#juke day

[thedeathdeelers]

hi and welcome to your weekly juke check-in

did you know that

luke “i want that connection with everybody” patterson and julie “everybody” molina

now you do

happy juke jeudi!

[thatbitchmabel]

It’s not unexpected—for some reason, from Luke it was never going to be unexpected. His lips taste like oranges, and she recalls how he used to try and peel clementines in a ring without breaking the skin into bits.

From it always leads to you in my hometown by @willexmagic (must be logged into ao3 to read)

[missjoolee]

Chapel of Love

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The barest hint of hot, dry air ruffled against the baby hairs on the back of her neck doing little relief. Long gone were the multi-layered stage outfits, having learned she needed something more breathable underneath the stagnant tent two days ago at the start of the music festival. Instead, she wore a poofy crop top with shorts, and she could feel Luke’s eyes roaming the revealed skin of her shoulders, midriff, and legs with each song they sang together. He'd been winding her up with each set.

Her hands grip the top of the mic stand as she leans into where the mic sits, holding herself in place where normally she would be dragging it over to share with Luke in this moment. But they are halfway through the seventh and final set and his eyes weren’t the only thing she could feel looming nearby. Just outside the Loud & Local tent sat the “Chapel of Love”. And the next lyrics were too close to vows that she might do something stupid if she got too close to him. Why had they written them this way, again?

They hadn’t seen the simple archway that signified the “chapel” when they had arrived to set up, the van being parked on the other side of the tent that held the stage that they would share with four other bands over the three day festival. And when they finally had a chance to roam the festival grounds, Reggie pulling them to the food truck selling fancy milkshakes, they saw it but didn’t know what it was. Even on the information board sporting a map, it was just a tiny innocuous dot.

It had been later on a water run that Alex and she saw a small gathering of people under it, two of them sealing their love with a kiss. Apparently, you could get married at this festival.

"Huh," Alex had said, taking a drink from his bottle and then resting his arm on her shoulder. "That's a decision." "I don't know. I think it's kind of sweet," she'd responded. A snort rang out from above her head. "Of course you would say that." She'd sent an accusatory glare up at him, dropping her shoulder so his arm would fall way. "What's that supposed to mean?"

She had known exactly what he meant though. Her eyes close against the crowd in front of her and drift open to her left, knowing exactly where Luke would be.

She can feel electricity thrum through her body as she begins the call and response moment.

"I've got a spark in me."

She can see the confusion on his face, but he smiles at her as the words slide out of him with ease.

"I've got a spark in me."

She closes her eyes against the assault of love intertwining with the electricity already coursing though her. In her mind, the simple archway looms above them. This is why she was fighting her entire being from going to him. It was too soon. Too impulsive.

"And you're a part of me."

She can't escape the feelings that have been building with each performance they've done this weekend. The euphoria of performing their music with the her best friends, and the man she loves, not caring that she shut her eyes in an attempt to block it out.

"And you're a part of me."

Luke's voice right next to her sends a shiver across her shoulders, her eyes jumping open to see he'd closed the distance to share a mic with her. Not letting her run from him, not realizing she wasn't running. She was trying to reign in some very impulsive thoughts. She can see the concern in his eyes behind the determination and can't help the smile that graces her face, softer than what is normally part of her stage persona.

"Now till eternity."

His response is accompanied by the smile he normally saves for her when they are in the studio. One that Alex and Reggie unfortunately have to put up with because it side tracks things often enough. "Now till eternity."

The mental reigns she's been wrestling are completely forgotten about. She's a goner. Their voices twine together like they have thousands of times before.

"Been so long and now I'm finally free."

The rest of the set goes off without a hitch. The adrenaline and dopamine high intoxicating. She feels Reggie's arm go around her shoulders as Luke's goes around her waist and she looks at all her band-mates with pride. This weekend was amazing and did a lot to promote them, even if they were competing for attention with signed bands that have been around a whole lot longer on two other stages. They take a group bow to the crowd before they disperse like the non-existent wind.

Luke's arm tightens and he leans down to her ear to be heard. "Everything okay?" His voice is raspy and a bit lower than normal from doing seven performances in three days.

Perfect. The word rings in her head, bolstering her onto her toes next to his ear so he can hear her response.

"Marry me." Her own voice rough, lower and more sultry than she expected.

He looks surprised as he processes her words, but not like they made him uncomfortable if that same smile he saves for her lighting up his face means anything.

"Yeah. Okay."

She grabs hold of the hand on her waist, interlacing their fingers as she heads for the exit of the tent with determination. He drags behind her a bit.

"You mean right now??"

The first flicker of doubt hits her. "Yes?"

