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Very quick Juke sketch because all the JATP rumours got me back into it and now I’m hyper fixated on two cancelled Netflix ghost shows at the same time 🫠
I can’t bring myself to get my hopes up again so until it’s 100% confirmed I won’t be believing anything (it would be nice to be delusional though)!
Love and miss these two goofs!
#julie and the phantoms fanart#julie and the phantoms#jatp#jatp fanart#jukebox#juke#luke patterson#julie molina#sunset curve#art#fanart#if the rumours are true I will be flung into an emotional high I will never come down from#I miss my silly ghost band and their just as silly leader
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#luke patterson#julie and the phantoms#jatf#music#guitar#pop punk#rock and roll#punk music#fuck you netflix for cancelling this beautiful show#guitar spin#jamming#singer songwriter#2020#ghost#dead for 25 years#street dogs#missing#unsaid emily#edge of great#Charlie Gillespie#Madison Reyes#tv series#netflix series#sunset curve#band#bands
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MEDIC! Part 34 (Donald Malarkey x Fem!OC)
I'm running out of GIFs ahhhhhh!!
Based on the HBO show and the actors who portray the characters, not hate to anyone involved.
Tag list: @imusicaddict, @b00ks1ut , @mstiemountainhop, @awaterfalls anyone else please let me know.
We sat in the bar drinking and laughing. All of the nurses were giggling and gossiping over their drinks.
When we had arrived the rest of the nurses were already waiting for us. They had saved a cute booth in the back for us to all squish into. There were so many of us girls that we practically sat on top of each other, but no one seemed to mind.
I listened to all of their stories, hanging off every word, I missed talking to women. I forgot how much more in depth their tales were, we always got every piece of information we could about the topic, even if it didn’t have anything to do with the plot. Men only had the basics they could tell a story from start to finish, but they didn’t have the fine details.
The bar was crowded with other army personnel and members of the public. The record playing behind the bar was hard to hear over all the noise. We all had to lean in close, raising our voices to be heard over all the commotion.
Being a group of women, we were attracting attention. Men would come and go from the table, trying to sidle up to the girl who took their fancy, but there was never enough room for them to squeeze into the booth. So they took to pulling up chairs at the end of the table, basically trapping us in.
Unfortunately for me our group had been the last one to arrive, so I was stuck on the outer edge of the booth.
It was fine, I had mastered ignoring them and most of them wanted to talk to the other nurses, which I was thankful for.
I was almost sitting on top of poor Alice, who was the youngest nurse in the group. Her sweet round face and big doe eyes took in the world with wonder. She had told me this was her first time in a bar and that she had never drunk alcohol before. I watched in amusement as she took her first sips of a wine we had ordered her.
“Oh god!” She coughed, puckering her face with the sour drink. “It burns.”
We all giggled, as she blushed shyly.
“To Alice’s first sip!” I cheered, raising my glass, the rest of the nurses laughed and raised their glasses as we all clinked them together.
“How are you finding it?” I bumped her with my shoulder.
“The drink?” She asked, making a grimacing face. I laughed loudly at her naivety.
“No, I can tell by your face the opinion you have about the drink. I meant the pub. Are you liking it?”
“Yes, it’s very fun!” She replied in a chipper manner.
“A bit later we should dance.” I suggested, I watched her face light up as she nodded.
“I love dancing!” She sighed dreamily.
“Do you love dancing? Or dancing with someone in particular?” I questioned.
The blonde’s face blushed a deep shade of red as she dipped her head down.
“Could you tell?”
I laughed again. Alice was so sweet my teeth hurt.
“Yes, your big love heart eyes gave you away.” I teased.
“He said he would come tonight, but I haven’t seen him.” I watched her crane her neck over the crowd trying to spot him, but her lip caught between her teeth.
“I’m sure he’ll come.” I tried to reassure her.
I spoke to Alice most of the night, it was more difficult to speak to the rest of the girls due to the noise.
“When did you start working?” I asked, thinking she looked so young.
“A couple months ago, they were needing more nurses since they were so short, they said they would take anyone. So I applied.” I nodded my head listening to Alice speak.
“You’re very brave.” I told her, as she sent me a soft grin.
“No, you’re more brave than I. You work on the front, don’t you?” Alice asked, tilting her head.
“I did, not anymore. But I do have to tell you the scariest thing was how bad those men smelt.” I grinned as she threw her head back in fits of laughter.
“What’s happening?” I asked as the rest of the nurses made their way out of the booth.
“They cleared the dance floor!” Ruth cheered. “Come on!”
I smiled at Alice and we jumped up from our seats. We followed the rest of the group onto the floor. The men had been quick to action, swooping in and stealing all the nurses away to dance with them.
“Care to dance.” I extended my hand to Alice, putting on a masculine voice.
