#phoebe lucille bridgers

[nofatclips]

when the party's over by Billie Eilish featuring boygenius, live from the Electric Ballroom

[stillwithmeisonlyyou]

This song always makes me think it must so precious to be loved by lucy. Like obviously I don't know lucy or julien personally but the way she describes julien and her thought processes or her actions always makes me think she knows her so intrinsically. It never fails to make me cry because her love is so unconditional and transcendant, it makes me wish somebody told me these things or felt this way about me.

I just have a lot of emotions today and I just wanted to share.

[anxiety-lemsbian]

hi i was just wondering

please reblog for a bigger sample size!

[innerstrawberrypolice]

I LOVE PHOEBE BRIDGERS, RAHHHH!!!!!!

[calamitoustide]

"Maybe in another lifetime." Why not this one?

moon song - phoebe bridgers/unknown/@/leemartenspoetry/lucille clifton the book of light: “climbing”/fred elwell - the wedding dress/WSJ gallery/waiting room - pheobe bridgers/everything everywhere all at once/we're in love - boygenius

[petrichor-moss-and-lightning]

on 6000 years of longing. on love, even in the face of annihilation.

Mitski, "Star" // Amal El-Mohtar, Max Gladstone., This is How You Lose the Time War // Mitski, "I Don't Smoke" // Anne Sexton // Phoebe Bridgers, "Moon Song" // Mina Loy, "Three Moments in Paris" // Mitski, "I'm Your Man" // Emery Allen // Lilith Kerr, from unloving the knife // Hozier, "From Eden" // Sue Zhao // Lilith Kerr, from unloving the knife // Yves Olade, "Belovéd" // Hozier, "NFWMB" // Natalie Wee, "Least of All, Our Bodies & Other Fine Machines // Richard Siken, Crush // Richard Siken, Crush // unknown (I'm sorry, I can't find the original author) // Hozier, "Francesca" // Hozier, "Unknown / Nth" // The National, "Don't Swallow the Cap" // Neil Hilborn, "A Place Where Someone Loves You" // Lucille Clifton, "climbing" // The Crane Wives, "Never Love an Anchor" // Richard Siken, "Litany in Which Certain Things Are Crossed Out" // Jane Austen, Emma // Phoebe Bridgers, "Waiting Room" // unknown

[nccds]

“all this freedom just freaks me out”

phoebe lucille bridgers you get me

[boygeniussy]

“Too tired to piss, too full of piss to sleep.”

-Phoebe Lucille Bridgers

[ryleecarnegie]

⸻eva birthistle, fifty, female, she/her ; ] … the photo on the missing poster is of RYLEE CARNEGIE. they are FIFTY, and have been missing for SIX MONTHS. when the sun rises, they work as A TEACHER. rumors in town say they can be ANXIOUS  and PROTECTIVE. they chose to live in TOWN, and have an uncanny resemblance to IRIS ( THE HOLIDAY ) ELIZABETH JAMES ( THE PARENT TRAP ) MOLLY WEASLEY ( HARRY POTTER ) JOANNE ( NOBODY WANTS THIS ). can they survive another night ?…⸻ silky hair slipping through fingers while being braided, the few hours early in the morning and at night of silence to herself, fairy lights draped in blanket forts, warm laughter, blades of spring grass, water splashes, paint smears,. [ ⸻ ki, 32, mst, she/her,  

&GENERAL.

FULL NAME. rylee quinn carnegie o'conner (maiden name) DATE OF BIRTH. 03/27/1974 AGE. 50 ZODIAC. aries GENDER. cis female PRONOUNS. she / her SEXUAL ORIENTATION. heterosexual lesbian OCCUPATION FORMER. art director OCCUPATION CURRENT. teacher

&BACKGROUND.

PLACE OF BIRTH. bray, ireland PLACE OF RESIDENCY. toronto, canada NATIONALITY. irish PARENTS. cillian & caitriona o'conner SIBLINGS. sadie (sister) harper (sister) murphy (sister) callum (brother) rory (brother) CHILDREN. molly (6) claire (8) lucille (12) freya (16) SPOUSE. alec carnegie - divorced.

&PERSONALITY.

POSITIVE TRAITS. imaginative, optimistic, comforting, empathetic NEGATIVE TRAITS. anxious, over-thinker, catastrophizing, self-sacrificing LIKES. ivory piano keys, when her daughters go to bed without protesting, creative minds, women, generous wine pours, bravo tv DISLIKES. anxiety wearing on her body, limited minds, selfish acts, negativity, people who can't drive the speed limit, cruelty, in-laws.

tw; -

How did your muse spend their first night in Arcadia, and where?

absolutely terrified. it was overwhelming to be told of the terrors. rylee had pinched her skin until it bruised wishing she was just dreaming. they stayed in the diner, all cuddled up in a booth - no hands left unheld. rylee did her best to mask her fear for the sake of her children. eventually they fell asleep - but rylee couldn't sleep. how could she ?

