#phoebe bridgers x reader

[st4r1light]

( - by request - )

- Your camera roll if you were dating phoebe bridgers 🩻

[outofmydepthatapublicbeach]

Maybe like a fic where you and Julien like agreed to keep it casual but like both of you want it to mean more

jj chats: hi love!!! this one took me a while and i apoligize!! i just couldn't think of a good way to write it but i think i figured it out!!

warnings: RPF, use of y/n, reader is a musician/famous, kissing, pet names

feedback is encouraged and i'd love to get some just please be kind!!!

You’re sitting around Lucy’s round dinner table, plates dirty but yet to be cleaned up. The table is filled with friends, clockwise it goes: Lucy, Naomi, you, Katie, Jo, Phoebe, and Julien. Across you was Julien, who was sipping on her lemonade. Your eyes couldn’t help but linger on her, even when she wasn’t speaking. You knew it was wrong, she wasn’t yours, you weren’t hers. But your heart was confused, and you always did want what you couldn’t have.

The conversation around you was lively, you could distinctly hear Phoebe’s howls over a joke Katie told. But you honestly couldn’t be bothered to listen. Your mind replays a moment you and Julien shared earlier in the day.

It had been early, the clock read 6:00 A.M. as you turned to the left side of the bed. Face to face with the woman who kept your heart pumping. You smiled at her as she lifted a hand to your face. You felt sparks fly as her gentle fingers brushed over your cheek. “Good morning darling,” she spoke, hand moving across your waist, pulling your body into hers.

“‘Morning Jules,” you yawned. “How’d you sleep?”

She smiled lazily, rubbing circles onto your hips “Good, especially since you were here.”

Her comment struck you wrong, reminded you that this was all a charade, that it meant nothing to her (or so you thought) “Don’t.”

Julien furrowed her brow, “Don’t what?”

You started to pull from her “Jules c’mon! Don’t say stuff like that!”

“What do you mean?”

You sighed frustratedly, “Like couplely stuff!” You threw your hands in the air, then fell back down to the bed with a slap, “We’re not together, you make that abundantly clear when we’re with our friends!” Julien’s face dropped at that, your words hurt for a reason you didn’t know yet.

“(Y/N) wait!” Julien went to grab your arms as you slid out of bed.

“Julien, please don’t. Just let me leave. It's nice until morning right?” You sigh, tired of this constant pain of never being feeling like you were enough.

You began to get up to collect your things and leave while Julien did nothing to stop you. You walked to where your jacket sat on the back of a chair, and pulled on your Converse. You located your phone and key. You were ready to walk out the door until you heard your name.

You turned around to spot Julien making her way to you. “Wait, just a minute, please?” Her eyes pleading. You gave in, just standing in her presence waiting for her to do something- do anything. You had spent months waiting for her to do something, something to convince you that these feelings you held for her were okay, that maybe they could be reciprocated.

Julien simply stood, staring into your eyes, as if taking in every engravement in your irises, surely she had to have seen the way your pupils dilated around her? How your cheeks flushed at the mention of her name. She leaned in, hand on your cheek and pulled you in for a kiss. It left you breathless and when you pulled away you immediately left.

Your mind was warped with questions.

Your mind was full of questions, memories of Julien’s hands on you, the way her lips felt-

You finally came back to reality after you felt Phoebe kicking your leg under the table. “Earth to (Y/N)?”

You shook your head, turning to face the platinum blond “Hmm?”

“Thought we lost you there for a few minutes,” Phoebe playful punched your shoulder. As you glanced around the table you realized everyone was staring at you. Your cheeks flushed as you grabbed your drink, sticking the straw in your mouth and chewing slightly. You noticed Julien staring at you, her eyebrow turned upwards.

“What were you thinking about babe?” Katie asked, smiling at you.

You started to reply, “Nothing-”

Until you were cut off by Phoebe again, “OMG!!! Or who were you thinking about!”

With that, your eyes widened and you furiously shook your head, “Nobody! I was just zoning out!”

Lucy chimed in, “Honey, we all see the way you’ve been glowing recently!! Did you find someone?”

Jo interjected, “You have to tell us who's the lucky lady!”

“There’s no lucky lady! I just zoned out!” You looked across the table, unimpressed looks were on everyone’s faces, except Julien's. She stared at you again, like she had in the morning. Only this time it seemed like she wasn’t trying to read it, more like she was understanding you. You could tell when her brows unfurrowed and she tilted her head at you.

“Whatever you say,” Phoebe sighed. Then leaning towards you she whispered “I will find this person.” then she plastered the sweetest smile on her face.

You jokingly rolled your eyes at her before saying “Whatever you say Pheebs!” Once the normal conversation started up again you stood up, grabbed your plate, and walked around the table into the kitchen. You stood at the sink, rinsing the plates off with hot water.

You heard footsteps approach you from behind and say a plate placed on the counter next to the sink. You recognized the hand immediately and in an instant, you turned around, face to face with Julien. It seemed today that her thing was to stare at you in silence because for a minute no words were exchanged between the two of you.

Finally, after minutes of hesitation, you spoke, “Julien-”

“(Y/N)-” Julien had had the same idea as you. She motioned for you to continue speaking so speak is what you did.

“Julien, I don’t think I can keep doing this with you.”

The tattooed woman had not expected that from you, her face contorted into a look that you could only describe as horror as she frantically asked “What? Why? What-what do you mean?”

You sighed, “I can’t keep sneaking around with you, I can’t keep pretending that I don’t-” You trailed off, nervous to tell her how you truly felt.

“‘-That you don’t?” Julien asked, wanting to hear your full truth.

Finally, you mustered up the courage to just say it. “That I don’t have feelings for you. Because I do.”

Julien continued to look at you, the gears in her head racing a mile a minute.

You began to step away, ready to leave her standing in the kitchen when she grabbed your arm, pulled you close to her, and simply smiled before saying. “I feel the exact same way.”

“You do?”

“Mhm, I don’t want to keep it casual with you anymore. I want you, fully.” As Julien looked into your eyes now it almost seemed that her words conveyed that. Like she did see you fully see you truly.

And suddenly it was like you two were the only two in the whole world as you started to lean in towards her. The act was like muscle memory, your head tilted left, hers right. It was engraved into your brain. The only difference was that this time you were not blocked off by my tinted car windows, or a hotel door. The only thing that separated you from the outside world was a wall with a fairly large door cut out in it.

As your lips connected it felt different this time, the experience no longer felt foreign, it felt like home. Her lips were warm and velvety, and even though you had tasted them a thousand times, this kiss was different in a million ways. It was filled with vigor, passion, and a newfound sense of hope- like this was something that would stick, not something that would simply fade away.

Until you remembered the world was just a few steps away when a large gasp brought you to your senses. Julien and you turned around, face to face with Phoebe and Jo, who held huge grins on their faces.

As yours and Julien’s cheeks flushed Phoebe giggled and joked “Told you I’d find out who you were thinking of (Y/N)!” She and Jo ran back into the dining room, no doubt telling the whole room what they had just seen.

You turned to Julien and signed, “You think we can make a run for it?”

Julien's hands rubbed up and down your arms, soothing you. She leaned in for a quick peck and replied, “Not a chance.”

