#-- (The Descending Phoenix)

[shitpostingkats]

My toxic trait is I think Apollo should have more crazy backstories. Make him suffer.

[daredevil-vagabond]

The truth...my duty...to protect...by fair means or foul

Ryuunosuke Naruhodo

[therealjasonx]

Absolutely no one:

Me:

[the-witch-of-one-piece]

If there was a hospital and all these fine ass mofos worked there I ain't being discharged ever. I will be sick all the time. *cough cough*

[echosdaffodil]

“But if Ryunosuke is gay he can’t have a descendant”

Okay, saying it now, he’s only Phoenix descendant because they wanted to sell the game. Story wise it’s useless information for both game series and might as well be not true.

[isleofdarkness]

"I steal souls" was in reference to Hades being forced by Maleficent to drag two perfectly happy people out of the after life just to make some toddler's life suck, I'm making that executive decision. He still feels bad about that.

[mindblizzard]

I think the best way to resolve the "Naruhodo is Phoenix's ancestor but also asoryuu is real so ???" debate is to hypothesize that Naruhodo is Phoenix's ancestor but not directly. Maybe his sister had a kid and Naruhodo is Phoenix's great-great-great-uncle or something like that, where the family resemblance (and the lawyer genes[?]) would still carry through but Naruhodo did not have a child with a woman

[skellseerwriting]

Death and Rebirth Part 1

Hades x Phoenix!GN!Reader

Gift

Word Count: 1,035

Warnings: Hades’ self confidence, Hades thinking he’s a “cool guy” (lol), Uliana is a little menacing (to me), this chapter is short but the rest won’t be, the romance in this series is more of a subplot (there is romance but there’s also another plot going on)

Summary: Hades is already bored with Merlin academy. Nothing is interesting to him anymore. Class is boring, students are boring; they’re all just a bunch of humans and faes. Then, he sees you, and he’s not quite sure what you are…

Important Note!: This story includes lore I made up for phoenixes, so it is not accurate in that regard (they’re not real anyways, so it’s not really “inaccurate”). Information on that will be revealed naturally throughout the series

It was only a few weeks into the school year and Hades was already bored.

At first, he was interested in what classes there might be. Anything with magic caught his interest. Real quickly, he learned he didn’t like any of them.

The other students weren’t any more entertaining, either. Outside of his friend group, which contained a sea creature witch, a dark and powerful fae, a quarter-fae shapeshifter, and a human pirate who’s skills and attributes more than made up for his lackluster nature- Hades found the rest of the school to be, well, boring.

As he walked through the fountain courtyard he passively took note of the people around him, sensing their nature. Being a powerful god who regularly dealt with all sorts of people in the underworld had its effects.

Human, he noted. Another human. Fae. Half fae. Human. Fairy. Human. Fa-

Wait.

Hades paused, looking at you standing nigh fifteen feet away. You looked human, but he sensed something different. Something… magical, perhaps? It definitely wasn’t fae. It felt nothing like Maleficent’s dark aura, either (which was different from most fae). It felt… more powerful? But, as he looked at you, all he saw was a sickeningly sweet smile on your face as you talked to a human student.

Before he knew what he was doing, he was walking right towards you. The student saw Hades approaching and scurried away with an “eep!”, leaving the two of you in each others space.

Standing there awkwardly, he realized he didn’t even know what to say. You just looked at him expectantly with your head tilted and your lip curled; amused.

“Uh…” He was at a loss of words. He realized how uncool he looked right now. Maybe he should just walk away. No- that’d look weirder. Then you’d go telling people how the Hades just started gawking at you silently.

Opting to just ask at this point to save face, he cleared his throat.

“What are you?”

You looked at him quizzically.

“Huh?” You went, slight smile still on your face, although more perplexed. Oh great, now you were going to think he was just weird.

“I-“ he coughed. “Sorry. I just- you don’t… seem.. human?”

“That’s because I’m not!” You chirped.

“Well, what are you then?” Hades asked, not expecting a straightforward response like that.

“Hmm,” you thought for a moment before perking up. “It’s a secret!”

Well so much for asking.

“Why, though?” He questioned, scratching the back of his neck.

Blinking once after a moment of silence, you said:

“Because you want to know.”

“Seriously?” He felt a little agitated.

“Yes.” You stated, then angled your head the other way. “How could you tell I’m not human?”

Beginning to smirk, he quoted you.

“‘It’s a secret’.”

Rolling your eyes with a smile, you made a bravo motion.

“I assume it has to do with your godly nature?” You said that last part a little mockingly. Hades didn’t mind, however. You were the most interesting thing that had happened since Mali accidentally made scales grow from Uliana’s skin.

He gave you a brief nod. He was reputable around school for that. Some scared little royals had even spread a good rumor that he could kill someone with just a single touch. Most started avoiding him after that, which was fun. Of course, they were mixing up him with Thanatos, who was the god of death, but when he brought it up at one point he was met with a “who?”

“Well,” you interrupted his thoughts. “If you stick around, you might just find out.”

And with that, you spun around, and it seemed as if the earth spun with you as wind swirled leaves where you had stood. He barely noticed that your top had a gaping hole in the back, as something bright caught his attention in the middle of your spot.

Stepping forward, he crouched down on the stone tiles. It was a feather. A decent sized, fiery orange  feather.

