Alex would kill me if I did anything, but he’s been oddly… nice about all this.”

“He’s just tired of hearing me talk about you.”

“Probably. But yeah. I think you’re brilliant, Mercer. And I really, really, really like you.”

She jumps a little, and whispers, “I really, really, really like you too.”

“Do you maybe wanna go to the movies with me?” His wide grin matches hers.

“Only if we watch part two of Father of The Bride.”

“Deal.”

+1.

Luke watches Bobby smile at Y/N, looking at her as if she’s put the moon in the sky. Although, this time, he doesn’t feel the rage. He doesn’t need to, really, with Y/N’s hand wrapped in his, and the ghost of her lips still lingering on his.

requests open! as always, feedback is highly appreciated <33

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jaskiers-sweetkiss · 3 years

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Pairing: Reggie x Bobby’s Sister Reader

Word Count: 2.5K

Request: Hey, I was wondering if you would write a reader x Reggie imagine, where reader is Bobby’s sister and secretly having a relationship with Reggie without the rest of the band knowing about it.

Warnings: very light swearing

A/N: this fic also doubles as my (very late) submission to @jatp-btr week! I decided to set it in 2020 with Julie and the Phantoms going on tour but the guys are alive and Bobby is still a tennager! Also, shoutout to @txrii, who’s playlist of songs that Sunset Curve would cover got me through the final stretch of writing this! Anon, I hope you like this!! As always, let me know what you think and drop a comment/ask/message to be added to my taglist!

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“Hey Reg,” you said softly, smiling shyly as his face appeared on your phone screen.

You didn’t have any reason to be shy, you and Reggie had been dating for over a year and had known each other for much longer, but you still hadn’t gotten used to your only face-to-face conversation being over FaceTime. Plus, you’d learned to be wary when the two of you called, you didn’t want to say something mushy and have one of the guys behind him, or worse, your brother.

When you and Reggie had started dating you’d decided to keep it secret from your twin brother, and by default Luke and Alex too. Reggie had reasoned that Bobby would be pissed at him for starting up a romantic relationship with you, which was fair given how protective your slightly older brother had always been of you. However, you were certain he’d be more upset with you for dating one of his best friends and bandmates. So, you didn’t tell him. And then months went by and all of a sudden you were passing one year and Sunset Curve was going on tour and they still hadn’t told him.

“Hey, Y/N,” Reggie responded with a grin, clearly psyched to be able to talk to you.

“Are the guys around?” You started to ask when you were interrupted.

“Reggie, did you say Y/N?” A voice called from the background and all of a sudden your boyfriend was being pushed out of the frame and Luke’s face was front and center.

You giggled exasperatedly at the boy but smiled.

“Hi Luke,” you greeted and he grinned at you.

He had just opened his mouth to respond when he was shoved out of frame as well, Alex now taking his place.

“Hi Y/N!” He yelled and you winced slightly, leaning away from your phone at the increase in volume.

“Hi Alex,” you said quieter, though trying to match his enthusiasm in your tone. “Where’s Bobby? And Julie and Flynn?” You asked, trying to rush through any more potential disruptions.

“Bobby’s in the bathroom and Julie and Flynn are on their bus,” Alex explained while struggling to keep Luke from pushing him out of frame.

With Sunset Curve being such a large group (five performers and their manager), and all of them being so young, their parents decided it was for the best that the girls get one tour bus and the guys get another. Plus, you were pretty sure Ray was not very keen on Julie and Luke sleeping in the same space now that they had started dating, even though they were both adults and you knew Luke was asexual. Still, parents will be parents you supposed.

Besides, it meant there were fewer opportunities for interruptions when you called Reggie while they were on the road.

“Y/N how come you always call Reggie and never me?” Luke pouted, finally having shoved his way back into the frame.

“Don’t be ridiculous, I called you yesterday,” you protested, rolling your eyes at the boy’s dramatics.

That had been another issue you’d had to work out when their tour had first kicked off. Calling Reggie every day was starting to seem suspicious, even though you claimed it was to talk to all of them. Alex had quickly pointed out that it was weird that you didn’t just call your brother, which you had tried to excuse as not wanting him to hog the phone time but then Luke had gotten jealous that you only called Reggie. It seemed reasonable enough when you thought about it from their perspective. You’d been friends with them all for years and they didn’t know about your relationship, so it probably did look like you were playing favorites with Reggie. So, you started making regular calls to Luke and Alex, making sure to give them enough one-on-one time on the phone with you to throw suspicion off your calls with Reggie. It had mostly worked, but Luke was still a butthead.

“Yeah but you called Reggie today,” he whined and you shook your head.

“Because it’s my turn,” Reggie responded for her, pushing both boys away so he could fill the screen once again. You hoped nobody noticed the way your smile brightened when you saw your boyfriend.

“Don’t you guys have other things to do?” He whined and you could practically hear Luke and Alex pouting off-camera so you tried to put on your best understanding-but-disappointed look.

“Sorry guys, it’s Reggie’s time,” you said, though not really sorry about it.

“I feel like it’s always Reggie’s time,” you heard Luke grumble and rolled your eyes.

“Maybe I like him better than you,” you shot back, with a raised brow.

You heard him gasp from off-camera and then you heard the stomping of feet and Reggie grinned broadly at you.

“It’s not nice to lie, Y/N!” Luke yelled as he stomped away, and you heard Alex yelp as he was dragged away with him. “We all know I’m your favorite! I’m everybody’s favorite.”

“Nicely done,” he commended you and you laughed.

“I don’t even know what I did,” you admitted, assuming it would be a much larger fight to get Luke and Alex away.

“Well, whatever it was worked,” he chuckled before his face fell. “I wish you were here.”

Your smile turned melancholy at that. It was certainly nice to be able to see him every day when you got a chance to call, but it was nothing compared to actually being together.

“We’ll be together again before you know it,” you tried to comfort.

“We still have two months of touring!” He whined and you nodded.

Sunset Curve did still have two more months of touring, but what Reggie didn’t know was that as soon as they stepped foot on US soil to finish off the last leg of their tour, you’d be joining them. You’d been in cahoots with your brother, Flynn, and Julie to plan everything in secret. Of course, you were really only planning to surprise Reggie, but to throw off suspicions you had to claim to want to surprise all the guys. You’d be traveling on the girls’ bus but everybody knew you’d be spending the most time with the guys. You did grow up with them, after all, whereas you’d only known Julie and Flynn for a couple of years.

Still, it was difficult to talk to Reggie every day, watch him pout as he whined about missing you and how long you had before you’d see each other again, without throwing in the towel and telling him everything. The look on his face will be worth it, you had to remind yourself each time.

So, you nodded along, strategically choosing your words to avoid lying to your boyfriend.

“I only have a couple more minutes, babe,” you said after about a half-hour had gone by with the two of you sharing about your days.

“Oh, right, your class,” Reggie groaned, not wanting to hang up.

“Believe me, I don’t like this any more than you do,” you sighed, giving him a tight-lipped smile. “But, I’ll text you when it’s over and maybe we can call later?”

Reggie nodded.

“Don’t find any cute girls to replace me while I’m gone,” you joked and he shook his head.

“How can I? I’ll be thinking about you the whole time,” he replied and you smiled shyly.

“I love you, Reg,” you said softly.

“I love you too, Y/N.”

___

You were practically running across the airport. No, not practically, you were running through the airport.

You and Bobby had strategically planned your flight out to the east coast to meet them so that you would land a little before them and be at the airport waiting for them when they arrived. Neither of you had considered delays in your plan and so you were running from your gate across the airport to try to get to the boys’ gate before they disembarked the plane.

You could feel your phone vibrating in your back pocket and cursed quietly to yourself, knowing it was Bobby texting you that they were getting off the plane. You groaned, though in your out-of-breath state it came out as more of a stuttered whine.

You were pretty sure you were nearly there when you heard it.

“Y/N?” A voice called out, sounding confused.

You cursed mentally, having hoped to have some time to compose yourself before seeing them, but obviously, you were too late.

“Reggie, what are you talking about?” You heard Luke ask the boy and you could practically hear your twin’s knowing smirk before you saw it.

When you finally spotted the group of teenagers grouped just outside the gate your eyes slid right past your brother and all your friends, finally locking onto blue-green eyes. Before you even realized what you were doing you were running again, launching yourself at your dark-haired boyfriend. Reggie caught you in his arms, spinning you around slightly before placing your feet on the ground. The two of you stared into each other’s eyes for a moment, relishing in the feeling of being in each other’s arms again before remembering the company you were in. Reluctantly you stepped out of his arms before embracing Luke and Alex, still thrilled to see two of your closest friends just in a different way than Reggie.

“What, no hug for me?” Bobby asked with a frown once you’d hugged Julie and Flynn as well.

You scoffed, wrinkling your face as if the prospect of hugging your brother was revolting.

“If I must,” you sighed before wrapping your arms around your twin. “I missed you.” You added more sincerely. You had never been the kind of twins that were attached at the hip, but this tour had certainly been the longest and farthest you’d been from each other.

You pulled away, moving back to stand by Reggie who was staring at you with a mix of awe and adoration that you hoped the rest of the group missed.

“Wh-when? How? I- I can’t believe you’re here,” he stuttered out, pulling you into his side and you grinned.

“Bobby, Jules, and Flynn helped me plan it all out,” you explained, smiling up at the boy. “I wanted to surprise you.” You turned to smile at Luke and Alex, knowing they were included in the surprise even though it was really only intended for Reggie.

“So wait, I don’t get it, what are you doing all the way on the east coast?” Alex asked, puzzled and you laughed while Luke smacked his chest. “Surely you didn’t fly all the way out here just to see us?”

“No, you idiot! She’s joining us on tour!” Luke exclaimed before faltering, eyes flicking between you, Bobby, Julie, and Flynn for confirmation. “…Right?”

You nodded, laughing again.

“Yes, I got sick of missing you guys while you were traveling the world,” you grinned and Reggie squeezed your shoulder, a reminder that his arm was still around you. Luckily all the guys were pretty touchy so it seemed friendly enough. “So I’ll be with you for the rest of the tour!”

The guys all cheered at your announcement and you grinned, so thankful to be back with them.

___

You’d made it surprisingly long into the North American leg of their tour before any mishaps occurred. You couldn’t quite believe you’d made it that long given that all you and Reggie wanted to do in your free time was stay wrapped up in each other but there wasn’t exactly the privacy for that.

Still, you couldn’t help but be frustrated when the slip-up finally happened.

You’d been backstage before one of their concerts, the guys had left you and Reggie alone in their dressing room so you took advantage of your momentary privacy and leaned in to give your boyfriend a good-luck kiss on the cheek. Of course, it was just your luck that the guys would bust back in looking for their bandmate just as your lips made contact with his cheek and before you knew it you were giving the other three boys good luck kisses and mentally cursing yourself while Reggie held back a laugh.

Needless to say, you were more careful next time but you were still stuck giving good luck kisses for the next few performances because the guys insisted that they actually performed better.

Of course, that whole ordeal was completely forgotten on the night of their last performance. You were all back in LA and after this performance, you’d be returning to your own homes and beds to sleep for the first time in weeks for you and months for the rest of the group. You knew they were all excited to be back home even though they loved touring.

You were excited to be home too, and maybe that was why you completely forgot the lesson you’d learned earlier on the tour and pulled Reggie in for a kiss when the guys stepped out of the dressing room for the final show.

It had meant to be a quick kiss so that the two of you could follow right behind them without arousing suspicions. However, you didn’t stop him when he pulled you in closer, prolonging your kiss. You were so focused on each other that neither of you heard the door open as Luke came back in to grab his forgotten guitar pick.

“Holy shit!” He yelled back down the hallway, scaring you and Reggie.

The two of you jumped apart hastily, but the damage had already been done. You could hear two pairs of footsteps as Bobby and Alex came running back down the hallway.

“You both owe me ten bucks!” Luke yelled triumphantly as the two boys appeared in the doorway.

“Aw, man are you serious?” Alex whined. “You guys couldn’t have waited until after the concert?”

Your jaw dropped open as the blond drummer and your brother began rummaging through their coats that had been left strewn across the dressing room couch for their wallets, each pulling out a ten-dollar bill and handing them to the guitarist.

“Y-you… you knew? And you were betting on us?” You sputtered, looking between the three guys in pure disbelief before whirling on your brother. “I can’t believe you!”

“Sorry, y/n, you’re not slick at all,” he shrugged, smiling smugly. “All the phone calls to Reggie specifically and then the good luck kisses?” He shook his head mockingly.

“But, it was fun to watch you both squirm,” Luke added and you glared at him.

“I can’t believe you guys,” you pouted, glaring at the three of them.

“Well, at least we don’t have to sneak around anymore,” Reggie pointed out, slipping his hand into your own and you turned to smile up at him.

You leaned up to press a kiss to his lips and heard the guys groan.

“Okay but I still don’t want to see that!” Bobby whined and you smiled into the kiss, flipping your twin off with your free hand.

“What the hell are you guys still doing back here, we have a show to do!” You heard Julie call, her voice getting closer as she approached. “Oh, I see. It’s great that you guys are public now but we still have to get onstage.”

You laughed as you pulled away from the kiss.

“Knock ‘em dead, rockstar,” you said softly before letting go of his hand so he could follow his bandmates out into the hallway.

___

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Hero Complex | Owen Patrick Joyner

Requested by anonymous: Hi!! Can you do one where the reader is Jeremys little sister and she comes to set and hits it off with Owen and they start to hang out a lot and Jeremy gets really protective of her

A/N: I hope this is what you were looking for!

Pairing: Owen Patrick Joyner x Little Shada!Reader, Jeremy Shada x Little Sister!Reader

