#c:phoebe

[fabledlouis]

That video of us dancing at that festival keeps popping up on me timeline. That was the first time we met in person, wasn't it? Guess there was just an instant connection. And you just happened to embrace me randomness. When are we hitting the next festival? @fabledphoebe

[pvndlebury]

meme:  ❛  didn’t you listen to what i just said?  ❜  @phvebee​​

He had become distant, mind falling victim to considering what worst was to come. He had ruined things with Amelie, he was certain of it. Thus, the words of his sister did not remain important to him at this moment, though he knew he must listen. "Sorry -- what did you say?"

[psuashercrutherford]

You are right there, to be honest he handled it better than I expected him to. Nice to meet you Phoebe. He is 3. I was actually of thinking of looking into a rescue. So I would love to come by with Jasper to meet some of your dogs to get an idea.

I don't think anyone would fault your kiddo for being a bit riled up! As a fully grown adult, I know I was starting to get antsy myself. I can only imagine what being cooped up for a week would do to anyone else? My name is Phoebe, and I have two questions for you. 1.) How old is your little guy? and 2.) If you want to grant that sweet boy the dog of his dreams, do you have anywhere in mind? I actually own a rescue and would love to help unite a new pair of best friends.

[privmelissa]

I made a few animal holiday sweaters! When can I drop them off and pet some kitties? @phoebeclar

[lovelcvelcve]

closed: @phebluby​ location: The Cadillac, after hours probably practicing for a show or something

Fingers lazily played over piano keys, not really sure if he was feeling the music or the music wasn’t feeling him given recent events. As much as he wanted to make jokes and try to lighten the mood, he didn’t know these people. He supposed it was a defense tactic, something to fight off the uncomfortable, but what if those around him were grieving? How would they feel? He sighed as he slowed and came to a stop, looking over at Pheb’s. “Hey, kid, wanna run through next Saturdays routine? I’ll play for ya.”

[gabrielle--santos]

@phoebextaylor​

“Babe?!” Gabby yelled out, moving inside of her apartment. She wasn’t sure if Phoebe was there or not. “You here?”

[psurachelbberry]

Well I guess that is a good thing about the site. I might take in on that because I could do with some good recommendations for dinner and just musical theatre stuff because I miss that world.

The site can be used for whatever strikes your fancy! I've seen people asking for places to hang out, invitations to performances, news about the going-ons around campus, and just some good old fashioned check in posts on how people are doing. It truly is a hodgepodge, and it's very nice to see most of the time so welcome aboard.

[eleonoraxaltieri]

@phxxbepyrite

Eleonora was in the middle of brewing a vat of the potion she’d specially made for her brother, Mateo, one that was perfectly tailored to him and his needs to help keep his strength up and stabilize the loss of his hearing. She had something of a similar potion for herself, but of course her’s was more fitted to her own health struggles. The potion for Mateo was nearly done when a couple of rowdy Gryffindors ran by howling and yelling about God knew what. Eleonora watched in horror as one of their elbows caught the edge of her cauldron, and not a moment later then entire pot was tipping, spilling the contents of the potion over the floor. Eleonora whirled in the direction the two boys had run off to, yelling as she began to move after them. “Get back here, you overgrown idiots!”

But just as she turned the corner, another girl appeared in her path, and a moment later they collided, sending the pair tumbling into the potion that was still spilled on the floor. 

[mackenziepctter]

Kenzie was sitting on her porch, drinking coffee, petting her new kitten, and watching everyone pass on the streets of Hogsmeade. She smiled a little when someone started walking toward her. “You look like hell? Like worse than me, I didn’t think that was possible. Have you even slept?”

[thecdcrecliver]

“Hey Pheebs! Didn’t expect to run into you out here. What’re you up to?” It felt like a long time since he’d actually seen the girl. They’d crossed paths here and there and even in school their circles had only happened across one another a little more than that but he was happy to see her. 

@phcebevance​

[psumilesbhudson]

Oh I have nothing against romcoms, I have done a few in the past but it just seemed to be all I got so I wanted something different. No sneak peeks as of yet, but maybe when things are undergo we might be able to do so.

As a romcom fam, it does hurt my heart to know that there'll be fewer out there with a PSU alum's name tied to them. But it sounds like you are far more excited with this avenue, and that's something I have to support! Any sneak peeks you can give us?

