#char: phoebe

[cleo-serotonin]

this image breaks my brain

[king-mera]

I really spent years convinced that Phoebe and Slimer were gonna have a Lilo & Stitch type of friendship and then it never happened.

[artcinemas]

why is fandom by consensus so weird when it comes to the black actors in that hotdog show....like do you even hear yourself 😭😭

[blisswhimbrel]

I OVERPLAYED SCOTT STREET I'M ACTUALLY GOING TO DIE NOW

[farkledagain]

But now she sleeps with one eye open That's the price she'll pay

[aeneidpdf]

pb3 in 2025? 😟

[stellasguardianstuff]

[phpruitts]

Phoebe: rafffffffffff 😭 you are so mean to meeee

Phoebe: I’ll make you whatever you want

Phoebe: and I promise to be really nice to you forever 🥺

phpruitts​:

~

Phoebe: accountable for what? being a girl and having some fun?? ;-;  Phoebe: what do i need to do to convince you not to Phoebe: you can have aux cord privileges all next week if you want

~

Rafael: you’re breaking the law Rafael: hmm idkkkk if that’s enough. like you’re literally breaking the law and you just want to let me pick the music in the car? IDK

[pupsmailbox]

ACADEMIC ID PACK

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[eliza-and-her-monsters]

Baby, It’s Halloween

Julien Baker x Reader

Description: Four gay friends and a remote cabin in the woods, one of which absolutely does not do haunted things. What could go wrong? Sometimes a fraidy cat just needs a brave and strong masc lesbian to protect them.

Contains: PG-13, scared x comfort trope, julien x femme reader, taller julien, mentions of halloween, scary stories, and general spookiness, fluff, laughs and giggles slight mentions of smut if you squint.

WC: Around 2.5K

It was probably a serial killers wet dream as the group of us 20-somethings sat around the blazing fire lighting up the backyard of Phoebe’s family’s cabin. Whenever Julien first asked me, or more so begged me to join them on their annual Halloween weekend I should’ve been more inclined to join than I was. We had been together for over a year, the first one I had notoriously bypassed much to her dismay on some excuse that I didn’t want to get in the way of her friend time. I couldn’t get away with it a second year in a row though, not if I wanted to stay in her friend’s good graces and it should’ve practically been a right of passage to any newbie of the friend group. But if I was being honest, during Halloween the thing always kind of gave me the creeps.

“I’m just saying, this year was a total bust. I didn’t see a single sexy Harley Quinn! Can you believe that? That’s the best part of this season!” Phoebe lamented from her spot on the other side of the fire, shoving a singular marshmallow in her mouth with remnants of her fake vampire blood still decorating her mouth.

“I thought just last year you were begging people not to dress up as Harley Quinn.” Lucy added with a roll of her eyes.

“Babe, do you want any marshmallow with your fire?” I heard the familiar and comforting voice of my girlfriend speak from next to me, wrapping a firm around mine to pull the now charred dessert from the fire and putting the flames out with a strong gust of air.

“See a spirit in the trees and get distraced, y/n?” Phoebe teased with a raised eyebrow as my own started to narrow.

“No, and if I did I’m sure they wouldn’t waste their time hanging out with a bunch of 20-somethings pretending to be teenagers.” I spoke with a roll of my eyes while smushing the marshmallow in between the chocolate and graham crackers.

“On the contrary actually!” Phoebe voiced in amusement as she sat forward on her knees. “I always feel like the spirits get a little bit… active- every time we come down here for the weekend. Especially during the great All Hallow’s Eve.”

“You know that isn’t true, you’re just trying to scare me.” I stated in what was, in my opinion, in an incredibly piss poor attempt at sounding brave when in reality I was practically squirming on the chair.

“Wanna hear the story and then you can put in your two cents?” Phoebe stated with a little smirk forming on her blood painted lips.

“No… she doesn’t! And that’s enough, Phoebe, you promised me you were gonna behave this weekend and you weren’t gonna try and freak her out.” Julien glared across the fire at her unphased friend.

“I’m not trying to freak her out, Julien, I’m simply implying we liven things up a little bit.” Phoebe spoke with an innocent shrug of her shoulders. “What do you think?” She grinned, flicking on a hidden flashlight that made me jump as she held it underneath her chin. “Care for a scare?”

“If it makes you stop acting like an old man scaring children away from his old house then sure.” Lucy grumbled a bit to herself as she stole a look towards Julien. “You?”

“Heck no, your stories are ridiculous.” Julien protested with a roll of eyes. “And if you give my girlfriend nightmares I’m not gonna be happy about it either.”

“Awww… c’mon doggy, don’t be like that.” Phoebe replied, sticking her bottom lip out in an exaggerated pout before shooting a smirk my way. “Well y/n, looks like you’re the deal breaker.”

