Julien Baker and Abigail Brooks have been a happy couple for years now. They bought an apartment together, and adopted their dog, Dorothea (named after the Taylor Swift song, of course). They're that couple that the media obsesses over, given that Julien is a popular music artist, and the couple that's just always doing well. They've had their ups and down individually, but together they are unstoppable. So what happens when they are stopped, by an unidentified source that's causing Abigail's health to falter? Started: July 16th, 2023 Finished: March 11th, 2024 #1 in "boygenius" as of 8/23/24

┌───── ⋆⋅✦⋅⋆ ─────┐ "𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒔𝒐 𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒚 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒚 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆." "𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒓𝒆." "𝑺𝒐 𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒎𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒚 𝑰 𝒄𝒂𝒏'𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒑 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖?" "𝒀𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒅𝒓𝒖𝒏𝒌 𝒃𝒂𝒃𝒚." "𝑰'𝒗𝒆 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒃𝒆𝒓." └───── ⋆⋅✦⋅⋆ ─────┘ ❛ 𝘑𝘶𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘯 𝘉𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘳 𝘹 𝘖𝘊 𝘢𝘶 ❜

~some things you just can't speak about.~ // hazel eloise finley's old english and frankly quite pretentious name was never released to public whenever she survived the shooting at her high school. not even after the paramedics took her away with a severe bullet wound to the calf or even whenever she drug and hopped herself outside for medical attention afterwards either. only known as the jane doe that survived a school shooting, and the years of physical therapy, permanent nerve damage and chronic pain proved to be the least of her worries. it took years of therapy, hospitalizations, and prescriptions for her to even feel ready to start college after high school. and whenever she did, much like her name, she was determined to bury it. despite the trauma she went on to become one of the most gifted music majors enrolled at the prestigious university in Nashville, TN, an honors student, a residential advisor, and slowly making her way to the student council someday. Though just coming into her sophomore year, a heavily tattooed literature major transfers into the room across from hers that throws everything off track. Julien Rose Baker infuriated her at first, not only because her friends and roommates were loud and obnoxious and stayed up all hours of the night playing loud music and probably doing anything but studying, but because she was better than her, in every sense of the word. sight reading music without missing a beat or a note, shredding her guitar in nearly every practice room, leaving most professors in awe of her vocal range, and not to mention the writings of hers read during some of the english classes the two shared. it was jealousy at its finest. though whenever an unexpected turn of events leaves hazel almost having no choice but to be vulnerable, something else besides avoiding her dorm neighbor might turn into something else. ~ TW for gun violence, ptsd, anxiety, depression, etc...

two best friends run a bar; three best friends visit. will a friendship blossom? or something more?

Addiction is everlasting. There's no end, there's no reprieve. There is no getting better. You fail and you fall and you remake mistakes. But you're stronger for it. Being an addict doesn't mean you're weak, you're only weak if you let it make you as much. All you can do is fight, learn, be stronger from it. Find new addictions in better things, find addiction in love, in exercise, in poetry. Find a new addiction in being better. I had to take it into my own hands guys, there are ZERO phobe fanfics out there and if they are then GIVE ME THEM. Anyway, please enjoy what I intend to be a heartbreakingly gay love story. phoebe x fem!reader