[dayanitas]

Closed Starter for @pheviotto​ Location : The Theatre Royal  Time Stamp : The day after the murders

Dayanita wanted to put this whole mess behind her, forget about what had happened when she had been stuck in Whitechapel, but there was one thing playing on her mind - Phoebe Viotto. She wasn’t sure why the sight of her had caused such a stirring for Dayanita, but there was a part of her that needed to check that she was okay, that she had made it home safely, and none of the horrors of the previous night had gotten to her. 

She knew that the theatre was usually closed on a Sunday, but that rehearsals still went on inside, and she had enough contacts to make sure that they would let her in. She wasn’t sure if Phoebe would be there, or if this was all a waste of her time, but she had to know. 

But she was there. The sight of her sent a jolt of relief through Dayanita, and as she ushered the other woman over, she couldn’t help but smile at her. 

“I am glad to see that you are well,” Dayanita let her warmth shine through with everyword, and she reached out to squeeze Phoebe’s hand, gently. “What time did you get in? In the end?” 

[pollysheedy]

Closed Starter for @pheviotto​ Location : The Ten Bells Pub, Spitalfields Timestamp: October 3rd, 1888, day time

Having been holed up in Rahat’s shop since the weekend, never out of the sight of either the undertaker or anybody they had enlisted to watch them, Polly had no intentions of leaving. They were certainly restless, not used to staying in one place for too longer, but neither did they know how to handle everything that had happened to them a few days prior, nor the threats in the letter that nobody would fully explain. 

But on the third day, it hit them. They had left their shawl in one of the pubs they had visited on Saturday night. They hadn’t missed it when they were out searching, and hadn’t missed it while curled up under a pile of Rahat’s blankets, but they couldn’t stay here forever. It was the only shawl they owned, and they couldn’t do without it. They waited until the sun was up before heading into town. It seemed safer that way, even though they weren’t sure some people would agree. 

The only problem was, they seemed to have chosen precisely the busiest time for the pub. The staff was rushed off their feet, and didn’t have time to speak to Polly about the whereabout of a tatty old shawl. They had been about to turn and go when they spotted the woman - someone they had noted a few times. 

“Excuse me?” they called out gently. reaching out to touch her arm gently. “I know you don’t know me, but you’ve seen me before, haven’t you? I was wondering if you might have seen my shawl? It’s black wool. Nothing special, but it’s mine, and I would like it back.” 

[photographercaiden]

Caiden had been nervous about the whole day that he planned for Phoebe, after all he was going to bring up important things and wasn’t sure how she would take it. Licking his lips, he glances at her through the mirror before turning around in his chair to stare at her with a loving gaze and a warm smile across her face. “Hey Princess,” he started, before he stops and nibbles on his bottle lip. “I planned something special for us tonight.. so go get ready and we’ll leave whenever you’re ready.” 

@phoebe-fowler

[wesxkennedy]

Wesley smiled at her words. "Honestly, you know what I have not thought about that in mind. How topping on pretzel and plus the flavor of the slush can really affect how it tastes," he replied thinking for a moment and chuckled softly to himself. "Do you have a favorite combination?" @phoebeyates

"Okay," Phoebe responded, because she didn't want to argue with him. Maybe a bit later on she could convince him to take a couple of dollars for the pretzels, but wasn't in the mood to argue or talk in circles about it.

"I mean, it depends, right? On the topping you get for the pretzel, plus the flavor of slush," She pointed out with a shrug. "Sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn't."

@wesxkennedy

[noahof]

Bitch Off | Noah & Phoebe

@phoebemaddock

“bye!” noah’s rude tone was evident in his voice as he waved at a customer leaving the shop with a bouquet in hand. this lady was another customer who thought she knew what she was doing with her arrangement with flowers; both muggle and magical. he had to continuously remind them that certain flowers won’ts mesh, even with the pretty colors and how some smells with conflict with others. by the end of his assistance with the woman, his patience flew out of the door along with his plastered smile. 

he stood behind the counter for a few minutes, watching people pass by, before he started to clean up. -- no one was going to walk into the store or hopefully no one did. he started to pick up the stems and with a flick of his wand, levitated little flower petals to the nearby trash. by the time he dropped everything in, the door bell goes off and he sees a familiar hue of brown on the time of the woman’s head. “what now?” he called out. “i helped you with everything and you were happy. what the fuck do you want now.” he snapped, making his way back to the counter.