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forever & always [reggie]

word count: 1.2k

pairing: reggie peters x fem!reader

warnings: pure angst. there's no happy ending.

a/n: i just finished jatp this morning and was feeling angsty so here u go. also haven't written anything in months so pls be nice !

request: n/a

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25 years. that’s how long they’d sat in the black abyss, nothing but the sound of alex’s cries filling the void they’d known as death. reggie couldn’t believe it. he should be worried about his afterlife, he knows that, but only one thing was on his mind. her.

y/n. the girl he was set on marrying. he hadn’t proposed yet, of course - they were only 17. still, he was sure she was the one. after everything they’d been through, he couldn’t see himself being with anyone else. they were each other’s, completely. and they were supposed to have their entire lives together.

that night, she was waiting at the venue for his return - at the orpheum. of course she was there, she was always his biggest cheerleader. the thought brought tears to his eyes. his precious y/n had to live 25 years without him - and the worst part was that she probably moved on. 

the thought of her with someone else made him feel like he was dying all over again, but he had to know. for his sanity, he just had to make sure she was okay.

he waited until he could sneak away unnoticed, and to his luck, luke had snuck off to visit his parents and alex had left to go hang out with willy - leaving him alone. he sucked in a breath, attempting to calm himself before teleporting outside of her old place. 

much to his delight, it hadn’t changed all that much from what he’d known it to be, aside from a few additional paint scratches here and there. his eyes took in every inch of the familiar scene, though a light on in one of the top floor windows caught his attention. though normally he would find it rude to intrude, his mind was clouded with the thought of her, and her only.

teleporting into the room without a second thought, he felt tears spring to his eyes. there she was, in all her beauty. y/n. his y/n. only an older version of the girl he loved. a sharp pang washed over him at the realization that this was what his future was supposed to be, with her. the one he’d never get to experience.

she looked so content, gently bobbing her head to the music playing from her laptop as she folded some laundry. even through blurred tears, he couldn’t help but watch her in pure awe. only she could make such a mundane task look so appealing.

a sudden idea popped into his head, and before he could think logically, he walked over to the computer and pulled up a performance on youtube of julie and the phantoms. she was far too distracted to notice, until the song she was listening to abruptly changed to something she didn’t recognize.

reggie watched her sit up straighter, the confusion evident on her face. he watched as she glanced around the room, before turning to the computer screen. her eyes danced over the title of the video, and she mouthed the words as she read. reggie smiled at this - it was an old habit of hers, and it brought him comfort. some things really never change.

she pulled out the desk chair, pausing to watch the video, her curiosity clearly sparked. reggie watched anxiously as julie’s solo came to an end, cueing the arrival of the three boys she once knew. 

he held his breath as he flashed onto the screen, and he watched as she instantly tensed, her hand flying to the spacebar to pause the video. she furiously rubbed her already teary eyes, swallowing hard as she studied the screen in front of her.

“regg?” her voice broke, and another jolt hit his heart. he reached out, putting a comforting hand on her shoulder, even if she couldn’t feel it. at contact, however, he felt her shiver, and immediately sit up straight. she hesitantly turned her head, and looked right at him. or rather, right through him. somehow though, he knew, she knew he was there.

“reggie?” her voice was softer now, almost inaudible. “are you there?” reggie nodded, attempting to wipe away the tears falling down her cheeks - only for his hand to pass right through her body. he sighed, looking around for something he could use to tell her he was there. 

his eyes widened when he looked back to the computer, quickly reaching over and typing into the youtube search bar the words ‘sunset curve’.

a sob escaped her lips, slipping out of the chair and onto her knees on the hardwood floor. reggie couldn’t bear the sight anymore, and slid down next to her, wrapping his arms around her tightly. 

he could’ve sworn she felt his presence, because in the next second her hand was grasped on her arm directly where his was placed a moment prior. it was only a few minutes later when he noticed she was mumbling.