[gingerjolover]

masterlist :')

requests are currently CLOSED (asks are always open to submit ideas but will go to the bottom of the list🫶🏻)

while some of my writing is PG/PG-13, this blog contains content unsuitable for minors. 18+ only, minors gtfo!

**-** smut

who I write for!

Lucy Dacus

Unspoken - Lucy and crew!reader don't have to say it but they're in looooove

Warm Like the Breeze - Lucy and her gf cuddle on a daybed before tour

Sweet Angel - Lucy's gf has chronic pain, so she wears many different hats - nurse, dog mom, and sweet angel from heaven above

Pet Names - blurb

**Dom!Lucy** - blurb

**Bothering Lucy** - blurb

What I want - mini fic (gingy’s halloweekend)

Lazy Day - mini fic (gingybread's holidaze)

Julien Baker

Sleep It Off - Julien has had a rough few weeks, resulting in some conflict with her soft!gf :(

Dirty Shirlies - Julien doesn't like when randos talk to her girl (possessive!julien in the house)

Pet Names - blurb

Julien's Accent - blurb

#28 This is not what I expected - six-word prompts (mini fic)

**Electrolytes** - after a separate night out, julien just wants to spend time with her gf <3

Possessive + Protective - blurb

Taking care of you - blurb (TW: ED)

Princess - blurb

#30 I can't risk losing you again - six-word prompts (mini fic) (gingy's halloweekend)

Ariana! What are you doing here? - soft!gf is doing jb's makeup on Halloween and she just can't sit still (gingy's halloweekend)

Pumpkin carving - blurb (gingy's halloweekend)

Detangle - Julien's gf helps her get unready after BG's Halloween show at the Hollywood Bowl :') (gingy's halloweekend)

Ice Skating - blurb (gingybread's holidaze)

Looooover - blurb (gingybread's holidaze)

(Ginger)bread House Battle - blurb (gingybread's holidaze)

Mini Telecaster Ornament - blurb (gingybread's holidaze)

Winter Wedding +1 - blurb (gingybread's holidaze)

The Love Nest - mini fic (controversially young!gf universe)

Phoebe Bridgers

Taking care of you - blurb (TW: ED)

Lasagna - Phoebe's had a long day at the studio and her gf knows exactly what to do when she needs comfort

**She's a biter** - blurb - part 1 - part 2

Pet Names - blurb

Pumpkin Patch - blurb (gingy's halloweekend)

Mistletoe - blurb (gingybread's holidaze)

Katie Gavin

Don't let Go - Katie teaches their sweet (and scared) gf how to rollerbade!

Pet Names - blurb

#22 I don't want to hear it - six-word prompts (mini fic) (gingy's halloweekend)

Happy Not Birthday - katie's gf hates her bday but loves katie <3

Early morning walk - christmas morning domestic vibes

Jo Maskin

Hidden Meanings - Soft!gf reader always gifts flowers for Jo with hidden meanings <3

#4 Don't talk to me ever again - six-word prompts (mini fic)

Missing you - blurb

Pet Names - blurb

For the bit - mini fic (gingy’s halloweekend)

Untitled V-day Fic - (gingy's cupid shuffle)

Naomi McPherson

Calming you down - blurb

#7 I can't stop thinking of you - six-word prompts (mini fic)

Pet Names - blurb

Mornings - mini fic

Mornings Pt 2 (Bob the Builder) - mini fic (gingybread's holidaze)

Taking care of drunk soft!gf - blurb (gingy’s halloweekend)

Pumpkin seeds - blurb (gingy's halloweekend)

NYE Jealousy HC - blurb (gingybread's holidaze)

Untitled Angst - preface

You're Losing Me - Part 1

You're Losing Me - Part 2

You're Losing Me - Part 3

You're Losing Me - Part 4 (Coming soon!)

Boygenius

Types of dates - blurb

Commitment styles - blurb

MUNA

Couple Halloween costumes - blurb (gingy's halloweekend)

Munagenius

The Group Chat - blurb

"We're munagenius's gfs, of course..." - blurb

[embarassedwithapicketsign]

comfort hungry phoebe x reader

rpf!!!

pls dont be mean i dont claim to be a good writer i literally just need more boygenius content and took it into my own hands, im aware this isn’t good <3

this is also extremely self indulgent im chronically single and touch starved atm

phoebe was never one for emotions, perhaps stemming from her childhood years begging to be loved, or maybe her innate fear of vulnerability. she didn't like to dwell on the whys too much, her friends had accepted her odd ways and her ever revolving partners had managed, although not without with difficulty. her favourite pet name for her ex was 'dude', a funny running joke at first but then a sad testament to the lack of intimacy within their relationship, and when her first girlfriend admitted that she loved her all phoebe could force out was an awkward smile and a quick 'you too'. it wasn't that she didn't feel, in fact the girl felt so much that it hurt, it pained her to see how her inability to express her emotions affected her relationships but it just never felt right.

that was until she met her girlfriend. phoebe was enamoured with you from the moment you were introduced after one of her shows by some mutual friends. your smile was what first attracted her to you, but it was your ability to make her feel completely comfortable with herself that made her stay. now, almost a year into your relationship phoebe couldn't get enough. she still wasn't big on being affectionate in public, but today she found herself craving your touch, catching your eye from across the room filled with people she couldn't care less about. she smiled as you recognised her discomfort, always in tune with what she needed, and made your way to her. linking your two hands together phoebe squeezed tight letting the sweet smell of your perfume distract her from the blurring noise of the conversation happening around her.

when a brief lull arose in the discussion, phoebe couldn't help but drag you away to a secluded corner. she hated these things, glorified industry networking parties, but ‘the record’ came out in a few months and their manager insisted her and the boys went so naturally you had to come along too. 'fuck's sake', phoebe muttered, resting her forehead on your shoulder, feeling you move as you giggled.

'phoebs, it's not that bad, just an hour or so left and we can leave, i promise', you ran your hands through the blondes hair, feeling her sigh before she lifted her head and held your gaze with wide eyes. she usually managed to push through these things on autopilot but she'd been having a bad few days which quickly turned into a bad week, falling back into her cruel cycle of self hatred and nihilistic thoughts and all she wanted to do was be at home cuddled up with maxine and of course, you.

wrapping her arms around your waist you couldn't help but notice that she was tugging you closer, pulling you into her despite the curious eyes that usually would send her back to her anti-pda ways. you too ignored the stares and melted into her warm body, sensing her need for comfort. 'i love you so much baby', you whispered, rubbing your thumb softly along the strip of skin where her shirt had separated from her trousers, 'we can go right now if you want, i know you're not feeling good.'

biting her lip in thought you could practically see the cogs working in her brain and she sighed before answering, 'no, i promised jb and lucy i would be here', you were about to interrupt her to tell her what she already knew, that her bandmates wouldn't care if she left and never came back once she was safe and feeling okay, but phoebe gave you a pleading look, 'i know, but i want to be here for them, they were so excited for this.'