“Why of course, Sir.” She curtseyed while giggling at my silly antics.
Alice and I danced around the room in hysterics, we ignored the odd glances sent our way from the other patrons who were watching from the outskirts of the floor.
After a while a man tapped my shoulder and asked to cut in. I looked over to Alice as her eyes became large and blush rose to her cheeks. From the way she bit her lower lip nervously, I could tell it was the person she had spoken about earlier.
“You be good to her.” I warned, but still handed her over to the tall man.
I watched like a proud mother, as Alice and her guy swayed together. I enjoyed watching all of the nurses dancing with their men. Their knowledge of the different types of dances amazed me. With each new song they knew the exact dance that went with the tune. After a while of watching I made my way back to the booth, waiting for the girls to finally come back to the table.
“Hey, I know you! You’re Easy company’s medic.” I startled as the random man slumped down into the space next to me. I shifted uncomfortably in my seat, trying to discreetly scoot away but he had cornered me right into the back wall.
“I am one of them.” I said hesitantly. The man smelt of booze and slurred as he talked. Each time he spoke he lent agonisingly close, his hot breath wafting over my face.
“You must be tired.” The drunk man sent me a greasy smile.
“No, I have other medics who help me.” I informed the man, confused by his comment. I furrowed my brow trying to peek over his shoulder to see I could rally some assistance, or at least distraction.
“No,” He chuckled, “from being passed around.”
I stilled, turning my head slowly to see if I heard him correctly. He looked at me smugly, my stomach twisted.
“Excuse me?” My lip curled into a snarl, but the man was too drunk to notice.
“Won’t you let me have a turn?” He smiled at me, his hands wandered down the inside of my thighs. I gripped his wrists, trying to keep him from exploring any further.
“Fuck off!” I snapped, trying my best to escape the corner he had me tucked into. His back was facing toward the crowd, his whole body was covering mine. I’m sure I couldn’t even be seen from the position we were in.
“Aw, that's no way for a lady to talk. Come on, everyone else has had a ride.” The man licked his lips, I almost gagged. It was a split second decision, my head clouded by the wines I had drunk, I raised my hand. I knew it was a bad idea but my hand was already wound up behind my head.
I slapped him across his face, sending him cowering back.
“I said, fuck off!” I asserted, but my tone didn’t match my actions. My voice shook slightly as I came to terms with what I had done.
He looked at me in disbelief, clutching the cheek I just struck. My handprint left a red welt on his face.
I knew from the rage that spread across his features, I had fucked up.
I tried to scramble out the other side of the booth, but the only way to move was to scoot around the bend and then down the length of the rest of the bench.
Not even two scoots along, he had caught up to me. His arms longer than mine reached my limbs and dragged me back.
Pinning me to the back corner by my throat, the drunk man loomed over me. His nostrils flared as he glared down at me in disgust.
“You motherfucker.” He growled lowly in my face.
“No, but I did fuck your Dad.” I said mockingly. My drunk mind was taking more control than the sober me, who was in the back of my head yelling at me to scream for help.
The man guffawed in shock. He reeled his arm back ready to strike, just as he was about to swing his wrist was captured by a hand.
In a split second the man was gone. He was right in front of me, huffing down into my face, then in a blink of an eye he was being dragged out of the booth.
I sat for a moment in shock, not quite believing my eyes. I darted out of the booth, following behind the man who had my assailant by the scruff of the neck.
No one stood in the way of the pair as the soldier hauled the man through the crowd.
“Hey!” I called out after them, as I pushed my way through the onlookers.
I followed them outside, watching as the soldier threw the man onto the ground. The drunk rolled in the gravel before getting to his feet. Raising his fist in front of his face readying himself for a fight.
As I looked around I saw that a group had formed around the pair, my brows furrowed as I clocked familiar faces. Bull, Babe, George, it was all Easy men.
“What the-” I muttered under my breath before my attention was caught again.
The drunk man lunged forward sloppily, his fist swinging out wildly trying to hit his opponent. The man dodged his attack ducking to the side and moving past the man as he ran forwards.
He now stood facing me.
“Donald what the fuck!” I yelled in disbelief. I had no idea how I hadn’t noticed it was him this whole time.
Don looked over to me as I glared at him. The drunk man darted forward again, but Don wasn’t paying attention, he was too busy looking back at me.
I watched in horror as the man’s fist collided with Malarley’s face. He stumbled back clutching his cheek, before shaking his head and raising his own fists.
“No!” I marched forward getting ready to intervene in this stupid fight, but hands caught around my waist holding me back.
“Let go!” I struggled against the strong arms but their grip held firm.
“Just let him get in a good few hits, and then I’ll let you go.” Lieb whispered in my ear.