Why did your muse choose to live where they do?

in town. six months in arcadia feels extremely fresh - terrifying - rylee does everything she can to make the girls feel safe, and happy. living in town, in a house felt the closest to normalcy she could give them. she's used her daughters paints, and mixtures of berries to paint flowers and designs anywhere to spruce it up. to make it feel anything like the hell it is.

What was your muse doing when they came across the tree?

claire wanted to listen to chappell roan. a recent obsession with having her mother, and sisters do the hot-to-go dance. typically during dinner. rylee never heard the end of it - and everything needed to be glittery. how terribly difficult it was to get rid of the glitter... it was an unpopular opinion in the car as lucille wanted to listen to phoebe bridgers. something about floating around and ghosting friends. rylee thought perhaps an i love sad girl rock t-shirt would be good for christmas. there was another tug of direction in the car over which music to play by rylee's youngest daughter, molly. she said beyonce or she wasn't going to finish her dinner that night. it was a moment rylee missed her oldest daughter being in the car - she wouldn't have argued - freya's headphones would be on - blocking the madness out. it had only been fifteen minutes since rylee had picked up the girls from dance class on the way to drop them off at their fathers house where the girls eldest sister was already awaiting... or not.. teenagers were full of dissociation and angst towards their family. rylee was still trying to not overthink the previous nights argument she had with freya.. and when the music disagreement in the car had become overwhelming, rylee slammed on the breaks seeing a tree lay across the roadway... soon to wish she had resolve with her oldest daughter.

Has your muse left anything behind that they are desperately trying to return to or escape?

returning to her oldest daughter, freya. to return home simply for her daughters to live their lives. to grow and blossom. she'd never wish for a life in arcadia for them, but she does her best to keep their happiness vibrant. her best to keep their childhood fulfilled.

&BIO.

&one. 

rylee was just eight years old when her family left the emerald shores of ireland and settled in canada. the move, prompted by her father’s new job, was no small feat. uprooting a large family could have been chaotic, yet her mother, ever poised, orchestrated the transition with a quiet resilience that seemed to steady everyone. in a household teeming with siblings, the chaos of change felt less isolating. they were each other's constants - a makeshift safety net as they navigated their new world.

rylee’s childhood was a mosaic of sensory wonders. bare feet sinking into lush grass, afternoons spent splashing in crystalline creeks, the briny perfume of the coastline, and evenings at the piano, her mother guiding her small hands across the keys. these moments were stitched together like a comforting quilt, rich with texture and warmth. as the teenage years crept in, rylee’s world began to shift, yet much of her essence remained untouched. her love for art, nurtured in a household where creativity was as vital as breath, grew into something vibrant and consuming. raised with a philosophy that shunned self-imposed boundaries, she was encouraged to explore without fear.

anxiety seemed to lace itself through her being, an unwelcome guest that made her flinch at the creak of a door or the sudden flash of their cat darting through a room. her sensitivity, ever heightened, left her naturally on edge - but she persisted, threading her way through the chaos with determination. her journey was rarely smooth - more a tempest than a calm sea - but it was hers.

&two.

rylee had always been a good student, gathering accolades without letting them swell her ego. she was grounded, her humility a quiet strength. empathy came naturally to her, often to the point of self-neglect, as she instinctively placed others’ needs before her own. friends flocked to her effortlessly - her warmth and approachability were magnetic - but amidst the crowd, there was one irreplaceable bond... ophelia. from the moment they crossed paths in high school, their connection was unshakable. though their personalities sometimes seemed like opposing forces, they complemented each other, inseparable in their differences and shared joys.

rylee’s early career was fueled by boundless creativity. working for magazines that celebrated her artistic vision felt electric, a dream in motion. it was during this chapter, in the glow of her success, that she met alec. their meeting at a mutual friend’s art exhibit was unplanned yet serendipitous - a setting of polished pretension, too-sweet wine, and whispered judgmental-jokes during people watching exchanged over shared laughter. one year later, they stood side by side, promising forever.

their marriage began like a storybook, filled with mutual admiration and an unwavering support for one another. they lifted each other in celebration and stood united in their love. life, in all its relentlessness, shifted their focus. the arrival of four children transformed their union into something both beautiful and exhausting. the days blurred into dance recitals, soccer practices, endless shopping trips for rapidly growing kids, bedtime stories, packed lunches, and playdates. their lives became less about each other and more about their children, their shared bond diluted by the chaos of parenthood.

the cracks in their foundation began to show. little things they once overlooked became fuel for arguments. they bickered over trivialities, their frustration spilling over in front of their daughters. lies crept into their conversations, and the warmth of their early love faded into something cold and distant. divorce loomed over them, a resolution that should have come sooner but lingered in limbo. alec’s refusal to sign the papers stretched the tension taut - until rylee confessed not only that she had fallen out of love with him but also that her heart belonged to women.

alec, finally understanding, signed the papers, and rylee leaned into the pillars of her support: her work, her daughters, ...ophelia, and quiet nights of bravo marathons accompanied by a glass(es) of wine. time, that patient healer, softened the jagged edges of their separation. in their distance, rylee and alec found a warmth that had been missing in their marriage. for the first time in years, rylee felt she could breathe. life with four daughters remained beautifully demanding, but she had found a rhythm, a balance that brought her peace - until arcadia came.