“why’d you have to eat that stupid hotdog, regg? why? it’s not fair. you died so young, and you left me. why’d you have to leave me?” her words were jumbled and mixed with the hot tears, but every word reggie heard loud and clear. each was like a fresh stab to the heart, because she was right - he left her and the life they had behind. it wasn’t his choice, of course. but it didn’t mean it hurt any less.

an idea occurred to him, and he quickly teleported back to the garage, grabbing a pen and a piece of paper. he quickly scribbled a note and jumped back, unsurprisingly seeing her in the same position as before, though her tears had slowed slightly. he gently slid the note in front of her, watching as she looked up, and shakily pulled it towards her. she sighed, before beginning to read it out loud.

“dear y/n,

i’m sorry. i wish things had gone differently - we all do.

i want you to know it’s okay. i’m okay. i’m with the guys still - luke and alex - that is. you probably knew that. you also know i’m not great with words.

we joined a new band - julie and the phantoms. the group i played for you. it’s so strange - when we play, people can see us! but when we stop, we’re invisible. isn’t that crazy?”

she laughed at this, and shook her head. reggie smiled, desperately trying to permanently imprint the sound in his mind.

“anyways, enough of my rambling. please remember i am so proud of you angel. never stop being you, for my sake if anything.

i love you. you and me, forever and always.

love, reggie”

he watched as she clung to the letter, a sad smile on her face as she lifted her gaze directly towards him. “forever and always, reg.” she whispered, and he choked out a sob, repeating the words back to her.

he stood, looking down at her one final time before coming to terms with the fact he couldn’t see her again. it physically hurt him to be near her, knowing this is everything he had wanted in his life that he would never get the chance of having. he leaned down, leaving one last lingering kiss on her forehead before he turned and muttered the dreaded words. “goodbye, y/n.”

and with that, he left behind the woman he so dearly loved.

only just missing her whisper back a small “goodbye, reggie.” in return.

reggie’s girl [reggie]

word count: 0.8k

pairing: reggie peters x fem!reader

warnings: n/a

a/n: i don't know what this is but i wrote an imagine based on it. 

find part 2 (imagine) here!

request: n/a, but inspired by this post by @bestdressedandstressed

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all eyes fell on her when she walked down the school hallways, a striking contrast to the bland, lifeless colours painted around her. to put it simply, she was the it girl. the one everyone either wanted to be or wanted to call their own. she, however, was untouchable and everyone knew it. she was reggie’s girl.

popularity was never something important in y/n’s life. in fact, it wasn’t until he came into her life that she was even given a second glance. her priority lied solely in her studies, until one fateful night she ran into him quite literally and split her freshly brewed coffee all over his pristine white t-shirt. he wasn’t mad of course, in fact he insisted on buying her a new one. one thing led to another, and they were soon inseparable.

had she known the chaos his life would bring to her, she probably never would’ve let him buy her that coffee. the uptight, studious and overall shy girl she once was never would have imagined to fall in love with the high school dropout/bad boy musician. here they were however, a year later and she couldn’t imagine life without him.

reggie was the one who helped her break free of the chains of confinement she’d unknowingly trapped herself in. in an attempt to block out the world around her, she’d isolated herself to the point that she was missing out on all the fun aspects of high school and life in general. he helped her experience everything she’d missed out on, wanting nothing more than his girlfriend to be living her life to the fullest.

to say it was a shock when their relationship was publicized was an understatement. reggie, the upcoming bassist and a certified nerd? the gossip was seemingly never-ending.

“of all the girls reggie could’ve gone for, he’d chosen a loser like her?”

“she’s so weird, what does he see in her?”

‘must be a bet or something, reggie wouldn’t stoop that low.”

at first, the comments were rough on the both of them. reggie’s image, though not really important to him, was risked - and it was a dangerous move with the band’s recent success. y/n, on the other hand, was faced with much more personal attacks. the dirty looks she’d get as she passed, the whispers that became an eternal ring in her ears, and the many girls who reggie had winked at or passed a flirty compliment to in the past, pestering her about breaking up with him and “giving him back”. he hadn’t even remembered any of them - she checked.

it was always worth it though - because dealing with the backlash meant to be with the boy she loved. walking on the pier by his house, study dates where he’d play his guitar while she studied, random late night adventures, or even just listening to the band’s rehearsals. every minute spent with reggie made it okay. she’d endure an endless amount of rumours if it meant one more day with him.

