#boygenius fanfiction

[allieisacrybaby]

Summer Nights Like This

Julien Baker x Fem!Reader

no warnings, just pure summery Julien Baker fluff :)

The sun slowly descended across the horizon, the birds chirped happily, and the breeze blew cooly across your face, carrying the smell of freshly mown grass and citronella. It was the perfect summer evening. You were perched on the back porch bed swing in your Nashville home that you shared with your partner Julien. You were reading your book in utter bliss when the sound of the sliding glass door opening and closing redirected your attention from the fantasy in your hands to the woman approaching you. 

“Hey punk, how’s your book?” Julien asked, cozying up on the bed swing next to you. Sticking your finger in the book to not lose your place and reply,

“So far, so good. I’ve made quite the dent in it today.”

“That’s awesome.” she smiles, but her eyes tell a different story. 

“What have you been up to? I haven’t seen you much today.” you ask. JB sighs, slumping her shoulders forward. That was your cue. You find your bookmark, stick it between the pages, and tuck it next to you, giving her your undivided attention. JB sees your shift in awareness and pulls your dangling legs from the edge of the bed swing and into her lap, getting extra comfortable. Once she’s situated, she begins,

“I have this vision, but I just can’t seem to recreate it. I can hear it so clearly in my head, but I just can’t find a way to put it into reality. I’ve spent all day mixing different instruments and chords together, and I just cannot get it right for the life of me. It’s been absolutely exhausting and frustrating.”

“I’m sorry, love. I can’t imagine how frustrating that must be. How about you call it a day and spend the rest of the evening out here with me? We can put on some music, make dinner, and sit out here and enjoy this beautiful summer evening. How does that sound?” you suggest. 

“Really? Princess, that would be amazing.” JB smiles, you can see her body relax, and she gives you that big ‘ole cheesy grin.

“Of course! Ok, here’s the game plan. You’ll connect to the Bluetooth speakers out here and play whatever you want and just relax, and I’ll get to work making dinner inside. Oh! Do you have any requests for dinner? We have a lot of stuff because we went grocery shopping yesterday, so I can whip up whatever you want.” 

“I could really go for some pesto pasta.” she sheepishly responds.

“Coming right up!” you grin, popping up from your spot on the swing. Before you can get far, Jay grabs your wrist and pulls you down for a kiss. It’s sweet, tender, and warm, just like her. You blush deeply and scurry off to get dinner started. 

*****

Entranced in preparing the pasta and the song's melody playing throughout the house speaker system, you don’t register the sliding glass door opening and closing or the soft thump of Blundstone boots across the hardwood floor. You only register that another person has entered the kitchen when a pair of sun-warmed tattooed arms wrap around your waist.

“What are you doing in here? You’re supposed to be outside relaxing.” you chastise sweetly.

“I got lonely. I missed my girl.” Julien smiles, resting the side of her cheek on your back, effectively smooshing herself into you.

“Well, dinner is almost ready. I just need to plate this after mixing the pesto and tomatoes into the pasta. If you miss me that much, you can sit at the island and watch, but I can’t finish dinner if you’re wrapped around my waist, baby.” 

“Fine, but we're eating dinner on the bed swing so you can sit in my lap.” 

“Deal.” you agree. She unravels her arms from around your waist and gently kisses behind your ear before making her way to a barstool. 

After plating the pasta and pouring drinks, you and JB return back outside, plopping down onto the bed swing, plates of pasta in hand. JB sits her plate down to the side and makes grabby hands in your direction. You know immediately what she wants, and you shake your head with a goofy grin and scootch your way into her lap. 

Taking in the countryside before you, the sun had finally set, and what was left was an orangy hue spreading a precious glow just above the rolling planes of land. Absolutely breathtaking.

“I’m so glad this is our home.” you sigh out in gratitude, leaning into Julien’s sternum.

“I mean, yeah, but this house isn’t really my home, though,” 

Furrowing your brows in confusion, she shakes her head and continues,

“You’re my home. I could be anywhere in this world, and the minute you’re there with me, in my arms, I’m home.” 

“JB, that is the cheesiest, sweetest thing you’ve ever said. You’re such a sap.” you smile, tears slowly welling in your eyes.

“It’s true. No house could ever replace the feeling of comfort you bring me.” 

“Jay, Stop it. I’m gonna cry, and I haven’t eaten my food yet.” 

“I’m sorry, doll, I’m sorry. Let’s eat this delicious food my little chef has so kindly cooked up.” 

Dinner consisted of little talking, many satisfied groans of appreciation for a good meal, and a couple of stolen kisses. By the time you’d finished eating, the sun had been replaced by the moon, the chirping birds were replaced with chirping crickets, and a smattering of stars had appeared across the midnight-black sky. 

“That was delicious, baby, thank you.” 

“Of course. I’m always happy to take care of you when you’ve had a rough day.” you smile, snuggling into her side. 

A particularly chilly breeze rolled over the two of you. JB grabbed the tattered quilt that lay over the back of the swing and covered the two of you up. 