Warnings: fluff, big fight, anxiety

Words: 7,084

Reader’s POV

Jeremy and I have been the best of friends ever since the day I was born. He might be my older brother, but I’ve always considered him more like my best friend. We used to play games together when we were younger where I’d pretend to be a princess and he was the knight protecting my castle from dragons and dangerous monsters. Or, when we were in a swimming pool, I’d pretend to be a mermaid and he was my dolphin. We played so many pretend games, I’d lost track of most of them. When we got older and made a lot of new friends, we still tried to take at least one night in the week where we’d spend time together, whether it was watching movies together or jamming or just chatting about absolute nonsense or going out together. I even got to be his best (wo)man when he married Carolynn about a month ago, and we’ve been calling each other non-stop since he started this new project of his with Netflix called Julie and The Phantoms. I helped him prepare for his audition and was equally as excited as he was when he got it. This role was written for him. Though, when bootcamp and filming started, it did mean I’d have to miss him for a very long time since he was all the way in Vancouver for months on end. So, now I’ve come up with the idea to go and visit him and Carolynn in Canada. I’d called Carolynn to help me out and surprise him. She picked me up from the airport just a few minutes ago, and as we’re catching up in the car, I can’t help but feel giddy at seeing my brother again. It feels ages since I’ve last seen him at his wedding. That’s also when I saw the rest of the cast last. Jeremy had introduced me to the ones that were at the party, and I loved hanging out with them. It felt like being introduced to one big family that quickly became part of my own family. That was one fun night, but that’s all it was. One night of spending time with all these people and then never hearing or seeing them again. To be fair, they were all really busy with rehearsals and filming and everything. “Are you ready?” Carolynn asks when we’re at the door of their Vancouver apartment. “Yes!” I reply in a hushed voice, just to make sure Jeremy doesn’t hear me. Carolynn unlocks the door and walks in first, I follow suit. My eyes dart around quickly to take in as much as possible before the two of us turn a corner to the living room here Jeremy’s on the couch, watching something on the tv. “What’re you watching, bro?” His head snaps up at the sound of my voice, his eyes widening as he takes in my presence. “No way!” he exclaims as he gets up quickly and rushes over to me, taking me in his arms in a bone-crushing hug. “I can’t believe you’re here!” he mumbles in my ear as he twirls me around. “I wanted to surprise you,” I tell him as he puts me down again, taking my hands in his instead. “I don’t go back to college until like next week, so I figured, why not?” I’m overexplaining again, I know it. Jeremy doesn’t care how I’m here, he just cares that I’m here. “You wanna come to Set with me today?” he asks with this sparkle in his eyes he only gets when he’s really excited about something. “I’m sure the others would love to see you again!” I can’t help the smile tugging at my lips as I think about how much fun they all were at the wedding. There’s no denying that I’d love to see them again too. So, I nod my head eagerly, earning an excited squeal from the boy in front of me. “The driver will be here in half an hour, you need some time to freshen up after your flight?” “Yes, please!” Carolynn guides me to the bathroom where she puts out a pair of towels for me. I shoot her a thankful smile and when she’s out of the bathroom, I get into the shower. Once I’m all dressed and ready to go, the driver is already in front of the building. “Hey, Darren,” Jeremy greets as he gets in. “My little sister’s coming with me today.” He buckles himself into the seat as I do the same. “Hi, I’m Y/N, it’s nice to meet you,” I say to the driver. He gives me a kind smile through the rearview mirror, letting out a small ‘hi’. He must not be very talkative. “What scenes are you filming today?” I ask my brother instead whilst the driver heads down to the next stop. “I think there’s a gig scene we’re filming today,” he answers, and the car comes to a standstill. “We’ve got about ten more minutes before Charlie and Owen head down. You want some coffee?” My eyes bulge out of their sockets at the thought of caffeine alone. I’ve been up for so long, I could use a good shot of wakeup-juice. “Guess that’s a yes. Let’s go!” he lets out a chuckle before getting out of the car with me in tow. “Do I need to remember anything I can or can’t do on set?” I ask the only thought that’s been haunting my mind since coming up with this idea. I knew he was going to have to work, and I also knew he would want to bring me to set. As a newbie to this entire world of filming a show, I worried I would be in the way or say the wrong things or break something. I knew I needed some pointers from my best friend to calm me down. “Just try not to trip over anything, Clumsy,” he simply answers before turning to the barista. This coffee shop seems really quiet at this time of the day, there are no customers at the counter. Just a few at the tables, most of them with their laptops open. “A large coffee with two extra espresso shots, and a medium black coffee to go, please,” he tells the man behind the counter. “Can I get your names, please?” he asks with the pen in hand. “You can write Shada on both of them,” Jeremy answers. The man nods his head curtly before scribbling down the name on both cups. He pays the barista and then moves to the end of the counter, pulling me along. “Filming with Kenny Ortega is really chill, Lil’ One, no need to worry,” he reassures me, taking me into a side-way hug, planting a kiss to my hair. “I’m just really nervous to be on a set, does that sound ridiculous?” I ask, twisting the bracelet around my wrist. It’s the one I got from Jeremy and Carolynn for Christmas last year. “No, I think that’s pretty normal. I ought to bring you to set more often, get you used to it all.” “Yeah,” I agree in a hushed voice, going over every possible situation that could go wrong. My train of thought is interrupted by the barista calling out our last name, sliding the two cups over at us. I grab the large cup whilst Jeremy takes his, and exit the joint to head back to the car. “Oh, seems like we’re right on time,” he points out, waving at two boys near the car. The brunette I know as Charlie, waves back before hopping into the front seat next to Darren. The blonde guy, better known as Owen, doesn’t get in yet, and instead waits for us to reach the car. He holds the door open for me, letting me get in first before hopping in himself. Jeremy jogs to the other side, getting in there. Now I’m squeezed between the two boys, clutching my coffee as if my life depends on it. “It’s good to see you again, lil’ Shada,” Charlie says, turning to face us. I giggle at the nickname. They’d called me that at the wedding. The entire night. “Surprising your big brother?” I nod my head in response. “Yeah, I didn’t have anything better to do, so… Came to annoy my brother and his buddies at work.” This makes all three boys laugh, which, not going to lie, makes me feel ten times more at ease. I thought seeing the boys again would be awkward. It’s anything but that. They make me feel so relaxed, and as though I’m a part of their group. Once we’re at the set, Jeremy introduces me to most of the crew and the rest of the cast, but especially Kenny Ortega. “Oh, look at that! Lil’ Shada’s here!” he says, opening his arms for a hug, which I gladly give him. I did meet him at the wedding, but it was so brief, I didn't think he’d remember me. “Hi, Kenny!” I greet excitedly and then let go of him. “You don’t mind if I hang around the set the next couple of days, right?” He inspects me from head to toe, eyebrows raised, and I can’t help the anxiety that’s welling up inside of me. I knew I shouldn’t have come over, I knew this was a bad idea. Kenny doesn’t want me here. I’m just going to be in the way of his mastermind working its magic on this show. I’m going to be a distraction for the actors, especially Jeremy. “Of course I don’t mind, Lil’ Shada! Jeremy's family is my family!” The pressures and intrusive thoughts wash away immediately. Those are the words I needed to hear. I sometimes think I need too much affirmation and confirmation, that other people get annoyed. My therapist told me that’s just my anxious brain speaking. He said if I want confirmation, I need to ask for it. Jeremy has been a great sport in my mental health journey from the very beginning. He took me to my sessions, did the exercises my therapist gave me with me. He’s always making sure I’m okay and gives me the confirmation I need whenever he feels I need it. Which is always at the right moment. “See, Lil’ One? Told you it would be okay!” I shoot both the men a thankful and relieved smile. Kenny places a hand on my shoulder as he passes me, leaving Jeremy and me all by ourselves. “You wanna go to makeup and wardrobe with me?” he asks, to which I nod. He then grabs my hand and leads me to the destined trailer. The second I step inside, I hear an ear-piercing screech coming from one of the chairs, and before I know it, I’m engulfed in a group hug by two pairs of arms. The sweet floral scent entering my nose tells me who it is without having to look at them. Savannah Lee May and Victoria Caro. “Hi, girlies,” I giggle, hugging them back equally as tight. The two let go of me, keeping me at arms length to inspect my entire being. Their make-up is only half done, Savannah’s hair is curled to perfection whilst Tori’s is put up in curlers. “I can’t believe you’re here, Lil’ Shada!” Savannah says, tucking a strand of my hair behind my ear. “We were just talking about you last night,” she points at Tori, who nods vigorously. “Yeah! We were wondering when we’d see you again because we missed you after your brother’s wedding!” the smaller girl explains. My heart melts at the idea of these two girls caring so much about me, they’re wondering when they’d see me again. “Aw, you guys! I missed you too!” I pout, trying my hardest not to start crying from happiness. “Hey! What about us?!” Owen’s voice sounds from the back of the trailer. I turn around to find him in the last chair, getting his hair done. “I missed you too, Owen, but I already saw you earlier!” I tell him whilst making my way to Madison and Jadah in the other chairs. I hug them each from behind, making sure not to ruin their neatly-done hair. “Yeah! But you didn’t say you missed us!” he exclaims. His bottom lip sticks out in a pout. Shaking my head, I make my way towards him and place my hands on his shoulders as I stand behind him. “I thought that was a given,” I whisper in his ear and then turn again to find Sacha and my brother near the doorway. The latter is looking at me with happiness emanating from his eyes. “Hey, Sacha!” I offer the boy a wave, which he returns with a smile. A busy-looking woman squeezes past me towards Owen, so I take a step back to give her more room. I watch her as she plays around with his hair, using spritzes of hairspray to keep it in place. I always loved doing other people’s hair when I was younger. I braided all of my cousins’ hair or used curlers on them whilst playing ‘hair-dresser’. My love for hairdressing went out the door as I got older and more anxious, but seeing this woman play around with Owen’s hair so determinedly, it reawakens the desire and enthusiasm. “This is Teresa,” Owen says when he catches me staring at his head and Teresa’s fingers. “She’s a magician when it comes to hair.” Teresa shoots me a kind smile through the mirror, which I nervously return. They caught me staring, that must’ve been a weird -- and kind of creepy, let’s be honest -- sight. “Y/N used to dream about becoming a hairdresser,” Jeremy informs them when he’s taken a seat in one of the chairs too. As both Teresa and Owen look at me with surprise in their eyes, I feel the heat rising to my cheeks. “You wanna give it a try?” Teresa asks, stepping aside from Owen. I open my mouth in pure horror, not knowing what to tell her. There’s no way I could ever do what Teresa’s doing. What if I mess it up entirely? What if I ruin all the work Teresa has put into his hair? What if I ruin Owen’s hair? “There’s not much you can do wrong with Owen’s hair. It pretty much just does what you ask,” Teresa tries to reassure me after probably seeing the absolute horror in my face. I glance at Owen in the mirror. He gives me an encouraging nod. “Okay…” I mumble and step up to his chair. “How do you need his hair?” I ask Teresa. Owen’s character Alex probably has a specific way to how he wears his hair. He’s a ghost from the 90’s, I’m sure it’s a little different from his usual hairstyle. “Leonardo DiCaprio from Titanic,” Teresa simply replies, which is enough for me to know. I nervously raise my fingers to Owen’s head, suddenly anxious about the fact that I’m going to be touching this attractive man’s hair. My eyes dart over to his reflection in the mirror, our eyes locking. He licks his lips before they curl up into a smile that gives me enough encouragement to just go for it. I play around with it a little and grab a comb to guide me before asking the hairspray. Teresa hands me the bottle and I spritz some more of the product onto his blonde locks. Though Teresa has already done the works, pretty much, I’m just left with the finishing touches. It takes me about five minutes to get it in perfect shape. “You can tell you’ve had years of practice,” Teresa says, impressed at my work. “I mean, you pretty much did the gist, I just… finished it…” I trail off shyly. I avert my eyes from Teresa to Owen, who’s checking himself out in the mirror. “No offense, T,” he starts, turning to Teresa, “But I think someone’s coming for your job.” I’m frozen to the floor from the compliments that I don’t even move when Owen gets up from his chair and turns around. Suddenly, he’s mere inches away from me and all I can do is crane my neck to look up at him. A vibe I never felt around him when I first met him surrounds us now, resting down on us like a blanket. I don’t know why this is happening or how, but all I can see for a good minute is Owen and his tender smile. Until he places his hands on my waist, picks me up, and puts me down again a feet further. “I gotta go,” he says with a smile, “See you around, Lil’ Shada.” He boops my nose. The sudden movement startles me a little. I watch him walk out of the trailer before I come back from my daze and find everyone else in the trailer looking at me. “What?!” I ask, confused at why I’m being stared at. “What was that about?” Jadah asks, chuckling as she turns to face me. “What was what?” I ask again, seriously unaware what had just happened. “You, pretty much drowning in Owen’s eyes,” Madison reminds me. The thought of Owen’s eyes looking into mine just minutes ago warms me up from the inside out. Especially the nose-boop. “What?! No, I wasn’t,” I deny, but I don’t think I can hide it from either of these people. Thank God Jeremy had left before Owen. He would not have liked that. Jeremy is an amazing brother, but he can get a little overprotective when it comes to love-interests. “I’m gonna go…” I cough awkwardly, trying to come up with a good excuse, “Find my brother…” That feeling I had in that trailer doesn’t subside for the rest of the day. Sometimes I think it does, and then Owen looks my way or sends me a wink from the other side of the room and I’m back to feeling absolutely and utterly mushy. “Hey, you wanna go get lunch with us, Lil’ One?” Jeremy asks around noon when they’re done filming the scene. I take a look behind him, Owen and Charlie standing there, awaiting my answer. I lock eyes with Owen again, and he offers me a beautiful smile that persuades me. “Yeah, sure,” I reply and link my arm with Jeremy’s. The two other boys fall into step with us, Owen on my left, Charlie on Jeremy’s right. “Where are the others?” I ask. Not that I don’t like the idea of having lunch with these three boys. I just really like hanging out with the others too. “They had to start filming another scene, they had lunch earlier,” Jeremy informs me as we enter the restaurant on the other side of the street from the lot. Owen takes a seat next to me while Jeremy and Charlie sit down on the opposite side of the table. “So, Lil’ Shada,” Charlie starts after we’ve ordered our food and drinks. “I heard you did Owen’s hair this morning…” I am taken aback by his subject of choice, especially since he makes it sound so teasing. My eyes dart from my brother to Charlie and back, unsure of what to say. Owen jumps to the rescue then, feeling me tense up beside him. “Yeah, she did a wonderful job! Her fingers are kinda like magic.” I look up at him, earning a smile from him in return. “Yeah, well, what can I say? It’s a talent,” I flip my hair over my shoulder confidently, though in my mind I’m wondering where all this confidence comes from. Even Jeremy is a little surprised by it whilst the other boys just laugh. “Maybe you should ask Kenny to start next week,” Charlie suggests with an excited grin. “Yeah! Then you could stay with us longer!” Owen’s enthusiasm dazzles me even more so than the words that come out of his mouth. He wants me to stay longer… “I still have to get through college, you guys. I can’t just quit?” I’m catapulted back into reality as those words roll off my mouth. “Do you know how much college costs?!” Owen and Charlie share a glance, wondering if either one of them knows. “I’m an actor, Lil’ Shada, so no…” Owen whispers in my ear without breaking eye contact with his buddy on the other side of the table. I let out a laugh, shaking my head in amusement. “How long are you staying?” Charlie then asks, his eyes flickering from me to Owen and back. “A week. I start college again next Monday,” I reply when the waitress finally brings us our food. “Thank you,” I say to her with a smile, the others doing the same. “So, you’re just gonna stay a week?” Owen queries before taking a bite from his lunch. “Yep… Going home on Sunday,” I answer. The disappointment in his face is prominent. “But I might come back soon if Jeremy will let me.” My eyes dart over to my brother, who hasn’t said much since we sat down. “Can’t really say no to Lil’ Shada, can I?” My lips curl up in thankfulness. “Besides, I think the rest of the cast would hate my ass if I took you away from them.” His eyes flick towards Owen for a split second. He has caught on to the vibe Owen and I have been giving off towards each other. Maybe it’s not just in my mind. “That’s very true,” Owen agrees, his mouth full of food. I turn my head to look at him, eyebrows raised at his immature way of eating his food. My eyes then fall on his chin, which has a little dressing seeping down it. I raise my hand and swipe my finger across his skin, taking the sauce away. He freezes at that moment, halting mid-chew. “Dressing,” I show him before licking it off my thumb. He swallows harshly and when I look back at the boys on the other side of the table, they’re staring at me too with wide eyes. “Someone ought to get this dude a bib,” I joke, trying to take the tension away. Charlie lets out a laugh, nodding his head agreeingly before turning back to his food. My brother, however, just raises his eyebrows at me. He doesn’t love the idea of his little sister being intimate with anyone. Especially not one of his best buddies. I can’t help it though. I’m a twenty-one year old woman, I have feelings. I have hormones. Jeremy’s overprotectiveness isn’t going to take away the fun from this week. I’m not going to let it.

And I don’t. I spend the entire week on set, either hanging out with some of the girls or with my brother and the other boys. Teresa lets me help out in the mornings with the cast’s hair, teaching me some new tips and tricks. If anything, it just brings me closer to the cast, which is a nice bonus. Mainly because it also brings me closer to Owen. The connection we created during my time in Vancouver has only grown from that first day. Whenever Jeremy’s not around or he can’t hear it, the two of us harmlessly flirt with one another and, whenever he doesn’t have a scene to shoot, we hang out together. One day, he took me to Julie’s bedroom set where we sat on her bed and talked until we fell asleep huddled up into a cuddle. Jeremy wasn’t happy when he found us like that. Even though I did tell him it was just an innocent nap. He didn’t take it. My brother’s disapproval didn’t stop us though. We just kept going to that set to take a nap together. It has become my favorite part of the day. “Hey,” he captures my attention. We’re cuddled up on Julie’s bed, legs entangled. My head’s resting on his chest, one arm slung over his stomach whilst the other is squished between our bodies. He has his left arm draped around my shoulder, his fingers trailing up and down my arm. “What?” I ask, looking up at him. He’s staring at the decorative lights above us. “Do you really have to leave tomorrow?” His voice sounds so soft, I’d almost believe he’s sad. “I mean… Yeah… I don’t think I can miss my first classes of the semester,” I whisper as though it’s a secret. My fingers start drawing patterns on his chest and abdomen as my eyes focus on them instead of his face. I’m too scared I might kiss him if I keep looking at him. “Can’t you follow them online? Or just… I don’t know…” he exhales deeply, my head bobbing along. “I just don’t want you to leave yet.” I want to reply, but people bursting in the room cut me off. I scramble upright, terrified it might be Jeremy. Instead, Owen and I are tackled by Charlie, Savannah and Madison. “Group cuddle!” they scream, making me and Owen giggle. I go back to my previous position while Charlie comes to rest his head on my thigh, his arms around my waist, the rest of his body curled up between Owen and me. Savannah takes Owen’s other side, mirroring my position while Madi rests her head on his stomach. “What were you guys chatting about so intimately?” Savannah asks, followed by a yawn. “Me leaving,” I sigh joylessly. I feel Charlie’s arms tighten around me and Owen tense beneath me. Savannah’s eyes lock with mine, a pout forming on her face. “I don’t want you to leave. It’s been way too fun with you around,” she whispers. “I agree,” Charlie mutters. “Ditto,” says Madison, making me smile widely. Even more so when Owen presses a kiss to my hair. This is where I want to be for the rest of my life. Not on some stupid campus studying for a job I don’t even want to do. I need more time with these people. And I’m going to get it. It’s about time I did something for myself instead of constantly doing shit for others.