“No, I don’t need him to fight my battles for me. I was dealing with the situation.” I raised my voice loud so Don could hear me.
“Right like you were handling it! You were seconds from being hit in the face.” Don chimed in from across the gravel.
“Why do you even care?! You wanted space, remember?” I didn’t care who was listening. I was so angry all I could focus on was Malarkey.
“We can talk about that later.” Don said while dodging another attack from the man. His fist snapped out from his side, audibly crunching into the man’s nose.
The drunk man hollered in pain, collapsing into a heap on the floor. Bright red blood poured from his nose as he clutched it screaming out in agony. It was definitely broken.
Finally Lieb let me go. I stormed out of his arm right towards Don.
“What is wrong with you?” I shoved his chest, but he didn’t budge as he stared down at me.
I bent down to the man who was cradling his injured face covered in his own blood.
“Here let me help.” I offered my assistance. I reached out to move his hands away from his nose so I could see it better.
“Why are you helping him?” Don scoffed trying to pull me to my feet.
He was right, I have no idea why I was trying to help this man when not even five minutes ago he was groping my thighs and asking for a turn.
The drunk fended me off, “Like I want your help, you got me into this.” He growled at me as he got to his feet and trudged off.
I was about to raise my head and have another go at Don, but before I could say anything I was tugged away and steered back into the bar and towards the dance floor.
George twirled me round, placing his hand in mine and the other on my waist.
“Wooh, look at you. Even when you’re about to get beaten up, you still look good.” I stared at him in shock for a second before I laughed.
“What on earth are you doing?” I was baffled by the man as he grinned at me.
“Come on doll, let me give you a spin.” He twirled me again, disorientating me on purpose to distract me.
“I don’t know how to dance George!” I protested, trying to leave his arms.
“Oh, of course you do. Don’t lie to me! I literally saw you dance back in Hagenau.”
“Well I don’t know how to do this dance.” I gestured towards all of the couples who were doing the most elaborate dances with ease.
A Frank Sinatra song started playing over the record. George took me under my arm resting his hand on my back and holding our other hands together.
“What dance are we gonna do?” I asked nervously.
“The foxtrot.” George grinned at me, I gave him a scared look, but he just chuckled at me.
George patiently taught me the steps. After stepping on his toes multiple times, I finally got the dance.
We glided around the floor, looking like the other couples I was in awe of moments ago. I was able to actually look at George as we danced, not having to look at my feet anymore or think too hard about what they were doing.
“What’s up with you and Don?” He asked tentatively.
I sighed, shaking my head. “I don’t know, we had a fight, he said he wanted space and I guess I just spiralled from there.”
“Yeah, I brought you in for a dance cause it looked like you were about to bite each other’s heads off.” George laughed.
“Thank you, I needed the distraction. Also why are you all here anyway?” They hadn’t said anything about coming out tonight.
“We might have told Don how beautiful you looked and that if he didn’t come out here after you, you’d probably be swept off your feet by another man.” George replied quickly.
“Well you were right, someone did sweep me off my feet!”
“Who?!” George asked, looking around frantically.
“You, stupid.” I laughed, he sighed in relief, finally getting the joke and chuckling.
George dipped me down dramatically before bringing me up again. I giggled as he spun me round then pulled me back to him catching me before I smashed into his chest.
The songs slowed, as the couples around us swayed gently to the music. We stood still, stepping from one foot to the other swaying to the beat. A hand tapped on George’s shoulder as we whispered to each other. We looked over to find Malarkey smiling at us.
“Mind if I steal her away Luz?” Malarkey asked.
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Chapter 35
#does this count as fixing the situation#lmao i dont think so#im sorry i just love the drama#and ngl there is even more coming#holy shit im throwing curve balls left and right#whats gonna happen next#who freaking knows#not even me#emily lane#emarkey#medic#my oc#band of brothers#hbo war#donald malarkey#band of brothers fanfic#easy company#dick winters#joe toye#ronald speirs#lewis nixon#bill guarnere#you love me#deal with it
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Julie and the Phantoms: Choose your favorite song!
Listen to the songs below the cut!
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#Polls4you#polls4youjatp#polls4youjatp1round#Julie and the phantoms#sunset curve#dirty candy#jatp#Julie Molina#luke Patterson#reggie peters#alex mercer#carrie Wilson#Flynn jatp#caleb Covington#Madison reyes#Charlie Gillespie#Jeremy shada#owen joyner#savannah lee may#jadah marie#Cheyenne Jackson#jatp songs#this band is back#wake up#Youtube
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Curve, early 90s
scanned from 35mm slide
📸: Derek Ridgers
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Does anyone else think about this moment?
Like how Luke knows that Alex is stressed and anxious about crossing over, and heartbroken about saying goodbye to Willie.
And Luke also knows that dancing is one of the things that helps Alex relax and makes him happy.