&three.

the past few months had been a relentless spiral, each day a new battle in the fight to keep her footing in arcadia. rylee struggled to make sense of the town’s cruel grip while forcing her own tangled emotions into submission for the sake of her daughters. they needed her to be strong, a shield against the fear that threatened to seep further into their lives. she tried to bring light into the suffocating darkness, decorating their small townhouse with bright colors and filling it with creative touches using the meager resources they had. despite her efforts, the windows remained nailed shut, an unyielding reminder of their imprisonment - and what she refused to let in and take more from her.

their nights were spent together, huddled in a makeshift blanket fort stretched across two beds pushed together. it became their haven - an island of warmth and safety in a place that offered neither. they clung to one another, drawing strength from their closeness when the town’s oppressive stillness made them feel utterly alone. rylee’s heart ached for her daughters, their once-stable lives upended. routine had been stripped from them, replaced by uncertainty and fear.

the day freya returned to her felt like a cruel twist of fate. her eldest daughter’s arrival should have been a moment of joy, but it came on her sixteenth birthday, a bittersweet milestone. rylee had prayed for their reunion, begged silently to whatever force might hear her pleas, but not like this - not within the suffocating confines of arcadia. it was as if the town had plucked her most desperate wish from her heart, twisting it into something jagged and merciless. rylee often tried to push that day from her mind, but the memory clung to her. freya arrived with alec and ophelia in tow - a sight so surreal that, at first, rylee believed it to be a cruel mirage. overwhelmed, she collapsed to her knees, her sobs muffled against ophelia’s chest as her best friend wrapped her arms around her, a steadfast source of comfort. her daughters ran to join them, and together they clung to one another in a tangle of tears and relief. alec stood apart, silent and unmoving, watching from the edge of their reunion, a figure disconnected from their embrace.

alec was taken not long after, claimed swiftly by the lurking horrors that prowled the night. his death hit like a sharp blow - not just the loss of a man who had once been her partner but the devastating reality that her daughters would now grow up without their father. the ache was profound, a deep well of grief tangled with guilt and the haunting knowledge of what had taken him. six months in Arcadia felt like an eternity, each day stretching unbearably long. in the midst of the anguish, rylee clung to the threads that held her together: her daughters and ophelia. they were her pillars, her sanctuary in a world that seemed determined to shatter them. with them, she found strength enough to endure the endless fight, even as the weight of survival pressed down on her shoulders. they were her reason to survive.

[artemis-fowled]

 my taylor swift song obsessed ass had many thoughts on arrested development + her music and turns out bluth.co.intern on tiktok had the same idea bc wow its all so good

linked some of my faves for anyone whose interested under the cut, but you can find them all here 

Blunder

1. all of the girls you loved before + tony/gob

https://www.tiktok.com/@bluth.co.intern/video/7215233662521068802

2. cowboy like me +tony/gob

https://www.tiktok.com/@bluth.co.intern/video/7220806766810926343

(one of my favorite taylor songs plus THE love story of all time? hell yeah)

3. august + blunder and sally

https://www.tiktok.com/@bluth.co.intern/video/7209296500302679303

4. cruel summer + tony/gob

https://www.tiktok.com/@bluth.co.intern/video/7180351762593811714

(he looks up grinning like a devil made me WHEEZE-)

The Bluths

1. the archer +michael 

https://www.tiktok.com/@bluth.co.intern/video/7222656143682800903

2. the best day + george michael & michael

https://www.tiktok.com/@bluth.co.intern/video/7219693957985406216

(i cried, i miss when the kids were the kids omg)

3. wouldve couldve shouldve + the bluth sibs and their parents

https://www.tiktok.com/@bluth.co.intern/video/7207443965010791685

4. getaway car + the bluths

https://www.tiktok.com/@bluth.co.intern/video/7183315567607074050

5. mirrorball + gob

https://www.tiktok.com/@bluth.co.intern/video/7176643310809910530

6. nothing new + buster, lucille, annyong

https://www.tiktok.com/@bluth.co.intern/video/7176271663259045121

7. you’re on your own, kid + michael

https://www.tiktok.com/@bluth.co.intern/video/7169590508162010370

phoebe bridgers + ad

1. i know the end + ad

https://www.tiktok.com/@bluth.co.intern/video/7209670659553627399

2. funeral- tobias 

https://www.tiktok.com/@bluth.co.intern/video/7206322950499355909

3. kyoto + gob

https://www.tiktok.com/@bluth.co.intern/video/7201504843687578882

(when i tell you i sobbed)