“I could stay out here forever.” You sighed, nuzzling your nose into Julien’s neck. Wrapping an arm around your back and pulling you closer to her side, she smiled down at your sleepy face.

“Me too, doll, me too.” 

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[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.” 

#boygenius #boygenius fic #boygenius fanfic #boygenius fanfiction #boygenius x reader #julien baker x reader #phoebe bridgers x reader #lucy dacus x reader #julien baker #phoebe bridgers #lucy dacus #boygenius fluff

[avocifera]

these pics are so camp counselor! julien coded i might just go crazy because!! look!! at!! her!! she’s like my favorite human ever and i love nature and forests and just ugh perfect combo

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[phoebesspikytitties]

This photo has sparked things in me. -🦷

#boygenius fanfiction #boygenius #julien baker

[iheartmoons]

#iykyk #the marauders #fanfiction #ao3 #boygenius #lucy dacus #phoebe bridgers #julien baker #the black sisters #narcissa black #bellatrix black #andromeda black

[rimunagenius]

Best Friends Don’t Kiss

❦ Pairing: Naomi Mcpherson x reader

❦ Word Count: 3.1k words

❦ Warnings: Fluff, a lot of kissin ;) , confessions

❦ a/n: so i’m pretty sure i can speak for everyone when i say that the julien and jo, lucy and katie, kisses, in one concert…broke the internet and the whole munagenius fandom. so obv had to incorporate that into this fic…that’s it. Just those earth shattering kisses and Naomi and Reader breaking the fucking internet.

This was lowk ass i’m ngl LMFAO

Having multiple features on Muna's album, Muna, and as their bestfriend since college, you make a decent amount of guest appearances on their tours. You don't have a music career yourself, and your not even on the featured title, opting to not out yourself out there under the guise of releasing your own music. You stuck to being the bands photographer and part time tour manager when you could, but continuing having your job as a tattoo artist.

But your favorite featured song to perform had to be 'Solid'. You and Naomi may have caused scandals during the performance of that song at any show you have attended. Maybe not scandals but on stage personas. It was speculated among Muna’s fans, and your own friends, that you two had been dating. Ever since college, you and Naomi were not beating the allegations.

Muna’s whole thing was similar to boygenius. Your favorite band besides Muna of course, of course duh, kissing eachother whenever the moment felt right. But the kissing wasn't how you and Naomi happened to attract attention to yourselves.

Recently, for the last 6 shows you accompanied Muna on, either Naomi was caught looking to you when they sang background for the chorus or you were caught being more provocative towards Naomi. That could have easily been misconstrued as you two being inlove and in a secret relationship. But if it wasn't Naomi creating an uproar, it had been you.

The fans have caught onto Naomi but you quickly counteracted by slowly sauntering over to them or Jo, mostly Naomi, and grabbing their face while singing the same lines in the chorus. All too much passion for two bestfriends. Atleast that’s what the fans thought.

Needless to say, your onstage personas were definitely two queers in love with one another. The fans ate that shit up.

Tonight, Muna was opening for boygenius. The concert was moving along perfectly. The energy was alive, and the crowd was jumping. You honestly loved watching your best friends have everything they have ever wanted out of their passion for music. Naomi especially.

You had met Naomi before they met Katie and Josette. Photography being the reason you went to school with them, music or Naomi, being the reason you changed your major halfway through your sophomore year of college. Never having the intention of pursuing it, but full intentions of helping your closest friends get to where they wanted.

Naomi was a special person in your life. Watching them grow and the ambition to pursue the dream they have wanted from a young age was something so surreal and exciting. Which brings you back to tonight. Watching them play alongside y’all’s lifelong friends.

Side stage, a few feet away from Naomi, they smiled at you, signaling your entrance, to sing one of the featured songs you are apart of. Solid.

Moving about the stage, dancing with Josette, big smiles on your faces while Katie took the first half of the song. Singing supporting vocals for Katie, you eventually found your similar path that led you to Naomi. She’s so solid. You sang as you moved your hips to the rythm.

Reaching Naomi, you looked to the crowd, seeing eyes on you, you grabbed Naomi’s face, My baby’s so solid, you sang. The crowd screaming.

As you sang the words into the mic, Naomi looked at you, singing the words right back to you. She’s so solid, My baby’s so solid. They sang. You smiled at them, your noses brushing close together, gauging the reaction from the crowd before kissing their cheek and moving to Katie.

You sang your half of the song, soon turning it into a duet with your bestfriend Katie. Josette occasionally jamming out with you two. The rest of the set was short, Muna ending it with Silk Chiffon. You occasionally in awe of Josette as she played guitar on her knees infront of you and Katie. Performing was so fun when you were with them.

You and the band eventually went back and side stage decompressing while the headliner band, your dearest friends, boygenius, set up for their show.

“You think Y/n and Naomi broke the internet yet?” Josette asked, wiggling her eyebrows at both of you.

“If that didn’t break the internet, this for sure will.” Katie said as she put her phone up, taking a picture of you and Naomi. You again, grabbed Naomi’s cheeks with one hand, softly pinching their cheeks, kissing the corner of their lips. A little too close for best friends.

