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𝗔𝗜𝗡'𝗧   𝗡𝗢𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗡𝗚    𝗤𝗨𝗜𝗧𝗘   𝗟𝗜𝗞𝗘      𝙇𝙄𝙑𝙄𝙉𝙂   𝙊𝙉   𝙏𝙃𝙀    𝙀𝘿𝙂𝙀 .

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private   julie and the phantoms   multi-muse,   SIDEBLOG TO PAHTTERSON,   written by  kitty.   non  mutuals  do  not  interact.   basic  rp  rules  /  etiquette  applies.    always accepting muse recommendations  /  open to creating affiliated ocs.     this  blog  is  dedicated  to  writing  against  and  helping  develop  your  jatp  muses!

muse  list,   updated  november 17th 2020.

robert “bobby” hidalgo.  /  primary 

caleb covington.  /  secondary  

april byrne  aka  1/2 of the hgc peacock twins.  /  primary

ray molina. /  secondary.

rose molina.  /  tertiary.

willie.  /  primary. 

jason navarro. / secondary.    (  affiliated with @kayndie.  )

daniel navarro  /  secondary.  (  affiliated with @kayndie.  )

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mermade​:

        there’s been a heavy static blanketing her mind all day. it’s silly, her mind tries to cruelly remind her, to be so sad, when they wouldn’t even be celebrating today together if he was still alive, but she can’t help it. of all days to mourn her ex-boyfriend, she should be allowed to do so on valentine’s day, shouldn’t she? the boy by her side eases the feeling just slightly, just having the comforting warmth of someone with her chipping away slightly at the suffocating weight sitting on her chest, but it only goes so far. he’s pitying her, she can tell, but bell doesn’t have the energy to be irritated by it. if she’s really being honest, it’s kind of sweet. bobby’s never been a warm and fuzzy person, even before their lives crashed and burned around them, and she knows him well enough to recognize this as him trying.

        ❛ it’s okay. ❜ she twists the silver ring around her finger as he speaks, the cool metal almost burning with each spin. ❛ we really don’t have to go out or anything. ❜ if anything, she’d honestly rather not. bell doesn’t know how much she likes bobby’s hiding away from the public, but if it means they have an excuse to stay inside and away from the hordes of happy couples filling up the streets, she’ll gladly accept it for tonight. she sighs, glancing up at him with a tired look in her eye. ❛ that sounds nice. ❜ this isn’t something they do, isn’t something that fits into the mess of a routine they’ve somehow ended up in, but bell finds herself shifting across the couch anyway, the buzzing in her mind too loud to give her movements a second thought. as she lays her head on his lap, her voice comes out softer than she expects it to.  ❛ you can pick the food, though, i’m okay with anything. ❜

      the irony of him being the one to comfort her like this isn’t lost on him .          back  when  sunset  curve  was  a  band  and  not  a  slow  -  healing  wound,    he  was  notorious  for  being  the    least     emotionally  inclined  of  them  all.        and  now  the  ex  -  girlfriend  of   mr.  heart  on  his  sleeve  is  using  his  lap  as  a  pillow,    obviously  nauseous  over  memories  she’ll  never  get  to  make  with  a  guy  that  isn’t  him.       for  once,   though,  there  isn’t  an  underlying  bitterness  to  his  demeanor.       chalk  it  up  to  the  fact  that  he’s  almost  face  -  to  -  face   with  a  reflection  of  grief  he’s  been  trying  not  to  feel.       the  whole    ALOOF  THING    isn’t  doing  bobby  any  favors  when  it  comes  to  moving  on.       he  won’t  talk  to  his  therapist,    he  won’t  talk  to  his  parents,   and  he  won’t  talk  to  bell.    but  he  will  bring  a  hand  down  to  rub  at  her  shoulder,   and  he  will  stroke  her  back  with  a  few  calloused  fingers,    and  that’s    pretty  good    considering  his  track  record.    