But he doesn’t just tell him to dance because he knows that wouldn’t work, because Alex doesn’t like being told what to do and he really doesn’t like people taking care of him.
Instead he goes, “Alex! No dancing!” because he knows Alex will immediately dance just to spite him and he just want to see his friend be happy.
And the look on his face after, like he’s just so damn proud of himself, just for putting a smile on Alex’s face for a second.
And the way he nudges Reggie, like, “See, I told you so,” makes me think they planned this when they stepped away so Alex could say goodbye to Willie outside.
Anyway. Yeah. I think about it a normal and healthy amount.
#anyway#just luke being the best friend and wanting to take care of them#people are always saying how they weren’t that good of friends and probably wouldn’t have hung out without the band#and it’s like have you watched the show?#because they clearly know each other so well and care about each other so much#and yes there are moments when they don’t handle Alex’s anxiety well#but that doesn’t make them bad friends#friendship isn’t about being perfect#it’s about being there however you can be#and you can’t tell me they weren’t always there for each other#julie and the phantoms#jatp#luke patterson#alex mercer#reggie peters#sunset curve
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alex sends this to their gc one day and says Nothing Else just to watch everyones reaction
#luke is immediately like EXCUSE ME????? reggie makes a joke about how he knew he and alex were the best teo in the band#julie sends a sad face and alex is instantly like NO IM SORRY bobby just says I Hate You#julie and the phantoms#alex mercer#luke patterson#reggie peters#julie molina#bobby shaw#sunset curve#this could be sunset curve or jatp
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Just have to say that This Band is Back makes me so happy!! It’s SO CUTE!!! I can’t ever listen to it without uncontrollably giggling.
#julie and the phantoms#jatp#reggie peters#jeremy shada#sunset curve#this band is back#luke patterson#charlie gillespie#alex mercer#owen joyner#it’s too cute#i love it too much#got me giggling#they’re dorks your honor#it’s frickin adorable
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recently unarchived my 2009 Myspace era Hot Hot Hollywood music video and it's actually kinda silly and not as bad as i remembered it lmao
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#myspace#scene#emo scene#scenecore#scene kid#2000s scene#2000s scemo#hot hot hollywood#cbzl#2000s#frutiger metro#frutiger aero#electro punk#electropunk#msi#mindless self indulgence#msi band#hypercrush#hyper crush#family force 5#3oh!3#cobra starpship#crunkcore#lmfao#millionaires#brokencyde#breathe carolina#j bigga#dot dot curve#hollywood undead
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i feel like we don't talk about 'this band is back (Reggie's Jam)' enough.
how did it come about. was it a song they already had written, if so why. like, before they died they were at the 'peak of their careers'; why would they write a song about 'coming/being back' when they were still at the top.
this leads to my headcanon/theory:
they literally made it up on the spot. like they telepathically communicated the whole thing. because they were so in-tune with each other when they were alive that they could do that. it's why Luke looks to Alex and Reggie as much as he does. he's wanting to make sure they're picking up what he's putting down. i mean their instruments were so intrinsically part of them they could be summoned at will. so it stands to reason that they could do this with their thoughts/selves too.
the fact that it's parenthetically called 'Reggie's Jam' will always get me feeling some kind of way.
#someone please yell into the void about this with me#julie and the phantoms#sunset curve#this band is back#it's such an overlooked song#it doesn't get the love it deserves#because it's just kind of#shoved in with Dirty Candy's 'Wow' and#Julie performing 'Bright'#and i just need it to get more love than it does
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Mushy May - Day 5: Animals
Sadly I’m too busy to participate all the time, but here have a quick and messy sketch of Rain visiting his pet (?)
Big Thanks to @forlorn-crows for putting this together!
#the band ghost#ghost band#ghost bc#nameless ghouls#rain ghoul#mushy may 2024#have never drawn anything under water…it’s a learning curve and I’m definitely at the very start#I blinked and this happened#traditional sketch#I know it’s really ruff#I’m sorry
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No explanation is needed.
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Select Magazine January 1992 - Les Miserables (Shoegaze feature)
Featuring:
Lush
Chapterhouse
Swervedriver
Slowdive
Revolver
Spitfire
Curve
Boo Radleys
Catherine Wheel
My Bloody Valentine
Bleach
Cranes
Ride
Moose
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happy birthday to the prettiest boy :]
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Curve
#curve#indie#alternatif#noir blanc#noir et blanc#black white#black and white#black & white#noir & blanc#toni halliday#indie rock/electronic#crossover group#shoegaze#indie rock#indie music#indie pop#alternative rock#alternative music#alternative#Black and White#black & white#uk artist#90s#90s music#90s bands#90s alternative#90s alt rock#90s indie#nineties#1990s
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