#ft. phoebe

[loredrops]

"  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.

[valeriacastillo]

who is your favorite problem child in salem? me, me, or aless?

"You and you. Phoebe too, but they're too busy living in a tree right now. I don't know who is this Aless you speak of." @phoebe-winter @alessandrodinatale

[jord-young-blog1]

Be Somebody - DJ JY & @phoebe-olivia

[loredrops]

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

[loredrops]

[ 📱 — sms ] i’m sorry for what i said.

phoebe to joey

𝚓𝚘𝚎𝚢 → 𝚙𝚑𝚘𝚎𝚋𝚎 : are you really? 𝚓𝚘𝚎𝚢 → 𝚙𝚑𝚘𝚎𝚋𝚎 : or is he mad at you ? 𝚓𝚘𝚎𝚢 → 𝚙𝚑𝚘𝚎𝚋𝚎 : you apologizing first? that's new.. what did I do to deserve that ? 𝚓𝚘𝚎𝚢 → 𝚙𝚑𝚘𝚎𝚋𝚎 : better yet, you can tell me in person. im up the street..

[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.