He drops her hand and scrambles to get the guitar strap over his head. "Oh hell yeah."

Her smile is so big she can feel the ache in her cheeks but she doesn't care. He wants this as bad as she does.

A voice interrupts them. "Uh Julie? Luke? Where are you going? We have to pack up our stuff so Midnight Mayhem can go on."

Reggie looks confused, his thumb pointing over his shoulder off the back of the stage. Alex's looks suspicious. Julie can feel heat soar to her cheeks as she looks up at Luke's face and sees the eager giddiness there and then back at Alex. Yeah, that tracks.

"Sorry guys. Got a little distracted. Band meeting after we get everything packed up."

She pulls Luke back over to their gear to begin packing up. Squeezing his hand before dropping it to unplug her keyboard.

He looks at her with confusion. "Band meeting?"

"We'll need witnesses."

"Riiiiiight. Nice."

[jukeboxtheatre]

Julie’s instagram: *a picture of luke*

Julie: My boyfriend. Thoughts?

Alex: And prayers 🙏

[happylikeasadsong]

i've been thinking a lot about these parallels

my newest obsession meets my longest one.

Luke's life was music. He didn't love anything else than that. Then he met Julie.

Carmy was the best chef at 21 and after his brother died, he wanted nothing more than fix Mike's restaurant so it could be a place ran by adults. Then he met Sydney.

just like sydcarmy, juke makes each other better:

my twinssss

so, yeah, i think a lot about them

and also about the fact that Luke brought music back to Julie's life and Carmy hires Sydney and inadvertently makes food good again for her. Both Luke and Carmy see their potential and do whatever it takes to bring it to surface. They're down BADDD

Syd's failed in the past, but Carmy sees the undeniable passion within her and harness her talent to do big things. So does Luke with Julie's talent.

bonusssss:

like, both of them fully turning around ready to follow their annoyed soulmates just tickles my heart in a different way, i guess

[pink-flame]

quote

[thereigning-lorelai]

the truth is finally breaking through two worlds collide when i'm with you

[mac-lilly]

Been rewatching a few episodes of Life with Derek today, and one episode gave me a Juke idea ...

Julie is a model student. Straight As, always on time, never forgets homework, answers bonus questions. And she is proud of that. But it got her the reputation of being a grind.

Luke, meanwhile, is just very ... Luke. Music comes first, school last. His grades are catastrophic, he's disruptive and barely paying attention in class. He's about to flunk another class, which he knows will cause another fight with his mom.

So when a group project is announced they both come up with plans.

Julie wants to get rid of her reputation by getting a bad grade. But there's only one person she knows that doesn't care about grades. Luke.

Luke needs a good grade to pass the class - preferably without actually putting in much effort so he can focus on music instead. And there's one person he knows who has never failed a single test. Julie.

Two very foolproof plans.

[ur-fav-is-a-killjoy]

Tower of Killjoys from Juke's Towers of Hell is a Killjoy!!

Requested by: @twig-gy

[onlygenxhere]

hahaha 37 + 32 is screaming pregnant julie & drunk luke

“Hey Alex,” Luke looked up at him as he sat down.

“Hey, how ya doing buddy?” he gave Luke a pat on the back.

Luke had been dancing pretty hard with everyone else when Alex had stepped out to take a breather from the chaos of the reception about thirty minutes ago.

Now he was slumped over their table looking red faced and sweaty drinking what must be a rum and coke.

“Isn’t Julie pretty?” He sighed into his drink looking toward the dance floor.

Alex followed Luke’s line of sight to see Julie and all their friends still laughing and dancing around Reggie and Carrie, currently leading the cha cha slide.

“Yes Luke,” He gave him another pat on the back before reaching for a bottle of water across the table and taking a long drink. “Julie is, and always has been, very pretty.”

“Yeah,” He nodded. “She’s so pretty it makes me want to punch myself.” Luke declared with a dreamy sigh as he took another long sip from his drink.

Alex grabbed him by the back of his shirt and pulled him up from his hunched over position to look at him. “Are you drunk?”

“Yes… very,” Luke blinked at him a few times. “What’s that got to do with anything?”

Alex open and closed his mouth a few times. “Okay…why would you think punching yourself was in any way a good idea?”

He turned around in his seat to face Alex. “I was thinking about that movie.”

Alex was gonna get whiplash from the apparent subject change but he knew drunk Luke had a point and would get there eventually, “I’m gonna need more than that Luke.”

“That movie with that guy who died,” He nodded at him expectantly.

Alex bit his lip trying to be patient with his best friend. “That narrows it down some but I’m gonna need a little more.”