On one hand, I was definitely not down for anymore scary stories… especially ones that could’ve been real. Surrounded by a bunch of other 20-somethings in a stupidly old cabin in the middle of the woods. It already seemed like the plot of a bad horror movie. The key word was bad though, bad movies were rarely actually scary. Maybe I could handle this. No, no I could handle this. There was no maybe about it.

“Why not?” I shrugged with a proud flick of my hair. “How bad could one be?”

“Well, our tale doesn’t end very well for a lot of the past residents this cabin has had.” Phoebe carried on in the same theatrical voice she had maintained before. “You see these woods used to be really popular with hunters, even so they always made sure to never let their hunting days drag on to nights due to, well, it’s not exactly safe to be wandering around the woods at night? Even so though… one of their daughters had a boyfriend, a boyfriend that this family just couldn’t stand, you know? So they did what any reasonable parents would do, and banned her from seeing him.”

“That isn’t reasonable at all.” Julien huffed with a roll of her eyes.

“I think that’s the point, Julien.” Lucy remarked with a lifted brow.

“Well, reasonable or not… whenever you’re young and in love you tend to make really stupid and rebellious decisions, don’t you? Plus, living out here in the middle of nowhere it was just too easy to sneak around. Now the parents, they trusted their daughter, all around she was a good kid, straight a student, class president, the whole nine yards. So they thought there’s no way she would actually be caught sneaking around in the middle of the night with some good for nothing boy, right?”

Lucy and Julien both snorted at the revelation, and I had to fight not to roll my eyes. Though as Phoebe went on I could already feel my stomach churning, “Now remember, this family has a lot of active hunters right? So they have guns, guns they aren’t afraid to use in case a threat is by any chance suspected. So, one night, during one of their secret meetings they weren’t being as careful as usual, people claimed they were allegedly planning on running off together, skipping town so they could be together and get married and live their lives and all of that bullshit. Her dad though, he was hearing something creeping around at night, so suspecting the worst or maybe even a stray animal or something he takes his gun from inside and sneaks outside to investigate. Mistaking the couple for a bandit though, he fires, thinking that he’s simply protecting his family, not knowing exactly who his victims truly were until he had already sealed their fate.”

“Bullshit Phoebe! There’s no way that happened!” Lucy scoffed with yet another roll of her eyes.

“I don’t know, it does seem somewhat realistic.” I muttered to myself, wringing my anxious hands in my lap.

“Don’t let her freak you out with all of these ridiculous stories. It’s all they are. Stories to make sure you behave.” Julien shook her head, a soft hand lingering on my shoulder as she stood up to her feet.

“It definitely was told to us to make sure we behaved alright. I do think it holds its weight though. It certainly kept me from sneaking around those woods at night.” Phoebe went on, her smirk still remaining on her lips almost proudly. “Don’t even get me started about the ones they told me about the screaming banshee and-“

“Okay, I think I’m ready for bed.” I quickly interrupted with a nervous lap and springing to my feet with way too much enthusiasm.

“Okay, as scary as it was that story was about real people. Situations that everyone has control over! It’s not like anyone of us are gonna sneak out at night and start shooting at each other.” Lucy brushed off next, sitting forward almost as if anticipating another addition to the story. One Phoebe had no problems with granting.

“Well, if you wouldn’t have so rudely interrupted then I could’ve told you about their ghosts. Terribly tragic things, a wailing teenager searching for her lost love, a guilty and crying old man-“

“Ghosts are not real.” Julien remarked firmly, her arm sliding even further around my shoulders as she brought me in closer.

“Weren’t you the one who literally told me you heard wailing in the woods last year?” Phoebe brought up, flashlight zooming over the both of us causing me to wince at the bright light.

“Probably because I assumed it was an animal or something. Not because I assumed ghosts were actually real! C’mon, get real, Phoebe.” Julien groaned which only earned an eye roll from Phoebe’s end, swiping the shining flashlight over the lot of us.

“Touchy touchy.” She drawled on.

I seemed to tune the stupid argument between the two out, my eyes getting heavy as I curled my hands up into the fabric of Julien’s peasant top. Dressed as a gender bent Eric from the Little Mermaid, meanwhile the corset of my Ariel dress was starting to get uncomfortable. All of those thoughts flew out of my head however the moment I saw a shadow catch on the ground just underneath the glow of the flashlight. A yelp sounded from my tone before I could even stop myself, clinging to Julien like a damsel as all three of them seemed to jolt to attention.

“What the fuck? What did you see?”

“Told you!” Lucy and Phoebe both uttered the drastically different statements at once. Julien’s soft voice speaking from above me as she gently brushed her fingers underneath my chin while I shivered underneath her arm.

“Baby? What happened? Talk to me, are you okay?” She whispered, my trembling hands forming into fists against her chest as I gazed up at her.