'okay, but say the word and we'll leave' you hesitantly replied, wanting nothing more than to wrap phoebe up in your bed with a steaming cup of tea and a promise to never let anything hurt her. she looked at you with grateful eyes, lifting her head from where it had fallen on your shoulder to press her lips against yours. 

as if sensing they were being spoken about lucy and julien bounded over and took in the stance of their two friends, 'the heart eyes over here are insane’, joked julien, before throwing her own heart eyes at lucy who was instead focused on the way phoebe kept herself firmly in your hold, despite both of you expecting her to move away like she usually did. 

phoebe lightly smiled murmuring a quiet retort to her best friend, slipping effortlessly into their usual back and forth relationship. joining the conversation you tried to ignore the woman clinging to you, not wanting to bring attention to the fact that she was still attached to you but that became impossible when her hand grabbed yours and placed it on her back, looking at you with puppy dog eyes. you knew what she was looking for, and holding back a smile you dragged your nails lightly up and down her back the way she loved. she craned her neck to stare up at you and your cheeks flushed at the intense love in her eyes. 'i love you sweetheart, thank you for being here’, phoebe said, the earnestness in her voice making your heart squeeze. smiling like an idiot you kissed her forehead, continuing to rub her back.

'this is sickening phoebs', julien interrupted, a grin on her face, as much as she loved making fun of the blonde she also loved seeing phoebe so comfortable in her relationship for the first time. 'shut up' phoebe muttered, finally pulling away from you to hide her blushing face. you laughed at the look on the boys' faces as they finally saw this side of phoebe, the one which you gladly experienced every day. phoebe was so full of love. she had so much of it to give and you were on the lucky receiving end of it. 'i hate you all of you guys' she said, finally emerging from behind her hands, her red cheeks apparent.

'no you dont', said lucy, shaking her head softly at their friend.

'no i dont'

[brandogenius]

Omg the phoebe fic was soo cute!! Could you kinda expand that story? The youbg gf x phoebe is too cute

hehe of course!!

‼️RPF‼️

HC - phoebe x controversially young gf! (short)

- everyone gushing over how cute the two of you are

- of course there is that odd amount of hate here and there but phoebe makes sure you don’t see it

- it doesn’t really bother you that much anymore though when you see it, knowing phoebe loves you and you love phoebe back

- “i may just ask for a senior citizen discount for you” “EXCUSE ME”

- “so what was the great depression like ?” “i’m going to break up with you”

- meeting muna was the most enjoyable experience ever. they kept teasing you

- “you’re just a child” “IM LEGAL”

- “don’t make them sad. phoebe will spawn in”

- again, like a 6th sense. spidey senses phoebe can automatically detect when you’re upset or angry. will throw hands at anyone if they make you upset

- sneaks you in with her backstage to festivals the boys are playing at. ‘she’s apart of the crew don’t worry’

- fans seeing you and phoebe with your arms wrapped around each other backstage watching the other performances (totally doesn’t go first tbh nooooo)

- it’s not really a big age gap but people like to think it is. phoebe loves to pull the “back in my day” card

-phoebe is super protective of you when out ar clubs.

- “can you hold my drink?” “of course” * guards the drink like her life depends on it/ will literally start barking at anyone who tries to come close”

[trueblueidiot]

A Little Lovin'

THIS IS REAL PEOPLE FANFIC AND IF YOU DONT LIKE THAT LEAVE!

platonic!boygenius x reader; lots of sister!Lucy x reader moments

Warnings: This is a comfort fic about a breakup, so proceed with that information as you will. nothing super in detail about the reader's ex-partner. minor swearing. lots of fluff and comfort.

requested by @julienbakerloverr: hey! if you do requests could you maybe do one where reader is like lucy or pheobe sister and like she just broke up with her ex and she come over to her sisters house on boygenius night and they all comfort her?? and possibly julien x reader?? but only if u want to!

“W-W-We broke up.” you sob over the phone to your sister. 

“Oh, sweetie. I’m so sorry. I’m at home if you need to come over. Please come over. Julien and Pheobe are over, too, and we can all hang out. I don’t want you grieving alone.” she states in a rush of words. 

Sniffling and whipping your tears with the cuff of your hoodie, you agree to come over. As you go to hang up the phone, you hear Julien and Pheobe yell their “I love yous” before the line drops. 

Taking a deep breath, hoping to steady your breathing, you set on packing a bag. As you enter your bedroom, you rummage into your closet for your overnight duffel bag. Locating the old thing, you shove the necessities into the bag and zip it without a second thought to what you’ve shoved in there; if you’re missing something, Lucy is bound to have it. As you’re walking out of your apartment door, you glance at yourself in the mirror by the door. The bags under your eyes are deep and purple, your eyes bloodshot, your hair a knotted mess, and your outfit is purely for comfort. The tears threatened to spill over as you looked at your sorry state. But, before the floodgates could open, you snap back into getting out the door, snatching your keys from the hook by the door, and shoving your feet into your slippers. You head out of your apartment and down the stairs to your car. 

Pulling your car into Lucy’s driveway, you see the front door of her house slowly crack open to reveal your sister standing in the doorway. Retrieving your bag from the back of the car, you shuffle up to her wide-open arms, throwing yourself into her embrace. The tears come immediately.

“It’s ok.” Lucy coos, rubbing her hand up and down your back in soothing strokes.

Lucy stands with you in her arms for a while, letting you get out all the tears and sniffles.

“Tha- Thank you, Lu. I needed that.” You half smile, whipping the tears from your cheeks.

“Of course. Let's get you inside. The boys are in the living room right now. I thought we could watch a movie or some trash TV. It’s your pick. Also, Pheobs went ham and bought a bunch of snacks, so there’s a whole feast of junk food on the coffee table if you’re hungry.” Lucy rambles, ushering you into her home.

Stepping through the doorway and into the foyer, you drop your stuff by the stairs. Looking into the living room, you see Pheobe and Julien fluffing pillows and throwing blankets onto the couch. Pheobe makes eye contact with you and gives you a small smile. 

“Hey, get in here!” Pheobe beckons, grin growing wider.

Shuffling your way into the living room, you glance around at the space they were preparing. The TV was opened to Lucy’s Netflix account, casting a soft glow in the dark room. The fairy lights you had hung up with Lucy when she first bought her place illuminated the space, and the sofa was piled high with throw pillows and fuzzy blankets courtesy of Pheobe and Julien.

“Thank you for setting all of this up. I need this.” You smile, tears welling in your eyes.

“No need to thank us! We’re just happy you decided to come over and hang with us.” Julien states, pulling you into a hug that Pheobe joins in on. 

“Let me in!!” Lucy yells, entering the living room and joining the group hug.

“I love you guys.” you choke, the tears finally spilling and rolling down your cheeks. They pull you even closer if that is even possible, and you bury your head into Julien’s shoulder. As you cry into your friend's arms, you feel Julien’s hand moving up and down your back sweetly, Pheobe’s lips as she plants soft kisses on your forehead, and Lucy’s hand squeezing your bicep reassuringly. You lean into their comforting embrace and release all the pent-up grief you had bottled up. Slowly, your sobs become sniffles, and your sniffles become deep breaths as your tears cease and your breathing evens.

“Thanks.” you croak, laughing softly at your hoarse voice. 

“Of course, that is why we are here. To be your shoulder to cry on.” Phoebe says, wiping your tears with her thumbs and kissing your forehead. 

Plopping down onto the couch, you sit by Julien, and Pheobe sits by Lucy. You all get comfy on the couch, grabbing pillows, blankets, and of course snacks. Once everyone was settled into their spots, Lucy grabbed the remote and clicked into her profile.