“With the knights and the long.” He threw his arms out wide and wobbled a little in his chair. Alex grabbed his arm. “sticks… no, poles.”

He frowned racking his brain, movie with knights, poles, actor who died… “A Knight’s Tale?”

“Yes, yes!” Luke grinned and snapped his fingers pointing at him. “You know how he proves his love by loosing and takes all those hits?”

“Yeah…” Alex nodded not exactly the same thing as punching yourself in the face but he could see where drunk Luke might make a parallel. “Where are you going with this?”

“I was wondering if punching myself would prove my love to Julie?” Luke looked at him earnestly.

Alex had so many thoughts. The first was he wasn’t sure if he’d ever seen Luke this drunk, or more likely he’d never seen Luke this drunk when he was this sober.

The second was… what the fuck.

“Why would you think you need to prove your love to Julie?” Alex frowned at him.

This time it was Luke who opened and closed his mouth several times before speaking. “I can’t tell you, it’s a secret.”

Alex hummed, well that was interesting. As drunk as Luke was he could probably get it out of him, but it hardly seemed fair to use his best friend powers for evil. He knew Luke would tell him if he could, so it must be Julie’s secret.

He glanced over at the dance floor where she was and then back at Luke. “Well maybe you should ask your wife if she thinks you should punch yourself in the face.”

Luke narrowed his eyes as he stared at him obviously thinking hard. He could see the gears slowly turning in his mind and if this was a cartoon a literal light bulb would have popped on above his head when he remembered Julie and wife were the same person.

In his defense they’d been together for years but they’d only been husband and wife a few months.

“Yes! Thanks man!” He smacked Alex on the arm and turned to bellow toward the dance floor. “Julie!... Jules… Wife… Love of my life!!!”

Alex slapped his hand over Luke’s mouth. “Shit dude. I meant GO ask her.”

But Julie had heard him and came over to see what all the shouting was about. “Hey baby,” she ran a hand through his hair. “You doing ok?”

He looked up at her like she was an angel come to earth and leaned into her touch. “I love you so much.”

She gave Luke a wiry grin and glanced at Alex before turning back to her husband. “I love you too.”

“You are so amazing and you do so much for us.” He wrapped his arms around her waist and looked up at her with his chin on her stomach. “I was just wondering if I should prove my love to you by punching myself in the face?”

He kissed her belly.

OH!

Alex looked at Julie with wide eyes and she giggled and gave him an almost imperceptible nod before looking back down at her husband and shaking her head. “You know I didn’t realize when I told you to drink for me tonight you’d take it quite so literally.”

“My queen gave me a task.” He grinned up at her and then frowned. “Are you upset with me?”

“No baby,” She leaned over and kissed him on the forehead and Alex watched as Luke’s smile grew back on his face even bigger than before. “And you don’t need to prove your love to me.”

“I don’t?” he furrowed his eyebrows at her and glanced back at him. “That doesn’t seem right.”

“You show me you love me every day Luke.” Julie said pulling his attention back to her. She grabbed his hands from around her waist and stepped back.

“I do?” He stood up slowly and swayed slightly in front of her.

“You do.” She nodded as she pulled his hand up to her lips and kissed his knuckles. “I know what you can do for me right now though.”

“Anything for you Jules you know that.” He looked down at her so intently.  

“Take me to get some water?” she smiled up at him batting her eyelashes.

“I can do that.” He bounced on his heels as he looked around spotting the bar across the room.

Luke straightened up, stuck his elbow out for Julie to take, which she did, and proceeded to escort her across the room.

Alex watched them fondly as they walked away, thinking they were both very lucky to have each other and that the little secret Julie was carrying with them would be very lucky to have them too.

[mouse-fantoms]

I need a fic where Luke finds out about Julie's "daydream" during Perfect Harmony 😫😫 like he finds out that she was thinking about him and all I need them together so bad😭😭 f*ck netflix for cancelling it I'm still mad 😾

One fic that came to mind right away, (apologizes for the self promo💀) was my fic I wrote ages ago called Improvise it involves that concept here’s the summary,

Thinking she has a moment to herself, Julie plays a piano piece that's been in her head for ages. Luke would like to hear more but Julie is apprehensive since the piece she played is about him and her. However when the two are alone in her room, Julie knows that Luke is a very persistent boy and decides to show him the song called Perfect Harmony. He now knows the song’s existence. One could call it a confession even. The two cannot keep each other's eyes off of the other's lips. It becomes abundantly clear that something happened between them in her room when, during a rehearsal, Alex and Reggie notice the tension between their friends. Luke asks Reggie for help learning a song on the piano.

It was just the first that came to mind hopefully this was helpful!