“Can I talk to you guys for a moment?” I ask Carolynn and Jeremy at the dinner table. Jeremy halts, his fork lifted mid-air, while Carolynn simply places her cutlery down, giving me her undivided attention. I inhale deeply, trying to gather all of my courage. “I was wondering if I could stay here a little longer? I haven’t talked to mom and dad yet, but I wanna do an independent study this year while interning with Teresa.” Jeremy drops his fork on his plate, a loud clatter echoing through the place. “She asked if that would be something I’m interested in, and to be quite frank, I am. Helping around this week really reminded me of how much I loved doing it.” I glance at Jeremy, noticing how tense and frustrated he’s becoming with every word I say. “Being a doctor was never my dream, Jer. It was mom’s. I think I need to do this. I need to do more things for myself instead of wanting to please others.” “I agree, sweetie,” Carolynn chimes in, offering me a supportive smile before the two of us turn back to the man of the house. He has his lips pursed, clearly mulling this over in his head. “This is about Owen, isn’t it?” he finally asks. The mention of the boy I had grown so attached to startles me at first, I didn’t expect him to be brought up in this conversation since it has nothing to do with him. “He put you up to this?” I open my mouth, but no sound comes out. I have no clue what to tell him. On one hand, I do want more time with him and Charlie and all the other cast members. I want more time with my brother. But I can’t hide that it’s mostly Owen that’s drawing me here. Spending time with him made me feel so much more connected to myself, in some way. He calms my anxiety. He makes me feel happy. Genuinely happy. “Of course he didn’t, Jer. Why would he do that?” I finally manage to bring out. “Because you’re clearly in love with him, Y/N!” The loudness of his voice and harshness of his tone makes me flinch. “But he’s not right for you! He’s distracting you from your goals, making you think this is what you want! You don’t know what love feels like but you think you do! You and Owen can’t happen, and you can’t stay here. You have to go back home!” The anger and frustration builds inside of me, and pours out in the form of tears. “You don’t have a say in this, Jer! I am twenty-one, I’m not a child anymore! I can decide what I want to do with my life and I can decide who I love!” I’m surprised by the words that flow out of my mouth. “I get that you wanna be the protective brother, Jeremy, but this is going too far. You have to let me make my own mistakes! You have to let me live my life the way I want it to!” He angrily shoves his chair back when he stands up in frustration, making Carolynn flinch. “You’re still a child, Y/N!” he shouts at me. I stand up too, leaning my hands on the tabletop. “I’m not even a year younger than you, Jer! If I’m a child, so are you!” I yell back. “At least I’m married and have a family!” he aggressively points at Carolynn, who’s rubbing her face in desperation. My eyes flicker from my sister-in-law back to my brother. “I would be in a relationship if you didn’t scare off every person I ever brought home!” “I didn’t want you getting hurt, but did I ever get a thank you for that?!” I scoff at him. He’s not playing the petty card right now. “That’s just life, Jer! People get hurt! People break your heart! But you never even let me experience that pain because you’re too obsessed with being the good brother!” My heart is pounding out of my chest. Jeremy and I have never fought like this. Sure, we used to bicker when we were teenagers, but it’s always been something stupid. This screaming match sounds like years of bundled up distress from both of us. “You have a hero complex, Jer…” I lower the volume of my own voice. Jeremy lets his head drop, knowing all too well I’m right. About everything. About the hero complex, about him meddling in my life. Everything. “I think it’s better if you go to your room for a while, Y/N,” Carolynn orders sweetly. The pent-up anger still hasn’t gone completely, it makes me want to lash out at Carolynn too. “Still not a child,” I mutter instead before grabbing my bag and leaving the apartment. Once the cold Vancouver air hits me, the realization of what just happened does too. The tears escape again, along with anger and regret. I don’t regret what I said to my brother. It’s the truth. It’s exactly what I’ve been thinking for years. What I do regret is telling him all of that in a burst of anger instead of a civilized conversation like we used to back in the day. That’s the only thing I really do regret. After a while of roaming the streets of Vancouver and getting riled up about the whole situation again, I find myself aggressively knocking at Charlie and Owen’s door. I don’t know where else to go and Owen’s the only one who could calm me down from the anger and frustration I’m still holding inside for my brother. I still can’t believe he even dared to say that to me. “Lil’ Shada!” Charlie greets excitedly, but his smile quickly disappears upon seeing my state of being. Jaw clenched, balled fists, tears running down my face. “Hey, Gorgeous, are you okay?” Owen appears in the door too after hearing Charlie utter my nickname. Upon seeing the boy, I race into the apartment, grab his face and bring him down to meet his lips. He’s startled at the force and aggression I’m putting into this kiss, but that soon dissolves when he kisses back. His hands find their way to my waist, pulling me closer and closer until I can’t do anything else but wrap my legs around his waist. He holds me tight, scared he might drop me while my fingers find their way into his hair. I pull back from his lips, but keep my forehead pressed to his. Both of us are panting from the intensity. I can tell from that sparkle in his eyes he has no clue what happened, but he wanted it to happen for a while. “I’m gonna stay,” I tell him in a whisper, which only makes the sparkle in his eyes more earnest. Without another doubt, he crashes his lips on mine again. This time, he takes it a little slower, making it more sensational without depriving it from the sizzle from before. I try to forget about the fight I’d just had with Jeremy and focus solely on Owen, but my brain counteracts. His words are on repeat in my mind like syncopated beats. This time Owen pulls back when he no doubtedly tastes the saltiness of my tears mixing in with the passion. He looks at me, the sparkle in his eyes making room for worry. “Hey, hey, what’s wrong?” he whispers, putting me down on my feet again but keeping his arms around me and my body close. “I’m sorry, I just…” I inhale sharply, “I had a major fight with Jeremy and I just can’t shake it. I have never seen him like this…” Owen snakes his arms around my shoulders, pushing him closer into his chest. He lets me cry for a while, holding me in his arms until I’ve calmed down a little. He takes me to the couch where Charlie’s sitting too. I hadn’t even noticed him still in the room, let alone that he moved. “Talk to me, Gorgeous,” Owen whispers, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. He’d stopped calling me “Lil’ Shada” a while ago, which makes me feel like I’m more than just Jer’s little sister. Savannah told me it was what he did to anyone he liked. Those little details are his way of showing his appreciation or love to someone. I like the small details in Owen’s love language. “I wanted to ask him and Care if I could stay at their place a little while longer, and I told him about the independent study and internship I wanted to do while here. For some reason, he thought I was doing all of this for you, that you put me up to this.” Owen inhales sharply at this. I can tell he hates being part of a fight between two people that mean a lot to him. “I told him it had nothing to do with you, but he didn’t believe me. He was shouting and screaming that I was still a child and that I couldn’t make my own decisions. I told him he had a hero complex,” I scoff at myself. This whole fight sounds even more ridiculous now. “Told him that he wants to be the good brother and that he has this idea of being a good brother that doesn’t let his little sister live… or love.” Owen’s eyes flick at mine, a small smile tugging at his lips. “I shouldn’t have shouted at him though… This was all just pent-up anger and frustration from the past twenty-one years. I should’ve just told him to back off like an adult instead of yelling at him like a child.” I glance at Charlie, who had been listening to the entire conversation. His eyes look somber, almost heartbroken. These two boys are just too good for this world. I can’t imagine a life without them anymore. “We both acted like children,” I mutter, shaking my head. There’s rap on the door, shaking all three of us awake from the somber cloud we’re all on because of me. We exchange glances, knowing exactly who’s at the door. Charlie goes first, Owen and me following suit. The anxiety welling up inside of me must be visible to him because he takes my hand, intertwining our fingers as we stand a little behind Charlie as he opens the door. “Hey, Char… Is Y/N here?” I hear my brother ask. The Canadian boy opens the door a little further, presenting Owen and I. Jeremy had been crying too, I can tell. His eyes are red and puffy, his lips swollen from biting on them in distress. “I’m so sorry, Lil’ One,” he mutters from the door. That’s enough for me to let go of Owen and launch myself into my brother’s arms. He’s stunned at first, but then wraps his arms around me too. “I know I can be a little overbearing sometimes, but you have to know it’s only because I love you,” he whispers in my ear, followed by a sniffle. “You’re an adult, just like me, and it’s time I treat you like one.” I push him back slightly but keep my hands on his shoulders. “It’s about time you figured that out.” He lets out a chuckle, dropping his head in defeat. “Hey,” he looks back up. “Thanks for looking out for me. I know you mean well.” “We’re family, Lil’ One, we’re supposed to look out for one another,” he looks past me at the two other boys, “We’re all family.” Charlie and Owen walk up to us, the latter scratching the back of his head with a pained expression on his face. “Yeah, can we not call it a family? Because otherwise, I’m in love with a family member.” He places his hands on my shoulders and presses a kiss to my hair. I meet his eyes whilst my heart beats faster. He’s in love with me. A boy I’m in love with is in love with me too. I mean, of course he is, he wouldn’t have kissed me like that. Jeremy glances from me to Owen and back, trying to decide what to think about this entire situation. I can tell it’s hard for him to let this idea of his little sister go, but he’s trying. “Be careful with her, alright? You might be my best friend, but I will not hesitate to kill you,” Jeremy’s pointing at Owen, a harsh look on his face. “Bro, I could never hurt her,” he reassures my older brother, and me at the same time. “You better keep that promise, Joyner!” That night, Jeremy calls Carolynn over too, and the five of us sit on the couch all night, talking and watching movies. I love being in Owen’s arms so much. Though we used to cuddle and be flirty with each other before, it really does give a whole different vibe knowing I could just turn my head and kiss him now. My parents allow me to stay in Vancouver and go through with my plan, much to all of our relief. Days on set are amazing. I help Teresa and the other hairstylists every morning and during all the scenes when they need touch ups, spend every night at Owen’s and Charlie’s place, and have the most fun I ever had in my life with all these people around here. “Cuddle session?” Owen whispers in my ear when we’re rounding up the scene. His sudden hands on my shoulders and lips against my ear makes me jump at first, but I calm down just as quickly. “Baby, I’m working,” I giggle, clearing all the hair products from the table, knowing he’ll convince me within five seconds. Teresa really is a very loose mentor and wouldn’t mind if I escaped now. “But you’re almost finished though? And Teresa is here to take over from you?” he tries, which makes me look up at him, and then at Teresa. The woman I call my Canadian mother winks at me, letting me know I’m good to go. I turn around in Owen’s arms, wrapping my arms around his neck. “You are so lucky Teresa’s this awesome,” I tell him and peck his lips quickly. “Thank you, T.” I grab Owen’s hand and guide him to the bedroom set we’d used so many times for cuddles, whether that be alone or with the others. The second we’re in the room, Owen tugs at my arm, making me stumble into him with a squeal. Before I can ask what he’s doing, he cups my face with his warm hands and brings me in for a passionate kiss. He pushes me backwards when I kiss back, right until I feel the bed push into the back of my knees. I crawl backwards, Owen following suit as he’s still attached to my lips. He pulls back for a moment, looking me in the eyes with those tender eyes of his. He’s holding up his weight by placing a hand next to my head, using the other to tuck a strand of hair behind my ear. “I love you,” he whispers, causing the corners of my mouth to curl up into a smile automatically. “I love you too,” I whisper back and diminish the space between our lips by pulling him down by the back of his neck. My fingers tangle up into the blonde hair I styled this morning. Doing his hair might just be my favorite part of the day, along with this. “Group cuddle!” Our intimate moment is disturbed by a mop of our friends attacking us on the bed. With a groan, Owen drops next to me, the others piling onto us. That lunch break, all of us take a collective nap on Julie’s bed, some on stomachs, on chests, shoulders, thighs. All our limbs are tangled up together, no bystander would be able to tell which limb belongs to who. To say my new job is the best ever would be an understatement.

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quillsandtypos · 3 years

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Cheer up!

Summary: anon requested the reader being down for no reason the sunset curve boys cheering her up

Words: 1.6k

Warnings: lots of platonic cuddles

Pairings: none

Did I expose my touch starvedness with this one? Yes. Also terribly sorry to the anon who requested this and then had to wait two weeks.

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Julie just kept walking by as she watched you flop down on your bed. You stayed face down, not really feeling the need to get up.

You thought you heard her lean on the frame in your doorway but when you turned around no one was there so you just shrugged it off and face planted back on your bed.

But pretty soon you jumped up when you felt a hand tap your shoulder.

“Luke!”

He grimaced. “Sorry didn’t mean to scare you,” he apologized.

“Didn’t Julie just tell you guys off about boundaries?” You narrowed your eyes at him.

He looked slightly guilty. “Yes, but there’s an exception today,” Luke hinted.

“And what would that be?” you grumbled.

“Because you’re all upset and shit,” he explained.

You half expected him to be joking but he was looking at you with complete seriousness. You felt your heart melt a little bit.

“And why do you know that?” you asked out of curiosity.

“Because you’ve been moping around all day!” Julie exclaimed. You turned to see your sister in the doorway.

“I have not!” you defended yourself. You looked to Luke for support but he was seemingly very interested in looking out your windows.

“Y/n you have barely left your room today, so you’re hanging out with them till you stop being a sad bitch,” she demanded.

You started to say how uncalled for she was being but she just ignored you and walked out.

You groaned and flopped back down on your bed. Luke’s lips twitched up in a way that you could tell he was trying not to laugh at you. “Oh no, I’m gonna need backup, aren’t I?” Luke rhetorically asked.

Before you could utter an ‘I’m fine’ the three were in your room. “Y/n you know what always makes me feel better when I’m sad?” Reggie asked. You rolled over to your side. “What Reggie?”

He started backing into a corner of your room. “Doing cannonballs.” He started sprinting over to your bed and you quickly rolled off with a yelp as you hit the ground.

Luke high fived Reggie, “Nice, we got her off the bed,” he cheered.

“You guys couldn’t have done that in a way that didn’t potentially send her to the hospital?” Alex asked. He pulled you to your feet, and you squeezed his hands gratefully.

“Meh, it was the more fun way,” Reggie shrugged.

Alex rolled his eyes. “Now come on, we’re going to the studio,” he told you.

You groaned, “No thanks, I’m just gonna stay here.” You could tell by the looks on their faces, that they were not going to give up that easily.

“Y/n I will carry you down there,” Reggie threatened. He crossed his arms, and Luke put his arm around him in agreement. You hopefully looked to Alex for defense but he shook his head at you.

“I’ll come on my own,” you agreed, not wanting to risk them dropping you.

Luke and Reggie shared a glance before trailing behind you to the studio. “Okay, so what do you guys want me to do in here?” you asked, as you walked through the doors.

“Well it’s more of what we want to show you,” Alex half explained.

You raised your eyebrows in confusion.

“We were waiting for a specific time to show you it, but we decided what better time than now,” Luke continued. Whatever it was, they all looked antsy to show it to you.

“So what is it?” Their excitement was starting to pass onto you.

“You have to close your eyes!” Reggie suddenly remembered.

With tight lips and suspicious eyes, you analyzed the three of them. Despite your love of the three you did not trust them for a second.

Luke tilted his head down and glanced up at you. “Come on y/n, you’ll be fine,” he insisted.

You nervously let your eyes shut. You could hear the three shuffling around, and you were pretty sure you heard someone trip; which you had to stifle a giggle at. You felt someone nearing you and you accidentally held your breath.

“Okay y/n you can open your eyes,” Reggie called out.

You opened them to see Alex hiding something behind his back, he pulled it out to show it to you. It was a black cropped leather jacket with little studs scattered on it, he turned it around to show the back which neatly said 'sunset curve manager' in white paint.

You took it into your hands. “Did you guys make this?” you asked in amazement.

“Well, we needed a little help from Flynn, but yeah the four of us made it,” Alex admitted.

You felt your eyes start to heat up. “Thank you guys.”

You couldn’t help but let your mind wander to how much time and effort they had probably put into your gift. Even though you weren’t actually a part of their band, they truly cared about you as if you were. You hugged the jacket to your chest, “I’m literally never taking this off,” you laughed, as your eyes started watering freely.

“Oh no, she’s crying. This is supposed to make her not sad,” Reggie joked. Luke mockingly elbowed him in the ribs.

“Do you need a hug?” Alex offered with open arms.

“Yeah, I’ll take one,” you agreed. You wrapped your arms around him, his sweatshirt was nice and soft, but still cold, since he was a ghost. You hoped you were leaking your tears onto his clothes.

“Can we get in on the hug?” Reggie hopefully asked.

“Sure,” you responded. Before you could move to let them in, they decided it was just best to squish you between them. Luke was to your left and Reggie was to your right. They all tightly squeezed you, as if it was the last time they were gonna get a hug. You could feel all of their hands against your back and you let yourself relax into their arms. As much as you were enjoying the closeness, after a while, it did feel like they were cutting off your air flow.

“Guys, I think you might be killing me,” you announced.

“Oh trust me it’s not that painful you’ll be fine,” Alex told you. You couldn’t currently see his face, but you were certain that he was smirking.

“I love you guys, but I’m not dying today,” you retorted.

They all backed up to give you some room to breathe. “So you wanna talk about what’s wrong?” Luke suggested.

You took a moment to put your feelings into words. “I don’t know, I guess I don’t really have a reason; I’ve just been really down today,” you admitted.

“You know what helps me with that?” Reggie asked.

You turned to him with wide eyes. “Reggie if you are about to almost land on me again I swear to god,” you threatened.

Reggie couldn’t help but laugh at that, and you heard Luke snicker. “No, I was going to say watching a comedy tv show,” he explained.

“Oh, nevermind then,” you backpedaled.

“Come on, I’ll set up the projector,” Luke offered.

“I really don’t want to bother you guys though,” you brought up.

“It’s not bothering if we want to spend time with you, and besides you would really be letting them down they haven’t been able to have a movie night in weeks,” Alex said.

“Are you manipulating me into self care right now?” you questioned.

Alex shrugged and his lips quirked up. “Maybe a little bit.”

“Wow, that’s a low blow for you Alex,” you scoffed. He just shrugged again. But his plan worked, you sat yourself down on the floor, and gladly took the blanket Reggie gave you.

“So what are we watching?” Luke asked the group of you.

“Parks and Rec?” you suggested.

“Sounds good to me,” Alex agreed, and Reggie shook his head.

Luke managed to have minimal struggles getting the show to play but he eventually did and came to sit next to the three of you.

It didn’t take long for all of you to be in a big cuddle pile on the floor along with various pillows and blankets. You were pretty sure Reggie was snoring by the fourth episode. Luke and Alex were practically laying on top of each other. Reggie’s head rested on top of your legs and Luke’s arm was resting on top of your stomach. In that moment you were perfectly comfy and completely happy. The blissful happiness wrapped a warmth around your body, that felt very similar to the hug from earlier. The warmth gently put you to sleep within minutes.

You awoke what felt like minutes later to the lights being flicked on. “Y/n Dad says it’s time for dinner!” Carlos called.

You groaned, “Carlos I was sleeping.”

That did not make Carlos look any more sympathetic. “And we are trying to be eating,” Carlos retorted. The boys started stirring at hearing speaking.

“Fine I’m getting up,” you surrendered.

“So?” Carlos questioned.

“So what?” you asked, as you grabbed your new jacket.

“Did they make you not a sad bitch?”

“Carlos! You can’t say that word!” You heard Luke start loudly laughing behind you.

“Well did they?” he intently asked.

You glanced back at the boys adoringly, “Yes, they did.”

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im-in-love-with-pizza-bites · 3 years

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Easter Bunny Isn't Real

Alex Mercer X Child!Sister!Reader, Sunset Curve X Child!Mercer!Reader

Summary: Luke spills a secret you and Reggie didn't know.

Warnings: uh... Easter bunny is real? Idk I Don't think kids are on this site but whatever

Readers age: 7

A/n: Happy easter! 😁 This takes place before they die, but I might have one for after they died

Divider: @firefly-graphics

You happily followed your older brother into the garage carrying your easter basket. You paid no attention to the boys once getting in there as you sat down and dug through the basket. Reggie smiled and sat down next to you.

"Reggie look what the Easter bunny brought me!" You said happily.

"Can you share?" He asked.

"Fine. Here." You passed him a egg full of chocolate kisses. "All you get though he left this for me." You sassed.

"Okay!" Reggie happily began eating the chocolate. Luke walked out of the bathroom immediately noticed 7 year old you digging through the basket.

"Hi Luke! The easter bunny came!" You said happily.

"The easter bunny isn't real." Luke stated. Alex looked at Luke glaring while Bobby smacked him. "Ow what!"

"W-what?" You whimpered. Reggie stayed quiet.

"Luke is lying y/n. He's mad the Easter bunny didn't bring him a basket." Bobby said.

"The easter bunny isn't real? My whole life is a lie!" Reggie said pouting. Alex sighed.

"Easter bunny is real. That's why you have the basket." Alex said to you smiling.

"Oh... So luke is a liar?"

"Yep."

#alex mercer #alex mercer x sister!reader #alex mercer x platonic!reader #julie and luke #luke patterson #reggie peters #bobby jatp #reggie julie and the phantoms #julie and the phantoms cast #julie molina #julie and the fat ones #julie and the phantoms #charles jeffrey gillespie #charles gillespie #owen joyner #owen patrick joyner #jeremy shada #taylor kare #easter

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shmaptainwrites · 3 years

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headcannon for Reggie's older sibling stress smoking and trying to stop but Reggie and the band catch them with a cigarette again

alrighty! and i’ll do it with a gn reader

you weren’t always a smoker

it started when someone offered you one, under normal circumstances you would have declined, but the fights at home were getting louder and worse so you took it

it was a secret at first and you were very good at hiding it until reggie came back home one day when he was supposed to be at alex’s

“yn w-what are you doing?”

