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mobumi · 6 months
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galentir · 4 months
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Alternative universe where Luke and Reggie share the best werewolf vampire solidarity 🤝
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bbreaddog · 4 months
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NO WAY I’ve never posted these on tumblr but i guess you could say it’s NOW OR NEVER HA HA HA
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stellarspecter · 9 months
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jatp discord profiles – template by @seaoftr
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lyxchen · 3 months
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Willie and Alex would for sure dress up as Crowley and Aziraphale after Julie showed them Good Omens
(they would also recreate The Kiss infront of her and she would be pissed at them and love them at the same time)
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thedeathdeelers · 2 months
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a choice
“and so choose, luke patterson,” the voice boomed around him. “a reset, back to 1995, leading you to a life of fame and fortune, or,” the voice paused for a second, then continued. “or the 21st century, always on the brink of success, but never within your grasp.”
“will i be able to keep making music?”
“yes, but never to the same scale as what could be in 1995.”
“will i be able to keep the ones i love?”
“yes, you will have your family no matter your decision.”
“but julie.. what about julie?”
“if you choose to go back, her memory of you will cease. she will only know you as a famous musician, born decades before her.”
“but she’s family!”
“choose, luke.”
“i-“
“fame or julie molina. you must make your decision.”
“i choose…”
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the voice fades, and the pitch black room he was in disappears — suddenly there’s a flash of light, and luke is blinking furiously, eyes struggling to readjust.
it takes him a moment, but his vision starts clearing, little pieces of the space around him coming into focus.
his journal on the coffee table, alex’ kit pushed towards the back and reggie’s jacket draped over the couch — the studio just like they left it.
luke continues to scan the space, heartbeat starting to pick up when he sees no hints of julie anywhere — no piano, no coloured gel pens, no hair-clips nor plants.
did the voice make a mistake? was he back in 1995?
was he…never going to see julie again?
the panic rises while luke is rooted to the spot, unable to move.
what had he done? what was happening? why-
“luke?” he hears from the doorway- the voice of an angel.
he spins so fast he loses his footing, but barely has time to recuperate before a small mass of curly hair and blurry limbs come hurtling towards him, slamming into his body.
his arms reflexively come up, holding her in place and pulling her into him.
“julie,” he breathes out, his heart beating a mile a minute.
“you’re- you’re really here?” she chokes out, her slim arms tightening around his neck.
“i am,” he says, disbelief still evident in his voice. “i am.”
julie molina.
choosing julie meant choosing music — it was as obvious to luke as breathing.
she was music.
and luke knew that no matter what, he will always choose julie molina.
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missjoolee · 2 months
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Chapel of Love
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The barest hint of hot, dry air ruffled against the baby hairs on the back of her neck doing little relief. Long gone were the multi-layered stage outfits, having learned she needed something more breathable underneath the stagnant tent two days ago at the start of the music festival. Instead, she wore a poofy crop top with shorts, and she could feel Luke’s eyes roaming the revealed skin of her shoulders, midriff, and legs with each song they sang together. He'd been winding her up with each set.
Her hands grip the top of the mic stand as she leans into where the mic sits, holding herself in place where normally she would be dragging it over to share with Luke in this moment. But they are halfway through the seventh and final set and his eyes weren’t the only thing she could feel looming nearby. Just outside the Loud & Local tent sat the “Chapel of Love”. And the next lyrics were too close to vows that she might do something stupid if she got too close to him. Why had they written them this way, again?
They hadn’t seen the simple archway that signified the “chapel” when they had arrived to set up, the van being parked on the other side of the tent that held the stage that they would share with four other bands over the three day festival. And when they finally had a chance to roam the festival grounds, Reggie pulling them to the food truck selling fancy milkshakes, they saw it but didn’t know what it was. Even on the information board sporting a map, it was just a tiny innocuous dot.
It had been later on a water run that Alex and she saw a small gathering of people under it, two of them sealing their love with a kiss. Apparently, you could get married at this festival.
"Huh," Alex had said, taking a drink from his bottle and then resting his arm on her shoulder. "That's a decision." "I don't know. I think it's kind of sweet," she'd responded. A snort rang out from above her head. "Of course you would say that." She'd sent an accusatory glare up at him, dropping her shoulder so his arm would fall way. "What's that supposed to mean?"