“Ok, what are we watching tonight?” she asks, flicking to the search bar. “Hmmmmmm, Gilmore Girls?” you respond sheepishly. 

“YES!” Lucy squeals, scrolling through the main menu to find the show. 

It’s midnight when you see Julien and Pheobe have passed out on the couch. You look over to Lucy, who is also looking at the sleeping duo. She looks up, makes eye contact with you, and smiles lightly, shaking her head.

“Why am I not surprised they were the first to fall asleep,” Lucy whisper-yells, grabbing the blanket slowly slipping off them and tucking it back into place. You giggle at her statement and shake your head. 

“Julien can never stay up past her bedtime.” you joke. 

“Well, apparently, neither can Pheobe.” Lucy laughs.

You throw your head back in quiet, stifled laughter at your sister's comment. 

“I’m glad you decided to come over,” Lucy smiles, reaching across the snoozing duo to squeeze your arm. 

“I’m sorry they were such a jerk and broke up with you over the phone, though. That was shitty.” 

“They weren’t the best partner in the world, and I had a feeling it wouldn’t last. I mean, it is what it is, but it still hurts,” “When you put so much time into a relationship trying to make it work, and your efforts end up being for nothing. It sucks. But, I think it was for the best because I couldn’t see myself being with them in the long run.” you state. 

“I’m sorry it had to happen this way though. You know this invitation is extended to however long you must stay here. And that my door is always open, even if I’m out on tour.” Lucy says.

“Yeah, you’re the best sister I could ask for. I love you, Luce.” 

“Love you too.” 

[boywithpinkcarnation]

your instagram story if you were dating phoebe bridgers!

(part one) (part two) (part three)

c yaps: WE’RE SO BACK!! this will be three installments just like the lucy/jb ones!! back on my social media fics grind ⭐️⭐️⭐️ love u guys 😊😊

[saviorkid]

la libertà

I lost the request for this one :(( but it was basically about a fluff phoebe x reader

Fem!reader x Phoebe bridgers, mostly fluff

REMINDER!!!! my first language is not english, so I'm sorry if there are any mistakes 💘

I felt the gentle breeze hitting my skin as I watched the sea, on that balcony that would remain engraved in my heart for the rest of my days.

I took a deep breath

Is this a dream?

I could smell the soft smell of ocean salt and the sun stinging my skin and that's how I felt and I felt something that characterized those little vacations in southern Italy; The freedom

or I most to say la libertá

Lost in that landscape, I suddenly felt the warmth of her body hugging my back

"Good morning" she said in a hoarse voice

I answered a very shyly 'hi'

I could still feel the nerves of that first time I saw her, even though we had already been a couple for a long time.

She kissed my neck with tenderness because of my obvious embarrassment.

She loved to joke about my shyness, and I very proudly said that it bothered me when in reality it made me melt over her

"You got up early today, aren't you tired from last night" she said with that playful tone that characterized her

she laughed when I responded with a little smack.

"I just wanted to see the sunrise for the last time".

Today was our last day in Positano, a lovely village in the Amarfil coast and it was a total dream.

This vacation were actually our first ones after a long distance relationship because of Phoebe's tour with the boys

I actually can put on words how magic was this trip with her, I think I could never get ove-

"Babe? are you alive? " Phoebe ask with a little laugh

"Yes yes, sorry. What were you saying?"

"I asked you what do you wanted to do for our last day"

"oh, I actually don't know yet... but" I told her as I slowly turned my body to look into her eyes in a hug

She looked at my with so much love and also with with a confused face

"But?"

I give her a little kiss and said

"The only thing that I want it's you and me on that bed..."

"Oh yes?" She seemed very interested in my idea

"Yep" I said and gave hee a long kiss that ended up being a little more intense than I thought and I cut it off to tell her

"Yes, you and me im bed eating some pancakes"

I swear I almost saw the disappointment until she understood what I said and smiled flirtatiously.

"Yes, if it's that what my ragazza wants"

I kissed her quickly and ran to the kitchen searching for the ingredients

and as I began to prepare the pancakes I saw her silhouette next to the door, still without seeing her.

I felt the little smile in her face

¿Do you want them with syrup ? I asked her

"I think that question is illegal" She said as she sat at the small kitchen bar that connected to the living room

“Here they are” I said and left the plates on the table. "Thanks love"

We enjoyed the comfortable silence of our breakfast while we tried those pancakes. Everything felt soft and surreal, neither of the two wanted to break that bubble of love and warmth in that apartment.

Phoebe looked at me for a while and simply took my hand and pulled me into the room.

I felt confused but I let myself go with it

Phoebe just lay down on the bed and softly said "Come here" as she hit the bed.I laughed as I looked at her in confusion.

I lay down on the bed and hugged her. "I think someone has been bitten by the love bug."

She didn't say anything and simply hugged my nakedness, which was very common for both of us but this time she felt different.It felt like one of those moments that stays etched in your heart. And she just said it, like it was nothing, like there was no fear of feeling it.

"I love you"

There was silence for a few minutes, insecurity had taken over me and I thought it was a little joke. But when I had the strength to look into her eyes I could see the love and her fear, and that's when I knew.

we were in love

A true love

They tipe of love that would leave marks on our bodies

So I kissed her, I kissed her like I had never done before. Leaving fears and insecurities behind, I only wanted her.

So i said it

"I love you, And I don't think I've ever felt anything like that for anyone else."

OMG?!

my first fic *crying*

I actually believe that it's I think it's bullshit but I tried it 🥺Thank you very much for the anon

XOXO, vic

[itsrorysstuff]

hiii i have a request! could you write something about julien x reader where reader is very much that classic rockstar girlfriend that everybody wants to be if that makes sense 😭

like reader posts several things related to julien/ boygenius and julien is like head over heels with her

pls pls pls and thank u

Ofc! I thought about this allot when I went through my Eddie Munson phase (I’m just a silly little bi girl, plz we don’t have to talk abt him) I think I could do this Justice!

RPF AND IDK WHOS PICS THESE ARE, FOUND MOSTLY ON PINTEREST BUT CREDS TO THEM!

Rockstargf!reader smau

y/n_y/l/n

liked by julienrbaker and 475,900 others

y/n_y/l/n my rockstar only 💓

julienrbaker ~all yours 🎸

lucydacus~ what about me 😉

julienrbaker~ she’s mine

y/n_y/l/n~ boys, stop fighting over me 🤭

phoebebridgers~ 🪨⭐️

Y/n_y/l/n

liked by julienrbaker and 475,900 others

Y/n_y/l/n my super hot sugar mommy rockstar got me my shirt 💋

julienrbaker~oh so I’m your sugar mommy now?

Y/n_y/l/n~yes ma’am!

kellicaton~hot

Y/n_y/l/n~ thanks babe 💋

whereismuna~what about us?