“i-its nothing reg,”

“nn, are you okay?”

you sighed, “i-...no,”

reggie sat with you and you talked it out a bit, he encouraged you to quit and you promised you would try

it was growing great at first, the only downside being your increased hunger

you had told the boys about everything and they insisted supporting you

things were fine until that one night

your parents were yelling and somehow you were caught in the middle of it

and when you couldn’t take it anymore you ran out, grabbing a spare cigarette you had tossed aside and started smoking again

the boys were unaware of this for a good few months before you got careless and they caught you

“yn what happened you were doing so well!” luke said

“come on, whatever it is we can help,” bobby insisted

you broke down in your younger brother’s arms letting the boys come around you and offer comfort

“anything you need yn, we’re gonna be there for you,” alex whispered

“always,” reggie agreed pressed a kiss to your hair “we love you, yn, always,”

#reggie peters #luke patterson #alex mercer #jatp #jatp headcanons #jatp hc #peters!reader #reggie’s sister #julie and the phantoms #jatp x reader

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faithiegirl01 · 3 years

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Faithie’s Fic Finding Corner:

Ok question?

Dose anyone know where I can find some like really good Owen Joyner/ Alex brother fics? Ya know like he’s the readers brother? Also maybe the reader is with Charlie also I mean it wouldn’t hurt right?

Because like I personally have been wanting to read some like awesome Owen/Alex X Little sister reader fics and I have been like looking for that for a while and I just can’t seem to find anything at all!!

Please someone start writing some if there isn’t any yet!! Because I so badly would like to read a protective Owen/Alex big brother story or maybe even a super cute fluffy one.

Like personally I’d like to also read one that’s like Owen breaks something and the readers all like “moms not gonna be happy with you....” stuff ya know like brother and sister play fighting fluff.

I’d love either fluff or angst, but again SOMEONE please start freaking writing Owen in as a brother to the reader.

I adore this idea so much please!!

#owen joyner #charles gillespie #jatptalk #julie and the phantoms #alex jatp #Owen Joyner x sister reader #owen patrick joyner #julie and the himbos #jatp #JATP #julie and the fat ones #owen joyner fic #Owen Joyner fics

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loveelle · 3 years

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Leap of Faith~ Part 1

Luke Patterson x Reggie’s sister!Reader

A/N: My first JATP fic! Well, my first fic on this account in general and its a series rewrite! I hope you guys enjoy it and if you have an requests that I could tackle, I’ll try! I’ll update this series weekly on Wednesday!

WC: 7.5K (oops... that’s a lot for my first post...)

SERIES MASTER

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If someone told you when Sunset Curve was formed that you’d be watching them rehearse for a show at The Orpheum, well, you would’ve believed them right away. This band, these four boys, you had no doubt would do amazing.

“Take off, Last Stop, Countdown till we blast open the top”

Luke’s voice filled the Orpheum as you smiled, watching your boys on stage, completely in their element. How they could do it, you had no idea, but you loved watching them. You nodded your head along to the song you’ve heard what had to have been millions of times, drumming your fingers against your arms as they sat crossed.

“They’re good.” A girl said directly behind you as you spun around, seeing the impressed smile on her face as she wiped down the table. You chuckled as you moved next to her, never taking your eyes off the stage.

“Yeah, they are.” You admitted, watching Luke nod towards Reggie to join him on his microphone. Reggie quickly obliged, coming face to face with Luke as the girl glanced to you.

“You know them?” She asked, nodding to the stage.

You chuckled again, sparing her a brief glance before pointing to Reggie, who was in the middle of moving back to his own microphone. “My brother.” You told her, seeing her nod as she glanced around the band. “I’m Y/N.” you said, offering her your hand.

She took it graciously, sharing a smile with you. “Rose. I work here.” She said and you were slightly jealous.

“Wow, working at the Orpheum, hearing all kinds of bands playing, experiencing the music first-hand,-“

“Wiping down tables.” She interrupted you, holding up the cleaning rag she’d been using for the last 5 minutes. You both started laughing at her joke.

“Fair enough.” You said, moving out of her way so she could reach the rest of the table.

Her smile grew as she looked up at you, seeing the blissful look on your face as you watched your brother and his band. “It’s not all bad.” She finally admitted, pulling your attention away from the group as she smirked. “I do get to hear some awesome music, like your brother’s band, for one.”

You took pride in her comment, even if it wasn’t for you. Even if you weren’t a member of the band, you were still a part of them, Reggie made sure of that and the boys loved you, they’d want you there anyway. The boy’s sound check had ended and Rose and you started clapping as you jogged to the stage.

“Thank you, we’re Sunset Curve.” Reggie spoke over the mic, directing it towards Rose as you jumped to sit on the edge of the stage and Luke took your hands to help you stand.

“You guys killed it!” you said, throwing your head back with a smile. You were met with a few cheers from the band as you looked at them and Reggie threw his arm around your shoulder, shaking you into his embrace. You rolled your eyes, gently nudging him off of you as you shared a smile and you could see the adrenaline in his face.

“Too bad we wasted the tightest we’ve ever played on sound check.” Bobby chuckled but Luke shook his head, turning to where the audience would’ve been.

“Just wait until tonight, man, when this place is packed with record execs.” He said as you gently shoved him, making him play shove you back as Alex came around his drums.

“Alex, you were smoking.” Reggie said after putting down his bass.

Alex shook his head, not at all ready for the compliment. “Oh no, I was just warming up.” He said as you let out a sigh. “You guys were the ones on fire.” He pointed to the rest of the band, not paying attention to you as you moved in front of him, putting your hands on his shoulder to get him to listen.

“Can you just own your awesomeness for a second? Reggie’s right, Alex. You were amazing.” You assured him, shaking him by the shoulders for a second until he caved.

“Alright, I was killing it.” He admitted as you pulled him in for a hug, moving out of the way for him to hug Reggie one handed. Luke reached over, patting Alex on the back, before his arms found a spot around your shoulders.

You looked at him over your shoulder, seeing the dimply grin as you shook your head. “You’re sweaty.” You said, playfully trying to shake him off.

Luke just laughed. “You love it.”

“You wish.” You retorted with a scoff but you couldn’t stop smiling. That was until you saw your brother smirking at you out of the corner of your eyes and you looked his way, poking his stomach. “Need some fuel?”

“Street dogs!” Luke beamed as Alex quickly agreed, Reggie too, after pushing your hand away.

“Bobby, you in?” You asked, turning to the first boy only to see him gone. “Bobby?”

Reggie tapped your shoulder, showing you Bobby who was already off the stage and heading towards Rose. “Bobby, where are you going?” Reggie asked, but it didn’t take a genius to know he was going to flirt with her.

“Oh boy.” You mumbled, following the band off the stage.

“I’m good.” He told you all before facing Rose, putting on his charm. “Vegetarian. I could never hurt an animal.” Bobby said and you had to hide your face in Reggie’s shoulder to keep from laughing. He noticed, sharing an amused smirk with you before looking back at Rose.

You glanced at Bobby and Luke. Bobby was focused solely on Rose, but Luke was focused on making Bobby’s attempt at flirting with her a failure. “You guys were really good.” She told them and you took a deep breath, focusing back on the conversation. “I see a lot of bands and been in a few and I was really feeling it.”

“That’s what we do this for.” Luke smiled, showing his dimples as he stepped in front of Bobby. “I’m Luke, by the way.”

“I’m Reggie.” Reggie pointed to himself.

“Alex.” Alex continued before Bobby stepped up again, wanting his chance.

“Bobby.” He grinned at her and she nodded her head.

“Nice you meet you guys.” She told them, not needing another introduction of you before she told the boys her name. Luke bumped you accidently as he pushed closer, bringing his finger to his mouth before sticking it in Bobby’s ear. You rolled your eyes at his antics, not at all surprised.

“Oh!” Reggie said, adjusting his hands to correctly stick out the band’s demo. “Here’s our demo and a T-shirt. Size beautiful.” He put the T-Shirt in front of her and you heard Alex groan much like you had at your brother’s horrible flirting.

Rose held the T-Shirt up to her body, looking to you as you shrug, letting out silent chuckles as she joined. “Thanks.” She told your brother as you nudged his shoulder, receiving a nudge back, but he didn’t look at you. “I’ll try not to wipe the table down with this one.”

“Oh, good call.” You spoke up, making Reggie and Luke move so you could be seen. “Whenever they get wet, they kind of just fall apart in your hands.” You told her, nodding your head slowly. Luke, Reggie, and Bobby all looked at you, making you let out a nervous laugh. “I’m kidding!” you said but as soon as they turned around you met Rose’s eyes and shook your head. She just laughed at you.

Bobby turned to you four, greatly wanting your absences. “Don’t you guys have hotdogs to get?” He asked. You shared looks with your friends before Luke decided to ‘help out’ Bobby more.

“He had a hamburger for lunch.” He said before patting Bobby on the back, running into you but throwing his arm over your shoulder in recovery, starting to lead you away.

You paused momentarily, looking back at Rose who watched you and Luke start leaving. “Bye Rose!” you shouted, being dragged away by Luke. “It was nice meeting you!” You heard her yell back a “you too”, but Luke had already dragged you out of the room.

Throwing on your coats, the four of you walked outside of The Orpheum, taking the side door since the front was off limits for now. The cool air hit you right away as you sighed and followed the boys out of the alleyway. Luke talked about what Rose said and how the feeling of the music was why he played and how he connected to people.

He stopped walking, pulling Alex and Reggie into his sides. You stopped walking as well, watching in amusement. “I want that connection with everybody.”

You snorted, reaching into your bag and pulling out a white Tee. “Then you’re gonna need more T-Shirts.” You joked and tossed the T-Shirt at his face, Luke caught it, more or less with his face, but handed it to your brother. He grinned at you, moving forward and locking his arm with you as you all started walking. “Come on, I’m starving.” You laughed, feeling Alex lock his arm with your other free arm.

Starting to walk past the already forming line in front of the Orpheum, Luke tugged his hood over his head and Alex ducked his head, using his hand to hide his face and Reggie, well, your brother didn’t bother hiding. Instead, he went up to the closest set of girl fans, handing them the shirt you tossed the boys and walked away. You all snickered at the sounds of squeals and shouts coming from the girls as you all picked up speed, Luke’s hold on you tightening as you started to laugh.

Finally, you made it to the street dogs, each of you getting a dog and you all crowded around the back of a car the condiments were set up in. You always hated the set-up, but the food was worth it. You looked at all the condiments, trying to decide which ones to put on your hotdog as Alex grabbed some of the pickles, accidently dropping them in the process.

He sighed, giving you a defeated look. “I can’t wait until we eat someplace where the condiments aren’t served out of the back of an Oldsmobile.” Alex said as you nodded, decorating your hotdog and listening to him speak to the man selling the hotdogs. “Sorry, I got some pickles on your battery cables.” He said, pointing to the car.

The man just shrugged. “Not a problem. It’ll help with the rust.”

Alex just stared at him, turning around to see you doing the same. “That can’t be true.” His words died out as you shrugged and shook your head. You were eating hotdogs out of the back of a car; it isn’t exactly a fancy restaurant.

The four of you headed over to a couch set out for people to eat on. The boys all sat on the cushions as you took your seat on the couch’s arm next to your brother, snaking your feet between him and the couch to hold you up. Luke sat forward with a bright look on his face you could barely see past his hood, but you smiled nonetheless. “This is awesome, you guys.” He said, shaking his head and glancing to you briefly. “We’re playing the Orpheum!” He fell back between Alex and Reggie, excitedly. “I can’t even count how many bands have played here and ended up being huge.”

“You’re gonna be legends.” You told the boys who laughed, Reggie draping an arm over your leg and shaking it happily. “You know I’m right.” You told them, meeting each of their eyes. “You guys worked so hard to get here. You belong on that stage.”

The boy’s faces soften at you as you rolled your eyes, not allowing yourself to be emotional in front of them. “Eat up guys.” Luke interrupted as he held his hotdog out and you each did the same. “Cause after tonight, everything changes.”

You grinned as the four of you put your hotdogs together in cheers before taking a bite of them.

Immediately, you stopped chewing, glancing up at the boys in disgust, Luke and Alex had both stopped like you, but your brother just kept going. “That’s a new flavor.” Alex mumbled holding his dog up as you nodded.

“So, it’s not just mine?” You asked, very alarmed by the taste.

Reggie just licked his fingers free of the mustard on them before looking at you and Alex. “Chill guys, street dogs haven’t killed us yet.” He assured you and you reluctantly nodded and kept eating.

Oh, how you should’ve stopped.

You remember feeling sick, you remember the ambulance, you remember floating away from the ambulance, you remember dying. How did this night go so wrong, so quick?

The four of you only spent an hour, or so it seemed, in a black room, none of you quite sure what was happening, but it didn’t stop you from trying to cheer Alex up as he cried. Luke and Reggie stood back, completely unsure how to even help Alex as you hugged him, sending the others glares every time they spoke. You thought you’d be in the dark room forever before hearing the boy’s song playing in the distance, seeming to get louder until you were enveloped in light. The four of you started screaming, doing so until you landed flat on your backs. Groaning from the pain, you felt Reggie writhe on the floor next to you.

The music stopped as you all slowly stood up, immediately you started looking around the room and you realized where you were. “How did we get back here?” Luke asked, earning nods from you before your eyes landed on a young girl in front of you.

Before you could say anything, she started screaming, making the boys scream as well as they clutched each other and you. You just stood there almost dazed as the girl ran out of the studio. Finally, they stopped screaming as you looked at them wide eyed. “What just happened?”

No one knew what was happening, one second you were sitting in a dark room and now you were back in the studio? Could this day get any weirder?

“We’re dead. We died, and now we’re here?” you began as your breathing hitched, looking at the boys. “Are we ghosts?”

They just stared at you, each of their brows furrowing before Alex shook his head. “Nope. No way, not possible.” Alex said before he started pacing. You deeply sighed, locking his arm with yours and getting him to look at your face, trying to show him you were serious. You knew he didn’t like change, but this wasn’t something he could ignore.

When Alex looked like he’d stop pacing, you let him go, turning around to see Reggie standing there. You furrowed your brows. “Where’s Luke?”

Reggie spun around, thinking his best friend was standing right beside him, but he wasn’t. “Um, I don’t know.” He opened his mouth, just about to call out his name before Luke called his name from the Studio’s loft.

The three of you spun around, mouth’s agape at how he got up there so quick before he was right behind you, tapping your shoulder to get your attention. You just stared at him, unsure how he did it. “Woah cool!” Reggie beamed. “How did you do that?”

Luke shrugged. “I don’t know. I just thought about it.” His response made you and Alex share a look as Reggie was completely on board.

“Oh sure. It’s that eas-“ Before Alex could finish his sentence, Reggie was gone and you jumped back, feeling Luke grab you as you bumped into him. You didn’t say anything as he let go of you, both of you separating before Alex was gone himself.

You turned to Luke, nervous written straight across your face. “It’s that easy?” You asked quietly, looking around for your brother and best friend.

Luke nodded and stretched a hand out to you. “It’s that easy.” You took his hand, quickly bringing the thought of teleporting to your head before you were gone just the others.

As soon as you were gone, the young girl crept slowing into the studio again, only this time she was holding a cross, pointing it around the room as she moved petrified. “Are you still here, whatever you are?” She asked, her voice shaking before she sighed and put the cross down. “I know I saw something. I’m not crazy.”

It was that moment that the four of you reappeared behind her. “Well, we’re all a little crazy.” Luke said as he stepped forward, frightening the girl as she jumped and spun around. She started screaming again, making you all flinch as you grabbed Reggie’s arm.

“Oh my god! Please stop screaming!” Alex yelled at her as she finally stopped, but the cross she was pointing around the room earlier was directed at the four of you.

“Who are you and what are you doing in my mom’s studio?” You furrowed your brows, glancing to Reggie who was just as confused.

Luke stepped up, voicing everyone’s confusion. “Your mom’s studio?” He said moving to the girl before the cross was thrusted at him and he tried to avoid it. “This is our studio!” You felt Reggie tug on your sleeve as you looked to him, seeing his eyes move about the room and particularly the roof. You hadn’t bothered looking around before, you figured it would be in the same condition you left it in, but this? This was different than your studio. There were chairs hanging from the ceiling, pots and plants you definitely had never put in, and a big grand piano right in the middle of the room.

What happened to your studio?

You were so focused on your own glancing around, you hadn’t been listening to Luke talk to the girl until he put his arm around your shoulder, trying to get you to focus on his talk. “How did she get her stuff in here so fast?”

“Maybe- Maybe she’s a witch.” Your brother said as you turned to him dumbfounded. He noticed your look and pointed up. “There are chairs hanging from the ceiling!”

“Ok, there are no such thing as witches.” Alex told him, honestly not surprised Reggie would suggest that.

Reggie made a face at him. “You sure? Because I used to think there’s no such thing as ghosts.”

Alex paused before nodding. “That’s fair.” He muttered as you took a breath, turning to Luke for help.

“So, we’re going with a witch?” Luke asked as your eyes widened.

“No! We’re not going with a witch!” you told them, burying your head in your hands briefly before looking over Luke’s shoulder at the girl. “Look, she’s not a witch, she’s scared.” The boys turned around, seeing her still thrusting out the cross as Alex put a hand on Luke and your shoulders.

“Let someone with a softer touch handle this.” He said before turning to her. Luke, Reggie and you shared a look.

“Oh god.” You mumbled, bringing a hand up to hold your head as you watched Alex stop in front of her.

He cleared his throat. “Why are you in our studio?” You rolled your eyes, knowing Alex was going to do something weird. The girl, having no clue what was happening, shoved the cross at Alex and the five of you watched as it went right through him.

She was shocked, watching her hand go through Alex before she pulled it out. “Oh my gosh, how did you do that?!” She shouted.