Picking it up gently between his thumb and finger, he could feel magic coursing through it. What kind of bird did it come from? And did you just give this to him? Or was it some kind of coincidence?

Standing up, you were nowhere to be seen; leaving Hades with more questions than he started with.

“Where did you get this?” Uliana asked demandingly.

Hades had shown her the feather, questioning her about its origins. He considered telling her some student had given it to him (he thought that’s what happened, anyway). Ultimately, though, he didn’t want to risk sicking Uliana on a poor (possibly innocent) person. He wasn’t that cruel. And that had nothing to do with the fact he wanted to learn more about you.

You were interesting, and he liked interesting. There was no way he’d get to know about you more if Uliana started breathing down either of your necks. So, he told her that he found it on the courtyard grounds.

“Maybe an orange bird flew by?” Morgie posed, eager to provide suggestions to Uli.

“Or someone dropped it.” Maleficent suggested.

“No.” Uliana stated, clutching the feather. “There’s no possible way this fell from a bird. And there’s no way someone dropped this.”

Hades began to feel a little nervous, though he didn’t let it show.

“Why is that?” He asked, though he almost didn’t want to; afraid of what she might say.

“Because this,” she held up the feather, staring at it in awe. “Is a phoenix feather. They went extinct centuries ago, and you can only get one from them if they let you pluck it. If someone was carrying this, they would’ve been careful enough not to lose it. The only place you can see one now is in a museum. And the black market every decade.”

Woah. Hades took a step back. And you had just given that to him? What if he hadn’t picked it up?

“But someone must have been carrying it.” Morgie insisted. “Otherwise that would mean there’s a phoenix around here. Wouldn’t that be something.”

“Yes.” Uliana mused, making Hades feel uneasy as she twiddled the vibrant feather in front of her eye. “It would.”

Part 2

Taglist:

@lesbpotmurdocklokistan

@mushroomdemon9

[nutmeg-mayonnaise]

Normally Phoenix and Edgeworth walk through the park with just Gregory, but the Fey girls happen to be in town...

This is a drawing I made a couple months ago but only recently colored. All the kids are my ocs. More about them in the tags.

[thetimelordbatgirl]

OC Halloween Challenge 2025 Day Twenty Five: Horror Location

The alternate universe counterpart of Hadley (Descendants: Evil's Unfinished Business) from the alternate universe, Phoenix's Heir's, in a classic horror location, aka a cemetary, as she looks into the rumors of a haunted grave, her curioustly as the granddaughter of Hades' peaked as she seeks to see if its true.

[lotusquil]

Future concept for Hadie - spoilers!

[probablygayattorneys]

So, a fun little fact about me is that I name things. My phone, for instance, is named Sadie. My laptop? Lucy. My switch? Robinette. This includes cars. My last car was named Amethyst, and the one before that was called Missy May (short for Missile Launcher Mayonnaise).

Now a less than fun fact is that I’ve been having a lot of car problems lately and for the past few weeks or so have been without a car. However, today that has finally been resolved and I have a functional car! Its name… the Badgermobile. Why, you ask?

Well first, let me show you the key.

Now let me show you what you see if you open the little drawer on the center console.

And finally… what you see if you’re behind me in traffic.

Long live the Badgermobile!

[thethirdvoerman]

it's funny when you have a dark ages character and you get to think that they were an ancestor of a character you have in the present day timeline. a "sure grandpa let's go get you to bed" vibe. you get to write the dark ages character as high and mighty despite the fact that he was just a loser like his childer

[iccarian]

we’ve all done bad things to each other. ― @stubborngods, diavil.

maybe the words are meant as a comfort. after all, the raven - turned - man always had a softer disposition than her mother, present where she was distant . . . but that knowledge does nothing to cushion the impact. a creature of habit even now, mal receives them with the kindness of a blunted knife. fists clench at her sides, fae - sharpened teeth pricking the edge of her lip as they grit, and if she had fur, it would certainly stand on end.

❝ i was a child! ❞ it's meant as a retort. a gotcha moment to throw in his face. but her voice cracks on that word: child. hells, she loathes how much life with the royals has softened her, springing tears to her eyes when once there would have only been emerald fire. a breath sucks through her teeth, more of a gasp as it hits the stone forming in her throat. she, and dozens of others; they were only children, stuck behind a mote of misery and inherited sins. ❝ i was a child, ❞ she repeats, as if he didn't know. as if he didn't spawn one of his own. ❝ i never should have known what that was like. and she -- ❞ hand thrown outwards, a vague, forceful gesticulation, but the venom and grief behind singular pronoun should be enough. ❝ she wasn't supposed to be that way. we weren't supposed to be here. ❞

[kill-vonkarma-again]

HOLY WHITEWASHING, BATMAN!

[isleofdarkness]

Only one Villain ever died under the barrier.

It was the Blue Fairy (and really, she wasn't a Villain, she was just treated as such for her Refusing to Stop Doing Magic crimes.) When Phoenix died and she saw that Maverick was going to take her beloved daughter down to the Underworld personally, she begged to go with them. She knew her baby. Phoenix was so shy, she'd be terrified in a new place without a single familiar face, so the Blue Fairy wanted to go with her.

Maverick took both of them. She didn't have the strength to separate them again.