Y/n_y/l/n~virtual kisses for you 😘😘

Y/n_y/l/n

liked by julienrbaker and 475,900 others

Y/n_y/l/n Kelli and I discussed this matter, we get to smooch now too 🤭

julienrbaker~😑

Y/n_y/l/n~😘

kellicaton~ I’m excited 😉

y/n_y/l/n~me too bbg😉😉

jojolovedog~Mr.steal yo girl

Y/n_y/l/n~she’s mine

julienrbaker~yes ma’am I am

Y/n_y/l/n

liked by julienrbaker and 475,900 others

Y/n_y/l/n happy birthday, sweet baby. I love you more than life itself. I’m so proud of you and who you are, a real earth angel.

julienrbaker~I love you so much, pretty. Thank you.

Y/n_y/l/n~I love you most

Y/n_y/l/n

liked by julienrbaker and 475,900 others

Y/n_y/l/n tours almost over 🥲

julienrbaker~🥹

lucydacus~gonna miss you so much

phoebebridgers~I’ll miss all my dudes

Y/n_y/l/n

liked by julienrbaker and 475,900 others

Y/n_y/l/n and just like that…it’s over. I’m so proud of you all every single day, you belong on that stage. Thank you for having me, I’m so eternally grateful for you and this experience. The boys forever.

julienrbaker~couldn’t have done it without my girl.

Y/n_y/l/n~so happy I got to be there ❤️

lucydacus~thank you for all the support. I love you!

Y/n_y/l/n~I love you!!!

phoebebridgers~boygenius forever. y/n forever. I love you dude!

Y/n_y/l/n~I love you my dude!!!

[jpegofdoriangray]

okay i'm not a writer by any means but here's a list of the pet names i think the boys would use on partners.

Lucy - Love, Angel, Honey. Lucy screams she calls her partners love and you cannot change my mind

Phoebe - Babe, Dude, i feel like she would call them like partner or something to make them laugh

Julien - Baby, Princess, punk. may be reaching but the way imagining her saying baby or princess short circuits my brain

[bitethehnd]

vicki’s masterlist ˚୨୧₊

☆ - sfw ★ - nsfw

JULIEN BAKER —

obsessed ☆

red wine supernova ★

miss americana and the heartbreak prince ☆

silk chiffon ★

softbutch!julien x highfemme!reader hcs ☆

style ☆

PHOEBE BRIDGERS —

coming soon

LUCY DACUS —

coming soon

NAOMI MCPHERSON —

lavender haze ☆

you are in love ☆

KATIE GAVIN —

coming soon

JO MASKIN —

first date ♡

࿔ ┄─ ˑ 𝐈𝐈. 𝜗𝜚 ──ㅤ BITETHEHND MASTERLIST

[outofmydepthatapublicbeach]

hiii idk if u have your requests open but could you write julien x reader based on lacy by olivia rodrigo?

like maybe julien is so jealous of reader but actually wants her (like enemies to lovers kinda thing)

jj chats: i am so sorry it took me a couple days to get to this!!! ive been very busy with school! i loved this request and i hope i did it justice!!! love you anon!! <33

warnings: RPF, use of y/n, reader is a musician/famous, reader cries

feedback is encouraged and i'd love to get some just please be kind!!!

Julien wouldn’t say she hated you, no she wouldn’t go that far. But when anyone would ask about you she’d scoff and change the subject right away. Anything to cover up the butterflies that flourished in her belly at the sound of your name.

“Aren't you the sweetest thing on this side of Hell?”

She would say your music was bland, in reality, she thought the lyrics were thought-provoking and better than anything she’d ever written. The public commented on how she didn’t follow you back on social media. She didn’t follow you because she didn't like that burning sensation she got in her heart when she saw your posts with your friends. She especially hated the photos of you and that girl, arms wrapped around each other, smiling at the camera like the happiest people alive.

“I linger all the time, watchin', hidden in plain sight”

You were close with Lucy, you two being long-time friends, which meant that Julien had to endure your presence. At get-togethers she sits away from you, observing your interactions with her friends. She’d feel a burn when you laughed at their jokes.

“I see you everywhere, the sweetest torture one could bear”

Eventually, the two of you would have to talk to one another. When left alone in a room one time, you walked up to her, smiling wide. It was a smile Julien had seen plastered on magazine covers, a smile people fawned over. Julien completely understood why, even when she didn't want to.

“I hear you and Lucy are close, I’m sorry I haven’t introduced myself before, I’m (Y/N).”

Julien looked at you in awe. How was it, not a hair was out of place? That your outfit wasn’t covered in wrinkles or dog hair? How was it fair someone could look so gorgeous, be so perfect? Julien plastered a fake smile on her face, not reaching a hand out to shake as she knew hers were very clammy due to her nerves, “I’m Julien.” Her tone was bored like she couldn't wait to get away from you.

“I feel your compliments like bullets on skin”

Julien was excited to hear that Lucy planned a dinner to celebrate their Grammy wins, she thought that maybe it would be nice to be the one being celebrated. Until she heard your name mentioned. She knew the night would be difficult, she still couldn’t figure you out, couldn’t understand you. 

At dinner that night, everyone gave a toast to the boys. Compliments were spewed every which way. When you stood to speak, you locked eyes with Julien, giving her your award-winning smile. 

You began to congratulate the boys, your speech was lengthy as you talked a bit about Lucy and Phoebe. All Julien could focus on was your lips and then the words directed towards her, “I haven’t known Julien long but I can tell she is a dedicated musician, an amazing friend, and is very very pretty.” Your words dug daggers into her skin, but it was a pain she loved.

“I care, I care, I care, like ribbons in your hair, my stomach's all in knots”

After the main course at dinner, you had excused yourself, a phone call was what you said. You ran out of the restaurant, dealing with whatever call you got alone. Julien hesitated a few minutes but ultimately excused herself as well after you did not return right away. She felt an overwhelming desire to make sure you were okay. It scared the hell out of her. Your friends gave each other knowing looks.

You made it outside, and looked around, spotting you on a bench, head in your hands. She cautiously approached you, her stomach tied. Once she was close she asked, “Are you okay?” 

You looked up, startled, and as if by instinct you smiled at Julien, using the backs of your hands to wipe off your tears. “Yeah-” your voice broke, “yeah Julien I’m alright! Thanks for-” another break, “for checking on me.” 

You weren’t fine, and Julien knew. She walked towards you, then sat next to you. You faced her, trying to keep your composure before the dam blew and you started to sob. To Julien’s surprise, you immediately reached out, grabbing her jacket and crying into her shoulder. 

“People are people, but it's like you're made of angel dust”

She tried to get away but instead found herself wrapping her arms around you carefully. Scared of your fragile state, scared in a moment you'd be gone and out of her reach, scared she’d hold you too tight and crush you into dust.

“Lacy, oh, Lacy, I just loathe you lately”

The moment passed, and Julien bore witness to you regaining your composure at a rapid speed. In the seconds you went from sobbing to smiling, ready to rejoin your friends she wanted you to cry again, if anything just to hold you for a little bit longer. In that moment she abhorred you. How could you go from a mess to perfect? Why couldn’t you stay sad like the rest of us for a minute more? Why couldn’t she be like you? 

“And I despise my jealous eyes and how hard they fell for you”

Julien stayed behind and watched as you walked back towards the restaurant, but before you reached the doors, an elderly couple was also approaching. Julien gazed as you jogged to get to the door before they reached it, and then you opened the door for them, smiling as they walked in. Julien felt her heart swell, and that's when she knew she was in for it.