eventually though, a few months into their relationship, people began to realize the two weren’t splitting anytime soon, and slowly things came to a calm. this time was a large growth period for y/n, who no longer shied away from social situations. parties, concerts - just a few of the things that became a regular for the couple. to her surprise, she loved the rush that came with it all.

it didn’t take too long for everyone to warm up to her after that. there were always the people that came up to her, in a feeble attempt to get close to her. she quickly became the most popular girl in school, the gossip now still on her, but in a much different light. she learned to deal with it, no longer being phased by it in the slightest. all that mattered to her was reggie.

he didn’t know how he got so lucky. she was always there for him; when his parents fought, or if his ego inflated from a particularly good run of a song. no matter how big, or how small. good or bad. she was there, and supported him wholeheartedly.

when it came to their shows, she was always there, front and center - his leather jacket securely over her shoulders as she sang along to their songs. the love and pride reggie felt in his chest seeing her there in his jacket was a feeling he couldn’t describe. he only wished his parents could experience the feelings he had with her.

he found someone that loved him for him, and didn’t get caught up in the madness that was his life. it hurt him that their relationship came with so much drama and backlash, but it never mattered to him because they never understood how he really felt. everything would always be okay, he had her and that’s all that ever mattered. she was his girl, for eternity.

reggie’s girl (2) [reggie]

word count: 2.0k

pairing: reggie peters x fem!reader, slight bobby shaw x fem!reader

warnings: tiny bit of angst

a/n: okay so i got this idea and had to write it asap so here’s the bonus to my first post! (here’s that post)

request: once again, inspired by this post by @bestdressedandstressed

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you smiled at your reflection, satisfied with the outfit you’d picked out for the night’s festivities. the boys had a big performance today, and luke claimed it was their ticket to playing the orpheum - how true that was, you didn’t know. you hoped so, it was their dream and with the way the band was blowing up, it certainly wasn’t out of the question for their futures.

you moved over to your vanity, picking up the necklace reggie had given you for your six month anniversary. it was a simple heart shape, with a small engraving on the back. ‘my girl’. he told you that as long as you wore it, he’d always be with you. naturally, you wore it everyday.

some may think it was weird or possessive of him to deem you as ‘his girl’, but really it was never the case. when your relationship started, you’d gone from a loser nobody to one of the most popular girls in school, all because you were known as reggie's girl. you didn’t mind it anyways, you loved being reminded that he was yours and you were his, completely.

clasping the necklace on tight, you pulled on reggie's infamous leather jacket (which you may or may not have stolen), and slipped out the door, waving your parents goodbye as you began the short walk to bobby’s garage, where you knew the guys would be warming up and practicing for their big night.

you didn’t bother knocking when you heard the intense sound of drums spilling out from the garage, laughing quietly to yourself at the lack of peace their neighbours must get. you pulled open the door, sliding through and quickly shutting it behind you. you turned, expecting to see all the boys mid-song, only to find alex and luke shredding by themselves. alex seemed to notice your presence then, halting his movements and waving, catching luke’s attention too.

“hey y/n!” alex called, and luke nodded in acknowledgment, and you smiled, greeting them both. you looked around, seeing bobby scribbling something down on a piece of paper while sat on the couch with reggie nowhere to be found.

“hey, where’s reg-” you started, before hearing a cry of distress coming from the loft. you looked at the boys in pure confusion, before luke scoffed.

“he can’t find his special jacket.” he replied, answering your unasked question. luke’s eyes slid down your figure, rolling his eyes. “i told him you’d have it.” he grumbled, directing alex to start over their song once again.

you shook your head, moving over to the ladder and climbing up, seeing reggie in a disheveled state. he looked panicked and as adorable as you found him, you felt a little guilty knowing this was your fault. he hadn’t noticed you yet, so you slowly walked over, careful not to make a sound.

you learned over his shoulder, whispering a quiet “boo!”. he jumped and squealed, launching himself forward and hitting a box they’d kept a bunch of junk in. reggie’s expression looked like a deer caught in the headlights as he processed what happened, and when his eyes fell on you he pouted. you burst into laughter, unable to contain yourself. reggie huffed, before he seemed to remember what he was doing and jumped up.

