mac-lilly
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she/her - 30+ - german - cat mom - still obsessed with jatp - occasional posts about One Piece, Haikyuu!!, Food Wars + Rivers of London
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mac-lilly · 21 minutes ago
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mac-lilly · 2 hours ago
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And I just come to sayThat it won't go away
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mac-lilly · 1 day ago
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When I hear my favorite song I know that we belong, yeah You are the music in me It’s living in all of us And it’s brought us here because You are the music in me
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mac-lilly · 2 days ago
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Snippet(s) of the Sweet Home Alabama Juke AU that I will never write. Attention! Cheesiness incoming!
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“Julie, marry me!” Luke blurts out and holds out his hand. Julie’s eyes go huge as she sees the object resting in his palm. It’s a ring – made from cheap plastic, decorated with glitter, and as a centerpiece, it has a large purple butterfly. She is immediately mesmerized by its beauty.
Julie is seven years old, and she loves purple, and glitter, and butterflies.
“I won it at the arcade,” Luke explains proudly, chest puffing out as he speaks. “Spent all the money I got from the tooth fairy to get it.”
Luke’s entire face lights up. He’s beaming at her, his wide, toothy smile exposing his missing front tooth. Somehow, his smile is more radiant than the midday sun, and Julie realizes that there’s something she loves even more than purple butterflies with glitter.
However, when Julie neither replies nor accepts the ring, Luke's demeanor changes quickly and drastically. Disappointed, his smile wavers and his shoulders slump. He looks crestfallen, and Julie’s own heart shatters into a million pieces.
“Why?” Julie’s voice is small as she speaks up. But Luke hears her anyway. He perks up, renewed hope sparking up in his hazel eyes. There’s an awestruck look on his face that makes Julie incredibly giddy and slightly nervous. She clears her throat, repeating the question.
“Why do you want to marry me?”
Luke takes his time to reply. He blinks at her, surprised by her words. Then, all of a sudden, he flashes her a cheeky grin.
“That’s a silly question,” he says, bouncing on his heels as a buzz of energy and excitement reverberates through his body. Luke cannot stand still for long. And he’s always sincere. There’s a gleam in his eyes – a look of absolute determination. He is dead serious about it.
“Because you are music, Julie. And I will always be in love with music.”
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“Julie, please …”
Agony laces Luke’s voice, and he takes a step back. Then another. And another. He’s desperate to bring more distance between them. But Julie doesn’t let him go. He has to stay.
She reaches out, catching the sleeve of his old flannel. Her fingertips brush against the sensitive skin of his wrist, and Luke lets out a howl that makes him sound like a wounded animal. As if burned by her touch, he tries to twist out of her grip, but she keeps holding on. Clings to him because she can’t let him go. She can’t lose him again.
“Luke,” she says, tugging on his sleeve to catch his attention. But Luke doesn’t look her way. His eyes remain trained on the ground.
And Julie gets it. She really does. Within the span of a day, he’s lost both of his jobs, the rights to his music, and the love of his life. It is a lot to digest – even for a person as bullheaded as Luke Patterson. But maybe, Julie can give him one of these things back.
“Luke,” she tries again, putting all her feelings – all the love she feels for this man – into this single word. And finally, Luke stirs. Just a bit.
Slowly, he raises his eyes to meet her gaze, and what Julie sees there doesn’t surprise her but still shocks her to the core. There used to be a fire burning in his eyes. They used to be alight with passion and enthusiasm.
Now the flame is doused. All Julie can see is the pain she’s inflicted upon him; sees how eight years of heartbreak have taken its toll on him.
“What do you want, Julie?”
And Julie cannot help it. Laughter bursts out of her, and it borders on maniacal. Her reaction is inappropriate, and Julie does not miss the hurt expression crossing Luke’s face. But still, the irony amuses her.
There are plenty of questions Julie has no answer to. Questions about them, about their future. But also questions about herself. Hell, she has just ditched her fiancé hours before their wedding and quit her career as a successful solo artist to reconcile with her almost ex-husband.     
There sure is a lot to unpack, and time alone won’t fix them. They will require professional help if they want this relationship to work out. But that’s for later.
Right now, Julie has to answer a question. And it’s an easy one.
“You.”
Luke’s breath hitches, and a tremor runs through his body, making him shake. The look of heartbreak hasn’t disappeared from his face. But there’s a spark in his eyes that has just ignited, and it gives Julie hope.
“Why?” he croaks out. “Why do you want to be married to me?”
Julie smiles slowly.
“That’s a silly question,” she replies, and Luke’s eyes widen in recognition.
Julie tugs on his sleeve again, and this time, there’s no resistance. He moves closer, his hands coming to rest on her waist, his thumbs tentatively caressing her exposed skin, sending shivers down her spine, while Julie loops her arms around his neck. She pulls him down until his forehead touches hers.  
As she moves, Luke catches sight of the piece of jewelry she wears around her neck, and his breathing quickens. Twenty years haven’t been too kind to the cheap plastic ring. The glitter is long gone, and the butterfly’s wings are marred with scratches – scars inflicted upon it when Julie flung the ring at Luke’s head eight years ago. But it’s still there, patched up and treasured, and that’s all that matters.
“Because you are music, Luke. And I will always be in love with music.”
And the old ring is the last thing Luke sees before Julie draws him in for a kiss.  
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mac-lilly · 2 days ago
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Reblog if you HAVEN'T watched a single episode of Squid Game.
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mac-lilly · 2 days ago
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1.01 | 1.09
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mac-lilly · 2 days ago
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Wendell Bambleby is a RIDICULOUS name.
And it tells you EVERYTHING you need to know about Wendell Bambleby when you realize WENDELL BAMBLEBY named HIMSELF Wendell Bambleby.
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mac-lilly · 2 days ago
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Latest Sketch-a-Wish voted on by my lovely Patreon members for August! Inspired by Emily Wilde's Map of the Otherlands (Emily Wilde #2) by Heather Fawcett, featuring Emily and Wendell in some morning afterglow. I love how Emily is being indecisive about doing the traditional romantic things before Wendell wakes, but then he cuddles up with her anyway, deciding for her. Too cute. I kept his bedhead just for you, Em.
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mac-lilly · 3 days ago
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Owen Joyner as Alex Mercer Julie and the Phantoms - Wake Up
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mac-lilly · 4 days ago
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now 2 beanie baby dragons are crossing your dash together :3
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mac-lilly · 4 days ago
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They must have run out of time...They didn't cross over. They're gone. And I didn't even get to say goodbye.
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mac-lilly · 5 days ago
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RISE OF THE GUARDIANS (2012)
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mac-lilly · 6 days ago
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JULIE MOLINA & LUKE PATTERSON Julie and the Phantoms 1.06 
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mac-lilly · 6 days ago
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the workday/weekend ratio is so off. like ethically.
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mac-lilly · 6 days ago
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mac-lilly · 6 days ago
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I wish all my writers a happy new year. May all your stories finally be written, sentences be completed, emotions be evoked with beautifully crafted words, readers be moved to tears, the urge to create be satisfied.
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