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changing my account bc i lost access to the email with this account,,

NEW ACCOUNT WILL BE SUNSET-NERVES

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JATP Week Day 1: favourite character

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picturing a scene in ur head vs putting it on paper for the first time

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pancaked

pairing: alex x willie

summary: what exactly was running through alex’s head when willie ‘ pancaked ’ him on the street?

omg it’s finally jatp week!! i have been so excited since it got announced and this show has literally re-inspired to write

What am I doing?

I was starting to realise that those word reappeared a few times throughout my life. It happened the day joined the band, that time it was with a goofy smile and my backwards cap too small for my head. Another time I thought it when thinking about a boy. . . in a way that I assumed I shouldn’t have. I thought it when I came clean to my parents, and when I was in the ambulance, tears streaming down my face and practically begging to follow my friends into the beyond.

Those four words seemed to follow me around, appearing only when something drastically life changing was about to happen. Though, I didn’t think that would apply to my situation right now for two reasons:

1. I was dead. There wasn’t too much more that could surprise me (then again, I just became visible to the living, so obviously there’s a learning curve to being a ghost).

And 2. I was in the middle of an afterlife crisis. We were visible. Visible. Before we were only visible to Julie, now everyone? And only while performing. This is just fantastic.

Luke, unsurprisingly, is already overexcited. He wants her to join the band and us to become famous again. It’s like he’s already forgotten that we’re dead. Also Julie joining the band could shift the whole dynamic, I don’t want that, and know Reggie I’d assume he wouldn’t either.

Even if we did become a band and became famous beyond Luke’s wildest dreams, how would we explain it? We can’t keep up the hologram act forever, someone will figure it out and Julie can’t say we’re ghosts, she’ll get herself laughed into a mental hospital—

Before my next thought could hit me, something—or much rather someone—else hit me. I was suddenly brought back to reality as my face hit the hard concrete of Hollywood Boulevard. In all honesty, I’d be surprised if I don’t get a bruise or a scrap, can ghosts even get scrapes? In simple words, I ate shit.

A skateboard rolled past my head as I sat up and sighed. Oh, of course.

Bobby used to skate. When he and Luke get into intense arguments (school, gigs, music, the future, those two would argue about anything), Bobby would skate away. We’d usually find him half conscious and getting kicked out of a bar. And sometimes, he’d ride around the halls in passing periods, with Mrs. Middleton chasing him around, screaming threats of detention, no, suspension or even being expelled. Nothing ever happened to him though.

My favourite, though, was when he’d jump on it and play his guitar, riding around up while we stood outside of pubs, clubs and bars trying to score a gig and a ticket inside. Those were some of my favourite memories. I wonder what ever happened to him? I guess he just got old but who knows?

What I do know is that I just ate shit, and I need to get a few cruel words in before they bastard skates away.

“Oh, man! You dinged my board!”

Is this arsehole serious?

“Dinged your board? Dude, you ran me over! You’re lucky I didn’t,” Wait. He hit me. He could touch me. “Wait, you ran-you ran me over. You’re a ghost?”

“Yeah, ever since I learnt the hard way that,” the guy sighed and pulled off his helmet.

If he said anything else I didn’t hear him. His hair fell out of the helmet and around his face. It felt like everything else in the world stopped, and only we existed. Everything behind him became unclear as my eyes focused on all of his features.

He had eyes that looked like they were young but had seen everything, like an old soul. For some reason I felt not only physically but emotionally drawn to him as if I had been subconsciously searching for him my entire life. He had strong, natural cheekbones that I could cut myself on if I got too close.

Oh my god, he’s gorgeous.

“That skating in traffic is bad.” He finsihed his sentence, though I didn’t remember a single word of the first half.

I don’t really remember what happened next. All I know is that I’m chasing after him, on a warm spring afternoon, my legs hurting and hoping for this moment to never end.

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just a Reggie Sitting Like That™ appreciation post

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ALEX + fond looks and smiles.

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COMMON LITERARY TROPES IN JULIE AND THE PHANTOMS (2020—)

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Happy Halloween to these 3 losers

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luke patterson is sleevephobic pass it on

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LA Devotee 🤝 The Other Side of Hollywood

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new meme format

tag urself i’m julie

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#and the award for the cutest smile goes to

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my most prized creations

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There has been a British voice in my head saying " bit sad innit" for the past week.

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very anti stanning celebrities but i will make an acception for the entire jatp cast

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“Is this arsehole serious?”

(we stan alex’s inner monologue)

@sunsetgillespie @hollywood-ghost-club @summersromance @

rice cooker squad micchi @sanso !!! thank you for the tag :’) the original post got too long🥺🥺 (i got your other one but i think it’s too late to post that :( )

╔One new message from tangerineyn: i’m starting this on hqblr now so here’s the last line tag. rules are you put the last line you’ve written from any WIP and tag as many people as words ╝

“Do you know why I always end with ‘good night’? It’s because I wouldn’t want the last thing I say to you to be ‘I hate you.’”

10 words. 10 tags.

Tagging: @kuroopaisen, @dorkyama, @stelleum, @sa-suga, @haikyuu-ink, @star-puff, @instantkeiji, @aurumskyy, @okaywa, @tobios-queen.