     ❛    —   the  closest  thing  is  this  little  mexican  mom  n’  pop  place.      the  quesadillas  are  good  though,  so,  not  the  worst  deal.      my  mom  knows  the  owners.      it  won’t  take  long.   ❜         despite  his   raving,    bobby  makes  no  move  to  stand  and  grab  the  phone.      something  about  bell  invading  his  personal  space     (  which is so welcome most of the time,  )    has  paralyzed  him.      there’s  this  gnawing  in  his  chest  that  feels  nothing  like  the  smoke  he’s  been  swallowing  to  quell  his  grief.      instead  it  feels  like,   dare  he  say  it,    butterflies.      bobby’s  always  hated  that  term,   but  it’s  how  keiki  and  isabelle  had  described  his  weird  behavior  when  he  first  realized  he  had  feelings  for  bell  all  that  time  ago    ;     back  when  things  were  normal.      tired  and  quiet  and  choking  back  things  he  doesn’t  quite  understand,    he  looks  down  at  her.         ❛   you  look  tired.        i’m  tired  too.  ❜

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THE FASHION OF JULIE AND THE PHANTOMS — PART TWO

willie, caleb, & the hollywood ghost club

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     he had doubts about calling her up .          even  though  he  didn’t  necessarily  believe  in  the  gimicky  nature  of  the  holiday,    bobby  couldn’t  deny  the  romantic  weight  attached  to  it.        he  and  bell  don’t  have  that  degree  of  seriousness  between  them.       it  was,   once  upon  a  time,   something  he’d  wanted,    something  he’d  coveted  from  luke,   but  doing  so  now  is  directly  disrespecting  the    DEAD.       but  now  that  they’re  sitting  side  by  side  on  the  couch,    bobby  knows  he  made  as  right  a  decision  as  he  could  within  the    wrong    that  is  their  relationship.       it’s  her  first  valentine’s  day  without  luke.       she  barely  got  to  celebrate  a  real  one  with  him  either,    so  being  with  someone    (  even  if  that  someone  is  him,  )    is  better  than  nothing.      

  ❛    —   i’d  say  we  could  go  out,   but  . . .     ❜         he’s  kind  of    DEAD   to  the  public  right  now.      no  one,   not  his  parents,   not  his  publicists,   no  one   wants  to  see  him  on  the  streets  right  now.      bobby  feels  a  shred  of  guilt.      if  he  could,    he    WOULD    take  her  out.      he  runs  a  hand  through  his  hair  and  shrugs.       ❛    uh,   i’ll  order  you  in  anything  you  want.       and  you  can   . . .   pick  a  movie,   maybe  ?       the  night’s  young.  ❜ 

@mermade  happy vday bitch (:

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NOW THAT ZO OFFICIALLY HAS MAY ONLINE...... MWAHAHAHAHA

[boingoalive1988]

if you ever feel safe please remember that im out there

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MERMADE :

        ❛ i can see why, ❜ she says, voice airy as her attention flickers between the boy in front of her and watching luke’s boundless energy from across the room. how he can look ready to do an entire new set after having just finished a gig, she’s pretty sure she’ll never know. they’ve only known each other a short while, but it’s already one of her favourite things about him. bell glances back to the boy in front of her, immediately recognizing him as another member of the band. luke had rapid-fire spun their names off a few times, but now that’s she’s actually faced with one of them, she’s realizing she totally didn’t absorb any of that information. thankfully, knowingly or not, he doesn’t let her flounder.

        ❛ bell. ❜ she nods at him, taking the shirt with a grateful smile. she can’t help her grin as she looks down at it, fingers brushing against the printed logo on the front. she’s not sure who did their design, but it’s really nice. her gaze flickers back up to bobby, and her smile widens as she folds the shirt up against her chest. ❛ thanks. and i will be, though i think i might have to mention that getting tickets might not be all that easy. that was a pretty huge crowd tonight. ❜   

   ❛    this is probably our last garage gig .    we’re playing   the double tap  next weekend.   ❜         and  this  time,   it  was  because  the  owner  of  the  club  had  asked  them  to  come  back   ;   not  because  they’d  waited  in  line  to  sign  the  open  mic  night  sheet.       telling  bell  this  could  be  taken  as  an  invite  if  she  really  wanted  it  to  be,    but  bobby  wasn’t  an  idiot.        he  saw  the  way  luke  was  looking  at  her  during  the  show  and  the  way  she  was  gazing  at  him,   almost  in  shock,   in  return.      and  inviting  a  girl  to  your  next  gig  was  a  rite  of  passage.       he’d  be  stepping  on  toes,   which  is  pretty  annoying  considering  the  fact  that  luke  isn’t  around  to  step  on  them  himself.      bobby  deliberates,    although  quite  casually  by  the  sight  of  his  hands  half  -  dug  into  his  pockets  and  his  face  rather  plain.      