“I despise my rotten mind and how much it worships you”

 You turned to Julien, waving her to follow you. In an instant Julien was up. Her legs worked double time to catch up to you as you held the door open for the both of you, you reached your hand out, waiting for her. 

As Julien made it to the door you grabbed her wrist, she twisted her head in order to face you properly. “Thank you for sitting with me Julien, I really appreciated it,” you smiled, squeezing her arm. You pulled her inside the heated restaurant, “let’s get back to our friends, they must have thought we’d run off together.”

You laughed. Julien laughed. 

Julien followed you back to the table, sitting back down in her seat. She soon realized what she just did and scolded herself for listening to you so obediently. She was so confused at all the feeling coursing through her, so angry at herself for letting her fall so hard and so fast. Her nails dug into the palms of her hands until she looked up and locked eyes with you. You smiled at her as you always did, and when her fingers loosened and her heartbeat boomed she realized that maybe jealousy wasn’t quite what she was feeling anymore. This feeling happened to start with the infamous letter L.

[embarassedwithapicketsign]

jealous + slightly insecure phoebe ig?? x reader

slight angst maybe?

rpf!!!!

jealousy is so hot i said what i said :0

psa : i will write about lucy/julien too i promise im just an unapologetic phoebe girlie first and foremost 😓

the bar was loud. it was almost impossible to hear anything over the noise of the band and you felt yourself being jostled from all angles by the crowd of people around you. more than once you found yourself being pushed into your friend phoebe who was standing next to you almost protectively, glaring at the backs of everyone who dared stand too close. you'd know phoebe a long time, having lived in the same neighbourhood as lucy for most of your childhood, and remained friends into your adult years so it was only natural that you were integrated into her friend group. of course you liked her, how could you not, but you had long since made peace with the fact that she didn't feel the same way so you were content in the friend zone.

admittedly, you hadn't been looking forward to tonight. you wanted nothing more than to go home and climb into bed after a long day, but you had missed your friends too much to cancel. the three of them had been on tour for the last few months, so when a break appeared in their schedule you couldn't find it in yourself to say no. you had gone for dinner first, catching up and filling each other in on things that had happened since you had last spoken. the decision to come to a busy bar afterwards had probably not been the best however, the conversation steering into shouting to try and be heard over the music. you were still enjoying yourself though, realising how much you had missed the boys. you motioned to your friends that you were going to get another round but you couldn't tell if they had actually heard you. making eye contact with lucy you motioned your head towards the bar and she nodded, thankfully understanding. 

reaching the bar you were grateful to realise that it was a lot quieter. pushing yourself closer to the front you ordered quickly and stood patiently waiting for your drinks to be made, tapping your fingers on the wood. you were only half paying attention to your surroundings when you heard someone calling your name, glancing back you looked around slightly confused before your eyes found your old college roommate making her way towards you. pulling her in for a hug you couldn't help the huge grin that formed on your face, you hadn't seen her for a year or so despite you guys being really close throughout college, you were sure she had liked you at one point too but you had only ever seen her as a friend. 

'it's been too long' she said in disbelief, giving you a once over with her eyes, 'hardly recognised you, how've you been'. you two made small talk for a few minutes, her running her hands over your arm in what you hoped was a friendly way. it was great reminiscing over old times and you found yourself leaning closer to hear more clearly, laughing at whatever dumb joke she had made, but just as you were about to grab the drinks to make your way back, phoebe appeared looking at you and your friend with a strange expression on her face, 'um, lucy told me to come check on you, is everything okay?'

the blonde's eyes shifted to where your friend's hand was still firmly gripping your arm and she subconsciously clutched the empty glass in her hand so tightly that you feared it would break. clearing your throat you introduced the two, noting the difference between your ex roommate's overly zealous replies and phoebe's forced out 'nice to meet you' accompanied with an almost painful looking smile. not being able to stand the weird tension any longer you said a quick goodbye and a promise to meet soon, wrenching your arm out of her grip. you shoved two of the bottles into phoebe's arms and took the remaining two in yours, speed walking towards where lucy and julien were sitting.

'about time, was beginning to worry you got lost', julien said taking her soda from your hands, giving you a grateful smile, 'what kept you so long?' 

you heard phoebe laugh and turned to her with confusion written on your face, 'more like who kept her, rather than what' she said in a weird tone, moving to sit on the chair across from you, her lips pursed as she glared down at the drink in front of her. you furrowed your brows, not missing the wide eyed look that julien and lucy shared with each other. 

'what's that supposed to mean?' you said, wondering where this was all coming from. but phoebe ignored your words seeming intent on continuing her rant, 'she had her hands all over you and you didn't seem you mind too much from what i seen anyways, you know she likes you right? it's obvious', there was an unfamiliar biting tone to her words as if she was willing you to disagree with her.

'well, what would it matter if she did like me?', you spat back, unsure as to where she was going with this, 'it's not like we're dating, why should you care'.

phoebe went quiet. lifting her eyes from where they had been burning holes in her glass to meet yours and you could see tears threatening to spill over her waterline. your heart sank in your chest, immediately regretting what you said. her next words were so low you had to strain to hear them over the music, 'you're right, we're not, i guess it wouldn't matter, i just -' she paused, hurt apparent on her face. she stood up from the table and took a shaky breath, 'i'm going to the bathroom', she turned around and practically fled the area not taking a second look back to the three girls, two with sad knowing looks and one with concern and bewilderment.

ignoring lucy's pleas to give phoebe some space you took after the blonde, weaving through the crowds with an urgency that slightly scared you. opening the door to the bathroom you saw phoebe leaning over the sink, hands resting either side holding her up as she breathed in and out heavily, 'phoebs,' you whispered, concern gracing your features. walking over to her you wasted no time wrapping your arms around her. your heart tugged as she repeated that she was sorry, 'what for, darling?', you said, pulling back to look at her.

'for making it weird', phoebe bit her lip, eyes flickering between yours and the cream tiles of the bathroom, 'i know were not dating, obviously, if you like her, you'd be great together, you should go for it definitely, she'd be lucky to have you -', you cut off her spiralling by grabbing her jaw between your fingers and pressing your lips to hers, feeling her pause in shock for a second before she slowly started to kiss back, moving her hands to rest on your hips. after a few seconds you began pulling away, resting your forehead against hers, 'she's not who i want, phoebe'

'good', she mumbled against your lips before closing the gap again. you quickly tangled your fingers through her blonde hair, twisting and pulling slightly as she whimpered softly into your mouth in reply. phoebe ran her hands up and down your body, across every part of you that she could reach in a futile attempt to memorize everything, to prove to herself that this was real and not an elaborate hallucination. though she knew she couldn't be imagining the way your hand felt gripping the back of her neck, or the gentle sounds emerging from your mouth as she nibbled on your bottom lip.

before you could go much further, the door swung open and you two broke apart, turning to see lucy and julien on the other side with their mouths hung open in shock, 'okay, what did we miss?'

[brandogenius]

Hey could you do boygenius x sick younger artist reader, maybe it’s kind of the beginning of the tour so ya is still kind of shy and intimated by them so they try to hide it until they just can’t anymore and they boys kind of watch of them and take care of them and it becomes like a bonding experience , super excited for you to write the boygenius x ya reader fic series I love ur page and am always checking to see if you’ve updated ❤️❤️

EEEE!!!! i had a lot of fun with this one!! i’m sorry if it’s really long i got carried away!!

consider this part 1 of the young artist au :D an introduction

‼️RPF‼️

“fresh soup”

the boys & younger!artist reader!