“Oh, wow. Okay, Katie. Let’s not.” Naomi said as they waved one hand in the air to her, their other hand holding your waist, as you had been seated in their lap.

“I really thought you guys were hard launching whatever this was out there, not gonna lie.” Katie said, pointing towards you both, looking to Josette for agreement.

“No seriously. Thought Y/n was going to start fucking you, Naomi. Was about to have Frankie get you guys a room.” Jo laughed as she looked to Kelli.

“Haha, very funny Josette Maskin.” You laughed before turning to Naomi. “What exactly did she think we were hard launching?” You asked.

“I don’t know but that just means we have undeniable and palpable chemistry, baby. We got the whole world thinking we’re in love.” They laughed, kissed your cheek, and continued talking to Katie.

You weren’t going to lie and say that you weren’t inlove with your best friend. It was pretty fucking obvious to anyone in the room. You and Naomi just always shut it down. You didn’t know if it was because they didn’t reciprocate the feelings or if it was so they didn’t discover a truth neither one of you were ready to admit.

Either way, you’d continue to make the harmless jokes and suggestions, until one day they reciprocate it. Or better yet, admit they love you just like you love them.

Soon, a stagehand found you guys backstage, Julien apparently wanting all of you on the stage to perform with them. You had all been a close knit circle considering all of your age differences. You all just bonded over the same passion for music and doing what you love infront of thousands of people.

The set for ‘Salt in the Wound’ just started, Naomi on piano/keyboard, Josette playing background guitar with Julien, Katie, you, Pheobe, and Lucy all singing.

It got to the chorus and all of you were singing, the crowd matching the volume and energy. Suddenly something had been in the air. Everyone had been loving on eachother. Lucy the first one to make rounds with everyone.

You and Pheobe started hugging Julien and Josette. You letting go with a kiss to both their cheeks, Pheobe pushing them together. They shared a kiss on the lips, the crowd losing their minds. You and Pheobe looked at eachother, you grabbed her hips and pulled her in. Your hand now holding her head against your lips as you two kissed eachother passionately.

Pulling apart, Lucy and Katie were rolling on the ground full on making out. Eventually Lucy had pulled away, Katie scrambling from under Lucy to then snatch you into a kiss and a meaningful hug. Lucy had made her way from Naomi, over to you, kissing your cheek. You looked at her face, her red lipstick smudged, hair tousled.

She then winked at you, as you made eye contact with Naomi, your smile already taking over your lips. You were originally going in for a small kiss on the cheek, knowing how Naomi doesn’t really feel comfortable with the lip kissing since everyone is kissing everyone. Germs and stuff.

What you hadn’t known was that Naomi had dodged any pass that anyone had made on them. But as you were about to stand on your tippy toes, tilting your head to reach their cheek, they grabbed the bottom of your jaw, pulling your lips onto theirs.

The impact immediately set fire to your skin. Warm fuzzy feelings alive and around your stomach as you both kissed eachother. Your hands landing on their hips, their hands on either side of your face, holding you to their lips. The contact not breaking until either one of you run out of breath.

The crowd was losing their minds, your kiss projected on the big screen behind the band. There’s no way no one was missing this, and there was absolutely no way you guys were beating the couple allegations now.

You smiled as you both pulled away. The crowd losing their shit. They had suspected it for a while now, just seeing the passion and affection conveyed through the kiss live and well, was a change for them. A significant change for you.

Before you started to walk away, Naomi had grabbed your hips, yet again pulling you into another kiss. Your lips moving in sync. Your tongues meeting each others. Your hands on their cheeks. You couldn’t help the giggle that escaped your lips as you pulled apart.

This concert had to be your favorite of this whole tour. Hands down. Once Muna and boygenius closed the concert, you all had met backstage.

You were all standing in a circle, talking and laughing about what you all had just done and making plans for later after everyone was done. The usual debrief, of course. “Okay, lets talk about Naomi and Y/n. What the actual fuck was that?” Pheobe asked, giggling.

“Yeah, that wasn’t very ‘we’re just friends’ of you.” Lucy looked at you. Her knowing glance towards everyone else and then to you two. The constant deferring you used to do whenever she brought up you and Naomi. Julien laughed as she hid her face in Lucy’s arm as she continued to belly laugh.

“Yeah, explain.” Katie looked quizzically at you both. Her eyes jumping to both of you every second. Josette standing with her arms crossed, waiting for an answer.

“Hey man, I thought we were all just kissing. So I kissed Y/n.” Naomi shrugged their shoulders. Their arm slinging around your shoulders.

“Yeah, totally.” You nodded your head in agreement. “Can’t friends kiss?” You smiled as you looked at your friends knowing they have all kissed eachother. Including the ones who have significant others. You guys do it all the time on stage. Nothing was different about this kiss, right?

“Best friends don’t kiss like that.” Jo pointed between the two of you.

“Yeah, yeah, whatever. It was just for the show.” You shrugged her comment off. Really hoping this wasn’t because you two were ‘just friends.’