    ❛    —   the  boys  are  excited  about  it.      and  yeah,   it’s  a  pretty  big  deal,   but  i  like  to  keep  them  humble.      that  way  the  fame  won’t  go  to  our  heads  later  on.   ❜        one  could  say  he’s  absolutely  full  of  shit,    just  simply  less  enthusiastic  about   . . .   most  things  compared  to  his  bandmates.      but  admitting  that  wouldn’t  be  very  flattering.       ❛   you  work  at  the  aquarium,   right  ?        doing  water  shows  or  something  ?      that’s  pretty  tight.  ❜  

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april is rarely ever seen out of one of her costumes / something deeply elaborate and adjacent to 20s fashion (much like how we never see caleb not dressed to the nines). this is mostly because she associates plainclothes (on her) with vulnerability.

she is very proud of her position at the ghost club and is very much still living in the 20s. she doesn’t care for modern fashion, doesn’t wander outside / too far from the hgc often, etc. being seen as glamaorous and “larger than live” gives her the boost she needs to keep her act up.

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kicks caleb right in the nards

im gonan kick YOU in the nards

[komca]

Caleb Covington | The Other Side of Hollywood

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BELL SAID:      you have sprinkles in your hair.       /      [  ACCEPTING.  ]        @mermade

   ❛   yeah ,   i kinda figured i would after you dumped one of the little bottles over my head .  ❜         though  bobby’s  tone  oozes  an  unhealthy  amount  of  sarcasm,   there’s  a  teaspoon  of  humor  in  the  slight  crease  of  of  his  cheek  as  he  fights  off  a  smile.      he  can’t  give  in  to  it  and  seem   amused   by  the  fact  that  his  aunt’s  kitchen  looks  like  it  was  just  hit  by  some  kind  of  holiday  hurricane.     if  this  wasn’t  cleaned  up  by  the  time  she  was  back  from  the  mall,   he  was  going  to  be  a  dead  man  and  everyone  else  involved  would  get  off  scot  -  free.     

  honestly,   bobby  isn’t  really  sure  how  some  simple  cookie  decorating  designed  to  keep  the  girls  from  going  haywire  escalated  into  a  full  on,  as  his  partner  -  in  -  crime  called  it,   “sprinkle  fight.”      it’s  not  like  bell  hasn’t  helped  him  babysit  isabelle  and  keiki  before.      in  fact,   she’s  the  one  he  calls  on  when  he  knows  he’s  gonna  need   effective   backup.     and  with  his  little  cousins  hopped  up  on  gumdrops  and  the  knowledge  that  santa     (  oh,  the innocence,  )     would  be  visiting  soon,   he  needed  all  the  help  he  could  get.      that  help  backfiring  to  this  extent  was  not  a  part  of  his  plan,   nor  were  the  sprinkles  raining  from  his  choppy  cut  every  time  he  dared  to  shake  his  head  in  disappointment  at  the  antics. 

       bell  seems  to  be  having  fun  though.      her  laugh  is  crystal  -  clear  as  she  points  out  his  misfortune,    the  little  empty  bottle  in  question  sat  on  the  table  beside  her.      bobby  attempts  to  keep  up  his  thoroughly  unamused  routine,   but  it  falters  slightly  as  she  absently  licks  some  cookie  icing  from  her  fingers.      after  that,   all  his  attention  is  on  his  broom  as  he  starts  to  sweep  up  some  of  the  mess.

   ❛    —   once  you’re  done  laughing  at  me,   i’d   really  appreciate  it   if  you  grabbed  a  washcloth  or  something  and  tried  to  make  the  table  less  sticky.       my  aunt  is  gonna  throw  a  fit.   ❜         at  least  her  kids  had  a  good  time.      bobby’s  babysat  for  years  now  and  doesn’t  think  he’s  ever  seen  isabelle  and  keiki  laugh  so  damn  hard.      bell’s  kept  her  smile  plastered  on  too.      it’s  enough  to  finally,   finally,  as  she  goes  to  help  clean,   coax  a  smirk  from  him.         ❛   i  literally  hate  you  so  much.   ❜  

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JULIE SAID:     i have wrapped like 200 presents and i am still not done.       /      [  ACCEPTING.  ]        @shinemade

 ❛   oh man ,   i can see that !     200 presents ,  all for your old dad  . . .  you really shouldn’t have ,  mija .  ❜         ray  laughs  from  behind  the  grocery  bags  he’s  carrying,   last  minute  christmas  dinner  shopping  finally  done.      after  surviving  the  melee  that  was  the  local  supermarket  parking  lot  a  few  days  before  the  25th,    all  he  really  wants  is  to  take  a  quick  breather.      however,   every  square  inch  of  the  kitchen’s  counter  and  table  space  has  been  taken  over  by  julie  and  her  couple  hundred  gifts.     he  sidesteps  a  roll  of  wrapping  paper  and  shakes  an  orange  chocolate  bar  out  of  one  of  the  bags  for  her  to  munch  on  while  she  continues.

        yes,  she  may  be  exaggerating  when  she  ventures  into  triple  -  digit  territory,   but  there  are  an  awful  lot  of  gifts  around  for  just   . . .   him,  carlos,  flynn,  and  victoria.      either  she’s  providing  for  their  entire  extended  molina  family,   or  she’s  suddenly  gotten  real  popular  at  school.      the  latter  option  isn’t   TOO   ridiculous  considering  the  success  of  her  hologram  band.    julie  has  a  big  heart,   after  all,   just  like  her  mother.