“oh my gosh, y/n! you’re here! quick, help me look for my jacket! you know i can’t play a show without you having it on, it’ll be bad luck! ugh, i don’t know where it could be, i’ve looked everywhere!” reggie babbled, frantically spinning around and searching for the leather fabric. 

you giggled quietly, tugging gently on his sleeve to catch his attention. he looked at you and frowned, upset you weren't helping him before you raised your arm, showing him the sleeve that was just a little bit too long for you. his face lit up, and you couldn't help but smile.

“you found it!” he exclaimed, surging forward and wrapping his arms around your waist, lifting and spinning you around in glee. you laughed happily, your mind clouded with him and him only. when your feet touched the ground, you leaned in, connecting your lips passionately.

little did you know, there were a pair of eyes glaring daggers at the two of you. bobby’s fists were clenched to the point of turning white watching the two of you laughing happily together, not a care in the world. he wanted to be in reggie’s place, you were the perfect girl and he was unbelievably jealous you weren’t his.

he didn’t ask to feel this way of course, reggie was one of his best friends - his brother even. if he could forget all about his feelings for you, he’d do it in a heartbeat. not only was he lying to the people he called a family, every time he saw you two together, it felt like a stab to the chest. he was sure he was in love with you - of course, you’d never feel the same. you were so in love with reggie, and everyone, even those who didn’t know you, could tell immediately upon seeing the two of you together.

“alright love birds, as much as i love gagging at your disgusting signs of affection, can we please get back to rehearsal? we have a show tonight!” luke called, breaking the two (three, actually - unknowingly including bobby) out of their stupor. you giggled, pecking reggie once more before climbing down the ladder with him following closely behind. 

you situated yourself on the couch while the boys took their places and you watched as they started up their set for the night, soon falling asleep listening to them play (which may seem impossible, but you’ve spent so many nights with them you’ve become immune).

you awoke an hour or so later to reggie gently shaking you awake, telling you it's time to head to the venue. you happily took his offered hand and stood up, not letting go and allowing him to pull you out of the garage. you all packed into bobby’s parents’ van (you made a mental note to thank them for lending it later), and took off.

you arrived shortly after, and the boys rushed inside, apparently late. you shook your head at them, of course they’d be late to one of their biggest gigs yet. you walked slowly behind them, not bothering to follow them into the chaos they were undoubtedly dealing with right now. you instead walked over to a girl who was cleaning the tables, and made some small conversation. she was nice enough, and the two of you got along fairly well.

the guys set up their instruments on the stage (mostly helping alex) and soon enough began practicing once again. you bid farewell to the girl you met, not wanting to keep her from work for too long. you made your way to the large clear doors, and peaked out to see the long line of mostly girls waiting outside the venue, smiling proudly. you hoped this night went perfectly, the guys worked so hard and deserved this.

before you knew it, the line began to be let in and you made your way to the front, where you always stood. this spot was perfect for reggie’s vision from the stage, and after the one time you made the mistake of standing in the back and freaking him out (thinking you’d been kidnapped or something), you decided staying in one spot always was probably the safest bet.

you made small talk with the same girl from before until you noticed the lights dim, and began cheering - the crowd following suit. due to your proximity, you could faintly make out the four moving shapes crossing the stage, and you bounced on the balls of your feet in anticipation. sure, you listened to their music multiple times a day, but seeing them in front of a crowd was a totally different experience and you couldn’t have been prouder of them.

the spotlight flicked onto luke, and he waved to the crowd, earning another cheer. he smirked at the other boys, before strumming his guitar and beginning their opening song. you enjoyed the concert, singing the lyrics along with the fans in the crowd, dancing with the people next to you and having the time of your life.

you perked up when you heard the familiar guitar tune of the next song, and you shot your head up at reggie, who only winked at you. they hadn’t told you they were playing your favourite song of theirs, now or never. this was definitely reggie’s doing - still, you felt yourself blushing and shook your head. how this boy still made you feel this way after so long was beyond you.