“I just… thought I saw a shadow or something over there but- I don’t know.” I let out a long sigh as I felt her hands gently cupping my cheeks.

“You probably just freaked yourself out by Phoebe’s dumbass ghost tales.” Julien rolled her eyes, all annoyance directly aimed at her friend however as she slid an arm around my shoulders. “C’mon, let’s just go get some sleep.”

“Ugh, you guys are seriously no fun. Domestic life has ruined you.”

“Please, domestic life has hardly ruined me. You need to put that fire out anyways or do you want daddy to do it.” I couldn’t help but snicker at Julien’s words as she whipped around once more to face the other two.

“This daddy can do it just fine on her own, thank you very much.” Phoebe scoffed before shoving herself up to her feet.

“Just making sure.” She voiced with a shrug before leading me off towards the entrance. All the while unable to pull my own eyes from the sprawling woods that only seemed to grow darker by the second.

~

“So… do you really think there’s any validity to that story Phoebe told? Like, do you think it’s real?” I wondered from the bathroom as I worked a cleansing balm into my face, wet eyeliner streaking down my eyes as if I had had a bad night.

“It’s possible… I mean it’s not that far-fetched of a story.” Julien spoke from her spot on the bed as she scrolled absentmindedly through her phone. “Do I think any vengeful spirits are roaming the grounds though? Hardly.”

“You know I try to be a skeptic.” I let out a little sigh as I finished wiping my face with a towel, decorating the fabric in various shades of eye makeup and red lipstick. The sight almost looking mildly gory as I tossed it aside and shuffled back into the bedroom.

“I mean, we could always blame the ghosts… if you’re into that sort of thing.” A squeal sounded from my lips as I felt myself being pulled onto the queen-sized bed, unable to stop the giggles from releasing as I watched her body crawl on top of mine.

“You know we don’t sound like ghosts, and no offense but your moans aren’t nearly as noticeable as mine.” I smirked a bit to myself as I slid my arms around her shoulders regardless. Not exactly a no, but a large maybe as I planted my lips firmly on hers.

“Hmmm…” she hummed against my lips, the vibrations nearly driving me insane as she whispered into my mouth. “Maybe I should stay on top then.”

“Christ, Julien.” I cursed, feeling her hands sliding so perfectly around my waist, lifting me until I was nearly pressed against her completely. Her lips were soft and inviting, a faint sense of nicotine on her breath but not enough to make it unbearable. She was a great distraction from the general spookiness. Though just before I could let my legs slide open just the slightest bit more the sound of something being more or less shoved to the floor caused my breathing to halt in my lungs and my hands to ball up against Julien’s chest with a gasp. “The hell?”

“Did you… sit something close to the edge on the counter by any chance?” Julien wondered with crinkled together eyebrows as her head turned towards the direction of the sound. A plethora of skincare products now rolling around haphazardly on the bathroom floor.

“No way, everything was pushed up against the window whenever I finished up.” I stated, suddenly drawing a bit closer towards the bed frame. “Julien, exactly how much do you not believe in ghosts?” I added, catching a bottom lip in between my teeth as I watched her make her way towards the bathroom.

“Suddenly… up for debate.” She answered, another stream of curse words falling from lips as I dropped my head into my hands. “Relax, clearly whoever this ghost is is just really passionate about you completing your skincare routine.”

“Not funny.” I glared, crossing my arms firmly across my chest as Julien only snickered a bit to herself as she proceeded to place the remainder of the products back onto the counter.

“Hey, listen.” She began, making her way back into the room to crawl into bed. “You really think I’m gonna let some ghost fuck with my girl?” She voiced just as she caught my chin in her hands, a soft flutter springing up in my heart every time she did so.

“I thought you didn’t believe in ghosts?” I teased just before sliding back underneath the covers, finally feeling the tenseness in my muscles relaxing as she pulled me in. Strong arms enveloping around me until the only thing I could think about was how safe they made me feel.

“Ghost or no ghost,” A small smile stretched on her lips just before I could feel the most tender kiss being placed upon my own. “I’ve still got you.”

[blackbackedjackal]

I am sorry DogBlud's return def brought back some dark stuff. The return of DogBlud feels....off. At the very least. I didn't realize she'd deleted her apologies until stuff came back. Her trying to escape criticism and accountability by assuming people will forget won't work forever, not with the werewolf community considering some artists have been here for a decade or two. I am hoping she doesn't get away with it this time, not with her being a clicks-obsessed serial abuser. It's simply not okay to behave in the manner she has. I'm not a threat to her, I'm too little an artist and a presence, and I am scared of getting involved, but she's....a lil weird with plenty of werewolf chars, I reckon. It's definitely a trend and it's becoming more noticeable.