She had known exactly what he meant though. Her eyes close against the crowd in front of her and drift open to her left, knowing exactly where Luke would be.
She can feel electricity thrum through her body as she begins the call and response moment.
"I've got a spark in me."
She can see the confusion on his face, but he smiles at her as the words slide out of him with ease.
"I've got a spark in me."
She closes her eyes against the assault of love intertwining with the electricity already coursing though her. In her mind, the simple archway looms above them. This is why she was fighting her entire being from going to him. It was too soon. Too impulsive.
"And you're a part of me."
She can't escape the feelings that have been building with each performance they've done this weekend. The euphoria of performing their music with the her best friends, and the man she loves, not caring that she shut her eyes in an attempt to block it out.
"And you're a part of me."
Luke's voice right next to her sends a shiver across her shoulders, her eyes jumping open to see he'd closed the distance to share a mic with her. Not letting her run from him, not realizing she wasn't running. She was trying to reign in some very impulsive thoughts. She can see the concern in his eyes behind the determination and can't help the smile that graces her face, softer than what is normally part of her stage persona.
"Now till eternity."
His response is accompanied by the smile he normally saves for her when they are in the studio. One that Alex and Reggie unfortunately have to put up with because it side tracks things often enough. "Now till eternity."
The mental reigns she's been wrestling are completely forgotten about. She's a goner. Their voices twine together like they have thousands of times before.
"Been so long and now I'm finally free."
The rest of the set goes off without a hitch. The adrenaline and dopamine high intoxicating. She feels Reggie's arm go around her shoulders as Luke's goes around her waist and she looks at all her band-mates with pride. This weekend was amazing and did a lot to promote them, even if they were competing for attention with signed bands that have been around a whole lot longer on two other stages. They take a group bow to the crowd before they disperse like the non-existent wind.
Luke's arm tightens and he leans down to her ear to be heard. "Everything okay?" His voice is raspy and a bit lower than normal from doing seven performances in three days.
Perfect. The word rings in her head, bolstering her onto her toes next to his ear so he can hear her response.
"Marry me." Her own voice rough, lower and more sultry than she expected.
He looks surprised as he processes her words, but not like they made him uncomfortable if that same smile he saves for her lighting up his face means anything.
"Yeah. Okay."
She grabs hold of the hand on her waist, interlacing their fingers as she heads for the exit of the tent with determination. He drags behind her a bit.
"You mean right now??"
The first flicker of doubt hits her. "Yes?"
He drops her hand and scrambles to get the guitar strap over his head. "Oh hell yeah."
Her smile is so big she can feel the ache in her cheeks but she doesn't care. He wants this as bad as she does.
A voice interrupts them. "Uh Julie? Luke? Where are you going? We have to pack up our stuff so Midnight Mayhem can go on."
Reggie looks confused, his thumb pointing over his shoulder off the back of the stage. Alex's looks suspicious. Julie can feel heat soar to her cheeks as she looks up at Luke's face and sees the eager giddiness there and then back at Alex. Yeah, that tracks.
"Sorry guys. Got a little distracted. Band meeting after we get everything packed up."
She pulls Luke back over to their gear to begin packing up. Squeezing his hand before dropping it to unplug her keyboard.
He looks at her with confusion. "Band meeting?"
"We'll need witnesses."
"Riiiiiight. Nice."
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IMAGINE THE PARALLELS WE COULD HAVE GOTTEN IF JATP HAD BEEN RENEWED
Sorry for yelling but like, the kitchen scene right??
Iconic, I know.
But imagine in s2 when the boys are ALIVE AGAIN and Julie goes down for her midnight pb&j and finds Luke looking in the fridge but this time he can actually eat!! And instead of walking through each other when Julie goes for the OJ they bump into each other and Luke reaches out to steady her and her hand lands on his bicep (iykyk) and it’s A WHOLE MOMENT of eye contact and skin on skin contact and MAYBE this is quite soon after The Hug™️ so there is a lot of Tension 👀
OH AND THEN the porch scene right??? Imagine a tense conversation, maybe a “what am I going to do about my parents? Should I tell them I’m alive again?” moment (because we love when things come full circle) and they meet on the porch afterwards for a little apology as is their way and we got an ACTUAL Hand Holding Moment™️ and Luke (the little shit) says “this really is an interesting little relationship you and I have” I would simply lose. my. mind.