when his solos hit, he made sure to hold eye contact with you the whole time, and you were sure you heard some “awe’s” from the crowd. you paid them no mind though, and kept your eyes on him the whole time. you couldn’t explain the pride in your chest watching him and the guys live out their dreams, and you were so grateful they let you into their lives to be there when it all happened.

bobby made sure to scan the crowd as he sang, ‘accidentally’ passing over you each time - much to his disappointment (but not surprise), your eyes were glued to reggie. it hurt seeing it, but he knew the two of you were happy and that was all that mattered. or at least he kept telling himself that. he tried not to think about you as he played, but you were always there - every rehearsal, every show. it was nearly impossible to dissociate you with his music.

the set ended in a huge eruption of cheers and claps, and still, you were sure you were the loudest of them all. the guys all stepped forward, taking a bow and soaking in the energy of the show, before making their way backstage. you quickly followed, flashing the security guard your pass before running after them.

“reggie!” you called, and he turned just in time to catch you throwing yourself at him in a huge hug. he laughed, squeezing you back just as tightly and sighing in content. you pulled away to look at his face, gently brushing his sweaty hair out of his face. “that was amazing.” you whispered lovingly, never breaking eye contact. you leaned in, pecking him quickly - you were still aware the other guys were in the room.

“hell yeah it was amazing! did you see the crowd? and this is only the beginning. imagine the orpheum!” luke exaggerated, earning whoops from the other guys. you quickly broke from reggie’s embrace, making your way over and hugging alex, then luke and bobby.

“seriously guys, that was probably one of the best shows you’ve done. they loved you! your hardwork is really paying off.” you complimented, and alex came over, ruffling your hair. you pouted at this, causing them all to laugh at you and reggie came behind you, wrapping his arms around you and resting his head on your shoulder.

“you really think so?” he asked quietly, and you nodded confidently. he smiled bigger at this, turning and leaving a small kiss on your neck before standing up straight. “i don’t know about you guys, but i’m starving. let’s go eat!” everyone agreed, and with an arm around your waist, reggie guided you out of the building through the back door. you laughed as you were climbing into the van, but noticed bobby was nowhere to be seen.

“i’ll be right back guys!” you said before running back, peaking your head in the door to see bobby staring off, lost in thought. “bobby?” you called, and he flinched, turning towards you. “you coming?”

he shook his head, clearing his thoughts before nodding. “i’ll be right out, just grabbing some water.” he confirmed, and you smiled at him, closing the door and heading back to the van to wait with the other boys.

bobby stood in the rec room with a sigh, mentally slapping himself for the giddy feeling in his chest when you smiled at him and came looking for him. he had to remind himself it was nothing. you were friends. you had a boy who you loved very much and he cared for you equally as much, if not more. you were and always would be reggie’s girl, and bobby had to accept that.

touch [reggie]

word count: 2.0k

pairing: reggie peters x fem!reader

warnings: tiny bit of angst?? but its me so who's shocked

a/n: omg its been so long since i’ve written a request, i hope you like it! (also im sorry but i cant bring myself to proof read this LOL)

requested by anon: Okay so a Reggie x reader (or a platonic!band x reader), where she can obviously see them but hasn't ever touched them and is scared of the possibility that she can't. Reggie kinda tries but she usually dodges in just in case. One day theyre (or theyre all) messing about and he (or they) realise they can and start a tickle/wrestling fight? Just really fluffy and wholesome? Thank youuuuu 

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being in a relationship with a ghost was weird. extremely weird. there was no touching - at all. no hand holding, no kissing, no cuddling. though you longed to be able to have physical contact with your boyfriend, being with reggie was more than enough. he was sweet, caring and to your great dismay, very clingy.

hanging out with reggie constantly wasn’t the issue. you’d spend an eternity with him if you could. it was the way he reached out to give you a hug, or a kiss on the cheek - and you’d have to dodge him every time. you always brushed it off with a sneeze or a lame excuse; he didn’t ever seem to notice anyways, and if he did, he never said anything. you just couldn’t bring yourself to let him touch you.

you saw how luke was with julie. he tried to reach out to her (many times, actually) and he’d watch his limb pass right through her body. you figured it had to be the same for everyone, ghosts are ghosts. they’re made of air, and cannot physically be touched.

as much as you had the curiosity to check, just to make sure you really couldn’t touch them - you couldn’t bear it if you’d tried it only to be met with disappointment. the constant reminder your boyfriend wasn’t really there with you, and never would be - because he was dead.

it was an average day listening to the band rehearse some of their new songs, and you were sitting on the couch with flynn working on some schoolwork. you were just finishing up your joint efforts on the math homework as the song came to a close. you smiled up at the guys, clapping along with flynn at the insane progress they and julie had been making.

