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Dwelling on Dreams

@daniwithoutane

Dani, 20s. 🇨🇦. Was @/dwelling-on-dreams. @/daniwithoutane on Twitter and Ao3.

Another unfinished thought: 

The Lord of the Rings isn’t just a blend of narrative styles, it’s a melding of narrative paradigms. The Elves are in a tragic story; events that involve them are characterized by beauty and sorrow. The Men are in a heroic story; their elements are weakness and strength. The Hobbits are in a comic story and their elements are fear and comfort.

Further: Merry and Pippin, having spent most of their story with Men, get an ending in the heroic paradigm: triumph, coronation, social order restored and renewed. Sam gets the hobbit ending: marriage and homecoming. And Frodo just walks straight off into an Elvish story.

Oh I’m gonna be thinking about this for a while.

i think i just get frustrated because jatp/the show used juke to show us a pure healthy form of romantic love that doesn’t involve or need a physical aspect to it

it shows that with a good foundation of friendship and getting to know someone and really letting them in, a good solid relationship is possible

it shows us that words and actions are enough. that sometimes emotions speak louder than words especially when you are open and let the other person in — let them see right into your soul “the eyes are the window to your soul”

and it amplifies the importance of music in the show — which, at the core of it, is what it’s about.

music pushed the boys to follow their passion. music brought them back to life > to julie. music is what connected julie to the boys in the first place. music is what made julie’s bond with her mother so special. the lack of music is what made julie pull in to herself even more after her mother’s passing and music is what brought her back

and music is how julie and luke connect — the way the love between them grows and becomes this beautiful thing through their shared passion, through their combined efforts. pieces of their souls combining to create magic that helps them connect to people in a way either one managed to do as successfully without the other’s help.

and they get these moments all thanks to music

plus seeing the lead white boy falling head over heels in love for the lead WOC? him being secure about his feelings for her that he doesn’t even think twice about throwing heart eyes her way in front of a live audience? improvising their song just so he can make her look his way and make her smile while her entire school (and the internet) watches?

we need more of that, honestly. especially when there’s your stereotypical pretty white girl right there with her own girl band and interest in music

The most embarrassing thing In my life is whenever I see people and they ask what I’ve been up to . Literally nothing ever . Im like ohh you know this and that …. The usual ..

Today is one year since I started writing for Julie and the Phantoms. How did that happen?

I’ve said it before but I found this show and the friends I made through it at exactly the time I needed to and I’m super grateful for that.

I found my way back to writing, made some amazing friends and fell in love with a pair of SOULMATES.

All good things.

I can’t possibly tag everyone who has made this last year special but you know who you are. Thank you. 💜

To celebrate my one year anniversary and hitting 700 followers recently (high five to everyone who has decided to put up with my nonsense 😂) I have a few things planned to share this week as a little thank you. I hope you enjoy.

Up first is a We Found Wonderland missing moment. Enjoy! 💜💜💜

15 or 23 for the kiss prompts depending on what you’re in the mood to write 💜

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15. Soothing Kisses

Immediately this brought to mind my Life After Death verse, my post-canon, the boys are alive series.

"What if...what if they don't..." Luke trails off and Julie can feel the tension radiating off him. Even if she couldn't, the vise like grip he has on her hand, crushing her fingers between his much larger ones would be a dead give away.

Gently, she detangles her hand from his (he'd be devastated if he actually hurt her fingers and that she wouldn't be able to play piano would be the least of it) and then steps in front of him, reaching up to lay her palms against his cheeks. She guides his head down toward her, pressing a kiss against his forehead and then trailing her mouth to his temple, then to his cheek, feeling the tightly wound coils in his body relaxing under her soothing touch. Finally, her lips meet his, slow and gentle and easy.

"No what ifs," Julie whispers against his mouth. "They love you, Luke. Whatever happens after we walk through that door, remember that."

Luke takes a deep breath and she feels him exhale against her forehead, rustling her curls. She loves that, that she can feel his breath now that he's alive again. Just one more thing she never thought she'd be able to have.

"You ready?" she asks

"Now or never," he whispers, reaching around her and pressing his thumb into his parents' doorbell.

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"I love you, but you are such an idiot!" Julie hissed, eyes narrowed slightly as she leaned in to inspect Luke's injuries. "Why the hell would you punch him???"

“It’s literally my job, ouch…careful, careful,” Luke hissed, grimacing in pain as Julie pressed an ice pack to his swollen knuckles.

She rolled her eyes and shook her head as she pushed the ice pack more firmly against his quickly bruising skin.

“Your job is to protect me from threats to my life not to punch guys who call me names.”

Luke huffed out a displeased breath and she tried not to be overwhelmed with affection as she watched one of his little curls rise up then fall back against his forehead.

