I know we’ve spoken about Wednesday and Tara being cousins. But what do you think about going a step further and adding Phoebe from The Babysitter films into the mix?
Omg I know Tara and Phoebe would get along very well. I think Wednesday might adore Phoebe’s personality but I also think she couldn’t stand her 💀💀💀
Phoebe on the other hand definitely hates Wednesday though. In a weird way. She loves Tara though and they have no problem bonding.
If the three of them worked together it would probably be chaotic as fuck.
Also Sam is confused as to why phoebe…… is hanging out with her sister. Sam probably doesn’t like her at all 💀💀💀
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Last moments
“With the lights out, it's less dangerous.”
Warnings: Angst, murder, brief mentions of suicide, spoilers, don’t know if this counts but considering her past, Phoebe Atwell, female reader. This is short.
POV: Third Person
Request: my brain
Pairing: Phoebe Atwell x Female Reader
Genre: Fluffy Angst
‼️SPOILERS FOR THE BABYSITTER: KILLER QUEEN BELOW THE CUT‼️
(Y/N) squeezed Melanie’s arm. She stared into her beautiful brown eyes, smiling in a terrified manner. Obviously, she couldn’t be rude to the one who was armed, right?
“Mel, I promise, I’m not going to tell anyone about what you’ve done if you just take my blood and forget it. I’ll be… a blood deposit. You can have as much as you want. I’ll… I’ll remain pure! I won’t do anything, I won’t even tell Cole that the wine was spiked..! I swear!”
Melanie stared (Y/N) in the eyes, continuing to slowly slide the knife in and out of her stomach.
“What was that? You won’t tell Cole what we did? What else won’t you tell him? That you made out with his girlfriend? Pretty girl, be honest. You wanted to join us.”
(Y/N) shook her head, before Melanie pulled out and delivered one last blow. Honestly, (Y/N) couldn’t help but wonder why she even continued to be in that same city after she saw what happened at Cole’s house. She saw everything. But that was besides the point. Melanie pulled the knife out one last time, and shoved (Y/N) over the edge of the cliff, making her fall into the secretive area of sacrifice. (Y/N) coughed and wiped her lip, feeling the smear of blood drying. It wasn’t long before Phoebe ran up to grab onto her, holding (Y/N)’s hand and resting her head on her lap.
“(Y/N)? It’s alright, I… I called the cops, they should be here any minute now..! It’s alright!”
(Y/N) hissed in pain, holding her spare hand over her wound. Her fingers were covered in blood, and a tear slipped out of her eye.
“Ph- Phoebe..? I… When I came here, I knew I should’ve jumped in the lake instead of staying with Cole…”
Phoebe shook her head, and held onto (Y/N) tighter. “No, no… I promise, that wouldn’t have helped. Here,” she took her jacket off, and tied it tightly around (Y/N)’s waist. “this should help…”
Phoebe gently lowered (Y/N) onto the ground, while she got in position. She sat criss cross, and pulled (Y/N) onto her lap. She gave her a gentle kiss on the lips, and entangled her fingers in (Y/N)’s hair. (Y/N) set her head on Phoebe’s shoulder, quietly crying into her.
“I’m not ready to die. I don’t want it to happen just yet, I still have so much left for me… A family, a job, home, college… You, Phoebe. I don’t want to die because of you. I want to be here for… you…”
(Y/N)’s breaths slowed down, as the blue and red lights flickered around them, as well as the brain piercing sirens. She pulled herself up slightly, staring Phoebe in the eyes. Her ragged breaths broke Phoebe’s heart.
“Phoebe, I’m sleepy…”
“It’s okay… I give you permission to rest.”
“I love you, Phoebs.”
“I love you too, (Y/N). Now, get some sleep…”
With those last, reassuring words, (Y/N) set her head on Phoebe’s shoulder, and closed her eyes.
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