#jatpfanfic

[jessieallyne]

(My first time making one of these)

Mood board for my new chapter fic!

I’m so late for the FFM week, but this hit me tonight and I became inspired!

Hope you love it!

Summary:

For her father’s happiness. For her kingdom. Princess Juliette would go to the ends of the earth for them to prosper, even if it ment a lifetime of sadness and being subservient to a husband she may never love, then she would do it.

#jatp #julie and the phantoms #julie molina #luke patterson #jatpfanfic #juke #fanfic #jatp fanfic #princess Julie #troubadour Luke #enemies to friends to lovers #my first time writing this troupe #fantasy

[skieswords]

Pull Through Part 7

It’s finally here! I’m sorry for the wait- I’m drowning in work right now. 

Please read the warnings in Part 1❤️

Both Mercer siblings avoided school for the rest of the week, instead opting to stay hidden in the safety of Becca's room. Anytime either parent was home, Alex would wrap his arms around her and pull her into his chest, holding her tightly and whispering stories from when they were younger into her ear. She was on edge, understandably, and had pretty much forgotten how to function outside of Alex's company. She'd recoiled into a shell of her usual self, seeking solice under a stack of blankets on her bed, trying her hardest to drown out the voices in her mind with sleep and darkness. Alex had been there for most of it, stroking her hair absentmindedly, and holding her hand for hours at a time. He only left to get her food, gently pushing her to eat some before giving up and holding her instead. He'd been so patient with her, so understanding. That's what found her so surprised on Saturday afternoon, as he stood at the foot of her bed and demanded she get up.

"It's a Saturday, and I've put off seeing the boys all week. They've called the house like 14 times each, and I can't ignore them any longer." Becca shrugged and held onto her duvet tighter, a defiant look plastered on her face. "Bex. I'm not leaving you here. Get up, shower, pack a bag. We're going to Reggie's." She scoffed and rolled her eyes, tugging on the tiers of her hoodie. "You can't make me. I can't go looking like this, anyway." Her voice dropped, and she flicked her eyes away from Alex's, her bottom lip making it's way into her mouth, where she chewed it anxiously. He sighed, and walked towards her, holding his hands out towards her. "None of us care what you look like, Bex. The boys know what you're like. They won't ask." She scowled at him, and turned away, still safely tucked under her covers. That was until two arms appeared underneath her, and she yelped as Alex lifted her right out of bed, forcing her to stand barefoot on the carpet. "Not fair." He shrugged and grinned, pointing at the door. "Shower. You're hair's gross." She stuck her tongue out at him but started to walk towards the door, wincing as her barefeet hit the cold tile floor. She took a long time in the shower, wanting to make Alex wait as punishment for forcing her out of bed. She took even longer to stare at herself in the mirror, blue eyes blank. The stitches on her forehead stood out against her sun-deprived skin, the shadows under her eyes appearing like sunken bruises against her dangerously pale face. Becca looked ill. Which, she supposed, she was, in a way. But neither her or Alex had come up with a way to explain to the guys how she was ill. It would upset Reggie too much, and Luke would probably try to blame it on the lack of music in her life. She wished she could tell them. It would make it a lot easier when it came to explaining the days of silence that they often had to suffer through, or the weeks where they just wouldn't see her outside of school, where she was mopey, and always disappeared between classes. Or, like this week, where her and Alex had fallen off the face of the earth, not even answering the house phone that was ringing multiple times a day. How could they even start? 'Hey, guys, remember how I disappear for days at a time, and you don't hear from me, and then I never speak about it? Well, it's normally because I'm having a depressive episode and I'm working really hard under a pile of blankets not to die.' Seemed a bit harsh. And it especially wouldn't work for Reggie. Also, the whole dad thing? Definitely not something to be brought up.

