#pink-flame

1. who is/are your comfort character(s)?

i think my biggest comfort character still, to this day, is lorelai gilmore. (hence the username.) she was there through my teenage years and through my university years and she feels like an old friend by now. also luke (patterson, not danes) because i just genuinely like this boy and his passion.

12. what kind of day is it?

it’s been a quiet day. we’re still on holiday but decided to stay home today. so lots of music and dancing and just playing with what seems like every toy this kid even owns. also enjoying it while it’s currently not unbearably hot outside!

31. what type of music keeps you grounded?

usually quieter songs, maybe even acoustic versions of my favourites. lifehouse comes to mind because they accompanied me through lots of stages of my life. always feels good to come back to my favourite musicians.

33. the last adventure you’ve been on?

wouldn’t call it an adventure but as i’m seriously afraid of heights it felt like one to me. we’ve been to a (former) lost place (it’s since been opened for visitors) and they’ve built a canopy pathway on the site. it was really cool and so, so beautiful.

thanks so much for sending this in, my dear. ❤️

2. Anything that you'd like to write but feel like you're unable to?

Ugh, yes, there is. I've always, ALWAYS wanted to write a Bones AU. The chemistry between Bones and Booth in the show simply screams Juke (or maybe even Flyginald, both would actually work), and the fact that my bestie and I are watching through it right now just makes it that much more tempting. However, I do NOT have enough of a grasp of the human body or the types of injuries it can sustain to write it the way I would want to. So, alas, that shall have to stay a lovely and fun dream in my head as I watch through the show!

9. Thoughts on cliffhangers.

Oo, nothing like a good cliffhanger as long as it's not happening to me!

Haha, in all seriousness, as long as they're done in a way that makes sense, they add to the story, and they're organic and not forced, as much as I hate them, I love them!

20. Do you work on a single project or many at the same time? How does that work for you?

Honestly, it depends. I try not to actively have more than two (MAXIMUM three) mulit-chapter works going on at once, but if the inspiration hits, I'll throw in a one-shot. I will, however, happily spiral about ALL the fics going on in my head with my gals at any point in time. It actually helps for when I get started because I can go back and find everything we've said and I can put it in a doc so I have somewhere to start!

Thanks a mill, these were fun!

9. What’s a fanwork that made you laugh?

This Luke gifset by @lilshitwayne has to be one of the funniest I’ve seen in this fandom. I absolutely adore it and everything it chooses to be.

This Incorrect JATP quote gifset by @pearlcaddy that actually manages to capture Alex and Reggie so, so well.

This Incorrect Jukebox quote drawing by @mini-yellow-oranges. It’s just such a Luke thing, I love it.

13. What is one of your favorite underrated parts of canon for [fandom]?

Oooh, that’s a hard one. Not necessarily underrated but I think the fact that Luke wrote music that later on helped another artist (who most likely didn’t even have the full emotional connection to the songs and therefore probably couldn’t convey the emotions quite like Luke would’ve when performing them) win awards and platinum records will never not mess me up.

16. Are there fanworks in [fandom] that you’ve revisited multiple times?

Lots. I love reblogging stuff multiple times and I have a few fics I reread pretty often (a lot of the things I reblogged and will still reblog today are among those).

25. What unique thing do you think you bring to [fandom]?

You’re really coming for the hard questions, Taryn. ♥ I think there’s nothing really unique about the things I’m doing but if I can single-handedly revive the love for graphics in this fandom than I can feel a little bit more accomplished.

☕️- favorite passage

me, not remembering anything i've written? more likely then you think! but it's maybe this from something i haven't posted yet😬

So Luke decided to hand over the rest of his heart to music. To make it a home between the strings of his guitar and leave pieces of it in the pages of his notebooks. Because maybe his mom was right, and one day someone would take the piece of his heart he’d given them and break it, but music would never do that to him. Music had only ever been his safe space.

👁- series or oneshots?

i think oneshots! because at least you know something is finished, but can always go back and add more to it if you wanted to!

