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thedeathdeelers · 41 minutes ago
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I'm baaaaaack! 😁
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thedeathdeelers · an hour ago
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gif maker positivity meme  » day 2: friendship
@pattersonsluke my best bitch! a talented icon and legend. everything you make is absolutely stunning and i am always in awe of your icons and gifs. i love you so much!
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thedeathdeelers · 16 hours ago
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this is so funny
instagram just sent me a notification on my private insta account to tell me there’s an account on insta “who [i] might know,” an account i should follow
that account is my photography account
the one linked to my private account
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thedeathdeelers · 17 hours ago
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thedeathdeelers · 17 hours ago
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“i like your soul”
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thedeathdeelers · a day ago
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right so i’m picturing aged up juke, luke’s been human for a decade now
juke are happily married, have an adorable lil girl with julie’s gorgeous skin, curly dark brown hair, hazel eyes and a lil tooth gap
fun, wholesome little tidbits for you:
this lil girl thinks her mom’s name is mi amor because of how much her dad refers to her mom as such
she thinks it’s very normal to wake up to laughter ringing in her ears, as well as the sound of music always playing softly around the house
she thinks that it’s a common occurrence to have 3 godfathers, 2 godmothers and a god-dog (reggie insisted, julie and luke quickly gave up and relented)
she thinks it’s weird when her friends tell her that their parents do not, in fact, have nightly jam sessions with them, that then quickly turn into impromptu dance parties
her friends don’t have musical instruments placed in random places all over their houses???
they also have actual garages? not garages turned music studio?? it’s very weird and suspicious, she doesn’t like it
she thinks her dad’s job is only to love her mother (she hasn’t seen him do anything else - maybe serenade her with music? is that a job??? she’ll have to ask)
she sneaks downstairs one night, hoping she can grab some snacks before heading back to bed. but when she arrives downstairs she finds her parents, holding onto each other and swaying from side to side under the moonlight in the middle of the kitchen
her mom’s head is resting on her dad’s shoulder, her dad’s face hidden in her mom’s curls (ugh, how can he stand that?? she can barely stand having her own hair in her face, let alone someone else’s)
there’s no music, but she can just barely hear her dad’s voice as he sings quietly to her mom
she figures maybe she’ll just wait to come back down later to grab snacks, doesn’t want to get busted by her parents (turns out this is such a common occurrence that she’s not even phased by it)
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thedeathdeelers · a day ago
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5 minute sketch of Dad Luke and Juke Baby💕
I blame my Hollywood Ghost Club Discord fam. They enable me to draw whatever the hell I want. LOVE YOU GUYS. You’re seriously the best... LIKE SERIOUSLY.
Dad Luke is very dear to me.
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thedeathdeelers · a day ago
I just... I feel like I’m obligated to say this one (also was the first that came to mind for obvious reasons)
I got a spark in me
(I got a spark in me)
And you're a part of me
(And you're a part of me)
Now 'til eternity
(Now 'til eternity)
Been so long, and now we're finally free
(Also curious to see was your definition of “super short” drabble is)
Luke had always thought that love would be like a hot burst of fire; flames ravaging you from the inside out within seconds, only to quickly burn out leaving smoke and scars in its wake.
Powerful, intoxicating, but short lived.
Luke considered himself a passionate person. The relationship he had with music was the closest he’d ever been to being in love - the way it would leave him feeling scorched and alive one second, and then numb the next. Whether after a successful writing session, with his emotions splayed out onto his journal like the ashes of a phoenix, or after a blazing set performance in front of a wild roaring crowd, the lights burning out the minute it all came to an end, leaving him blinded.
He loved it. He lived for it. And he couldn’t get enough of it.
Or so he thought.
Because no matter what anyone told him about love, no matter what he could have read or heard about it - he never could have imagined it would be like this.
He watches Julie as she rounds the corner with her father, a vision in white. He could write sonnets, songs, novels about her beauty and this moment, but all he can think about as she starts walking down the aisle, his eyes transfixed on the angelic beauty walking towards him, is Julie Julie Julie. The background fades as her own eyes meet his, his vision blurring with tears that spring up out of nowhere. His smile stretches out so wide on his face he’s not entirely sure it will ever be able to go back to its normal state.
His love for Julie didn’t start as a hot flash of flames. It was calm and gentle, first taking him by surprise until it was suddenly the only thing that felt like home.
A slow burning fire licking at every inch of his body, spreading from his very core. And with every look she threw his way and every brush of her fingers, the intensity of the heat merely increased.
But it never hurt - only comforted.
She continues to glide down their makeshift aisle, friends and family on either side staring at his Julie as she got closer to the front of the room, Luke‘s eyes never wavering.
His newly resurrected heart beat in his chest to a rhythm that felt so familiar, so Julie, that he barely pays it any attention.
His palms hang on either side of his body, sweaty as they itch to reach out for her. He wipes them against his pants once in preparation for her hands to slip into his.
A spark was lit deep within him the minute he had landed in her mom’s studio all those years ago — a spark that simply grew and grew until it became this flame that burns and rages and crackles at the thought of her, forever reminding him of the love he feels for Julie and Julie only.