Becca felt a strong sense of relief when she walked into the garage, Luke sitting in his usual spot on the couch strumming his guitar, deep in thought. Reggie was sitting cross legged on the floor, frowning at his notebook, his shoes kicked off and placed carefully at the side. They didn't jump up and hug her, or shout about where she'd been. Luke made to stand up, but stopped when Alex appeared behind her, squeezing her shoulder gently. He walked over to Luke and dropped onto the sofa next to him, glancing at Becca and relaxing as she walked towards Reggie. The bassist didn't even look up at her, just shuffled over so there was room for her to sit down. She looked over his shoulder and chuckled softly, reading the lyrics he was writing. "We still on this Reg?" He nodded and dropped his pen, turning to face her. His face fell when he noticed her forehead, and she automatically lifted a hand to cover it. "Oh my god, Bexy, what happened?" She shook her head and looked at the floor, picking up his notebook. "I like this one, it swings well. Want me to help?" He placed a hand on her chin and lifted it, exposing her face to his view. His voice was soft and caring, but he sounded like he was on the edge of tears. "Where did it come from?" She sighed and clenched her fist, shrugging slightly. "Skating. I was being dumb, trying out a skill I knew I couldn't do. Word of advice; don't try things for the first time on concrete." She laughed bitterly, taking in Reggie's face. He shook his head with a sigh, but opened his arms and pulled her in for an awkard hug. She shuffled around and settled into his embrace, feeling an overwhelming sense of calm simply by being back in the garage, and back with her best friends. Luke's eyes drifted from Alex over to her, and he frowned slightly at the sight of her lying in Reggie's lap. But then his gaze skirted over her face, and his jaw dropped. "Holy fuck Bex, what happened to you?" She groaned and pulled her hoodie down over her face, hiding the stitches from view. Reggie answered for her, and Alex fell back against the sofa with a sigh. "Skating accident. The usual. It's nearly in the exact same place as the last one, Bexy. You're gonna look like a tiger soon." She forced a laugh at Reggie's attempted joke, before leaning back against him while he hummed a tune under his breath, tapping his fingers on his dark jeans while she watched.

Throughout the night, Luke watched Becca with a frown. Something was wrong, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it. She was quiet, and kept zoning out, staring into space while her hands pulled on the sleeves of her hoodie. Pride filled his chest when he noticed his bracelet encircling her wrist, and he met her eyes briefly, giving her a playful smirk. But she hardly returned it, focusing her attention on the orange notebook in her lap. "Watcha writing?" She shrugged and closed the book, tucking it safely between her legs, away from his curious eyes. "Nothing that concerns you Patterson." He snorted and kicked his feet up on the coffee table, leaning his head on her shoulder. She tensed up at first, before relaxing and resting her head on top of his, letting the soft rise and fall of his shoulders calm her in the way it had done so many times before. "Bex?" His voice was soft, a hint of uncharacteristic uncertainty showing through his usually confident demeanour. "Sup, Luke." He hesitated, looking at the palms of his hands for a minute, before holding one out towards her. She took it, his hands warm against her skin. "Did you- did you actually have a skating accident?" Becca's entire body stiffened, and Luke gripped her hand tightly to stop her pulling away. "Duh. That's what I said. What else would it be?" Her voice was high-pitched and panicked, and Luke's heart clenched. "I-Alex has mentioned uh, stuff at home, before. And-" He was cut off by her trying to stand up, pulling on his hand as she tried to break free. "Bex, sit down." He pulled her back next to him, glancing at her face and clenching his jaw when he saw the tears welling up in her eyes. "Did he-" Becca turned away, but didn't try and pull their hands apart. Luke reached up with his free hand, gently pulling her chin back towards him. "He-" She nodded once, before the tears spilled over. Luke's entire chest seemed to cave in, red flooding his mind.  

