#ft. phoebe

[jawbrkrs]

"  marry  me .  "  𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝  on  impact.  they  were  out  there  now   regardless  of  the  way  his  heart  drummed  against  his  bare  ribcage . @littlcfreaks

[sebvora]

LOCATION — The Green Dragon Apartments ( phone call ).

WHO — Sebastian & Phoebe ( @phoebeyates )

Calling Phoebe after the bombshell of big news had been dropped atop Seb and CJ’s heads only felt like a natural course of action, as far as he was concerned. Seeing that he couldn’t necessarily call Jeanie while she was working to let her know what was going on, and taking into account that he was avoiding the disappointed scolding he’d receive from Hunter for as long as humanly possible — well, that meant his best friend was the first one up to the plate to deal with whatever word vomit would come out of his mouth.

If she would answer, that is. He called once with no response, twice with no response, and the third and fourth time he didn’t even let it ring all the way before he was trying to call again. He stopped for a moment, only to text her a nonsensical string of question marks and exclamation points to signify that whatever the hell she was doing was clearly not as important as this.

Apparently, she didn’t think so. He stopped counting around ten missed calls and just felt relieved the moment that he heard something else rather than her cringey ‘leave a voicemail’ recording.

Okay, maybe he played it a little calm and collected before, but there was still a piece of him that was internally freaking out.

“Phoebe! What the fuck, man?! What the fuck do you think this is — time to unplug, you can’t answer your phone?! Bullshit, by the way. I know you’re on this fucking thing like, twenty-four fucking seven. You can see when I’m calling you, bitch.”

He took a breath, loud and pointed, before he continued, “I have news. I just need you to like, promise me that you won't be mad?”

[elifalvey]

LOCATION — Condom Sense.

WHO — Elijah & Phoebe ( @phoebeyates )

Embarrassment was an emotion that Elijah hardly felt — at least when it came to his relationship with Aslihan, anyway. Condom Sense had long since found its way into the musician's regular routine of errands, and he honestly couldn't say that he contained an ounce of shame about it either. When she had told him earlier in the afternoon that the girls would likely be sleeping over at their grandparents' place tonight, he knew that he had to make a quick trip before he made his way back home from the studio, just to save them both a little precious time. And that was exactly what he did, the familiar chime of the bell above the doorway signaling his entrance. He hadn't paid much mind to anyone else that may have been shopping around him, although he couldn't help but be stuck in unescapable predicament when he rounded the corner of an aisle and Phoebe, of all people, was who had been standing there. Like a deer in headlights, he froze, having half the mind to try and discreetly shield what he'd been holding in his hands already. Okay, maybe there was a small inkling of mortification there. In this specific circumstance. "Hello," he said dumbly, because that was the only stupid thing that he could think to say, and he desperately hoped that he wasn't the only one of them wishing that it had been someone else.

[dahliayoung]

CLOSED STARTER for @thephoebeyates WHERE: O'Shea's

Dahlia stepped into O'Shea's, immediately greeted faint smell of beer and bar food. Prior to Linc and Leon's joint-birthday party, it had been a while since she'd last visited, but she did promise Leon that she'd come around more often. Life had gotten in the way, as if often did, but she finally managed to find time to reconnect with the place that had been a cornerstone of her childhood. Dahlia made a beeline to the far corner of the pub where an old jukebox stood, a relic of the past that Leon refused to get rid of. It was temperamental, and prone to malfunctioning, but Dahlia loved it all the more for its quirks. She knelt beside it, fiddling with the buttons, trying to coax it into life.

She was so focused on the jukebox that she didn't notice someone approaching until she stepped back from the machine and bumped into them. Dahlia looked up quickly, an apology on her lips, but the words caught in her throat when recognized the person in front of her. "Phoebe," Lia had tensed, a bit like a deer in headlights, when she recognized Phoebe so she made a conscious effort to relax. "Hi," she said, lifting a hand in an awkward half-wave and immediately regretting the decision.