“sounds great guys.” you complimented, beginning to pack up your supplies. it was getting late, and though you wished you could spend the rest of the night listening to them play, you had a family to get back to and responsibilities to tend to.

“are you leaving already?” a voice peaked over your shoulder, and you jumped back, holding a hand over your heart. you rolled your eyes when you realized it was just reggie, but shook your head with a smile.

“one of these days reg, you’re gonna give me a heart attack.” you sighed, throwing your school bag over your shoulder. “and yeah, i gotta bounce. told the fam i’d be home for dinner.” you shrugged, and he pouted, but nodded.

he went to reach for a hug, and you noticed - quickly spinning and walking around him as if you hadn’t noticed. you watched as he crossed his arms a little awkwardly, but you smiled and blew him a small kiss, before leaving the garage and heading home.

an awkward silence followed, and reggie quickly picked up on the fact everyone was watching him. “what?” he asked, turning frantically. “is there something on my face?”

“bro, what was that?” flynn asked, and everyone (save for reggie) tensed.

“what was what?” reggie was very obviously confused, had something happened he missed?

luke sighed, looking around to everyone who quickly turned away, realizing he was left with the responsibility of explaining. he slowly walked over to reggie and placed a comforting hand on his shoulder. “reggie, have you noticed y/n’s been a bit.. dodgy recently?” he struggled to word his phrase, and julie and flynn mumbled a sound of disapproval before flynn marched over, never being one to shy away from telling the truth.

“listen close. i don’t know why, but y/n’s been dodging you. like physically won't touch you. at all. like, ever. haven’t you noticed?” she gave her signature ‘duh’ look, and reggie frowned, thinking back to every time he’d tried to make a physical move with her, only to realize flynn was right.

“why won’t she let me touch her?” reggie wondered aloud, and alex gave him a sad smile from across the room.

“reggie, we’re ghosts. we can’t touch them. she’s probably scared of you going through her or something. it’s not like any relationship she’s had ever.” he explained gently, and reggie felt like he’d been stabbed in the heart. had him being a ghost really upset her that much? without another word, reggie ‘poofed’ out of the room.

he stood outside the front of your house, pacing nervously back and forth. he desperately tried to sort out his thoughts, ultimately giving up and deciding he needed to talk this out with you before he drove himself crazy. he teleported himself outside your bedroom door, swallowing his nerves before lifting his hand to knock - momentarily forgetting he was a ghost. his arm - as he should have expected - went right through the door, and in his off-guard state, he fell directly through the door.

he expected to hit the ground with a thud, but instead he heard a small squeak of surprise and landed on something much softer than he anticipated. said thing started groaning in pain, and it took reggie another second to realize it was you. he quickly pushed himself off, offering you his hand. you took it without a second thought, helping yourself to your feet when you looked up and processed who was in front of you. who was touching you.

“reggie?” you whispered, purely shocked. he frowned at you, before following your gaze to your interlocked hands. your hands that weren’t passing through one another. “reggie.” you stated again, a smile slowly tugging at your lips as the two of you came to terms with what you were experiencing. you could physically touch him.

“wha- how?” he stuttered, but neither of you knew how to answer so you simply shrugged, eyes trained on your hand clasped in his. you stood in silence for a moment, before coming to reality and looking up at him, quickly dropping your hands and surging forward, capturing him in a tight embrace. he stumbled, laughing in response but held you just as tightly. he swayed the two of you gently, and you couldn’t help but let the pooling tears fall and a few sniffles escaped your lips.

“are you crying?” he whispered, though unlike the typical reggie, there was no sign of sarcasm or teasing tone. it was purely soft and caring, the side of him that reggie only shared with you.

