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phantomcurves · 3 years
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I need to make more JATP memes. I’ve fallen down the K-Drama hole and I’ve managed to crawl back to humanity. BTW thanks for 1K followers!!!! 
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phantomcurves · 4 years
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Being a writer is writing 3,000 words at 4 in the morning and then not touching your work for a month
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phantomcurves · 4 years
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someone send me a list of amazing, must see, angst ridden, heart stomping, gut wrenching k-dramas on Netflix. My lonely ass tryna see something👀
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phantomcurves · 4 years
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If you’re interested in me writing some x reader fics for JATP, please like this or respond down below or in an ask or reblog. I’ve been considering writing for the show, but I don’t think many of my followers are into the show so I want to make sure people who are interested could find me through the tag before I try to write anything.
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phantomcurves · 4 years
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Okay so we all know dahlias are Julie’s mom’s favorite flowers right and the show is kinda hinting at signs and things like Flynn finding the sunset curve T-shirt in Julie’s mom’s trunk and Julie telling Luke to thank her for sending him to her and then the lady handing her a dahlia outside the orpheum when she was talking to her mom and needed strength to keep going when she thought she’d lost the boys so like
In the Finally Free episode during the scene at Luke’s house when he’s watching them eat the cake for his birthday...there’s that shot of Luke and his mom but then they go out of focus and instead the shot focuses in on a vase of flowers on the counter which are DAHLIAS!!!
There is something happening otherwise why was this necessary...I really do think Julie’s mom sent these boys to her like idk why they felt the need to do that if they weren’t tryna keep a theme of some kind or something Idk someone add on to this I feel like I haven’t seen anyone else mention this but it seems important!!
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phantomcurves · 4 years
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When (and yes, I do declare when) s2 is confirmed, we’ll know when filming will roughly begin because both Owen and Charlie will have to get the chop chop on their quarantine cuts ✨
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phantomcurves · 4 years
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— “we create the perfect harmony.”
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phantomcurves · 4 years
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Alright here’s a post on Julie Molina, because this fandom does not appreciate it’s leading woman of color enough. Julie Molina deals with loss and suffering as a major theme of the show. She didn’t touch a piano or sing a note for a year because of the death of her mom. Over the course of the series we see her relationships evolve with her father and brother as she opens up again, with Flynn and how friendships are important oin her life, and a friendship with the guys that helps her discover herself.
She’s an incredibly talented songwriter and has a powerful voice.
We talk about the boys too much and not Julie.
Julie Molina is a strong character. The show is about her growth and her becoming strong again. She went on stage at the Orpheum with the full intent to sing by herself for the people she loves.
Love and respect Julie Molina, give her the credit she deserves.
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phantomcurves · 4 years
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flynn headcanons
I love her, that’s the reason why
She met Julie and Carrie in kindergarten, because Flynn started a revolution about color-coding crayons; Carrie totally backed it up and Julie made a song for the movement
They instantly bonded because music and revolution
Flynn learned how to sound mix with Carrie and how to write songs with Julie (and Rose)
She has all of Halsey songs memorized
Flynn is the first one to download tiktok, she masters all the dances and receives all the attention (carrie is jealous)
She has Ray’s phone number memorized. for emergencies.
Flynn knows every single allergy Carrie has and every candy she hates and the recipe of her favorite foods
that means that she replaced all the normal chocolate Carrie received on Valentine’s Day for vegan ones
(she left one more)
(Carrie pretended she didn’t notice)
Flynn helps Luke to write a full-on album for Julie - and she’s pretty proud of it
(Luke is eternally grateful)
Flynn watched the entirety of On My Block in 2 days, and she scored Euphoria in less than a week
(she still managed to ace her geometry test anyway)
Reggie gets on her nerves every single day, especially when he has problems with his cellphone - “it’s exhausting ✨”
With time, she becomes fond of Reggie and she helps him comes to terms with his sexuality
(And, in some way, he helps her too)
Reggie is also the one who realizes that Carrie and Flynn like each other
(Flynn is too ashamed to deny it or confirm it)
(and Reggie completely gets it, because reasons)
After the whole mess that is the greatest ex-friends to enemies to lovers on this fandom…
Willex constantly invites Carrie and Flynn to double dates
Flynn gets really close to Willie and they bond because he has half of a brain cell and, in her situation, that’s practically gold
Also, Flynn starts to host seminars to teach the ghosts about human stuff, Julie is the co-founder and Willie helps in special occasions
(reggie is a regular in these lessons)
thats it
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phantomcurves · 4 years
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Reggie, in custody: I ain’t talking
Caleb, sharpening a knife: I have ways to make people talk
*cuts a piece of cake*
Reggie: Can I have some?