Oh and don’t even get me STARTED on an Edge of Great parallel jfc I’m gonna have to go lie down 😫
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mac-lilly · 10 months
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Julie and the Plushies -- UPDATE!
Sorry to bother you guys again. But the accessories are completed. Julie got her microphone (including a Dahlia and Luke's birthday cake/muffin) and her necklace and glasses with a glittery butterfly.
Big thanks to @onlygenxhere @writerownstory @ginnyrules27 @phantomwriter95 @mouse-fantoms (please, I hope I didn't forget anybody) for their suggestions!! Hope you guys like how the mic turned out!
Also closeups:
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willexrights · 1 month
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Started this au a while ago, but here’s the official post !! Spider-man au where they’re ALL spiderpeople except 3 of them are dead :(
Here’s the reference sheets and some rules to the au !!
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Memes below the cut yippee !!
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mobumi · 5 months
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Smile!
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ghostlyboiii · 17 days
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is the jatp fandom being a little delusional right now? most likely....but i'm gonna rewatch the season in hopes of a second one anyway
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bbreaddog · 9 months
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Digital portrait of Alex from 2021 🥁🩷
#julie and the phantoms#jatp#jatp fan art#jatp art#alex mercer#owen joyner#owen patrick joyner#there are so many pieces i made that i just never posted on tumblr bc none of my stuff previously got any attention so i was very much like#‘guess I’ll only post my stuff on instagram ¯\_(ツ)_/¯’#but now that I’ve kind of ditched instagram I’m like. finally uploading all my shit here now#a big thing was the fucking SEARCH FUNCTION#which I’d turned off for privacy reasons re: google#but that also unfortunately means your posts don’t get seen anywhere unless ppl follow you#so. that’s why my art never got any attention#it’s bc i fucking took that away 😭#so I’ve turned that back on… makes me feel hm :/#like my posts are getting seen now which is good#but also the privacy part of it is ehhhh#i wish there was a way we could be unsearchable to third parties but still searchable on tumblr#alas. they go hand in hand#anyway… expect more of my art to appear some time in the near future#they will be mostly old pieces that I’ve posted on instagram before#i have no time nor the physical ability to really draw anything new rn#but for now pls enjoy these pieces i am very proud to finally share on tumblr :’)#oh this was also in collab with someone i no longer speak to so like. I don’t exactly feel comfortable saying that out loud on the post#so i won’t tag them here but the original collab is available on instagram if you know where to look#I know I’m not really making it easy rn but like the whole thing is actually worth the trouble of looking for it if you’re curious#I’m really glad we got to make that together#mine#i draw things
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princessmuk · 2 months
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@thereigning-lorelai this is my gift to you for the @jatpfebfanfest! I really hope you like it :)
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akapotatogirl · 9 days
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can you see me using everything to hold back? i guess this could be worse, walking out the door with your bags
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ericsariels · 5 months
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we go together like danny and sandy by jjskiaras on AO3
fandom: julie and the phantoms (2020), pairing: julie molina and luke patterson, rating: teen, word count: 11,166
“No problem.” Luke’s words were easy-going, but he approached her slowly. She jumped when his knuckles unexpectedly grazed the curve of her neck as he pulled the curtain of her curls to the side, doing his best to drape the springy curls over her left shoulder.
“Sorry.” His voice was gravelly as a soft chuckle passed his lips. “I know my fingers are rough, I always seem to misplace my guitar picks.”
“I know.” She pressed her lips together, guilty. She didn’t want to admit how many times she’d picked up his discarded guitar picks from the stage after a performance. “It’s okay.”
Julie shot Luke a shy smile in the mirror which he returned, his lips titling adorably to one side and his eyes shining. She was down so bad.
Or Luke and Julie go to a Halloween party as Danny and Sandy from Grease. And “You’re The One That I Want” makes a special appearance.
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