“Was it just for the show?” Naomi found themself standing infront of the foot of your bed in the hotel room you both wanted to share. You were performing here again tomorrow.

“Was what for the show?” You asked. Putting your phone down, the lock screen of you and Naomi posing in the mirror of your bathroom back home.

“The kiss. Practically the make out on stage.” They sat down near your feet. Awaiting your answer.

“I don’t know you tell me, Nomi. You’re the one that kissed me like you needed me to breathe.” You chuckled awkwardly, sitting up fully, looking at the person across the from you. The person you had been inlove with for soooo long already. It wasn’t normal.

“Because I do. I wouldn’t have kissed you like that unless I knew for sure that I wanted you. I do. I need you. But I just want to know if you need me and wanted me too.” Naomi wasn’t afraid to admit that they had been totally enamored by you to the point of insatiable desire. Granted they weren’t one to publically display their passionate makeouts with a partner infront of thousands of people, but they couldn’t possibly hold back from you in that moment.

“Of course I want you.” You whispered. The confession leaving their lips leaving you shocked and breathless. A weight lifting from your chest as the relief of the years worth of longing, yearning, and desire was matched by the one person you wanted it from. Naomi moved from the foot of the bed, now sitting next to you, forcing your bodies to face eachother again.

“Yeah? No bullshit?” Naomi asked. Suddenly becoming nervous at the thought of you reciprocating their feelings. “I didn’t actually think-“

“Hey, Naomi?” They stopped speaking, eyes growing wide.

“Yeah?” They asked you, their eyes focused on yours. Butterflies becoming an overwhelming sensation in both your bellies. Both your guys’ skin on fire; the cold hotel room blankets and sheets not doing a goddam thing.

“Kiss me.” You said. Immediately there was contact. Your lips found theirs. The feeling a lot more sensual and real. The kiss you had shared on stage was passionate and full of love. But this one; in private with no prying eyes to watch you exchange the love and affection you two had for one another. The feeling was unmatched.

You moved into their lap. Now straddling their hips as they sat under you, in the bed you two were sharing tonight. Your hands enveloping their face. Their arms pulling you in by wrapping completely around your waist.

Another make out ensued but this time, a lot slower. A lot more intimate than before. A moment you knew you’d both cherish forever. No one else, just you two.

Pulling apart, you continued to hold their face in your hands. Suddenly and totally enamored with every small detail about them that you realized you never took the proper amount of time to admire before. The crappy hotel room lamps casting the perfect glow on their face. You started counting all the small freckles across their face, the shiny and polished jewelry of their nose piercings.

Each individual curl that fell onto their face. You just couldn’t get enough of Naomi. They consumed you. Everything to you was about them. “What are you looking at?” They chuckled nervously, as their eyes scanned over every inch of your face.

“You, and how amazing you look.” You smiled, your eyes meeting theirs. Naomi’s nose scrunched, a big cheesy smile, their perfect teeth on display.

“Oh my god, baby. That was so cheesy.” You both giggled, Naomi rolling you guys over so you’re laying on your back, with them hovering over you. Kissing again before looking at eachother in the eyes. “Guess we can’t say we’re best friends anymore, huh?”

“No, because best friends don’t kiss.”

“Uh yeah, they do. Me, Katie, and Jo do it all the time.” Naomi said, giving you a ‘are you serious’ look.

“Oh, my bad. They don’t make out in each others arms in the bed that they’re sharing. That’s something couples do.” You replied, pushing loose curls out of their face.

“Oh, so we’re a couple now?” Naomi asked, semi serious look on their face, in a joking tone. Full intent on making you their girlfriend whether you were suggesting it or not.

“I don’t know, are we?” You wanted them to say it. To hear it come from their lips, looking at you, is something you have fantasized about for the longest time. The better part of your friendship. You obviously never saw yourself making it official…why do it now? You wanted to so bad but you wanted them to. Selfish, but you wanted it. You were gonna make them your partner, whether you had to act like you already were or for them to say it.

The little game of back and forth was eating you both up alive. One of you needed to say that you were together. Your eyes daring eachother to.

“You wanna be my girlfriend, gorgeous girl?” Naomi’s eyes grew soft, their long lithe fingers pushing your hair behind your ears. Naomi loved that they could see all of your face like this. They loved you like this. You, lying under them, them asking you to be their girlfriend. There was nowhere else Naomi wanted to be then right here over you. Looking at you like you had hung the moon and the stars.

“I would love to be your girlfriend, baby.” You kissed Naomi, smiling into the kiss. Rolling over again, you ending up back in their lap, straddling their hips. Pulling apart, your foreheads resting on each others, you simultaneously whispered ‘finally.’

Unbeknownst to you both, the sudden synchronous exclaim had you in a fit of giggles before you decided to take a picture of Naomi. To announce that what you two shared was real and not some show for the fans or some way to express your love for eachother while being completely and utterly in denial of the other loving you back.

Your hand pinching their cheeks, because when did you not take pictures of them like this…literally never. You still straddling their lap, Naomi smiled widely. We’re talking the biggest smile you have ever seen grace their handsome face. You put your phone up, making sure to get your legs wrapping around their hips before taking the picture. You changed the filter to black and white, captioning it ‘my baby💍💋’ before posting it.