[teasugarcoffee]

happy birthday psychonauts ily and your funky characters

[jbsrainbowstrap]

Happy 1 Year to The Record

[jawbrkrs]

It seemed every few weeks they did the same dance. He would raise his voice, she would retaliate, and then one of them would storm off, retreating into their solitude until they were ready to face each other again. this time, joey couldn't fault her. when her name popped up on his phone, hearing her slurred speech on the other end he knew there was no way she could drive home. without a thought he closed the food truck early, hopping in his car to her pinned location. " your knight in shining uber has arrived. " he called out, his voice echoing in the still night air as he stepped out to guide her to the front seat. he might have been an asshole but at least but he was a jerk with a chivalrous streak. " you drink away your anger at me or what? " he quipped, a lopsided smile playing on his lips as he slid into the driver's seat, taking her in. no matter the circumstances, he found it impossible to hold onto his anger towards her for long. She had a way of burrowing into his dna, carving out a soft spot for herself that he just couldn't ignore. | @sakurapizza

[bcrgamvts]

danika  can’t  help  but  glance  around  the  room  of  the  bowling  alley  with  a  slight  chuckle  and  shake  of  her  head  before  turning  her  gaze  back  to  phoebe.  the  overwhelming  nature  of  the  party  seemed  to  lessen  now  that  she  was  in  the  company  of  someone  she  knows  and  finds  interesting  to  talk  to.  “in  truth,  i  didn’t  really  know  i  would  be  here  either,”  she  offers  in  return  then  adds,  “i  was  out  getting  groceries  when  the  person  in  front  of  me  at  checkout  mentioned  it  while  we  were  waiting  and  told  me  i  should  come.  i  haven’t  been  bowling  since  i  was  a  kid  and  it  felt  odd  showing  up  empty  handed  to  someone’s  birthday  party  in  which  i  don’t  fully  know  them,  so  i  came  with  a  bottle  of  johnnie  walker.”  brown  curls  bounce  as  daniak  straightens  her  posture,  now  suddenly  wondering  where  said  bottle  of  alcohol  had  gone  to.  “well  …  i  came  in  with  it  and  someone  took  it  from  me  when  i  asked  where  the  gifts  would  go.  for  all  i  know  it  could  be  going  to  good  use  right  now  which  is  just  a  fine.”  danika  laughs.  “at  least  you  can  expect  to  never  have  a  dull  moment  around  him.  friends  like  that  are  the  best  to  keep  around.”  amusement  flickers  across  her  features  and  danika  leans  over,  almost  conspiring,  to  phoebe.  “back  in  new  york  years  ago  i  once  had  to  bail  a  friend  of  mine  out  of  jail  after  we  went  out  for  my  twenty-fourth  birthday.  nearly  ended  up  right  there  next  to  her  but  my  party  trick  ability  of  saying  the  alphabet  backwards  worked  in  my  favor  that  night.”  danika’s  smile  widens.  “how  about  you ??  are  you  enjoying  yourself  ??”

The thing with her writing mentor was that there was a semblance of professionalism between them. Phoebe — much like she did with the early days with Nilay — tried her best to put her best feet forward. Poised, professional, a far cry from what she had been labelled as over the years due to the joint reputations of her mother and who she grew up with. The daughter of a train-wreck and the best friend of the town menace was not exactly how you wanted to be known when trying to pursue a respectable career.

Which was why she was grateful in a way Danika wasn't a Blue Harbor native, and had came from New York; a place filled with dysfunctional family dynamics and kids who took 'jokes' with authortiy too far. Still, Phoebe had been a bit reserved in the creative writing classes to not draw too much attention to her background, and maybe should have considered the attendance of the party and what could be overheard...

"Hi!" She repeated, a bit dumbly, "I didn't know you'd be here! Are you having a nice time?" When the bowling ball comment repeated back to her, she scrunched her nose, half embarrassed, half annoyed at Seb's antics. "Yeah, fun is definitely a word for Seb...but y'know, there's also reckless, irresponsible, other words for him as well. I hope you haven't been as unfortunate as to have met him yet."

[sebvora]

[ DECEMBER 20TH, 3.02PM ] SEB: phoebe why the fuck did you do that for [ DECEMBER 20TH, 3.03PM ] SEB: they kicked me out of the contest i cant even remake him [ DECEMBER 20TH, 7.18PM ] SEB: if u were mad at me u could have just told me to shut up u didnt have to destroy gerald, i worked hard on him [ DECEMBER 21ST, 11.32PM ] SEB: phoebe?? pls [ DECEMBER 22ND, 12.47AM ] SEB: phoebe wtf [ DECEMBER 22ND, 6.29PM ] SEB: fine. ignore me then but im still going to tell u how much u hurt my feelings [ DECEMBER 23RD, 3.56PM ] SEB: party tonight if u want to come. holiday theme

[elifalvey]

ELIJAH FALVEY & PHOEBE YATES / @phoebeyates.