Alex shook his head. “You’re not understanding.” He said before he turned to you three. “Clearly she’s not getting it.” He looked back at her, making you slightly nervous. “We’re ghosts, all right? We’re just four ghosts, really happy to be home.” He began, gesturing back to you three before over the girl’s shoulder. “Thank you for the flowers, they really brighten up the room.”

“Alex.” You called him, quickly realizing the girl wasn’t accepting it still. He looked back at you, seeing your eyes widened momentarily to tell him to stop as he nodded, moving back with the group.

Luke decided to have his go. “We’re in a band called Sunset Curve.”

“Tell your friends.” Reggie butted it, always ready to promote the band when he could.

The three of them nodded in response. “Last night was supposed to be a pretty big night for us.” Luke went on. “It was supposed to change our lives.”

You let out a laugh, biting your lip before meeting Luke’s eyes. “I think it did.” You told him, pointing out the fact you were, you know, dead.

“This is freaking me out.” The girl said, causing Luke and you to break eye contact to see her pulling something out of her pocket.

Luke furrowed his brows, bringing a hand up to point at whatever was in her hands. “What’s that? What are you doing?” The girl shoved the cross in Luke’s face as he stepped forwards and you grabbed his arm, making him drop it but you never let go of it, too focused on what she doing.

“It’s my phone.” She told you and you nodded slowly, trying to looking at the screen of it. She stopped herself. “Nope stop talking to them. They aren’t real. There’s no such thing as cute ghosts.” She tried to reason with herself.

Reggie chuckled. “You think we’re cute?” You rolled your eyes.

“Obviously she’s talking about me.” You told him, playing with his ego as his face fell and you saw Luke smirk as he nudged you slightly.

Alex was the only one still focused on the girl for the moment. “Who you calling?” He whispered as he stepped forward to peer over the edge of the phone.

The cross was once again thrusted in his face. “I’m googling Sunset Swerve.”

“Sunset Curve!” The boys defended as you braced yourself, knowing that was coming. She just let out a laugh shakily before turning back to her phone, pulling up an article and reading it, her face slowly falling.

“Woah,” She began, looking between the boys. “There is a Sunset Curve. You did die.” She said before stopping. Everyone nodded, but she furrowed her brows. “But not last night.”

“What?” You asked, growing confused.

“Twenty-five years ago?”

“What?” Reggie repeated from you, shaking his head as you let out a nervous laugh, feeling your grip tighten on Luke’s arm as he slowly moved it up to hold your hand, knowing you were freaking out. “No, no, no, no. That’s impossible.” Freaking out much like you were on the inside. “After we floated out of the ambulance, all we did was go into that weird dark room where Alex cried.”

“Well...” Alex cut him off, his voice going high as he opposed your brother’s words. “I don’t think- I think we were all pretty upset. Right Y/N?” He looked past Luke, glancing at you and you nodded, playing along and gave him a thumbs up.

“But that was only for like an hour.” Luke cut in. “We just got here.”

The girl shook her hand, holding her phone out for you all to read. “Look, I’m telling you what my phone says.” You leaned in, reading all about your brothers and your friends’ deaths in the article as she spoke. “See? You died in 1995. When you were 17.” You barely paid attention to her, staring at the article where the 4 of your names sat under a picture of the boys. “It’s now 2020.”

“So, this is the future?” Reggie asked and slowly you let your hand fall out of Luke’s, not purposely, but Luke looked to you as it happened, seeing the look on your face as you stared at the now empty space the phone used to be.

“So, so it has been 25 years?” Alex asked, his hands started shaking as he wrapped his mind wrapped around this new information. “I have been crying for 25 years?!” He shouted, moving his hands a lot as he processed. “How is that possible?”

“Well, you’re a very emotional person.” Reggie told him.

“I am not!”

A new voice to the room pulled you out of your mind, and you looked up seeing Luke’s eyes almost latched on the girl, right in time to move to let a little boy walk up to her. “I thought you were afraid to come out here.” You all watched him, unsure of whether he could see you until he didn’t spare any of you a glance. “Are you talking to your ghost friend? How does he look? Is he hideous?”

You smirked, looking up to your brother who knew exactly what was coming. “Look Reggie. He can see you.” He shot you a mocking look as you stifled a laugh, hearing Luke and Alex chuckle before the girl’s eyes shot to you.

“No, he can’t.” She said quickly, becoming aware of the fact she could see you all, and her little brother couldn’t.

The boy just looked around, staring right through you all. “What?” He asked before the girl shook his question off, asking what he needed. “A normal sister for starters.” He told her as your eyes widened, taking in the attitude on this little boy. “Stop being weird and come eat.”

He walked out as you chuckled. “I liked him.” You admitted, seeing the boys roll their eyes.

“Must be a younger sibling thing, then.” Reggie muttered to you as you stuck your tongue out at him.

“He couldn’t see you.” Your banter was broken as the girl stared where her brother disappeared.

Alex nodded. “Well, that’s usually how ghosts work.” He told her. You let out a breath. Ghosts. How were you supposed to be a ghost? It’s not like there was an instruction pamphlet.

She pushed right past you all, clearly irritated with you all before pausing. “Look, I’m very sorry for what happened to you guys, but this isn’t your studio anymore. You have to leave.” Your face fell.

“Wait!” Luke called out to her before she could leave. She spun around, eyeing him to continue. “We didn’t get your name.”

“It’s Julie.” She said before Luke smiled at her. It was that moment your stomach tightened, making you look away to your brother who noticed your movement and moved past Alex slowly, throwing an arm around your shoulder and pulling you close to his side.

“Cool.” Luke said, stepping forward and reaching his hand out. “I-I’m Luke.” He stuttered and you tried to pretend you didn’t notice it. Julie threw the cross up again as Luke stepped back, beginning to introduce you all now. “This is-“ He pointed to your brother, seeing you tucked neatly in his arm, but he didn’t say anything.

“Reggie. I’m Reggie.” He said before looking to you.

“I’m Y/N.” You said, giving her a little wave.

“Alex. How’s it going.” Alex said awkwardly as Luke joined the rest of you, stretching his arms out to ‘introduce’ you all.

“Ba-da!” He said softy before letting his arms drop.

Julie looked at him unimpressed. “Okay?” She said before turning out of the studio and walking away, leaving the four of you standing there with no clue what to do.

“Julie seems nice.” Your brother said as your arm came up to hit him gently on the chest, making him let go of you.

You walked over to the couch, flopping down on it like you’ve done millions of times before as Alex spoke. “Did you miss the part where she kicked us out? Or…?” Reggie stayed silent, making a face that gave Alex his answer. “Yeah, okay.” He muttered as the boys tried to figure out what to do. Luke pushed past your brother, having watched you lay on the couch and stare at the ceiling.

He joined you, sitting by your head as your feet dangled off the edge. You didn’t say anything, looking at the ceiling as Luke kept glancing at you, trying to hide what he was doing.

You rolled your eyes, sitting up and turning to face him. “You’re making me sick with the constant looking back and forth, what do you want?” You said with a smirk as Luke let out a nervous laugh, turning to face you more as well.

“How are you holding up?” He asked and you your lips fell into a line as you moved again, now facing the room and doing whatever you could to not look at him.

“How am I holding up?” You let out a laugh. “Luke, I wasn’t supposed to play one of the biggest gigs of my careers so far before being taken out by a hotdog.” He laughed too, his hand falling so naturally on your leg you weren’t sure if he noticed. But you did. You always did.

He was about to speak again but your brother interrupted. “What if we go talk to her?” He asked, looking around for advice. Luke stood up, loosing contact with your leg as he made his way right over the table.

“Talk to her?” You asked, keeping your spot on the couch.

Reggie nodded, adjusting his jacket. “Yeah, convince her to let us stay.” Alex and Luke right away were down, ready to convince the random girl to let you guys crash in her studio. “Y/N, you coming?” Reggie asked as the three of them started towards the door.

You hesitated but shook your head. “I’m fine. I don’t see this ending any other way but badly.” You admitted, seeing the smiles on their faces as they all shrugged and walked right through the door. Luke was last, casting one last glance your way but again, you weren’t looking at him. He frowned but followed Alex and Reggie out.

As soon as they were gone, you let out a shaky breath and looked around. 25 years. It’s really been 25 years since you last stepped in this room? Pushing yourself up from the couch, you walked around slowly, noticing more differences in the room. It was cleaner. The boy’s dirty shirts and sweatshirts weren’t tossed everywhere, ready for you to yell at them to clean up. It seemed more girly with more décor and flowers around the room. And the instruments were all different. In particularly, that grand piano. You glanced to the door, noting the boys weren’t back as you walked over to it, letting your fingers dance across the surface before you uncovered the keys.

There was a song sheet sitting on top and you glanced over it briefly. You took a deep breath, letting your fingers rest on a few familiar keys, but before you could play them, the boys returned. You quickly shut the keyboard cover, rushing away from the piano before any of them saw.

“How did it go?” You ask when you got far enough away and the boys were arguing with each other, not at all paying attention to you. You giggled, making them stop as you crossed your arms. “That well then?”

They all exchanged looks before looking to you embarrassed. “You were right.” They said at almost the same time, making you roll your eyes fondly at them all. They began to tell you what happened as they slowly grabbed their instruments, already knowing what the others were thinking. Without another word, they all started playing, making you smile at them. You leaned back in the nearest chair, watching them play before the studio doors opened and an angry Julie barged in.

She tried yelling over the music to get the boys to stop, but they weren’t listening, even trying to play for her. You quickly jumped up, bringing your hand up to wave in front of your neck to tell them to stop playing. If Julie was already mad, not listening to her was only going to make things worse.

“The whole neighborhood could hear you. I thought I told you to leave.” She stressed as the guys and you shared looks.

“Wait, people could hear us play?”

“Yes!” Julie shouted at Luke’s question. “And so did my dad and my brother!”

The boys started striping themselves of their instruments, processing this information just like you were. “Wait, wait,” Alex began, “So, only you can see us, but everyone can hear us?” The boys started getting excited, Luke bouncing on his feet as Reggie looked between you and his bandmates with glee. “What kind of ghosts are we?!”

“Who cares man!” Luke cut off his questions. “People can hear us play!” They all shared fist bumps with each other as you looked at Julie, seeing her annoyance with the situation.

“We might be dead, but our music isn’t!”

The door to the studio opened behind you as you turned around, getting out of the way as a man walked almost right into you. “Dad!” Julie shouted as Reggie grabbed you, keeping you from tripping over your feet.

Julie’s dad, Ray, just gave her a small smile. “Just making sure you’re okay.” He told her before she made up a lie about needing to turn off the CD player. He nodded, almost leaving before seeing Alex’s drum kit out as well as Reggie’s bass and Luke’s guitar. “Is this the junk that was in the loft?”

“Junk?” Luke asked incredulously and you had to admit, even you took offense. Their instruments were not junk. Ray moved forward, coming to Alex’s drums and hitting them, not even trying to play correctly. Everyone watched him, not sure what to say to stop him.

“Some of this stuff’s in pretty good shape.” He said, glancing up to his daughter. “Maybe we can make a couple bucks.” He started playing with the cymbals, making Alex freak out.

“Stop touching my drums!” He shouted at Ray before remembering he couldn’t hear him. He turned to Julie. “Tell him to stop touching my drums!”

Luke turned to you and Julie, both of you already sharing a what-are-we-supposed-to-do-about-it look before Ray moved away from the drums and you let out a relieved sigh. “I liked that song you had on earlier.”

“Sweet! We’re Sunset Curve!” Reggie said as you rolled your eyes, moving back to your chair from earlier and falling on it, letting your feet dangle off the side as Luke told Ray to tell his friends, as if Ray could hear him.

“It was just an old CD.” Julie lied again, avoiding looking at the boys.

“Well, it’s nice to know you’re listening to music again.” You furrowed your brows at Ray’s words. Why would she not listen to music? Why would she stop listening to music? “Out here you can play whatever you want, whenever you want.” He gestured with his hands as he spoke, unknowingly driving his hand right through Luke and Reggie’s stomach, and much like it had with Julie and Alex earlier, his hands went through. Sitting back and watching, Julie snapped at the boys, making her father think she was obviously talking to him. Ray went into supportive dad mode and immediately it made your face fall with jealousy. You wish yours was like hers. Instead, he was always fighting with your mom, too busy to remember little things about Reggie’s and your life, like Reggie’s gigs, or even your birthday.

As soon as Ray was gone, you rolled off the chair, straightening your clothes out. “He likes our song.” Luke smiled as you rolled your eyes.

“Yeah, he doesn’t count.” You told him, putting his shoulder.

Alex, who agreed with you, nodded. “He’s a dad.”

“Why can’t you guys be normal ghosts?” Julie asked out of desperation. “Hang out at an old mansion. I hear Pasadena’s nice.” She opened the Studio door, stomping out before closing it right after.

The four of you just looked at each other. “I think she’s warming up to us.” Alex said with obvious sarcasm as you snorted out a laugh.

Reggie nodded. “I’ve always wanted to go to Pasadena.” He said, looking at you and you smiled, remembering your brother did in fact always bug your parents about going to Pasadena. Always being met with the same answer of ‘no’.

“I’ve got this.” Luke said briefly before disappearing, most likely going to talk to Julie. Reggie looked at you as soon as Luke was gone, but you didn’t look at him, not wanting to deal with his so called ‘brother’s intuition’. What ever he was thinking, was wrong.

“Come on.” Alex said, reading the room as he turned towards the door. Reggie and you followed and the three of you walked right through it, seeing Luke and Julie talking on the steps to her house. Luke was trying to explain to her how much music meant to them, how playing in the Studio just then was the first time they felt alive in 25 years. He even brought up Julie’s mom, saying how she is into music. But Julie brought all your spirits down, telling you all that her mom had passed.

“You guys haven’t seen her anywhere, have you?” Julie asked awkwardly, not quite sure how this whole ghost thing worked. Not like you had any clue.

You shook your head, much like the boys did as Alex spoke up. “No, um, you’re actually the first person we’ve seen.” He admitted and Julie’s face fell.

“Yeah, but she’s not dead.” Reggie butted in as your head snapped his way. “So, that doesn’t really answer her question.” He said before looking at you, seeing your wide eyes which meant it was time for him to stop talking. He did and you took his arm, laying your head on his shoulder.

“I’m sorry for your loss.” You told Julie who forced a smile at you and looked to the ground.

“Thanks.” She whispered. She looked up, seeing you smile at her. “Sorry I got mad.” She said and you shook your head, telling her it was alright as you let go of Reggie and she looked between the boys. “You guys are kinda good.”

“Kinda?” Luke eyes snapped to hers, and you stifled a laugh. “Y-you know that was 25 years of rust just getting dusted off, right?” The three of you watching them laughed together.

“Do you play piano too?” Reggie asked and immediately Julie answered no.

“No, I don’t play. That’s my mom’s stuff in there.”

“No way, she’s an amazing songwriter.” Luke told her as you watched his smile grow slowly on his face as he spoke to her.

Julie nodded but with a frown on her face. “She was.” She paused before her brows furrowed. “Wait, how do you know?”

Luke licked his lips and faced her fully. “There’s a song on the piano, if its hers,” he stopped himself, calming himself down with the remembrance that Julie’s mom had passed. “She was really talented.”

You saw that song earlier sitting on the piano, Luke must have looked when you weren’t paying attention but he was right. It was amazing.

Julie looked saddened by Luke’s words and started to turn around. Luke, seeing her actions, turned back to the three of you and your eyes met almost instinctively. “I guess,” Julie began as she turned back around, knowing she didn’t have the heart to throw the four of you out. “If you need a place to stay, you can stay in there.” She gestured to the studio as the four of you smiled wide, happy she wasn’t leaving you to fend for yourselves. “There’s a bathroom in the back and a couch that turns into a bed, if you still need any of that stuff.”

“Dibs on the shower!” Reggie shouted, not surprising you in the utmost. Everyone looked at him shocked but you. He just happily shrugged. “I just really love showers and the occasional bath.”

You rolled your eyes. You had to battle your brother for bathroom time when you were alive and you still have to in the afterlife? Not fair.

“This…” Julie said, moving her hands in front of the three of you. “This is just too weird.” She turned to leave and you four kept in your excitement until she was gone. Luke jumped down from the path he was standing on and threw his arm around your shoulders as you four walked back into the studio together.

Not knowing what to do for the rest of the night, Luke suggested a visit to the place you had planned on spending your night. The Orpheum. The band and you transported yourselves there to sit on marque.

You were sat between Luke and Reggie as you looked at the people passing beneath you, unaware of your presence entirely. Luke glanced at you, nudging you with his shoulder as he patted Alex’s leg. “Hey, I know being dead isn’t our first choice, but it sure makes getting around easier.”

You offered a forced smile yet your eyes went right back to people watching. “Easy for you maybe.” Reggie said as you looked at him, eyes widening when you realized your brother didn’t have a shirt on. “I lost a shirt in that one!”

You glanced down to your own clothes, seeing your flannel, shirt, and ripped jeans all there before you breathed out. “Oh thank god.” Luke laughed at you as Reggie made his shirt reappear. Your cheeks heated up, hiding a smile from Luke that he saw nonetheless.

“So, why’d you bring us here? Just a painful reminder of where we never got to play.” You glanced up, looking at the neon blue sign. Alex patted Luke’s chest. “Thanks Luke.”

“I mean, boys,” Luke stopped himself and looked at you with a cheesy smile, “and Y/N,” he added as you rolled your eyes, not having minded being grouped with the boys, “the game’s not over yet.” He said before you all disappeared and reappeared on the walk below. You stood in the back this time, knowing this was more about the boys than it was you and you were happy to just look around. Reggie walked right through a man as you stifled a laugh and did the same, smiling at the first time you felt a person pass through you. You were all ready to feel it again as a man in a cape and top hat headed straight for Alex. You confused on the man’s look, not seeing anyone else with such a strange appearance, but you were even more so confused when Alex didn’t walk through the man. Instead, their shoulder smacked into each other, resulting in a collision with you as well that knocked you off your feet.

Alex immediately helped you up, but he was too busy looking at the mysterious man, as were you. He tipped his hat at you both as you stood confused. “Are you okay?” Alex asked and you nodded, not looking away from the man whose back was turned to you.

“Yeah, I’m fine, but what was that? Who was that?” You knew Alex didn’t have the answers to you, if you didn’t know then he didn’t know.