As she finally reaches his side, Ray handing her over to him, her fingers slot into place in his hands and Luke feels the fire rage within once more.
She looks up at him as he pulls her veil over her head, her eyes shimmering in a way that takes his breath away. He can hear someone talking, knows that he needs to tune in to that voice and focus, but all he can do is stare in awe at the girl standing before him.
Luke had always thought that love would be like a hot burst of fire; loud and intense, only to quickly burn out. But he was wrong.
Love is a spark that is set off deep inside, gently easing him into it as it makes its home within his heart, settling in, forever a part of him.
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thedeathdeelers · a day ago
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Guys I miss Julie and the phantoms.
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thedeathdeelers · a day ago
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Julie and the Phantoms + Troubled Birds
insp.
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thedeathdeelers · a day ago
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Just so we’re clear, I hate a lot of ships. There’s a lot of ships out there that I think are straight up awful, but you know what I do about it?
Nothing.
Because I’m an adult and I understand that the things that I like and approve of are different from the things that others like and approve of. I don’t make posts about how I don’t like a ship. I don’t send anon hate. I don’t seek out the content of the ship and leave negative responses on it, because it’s immature and accomplishes nothing.
If I’ve said it once, I’ve said it 1000 times. If you don’t like something, fine. If you go after the people that do, you’re the problem.
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thedeathdeelers · a day ago
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Flynn + the guys JULIE AND THE PHANTOMS APPRECIATION WEEK DAY SIX | PLAY IT ON REPEAT
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thedeathdeelers · a day ago
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y’all ever see a piece of fan content about your favorite character that is so horrifically different from what you personally believe and you just
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thedeathdeelers · 2 days ago
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hey so do we think the being tangible thing is permanent or like something they can turn off and on? because i am fully picturing luke walking through a door, getting distracted by julie or a song lyric and like, suddenly turning tangible and getting stuck in a door
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thedeathdeelers · 2 days ago
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hey so do we think the being tangible thing is permanent or like something they can turn off and on? because i am fully picturing luke walking through a door, getting distracted by julie or a song lyric and like, suddenly turning tangible and getting stuck in a door
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thedeathdeelers · 2 days ago
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2 prompts done in 2 days???? who am i
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thedeathdeelers · 2 days ago
I just... I feel like I’m obligated to say this one (also was the first that came to mind for obvious reasons)
I got a spark in me
(I got a spark in me)
And you're a part of me
(And you're a part of me)
Now 'til eternity
(Now 'til eternity)
Been so long, and now we're finally free
(Also curious to see was your definition of “super short” drabble is)
Luke had always thought that love would be like a hot burst of fire; flames ravaging you from the inside out within seconds, only to quickly burn out leaving smoke and scars in its wake.
Powerful, intoxicating, but short lived.
Luke considered himself a passionate person. The relationship he had with music was the closest he’d ever been to being in love - the way it would leave him feeling scorched and alive one second, and then numb the next. Whether after a successful writing session, with his emotions splayed out onto his journal like the ashes of a phoenix, or after a blazing set performance in front of a wild roaring crowd, the lights burning out the minute it all came to an end, leaving him blinded.
He loved it. He lived for it. And he couldn’t get enough of it.
Or so he thought.
Because no matter what anyone told him about love, no matter what he could have read or heard about it - he never could have imagined it would be like this.
He watches Julie as she rounds the corner with her father, a vision in white. He could write sonnets, songs, novels about her beauty and this moment, but all he can think about as she starts walking down the aisle, his eyes transfixed on the angelic beauty walking towards him, is Julie Julie Julie. The background fades as her own eyes meet his, his vision blurring with tears that spring up out of nowhere. His smile stretches out so wide on his face he’s not entirely sure it will ever be able to go back to its normal state.
His love for Julie didn’t start as a hot flash of flames. It was calm and gentle, first taking him by surprise until it was suddenly the only thing that felt like home.
A slow burning fire licking at every inch of his body, spreading from his very core. And with every look she threw his way and every brush of her fingers, the intensity of the heat merely increased.
But it never hurt - only comforted.
She continues to glide down their makeshift aisle, friends and family on either side staring at his Julie as she got closer to the front of the room, Luke‘s eyes never wavering.
His newly resurrected heart beat in his chest to a rhythm that felt so familiar, so Julie, that he barely pays it any attention.
His palms hang on either side of his body, sweaty as they itch to reach out for her. He wipes them against his pants once in preparation for her hands to slip into his.
A spark was lit deep within him the minute he had landed in her mom’s studio all those years ago — a spark that simply grew and grew until it became this flame that burns and rages and crackles at the thought of her, forever reminding him of the love he feels for Julie and Julie alone.
As she finally reaches his side, Ray handing her over to him, her fingers slot into place in his hands and Luke feels the fire rage within once more.
She looks up at him as he pulls her veil over her head, her eyes shimmering in a way that takes his breath away. He can hear someone talking, knows that he needs to tune in to that voice and focus, but all he can do is stare in awe at the girl standing before him.
Luke had always thought that love would be like a hot burst of fire; loud and intense, only to quickly burn out. But he was wrong.
Love is a spark that is set off deep inside, gently easing him into it as it makes its home within his heart, settling in, forever a part of him.
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