She has a BUNCH of pictures of werewolves that are poc muzzled and "tamed" by Phoebe which is gross. She dehumanizes werewolves in very racist and ableist ways. If her or Ependa post any of the [counts] 500-600 images they've drawn on their site it'll become pretty apparent how nasty she really is.

I get people not wanting to get too closely involved, but it's not like she's brave enough to come at me directly. I have too much evidence stacked against her. I made sure of that. I just want people to know she comes with a big ass warning sign full of -isms if you happen to interact with her, again, with hard evidence and multiple witnesses to prove it.

[kawaiisakura143]

I've been seeing a lot of Phoebe x Melody on here, but my morbid thoughts are curious...was Melody's skin melted off or was she charred & crispy when she died?

[thatliminal-wanderer]

“Black Rainbows” by Miracle Musical ID Pack

Requested by Anon

Names

Alba, Amarantha, Amaris, Amaya, Amias, Amitola, Amy, Anjum, Annabelle, Anuenue, Apollo, Archer, Aruna, Asteria, Aurora, Ayla, Badriyah, Basma, Basmah, Belinda, Blackwell, Bogdan, Briar, Brone, Celena, Celeste, Cerys, Chandra, Chandra, Chaos, Crimson, Dade, David, Delores, Dolores, Eros, Esme, Esmeray, Estella, Evelyn, Gray/Grey, Guinevere, Hala, Hannie, Hina, Ibtisam, Iridiana, Iris, Jabari, Jabez, Jocasta, Jonathan, Layla, Lennon, Leo, Lolita, Luan, Luna, Lyra, Mabel, Mahogany, Malachi, Manzat, Mara, Midnight, Mona, Muskaan, Nekane, Nesta, Niji, Nikini, Noelani, Noir, Nova, Nyx, Obsidian, Orion, Ozul, Perdita, Phoebe, Rainbeau, Ricmod, Rue, Salem, Seren, Serena, Shadow, Simon, Starla, Stella, Theodore, Tristezza, Tristian, Uenuku, Umbra, Vesper, Vespera, Vidhuhas, Whisper, Zorion

Pronouns

ae/aem/aers, amor/amors, astro/astros, beach/beaches, black/blacks, blue/blues, blush/blushes, char/charcoal/charcoals, clear/clears, color/colors, dark/darks, deep/deeps, draw/draws, eros/eros, gloom/glooms, gray/grays, green/greens, hue/hues, indigo/indigos, ink/inks, joy/joys, letter/letters, light/lights, lost/losts, lunar/lunars, luv/luvs, maroon/maroons, mid/midnight/midnights, moon/moon, navy/navys, night/nights, orange/oranges, other/others, purple/purples, rain/bow/rainbows, ray/rays, red/reds, sand/sands, sha/shadow/shadows, shade/shades, sorrow/sorrows, star/stars, stella/stellas, tree/trees, yellow/yellows, ⭐️/⭐️s, 🌅/🌅s, 🌈/🌈s, 🌌/🌌s, 🌙/🌙s, 🌠/🌠s, 🌴/🌴s, 🎼/🎼s, 🏝️/🏝️s, 👥/👥s, 🖌️/🖌️s, 🖤/🖤s, 🦋/🦋s, 🩶/🩶s

Titles

The Black Rainbow, The One Colored In Black, The One Who Draws The Rainbows, The One of Dimly Lit Colors, The Rainbow of Dark Hues, The Song of Sorrowful Love, The Stella Octangula, [prn] Who Paints With Darkness, [prn] Who Saw You Smile

Genders

Acilnerae, Blackrainbic, Blacksandgender, Dizzlovesickic, Fogibeachnightic, Galaxyfate, Genderdoomed, Ghostenamoric, Gloomyrainbowgender, Hawaii:partIIalbumic, Limitifuzreatic, Lovesickthing, Moonbowin, Novaity, Pastrasea, Pazazsuan, Phosmoceanlianl, Plageneigegender/Plagetempêtegender, Rainobsidicrysic, Starryseagender, Stellstallum, Thalassyrean, Tidepullene, Umbrainbowgender, Vitalssence/Sinnisous

Other mogai

Alderainbow, Alderblacksand, Alderbleedic, Alderstarpil, Assigned Star at Birth/AStrAB /Assigned Starling at Birth/AStgAB /Assigned Starlight at Birth/AStlAB, Darkwarmgreyvesil, Detherealaestelic, Grey Omninoun, Pink Omninoun, Rainbowvior/Rainbowalius/Rainbowperspesque, Red Omninoun, Star Omninoun, Starperspesque, Void Omninoun, 🌈 Omninoun

[farkledagain]

Hey Arnold! ladies!

[aeneidpdf]

it’s 2023, when’s pb3 coming?

[stellasguardianstuff]

My life is sunshine, lollipops and rainbows That's how this refrain goes So come on, join in, everybody