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darkphoenix180 · 1 year
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Just a Julie and the Phantoms gif post. That is all.
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thetisming · 9 months
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jatp-obsession · 1 year
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The band after finding out they can be seen singing with Julie.
Reggie: Hey, are you okay
Alex: No, no, no, I’m fine, totally fine, fine, fine, fine, uh huh just fine, super fine.
Luke: You sure? ‘Cause you keep repeating your words, you’re pale and look like you’re about to pass out
Alex: Yeah you might have to catch me
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that90sghostband · 8 months
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Blame It On The Weather
Inspired by this prompt post.
Luke strummed idly on his guitar as he lay out on the couch. Alex was with Willie and Reggie was hanging out with Ray so it was just him and Julie in the studio. Julie was currently on the phone with Flynn so he was trying not to make too much noise, but boredom was starting to eat away at his brain making him restless. 
���Unfortunately it looks like it’s about to rain…yeah.” She gave a fake sounding laugh. “I won’t be able to make it today… what a shame right?” 
Luke glanced out of the window with a frown. It was a beautiful, bright, sunny day. There wasn’t even a hint of a wisp of a cloud in the sky. What was Julie talking about? 
“You got some sort of spider-sense for the weather now?” He asked the second Julie had hung up. “What?” She asked, sending him a confused look. He indicated towards the window. 
“It’s literally the perfect day out. There’s no way it’s gonna rain.” Julie immediately flushed scarlet. “You weren’t supposed to hear that.” She mumbled, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear. Luke frowned in confusion.
“All right look, I was supposed to be hanging out with Flynn today but I figured it had been so long since we spent any time together just the two of us and I see her all the time so…” 
Luke could feel the grin breaking out on his face despite how hard he was trying to play it cool. “Did you… did you blow Flynn off to hang out with me?” Julie’s blush only deepened. “What happened to chicks before dicks?” Julie gave a huff of annoyance. 
“No one even says that any more.” Luke snorted, not missing the deflection.
He carefully propped his guitar up against the arm of the couch before opening his arms up wide. “We can hang out any time Jules, just say the word.” She sent him a shy smile before settling next to him and cuddling in close. 
“Maybe don’t blow Flynn off too much though, she hates me enough as it is.” Julie chuckled softly. “She doesn’t hate you, she just thinks we’re a bad idea.” They both knew she was probably right, though neither of them were willing to voice it. Instead Luke just gave her his most cavalier grin. “I’ve always enjoyed defying the odds.” Julie rolled her eyes but smiled. 
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bat-myriam-love · 1 year
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Debería hacer más edits como este jajska
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floriograph-y · 2 years
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Close my eyes and feel my chest beating like thunder
This is the first part of a one-shot! You can the whole piece one AO3
Julie closes her eyes in the middle of her line, and Luke watches from the auditorium seats. It’s the Nunnery scene, and Ophelia is speaking in the moments between Hamlet’s (Luke’s) exit and King Claudius’s (Alex) and Polonius’s (Bobby’s) reentry. Julie is auditioning, though most of the parts were cast last week. Mrs. Harrison, high school English teacher and volunteer community theater director, was hellbent on finding the perfect Ophelia, and finally, Carrie (Queen Gertrude) convinced her on-again-off-again friend Julie to audition for the part. She promised Mrs. Harrison that Julie is amazing, and Luke didn’t miss the jealous roll of Carrie’s eyes as the words left her mouth. Luke is pretty sure Carrie wouldn’t have brought up Julie at all if Ophelia didn’t die before Queen Gertrude.
Based on the sparkle currently present in Mrs. Harrison’s eye, Julie has the part. At least, Luke hopes this is true. He’s never seen Julie so confident before, and she killed the small monologue. He can’t wait to see how she handles Act IV Scene V. 
Luke doesn’t know Julie Molina that well. He knows she’s friendly with Alex, his bandmate in Sunset Curve — or as Julie constantly miscalls them, Sunset Swerve — and that Reggie, one of his other bandmates, has a ginormous crush on Carrie. And they get thrown together every so often, only being a year apart at the local liberal arts college, but every time it’s almost just the two of them — Alex hurrying away from the conversation to meet his boyfriend or Reggie and Flynn sneaking off to pull a prank that Julie would disapprove of — Julie finds an excuse to leave. He thought for a while that she might hate him, but Alex says she just takes time to warm up to new people. Reggies says she’s just skittish. Bobby, the final member of Sunset Curve, thinks she’s just weird. Lately, Luke tends to take Bobby’s sullen opinions with a grain of salt.
Mrs. Harrison starts clapping as Julie finishes with, “To have seen what I have seen, see what I see!”
