#phoebe taylor

[movietorri]

A Discovery of Witches

[apinchofm]

Favourite Phoebe Taylor Looks

From A Discovery of Witches (2018-22)

[skatesfullofsunshine]

I just watched A Discovery of Witches for the first time, and... now I wanna watch it all over again.

[tortured-romantic]

in the mood to write for a discovery of witches! send in any ideas you have, I might write something short and sweet

[earlgreyandanime]

Can you imagine the stress Philippe was under whenever this came up?

Ysabeau: Do you think Matthew may mate with Juliette? I may not like her, but I would accept it if it would make him happy...

Philippe: I am certain he won't mate with her.

Philippe, internally: She's not Diana!

Ysabeau, a few decades later: Matthew is curious as to why he and Juliette have still not mated. I told him that if he were meant to mate with her, it would have happened long ago.

Philippe: Yes, it would have. Perhaps they should accept that and part ways.

Philippe, internally: Diana, where are you? My son is being an idiot and needs you to set him straight!

Ysabeau, a few more decades later: We've a letter from Matthew. He and Juliette are...

Philippe, taking out a piece of paper and a pen: Gallowglass, please tell me you've found some sign of my daughter!

[butternuggets-blog]

Go-at Peacefully Into The New Year

A Discovery of Witches, Fluff/Humor

New Year's Eve, 1966

Gallowglass stepped into the room with an emphatically nonchalant air. He shut the door behind him as Marcus, Jack and Martin looked up from their card game.

'If anybody asks, I was with you all night.'

'What did you do?' Martin frowned.

'Nothing. I was here with you all night.'

-weewoo-weewoo-weewoo-

A firetruck zipped by, lights flashing. Martin stared at the window after it, alarmed.

-weewoo-weewoo-weewoo-weewoo-

Three more fire engines raced by in quick succession.

'What did you do?!' Jack and Marcus chorused.

'The roof.' Martin threw his hand down and brushed past a protesting Gallowglass. 'Come on!'

****

The roof of the hotel gave a panoramic view of the park in the middle of the square. A towering inferno, some thirteen foot high, was blazing in the middle of it, firemen scrambling to unroll hoses and set up a corden to keep curious onlookers at a safe distance.

Martin gaped. He turned slowly to look at Gallowglass; his face was the same colour as his hair and he looked like he was trying to melt into the floor.

'..Eric-'

Gallowglass winced.

'-is that the goat?!'

'I didn't mean to!' Gallowglass protested, throwing his hands up defensively. 'I was just having a cigarette!'

Martin sighed. 'How?!'

Gallowglass looked sheepish. 'I..may have let the butt roll away from me.'

'You're supposed to stub out cigarettes,' Marcus commented helpfully. Jack was sketching the burning statue, capturing the essence of the moment in, ironically, charcoal.

'I did!' Gallowglass whined.

'Not successfully,' Martin glowered.

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'-and that's why we're here,' Gallowglass explained, glancing through his binoculars at the town stretched out before him. The square was still there, prettily decked-out in Christmas lights. The Gävle Goat stood tall and proud above the trees, icicles hanging from its horns.

'So we're going to burn down the goat,' Phoebe lowered her binoculars to stare at the side of Gallowglass' head. 'Commiting international arson, all to spite Baldwin who insists that this "tradition" be put to rest?'

'Exactly!' Martin army-crawled up beside them and pulled a map out of his lapel pocket. 'Right. Baldwin's hunkered down in the hotel with his usual command centre of walkie-talkies. Gallowglass?'

'I see them,' Gallowglass was scanning the square. 'Groups of three patrolling each corner of the park; four snipers on the rooftops and-'

He switched the binoculars to nightvision. '-one holding the fort on the manhole cover, east side.'

'Wow..' Phoebe's jaw dropped. 'You guys really take it that seriously?'

'Not always,' Martin was fishing a round, small stone out of his jacket pocket. 'But times changed and it just wasn't feasible to keep using flaming arrows and the like so we've both had to step up our game.'

'Time.' Gallowglass muttered, checking his watch.

Martin pulled a glove off and placed the stone in the palm of his hand. He squeezed it tight until the warmth from his skin leached into the stone, his other hand gripping his binoculars.