“can you blame me?” you replied, pulling back slightly to look him in the eye. he chuckled, shaking his head gently. you hesitantly raised your hand, caressing his cheek and smiling as you watched his face reddened in response. reggie gently kissed your palm before moving your hand, then leaning in so you were almost touching noses.

“can i kiss you?” he asked, and you smiled brightly, nodding enthusiastically before he closed the distance between the two of you. you pulled away for air, and reggie let out a low whistle, earning a slap from you along with a quiet giggle. “man, why haven’t we done that sooner?” he exclaimed, and you suddenly remembered all your fears, and shrugged.

reggie sensed the change in mood, and frowned. he hadn’t realized what he said, but thinking it over, he suddenly remembered why he had come in the first place. he grabbed your hand, pulling you onto your bed and sitting you down next to him. you fiddled with your fingers nervously, knowing you couldn’t avoid what was coming next.

“i actually had a reason for coming here today.” reggie spoke quietly, his gaze directed at the wall in front of him. “luke mentioned you’ve been acting dodgy.” you shot him a look, and he recalled flynn’s (far better) explanation. “every time i’ve tried to touch you in any way, you moved or found a way around it. i just want to know.. why?”

you hadn’t realized how hurtful it must be from reggie’s end until you heard his voice break as he tried to rationalize your avoidance. you sighed, hanging your head. “i was scared.” you admitted after a moment, seeing reggie turn your way out of the corner of your eye. “i was scared that i’d get my hopes up and then i’d have to be reminded you're not alive all over again. do you know how many times i’ve dreamt of touching you? holding you, kissing you.. i couldn’t risk having it thrown in my face just to realize we could never have that relationship. it’s all i’ve ever wanted with you.”

a long silence followed, you sitting with tear-stained cheeks and reggie deep in thought. it wasn’t awkward, but it wasn’t quite comfortable either. finally he turned to you, without hesitation pulling you into his chest and holding you close, lovingly stroking your hair. you cried a bit in relief, holding onto the fabric of his shirt tightly. the two of you sat until you calmed, and then you laid down, motioning for reggie to do the same. you comfortably positioned yourself and he did the same, wrapping his arms around you and began humming the tune of ‘edge of great’. you felt your eyes fluttering shut, and soon you fell asleep to the soothing sound of reggie's voice and the rise and falling of his chest.

reggie had an itch on his back, and he cursed himself silently. he shifted his body to scratch, brushing his hand over your stomach ever so slightly and feeling you flinch in response. he froze at this, but realized you were still asleep and continued on. when he attempted to shift back into his original position, he somehow managed to poke your side, feeling you flinch again. his eyes widened when he realized: you were extremely ticklish. and he could touch you now.

he knew he’d probably regret it later, but he gently slid out from underneath your frame, before rubbing featherlight touches over your skin, causing you to roll back and forth slightly. you began mumbling incoherently in protest, and he could tell you were waking up. he began actualling tickling you, and your thrashing got more and more intense until you shot awake with a squeal, attempting to fight him off. at this point he smirked, throwing a leg over you so he was straddling you and got a better angle for his attack.

he kept this up until you surrendered and were struggling for air, laughing uncontrollably. he smirked, rolling off of you and laying back down, arms open for you to resituate yourself against him.

“absolutely not!” you pouted, huffing. “you really just went out of your way to wake me up from a nap to tickle me. not cool reg.” you crossed your arms over your chest and looked away, feigning dramatic effect.

he frowned, thinking you were actually upset. “oh c’mon y/n, i’m sorry! i just got really excited - i’m literally touching my girlfriend for the first time! please don’t be mad at me!” he pleaded, his natural puppy dog eyes pulling you out of your acting.

“fine. but you better cuddle the shit out of me to make up for this.” you smirked, and he smiled brightly, reaching for you and pulling you against him once more. looking back, you understood your reasoning, but you realized if you’d only talked it through with reggie, you could’ve gotten way more cuddles and way more kisses. you pouted at the thought, and reggie gave you a questioning look as to say ‘what’?

“nothing. just upset we waited so long for this.” you sighed, fiddling with the hem of his shirt.