4. graceland too +maeby

https://www.tiktok.com/@bluth.co.intern/video/7179347078085086465

[st4r-b3rries]

♡︎♥︎ about me

this is an 18+ only space, minors DO NOT INTERACT

call me lucille (pronounced as “lu-seel”) or luci for short, pronouns r they/she, 9teen, april aries, asian, isfp 6w3 n also a lesbian

i love anime, kpop n tswift.

fandoms: aot, stranger things, the last of us, life is strange 1 + before the storm, yellowjackets.

i listen to taylor swift, lana del rey, beabadoobee, gracie abrams, phoebe bridgers, boygenius, sza, tv girl, chase atlantic n cas

some kpop groups i stan: blackpink, red velvet, aespa, le sserafim, newjeans, loona, twice.

im too lazy n unmotivated to even write, so when i get my motivation back, i’ll for sure write :)

[pashterlengkap]

Boygenius performed in drag in a “F— You” to anti-LGBTQ+ Gov. Bill Lee

The members of rock supergroup boygenius traded their usual suits and ties for drag-inspired looks at their recent Nashville show in a literal “F**k You” to Tennessee’s anti-LGBTQ+ Gov. Bill Lee (R). Currently on tour supporting boygenius’s debut album, The Record, singer-songwriters Phoebe Bridgers, Julien Baker, and Lucy Dacus took the stage for their set at the Re:SET music festival on the Great Lawn in Nasheville’s Centennial Park Sunday wearing campy wigs, over-the-top make-up, and lots of sequins. The trio introduced themselves as their new drag alter-egos Queef Urban (Bridgers), Lucille Balls (Dacus), and Shanita Tums (Baker). --- Related Stories Tennessee judge upholds anti-transgender birth certificate law Devastated plaintiffs argued that the policy forces trans people “to out themselves.” --- @kiwifrt the boys introducing their drag names #boygenius #phoebebridgers #julienbaker #lucydacus ♬ original sound – bryar Get the Daily Brief The news you care about, reported on by the people who care about you. Video from the show posted on social media captured out indie rocker Baker, who has spoken openly about growing up closeted in Tennessee, delivering a powerful message about self-acceptance to the crowd, and blasting the state’s Republican governor. “Today, I’m so grateful for my life, not because I get to stand on stage with my best friends… but because I’m content with the person that I am,” she told the crowd. “I have a lot of anger for people who have made me feel small and made me feel erased. And I’ve found that it’s a really powerful and humiliating tool for making those people f**k off,” she continued as the crowd cheered. “I would like you to scream so loud that Governor Bill Lee can hear you,” Baker said while saluting the governor with two raise middle fingers. “Can we say, ‘F**k Bill Lee’ on three?” Bridgers added, before the band led the crowd in the chant. @emuhorseman julien feeling greatful tonight being back in TN while also telling gov bill lee to f*uck off http://dlvr.it/SrNh7T

[stillwithmeisonlyyou]

Cool people have middle names dude, regardless of the fact that they like their middle names or not it is just there

Phoebe Lucille Bridgers

Lucy Elizabeth Dacus

Julien Rose Baker

Like I'm sensing a pattern here can you

[nofatclips]

All proceeds will go to TX Funds

That Funny Feeling (Bo Burnham cover) by Phoebe Bridgers

[mxlpractice]

- IN HIS TEETH, Chapter One: Crumbs of Love

When I Grow Up I Want To Be a List of Further Possibilities; Chen Chen // To Die For; Carol Lee // The Pain Scale; Eula Bliss // Our Love is God; Heathers // I Am The Brother of XX; Fleur Jaeggy // Franz Wright // Obit; Victoria Chang // hope is a dangerous thing for a woman like me to have – but I have it; Lana Del Rey // Handle With Care; Jodi Picoult // Connor; SYML // A Loving Feeling; Mitski // A Bear Called Sunday; Axel Hacke, Michael Sowa // A Game of Thrones; George R.R. Martin // Salt; Nayyirah Waheed // The God of Small Things; Arundhati Roy // Norwegian Wood; Haruki Murakami // Climbing; Lucille Clifton // Chewing Gum Dreams; Michaela Coel // Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets to the Universe; Benjamin Alire Saenz // Vanishing Acts; Jodi Picoult // Kyoto; Phoebe Bridgers // Wishbone; Richard Siken

[phoebesbridgers]

Happy 27th Birthday, Phoebe Lucille Bridgers! (August 17, 1994)