    ❛    —   here,  if  you  scoot  down  we  can  make  it  an  assembly  line  kinda  thing.    you  cut  the  paper  and  pass  me  stuff,    i’ll  wrap.   ❜         grocery  bags  are  left  on  the  floor  as  he  sits  down  in  the  space  made  for  him.      on  the  table  before  them  is  a  new  guitar  strap,   and  ray  furrows  his  brow,    a  curious  smile  creeping  across  his  face.         ❛   you  planning  to  ship  some  of  this  stuff   . . .   overseas  or  wherever  to  the  boys  ?      because  if  you  are,    i’m  heading  to  the  post  office  tomorrow.     i  can  drop  them  off  for  you.   ❜  

[roleplaymemeworld]

CHRISTMAS STARTERS

“Where has all the eggnog gone?”

“Do you want to decorate a ginger bread house with me?”

“The older I get, the more I understand the Grinch.”

“I bought matching Christmas pajamas for us!”

“I have wrapped like 200 presents and I am still not done.”

“I think the cat just ate some tinsel off the tree.”

“This is our first Christmas together and I want it to be special.”

“We can add a special ornament to the collection each year. This year’s is for our future baby.”

“Can you help me put the star on top of the tree?”

“What do you want for Christmas?”

“Is this an ugly Christmas sweater kind of party, or do I have to wear pants?”

“Everyone is drunk on rum and unwrapping the wrong presents.”

“If I have to bake one more cookie, I am going to scream.”

“You have sprinkles in your hair.”

“Did you know that candy canes don’t actually taste as magical as they look?”

“Let’s go for a walk and look at Christmas lights!”

“What did you get [ insert name ] for Christmas? I have no idea!”

“Is your family coming over for Christmas?”

“Can you help me set the table? The guests will be here soon.”

“It’s snowing on Christmas!”

“Can we make hot cocoa and watch a Christmas movie together?”

“Please hang up the stockings for the kids, so I can fill them.”

“Go ask mommy/daddy for a glass of milk for Santa.”

“You’re my best Christmas present this year.”

“I think the roast is burning in the oven and grandma is already drunk.”

“How about Christmas in a cabin in the mountains this year?”

“We should do a Secret Santa with the others!”

“TURN OFF THE RADIO, LAST CHRISTMAS IS PLAYING!”

“I’m Scrooge and I expect to be visited by a couple of ghosts tonight.”

“I’m glad we get to spend Christmas together this year.”

“No one should be alone on Christmas!”

[kindofvertigo-m]

@phantomtwirl @noterase

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anyway, here’s the link to “luke and reggie dance with twins”

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ik im getting SO ahead of myself all things considered but:  april’s downfall is going to come whenever caleb’s does.    after years of falling for his tricks  (since he found her and may when they were vulnerable, angry, freshly murdered and trying to seek revenge on their killer aka their old boss),   she really does think he sees her as a right hand,  as someone who is important.    and maybe she’s important as far as the flashiness of the club goes,  as far as loyalty goes,  but what may understands that april doesn’t is that caleb looks out for caleb first.    april, due to her own self importance, thinks she is the exception. 

and when may begins to waver once she realizes the impact this is all having on willie and alex’s relationship,  april is torn between a rock a hard place,  because if she covers for her  ...  caleb won’t be happy.    but april’s main weakness buried deep, deep, deep down inside her is her sister.    she loves may.   may is her other half.   but she isn’t a fan of may turning on caleb either,   and may’s attempts at dragging april back from the deep end are pretty futile.     but this weakness for her sister kind of uncovers all her anger,  all her other issues and insecurities that lead her to depending on caleb in the first place. 

so yeah............ shes a bad person.  shes a spiteful, vengeful ghost who has no issue helping caleb with whatever bastard activity he’s up to.  but she’s also got a potential (and a love of sad, deep-seated issues) only may can see.  and they most likely do not get a “happy ending” because of that. 

[cthylle]

ok yes i may be evil and morally corrupt but i’m also incredibly beautiful and i think that makes up for it honestly