#roadmanreggie

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Have you ever wondered what would happen if Carrie and Reggie spent time together?

This

This is what would happen

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@spaceacekid im hope its okay i used your roadman reggie image

a greater love story than twilight: the Rah and the Peng ting what do you think? @nickalicious @queenmolina

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just a normal day in miss smith’s english language lesson after lunch at sacred roman secondary school

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Bobby’s a vampireeeee

i dreamt i would be writing bestsellers,how the hell did i end up here writing a fanfiction about a roadman being flustered by his mate dressed as his tv show crush?/j (this was so fun to write)

'Reggie? did you bloody hear me?'

Reggie was rarely quiet, he usually had a come back for absolutely everything whether it be a harsh intake of breath or his classic phrase of 'rah shut your trap you waste man but as he stood in front of Bobby his brain in an absolute panic. His crush on the boy wasn't exactly well hidden with Alex and Luke frequently taking the mick out of him all because of the one time he called Bobby a 'peng ting' a little too loud when Bobby first got glasses. This...this was just taking the piss in his mind.

'Reggie your ciggy' Luke poked him looking down at the cigarette that hung between his friend's fingers getting dangerously close to burning them with ash. Bobby stood before him in full black clothing and a hair cut that made Reggie's head spin, his heart pound and his knees weak. Reggie was falling for Bobby before but this young Dracula style outfit had him losing every bit of shit and street cred he had ever had. 'OI FUCKER YOUR TRAINERS ARE SHIT' Luke shouted kicking him in the shin causing Reggie to swear in pain dropping his cigarette on the floor, 'Wot da actual fuck you wasteman! that was my last bit of baccy' 'welcome back mardy ass' Luke shook his head looking up at Bobby, 'reyt.....stylish' he gave out a sigh, 'enjoy your little chit chat lads,im gonna find posh' was the last he said before walking away leaving the two boys to relish in uncomfortable silence.

'i fucking knew it' Bobby looked up at him with a shit-eating grin,' you said you didn't watch young Dracula and I wanted to test out the science' 'you are such a fuckin wasteman y'know dat?' Reggie glared at him, his arms crossed, but inside he knew he had been caught short. 'you like Vlad don't you?' Bobby chuckles adjusting the leather jacket around his shoulder. 'Fuck off' Reggie mumbled, a smirk soon making its way onto his face, no matter how much he tried to fight it. 'point Robert, nil to the wasteman' Bobby laughed nudging into him as they headed into the school building to find the others knowing they would likely find them hogging the water fountains to try and skip first-period English.

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At this point i have no self control

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Roadman Reggie moodboard

i can’t even explain this one.....i wish i could but physically i have no words for this masterpiece. @queenmolina @nickalicious

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Boggie britgate fic

3:30 pm On Wednesday, its detention in room d12 of St Cuthbert's catholic college, London. Maths department.

Notorious Roadman Reginald Peters, better known as Rezza in the community (named after his dad's favourite rolling papers), sits in Mr Wilson's classroom, feet on the table and phone in hand. He's texting his friends about how Mr Wilson was a softie and how it's more proof that he's dodgy dave.

Then Bobby walks in, a perfect uniformed year 9 with dark curtains wanders in looking a little guilty.

' The pope visited last week,Dickhead ' Reggie says, his fingers still typing out a message, most likely one filled with more terrible spelling than Luke's pronunciation.

'Some of us have standards to upkeep you cheeky sod' is Bobby's response, not that kind Reggie expected to hear, especially from the son of the maths department head, but one that seemed to send his heart into an unexpected whirl of thudding.

'Wasteman', he mutters under his breath, looking back down at his phone smirking slightly.

'at least I can spell paedophile.' Bobby tuts sitting down beside him, much to Rezza's dislike. 'you should be in English detention for that shit spelling.'

'piss off,im dyslexic, you twat, at least my da don't pay for all my shit' Reggie scoffs as he turns towards him, a glare in his eyes, a permanent fixture of his face around most people.