💭- any ideas for a possible wip?

oh way too many😬 I'm trying to keep my wips down to just the royals au, the last few ff!luke one shots & this doctor juke au. And maybe if I can finish any of those i'll try and do a ff!luke christmas fic but who knows words are hard!

thanks for asking!

And now it was gone, possibly forever. She knew she was being silly, being this upset over a missing scrunchie. But she's worn it at every show since the band started, and it had begun to feel like a good luck charm of sorts and her mom (who had had her own in the form of an actual charm bracelet) had always told her to 'never doubt the power of a good luck charm'. So, yeah, maybe she was taking it a bit more serious than necessary, but she couldn't help it.

Now though, she let out a groan of frustration as she flopped back against the couch in the studio, just about ready to give up. It didn't seem to be anywhere, no matter how hard she looked. She had already searched every inch of her room, the bathroom, the living room, the guest bedroom, and now the studio. She didn't know where else it could be aside from the option she really didn't want to think about.

She heard footsteps approaching and looked to the doors of the studio to see Luke coming in, where he'd been in the house with the boys trying to look in any places she might have missed, and gave him the best attempt at a smile she could muster. "I'm sorry." She began, before he could say anything. "I know this whole thing is stupid and we're going to be late for the show and it doesn't really matter much and - " Luke cut her off by holding up a finger as he dropped down next to her on the couch, an arm going to wrap around her shoulders. "Okay, Jules, first of all, nothing that upsets you is ever stupid. Second of all, it's our show it's not exactly like they can go on without us. And third of all ... " He trailed off, pulling something out of his pocket and holding it out to her. Immediately, her eyes went wide and she took it from him, slipping it onto her wrist. "Oh my gosh! Where did you find it?" She asked, looking at it again as if to confirm it was really there, it had really been found. "Under Carlos' bed, no idea how it got there, but let me tell you, that kid really does not clean under there." His nose wrinkled briefly in disgust, but there was a light smile on his face. A smile of her own slowly came to Julie's face and she turned to face him, pressing a soft kiss to his cheek. "Thank you Luke, I can't even tell you how much this means to me." He covered one of her hands with his, thumb brushing over her knuckles lightly. "Anytime, boss, anytime."

Luke tried to tell himself to calm down, it was just a shirt and Julie had seen it on him, albeit briefly, before ... But the last time he'd been wearing it, it wasn't wrinkled to hell and back from being at the bottom of his dirty clothes hamper and didn't have a huge ketchup stain due to him 'putting way more condiments than necessary' (Alex's words, not his) on his burger at lunch.

He hadn't originally cared much to change, he didn't care about impressing anyone from their school, they'd all known him long enough to have formed their opinions by now ... But Julie was here and she was so pretty and now she was going to think he was some kind of disgusting slob.

Maybe ... maybe he could quickly sneak out the back door, run home and change, before she had time to see him. Maybe it would be okay. Maybe he wouldn't totally ruin the reputation with Julie he had so carefully built over the past couple months of her coming to their school. Maybe - He didn't have time to think any longer as suddenly he was colliding with a very familiar warm body, internally chastising himself for not paying more attention to where he had been going. Quickly, he jumped back, scanning over her for any injures, eyes wide and all thoughts of his shirt forgotten.

"Julie! Oh god, I'm so sorry, I didn't see you there, I should've been paying more attention to where I was walking, are you okay?" He asked, concern evident in his tone. Julie giggled, a sound that had quickly become one of his most favorites in the world, head tilting to the side slightly. "I'm fine Luke, you barely touched me. I think I'll live." She gave him a wink, though suddenly a few seconds later her own eyes were going wide as she looked him over. "Wait, oh my god! Is that a Rush shirt? That's so cool! Where did you get it?"

Luke almost laughed out loud at that, but instead just gave her a wide grin as he began to explain where he found it online and offered to buy her her own.

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

Just soulmates things.

Luke being instantly all "who the hell is that" in his mind is a lot and I support it.