Luke, Alex, and Reggie — Guildenstern — clap along with her, while Carrie files her nails, Bobby slouches in his seat, Nick — Laertes — looks to be half-asleep — and Flynn — Rosencrantz, costume designer, and Julie’s best friend — just sits with her head in her hands and an amazed smile on her face. Once Flynn realizes the scene is over and she can stop fawning, she lets out a few loud cries of admiration.
“While I’m sure the part is yours, I’d like to try you out opposite Luke to see your chemistry. Have you read over act three scene two?” Mrs. Harrison asks.
Luke would call her Marci — her first name, and what everyone else calls her — but he grew up in the area and had her for tenth grade English. She’ll always be Mrs. Harrison to him. She’s the one who got him into community theater during high school, and he’s been participating on and off ever since.
He met Reggie and Alex in college, but he’s known Bobby since they were kids running around with blow-up guitars that were supposed to be pool floaties.
Alex met Carrie a little under a year ago, towards the end of last year, their junior year of college; she was a freshman and had just started dating Nick, a fellow freshman, and was rooming with Julie and Flynn, also fellow freshmen. Carrie latched on to the community theater right away, bringing Nick and Flynn along with her. This is the first time Luke has seen Julie anywhere near his old high school’s auditorium.
“Yes,” Julie answers in the quiet voice he has come to associate with her.
Luke is fascinated with how immediately the confidence fell away.
“Luke?” Mrs. Harrison gestures to the stage.
Luke grabs his copy of the script, jogs up to the stage, and jumps up instead of taking the stage, energy already taking over his body. He smiles at Julie, but she just stares at the floor, her booklet already turned to the correct scene.
“Julie,” Mrs. Harrison starts, “can you grab that chair from upstage? I’d like to see you two act it out physically as well.”
Julie looks behind her, walks to the chair, and drags it back to where Luke is standing. The chair squeaks against the stage floor that Julie can’t seem to look up from. She sits, eyes still downcast.
“We’ll take it from ‘Come hither, my dear Hamlet’ and end with, ‘Nay, ‘tis twice two months.’”
Luke nods. He sees Julie do the same, and moves to stand above her. She’s seated so her side is to the audience, this way Luke will never have to have his back to them.
Mrs. Harrison reads, “Come hither, my dear Hamlet, sit by me.”
“No, good mother,” Luke says to the audience before turning to Julie, “here’s metal more attractive.”
Luke gets down on his knees before he begins the next line, and as he speaks, he lets himself fall further, towards Julie’s feet as he looks at her face, a sly smile on his face. He asks, “Lady, shall I lie in your lap?”
The change in Julie’s demeanor is instantaneous. She goes from looking at the floor just next to Luke’s face to actually looking at Luke’s face, and her features soften as her confidence grows.
“No, my lord,” she responds with an even measure of indifference and irritation in her tone.
“I mean, my head upon your lap?” Luke rectifies as he lifts his head once more, moving toward her thighs.
Julie looks away from him, facing straight in front of her, but a hand lightly moves his head away. “Ay, my lord,” she says.
Luke rises, steps behind her chair, grabs the back, and turns the chair so it is now facing the audience. He drops his mouth to sit next to her ear, and asks in more of a drawl, “Do you think I meant country matters?”
Julie’s back straightens, but her gaze does not waver from the air in front of her.
“I think nothing, my lord.” Her words become slightly more laced with irritation.
Luke crouches next to her, as there are no more chairs on the stage, and faces the same direction she is. He lets a smirk play on his lips as he says, “That’s a fair thought to lie between maid’s legs.”
Julie’s head drops to check her script, but she keeps her gaze there as she asks, “What is, my lord?”
“Nothing,” he says quickly, raising his chin, keeping the smirk plastered on his face.
He sees Julie turn to face him in his peripheral, and he moves quickly to meet her gaze. She is unfazed by how close their faces are, but he is almost mesmerized by the intensity shining in her eyes. He gulps, waiting for her line, heart beating so loudly he thinks she can hear it, but she holds his gaze a moment too long, making him uncomfortable. He thinks this is the goal, and so he counters it by letting his eyes slowly move down and up, taking in every detail of her body beneath her nearly-sheer, white, anklet-length, spring dress.
“You are merry, my lord,” she says slowly once his eyes come back to hers.
“Who,” he draws out, once again meeting her in tempo and emotion, “I?”
“Ay, my lord,” she returns.
She raises a brow before returning her stare to the audience.
“Oh, God, your only jig-maker,” Luke says, still smiling, but then lets the smile fall. He looks away from Julie, once again following her gaze to the audience. “What should a man do but be merry? For, look you, how cheerfully my mother looks, and my father died within’s two hours.”
Julie, again, looks at him, he can see it, but he does not meet her gaze. He can’t see her face as clearly, but he knows she’s perfectly portraying an almost-hidden worry. She has to be.
“Nay, ‘tis twice two months, my lord.”