You set your phone down, and kissed Naomi passionately once more. Turning off the big lights in the room, the small lights creating a nice calm, romantic ambiance. You both layed in eachothers arms. The total bliss you felt to be together—officially. It was amazing.

You two turned on the TV, and about ten minutes after turning it on, fifteen minutes after posting your hard launch, Josette, who happened to be sharing a room with her girlfriend next door, started yelling.

She was so loud you could hear her through the walls. It didn’t take any longer to gather what she had been yelling about. “Fucken finally! They’re finally official!”

You and Naomi both laughed at your bestfriend before interlocking your fingers together and enjoying the rest of your peaceful and romantic time together. As a couple. The allegations definitely got to you and were in no way gonna be beat now.

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[hardbeingcasual]

“So put down the knife, we’re not swapping blood.”

WE’RE IN LOVE! / ETHAN LANDRY

♪ WE’RE IN LOVE, BOYGENIUS / MASTERLIST / SCREAM MASTERLIST

pairings. ethan landry x gn reader

warnings. blood, heartbreak, betrayal, normal things for scream, killing, angst, not proofread,

summary. you find out something you would of never expected about Ethan.

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You pressed yourself up against the wall, sweat dripping down your forehead like it was a storm, your hand clutching your side as it bled. A few moments ago you found out Ethan, your Ethan, was apart of the killings that took place in New York. One of those who stalked upon people and used them as prey.

You couldn’t believe it, you couldn’t believe him.

Why did he comfort you all year about last year in Woodsboro with Amber and Richie, when he was just going to make it worse?

It was one big sick game.

You noticed a shard of glass next to you and quickly grabbing it, incase someone were to sneak up on you. Your breaths came out shakily as you scurried away from where you were, trying to run from any of the killers.

But you didn’t go unoticed by Ethan, he ran after you, his arms draping around your waist as he grabbed you and pinned you against the floor, his knife going to your throat, you try to fight him but his hold against you was strong.

There was a churning in your stomach, this was it, today you were dying. Woodsboro was just the start, New York was the end.

There was definitely blood drawing from his grip, the only thing you can hear was your heartbeat in your ears.

You look into his eyes, his gaze so dangerous, it almost made you sick.

After moments, he decides to let you go. Looking like he was feeling guilty. You stand up, share one last glance with him and then you’re off.

It wasn’t long until Quinn found you again, after having stabbed you before the reveal, she looked like she wanted to do it more, repeatedly, until your heart slowed, and stopped forever.

“My brother may be too much of a pussy to kill you, but I’m not.” She ran towards you her knife raised in the air, you backed up but it was a dead end, you were done for. Until you noticed a brick on the floor. Another brick to be thrown in her face again, you almost smirked at that.

You quickly picked it up and hit her repeatedly with it. The blood splattering allover your face in the process. Disgusting.

You were struggling to breath as you sat next to Quinn, your hand once again on the wound on your stomach. The theatre was quiet now, it had to be over. There was no more yelling.

You looked across the room, noticing Ethan’s limp body. A tear rolled down your cheek at it, blending with Quinn’s blood. You should not feel sad about him, but you do. You wished things were different.

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notes. MY REQUESTS R OPEN PLS REQUEST I BEGGG…. i hate this i feel like i haven’t wrote in forever though.

#ethan landry #jack champion #scream vi #scream vi fanfic #woodsboro #scream vi x reader #jack champion x reader #ethan landry x reader #ethan landry fanfiction #boygenius #scream x reader #scream fanfic #scream vi 2023

[macabre-mangled]

 La Petite Mort

Julien Baker x AFAB Reader

Warnings: smut!, porn without plot, usage of female parts, multiple orgasms, fingering, dildo, vibrator, use of “good girl”

Summary: Julien gives you multiple orgasms. That’s it.

A/N: obviously I don’t mean any harm in this blurb so don’t assume so. Also this is my first full smut blurb.

Her tongue was deep inside your pussy. Her nose brushing your clit with each stroke. She was skilled. And incessant on getting you to cum. It was like it was her one mission. Not that you minded with the way she pumps her tongue in and out of your cunt, lapping like a dog. It was messy but not sloppy. She’d been going at it for about 30 minutes and you could feel the familiar knot in your stomach about to come undone. And with one last lick at your clit you cum onto her face. She of course smirks and simply licks it off. You’re panting and laying back when she inserts a purple dildo into your overstimulated cunt. As you whine and squirm she simply shushes you. “You can take it baby, shhh.”

She pumped the dildo in and out like she did her tongue moments ago. The dildo hitting places you’ve never felt before. You throw your head back. The sound of your moans reverberating the four walls. You felt her pick up the pace at the sound of your moans, her hips hitting yours harshly. She straddled you with her hands holding your hips in place, the strap on starting to vibrate as she flips a switch. You cry out as she continues her thrusts. Her own moans sounding off as well as the vibrations of the strap on her clit. “Come on baby, give it to me.”