But he knew he couldn't get angry, because there was a crying girl in front of him, and despite his usual qualms with crying girls, all he knew was that he didn't want to see her cry, and he had to make it stop. The worst part about the tears rolling down Becca's cheeks wasn't the fact that they weren't stopping, or even the fact that they clouded the laughter in the blue eyes he was so familiar with. It was the numbness that accompanied the tears, the blank eyes, unmoving mouth aside from a slight tremble in her lower lip. It terrified him, like she'd accepted it, like it didn't matter. "Bex..." He felt his own eyes well up, and blinked away the tears, frustrated with himself. She shook her head, and he opened his mouth to speak, but didn't get a chance, as her face crashed into his chest, curling into him, and letting his arms wrap around her, pulling her into him. He held her tightly, every shake of her sobbing shoulders sending a wave of anger coursing through his body. How anyone could hurt her, lay a hand on her, make her hurt? He didn't understand. He'd always been protective of Becca, all the boys were. It was instinct, she was Alex’s little sister, one of their own. But in this moment, he felt like a failure. He hadn’t protected her the way he wanted to, she’d gotten hurt, she was hurting- and there was nothing he could do about it. Luke wanted nothing more than to hold her forever, hoping she at least felt safe with him. The swirling pit of guilt in his stomach intensified as she continued to sob silently, and he fought back the urge to ram his fist into the wall. He’d done it before- 6 weeks of incredibly shitty guitar playing that he wasn’t eager to revisit. Instead, he turned his focus to Becca’s body in his lap, playing with her hair and dropping his head to her shoulders, murmuring incoherently against her hoodie.

Becca was torn. Half of her was a mess of anger and anxiety, trying to work out whether or not Alex would be mad that Luke knew, scared because she had no idea what Luke would do now that he knew, angry at herself for letting it slip- but the other half of her was so at peace, so calm, that it almost cancelled out everything she was feeling. Luke's arms were wrapped around her shoulders, holding her tightly as she sobbed silently, the soft scent of the cologne he'd sprayed that morning still clinging to his t-shirt. Alex had left with Reggie an hour or so ago to pick up Bobby, sending Luke a warning glare before closing the garage door behind them. Luke knew they'd be back soon, and he was pretty sure Becca wouldn't want to be crying when they came back. "Hey, Bex, you alright?" He looked down at her, sighing with relief when he noticed her shoulders weren't shaking as violently as they had been. She sat up, rubbing her eyes with her hand. "Peachy." He rolled his eyes with a smile, noticing their hands were still joined between them. "I just uh, Alex will be back soon. Wasn't sure you wanted them seeing you crying." Becca nodded gratefully, her eyes following Luke's to their conjoined hands. Neither made any move to separate them, sitting in a comfortable silence, only disturbed by Becca's occasional sniffing. Luke felt a frown creeping over his face as he thought about Becca, his mind drifting to the possibilities of how Becca's dad had given her that cut. His mood plummetted as he imagined him hurting Becca, his free hand clenching into a fist without him realising. "Luke. Don't." Becca's voice was tired and soft, her left hand coming to rest on top of his knuckles. "How could he-" Becca shook her head, squeezing his hand softly. "It doesn't matter. I'm fine, it's just a cut. Doesn't even hurt." He looked at her in disbelief, searching her eyes for any sign of anger, pain, any of the feelings he knew she should be experiencing right now. His eyes widened, and his fist relaxed, as he brought it up to her face, shaking slightly. "The last skating accident-" His fingers brushed over the white mark above her eyebrow, and she flinched slightly, eyes dropping from his. "Bex." A breathy whisper, his voice trembling, Becca looked at him again. The anger had left his face, replaced by something she couldn't quite recognise. Luke felt like someone had dropped a slab of concrete on his chest, pressing down on his heart, making breathing difficult. There was this overwhelming feeling of dismay as he realised that she'd accepted this. She thought it was fine. She was okay with it. And that broke his heart more than he could begin to explain. "You don't deserve that." She nodded, turning away from him to look at the wall. "I know. Just need to learn to keep my mouth shut." She laughed mirthlessly, but squeezed his hand. "I'm okay Luke, promise. It's just how things are for now. Don't-" He nodded. "Don't say anything to Alex? I know." Inside, his mind was racing, wanting to ask her a million questions. Where was her mom, why was Alex letting her stay there, why hadn't they gone to the police? But he knew they'd just stress her out, so he sat with her in silence, until the sound of Alex's car pulling up in the driveway echoed through the garage, and Becca slipped her hand out of his, disappearing into the bathroom.