Part 2 here!

(not proofread!!)

word count: 1,969

not even two days into the tour and you were in your assigned bunk with the sniffles. as if the universe has different plans for you. you were excited for the tour but having stressed the entire week hoping it all went to plan.

yet here you were. tissue box propped up against your side as you scrolled through social media. the tour bys was on a bumpy road causing you to take deep breaths. it wasn’t helping.

you were the opening act for boygenius. a famous supergroup full of talented musicians. it was your first ever tour and you were nervous. you spent the first day travelling from where you, phoebe, lucy and julien just settled down into their home for the next couple of months.

“kid” startled out of your thoughts, you heard a small tap on the side of the bunk.

“mhm?” you pulled the small curtain open meeting eye to eye with julien. she looked at you with a look of worry and concern

“thought we lost you back at the buss stop. haven’t seen you come out since we drove off. you doing ok?” julien crossed her arms, glancing over you, taking note of the tissue box and scattered tissues in your bed.

“feeling homesick?”

“i’m fine” you avoided her stare, taking interest in the other bunk behind her. your voice was hoarse. sore to swallow and talk. it had you wincing slightly.

“shit- are you sick already?” julien leaned forward a bit, pressing the back of her hand to your forehead. “i said im fine” you frowned.

“doesn’t sound like you’re fine. you want to come out into the lounge and watch some tv with us? instead of being cooped up in here all day” the tattooed woman gave an offer. a small smile on her face. you considered the options. whilst you weren’t that close to the boys or julien you were a bit hesitant on taking up the offer.

weighing the pros and cons felt like it was more cons than pros at this point. what if you got the boys sick? they’d have to cancel the show. you couldn’t afford to get them sick. you’d rather seclude yourself into the safety of your little bunk to wallow in pity and sickness.

“i’m fine- i think id like to stay here, please?” your hand was reaching up to pull the curtains shut when julien nodded. “you sure kid? phoebes makin’ breakfast you want some?”

the thought of having breakfast made you frown. you weren’t sure. you appreciated the thought of julien offering it to you but politely declined. you could make your own breakfast if you wanted to. you didn’t want the boys to use more of what they had themselves. that wasn’t something you wanted to tell julien though.

“i packed some breakfast bars if i need any- thank you though” you gave julien a nod, quickly closing the curtain this time with a small sigh. you listened carefully to julien’s footsteps walking out the door and into the lounge. muffled talking can be heard behind the door. you sighed a little in relief, sneezing a bit as you rolled over onto your other side and shut your eyes for a bit.

unfortunately, people had other plans. the door to the bunk room opened quickly. hurried footsteps made their way down the hallway. you prayed silently, hoping they didn’t stop at your bunk but they did.

“nu uh- absolutely not!” your curtain swung open. you squinted your eyes with a glare, turning over to be met strands of platinum silver hair. phoebe bends down slightly to meet your eyes. “you’re having breakfast, get up and come on” she nodded her head.

“i’m not gonna let you rot away in this ugly-ass bunk. as tour bus buddies, we need to eat and plan for the tour, so come on” phoebe walked down the hallway, humming a tune to herself. an apron was hugging her waist. you stared in confused for a second, watching as she swing a fork around like a microphone.

with a sigh, you flung yourself out of the bunk. your hair was messy and your eyes were dark with bags under your eyes. you wanted nothing more than to go back to sleep but unfortunately, the three musicians in the other room had different plans for you.

“and she has finally left the bunk. seems like the first time we’re finally meeting you!” you quietly opened the door into the small lounge area. it wasn’t big but it wasn’t small either. there was a fridge with cabinets and a sink. on the other side there was a couch with a pull out table.

lucy and julien were sat at the couch. phoebe was hunched over the counter. three pots of cup noodles were opened on the table. a fourth one was being prepared. you took a seat closest to lucy, looking at the tv playing some random cartoon.

“see this bitch” lucy nudged you with her elbow and nodded towards phoebe. “the only woman i know to wear an apron while making cup noodles because she says ‘it’s needed’ needed for what pheebs?” lucy chuckled.

“it’s true- don’t listen to her” phoebe settled the four cups on the small table, taking a seat beside you. “she doesn’t know what she’s talking about. i absolutely need an apron for making these” she twirled the noodles around her fork.

“why?”

“i wanted to look like a cute sexy housewife while cooking you guys some breakfast- damn, you guys don’t appreciate shit in this house” you listened and ate quietly as phoebe and lucy took into a debate. you looked up, catching julien’s eyes as she rolled her eyes jokingly at the other two.

“so i was told you’re sick? little birdie told me you sound like shit” you look up at lucy as she stared down at you. you continued to twirl your noodles. “you could say that yeah”

“you’re lucky tour isn’t for another two days. you can rest and take plenty of fluids. make sure your vocals are good too.” the taller woman added as she pointed her fork towards you.

“julien is making soup tonight. should help. something warm too” phoebe added

“how are you gonna make soup in a tour bus?” you looked at the three in confusion. maybe there was some type of technique you didn’t even think of. but clearly seeing there isn’t anywhere for a stove or oven you were stuck for ideas.

“our last tour we bought a portable stove. a lifesaver if you want something cooked up, instead of living off pot noodles and snacks. portable stove and a pot and it’s just like at home”

“ahh” you replied. that was interesting. your first time on a tour bus, you wouldn’t have thought about it. you quickly ate the rest of your noodles and leaned back, tugging your legs to your chest. you ended up settling into a peaceful quietness as you and the boys watched spongebob on the overhead tv. you weren’t too interested but it was something to pass the time. you were called out to eat with the boys- you didn’t know if you were able to go back to your bunk even if you so wanted to. you didn’t want to sound or appear rude-

“-yeah?” you shook your head, blinking a bit. three pairs of eyes stared back at you. “huh?” feeling a blush creep up on your cheeks, you quickly looked away, wishing the tour bus would open up and spit you out

“i said, you don’t need to hang out with us here if you don’t want to. we’re not stopping you from going back to the bunk” julien nodded her head. her eyes were kind and soft. there was no anger or upset in them. it made you unclench your shoulders and let out a deep breath.

“i’m just going to sleep for a bit” you whispered. phoebe quickly stood up, making space for you to leave.

“that’s totally fine dude. take all the rest you need. we will be calling you for dinner though” phoebe placed a hand on your shoulder and have it a small squeeze. you smiled slightly, ducking out of the room and back to your bunk.

-

“knock knock” you opened your eyes to the familiar voice outside the curtains. lucy stood at the bunk this time, moving the fabric aside with a small smile. “dinner time, we’d give it to you here but don’t wanna spill it all over the one place you sleep. wanna come eat with us in the lounge?” you nodded your head, hopping out of the bunk silently.

“just have some soup and go back to bed” lucy placed a hand in your shoulder and led you back into the lounge.

“evening, sleepyhead. get good sleep?” phoebe sat on the couch this time. laptop on the table and feet kicked up on the other side of the couch. julien was hovering over the small portable stove on the countertop. the smell of tomato soup filled the air.