Caleb: Cake is for talkers
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phantomcurves · 4 years
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Alex: This may shock you, but not everybody here likes you
Reggie: Sounds ridiculous but go on
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phantomcurves · 4 years
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so, luke ran away from home in december of 1994 probably, just based on context clues, and died in late july of 1995. meaning, his parents had eight-ish months of putting up missing posters, and wondering if he was gonna come home, and sadly looking at his pictures, before finding out that he wasn’t ever coming back.
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phantomcurves · 4 years
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#The dance scene is reminiscent of 1987’s Dirty Dancingㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤㅤ #Kenny Ortega choreographed Dirty Dancing
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phantomcurves · 4 years
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Hocus Pocus (1993) // Julie & the Phantoms (2020—)
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phantomcurves · 4 years
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some angsty jatp headcannons
because if i have to think about them, you have to cry with me; it’s simply equality ✨😌😌✨
the phantoms can’t sleep. it’s a side effect of death they hadn’t anticipated - sleeping is for your physical body to rest and reload. no body = no sleep
at first it didn’t bother the boys, they did all the things 17 year olds wanna do when they have literally no limits, especially at night - they went to an 18+ rock concert, stayed up and watched the sun rise together, went to a bar, explored a strip club for like 5 minutes (they immediately realised that it was a lot mustier and more depressing than they’d hoped)
soon they just kind of resorted to the comfort of their, now julie’s, garage at night time
luke took his couch, reggie took the untouched vintage bathtub in the back, and alex took the attic
that’s when they realised how much they missed sleep
alex stared at the stars through the sunroof that was still attached to the garage roof - the small square in the ceiling that had made the attic feel as big as the sky above it and lulled him to sleep when he was alive, now only amplified his anxieties. 
the stars seemed to taunt him about everything that was taken from him - if felt so much stronger than it did when he was with julie, alex and reggie. 
it was all so invasive; how he didn’t get to go to college, or share a beer with his dad on his 21st birthday, or see his little sister graduate, or perform as headliners at a sold-out arena, or see the love in his parent’s eyes ease back when they looked at him, fully accepting him for who he was. he didn’t get to live a life that was fulfilling and complete - a life where he got to achieve his dreams and feel completely whole, completely happy. 
all of it seemed to add weight to his head and knock the air out of his lungs. he had to cling to his jeans to try and get his fingers to stop trembling. the fact that the crippling sadness he felt was the only thing that made him feel alive and real again made him want to smash a hole into his drums. 
it’s what he would’ve done if he was alive - but death had stolen when he could play from him too. so he just sucks it up and continues looking at the cloudless sky, tears falling from his eyes and hand gripping his still heart
luke was never one to do much thinking, and if he’s being honest, he still tries not to do it, his motto is always to take it easy and be rad enough to just chill and rock out 
but ever since he saw his parents again, he couldn’t stop playing the different ways he could’ve gone back home to them the night after the orpheum
he just wants to so desperately turn back time and replace the police sirens that his mom heard for the familiar reeling of his bike wheels and just see the relief set into his mom and dad’s face
he doesn’t talk about it to anyone, but the image of his mom ageing 30 years at the message of her dead son is something he can envision so well that it just haunts him now
every time there’s a quiet moment when he hangs out with the rest of the band, every time he closes his eyes, every time he strums the last note on his guitar - he can’t help but feel the weight he burdened his parents with
he tries to rationalise his death, tries to convince himself that death is unpredictable, unexacting and impatient, that there’s no way he could’ve known
but all he ends up feeling is the crashing guilt he’s been carrying with him for the last 25 years
reggie never really talked about his family that much other than joking about his parent’s failed marriage
but when it’s 3am and all he can hear is the grasshoppers and the swaying wind outside, he can’t help but think about his brothers and sisters
he hopes that his elder brothers stepped up and slept with his younger twin sisters when his parents were in a screaming match in the next room. he desperately hopes that in the past he couldn’t live through with them, his brothers played sinatra on their grandfather’s old beat-up vinyl that always lulled his sisters to sleep, muting the arguments he stayed up to when he was alive
he hoped that his brothers went to college and found love like they’d always joked about. he so desperately dreamed that they had kids and didn’t get too sad when they remembered how badly reggie had wanted little nephews and nieces, he prayed, to whatever deity or god that was watching over his family, that they were living happy and full-filling lives
and the last thing he hoped for was hidden away in the deepest and darkest part of his mind. a part of him couldn’t help but wish that the death of their child knocked some sense into his parents - to keep fighting, to keep hoping in themselves and their relationship - to see the best in themselves and their marriage that reggie had always seen
but really he knew better - his fantasies of a healed family was fractured in the truth that his death wasn’t as important or nearly enough to fix his broken family
so the three of them began to dread nightfall, tried to keep themselves as busy as they could to avoid the inevitable
but soon, they realised that ghosts had ghosts to deal with too
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phantomcurves · 4 years
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