The scene is finally over, so he turns back to her, but she’s already looking at the stage floor, her face completely void of the confidence he was just facing. He knows Mrs. Harrison is going to cast her as Ophelia, and he is grateful. He thinks there’s so much more to Julie Molina than he previously thought. He wants nothing more than to stay on this stage and find it.
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pattersonsleeves · 2 years
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❥ 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 !!
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sol-emers · 1 year
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Just a cute one-shot, if you guys would like more pls request them <3
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Then Don't Go?
Summary: Carrie gets invited to go hang out with some of Dirty Candy at a club and she's searching for a reason not to go. Aka Carrie confusing tf out of Reggie for fifteen min.
Warnings: slight language, kissing?, maybe small argument, otherwise mostly fluff
Based off a tiktok I saw with this very situation- only I added my own ending:)
Reggie Peters x Carrie Wilson
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"Well, I want to go but- I just don't wanna put air in my tires." Carrie sighed disappointedly; adjusting herself on the carpet floor she had draped herself just prior to talking.
Reggie looked up from his bass that he'd been fiddling around with, eyebrows furrowed and a confused expression on his face. Carrie never put air in her own tires? She always got him or her dad to do it for her.
"Doll- I can put air in your tires for you?" he offered sounding confused on why she didn't just ask, but he also knew Carrie spoke girl and would only ask him to do things in code.
Carrie just huffed again, putting her manicured hand on her eyes before going, "No, no i- I just really actually don't want to go."
Reggie's response was immediate this time, not wanting his girlfriend to get stuck doing something she didn't want to do just for the sake of her friends.
"Then stay here? You don't gotta go-"
Carrie just groaned annoyed rolling over on the carpet and looked at the wall frustrated that he wasn't catching on.
"No I- but I need to go because everyone else is going and if I don't go I'll feel left out."
"Then go?" Reggie said putting down his bass and putting his attention on the rolling girl on the ground who was two minutes away from exploding from frustration over this.
"No! I don't want to!" Carrie was aware she was acting childish but her boyfriend just wasn't catching on.
She just wanted him to listen.
"Then don't go!?"
Reggie was now starting at her confused with his arms out- he couldn't get why she couldn't just make a decision when he kept giving her viable solutions to her problems.
"Ah!" Carrie groaned/yelled in frustration while Reggie continued trying to think of ways to solve this for her.
Which is something he knew he'd always do if she asked, but that wasn't the problem. The problem was he wasn't picking up that she didn't want solutions at all she just wanted him.
Reggie got up from his spot perched on the bed and walked towards the girl in pink slowly.
Sitting close to where her head lay on the ground. Adjusting her askew hair from her face and looking down at her face and her closed scrunched up eyes and just straight up asked her this time.
"What do you need me to do for you to feel okay with not going?" after every word he found himself leaning down to the ground and pecking her cheek, her head, nose, chin, till finally her lips.
Carrie sighed one last time, opening her eyes finally and looking to the boy she loves- "give me a good reason to stay?"
Reggie smiled, now that he had a straight up answer from her. Then moved to her shorts pocket where he knows her phone is and grabbed it.
Unlocking it without a problem, he went into her messages and into her Dirty Candy groupchat where he sent
(Hey everyone! This is Reggie letting u all know Carrie won't be able to make it tonight, I have a suprise stay in night set up for her so- maybe next time.
Once he was done he threw the phone behind him where it landed softly on the carpet.
He looked back down at the brown-eyed girl looking at him waiting for something.
"Sorry Care- you are officially busy tonight." he said standing up pulling Carrie up with him till they were both on their feet and he was leading them to the living room so he could start a movie.
"you have a hot date."
Once they reached the living room he ordered food, and some strawberry ice cream for dessert cause he knows Carrie is a sucker for anything strawberry.
Carrie put on her favorite TV show, 'Once Upon A Time' and snuggled into her baby pink couch blankets.
Once every thing was ready and on it's way (and Reggie had made popcorn with extra butter and cheese) he'd joined her on the couch and they had a impromptu date night.
Which was all she had wanted when she had originally walked into their bedroom and dramatically planted herself on their carpeted floor.
Much like the plants he keeps in the kitchen.
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Hope you all enjoyed this short one-shot. MERRY CHRISTMAS YA'LL JVVFGII
Lemme know what you all thought and if you'd like more pls request <3
- wren
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innytoes · 2 days
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🐝: What if Tomorrow Comes
What if Tomorrow Comes
Reggie knows he's a Sci-Fi Geek, and he's proud of it. Besides his encyclopedic Star Wars knowledge, he was also big into apocalypse movies. And books. And comics. It's why he was assigned his Little Brother, Carlos, through the programme.
