juulieandthehimbos

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I am so enthusiastically obsessed with the idea of Julie and the phantoms s2, but I need them to understand that the best (only) way to do that is to pretend that the last 4 years didn't happen. no time jump, no recastings (if they can help it), no explanation on why Carlos was 9, but now he's 14, none. just simply pretend s2 came out right away. give me one. "Wow, you grew fast since dinner." "yea I ate my veggies," and then simply move on. it would be perfectly comedic and simply nothing would be better

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Might’ve found a new hyperfixation show in Julie and the Phantoms. Will report back tomorrow

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Edge of great drives me insane because of the guitar solo yeah sure and yeah it drives me insane because she’s ignoring him and you can see how much it is confusing his pour little soul sure but mostly it drives me insane because they did that. he did that. IN FRONT OF HER FATHER.

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IF I COULD TAKE US BACK!!!! IF I COULD JUST DO THAT!!!! AND WRITE IN EVERY EMPTY SPACE THE WORDS 'I LOVE YOU' IN REPLACE THEN MAYBE TIME WOULD NOT ERASE ME

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the queen b herself

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they really didn’t have to do all that

and yet they did

happy juke jeudi!

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We need shittable cities (actively maintained public restrooms).

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julie and luke: 😍🥰 reggie and alex: 👀😏😏

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bonus blurry reggie in the background:

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When Alex has nightmares Willie is there to help.

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the gray hair debacle

Relationship: Julie/Luke

Rating: T

Word Count: ~5k

Additional Tags: Future Fic, Post-Canon, Angst with a Happy Ending, Established Relationship, Attempted Break Up, Communication, Aging, Implied Julie/Luke/Reggie and Alex/Willie/Reggie But Like…Platonically, Crying

Luke lies down on the stage flat on his back, listening to the silence and imagining that he can hear a distant roar of a crowd. Orpheum audiences are always killer, practically bouncing off the walls with enthusiasm. They’ve played here several times over the years, but nothing will ever compare to when they were new ghosts and so damn scared they were about to lose their afterlife, lose Julie.

And now he’s back six years later and all those fears are coming true. Because they may not have flickered out of existence, but he’s still losing Julie. Maybe he was always losing Julie and just hadn’t realized it.

Or: Luke tries to break up with Julie but she (and Flynn) isn’t having it.

Read here @ AO3

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JATP Appreciation Month: Day 2 → Alex Mercer

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FEMA is doing an emergency alert test on all TVs, radios, and cell phones on October 4, 2023, at approximately 2:20pm ET.

If you live in the US and you have a phone you need to keep secret for any reason, make sure that it is turned off at this time.

Yes, I'm doing this months in advance, and yes, my blog has very little reach, but I figure better to post about it more than less.

Please reblog and add better tags than mine, I'm bad at tags.

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8/13

My friend needs food can she get $5 for something to eat?

$wowtings on cshap & vnmo & brionnawilloughby on pypl

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When you're reading fanfiction, do you ever just pause, let out a little strangled velociraptor sound, and then continue when you get to a line that just hits you some type of way, or is that just me

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an exhaustive list of things i love about “edge of great” pt. 1:

- it’s the only song from the season that julie and luke wrote together without any additional influences; pure, undiluted THEM

- the way this makes luke suggesting they use it for the performance a parallel gesture of conciliation to julie picking a sunset curve song for their eats & beats gig

- flynn’s intro!!! (luke patterson who? flynn nolastnameyet is the only hypeman i know here)

- the way the studio’s decked out for the occasion, specifically the pom-pom ‘julie and the phantoms’ on the outside of the door and the purple thunderbolt-lookin cutouts revealed on the inside that give me julie’s “stand tall” outfit vibes ‘n’ feels

- that it’s the only group number without a lengthy piano intro and how that speaks to where julie’s at in her evolving relationship with music. the intro for “bright” is fumbled and has to build her into her confidence, “flying solo” is - in a lot of ways - a conversation between julie and flynn and the intro eases them into that, and the “finally free” performance starts off with an indifferent crowd, one that could have easily put julie off with nerves, so she gets a little riff to collect herself. but by the time we get here, to “edge of great”, she doesn’t need the moment to steady herself she’s ready to dive right in. i say that’s my baby and i’m proud!!

- bein’ on brand with my luke + book club feels, but the way the lyric tripping on the now anthropomorphizes time delights me to no end

- on a related note, and like a rubber ball / we come bouncing back in all its simile glory is like. once he gets started using literary devices he can’t stop and he learned THAT in book club

- not to linger too long in the first verse but i come fully unhinged over the way the story it’s telling applies perfectly to both luke and julie. they’re both trying to overcome a hurdle that kept them from music, running from the past if you will, and are both coming to find they’ve got a second act inside of themselves

- the way the boys come in with such style

- this smug lil moment and how he’s clearly thinking about how their onstage fire is about to send the already hot hot hot performance up in flames

- just really love their smiles here

- aaand of course the follow-up ‘wait, what just happened?’