LOCATION — Providence Peak's Natural History Museum.

WHEN — around lunch time.

Even though Elijah knew that Aslihan had been itching to go back to work ever since the first day of her maternity leave, he had to admit that he wasn't exactly ready for her to fully resume her duties at the museum. If it were up to him, she'd be resting for as long as he could feasibly let her — Rhia was only two months old, after all, and surely she still needed both of her parents around during the day? That's what made sense to him, anyway, but unfortunately that wasn't the case. She'd gone back to work in what felt like the blink of an eye and he was strolling through the halls of the museum to find her office, a bag of takeaway hanging from his fingers as if he had never axed this from his routine at all. Knocking a few times on the door as he approached it, he waited a moment or two before gently pushing it open, peeking in with just his head as his eyes surveyed the room. They landed on Phoebe first, and he smiled. "Hey, Phoebe. I didn't realize you were back from your vacation already." His brows furrowed as he noted the absence of his girlfriend, checking the watch on his wrist in confusion. Either he got the time mixed up, or she was pulled away from her break to do more work; immediately, he assumed it was more-so the latter. "She's busy, isn't she?" he asked, crinkling his nose. He pushed the door open a little more so that he could fully walk through. "I guess . . . in that case, are you hungry? I brought her some food from the Chinese place down the road, but I wouldn't be surprised if it's cold by the time she's done with whatever she's up to. You can have it, if you want? If you eat Chinese food?"

[dailytraingirl]

the kind of radiance you only have at seventeen

[notfrommichigan]

"often?" geez, even they wouldn't go as far as that. "why's that?" riley kept her gaze on the other person. hopping up onto the hood of their car, swinging their legs back and forth as the conversation continued. clearly she should have used a different wording, laughing at the misunderstanding. "i mean, maybe i should have spoken a bit more literally. i don't know if there's anyone who could jump my car without some sort of battery or something."

riley shifted awkwardly, her thoughts drifting away to what kinds of magical car wizards could exist if the universe allowed it. "wouldn't it be cool though? to have electricity powers or something? to just shock stuff to life whenever you wanted?"

phoebe understood anger. her temper was her biggest vice and the source of a lot of her power. at least in regards to the more destructive nature of it. she understood that the littlest things could really be all it took to send someone over the edge. what she didn't understand how someone could look so angry and then just...not be. especially without physical violence to some degree.

she was curious though and even though she eyed the person in front of her with suspicion, she really did want to understand how someone had such...control over their emotions like that. "the world is often against me..." she said honestly, shrugging sheepishly. "magically jump your car? i'm afraid i'm not a wizard. i don't know what spell i could use."

[raphaeliteocean]

i will make beauty for you, i will, i will, i will; god, can’t you hear me? my fucking promises bleed guilty with every stitch in this blanket, the gold dashes score down my back too, and the sky. i’m spinning this thread and encasing its thunderstorm ache with amber — finger; tongue; thread — it has become an exchange, the lick to unearth any value from my lungs vs my best attempt at disguise. when you look up at the stars, do you scream my name? can you promise me it was once in love and once in pain and nothing more? would you seal a promise with a lie or have i bet on the only nobel heart dancing the horizon?

i’d ache slowly into the backdrop of shame if it meant it would take me as its own and never bother me again. i could earn a place with embarrassment and the others, travel with the pack — always stay on the winning side — and knot the string keeping me to life.

i am an orphan of emotion.

you have emancipated me from my truth. my words will never know the weight, they will never know. 

[clementinebriar]

[ IT'S A MATCH! 🔥 YOU AND PHOEBE HAVE LIKED EACH OTHER ]

CLEM: 👀 CLEM: stepping out on your man, princess?? CLEM: didn't think you had it in you @thephoebeyates

[lifeisourcause]

did you guys know that my heart is like a claw machine its only function is to reach it can’t hold on to anything

[sebvora]

SEBASTIAN: 🤷🏽‍♂️🤷🏽‍♂️🤷🏽‍♂️🤷🏽‍♂️ SEBASTIAN: OKAY BUT I DON'T WEAR YOUR SHIT WHILE I'M DOING IT SEBASTIAN: WHAT THE HELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL DUDE just keep it 😭

Phoebe: Hey. Don't. Seb, you're going to have like 60 more birthdays at LEAST Phoebe: OH FFS CALM DOWN Phoebe: like you haven't got up to nastier shit!!!