He scans his eyes over the other boy. He could get along with him pretty well but, he was the son of his sworn enemy why, the fuck would he want an alliance with such-Bloody hell, Bobby, has cracking eyes doesn't he? Was that eyeliner around them?

It was like someone brought Vlad from Young Dracula to life,except he was like 14 and well,real and surprisingly even better looking.

‘Reggie,i do a goddamn paper round to pay for my shit’ Bobby huffs pulling out his exercise books and a graffiti decorated red pencil case,’anyway i pissed him off’ he grins with a strange sense of pride,who takes pride in pissing off their parents? Reggie struggles to get any positivity from his nevermind getting in trouble.

‘What the fuck did you do? Throw a paper aeroplane in the air with a rumour that he’s screwing Miss Jones?’ Reggie teases,raising an eyebrow and crossing his arms as he looks at him.

‘I broke a dining hall window’ he mutters,not looking up from his book,scribbling the date in black biro in the top corner,’with a chair’

‘You got just detention for that? Fucking hell your dad is a proper wet wipe ain’t he?’ Reggie’s glare is gone,now replaced by an impressed smirk,’HE’S NOT-’ Bobby begins to shout looking at Reggie who is now stifling a laugh,’he’s not a wet wipe,he just treats me differently because im his son,not just a random student’

‘So you’re his favourite then?’ 

‘I wouldn’t say that,i mean you called him a nonce and that's expulsion worthy’

‘Not if the paint comes off’ Reggie winks,rocking back on his chair,obviously forgetting all the teachers warnings.

‘You’re a shit you know that Peters?’ Bobby shakes his head,turning to look at his page of scruffy looking lines,’Rezza is my name innit,im meant to be’ Reggie smirks putting on the voice for effect,feeling weirdly comfortable around Bobby,even though he was the son of his worst enemy.

‘Cut the shit,you’re not hard’ he mutters back,kicking his chair,causing it to screech back.

‘Says you,daddy’s boy’ Reggie scoffs.

‘Well yeah?! I fucked your mum’ Bobby shouts getting more heated as they continue talking,’you fuck my mam? She doesn't live with me tosser’ Reggie calls back,shifting his chair forward.

Bobby stops,his snarky nature dropping when he sees the new pain in Reggie’s eyes,roadmen have feelings too. ‘Woah,hold up,you live with your dad? That prick with the old banger of a ford car?’

‘Yeah ,my childhood was rough’ Reggie shrugs casually,looking at him,’rah stop feeling sorry for me,it’s not a big deal’ he snaps,’why didn’t you tell me? My dad could help-’

‘Yuh but he’s a nonce ain’t he?’

‘For god's sake he’s not a nonce’ Bobby sighs.

‘Alright he’s done nowt wrong,but he looks dodge’ Reggie says, poking Bobby with his finger.

‘Reggie,we were friends last year,what changed?’ Bobby asks softly,changing the subject to one Reggie hadn’t planned for.

‘No we weren’t’ Reggie turns his head away,’Reg’ Bobby continues to push.

‘I COCKED EVERYTHING UP’ Reggie shouts standing up suddenly,his chair falling back,’what made you think that?’ Bobby steps back a little worried at what could happen next.

‘You took me off your snap streaks’ Reggie mutters,’you dropped me like tories drop their kids’

‘They still pay hush money,anyway i never dropped you,i stopped doing them for everyone’ Bobby takes a step closer,taking his hand in his.

‘I got caught up in the grind Rezza,and forgot about my main man,a true king never forgets about his main man,even if he egged his dad's new car’

‘Can we peng things together again?’ Reggie looks up to him,moving in a little closer.

‘Forever innit’ Bobby smiles,pulling him in for a kiss.

A few moments later Mr Wilson walks in,even though he’s happy they’re back together,public displays of affection go against school rules,meaning an extra half hour of detention.