The rest of the evening passed quietly, with Becca remaining mostly silent, responding to Bobby's questions with a simple middle finger, and turning her attention back to the battered TV set in the corner. Luke’s own silence didn’t go unnoticed by the boys, but he brushed it off, claiming he was working on a melody in his head, and hadn’t quite worked it out yet. Really, his mind was racing with thoughts of Becca, and how he could take care of her. His eyes drifted to wehre she was curled up on the sofa, a blanket pulled over her legs. Sat in between Alex and Luke, she was pretty comfortable, her head resting against Alex's shoulder. Whatever movie was playing filled the garage with a dull buzzing sound, letting Becca live in her thoughts in peace. Alex's soft laugh made his shoulder move, and she sat up, blinking a few times to try and wake herself up. Luke turned to look at her, frowning at the blank expression she wore. The movie they were watching was funny- although he couldn't deny, the slapstick comedy couldn’t coax a laugh out of him either. He was too busy thinking about her. She started moving around on the sofa, trying to get comfortable. Luke moved over slightly, letting her take up more room. He watched as she lifted a hand to her mouth, starting to bite her already non-existent nails. Before he could think about what he was doing, he lifted his own hand, pulling her red raw fingertips away from her mouth. Becca's eye went wide with surprise, and nearly bugged out of her head when he held onto her hand, bringing it back under the blanket they were sharing. She made no move to let go however, so Luke held her cold hand tightly, rubbing his thumb across the back of it gently. Becca looked to Alex, relieved to find him asleep. In fact, as she looked around the garage, she noticed that her and Luke were the only ones still awake. And by the look on his face, and the heavy feeling in the back of her head, they were about to join the other 3 quarters of sunset curve. A few moments later, all of them were asleep, Becca's hand still tucked in Luke's as she rested against his shoulder, a gentle reminder that he was right there, and always would be.

#jatp #jatpluke #lukepatterson #luke patterson #luke x oc #luke x reader #luke patterson imagine #luke patterson smut #luke patterson x reader #julie and the phantoms #luke julie and the phantoms #julieandthephantoms #jatpfanfic #julieandthephantomssmut #julieandthephantomsfanfiction

[serendipitee]

those cold December nights - masterpost - finished

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

#jatp #julie and the phantoms fic #jatpfanfic #jatp fic #juke fic #juke fanfic #julie x luke #my writing #those cold december nights #my stuff

[vicesvsvirtuesfanfic]

*deleted the last one as it was a duplicate picture* Writing Reggie’s story is breaking my heart. Check out The Bassist on AO3 (link in my bio) #jatp #jatpfanfic #reggiepeters #reggiefic https://www.instagram.com/p/CMNqVfRHV8L/?igshid=1i1oi3d7sr5hf

#jatp #jatpfanfic #reggiepeters #reggiefic

[jessieallyne]

What if Luke never told Julie about the jolts, Caleb, or the HGC?

*warning: super angsty work happy ending*

#julie and the phantoms #julie molina #luke patterson #jatpfanfic #jukebox #angsty #what if?

[jessieallyne]

Here’s my submission for Jukebox Appreciation Week 2021! @jukebox-week

#jukeboxweek #jatp #julie and the phantoms #julie molina #luke patterson #jatpfanfic #juke #jukebox #fanfic #jatp fanfic

[jessieallyne]

Well, I’m late again, but here my “Four Seasons” prompt.

Also, It’s own personal JATP and To All The Boys fusion no one asked for, but I became obsessed with writing! The hot tub scene!!