All three watched as the poor bastard holding fort at the manhole was suddenly yanked into it, Diana popping up from below.

'Contact!' Martin grinned.

Diana wove a knot and fog began to pour from the vent, rapidly obscuring the route around the park. As it hit each security team, they began swaying on their feet before delicately crumpling to the ground.

'Sleeping like babes' Gallowglass grinned.

Next, the wind picked up. The fog started to dissipate as Diana rose into the air. Without warning a barrage of gunfire hit her, engulfing her in a hail of bullets from four different directions at once.

Phoebe hissed in shock. Martin grabbed her hand.

'It's alright.. they're rubber bullets, remember?' he soothed. 'Baldwin wants her disarmed, not dead.'

'Besides-' Gallowglass was fiddling with a black controller covered in switches and knobs. '-Matthew would kill him if he actually hurt her.'

There was a gentle hum no human ears would be able to detect and a sleek, see-through drone rose from the opposite embankment. Gallowglass piloted it carefully through the snowy topography as Martin watched the monitor app on his phone, spouting directions.

'Through the grate..right...left...left again..okay, now straight up-'

The drone climbed stealthily up above the grate Diana had previously occupied. Taking advantage of the distraction the shielded witch was providing, Gallowglass kept the drone as low to the ground as possible until he had manoeuvred it behind one of the massive goat legs.

'Climb and fire! Climb and fire!'

The drone sped up the leg. Coming level with the goat's chest, it released a great gout of flame from the flamethrower attached to its undercarriage which caught quickly, eating through the statue's front in seconds.

Martin, Phoebe and Gallowglass cheered, whooping and laughing as the goat quickly became engulfed. Through her binoculars, Phoebe spotted a dejected-looking Baldwin holding his head in his hands as Diana alighted on the windowsill beside him. She couldn't hear what Diana said next, but Baldwin gave her a nasty glare and shoved the cackling witch off the ledge.

Bursts of colour suddenly filled the sky elsewhere in the city. Great whirls of blue, green, red and gold rocketed up, the pop of the fireworks mingling with the distant cheers and singing of the city's inhabitants.

Phoebe linked arms with Martin and Gallowglass. She smiled.

'Happy New Year!'

[underthewingsofthblackeagle]

At Sept-Tours, Henry settles into the steady rhythm of work, finding clarity in the simple, physical routines of the stables. Far to the north, life continues in its familiar patterns, shaped by duty and routine. A woman moves just as steadily through her own tasks, grounded in habit and responsibility - yet more aware than she would like to be of a shift she cannot fully name. Meanwhile, at the de Clermonts’ country house, some 1,050 kilometres north-east, the warmth of the previous evening lingers in soft smiles, shared glances, and the gentle ease of family and friends gathered together. The celebration, filled with laughter and a rare sense of lightness, has left its mark, not in noise, but in a quieter, deeper connection. Unseen yet present, a subtle triangle of places and destinies quietly begins to take shape, its threads stretching toward the years ahead when these lives will converge.

Chapters: 13/? Fandom: A Discovery of Witches (TV), All Souls Trilogy - Deborah Harkness, Downton Abbey Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Diana Bishop/Matthew Clairmont, Diana Bishop & Matthew  Clairmont, Mary Crawley/Henry Talbot Characters: Lady Mary Josephine Talbot, Henry Talbot, Matthew Claimront, Diana Bishop, Nathaniel Wilson, Sophie Wilson, Agatha Wilson, Margaret Wilson (All Souls Trilogy), Marthe (All Souls Trilogy), Marcus Whitmore, Phoebe Taylor, Audrey Hall   Summary:

For weeks, Matthew Clairmont and his friend Nathaniel Wilson have been looking forward to a relaxing evening at their favourite pub. But amid the beer, laughter and cosy hustle and bustle, Matthew suddenly recognises a man who turns out to be a former fellow student. An unexpected encounter that changes the course of the evening in a surprising way ...

[legolasofmirkwoodforest]

Time's Convert first 100 pages, a summary:

Diana: Oh no!!! My toddlers inherited my magic and can cause even MORE chaos!!!

Marcus: *dealing with crippling daddy issues*

Phoebe: This leaf has so many colors whoaaaa