“Alex, Y/N! You coming?” Luke’s voice called back as Alex ran a hand through his hair and tugged your arm, bringing you back to reality as you both ran after Luke and Reggie, ready to spend the nights walking the streets of LA. You decided to avoid people after that, deciding you didn’t want to end up on your butt again.

By the time morning set, you were growing tired of walking. Sure getting around as a ghost was easy, but right now all you wanted to do was collapse back on your couch. The boys finally listened to you, all of them getting tired as well and you brought yourselves back to the studio, ready to collapse before you froze.

Julie was playing the piano. The song she was playing, the one that sat on the piano yesterday, filled the air as the four of you stood behind her. She was amazing. Her voice was something you never heard before causing goosebumps to travel up and down your skin despite the flannel that had kept you warm all night. The sun came through the windows behind you as you felt Luke’s hand find yours, but neither of you looked away from Julie as she played the last notes, an ache in your chest as she stopped and you wished there were more.

Wake up.

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mah-gah-lee · 3 years

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What a weird family reunion Reggie x Reader (xLuke)

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Word Count: 3515 words

Summary: You’re Reggie’s little sister. You were 3 when he died. You’re now a ghost for a decade. One night, you recognize your brother and jumped into him to an unexpected family reunion. How is it going to happen? Will Reggie believe you? In a mysterious way, that’s Luke who help you to convinced Reggie.

Warnings: cuss (language), mention of death, mention of divorce, mention of drugs

A/N: This is my first fic about jatp characters. Hope you’ll enjoy! keep in mind that french is my first language, so i’m so sorry if there’s some mistakes in my fic

disclaimer: It takes place during episodes 6 and 7. I do not take into account the possibility of a Juke. The chemistry while they sing is there but no romantic feelings.

Tagged: @asdfghjkl-fanfics @standingtalllove

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Losing a child is the worst thing a parent could live, losing two is unimaginable. It’s seems being 17 years old was a new malediction in Peters family.

You were 3 when your older brother, Reginald, died in a weird hot dog accident. At that point, your parents were literally a fight away from a divorce but never did it because of you. You were too young to be in a divided family, according to them. But Reggie's death separated them for good. Yet they really tried to support each other, to overcome that and give you all the attention you needed. But your mother overprotected you and made you live in the shadow of your late brother. Your dad couldn't stand it. And when they finally divorce, moving out from reggie’s childhood house, you went to live with your dad.

Even though you were too young to form a strong bond with your brother, in a way you missed him. Your mother’s house was full of pictures of him, some of his clothes were still in a room, dedicated to him. When you visited your mother, you didn’t understand why you always found yourself in this room. You were drawn like a magnet to the comforting room. Reggie’s presence in this new house brought you such a sense of security that your mother had repeatedly found you asleep on a pile of your brother’s T-shirts.

And then you died in 2009. Kanye West had interrupted Taylor Swift's speech at the VMAs, Miley Cyrus hadn't gone crazy yet and One Direction didn't exist yet. What an era! You didn't know why the great light didn't come looking for you but you were there, as a ghost in 2009. And the time has passed ... You've had your best concerts, the best parties. A forever teenager who couldn't eat, drink or sleep.

And then 2020 came.

…

You were tired of always doing the same thing for over a decade, but you couldn't help but go to every open scene that came up in your beautiful city. It was as if an inexplicable force was pushing you to go there.

This evening was no exception to the rule and you were in a very hip little bar in the city center. You wore one of those sleeveless, gray crop tops with high waisted pants, your leather jacket draped over your shoulders. Your eyes were directly drawn to a group of girls in colorful costumes. You couldn't help but roll your eyes. It's been 10 years since you died and it seemed to you that these girls looked like the same plagues that ruined the lives of so many teenagers in your time. You put on an expression of disgust when they all took the stage, but when the music started you couldn't help but admit it was pretty catchy. However, you didn't expect a ghost to appear in the middle of the stage, improvising a choreography. Was that part of the show?

But looking at the audience's non-reaction, you knew it wasn't. The ghost disappeared for the first time, and your gaze sought directly the distinctive light source of another apparition in the room. Your gaze lingered on a small group of three boys - the blond boy included - and two girls. You have wrinkled your eyes to better distinguish the teenagers, and your face expressed confusion.

“Reggie? “

You wanted to go see him so badly. You were pretty sure it was your brother but it all came too fast. The moment you decided to walk towards them, the organizer announced a new band.

“Okay, looks like we're close the night out with one more group…Julie and the fat ones.”

What was that for a name? Your attention had been diverted and when you looked back at the group, the boys had disappeared as one of the young girls took the stage. Your heart was beating so fast. You couldn't go wrong; you had seen so many pictures at your mother's house that it was impossible that this boy was not your brother. But you missed your chance…

Julie started to sing and your eyes were captivated, as much as your ears were. This kid was so talented! When she sang a rather high note, the tension in the room charged into electricity. The next second, the young singer was joined by the group of boys you had seen in her company. Appearing distinctly as the ghosts did. On drums there was the blond boy you had seen dancing a few moments earlier, on the electric guitar, a boy with tousled brown hair who seemed slightly familiar to you ... and on bass, with a flannel shirt, there was your brother ... Reggie was there, identical to the photos you had admired so much.

The bar was on fire as Julie and The Phantoms performed. What a sick name for a group made up of two-thirds of ghosts! The song was so catchy that your heart beat to the sound of the music. But your eyes did not leave your brother, you were unable to move, frozen in place. What should you do ? Will you introduce yourself after the performance? And, what would you say? "Hey hi Reggie, I'm your sister, I died ten years ago and you twenty-five years ago. Unbelievable, right?! Nice to see you again" And once again, before you knew it, the song was over and the boys were gone again, leaving Julie alone on stage in the bewilderment of the many people in the facility.

“for God's sake, where are they?”

You didn't want to miss it anymore. Even though the whole situation was strange, you wanted to see your brother again.

Your eyes flew over the room before seeing the scene play out before your eyes. Julie seemed petrified in front of a man. The boys watched in amazement and as Julie left with what appeared to be her father, you rushed over to the group of three musicians before they disappeared again.

“omg please don't poof out again.” You said almost out of breath

The boys looked at you like you were crazy before the guitarist jumped off the bar counter, bursting with energy.

"Wait, you can see us?"

“as much as when mister "all eyes on me" made his performance”, you were pointing your head at the blond boy.

The group looked at each other in puzzlement and Reggie finally spoke, his blue eyes full of mischief.

“So…hi there cutie, how can we help you?”

Your face expressed disgust and you stuck your tongue out mimicking vomiting.

Luke gave Alex an amused smile, seeing Reggie flirting and your spontaneous reaction. The bassist couldn't help but charm the pretty ladies.

“Wow Reggie, that's gross ... you're my brother.”

Reggie burst out laughing at your response, not noticing that you called him by his first name when he hadn't even introduced himself to you yet.

“Yeah right, for sure. You just could tell me you weren’t interested. But I’m charming...”

It was the first time he had been given such an excuse but you looked so serious that he stopped dead in his tracks as Luke and Alex watched you. They always knew Reggie had a sister. But the scene unfolding before their eyes seemed impossible. (Y / N) was so young when they died and now must have been around 28, something like that. But the girl in front of them was a teenager, their age. How was this possible?

You didn't want to drop the information like that. It was worse than anything you could have imagined. But it had escaped you. Now he didn't take you seriously. Your eyes were wet with tears. It was scary to find you in front of your brother for the first time as a ghost teenager. Luke looked panicked when he noticed your eyes, squeezing Reggie's shoulder as you seemed to beg.

“Can I ... can I meet you in a quieter time please, Reginald?”

Your brother's eyes widened as Luke's hug on his shoulder tightened a bit. The eagerness and desperation in your voice had made both boys react, Alex was just looking at all of you like all of this wasn't real. The use of Reggie's name made him tense, surprised. Few called him Reginald. In fact, only his family, and the boys when they wanted to annoy him, called him that way. And although his nickname is obvious enough to deduce his

full first name, he deeply felt that you weren't just anyone.

He seemed a little panicked and looked around for his friends to support him. As if the solution would fall by itself just by the presence of Luke and Alex.

“Okay, but I want Luke and Alex’s there! What about tomorrow? I’ll give you the address!”

Wow, that was quick.

“hm, yeah, yeah sure, as you want”

You nodded and Reggie silently slipped a note to the drummer. Alex took a pen, write something on a paper towel and gave it to you. You weren’t surprise, you also can make some tricks. And you just had the time to thanks them before they poofted again.

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The next day, you landed in front of Julie's garage. Lucky she's at school because you shouldn't be explaining your presence, so she managed to see you the way she saw boys.

Before entering, you peeked out the window and frowned. There seemed to be only Luke so far. He was leaning over the piano, his head in a notebook. Your body went through part of the garage door and you cleared your throat.

“hmm, hi ... i came to see Reggie ..”

Luke instantly raised his head and you caught his attention.

“oh uh, hi! He should be here soon, come in.….”

Silence felt as Luke motioned for you to sit on the couch. It was a rather pleasant studio; the plants gave a warm atmosphere to the room and the music set sent you good vibes.

"Does your girlfriend mind that I'm here? I mean, that seems to be your HQ"

"girlfriend?"

"The girl you sing with" I simply said.

"Julie? Um, yeah, she's not my girlfriend. She-sh-she’s great and we have this powerful connection but…not, not in a romantic way. Music tied us. Music and friendship "

Luke chuckled lightly as he scratched his head. You were surprised they weren't dating. Yesterday the tension was intense. He seemed authentic when he had continued his momentum. You let out a smile amused by so much overflow.

“It's okay, I don't need to know your full relationship statute or your social security number.”

The guitarist gave you a frank smile, his eyes twinkling with amusement. For a ghost, his gaze was really alive.

“ I’m Luke, by the way”

"Y / N… Re .."

"Reggie's little sister… I-I remember you a little."

"You look familiar to me. Maybe I saw you in a few pictures with Reggie."

Silence fell and you started to feel anxious. Maybe it was a bad idea? You had grown up since Reggie died ... were you still his little sister after all? Luke seemed to notice your dismay and put a comforting hand on your knee.

“hey, is something bothering you?”

“What if he doesn't believe me ... if he definitely thinks I'm not his sister.”

“Let's be honest, it's a little hard to believe. The last time I saw you, you were three years old.”

It was as if the memories flooded into your mind and let you carried away in your words.

“Yeah, you gave me this teddy bear with a guitar and told Reggie you wanted to be my favorite.”

Luke chuckled slightly before staring at you, speechless. He seemed dazed. This anecdote dates back to twenty-five years anyway. He himself had a hard time remembering it until you said it a few seconds earlier.

“what was the smell of the stuffed animal?” he asked, confused about that funny fact

“sorry, what?”

“the plush, what did it smell like?”

“hot waffle, why?”

“okay ... maybe you are his sister ... tell me more about what you remember”

You looked at him with a puzzled expression. Everything had been so natural before he stopped in all the movements. And now, it was hard to think about for the memories you had of Reggie on demand. The teddy bear given by Luke story had slipped out of your mind without you realizing it. As your brain seemed to boil, the fog of your thoughts cleared.

“can I use your guitar?”

“hell no ... why?” Luke exclaimed with far too much anticipation

“I have this lullaby stuck inside of my head ... I think Reggie sang it to me when I was a child”

Your pleading and desperate gaze fell on Luke who categorically refused to let you take his guitar. He ends up grabbing his six acoustic strings, terminated. There was something about you that made him weak.

“Maybe you can teach me but ... my guitar is my guitar, nobody touches it.”

You nodded and the lead singer moved closer to you. You were stunned by its smell, like a distant memory. Luke had definitely been a part of your life before he died, you were sure of that. You leaned over her shoulder, humming the lullaby that was left in your head. It didn't take long for him to find the right chords. Luke continued several times before you stopped singing, looking at him intently.

“that's exactly it ... this lullaby”

You both looked at each other, an indecipherable expression in your eyes. You both jumped at the sound of the garage door. Reggie appeared with Alex.

"Ready to compose hellish songs! oh did I interrupt something?”

"No, no I was there to see you. I guess you have a lot of questions."

"hell yeah, can we start from the beginning?"

You smiled to approve his request. The boys settled down on the sofa, while you sat down on one of the single armchairs. And the flow of questions began

“When are you born?”

“(your birthday date) 1992” you simply answered.

“What’s your name?”

(y/n) (y/m/n) Peters

It’s seemed to convinced a little Reggie but doubt was all over his face. It was information you could easily get on the internet nowadays.

“What’s my favorite food?”

“Pizza, mom said your favorite was the extra cheese with pepperoni”

“And what was my favorite toy?”

“I freaking don’t know, how can I suppose to known that?”

“ah ah!” he pointed the finger at you, as if that answer was proof that you were lying. It broke your heart but you didn't show it.

Instead, you rolled your eyes and Reggie kept going to ask you some question. Of course, you would have liked to have answered his questions correctly. Your mother told you some anecdotes about him but not to the point of knowing all the details.

“What’s the most terrible thing I said to my mom?”

“Omg I don’t fucking know! I was 3 when you’re died, asshole!”

Luke smiled when you exploded. Reggie was Reggie, as weird as possible. Now you were angry and desperate. Your brother didn’t believe you and he kept dragging you into this miserable feeling that you were never going to get your brother back. You had spent your short life living with a faint memory of him. Your blankie was one of his t-shirts, his voice reasoned in your head when you couldn’t sleep.

But then, in front of him, you were a stranger to him. Your heart was bruised from not being able to hug him and to finally meet this brother who had left far too soon.

“Okay, okay… So, how can you proof me you’re really my sister?! “

In the room’s corner, Luke looked at you, you looked desperate, about to cry again. He grabbed his guitar and cleared his throat. Reggie turned to him as the guitarist still had his eyes on you, a heartwarming smile hanging across his face. You had managed to convince him in a few minutes. He felt connected to you and the things you told him were disturbing. You could only be Reggie's sister; it was impossible otherwise.

"Hey…What about the song you told me earlier." he said with a soft and comfort voice

Your eyes caught his gaze, grateful for the initiative. You nodded and Luke started playing the few notes you had taught him a few minutes earlier. It was so different from all the songs the brunette could play before. It was a lullaby, such easy children's music with just a few notes. Of course, the band wasn’t supposed to play when Julie wasn’t in the room but, Luke had thought it was the best thing to do to encourage you to keep going. He didn’t know why, but he wanted Reggie to believe you. Luke believed you, hard as nails. There only had to look at your eyes to understand this reality, and Luke had noticed that. You had the same blue eyes as your brother. How could Reggie still doubt that? You started to sing

You're so sleepy

Very much sleepy

You want to go to the fairyland

You close your eyes

And jump into your dream.

When you'll wake up

I’ll still be on your team.

The instant Reggie heard the first notes, he knew. But hearing you sing the lullaby he had invented for you when you didn't want to sleep as a child, was a magical moment. You were his baby sister. He gave you that sad little puppy face, so overwhelmed. Reggie opened his arms and you jumped into a hug, so glad he finally accepted the fact that you were his sister.

You felt oddly safe again, like taking a nap in Reggie's pile of old t-shirts. You were so happy to find your brother and to be able to live your non-life by his side. Nothing would be as boring as it used to be. Reggie pushed you away with a concerned look

"but wait ... how did you die?"

"Yeah ... I don't really know ... I was at a really, really good rock concert and I bought this drink ... and I think I got drugged up there and ... I guess I'm dead? tadaa " you tried to tell him in a light tone.

He had just learned that he had a little sister. He didn't have to know that she was sneaking out at rock concerts and drinking alcohol before she was old enough. Right? Alex looked at Luke and Reggie with his half amused half confused smile. As for Luke, he fidgeted from foot to foot at the discovery. Y / N was as much rock and roll as they all were. Rebellion had to be his middle name

You loosened Reggie's embrace and lowered your head, pursing your lips so as not to show your embarrassment. He asked if you wanted snacks and you nodded. There was a slight silence. You didn't notice the urgent look Luke gave Alex but the next moment the blond jumped up to accompany the bassist, leaving you alone in the garage with the lead singer.

The silences were a little longer until Luke cautiously approached you. You could feel the awkwardness from miles away.

“ Sooo, you made this.”

“ yeah ...” you answered in a shy voice

It was the moment you had to thank him but your words seemed frozen. You mustered all the courage to plant your gaze in Luke's eyes.

“Thank you ... for helping me earlier.”

“oh it was nothing”.

“I ... yes, yes it was. You can't imagine how important seeing Reggie again is to me. Thanks for ... for helping me open his eyes.”

A slight smile caught his lips and he reached for your cheek before stopping his gesture. Instead of stroking your skin, he simply put a section of your hair back behind your ear.

“I would do anything for my best friends.”

And Reggie was definitely one of Luke’s best friend. You hardly swallowed, your stomach contorting under the effect that the guitarist made you. Time had seemed to fly at an incredible speed as the moment was interrupted by Reggie and Alex coming back to you.

“OMG LUKE DON’T FLIRT WITH MY SISTER, SHE’S 3!”

You cleared your throat and stepped aside to pull yourself away from Luke as far as possible. Your gaze fell on your brother and you raised an eyebrow at the last remark. 3 years old, really? You were 3 years old twenty-five years ago ... now you were eternally a teenager

“I’m seventeen.”

“Listen, i'm your big brother, you’re three, end of discussion.”

Your face wanted to laugh and you pursed your lips to keep from succumbing. But your eyes… Your eyes met Luke's in a complicity that slowly settled. Could you fall in love with your big brother's best friend? Definitely yes...

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graceslavenderhaze · 3 years

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fight night (jatp crew x reader)

readers home life hasn’t been the best and they’ve been lying to their friends about it. one night it all builds up and the reader shows up to julies, distraught. ( for this the boys are alive bc it just worked out best but other than that no changes.)

this has been sitting in my drafts so i thought i’d post it

trigger warning: family fights, anxiety, depression, past talk of eating disorders.

For a long time you use to just keep everything buried down. That was your fatal flaw. It wasn’t a trust issue, you just always had this feeling that if no one knew then everything would be fine. But your family had lately been falling apart, your parents always seemed disappointed in you, you were fighting with your siblings more and it felt it a ballon that kept on expanding. you didn’t know when everything was going to explode it just kept getting worse.