You moan harder as she continues her thrusts and goes even faster. You feel her lean over you never stopping her ministrations as she mouths and nips at your tits, her tongue circling around your left nipple before doing the same to the right. She smirks against you as she feels you squirt but doesn’t stop. “We’re not done baby. Be a good girl and take it.”

She says this and punctuates it by hitting your g spot repeatedly. You take your nails down her back as she continues hitting it over and over. The vibrating adding to your fucked out state. You lose the ability to think as she rubs your clit in circles. She has the audacity to giggle at the state of you. That’s when you feel the most kind numbing orgasm you’ve ever had as she hits your g spot again. She cums with you as you cry out.

“I wasn’t too rough was I?”

“No Jules you were perfect.”

You spend the rest of the night in her arms as she praises you. Your brain mush.

#x reader #fanfic #fanfiction #writing #writers on tumblr #julien baker #julien baker smut #julien baker x reader #boygenius #boygenius x reader

[boywithpinkcarnation]

the way julien baker got me on wattpad… this is out of hand

#julien baker #julien baker x reader #julien baker smut #little oblivions #turn out the lights #sprained ankle #boygenius #the record #wattpad #fanfiction

[jpegofdoriangray]

alright literally begging the boygenius members to get the boyband treatment like where are the x readers this is so rude

#king julien #julien baker #phoebe bridgers #lucy dacus #boygenius #jake kiszka #josh kiszka #greta van fleet #x reader #fanfiction #boy genius

[jakeysbuttsheeks]

Me: I don't have a type

Also me:

#julien baker smut #julien baker #greta van fleet #greta van fic #gvf #gvf jake #gvf smut #jacob thomas kiszka #jake gvf #jake kiska fic #jake kiszka imagine #gvf fanfiction #jaket kiszka #jake kiszka #jake kiszka smut #jake kiszka one shot #boygenius #pheobe bridgers #boygenius julien baker #boygenius smut #julien baker boygenius #i need help #i need him #i need them #pintetest #chewing glass #mother

[trueblueidiot]

Thorns and Roses

Julien Baker X fem!reader smut

18+ only please!!!!

Warnings: digital penetration, dirty talking, cussing, teasing, I think that's all.

FYI, this is my first smut ever, so yeah, don't expect anything spectacular lol

also thank you @jake-kiszkas-smirk for helping me with editing. love you bunches!!

“You’re so pretty.” you sigh, placing a kiss over the second skin protecting Julien’s new thorn crown tattoo. It had been a few days since Julien got her new ink, and you were still in awe. The thorns beautifully accentuated her chest and fit perfectly with the rest of the ink adorning her skin. 

“You’re too sweet, baby.” she smiles, kissing your forehead while playing with your hair. You and Julien are sprawled across the couch, having a lazy day. Your body lies atop hers, legs intertwined. 

Too preoccupied playing with your hair, she doesn’t register your hand slowly creeping down to unravel the strings of her sweatpants. However, her eyebrows quirked up, and a sly grin appeared across her lips when you pushed the waistband down to expose more of her v-line. Your thumb began to rub deep circles into her right hip. Eyes never leaving hers, you start placing opened-mouth kisses across the expanse of her tattoo.

“So, so, so, pretty.” you say in between kisses. 

Julien breaks the eye contact, throwing her head back against the arm of the couch, a sigh puffing through her lips.

“Quit teasing, baby.” Julien groans, grabbing your wrist, trying to push it where she needs you most. Chuckling softly, you raise yourself off her to shimmy her sweats and underwear down the length of her legs, throwing them somewhere on the hardwood floor. Her head raises for a second to watch you scootch yourself up her body, getting face level with her chest and propping yourself up on the side of your forearm. 

“Hi.” you whisper, smiling at her.

“Hi.” she smiles back with that cheesy goofy grin. You giggle lightly as one of her hands snakes its way behind your head to pull you into a kiss. It’s gentle at first, but Julien gets increasingly desperate the longer it goes on, licking into your mouth and deepening the kiss. It’s your turn to groan as her free hand goes under your shirt to play with your nipple. You gasp as she pinches and pulls with the right force to be painful but pleasurable.

Your hand begins a rhythm of sliding up and down her inner thigh. You further test her limits by grazing your pinky against her groin. Julien gasps against your lips, breaking the kiss and pulling her hand from under your shirt.

“Please?” Julien whines, smacking a hard kiss against your lips, almost as an offering. 

“I’m getting there, I promise.” 

Julien throws her head back against the armrest of the couch in frustration. She huffs out a groan and rolls her hips up into your hand. She is trying to gain some sort of friction. Your hand ceases its strokes, opting to grip the meat of her inner thigh instead.

“Please, please, please quit the teasing. I need you, need your fingers. Need to feel them in me; feel you in me.” she pleads, looking you right in the eyes.

“Well, since you finally asked so politely.” you kiss the juncture between her neck and jaw.

Sliding your hand up her thigh to cup her first, you slowly ease your middle and ring finger down her clit, through her labia, feeling the wetness that now pooled between her lips. Pull your fingers back up, collecting her arousal to place it on her clit, massaging slow, tight circles.