[thedeathdeelers]

juke jeudi will be on halloween this year lads

something something julie and luke wear ‘ghost’ costumes (they throw on bedsheets over their heads with cutout eye holes) and go out on a date and nothing looks out of the ordinary cause it’s halloween

[makemerainbows]

Happy World Music Day! 🎶

@thewalrusandmeman

[missjoolee]

Always Come Take Me Down

The barest hint of a snore coming from where Julie's head is resting against his thigh is what alerts Luke that she's asleep and no longer working on lyrics. He'd been so in his own head, humming melodies and jotting them down, that it was more an afterthought sort of processing of the fact that she had been quiet for a bit now. He knows it happened, but couldn't say when. What is he supposed to do? Leave her be? Wake her up? If it were Alex or Reggie, he'd let them sleep if they had just come from home, but definitely would wake them up with a wet willy. That's not an option this time! Not when it's the girl you most definitely have feelings for. Feelings that are complicated by the fact you are dead and couldn't even touch until a few weeks ago. Oh god, he's starting to sweat. Can ghosts even sweat?

The pen in Julie's hand shifts as her grip relaxes and he realizes something he can do. Reaching over, trying his best not to jostle her, he grabs the notebook that is still propped up against the makeshift easel that is her legs. Gently prying it from under hand, he sets it on the arm of the couch on his other side. Julie shuffles for a second, her head moving into a more comfortable position. Suddenly, all of Luke's panic dissipates. How can he feel anything but lucky? He lightly brushes his fingers across her forehead, trailing along one of the many curls that currently frames her face. It reminds him of the phone cord from the kitchen phone back home. The 90s version of home. It was one of the many things not still there that he'd had to get used to when he'd started visiting his parents. How do people do it? Make phone calls without the cord to entangle their fingers in. Memories of calling all the clubs (both music and book) he could think of while winding the spiral cord around an index finger just barely too tight so that it started cutting of circulation. The realization that more loops fit around it now that he's had a growth spurt.

Shaking off the memories, his eyes focus back on the studio. Looking down, he finds that he's wrapped one of Julie's curls around his finger like the phone cord. It's softer than the weird plastic, but not as smooth. He slowly unwinds his finger, marveling that he can even do that. They still don't know what happened that night that allowed them to touch. But he was given a third chance. He'd told Julie that he'd only had one real regret in life. How he'd left things with his mom. And he hadn't lied that night, that he still had no regrets in this life. Afterlife. Whatever. It all feels the same at this point whenever he's with her. But he does know he wants to do better by her than he had at the beginning of their friendship. He wants her to know he'll always choose her. He won't bail on her and cause her to cry again. It's just not an option.

A melody drifts through his head with those thoughts and he can't help but quietly hum along as he fiddles with the ends of her hair. He was nine when the song originally came out. It wasn't exactly his scene, even at nine, but you couldn't just escape a top 40 hit in the 80s. It was everywhere. At the grocery store with his mom, on the radio, at the arcade, the bowling alley, and Reggie's house before his parents started fighting. But the more he hums, the more Luke realizes how apt the lyrics are. Everything he wants to tell Julie, promise her. It's all there in the lyrics of this song that feels only seven years old but is actually... crap. Thirty-three years old. Is this really their life?

The lyrics slip out of him in a soft lullaby as he continues gently brushing her hair away from her temples.

"We're no strangers to love You know the rules and so do I"

He pauses at the next lines. Asking for a full commitment in their current state is probably too much, even if he does think he could give her better than any other guy. Her friend Nick pops into his head. He's been coming by a lot since the Orpheum. No, that's not the point right now. The point is communicating how he feels about her. He skips those lines.

"I just wanna tell you how I'm feeling Gotta make you understand"

Here he puts all his intent into the words, pledging them to her. Never again will he be the reason she feels alone and abandoned.

"Never gonna give you up Never gonna let you down Never gonna run around and desert you Never gonna make you cry Never gonna say goodbye Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you"

Slender fingers latch onto his and Julie lets out a deep, content, sigh. Her eyes peek open and look up at him and he can't help the smile that shines down on her.

Her own voice is low and quiet with sleep when she asks, "Did you just rickroll me?"

Luke's smile turns to confusion.

"What's a rickroll?"

[phantom-curve]

Chapters: 6/8

Fandom: Julie and The Phantoms (TV 2020) Rating: Mature Relationships: Julie Molina/Luke Patterson Summary:

Julie doesn’t believe in fate. She believes in fact and logic and things that make sense. This does not make sense.

or

Luke accidentally calls in to a church prayer line. Julie happens to the be the one who answers his call.

a month+ later please accept this chapter as my apology for losing control of my life and posting schedule

[slav-every-day]