Today was the exploding point. It seemed like no matter what you did, it just wasn’t good enough. You were the black sheep in your family, they made you out to be it. They complained about how you dressed, what your room looked like, the music you played, the people you hung out with, and for what? You didn’t do anything that was textbook problem child material.

You tried your hardest in school, you never asked for much, you cleaned almost everyone’s mess at home, and after a while that became your routine. Never be seen, never be heard and never get any credit for everything you do. Meanwhile your siblings, little miss perfect and the star academic got everything you wanted. Your parents attention, their approval, and their constant reassurance.

By the time you were in high school, you were emotionally independent. A stranger to your own family pretty much. You went to an art school along with your siblings. Even as the oldest, you quickly fell into their shadows. Your sister a musical protégé on the violin, your parents paid for the best lessons, and without a doubt she’ll probably attend some ivy league. Your brother was in the advanced academics program, with yale and harvard already offering him scholarships in his sophomore year. Then there was you. You were in the art program, and while your teacher swears that all the top art schools have you on their radar. You still felt insignificant.

You worked a weekend job at the local coffee shop, latte love , it wasn’t everything but it helped pay for art supplies for you to build your portfolio. Their you met Julie Molina and Flynn Davis. Two girls who were your age, they attended the music program at your art school. You recognized them, Julie had been like the sun at the school. In the hallways always smiling and then her mom died, the sun went away hidden behind clouds. While Flynn was unapologetically herself and didn’t backdown from telling people how things were, she was fearless. They were also probably the first two people who knew your siblings and were able to separate you from them.

Then later on in the year the three of you met Luke, Alex and Reggie. Latte Love was hosting its monthly open mic night. It was almost a year after Julie’s mom died, so in an attempt to coax her back into music, Flynn brought her around. You offered free hot chocolate on the house as a bribe if she wanted to come. After an hour of mainly middle schoolers trying to face stage fright, soccer parents who desperately tried to hold onto their high school garage band phase and any other mediocre act who gave it their all in effort. Sunset Curve preformed.

That night honestly sent all six of your lives’ into a full spiral but in the best way. A month after you had met sunset curve, they formed a band with Julie and became, Julie and the Phantoms. Flynn becoming the band manager and you being the artist for ticket designs, posters and anything else. It helped distract you from everything going on in your life and with your friends you didn’t feel left out or the black sheep. You were you and they loved you for all of it.

But you could only be happy for so long. Your family always managed to make you feel horrible about yourself, this week had felt like the worst its ever been. Your sister being recruited for a summer symphony in Australia, your brother would be off at a stem camp and your summer plans were just to work, make art and hang with your friends. Your family wasted no time in telling you that you were wasting your time, or that it was just some silly childish thing. They didn’t understand how big Julie and the Phantoms were becoming. The latest gig being opening for panic at the disco at the Orpheum.

You couldn’t take it anymore, which is how you ended up walking to Julie’s house right in the beginning of a thunderstorm. When you finally made it to Julie’s front stoop you were drenched head to toe. Julie being the one to pull you in the front door. In her oversized smiley face sweatshirt and baggy sweats. The movie night dress code.

“Did you walk here?” She exclaims looking at the outdoor storm and turning back to her best friend. Your eyes red from crying and cheeks raw from wiping your tears rapidly. She’d been expecting you for weekly movie night, especially since her dad and brother had been away for a baseball game for the weekend. Just not in this state.

“More like swam.” You replied with a dry laugh. Trying to desperately hold yourself together. Knowing your friends were all in the living room, you didn’t want to burden them with your breakdown.

“Hey was that the chinese food! Y/n? Whats wrong bean?” Flynn stated her mood changing halfway through the sentence noticing the state of their best friend. Who looked like she’d just had the world’s worst day. You smiled fondly at the nice name she’d given you, which was a coffee pun.

“Family shit. Like always.” You said looking down at the floor and the puddle that you were slowly dripping onto the Molina residence’s welcome mat. Both girls smiled sympathetically, they had their fair share of stories of how bad things could get at the L/n household.

“Come on! It’s movie night, you’re getting into cozy clothes and having junk food with your friends.” Julie said taking your hand and leading you upstairs to her room. Julie handed you spare clothes due to you being completely soaked. Then a towel to dry yourself off.

“Here, once you’re ready to come downstairs, we can put your stuff into the dryer.” Julie said smiling at her friend before leaving to give her privacy. Taking the towel she gave you and trying to dry your hair. Then changing into the cozy clothes she gave you. Your phone blowing up from texts from your family. Your parents wanting to know where you were. Not caring how hurt you were. Your siblings saying half assed apologies they didn’t mean. They’d done this before and they’d do it again.

Ignoring the messages, you walked back downstairs. The comforting smell of chinese food wafting at you. Julie, Alex and Flynn stood at the table. Meanwhile Luke and Reggie were were at the local 7/11 getting slushies.

“Did anyone order a hot mess?” You said jokingly getting their attention. Alex standing up and instantly hugging you as if he’d never see you again. Hugging him back. Alex’s hugs always felt as if it was a cloud.

The Molina residence house phone then rang, the caller id labeling your house. “We can just let it go to message.” Julie said turning back from the phone to you. You shook your head, “I’m so over this bullshit.” Walking over to the phone you picked it up.

“Hello ever so loving parental unit.” You said with sarcasm dripping off every word. “Pop off!” Flynn said as she bit into a dumpling. You bit back a smile. “Where are you? You can’t run out because you’re upset.” You heard your mom say. You rolled your eye.

“Where i am every friday night. I told you in advance i had plans so when you take your attention span off miss perfect and genius boy remember you have a third fucking child. Goodnight!” You said promptly and then hung up placing the phone back on back on its home base. “Beyoncé would approve.” Flynn said clapping for dramatic effect.

“How much trouble are you going to be in for that?” Alex said passing your usual that Julie knew to order for you, you shrugged. “Bold of you to assume they’ll remember to ground me.”

“Wow what a rag tag group of mommy and daddy issues we are.” Reggie announced as he placed the tray of slushies down on the counter. “Excuse you!” Julie exclaimed as she took a slip of her blueberry slushie. “She’s dead, that’s an issue.” Flynn said as she grabbed her green apple one. You choked on your food for a second, “Out of pocket!”

“She’s right babe.” Luke said hugging her from behind. “You have mommy issues too.” Julie said turning around slightly. “Only the hottest people have both mommy and daddy issues!” Alex exclaimed holding a hand of for you and Reggie to high five.

“My back hurts from having a healthy parental relationship and carrying that standard.” Flynn said cracking open her fortune cookie. You laughed looking around at your dysfunctional friend group.

“We are all going to hell for these jokes alone.” You said taking a sip of your slushie. Reggie scoffed, “We’re just warming up.”

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simp4reggie · 3 years

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Luke Patterson from Julie and the phantoms dating a 🥺 girl who is a cheerleader. Shocking the band when they meet her but end up loving her. Fluffy Luke

Cheerleader

Luke Patterson x Reader

Word Count: 1614 Words

A/N: I don’t know much about cheerleading but I hope you like it. It’s also 2 am and not proofread.

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When you first met Luke, you were in school walking to class not paying attention and ended up bumping into him. You both ended up falling over causing both of your things to go everywhere. He was helping you with your stuff when he saw a small poster with a familiar logo in the corner of his eye.

“Sunset Curve?”, he says, picking it up. “You a fan?”

You looked up sheepishly and pushed a piece of hair behind your ear. “Uh yeah. I’ve been to a few shows. I’m (Y/N).” You stood up with him.

“Luke,” He points to himself. “Well, we have a show tonight if you would like to come. Maybe dinner after?”

“Wow. Someone’s confident,” you said laughing to yourself.

“Well, I have to be when I’m talking to someone as gorgeous as you,” he complimented you turning your cheeks red. “So what time am I picking you up?”

You tell him that you have cheerleading practice tonight so you’ll be done around 6. “Just tell me where and I’ll be there.”

A couple hours later, it was time for the concert. Luke was standing on stage looking in the audience for you, to become unsuccessful. He tried to hide his frown but Reggie noticed. He then nudged Bobby to look over. Bobby just looked back at him shrugging. After a couple songs, you still hadn’t turned up. By the end of the set, Luke was now angry. He went out on a limb and was completely humiliated.

When they went backstage, a waiter walked up to him and said he had a message from a girl named (Y/N).

“What did she say?”

“She said she’s sorry she couldn’t make it. Practice ran late but she’ll make it up to you.”

“Okay. Thank you so much.” He let out a great big sigh of relief.

“Are you going to tell us what’s going on?” Reggie asked, causing Luke to turn around.

“What do you mean?”

“Well, first off you looked bummed out the entire set and now some random girl left a message for you.” Bobby replies looking at the other two to see their reactions.

“It’s nothing.” Luke replies.

“Okay…” Alex says sarcastically.

“Really it is. We just met today.” Luke says quickly.

“I didn’t say anything.” Alex puts his hands up in defense.

The next morning, you looked for Luke in the halls. When you found out you ran up to him and started immensely apologizing. “Oh my gosh, Luke. I’m so sorry. By the time I got out of practice and I went home to get ready it was 7:00. And then I fell asleep. So as soon as I woke up I called the club. So if we could go out tonight or another night if it’s not good for you.”

“(Y/N) it’s okay. You left a message.” He says putting an arm around you. “And about tonight. Tonight is perfect.”

“Okay great. I have practice again tonight but maybe we can meet at 8?”

“I’ll pick you up instead.”

You give him your address and he shows up knocking on your door at exactly 8:00 on the dot. He ends up taking you to a movie and dinner. At the end of the night, you end up walking the strip.

“So, how’d I do?” Luke asks, holding your hand.

“Amazing. I haven’t been out in a while because of practice.” You reply.

“It really takes up your time, huh?”

“Yeah, I’m hoping to cheer in college so to get a scholarship I need to work really hard.”

“Well, it’s good that you know what you want to do with your life.”

“You do too. Your band is going to make it far.”

“I hope so. I can't think of anything else I’d rather do.”

When we get back to my house, we stand at the front door for a minute just looking at each other.

“So…”

Luke leans in to meet your lips. You kiss him back, sweetly. After a couple of minutes, you pull away.

“Well, thank you for tonight. I’ll see you tomorrow?” You say opening your door.

“Of course.” He gives you another kiss and leaves. You watch him walk away, smirking to yourself.

You go out again multiple times after that learning more and more about each other. Now it’s been three months and he still hasn’t told the boys. Until one day when Sunset Curve has another gig.

Everyday you have been hanging out and going on dates with Luke after cheer practice and band rehearsal. As soon as the guys were done rehearsing, Luke wasted no time running out of the studio. It took almost your entire relationship before the boys noticed something was up.

“There he goes again.” Alex says standing up from the drumset, “Where is he going?”

“I don’t know but he’s been on his phone more than usual and getting distracted easily. Maybe it’s a girl.” Reggie says.

“Let’s ask him at the show tonight.”

An hour later, Luke walks through the stage door, talking to you on the phone, “Am I seeing you tonight?”

“Of course. We got done early so I’ll be there soon.”

“Okay great. I just got here. We’re gonna have the sound check so I’ll see you after the set.”

“You’re gonna do great! See you soon.”

“Bye babe.” Luke hangs up the phone and looks up to see Alex and Reggie.

“Who was that Luke?”

“What do you mean? Nobody.”

“It didn’t sound like nobody...babe”

Luke realizes the mistake he made by saying it in front of his friends. He might as well tell them now before she shows up and it’s a whole mess.

“So I’ve been seeing someone. We met a few months ago.

“Is that where you’ve been going after rehearsal? You leave before we’re even done the last song.”

“Yeah. Sorry. It’s just she has practice after school and there’s like an hour or two that we can actually see each other. I know I should’ve told you when it started but it was nice just being me and her.”

“It’s fine dude. We would like to meet her at somepoint but it’s your relationship not ours.”

“Okay good she’s actually coming tonight.”

The boys had soundcheck and started performing not long after. You ended up coming in a couple songs in so you didn’t miss much. What the rest of the band doesn’t know is you’ve actually gone to every show you could since you and Luke started dating. Since you’ve seen them a number of times, you have a favorite and Luke knows exactly which one it is.

You hear the beginning chords of Now or Never and see Luke look around the crowd before making eye contact with you. He winks at you and you feel your heart beat faster. He radiates so much energy it’s hard to be upset watching him perform.

Practice ended up being more stressful than it needed to be. Some of the team didn’t show up so your routine had to be reblocked a bit. Now you were just drained and wanted nothing more than to lay in your bed. But you missed they’re last show and even though you know Luke is the most understanding person you still made a promise and you didn’t want to let him down.

After the set, you decide to surprise him backstage. But instead of seeing Luke right away you saw Reggie, Bobby, and Alex first.

“Umm hi. I’m (Y/N)...Luke’s girlfriend.”

“Hi! I’m Alex.”

“Reggie.”

“Bobby. ‘Sup.”

You shake their hands trying to be as polite as possible. You really want to impress his bandmates knowing that they’re his family. He told you about his problems at home and how the only people he sees on the regular are his friends.

“(Y/N)!!!!!” You turn around and see Luke covered in sweat running over to you with his arms open wide. You let him wrap his arms around you since you just need to be held by him at the moment. You give him a quick kiss before giving him an actual hug.

“How was practice?”

“Ugh let’s not talk about that now. I’m having a good time.” Luke leans back and gives you a sad look before pushing a piece of hair back behind your ear and kissing your forehead.

“So I see you’ve met the guys. Be nice to her please.”

“Wait….practice.” Bobby looks you up and down noticing you’re still in uniform. “Are you a cheerleader?”

The boys all look up at you not saying anything.

“Uh yeah” You say shyly, finding the carpet much more interesting. “I’m a flyer. It’s been a long day so I didn’t have time to change.”

“That’s so cool!” You hear Alex say. “My sister’s a cheerleader.”

“Oh really? What’s her name?” You say making conversation. You feel an arm around you. Luke was happy you were getting along with his friends. He knew you would be find but you once brought up how you get insecure about cheerleading. Movies don’t make the sport look as fun as it can be. Most cheerleaders are considered mean and catty. However you are from either of those things.

“Katie. She’s in college now but she loved cheering.”

After we talked a little bit more, the guys put their instruments away and they invited you to get food with them so Luke didn’t have to rush after the gig like he has been. You graciously accepted and couldn't wait to hear the stories about your boyfriend. You definitely gained three more friends tonight.

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A/N: Major writers block should be over now so if you have any ideas please send them in. Right now I only write for JATP characters/cast.

- Maddie xx

#julie and the phantoms #charlie gillespie #charlie gillespie x reader #jatp luke x reader #luke patterson x reader

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im-in-love-with-pizza-bites · 3 years

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Brother & sister

Luke Patterson x sister!reader

Summary: he was there before you and you're so thankful he gave his love to you

Warnings: slight fluff, slight angst.

Inspo: Brother & Sister by Matthew Mole

This is set in the 80s/90s when they were still alive. Oh and your 5 years younger than him.

You were there before me and what a pair we eventually would be

"Luke.. This is your little sister! Y/n!" Emily said as the young boy walked into the hospital room, excited to meet his baby sister.

"She's cute!" The boy said climbing onto the bed before poking you.

My older blood, you were made in God's hand and I've learnt so much, could you even understand

You sat watching your brother play the Nintendo before copying him with the controller to had that had no batteries in it.

That you were my guiding light in our early days

To say you wanted to be just like Luke would be an understatement. You copied him all the time.

"Stop!" He whined.

"Stop!" You copied laughing.

"Mom! Get her to stop!"

"Mom get her to stop!" You copied. Emily chuckled smiling.

"Come on y/n how about we go make cookies."

"Okay!" You smiled.

You'd help me to sleep at night

You climbed up the ladder quietly and onto Luke's bunk. Unbeknownst to you your movements woke him up. You crawled next to him before shaking him.

"Lukie! I can't sleep." You whined he groaned sitting up.

"Lay down stinker." He said pushing you down before laying back down and warping a arm around you.

When I was afraid then you'd be there by my side and I never say enough that I love you

You sat under your blanket whimpering as the storm went on.

"Y/n! Where are you!" Your 13-year-old brother shouted from the hallway. Before he walked into your shared room frowning when he saw the lump under the blanket.

"Lukie." You whimpered poking your head from the blanket. His frown deepened noticing the tears in your eyes.

"Scoot over." He hopped onto your bed and under the blanket pulling you into his side. "Nothing will get you." He promised.

"I love you." You said laying your head on his shoulder as you laid there.

When we'd fight it would be over right before I could say sorry

"It's mine!"

"No mine!"

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"Want to go get ice cream with me?" He asked you walking into the living room. You nodded running over.

"Yeah!"

And though you're far from where home used to be

You sat at the table watching as your mom and brother fought again. It became a common occurrence lately, but you had a feeling this one would be different. Oh how you were right, he ran out of the house. You never stood up quicker running after him straight passed your mom.

"Luke! Don't leave please!" You cried, as he grabbed his bike. He looked at you, anger from his fight with your mom clouded his best judgement as he rode off. You ran after him as fast as you could but you could catch up. You stopped at the end of the street, crying. Your dad came to find you after a few minutesm

I will always go where you are if you need

Luke stood, watching you run around the playground near your house, the same one him and you went together all the time. It had been a month since he left. He made it a common occurrence to go here or your house just to check up. But he never approached. Well until today.

"Give it back Jake!" You shouted as the boy stole the large hoodie you had tied around your waist.

"Why what's it to you?" He asked mockingly. Luke's first clenched watching.

"It was my brother's give it back!" You tried to take it from the older boy but he held it too high.

"No."

"Give it back to her." Luke said watching over cautiously. You gasped smiling when you noticed who it was.

"Fine." Jake dropped it and walked off with his friend. You ran into Luke's arms hugging him.

"I knew you'd come back! Wait till you see mom! She'll be so happy!"

"Y/n I can't come home with you..." He said sadly

Because you were my guiding light when I tried to sing you'd teach me to harmonize and

"No like this." He said beginning to sing it.

"Oh," you said before copying him.

"Good job!" He smiled high fiving you. "Okay I gotta go see the guys when I get home we can keep practicing.

With everything you'd be there to fight my fight and I never say enough that I love you

"Your big brother isn't here to protect you this time." Jake said smirking at you as he walked up to you on the playground where you were waiting for Luke.