Her hips jump slightly, and you smirk at how worked up you can get her in such a short amount of time.

“Better?” you ask cockily, kissing the underside of her jaw. 

“Mmmhmmm.” is all Julien can muster to whine out between her heavy panting. 

Your two fingers migrate from her clit down to her entrance, where you slip them into her heat, curling.   

“Oh, yes! Thank you, thank you!” she praises. Her hand finds purchase in your hair, grabbing a fistful of it and tugging slightly, trying to ground herself. Your ministrations reduce Julien to a squirming fucked out state. Her breathing is ragged and uneven. And the only sounds coming from her parted lips are soft “uhs” of pleasure. 

Your open-mouth kisses upon her collarbones and sternum grow sloppy, but you keep them persistent in appreciation of her thorn tattoo. 

With a particularly pointed curl of your fingers, you hit that spongey soft spot within Julien, and her hips jolt up into your hand.

“Oh god, right there! If you keep that up, I’m going to cum.” she states through gritted teeth.

“I gotcha. Just cum all pretty on my fingers.” you coo.

You speed up the pace of your fingers, trying to get her to her peak. You know she's close because she keeps trying to close her knees, her toes are curling, and her legs are shaking.

“Uh!” Julien cries out, cumming on your finger. Working her through her peak, your fingers slow down as her shaking and breathing slow down. You pull your fingers from her and pop them into your mouth, licking them clean. As Julien catches her breath, her head tips down to look at you, and she’s got the most fucked out grin on her face. 

“God, you’re good with your fingers.” she laughs. You smile at her, placing a gentle kiss on her cheek. 

“All for you. I love you, J.” 

“Love you too. Thank you.” 

“Of course, baby. It was my pleasure.” you turn your head and throw her an exaggerated wink, which sends her into a fit of giggles. 

#julien baker x reader #julien baker #jb #boygenius #julien baker fanfic #julien baker fanfiction #fanfiction #julien baker smut

[avocifera]

ok but imagine camp counselor julien……… ok so keep with me as i try to explain my thoughts!

reader is also a counselor at the same camp she used to go as a kid (idk how camp works so pls ignore anything not close to reality) and this year a new girl shows up and suddenly all the kids are drawn to her because!! she plays the guitar!! and sings!! and is the kindest human!!!this leads reader into getting annoyed at julien because they’re not kids favorite counselor anymore :///

best friends! phoebe and lucy who just laugh at reader because clearly there’s more to it than meets the eye so they take it as a mission alongside the older kids to try and get reader and julien together, baker always stealing glances at reader and vice versa 😞😞😞

#nia talk show #boygenius fanfiction #boygenius fanfic #boygenius au #boygenius headcanons #julien baker headcanons #julien baker au #boygenius x reader #julien baker fanfic #julien baker x reader #julien baker fanfiction #julien baker fluff

[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 💖

-🦷

#phoebe bridgers smut #phoebe bridgers fanfiction #boygenius fanfiction #boygenius smut #phoebe bridgers x reader

[dewdropip]

Kind of a compilation of edit audios I found, and some others I thought were fitting.

Made this about 2 years ago, when I first read the book, and added a few songs over time. Didn’t know what to do with the heartbreak, had to put it somewhere.

#manacled #aesthetic #music playlist #spotify #senlinyu #fanfic #fic playlist #fanfiction #ao3 #original playlist #spotify playlist #dramione #harry potter au #throwback #variety #sad vibes #fanfic writing #phoebe bridgers #florence and the machine #the band ghost #tame impala #gorillaz #cigarettes after sex #the neighbourhood #boygenius #mitski #ellie goulding

[eldritch-thrumming]

bigbang fic reveal 🥰 i’ll be working with @hellfiredemon & @steves-strapcollection

can’t wait to share everything with you in october :)

excerpt under the cut

February, 1996

Eddie rushes off the stage, sweat dripping down his back, practically high on the adrenaline of a great show. Someone shoves a towel into his hands and he wipes at his face, dragging the coarse fabric across his skin. Nights like this were exactly what he’d dreamed of back in Hawkins when he used to lay on a splintered picnic table and stare up at the stars. When he and Gareth and Jeff would talk about their music and where they were going and where they’d end up. They used to talk about nights at the Garden, the sold out shows and the stadium lights, crowds screaming their own words right back at them.

Eddie’s skin is buzzing. The air feels electric, like it could snap in two at any moment. He feels like he could fly, like he could take on a thousand demobats and survive. This is what he’s always wanted. This is where he was always meant to be.

He’s led back into the green room where he strips his shirt off and pulls on another one, one that’s not drenched in his own sweat. The crew generally handles packing up the stage and the equipment, but he doesn’t trust anyone with his sweetheart, the guitar he’d pulled from the demon dimension, the guitar that had saved his life, Dustin’s life… Steve’s life. He packs her away carefully, lovingly, with gentle fingers.

He’s ushered out of the venue and into the back seat of his waiting car, a big black SUV. The lights of New York City are blinding and the energy on the street makes his heart thrum in his chest. He never could have imagined that he’d really be doing this, that he’d really travel to places he’d only ever read about, places where people scream his name. 