#jukeboxweek #jukebox #juke #jatp #julie and the phantoms #julie molina #luke patterson #jatpfanfic #fanfic #jatp fanfic #to all the boys i've loved before #JATP/TATBILB fusion

[jessieallyne]

Chapter 3 of my Medieval Juke fic is up! I’m just gonna keep posting my mood board with the updates so I can keep up with it lol

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Chapter Title: Dream of the Hunter

Summary:

“Alright boys, we still don’t know why the King summoned us,” Luke began before Alex interrupted.

“You! King Raymond summoned you Lukas, not Reggie and I”. The panic in the tall man’s voice made itself well known as it began to quiver.

“Ooookay.. We still don’t know why King Raymond summoned me here today. But I’m thankful to have such amazing friends who stay by my side”, Luke explains, his smile hopeful to convey his appreciation to them.

#jatp fanfic #jatp #julie and the phantoms #julie molina #luke patterson #jatpfanfic #juke #fanfic #jatp medieval fic #medieval fics #welcome to medieval times

[jessieallyne]

New Story!

Summary:

From his spot on the floor, Luke watches Julie laying across her bed doing her homework. Her nose in her book, she hasn’t been paying him any attention, aside from the occasional smirk she gives when he heaves a sigh.

#jatp #julie and the phantoms #julie molina #luke patterson #jatpfanfic #juke #jukebox #fanfic #jatp fanfic #jukeboxweek #Luke is a himboo #Luke loves Julie #I miss F4H

[jessieallyne]

I’m late with today’s prompt!! But I’m really trying to push myself with these and do one everyday! So here’s my “Retro” themed fic!

#jukeboxweek #jatp #julie and the phantoms #julie molina #luke patterson #reggie peters #alex mercer #jatpfanfic #juke #jukebox #fanfic #jatp fanfic

[jessieallyne]

Chapter 3 added!

#jatp #julie and the phantoms #julie molina #luke patterson #jatpfanfic #juke #fanfic #jukebox

[jessieallyne]

Summary:

Luke is extremely nervous about taking Julie out on their first official date.. Like, Yak in a Bowl Nervous!

#jatp #julie and the phantoms #julie molina #luke patterson #jatpfanfic #juke #fanfic #jukeboxweek #yak in a bowl #picnic dates #first dates

[jessieallyne]

https://archiveofourown.org/works/31226252

#jatp #julie and the phantoms #julie molina #luke patterson #jatpfanfic #juke #jukebox #fanfic #jatp fanfic #greatest showman #rewrite the stars #cant believe I finally wrote it!

[jessieallyne]

Julie agrees to go to a house party after finishing her fall semester finals to help Flynn meet with her crush . The girls end up meeting some new friends who helps Julie come to terms with her issues.

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Luke is an excellent wingman, making sure to invite Reggie's crush to the end of the Semester House Party and meets a girl knocks him off his feet.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/30792932

#jatp #jatpfanfic #julie and the phantoms #julie molina #luke patterson #fanfic #juke #jukebox #characters aged up

[jessieallyne]

Day 2 for the #jukeboxweek submission.

When the Jukebox Appreciation Week prompt for day 2 is AU.. So, we now have the JATP fic of, what if Julie and the guys were actually the characters in New Girl? I *might* have taken the AU extremely literal 😝 @jukebox-week

#jukeboxweek #jatp #julie and the phantoms #julie molina #luke patterson #Alex Mercer #Reggie peters #jatpfanfic #juke #jukebox #fanfic #jatp fanfic #new girl crossover #AU prompt day

[skieswords]

i just wanna apologise cos i totally lied and never posted anything SORRY!!! I currently have a shit ton of requests for luke and owen, and i’m trying to get through them while also finishing up old stuff- if you’ve sent in a request please know i’ve seen it and i’m working on it! there’s just a lot and im trying to balance this with dissertation work so im very busy. in the next couple of days there will definitely be part 7 to pull through, 1 or 2 luke one shots, possibly an owen fic, and part 2 of when i say i do. thank you for being so patient with me!

#luke patterson #jatp #jatpfanfic