“have a seat- phoebe get your damn legs off the couch, let them sit down” julien turned around, wacking phoebe with her hand as she grumbled. “personal space doesn’t exist with this one around” lucy gestured for you to sit down first, sandwiched between phoebe to your left and lucy to your right.

“how are you enjoying bus life so far?” phoebe sat cris crossed on the furnature, typing away at her laptop. you held your phone in your hand, switching it on to check the time. 5:34pm.

“it’s fine. it’s unusual- probably because it’s my first time on a tour bus” you replied, glancing at phoebes laptop. she seemed to be replying to emails.

“i’d say the last time you were on a tour bus must’ve been for high school? field trips or whatever they are” julien speaks from countertop. “you did graduate couple months ago right?” you nodded to confirm julien’s statement

“i feel so old now” lucy leaned back on the couch. “there’s like.. an actual child on tour with us it’s like we’re babysitting”

“i mean, i just turned 19 like a couple of months so i’m not really a kid anymore” you said with a small smile.

“oh god that’s not a child. that’s a whole fucking teenager” phoebe laughed. “or young adult. either way i feel like a senior citizen- feel like you’re gonna ask me what the great depression is like or something” this has the whole tour bus laughing.

“alright, pipe down meemaw. you’ll get your dinner and then you can watch your game shows later” julien joked, grabbing the ladle and filling the dishes.

“fresh soup from the portable stove coming up. careful- bowls are hot” julien placed the dishes down onto the table one by one. cloth covering her hands as a substitute for an oven glove.

you stared at the soup with a small smile. “thank you” julien shrugged casually “don’t even worry about it, kid”

you listened to the boys start random conversations. they’d always include you in them. it made you feel happy. you were happy to be included.

“would you rather - listen ok important question” phoebe swung her fork around carelessly as she started the conversation . lucy frowned “can you not maybe try spill soup everywhere?” phoebe gave lucy the middle finger. lucy giving her back back. you laughed loudly at the interaction unraveling before you

“ok before i was RUDLEY interrupted. would you rather be a worm or an ant. i feel like this really determines our friendship with you, kid”

you sat there with wide eyes for a moment.

“what type of question is that?”

“SEE? THANK YOU”

“OH FUCK YOU GUYS”

maybe it wasn’t that bad hanging out with the boys. you’d definitely be doing this more often.

[phoebesspikytitties]

𝔾𝕣𝕖𝕖𝕟𝕣𝕠𝕠𝕞 𝕘𝕒𝕞𝕖𝕤

Part 1

Phoebe bridgers x f reader

You're on tour with the boys, immediately there is a spark between you and pheobe, and now everyone knows it.

-🦷

!!smut!! Softish dom phoebe, oral, fingering.

Today is your first day as tour photographer for boygenius. This is so exciting and nerve wracking. For the next two weeks you're going to be on the road with people you just met, hopefully making friends along the way.

It's about an hour till the show and the boys and the rest of the crew are all sitting in the green room, playing some random card game. You come in to take some cute candids, but see Phoebe sitting with her arms crossed, looking bored.

"Is it ok if I take some pics of you guys?" You ask.

Julien and Lucy smile goofily and give an enthusiastic "Yes!"

"C'mon Pheebs!" Lucy says, rolling her eyes.

"Phoebe despises games…" Julien says.

Phoebe looks up at you, locking eyes and smiling.

"I do hate games, but also what's your name? Aren't you with us for the rest of tour?"

"I'm y/n! And yes I ammm," you say, smiling excitedly.

"That's a beautiful name," Phoebe tells you.

You blush, bringing your camera up to your face in an attempt to cover up.

"Phoebe you made her blush!!!" Says Lucy.

You feel your face get redder, also noticing Phoebe's doing the same.

"Well y/n, why don't you play with us? We've still got 30 minutes before we need to be ready," Julien says

"If you're offering…I'd love to get to know everyone before the show!" You reply.

"Yay! I was hoping to get to know you better," says Phoebe, patting the spot on the couch next to her.

This is a dream, considering you've had the hots for her since Stranger In The Alps came out.

The rest of the boys' touring team leaves, going to double check everything before the show starts and leaving you four alone. After about 15 minutes of conversation, Lucy and Julien announce that they're going to go change. Phoebe already has her outfit on, her signature skirt, and a white button up with no bra.

"Like what you see y/n?" Says phoebe, catching you looking at her perfect breasts visible through her shirt.

You decide to go along with her flirty antics, replying, "Yes phoebe, I do like what I see."

Phoebe lights up, coming closer to you on the couch, her hand on your thigh.

"Y/n, can I kiss you?"

"I guess," you say with a bratty smile

Phoebe moves to straddle your thigh, starting to kiss you.

You hear a distant "Phoebe!! 10 minutes till we're on!" That she seems to not have heard, as she is now kissing down your neck, and leaving hickeys as low as she can with your low neck top not hiding much.

Phoebe has her back to the door, as Tiana, the bass player for tour, peeks into the room with a look of shock, and mouths to you "10 minutes," putting both hands up to symbolize and closing the door as she leaves.

"Phoebe! Tiana just walked in and demonstrated that you only have 10 minutes."

"Oh shit, I can't go on stage this turned on, baby."

"Well, I have a solution to that," you say, reaching your hand up her skirt, looking up and making sure that it's ok with her.

You run your middle and ring fingers over her through her underwear, feeling how wet she is, while trying to get any friction you can off her thigh.

"Oh god y/n," Phoebe gasps as you stick your fingers into her, moving her underwear to the side.

She comes within 2 minutes, amazed at your skills.

"We still have about 7 minutes, it's your turn to be my little slut," Phoebe says, pushing you to stand up while unbuttoning your shorts.

Soon enough, you are on the edge of the couch, Phoebe eating you out like you'd never felt before, feeling the knot tighten in your stomach. Phoebe also felt this, pulling away from you to give you the eyes. Going back in with a look of determination on her face, with only about 3 minutes until she needs to be on stage. You cum almost immediately when she goes back in, your cum covering her face as someone pounds on the door, opening it.

"UNDER A MINUTE PHOEBE WE NEED TO BE REA- what?" You hear Julien yell and realize what she walked in on as Phoebe turns around, blocking you from Juliens sight.

Julien grabs phoebe by the arm, pulling her to where they had to start Wthout You Without Them.

Phoebe enters the stage for $20, hair ratty and tangled, with your cum still covering her face, which is thankfully not noticeable by the big screen cameras. In between $20 and Satanist she looks down at you, standing in front of the barricade taking pictures, and makes sure you get a good shot of her licking her lips and rolling her eyes back in her head.

After those two, you head backstage to not bug the fans at the barricade any more than you already have.

…..

The boys run off stage, phoebe running directly to you, in a spot not visible to the crowd. She kisses you hard and passionately, the taste of you still on her lips.

"Because of you, I went on stage with you all over my face, princess. You will be paying the price for it veeeerrry soon."

"We'll see how that goes for you," you reply.

She turns around and runs back on stage for the encore.

There will be more parts soon!! Thank you so much for reading 💖

-🦷

[boywithpinkcarnation]

happy valentine’s day cutie pies💝💝 did these while I was bored on my ipad today 😘