The car pulls away from the curb, ready to transport him back to his expensive hotel room. He relaxes back into the leather seat.

He does his best to ignore the billboard with Steve Harrington’s handsome face looming over Times Square.

~*~

April, 1988

Steve pulls up outside the trailer after work. He’s decided he’s going to tell Eddie today. He’s going to tell Eddie he loves him. He doesn’t think he can hold it in anymore. He’s pretty sure Eddie loves him back. He thinks he can see it in the way Eddie looks at him when he thinks Steve isn’t looking. 

He pulls his key from the ignition and steps out of his car, brushing his sweaty palms on his jeans. He walks up the newly-built steps to the trailers front door. He’s barely able to knock at all before the door’s being wrenched open. Steve practically leaps back in surprise, but then he registers Eddie’s grinning face, Eddie’s pale hand reaching out to grab at the front of Steve’s shirt to pull him inside. 

Steve holds his hand against Eddie’s chest when Eddie moves in close, aiming for a kiss. “Wait, I have something to tell you,” he says, voice practically a whisper.

Eddie pulls back slightly. “Yeah?” He sounds nervous. “What’s wrong, Stevie?”

Steve swallows. “Nothing’s wrong.” He clears his throat, eyes darting to the side, stalling. He loves Eddie and he wants to say it, wants to tell him, to smile and laugh and whisper it against his skin. But he remembers the last time he’d said it to someone, how Nancy Wheeler had squeezed his heart to ruin in her tiny pink-polished fingers. He can’t bear the thought of Eddie doing that, too. Knows, somehow, that it’ll be worse than before. But he’s promised himself he’d say it, knows that Eddie deserves to hear it. He makes himself brave. “I just—I wanted to tell you that I… that I love you, Eddie.”

Eddie stills for a moment, frozen, pinned by Steve’s words. His hand comes up to grip Steve’s chin in his fingers. He forces Steve to look at him. “Really?” His voice comes out so breathless, like he can’t believe what Steve has said. Steve can feel Eddie’s breath against his lips, wants to feel it like this always.

Steve nods. “Yeah, really.” A smile spreads across Eddie’s face, slow and wide and bright, and Steve is helpless to fight it. His heart beats fast in his chest. He smiles back at Eddie.

“Never been loved before,” Eddie whispers, moving in close, lips brushing over Steve’s.

Me neither, Steve thinks, but doesn’t say. He knows better. Eddie finally kisses him then, a brush of lips before he licks his way into Steve’s mouth. Steve almost forgets that Eddie doesn’t say it back.

~*~

It’s been a week since Steve had told Eddie that he loved him. Steve has said it a few times since, at the end of phone calls, as he’s leaving the trailer for work in the morning, when he drives the kids to Hellfire and drops a kiss to the top of Eddie’s head. It feels good to say it, to mean it, all desire and want and affection rolled up in three little words, but it doesn’t escape Steve’s notice that he’s the only one saying it.

Steve isn’t stupid, despite what his friends might say when they tease him. He’s good at reading people and he knows himself better than anyone. He knows that he falls too hard too fast, knows that it can be intimidating or scary or off-putting for some people. He knows that’s a large part of what drove Nancy away. But Eddie is different. Steve has never felt the way he feels when he’s around Eddie. Eddie is so much himself, so affectionate and self-assured, that Steve thinks they’re on the same page. He doesn’t blame Eddie at all for not saying it back. He loves Eddie enough for both of them right now. Eddie will get there, Steve knows he will. He just has to be patient, wait it out. Love him so good that Eddie can’t hep but love him back.

So Steve isn’t necessarily worried, not like he had been with Nancy when she hadn’t said it back. When she couldn’t say it back. They were young and they were stupid. Steve had grown since then, had figured out who he was, to a certain degree. He knew not to pressure someone into loving him now, knew that it was almost impossible. People either loved you or they didn’t. There was nothing Steve could do to make it true. 

If anything, saying I love you to Eddie had been an objectively good thing. Eddie hadn’t said it back, but it was as if, by saying it, vocalizing the feeling, Steve had made it real and Eddie had responded in kind. Steve can’t remember the last time he’d been kissed so much, the last time he’d been touched and held safe. This was a good thing, Steve thinks, believes, knows, deep down in the bones of his heart. It is always a good thing, to love someone. Steve knows that to be true. He believes that with everything he has. Even if it’s someone who doesn’t love him back, someone who can’t love him back. Loving is always an objective good. 

It was enough to want, to care for, to love, even if he wasn’t loved in return.. Steve had convinced himself a long time ago that he didn’t always need it returned. 

A month after he tells Eddie he loves him for the first time, Steve stands outside the trailer with Wayne and watches Eddie Munson leave Hawkins behind for good.

#steddie #steddie fic #steddie fanfic #steddie fanfiction #steddie bigbang #eddie munson #steve harrington #rockstar!eddie munson #musician!steve harrington #famous!steddie #platonic stobin #stobin are boygenius