"Leave me alone."

"No." He said pushing you.

"Hey! Pick on someone your own size." Luke exclaimed, as him, Reggie, Bobby, and Alex made their way over.

"Okay." The teen pushed Luke. Luke pushed him back, before Bobby joined in, while Reggie backed up quickly making as much distance from them and him as possible, and Alex went over to you bringing you to stand by Reggie before trying to defuse the situation.

"Stop!" Alex said glaring at his friends.

"Let's just go." Jake's friend said before they ran off.

"You okay Stinker?" Luke asked a teasing yet concerned smile on his face.

"Yeah. I love you." You hugged him before hugging his friends who became like older brothers to you.

"We're playing the Orpheum!" Luke told you.

"Cool!" You exclaimed. If only you knew this would be the last time you'd see three of them.

You were there before me and I'm so thankful you gave your love to me

A/n: my first Julie and the fat ones post!!!! Hope yinz liked it!

#julie and the fat ones #luke patterson #reggie peters #alex mercer #bobby jatp #julie and the phantoms #luke Patterson x sister!reader

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cucumbers-and-olives · 3 years

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She's A Good Girl

Summary: Luke hates his younger sister. Her perfect facade, her good grades, and most of all- her boyfriend.

Category: kinda a Boy Meets World au?

Fandom: JATP, Boy Meets World

Paring: Eric Mathews x Reader, Luke x Platonic!Sibling!Reader

Word Count: 1.6k

Warnings/Includes: verbal arguments, implied verbal abuse

A/N: this is for the lovely @dream-a-little-bigger-x's 90's week! if you guys like this, go check out her stuff, its incredible!

Mandatory Thanking of the Betas: @russianalpacafromoldzealand and @funsizearsonist thank you both so so so much!

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Please don’t repost my work without my permission, in part or whole. My work can also be found on AO3 under the same username. Thank you!

“Luke! Keep it down, your sister is studying!” He rolled his eyes at his mother’s shout.

“It’s not like you’re being quiet,” Luke muttered and rolled his eyes, but he turned down the volume on his amp anyway. He didn't want to get yelled at twice, that's for sure.

If there’s anything Luke Patterson wasn’t, it was idiotic (depending on who you asked, of course). “Dumb bitch shouting at the top of her lungs.” He sighed and continued playing his guitar, albeit at a lower level.

Y/N popped her head in the door. “Ya know, you only get to be a smartass when you pass your classes idiot.” She had clearly overheard him as she walked into the room and turned his amp down even lower than he had before. “It doesn’t sound too bad, keep going.” She winked at him and shut the door behind her.

It wasn’t often that Y/N gave Luke complements, but when she did, they were always backhanded ones.

Luke just ignored her and ran through his song again, the chords, the riffs, the random pauses. He had titled this one “Good Girls”. It was about her. Her perfect behavior, her ability to not get caught, and just everything about Y/N made his blood boil. It didn't matter that she was his sister, she was so infuriating, that he hit at her with every line of the song.

Her and her perfect boyfriend, Eric Mathews. He was a senior, a jock, way too cocky, and she was a little miss perfect, sweet and kind, a junior.

Let’s just say, if Luke had a photo of the two of them, it would have darts in it.

“How’s it going in here, hun?” Mom said. She had a glass of water along with some cookies with her as she stepped into the room. Soft music came from the record player in the corner, a big contrast from the music in the room next to hers.

Y/N turned her grimace at the woman’s sudden appearance into a big bright smile as she turned around, closing her textbook but leaving a finger in so she wouldn't lose her place. “It’s good! I was struggling with this one concept, but I think I’ve got it down now.” Her mom smiled, and she knew she had picked the right words.

“Amazing! Well, I’ll leave these cookies with you in case you get hungry-,” A very loud guitar riff emerged from Luke’s room, and her mother’s happy, bright face turned into one of disgust. She always had a bone to pick with Luke. Maybe it was because of the band, maybe it was for just existing, Y/N didn’t know. She had a feeling she never would.

“Mom…” Y/N begged. She knew what was about to happen next, it had happened times before, and it wasn't like anything was gonna change this time. So, as her mom stepped into the hall she turned back to her book and tuned her shouts out.

“There.” The older woman said, stepping back into the girl’s room. She had tormented Luke, and now she focused her happy energy on the child she loved. “You’re doing great sweetie.” She assured Y/N.

As the door closed, Y/N sat back and let out a huge sigh. She loved her mother, but her distaste towards her son was unparalleled.

Soft guitar riffs came from Luke’s room, and she stood up quickly at the chance to see her brother.

Popping her head into the doorway, the exhale that Luke let out was one of relief. He thought I was mom, she thought. That scared her

You sound really good, she wanted to say. Can you teach me? But instead, she insulted him and gave him a half complement.

Not your best moment, Y/N, not your best moment.

“Are you gonna be in the library after school?” Luke asked Y/N as they biked to school. The ride wasn’t long, but it was one of the few times that the siblings got to talk to each other.

“Yeah,” she said. Her eyes had a dreamy kind of look to them. Luke wanted to call her out on her bullshit. Her goody-two-shoes bullshit.

“I better not catch you sucking face with him.” Luke’s voice was cold like steel. He didn’t like her boyfriend, and that was no secret.

She laughed, “Aww, do you not like seeing Eric kiss your little sister? Grow up, I’ll kiss who I want to.” She sped up, biking ahead of him.

“It’s not like I police who you kiss,” Y/N mumbled when she knew she was out of earshot.

“One of these days Mom’s gonna catch you!” He hollered.

“Good girls are bad girls that haven’t been caught! Let her live in her fantasy!” She shouted back.

Luke shook his head, and his next comment he muttered under his breath. “Maybe then she wouldn’t think you’re such a good girl.”

“Hey babe,” A voice whispered from behind Y/N.

She turned around to face Eric, and her eyes lit up as she saw him. “Hi! Sit down, I’m almost done with my history homework.”

“Alright, and then can you do me?” He asked as he sat down and your eyes went wide.

“Mon Dieu,” She said, sighing at his childish behavior.

“Ooh say more,” He grinned wickedly, thinking that she was saying something- not PG, and you looked back up at him from your homework. With a smug smile on your face, you spoke to him in French, knowing that he wouldn’t understand what you were saying.

“I love you so much, but you can be so dumb at times, you dumb idiot. Why you are so idiotic at times, I do not know, now would you please get me some snacks?” He laughed at the end.

“I have no clue what you said, but your face is asking me for snacks, ignoring the fact that you are one- gimme a sec, I’ll be right back with some!” He said, giving her a quick kiss before slightly jogging out of the library in search of the nearest vending machine.

“She is just so infuriatingly perfect, and she just gets praised 24/7 about it,” Luke complained during a pause in rehearsal.

“You wanna play Good Girls then? Throw all your anger into it?” Alex suggested.

Bobby chuckled, “That look on your face says yes, so let’s do it.”

She's a good girl, she's [mommy’s] favorite

[Mom's] saved for Harvard, [mom] knows she'll make it

She's good at school, she's never truant

She can speak French, and I think she's fluent

'Cause every night she studies hard in her room

At least that's what her parents assume

But she sneaks out the window to meet with her boyfriend

Here's what she told me the time that I caught 'em

She said to me, forget what you thought

'Cause good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught

So just turn around and forget what you saw

'Cause good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught

Whoa

Good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught

Whoa

Good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught

She's a good girl

A straight A-student

She's really into all that self-improvement

I swear she lives in that library

But if you ask her she'll say,

"That's where you'll find me!"

But if you look then you won't find her there

She may be clever but she just acts too square

'Cause in the back of the room, where nobody looks,

She'll be with her boyfriend, she's not reading books

She said to me, forget what you thought

'Cause good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught

So just turn around and forget what you saw

'Cause good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught

Good girls are bad girls and good girls are bad girls!

She's a good girl, hasn't been caught

She said to me, forget what you thought

'Cause good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught

So just turn around and forget what you saw

'Cause good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught

She said to me, forget what you thought

'Cause good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught

So just turn around and forget what you saw

'Cause good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught

Whoa

Good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught

Whoa

Good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught

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Good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught

“Hey, that was a really good song!” Eric said, entering the garage. “Who’s it about?”

“Your girlfriend,” Bobby said.

“Yeah, you know what, we need to talk about that. Stay the hell away from her.” Luke said and then he stormed out of the garage.

“Dude what the hell! What’s your deal?” Eric said, walking out after him.

Luke scoffed, turning around. “What’s my deal? It’s you. I know guys like you, and you are going to break her heart. And then I have to pick up the pieces as she tries to look like the perfect girl she was to our parents. That’s my deal.”

“That’s all you think of me? That I’m just a jock that’ll cheat on her?” Eric paused for a second and then he spoke, harsher than before.

“Your band is no longer allowed to practice in my garage. Leave, or I’ll call the cops.”

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Summary: Julies older sister who died same year as the boys, and even dated reggie, came to Julie sooner because she played her sisters favorite record.

a/n: I made this after watching the show, so here's this hopefully its not too confusing to follow if so let me know! feedback is always appreciated! love you all!

You had died from an unexpected car wreck, you were about 17, same age Julie is by now. You remember that day clearly, you were just on your way home from practice, and suddenly you were crushed by another car. Police say it was a drunk diver who had ended your life.

You knew your family would be hurting even more you just wanted to be there for each of them, mama, papa, Carlos, and Julie and as much as this sounds weird even your tia.

She doesn't know much of you since you died in 1995, but she wished she got to meet you. there were many videos your dad showed Julie when you would preform. You and ray were very close, you were his first daughter, he wished he was able to feel your presence.

After you died you stayed in a pitch black room for about some time. It felt like an hour, but you were suddenly brought back to your house. You saw Julie was playing your favorite record, by beatoven, classic music was your secret pleasure, of course modern music was your favorite too, but classical had something to it.

“Gosh i miss hearing beatoven.” you said as you saw Julie turned around quickly and screamed right after.

“Wait you can see me?” you asked as she came closer to you. “Yeah i can hear you too. Why, what oh my gosh, flynn’s right, i need to stop pulling all nighters.” she said as you laughed “Jules, i don think all nighters are the excuse here, because we are in live time right now.” you said as she calmed down.

You two talked got to know one another more. this was a dream for Julie to finally meet you. its like you two were already best friends, it felt good to know your sister. you were aware of this because your mom was pregnant when you died.

she had told you your mom died and how she stopped playing music. she told you music was everything to her, but she just couldn't play the piano without crying. you knew you would stop playing if you were still alive, but if it was a way to keep her memory alive you would continue to play, but you weren't there, so you couldn't really say much.

you two spent time together in the loft and just talked about memories about your mother, you thought it would be nice to tell her about your mom during the 90′s. god you loved your mothers 90′s hair and outfits.

today you were in the studio as usual as Julie was in the loft looking around. she came down and took it out.

“Oooh what cd is that.” you asked as she showed you reggies band mix. You just froze as if you saw a ghost. “Whats wrong?” she asked. “Uh this is my boyfriends band mix.” you said as your eyes became glassy. You didn't think you would hear his voice again and seeing this just made you remember about your memories.

“You had a boyfriend! Did papa know?” she smirked. “Of course he didn't, i kept it on the low.” you said as she giggled. “Do you wanna listen?” she asked as you nodded. She played it and you herd reggie’s bass, you remember the times he would play it when he learned a new rhythm.

“Wow these guys are good, what did your boyfriend play?” jules asked. “He plays, or well played the bass.” you said with a smile.

Just then out of nowhere those three boys had popped out of nowhere, kinda like a teleportation type of thing. You and julie just stood there seeing those boys fall on the ground. Your eyes landed on reggie. You didn't know he died too. Julie then screamed out of nowhere which caused the boys to yell too.

“Wait, y/n?” reggie said as you smiled, you didn't think you would see him again.

“Reggie.” you said as you two embraced one another in a hug. You had missed his hugs more than anything. “Uh hello! There are still two other boys in moms studio.” julie said as you laughed. “Right sorry, well you know reggie, i told you about him just like a minute ago.” you said as she nodded.

“yeah papa, would not like him, the leather jacket just screams bad boy.” she said as you giggled. “okay who are these other cute faces.” you said as Luke smirked.

“huh she thinks we're cute.” he said as Alex patted his back.

“These are his friend Jules.” you said as Luke tried shaking her hand.

“Hi im luke were from sunset curve, tell your friends.” he said as julie shook his hand.

“This is Alex, and well you weirdly know reggie, also reggie who is she?” Luke said as alex hit his shoulder. “Im sorry he’s really not um how do you say it, smart.” he said as you laughed.

“No worries i kinda got that.” Julie said. “Hey im not dumb, I just, he never told us about her.” Luke said.

Gosh they were all still the same, you didn't think you would see them. Reggie told you about them but you didn't think you would meet them like this, you know dead.

“Hi, im alex, you must be the girl who kept this dude or is keeping the dude very emotional. “ alex said as you laughed. “Yes i am, he says he isnt emotional but you guys should now that he literally cried when we watched-” you said reggie coughed. “Not here y/n” he said as you giggled. “Well that’s a story for later Alex.” you said as you giggled.

You guys caught up with one another and got to no more about the band. You noticed immediately that luke was head over heals for julie. The time the boys were here, julie started playing and singing. You were so happy reggie and his band got her to sing. You didn't think you would hear her amazing voice or hear reggie play again with his band.

You would sing too with her, but you couldn't with an audience. You knew if videos of you were out into the internet, your dad would probably flip out, or cry. Thankfully the one at the school, where you were trying to get Julie back into the program, no one had their phones out.

Today though Julie wanted you to sing so bad with her at the garage party where everyone was gonna be there, even your dad carlos and tia. You knew it was a bad idea, your family would get suspicious.

“Come on please sing with me, we have great harmony. Plus I can just tell dad it's a computer generated, he knows the guys are holograms from Sweden, wouldn't be bad to add you in.” she said as you smiled.

“Okay fine,” you said as she squealed and hugged you.

it was pretty nerve wracking that you were gonna preform in front of your family with your sister and well your boyfriend your father had no idea of. made you feel a little bad for not telling him. you were currently just sitting in your room thinking how this was all gonna go. reggie had poofed in seeing how nervous you were.

“You alright?” reggie asked as you smiled.

“Yeah i am, just nervous is all, i don't know how they're gonna react when they see me with Julie.” you said as he held your hand. “It wouldn't be bad for them to see you with julie. Plus i haven't herd you sing and i herd you sing beautifully.” he said as you giggled.

“Right i forgot you will be hearing me too. Makes me even more nervous.” you said as he placed his arms over you to cuddle you so you get those nervous thought out of your head. you did this when he was nervous, you didn't think he would remember.

You had no idea what you guys were, but you knew the love for one another wasnt gone. I mean it's not like you broke up, so technically you are still dating for 25 years.

“You’ll be great, after years of not seeing you, i've missed you and us.” he said as you smiled.

“Me too reggie.” you said as you gave him a peck on the cheek.

“Wait really? So are we still together?” he said as you rolled your eyes.

“Reggie we didn't break up, we died.” you said as he was still confused.

“Yes reggie were dating still. Technically for 25 years.” you said as his eyes widen.

“So youre telling me i've missed 25 aneverseries?” he said as you giggled. You sure loved him, this was one of the reason you did. You knew now he would have no idea what new slang is or even sarcasm. “Reggie, you really are something special, one of the many reasons i love you.” you said as you two kissed. You were in sync with one another as if you were never separated. It felt almost normal.

“Ugh i though i would never see my sister kiss a boy, i thought that part was over.” julie said as you both looked up. “You and me both sister.” alex said as you all giggled. “Well face suckers were going on in a little.” julie said as you all got ready.

You were so nervous, but you did miss preforming again, even though the past performances were your stuffed animals and you parents and fetus Julie. Once Julie started singing, right on cue we all appeared. You were standing next to Julie and you saw your whole families reaction. they were shocked, but they seemed very happy seeing you.

“I believe,I believe that we're just one dream, Away from who we're meant to be. That we're standing on the edge of. Something big, something crazy. Our best days are yet unknown. That this moment is ours to own.” you and Julie both sang with the chemistry making the crowd love the sisterly love.

You were next to reggie while julie was on top of the piano. Yours and reggies chemistry made everyone go crazy, you saw your dad in the corner who was tearing up a little while tia patted his back.

Julie sat down in the bench, and you started singing the last part of the song. You and reggie had moved up making the audience go even more crazy with how much chemistry the band had.

“Running from the past. Tripping on the now. What is lost can be found, it's obvious.” you sang as you all bowed and disappeared in an instant and everyone went wild.

Your father had quickly went over to Jules and you knew what he was gonna ask. you stood next to him as Julie looked at you and your dad.

“Julie, why was y/n up there?” he said choking up because he hadnt seen his daughter in years.

“Uh dad i miss her and i thought you could see her preform again i know you miss her.” she said as he was sobbing.

“Yeah i do. Gosh it felt good seeing you two sing together I would always imagine that in my head, thank you Julie,” he said as he hugged her. God how you wished you could just tell him, but you knew it was for the best not to.

You sat in your room and just wanted to sleep in your room like old times. Reggie poofed in and you looked up seeing he was there and laying back down.

“You okay?” he asked. “Yeah i am, it just felt good performing just this once again, felt nice preforming with you.” you said. “Yeah i liked it a lot, wish we did it when we were alive.” he said as you playfully scoffed and punched his shoulder.

“God you sure now how to make me feel better.” you said as you hugged and stayed with one another.

“maybe you should join the band, wouldn't be so bad to have another lead female singer, plus our chemistry makes those people go crazy.” he said as you laughed.

“I don't know reggie, its the phantom and Julie, as much as I liked it, I don't know. you guys are all perfect together.” you said as he put your hair behind your ear.

“im sure the dudes and Julie will love you in the band, come on please?” he said as you smiled at his way of persuading you.

“okay fine, but we have to talk to them first okay?” you said as he nodded and you two just laid in one another presence.

Reggie had broke the silence, “you know this room brings back memories.” he said.

“oh reg, this room makes you think of many things we did.” you said as you laughed and kissed him and spent the night with one another in each others arms like old times. You knew this time you weren’t worried your dad walked in on you with him, but you sure miss the the adrenaline and the caution.

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