#c:phoebe

[gabrielle--santos]

@phoebextaylor​

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

[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?”

[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

[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.

[krsa-stein-blog]

                                       from your secret santa lee hongki                                                         stein, an aesthetic for @krsa-phoebe

‟ escuta, garota, eu sou muito ocupado, então não tenho muito tempo ‘pra esse tipo de coisa, toma logo o seu treco: é um batom, sim, mas ele é especial, eu fiz no centro de pesquisa médica aqui da krsa, basicamente, ele possui componentes que ajudam na cicatrização. não tive muito tempo ‘pra fazer então o efeito dele não é tão extenso, no momento só serve para curar e fechar feridas não muito sérias, como arranhões e cortes. isso mesmo, pode sair distribuindo beijinhos, é o que gente jovem faz, né? de quebra vai ajudar seus coleguinhas machucados e tem uma cor bonita. em feridas maiores isso só ajuda a diminuir a dor e, ah, o beijo tem que ser dado numa região próxima ao machucado. não me agradeça, eu não quero. nem me abrace, porque eu sou alérgico a demonstrações de afeto. divirta-se com seu brinquedinho, princesa.

[j-ackson-az-blog]

Jackson had his guitar strapped to his back and his loop pedal, keyboard, amplifier, and microphone all stowed in his car. He walked up to Phoebe's door with only the guitar and knocked on it, rocking back and forth on his feet as he waited for her t answer. He knew she was home, he'd gotten Jas to send a cryptic "u home?" text to her, and knew that as soon as Poppy saw him she would convince Phoebe to let him in. He had a nervous smirk on his face, conflicted between thinking he'd written the coolest song ever and worried she'd find it lame or kick him out. In any case, he was nervously fiddling with the strings of his hoodie as he waited for her to answer the door.

[edgartheloyal]

Indefensible | E&P

Date: February 25 Location: Phoebe’s house @phoebexgraham

EDGAR

It hadn’t taken Ed long to find Phoebe’s house after apparating to the neighborhood. He’d taken a key of Darcy’s, though he could have simply used his wand if necessary. The worry was palpable and he ran a hand through his hair as he knocked on the door first. When there was no answer, Ed let out a soft sigh and pulled the key out, walking carefully inside the house, not wanting to disturb anything.

The living room was off the entryway and that was the first place Ed went. On the couch, facedown, was his girlfriend. Ed’s stomach twisted and he rushed over, his knees on the carpet as he pressed a kiss to her temple and gingerly placed a hand on her back. “Phoebe?” he whispered. “It’s me.”