“guess we’re going to have to be doing a lot of this to make up for lost time then?” he teased. you nodded, a yawn slipping through your lips. you snuggled into him further, allowing sleep to consume you once more, and there was only one thing on reggie’s mind, and it was that he couldn’t believe how lucky he’d gotten.

Requesting Informations

Julie and the Phantoms Imagines (Closed)

Masterlist

Hey guys,

I’m going to make some JATP charakter Imagines and if you like you can request. Just text my Tumblr.

I just need to know what you want in your story, how you look, your name, your personality, the Charakter you want.

It can be about anything you want Fluff, Angst and Both

I don’t do shipping Imagines, probably won’t write for Bobby and only Alex x male or sister same for Willie. I’ll do shippings for the story line like if you request it e.g Luke x reader with Willex and Julie x Flynn or something.

Fights and Announcements

Reggie x Reader 

This is my fist Imgine on this acc. 

English is not my first language 

I'm sitting next to Reggie in the studio, my head on his shoulder and playing with his hand whils watching the new Star Wars movies. Then suddenly Julie and Luke storm in.

J: Whats wrong ?

But they Just ignore me, then they start argunig and scream at each other. I look shocked at them and Reggie next to me goes Stiff, I squeeze his hand.

J: Guys whats wrong ?

L: Stay out of this !

I look at him with raised eye brows and Julie and Luke keep on fighting. I squeeze Reggies hand and poof us out.

J: Everything Ok ?

 He nods and hugs me.

R: Thank you.

I nod in his neck and give him a kiss on his Cheek. 

We walk through LA the whole day. We go to musik shops, to the beach to swimm a little, then to a diner ( I‘m so happy that because of Julie we can be seen from Humans) and eat Pizza and then ta a dog park were we play with dogs, over 3 hours. Then we go back to the beach and swim again, as the sun begins to go down we ist half on the beach half in the water cuddling.

R: Jane.

J: Hm ?

R: I love you.

I look up to him and give him a kiss.

J: I love you more.

R: Not possible.

J: Oh is that so ?

I look at him with a smirk and bevor my brain realises it are we roling in the sand laughing and then I lie under him.

R: Yes.I give him a kiss and smile. 

Then i sit on his lap. 

R: Marry me. 

 My eyes widen and i look shocked in his eyes. 

R: Marry me I know we are only 18 but I love you so much and not even death could seperate us and I can’t imagine a live without yo in it and …

J: Reggie !

He looks in my eyes.

R: Yes.

J: Yes I’m going to Marry you !

His Eyes widen.

R: Really ?

I nod an kiss him.

J: I love you.

R: I love you too.

As it begins to darken we stand up and get dressed. Suddenly Reggie takes my hand and puts a ring on my finger and I hold his smiling and we poof back to the studio, were we are alone. We lay on the couch and Reggie plays with my hand while I play with his hair. Then the door opens and Julie Luke and Flynn come in and they look worried. 

L: Were could they be ? We looked everywere.

Julie is the first one to see us. 

Ju: Oh my god, where have you been ? 

Luke turns to us.

J: Away.

L: Away where were you ?

J: Do you really think we just keep on sitting here while you two are arguning ?

They both look to the floor.

R: We were at Musik shops, went swimming, Ate pizza, where at a dog Park and then again swimming.

Suddenly Willie and Alex poof in.

A: Hey guys.

We wave, Alex looks at my hand grabs it and poofs us out in the garden.

A: OMG when, where, how ?

I laugh.

J: Like 30 minutes ago at the beach, when the sun was going down and so cute.

He hugs me.

A: Only thing missing is that I’m going to be uncle. 

I smile shy.

A: NO !!!!

J: Yes, but Reggie doesn’t know it jet.

He hugs me tight and then we poof back in. 

W: What happend ?

J: Nothing. 

I sit back next to Reggie. 

L: We’re sorry.

We nod, Reggie looks at me I nod.

R: We have to say something. 

They all look at us expecting,

J,R : We are going to get Married !

They go carzy, Julie and Flynn hug me.

J: I have to say another thing.

Everybody looks at me.

J: I’m Pregnant !

Reggie starts to cry and hugs me. 

R: Are you serious ?

I nod he picks me up and twirls me around I laugh and kiss him.