“I can do both,” He grumbled.

(Fits in my Juke bodyguard au back when he was actually still her bodyguard. In the real au she hadn’t said I love you yet but let’s go with it. I’m soft! 🥺)

Give me the first sentence of a fic and I’ll write the next five.

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Juke Fic Recs

Since this fandom has written an incredible amount of fic since JATP was released, we wanted to create a space where you can share the love for your favorite Juke fics and find some new fics to love.

So dig out those links to your favorite fics on AO3, Tumblr, FFN, Wattpad, and beyond! Fics, drabbles, podfics, and graphic-centric fics (like social media AUs) are all welcome. Our only two rules? Juke should be the primary pairing, and the fics you submit should have been written by someone other than you.

Send us all of your recommendations! Yes, all of them. We’re brand new—if you think every Juke shipper already knows about/has read your favorites, our archive doesn’t know about them yet. Love for fics isn’t a limited resource: spread it generously! If you’re on mobile, just be sure to check out our submission guidelines first.

And remember the golden rule of the JATP fandom: tell your friends!

We’ve expanded the list of tags we’re using on our blog to make it easier for readers to search through our archive and find exactly what they’re looking for! We’d love to fill those tags with more fics, so we’ll be highlighting a different tag every week and asking for some of your recommendations. You can still submit any Juke fics at any time; these are basically just prompts for some of the tags that we think need a little more love on our blog.

This week’s tag: Fake Relationship

What are your favorite Juke fake relationship fics from AO3, tumblr, FFN, Wattpad, and beyond?

Submit your recommendations here! If you’re on mobile, be sure to check our submission guidelines first!

i would like to publicly blame @mamirugbee and several others in the hgc for this

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julie’s sleeping, and their sweet girl is finally in his hands, and luke has never known love like this.

he sits in the chair next to julie’s bed as she sleeps, knees curled up to his chest, and drags his finger gently over their sleeping baby girl’s cheek where she’s resting on his thighs.

she wrinkles her nose at the contact, just like her mama, and luke laughs quietly to himself.

“you have any idea how loved you are?” he whispers quietly, running a fingertip over his daughter’s eyebrow. “you have any idea how much your mom and i wanted you?”

their daughter, their daughter, yawns and her eyes blearily open. her arms stretch in the blanket julie’s expertly swaddled her in, and luke runs his fingers through the soft curls on her head. 

“hi, beautiful,” he whispers, laughing softly. “you’re like your mom. waking up when you know i’m talking about you.”

julie huffs out a sleepy laugh from her bed. “don’t instill bad habits in her already.”

“i would never,” luke replies, glancing over at julie with a grin. he watches her eyes open, just like their daughter’s, and his heart beats triple time in his chest.

julie’s eyes are soft. tired. warm. “hi, honey.”

“hi,” luke answers, voice just as warm. holding their sweet girl up a little, he continues, “look who we made.”

“mm,” julie hums, her arms automatically reaching out for her. “gimme that sweet face.”

luke gets up, shifting their child into julie’s arms. he brushes a kiss against julie’s forehead and whispers, “you alright? pain okay?”

julie nods, looking up to meet luke’s eyes as their girl curls up happily against her chest. “yeah, i’m good. better than before. how long did i sleep?”

“you both got a couple hours,” luke says proudly, leaning against the bed and watching as julie expertly swings their daughter in her arms and starts to adjust the buttons on her hospital gown so she can feed their girl. “can i do anything to help?”

“just be here,” julie answers tiredly, leaning up and grinning when luke immediately bends down to meet her lips in a kiss.

“you got it, boss.”

he kisses her again, only pulling back when their daughter snuffles and breathes out a cry.

“the lungs on you, natalia rose,” julie tuts gently, sitting up in bed. “you sound like your dad when he’s crying about his guitar.”

“i’m offended.”

*pulls up to the fanfic drive-thru window* uh yeah, i’ll take a fake relationship with a side of mutual pining and thinking the other isn’t interested, thanks

#sure and if you can throw in an extra “sharing one bed” trope, that would be great.

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How much is it to supersize to smut?

So if you get smut and fluff from a drive thru where do you go for angst and dark?

That you order from the guy in the trenchcoat in the alley. “You want angst? I got angst”

*sticks my withered goblin paw out from under the bed* psst kid i got ‘they both think the other one is dead for like seven chapters’ 

Reader: “How much will that be?”

Author: “Just a comment. Please for the love of God leave a comment.”

“Do you take fanart?”

Author: soft crying… yea-yeah i take fanart. your change is everlasting love and friendship… is that okay?

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girl help i’m having creation ideas above my skill level

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girl help i'm having creation ideas above my motivation level

girl help I’m having creation ideas above my free time level

girl help I’m being called out by these 3 statements