So maybe he had a zombie apocalypse plan. And a Triffid apocalypse plan. And an alien invasion one, a nuclear disaster one, a Mutated Mole Rats one, an Asteroid Crashed Into The Moon And Pushed It Closer To Earth one...
He hadn't expected all those things to happen at the same time. But his first order of business: get Carlos safely back to his family.
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threephantomrey · 10 months
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idea: Sunset Swerve was also a real band in the JATP universe and people always kept getting them mixed up with Sunset Curve ever since the 90’s
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o-mellowy · 2 years
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✨Oddly Specific MTMTE/Lost Light Headcanons™✨
• Drift uses Cards Against Humanity cards for tarot because once when he got high with Rodders and they lost it in the vents pretending to play Among Us
• Rodimus has a fondness for cowboy hats. And cowboy movies. And cowboys. And wants to become a cowboy. And have a cowboy pardner. And kiss his cowboy pardner and ride off into the sunset with them.
• Brainstorm has one of those pillow pet star projectors (he's modified it to show like 200 different star systems)
• First Aid listens to J-pop and J-rock. Half of his playlist are anime openings
• Drift's favourite game is animal crossing and his favourite villiagers are Beu and Kabuki
• Ratchet's least favourite game is Operation because he gets frustrated asking questions like "why would he have a tiny horse lodged in his thigh?" And Drift would have to drag him away from the game as he's still yelling abt it. Ratchet was banned from Game Night temporarily after that.
• Brainstorm loves spiders. Perceptor however, does not. Especially when Brainstorm forgets to close the lid to the cage (which he insists is called an "enclosure") and they crawl on his scope when he's in his alt mode.
• Pharma likes black licorice. This is what made him turn. The evil was rooted in the licorice.
• Ultra Magnus keeps little souvenirs from each planet he visits- he has a shelf dedicated to it along with info cards about each souvenir.
• U.Mags also hates coffee. black tea drinker ftw
• Rung is an avid tea enjoyer also (he's a chamomile guy, shocker). Have anyone come to his office at late hours of the night he'll offer green, peppermint, chamomile, lavender, and hibiscus teas.
• It was actually Swerve who introduced him and Magnus to tea, and they often have little tea parties talking about whatever.
• Nautica, Rung, Nightbeat, Brainstorm, Velocity, and Skids all host a weekly game night at Swerve's. Usually it's just them but if anyone else joins it always ends in chaos.
• Uno is banned from Game Night, since it more often than not ends in cursing and punches. Things get competitive. Rodimus and Whirl were banned from Game Night because of this.
• Percy has an indoor garden of plants he created or modified accidentally. So now he has a carnivorous alien rose and an invisible cactus he doesn't know what to do with.
• Megatron has a mini self care garden in his office. His favourite is his lavender and he gives pouches of lavender leaves/flowers to those he cares about
• Rodimus and Swerve send eachother fanfiction for shows they've never watched before
• Swerve has movie nights in the bar playing human movies every Friday. Except for Jurassic Park got stuck in the player so it's only Jurassic Park forever
• Drift crochets but he only has orange and white yarn so they all look vagely like Ratchet
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that90sghostband · 1 year
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I made some art inspired by the fic I’m currently writing and I don’t totally hate it so have some Boggie beach cuddles I guess 🤷
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stargazermuse · 1 year
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Only I would rewatch JatP and suddenly get the urge to play my babies!
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raeathnos · 1 month
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#yall im having a wild time lately#Saturday was really good- grandma is doing better so I ended up going to the beach for the day after all#had a really good day; I saw a bald eagle and dolphins + found a huge whelk and the bay sunset was beautiful#had the ride home from hell tho#took twice as long to get back because road work + detours + google maps fuckery while trying to find a gas station#we also almost hit a deer and like I live in PA who hasn’t almost hit a deer#but I have never been so close#he leaped out in front of us on the highway and froze#my husband was driving and omg reaction time#he slammed the brakes and I was like there’s no way#either we’re hitting the deer or the car behind us is hitting us or both#we stopped just a couple feet away from it#luckiest deer alive- he snapped out of it and looked at my husband then looked at me and then ran off#shoutout to the car behind us too- they swerved and did not hit us#but yeah he was a big buck and def would have not only totaled my car but gone through the windshield on the passenger side where I was#we got very lucky and so did he#but now I’m sick and I feel like crap#which perfect timing because we have a huge visit tomorrow and the stockroom is a mess#i was dying today cause I gotta lift all the furniture and shit#I literally came home and passed out for five hours and I still feel like I could just go right back to sleep#also I had a video interview last week and they said they wanted to bring me in for an in person interview#and like it’s at a really good company and it pays well and has good benefits#but now I havent heard back#so like watch me get ghosted again 🙃#I emailed them today so hopefully I hear back but I’m not holding my breath#I need everything to not be so much for a bit#Saturday was good but now things are crazy again
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