- the way luke does a fairly good job of recovering after this first dismissal. we get a shot of his disappointment, but by the time we cut wide he’s smiling and working the audience. and a few seconds later, right before he starts his verse, we see him back on his smugness about how hard they’re rocking the number

- julie’s WHOOPS face when they do make eye contact for the first time and how her turn away is so panicked as to be cartoonish. girl really thought she could get away with not acknowledging him the whole number and she did not come up with a contingency plan and now she’s floundering fLYNN HELP

- the way thinking about how this song is pure, undiluted THEIR’S enhances my enjoyment of how pouty mcpouterson he’s getting over julie being unwilling to perform it with him

- the way reggie saunters over to luke just be like ‘nothing going on between you and julie, huh’? before immediately walking away again. iconic of him.

- and speaking of reggie being iconic, his spirited stomping makes me giggle

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1 - coffee shop au for your most self-indulgent rare pair

"I've got a medium drip for Blaine!" Willie called, laying the drink on the counter. "And a grande nonfat mocha for Kurt!" He smiled at the very cute (and obviously together) guys that came up to fetch their drinks and Willie waved as they went off, hand in hand.

Looking at the clock though, Willie groaned. He knew he'd regret taking the double shift, but he had rent to pay and paints to buy, so the money was appreciated. He knew if he really wanted to he could ask Caleb for help, but he hadn't gotten that bad yet.

Maybe it was foolish, given Caleb was wealthy as Croesus, and more than happy to give his beloved foster song whatever he wanted. But he also was a self made man, and Willie wanted to prove he could do the same, make a mark for himself without it being because of Caleb's money or name.

Thus working at a coffee shop for shit hours while he got his Graphic Design degree, plus his Art minor. Maybe a useless degree to some, but he had already designed a few ads that kept his fridge stocked, and a job lined up for once he had his diploma next year. Giving him lots of time to work on his art, maybe even sell some of it.

All in all, Willie didn't have many complaints in his life.

Except perhaps that it didn't include any romance. Willie had been tragically single since he and Dante went kaput, and well seeing happy couples sit five feet away on dates and morning after drinks kind of stung.

Case in point, the super hot guys that just walked in. A blond in a pink hoodie with a honest to goodness fanny pack. The other with dark slicked back hair and in a leather jacket. They contrasted beautifully and the sappy looks they gave each other made Willie ache.

But he threw on his customer service smile, and greeted them. "Hey there, what can I get for you?"

"I'll have a large iced chai tea latte," the leather jacket wearing one said.

"Oat milk cappuccino please," the blond replied.

"Lex you know you'll be wired all night if you drink that now."

"Well Reginald, if I don't I'm gonna fall asleep at my drumset tonight. So caffiene me up."

"You guys in a band?" Willie asked, giving them their total.

"Yeah, Sunset Curve," Reginald said, shooting him finger guns. "Tell your friends!"

"We're playing the Satellite tonight," Lex said. "You should come check us out."

Willie's smile faded at that. "Aw man, if I didn't have to open tomorrow I totally would. I've heard of you guys, you're really good."

"Thanks, I'm Reggie by the way. This is Alex."

"Willie." Then he blushed as Alex shoved their change and a few extra bills into the tip jar.

"Well we go on at nine, so if you wanna come even just for an hour, we'd love to have you there," Alex said.

"I'll get them to set a ticket out for you if you want," Reggie offered.

"Why would you do that?" Willie asked. "You don't know me."

Reggie blushed and shrugged. "Always was a sucker for a pretty face, plus we always try to do right by our fans."

"You think I'm cute?" Willie asked with a smirk, sitting his chin on his palms. "Well neither of you are hard on the eyes either."

"T-thanks," Alex stuttered, turning the softest pink, rivalling his hoodie.

Sure Willie knew that they might only be complimenting him for a one night tumble with a third, but hey, he wouldn't exactly turn the chance down. It wasn't an epic romance, but it was more than he'd been offered lately.

Plus he didn't think he'd kick either of them outta bed given the chance.

"Ahem, your drinks are ready," Fuego called from down the counter, rolling his eyes at them.

Alex and Reggie both grinned, still flushed, and they took their drinks, but neither of them rushed to leave, almost reluctant to say goodbye to Willie. But then Alex got a text that made his face screw up and he muttered that they had to get to sound check.

"I'll try to make it tonight," he promised.

"Hope you do!" Reggie exclaimed.

"See you tonight Willie!" Alex called, yanking Reggie out and into the street, Willie watching them go.

He got back to work, restocking and cleaning between each lull, wondering if he could squeeze in a nap after work. Only then, firtune smiled on him and Mabel came in, asking if he would switch shifts with her tomorrow, meaning he would work the closing shift, letting him stay out late, and even sleep in the next day.

He was pretty quick to agree to the change, and took his share of the tips before flying home. He found he was too amped for a nap, but he managed to wash the worst of the coffee stink off himself and picked out his cutest crop top and snazziest socks.

And given the hungry, predatory looks that Alex and Reggie gave him as they spotted him from the stage? Well he figured he chose well.

And the next morning, when they woke him up with kisses and coffee from his cupboards? He knew he did.

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Everyone should read their own fanfics recreationally tbh this shit fucking rules. It's like the author knows exactly what I like.