#forbidden phoenix

[babygirlificationn]

Edgeworth wips i will probably never finish + some silly stuff i didn't like enough to post on their own </3

[wwemcumuscleslover]

Ok guys here me out here!

I think I might book something perfect here... but too face the NEW JUDGEMENT DAY( Finn Balor, JD Mcdonagh, Dominick Mysterio, Liv Morgan, Carlito)

Damian Preist and Rhae Ripley have to bring the big guns and I mean huge guns, that must mean open the famous FORBIDDEN DOOR of Pro Wrestling, and these there people are Buddy Matthews ( rhea husband) and the power couple Edge( the Founder of the Judgement day) and his wife Beth Phoenix( she has I short rivaly with Rhea)

TRIPLE H IF YOU FOUND THIS...CALL ME WE COULD WORK TOGETHER.

[lgbtqreads]

Happy Jewish American Heritage Month 2024!

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[plugnuts]

I remember when I got to the bridge to the turnabout case knowing a good chunk of what was going to happen through spoilers and was SO ready for the hospital scene between Phoenix and Miles only for it to not happen and felt SO disappointed. I hyped myself up for something I didn’t even know was not gonna be there

[theaskywalker]

Imagine feeding the Thestrals in the Forbidden Forest with Luna

Masterlist

[eerieayres]

The lovers that cannot be

SophCandy's phoenix and dragon OCs, Malika and Samir. Really leaned into art nouveau on this one!

I made 2 versions, since I couldn't decide on Samir's eyes 😅

This piece was done in my special art style, inspired by Yoshitaka Amano. Amano is the artist behind old-school Final Fantasy.

I drew this for Art Fight 2024, an online OC art trade event that takes place through the month of July.

Characters © SophCandy Artwork © EerieAyres

[authorkrysejay]

Step into a world of elemental magic, where a kidnapped princess meets her match in the one keeping her captive.

Phoenix Caged is a dark romantic fantasy and second book in the Hiraeth Song series.

Available now! On Amazon, Barns & Noble and more!

[missathlete31]

A princess in her lonely castle

A knight sent off to war

A forbidden love hoping to survive

@nolita-fairytale I made this from your username! A little Hannix fairy tale action! Hope you like!

[science-lings]

I'm so normal I love it when the current blorbo canonically displays signs of trauma and it's noticed by the people and it's not played for jokes (aside from misunderstanding what their reactions really mean)

[creativestorylove]

Forbidden

Kissed softly by the tenderness of your touch, I closed my eyes just to feel your fingers tracing my bottom lip, slowly, as you leaned over me from the side. I breathed in your scent, getting the feeling of secureness I was seeking my whole life as your fingers began to wander down to my chin and my throat. I felt shivers hitting my body like a wave in the turmoiled sea. At my frequently pulsating artery, you laid your fingers, and then your whole warm hand demonstrating your power over me. Being able to kill me anytime you wanted. As if you needed to do this. I knew who you were, better than anyone else. Instead of intimidating me, this gesture lit my fire deep inside myself even more. I couldn't do anything but to bury my fingers in your dark, curled hair feeling your crown of golden laurels. You lifted your hand to gently caress mine, leaving a bitter cold sensation on the vulnerable area of my throat. I slowly opened my eyes, just to lock them with your intense gaze. As always, a thousand different feelings were mirrored by your green eyes. I withstood the gaze until you lowered it, detailing every inch of my chest, my cleavage, the soft linen tunic I wore that night. Your hand followed your eyes slowly, indicating your plan to take the next step. I knew what you were planning and I wanted to continue so badly. Against my will, I turned my face away from you to stop your actions. In my head I cursed at myself for that as you lowered your head onto my shoulder, silently letting out a frustrated sigh. Of course, you knew what I was thinking, totally aware of your status and of mine. We weren't to be. I felt hot tears wetting my temples as I looked up trying not to tear up. I felt your sadness without looking at you. Trembling I decided to push you gently away from me, putting my hands on your beautiful designed chest armor. Fighting my will to stay, I got up quietly sobbing. I bent down, taking a wooden basket full of clothing, repeating my mantra 'We weren't meant to be' over and over again in my head. As I turned to look at you, I saw the pain in your eyes. You were looking at me, defeated, like a little boy, resting our elbows on your knees. Again I felt a sting in my heart and silent tears running over my cheeks. Crying out loud how much I hated to leave you wasn't an option. So I bowed to you one last time, naively hoping you would stop me from leaving. As you lowered your head, keeping your suffocating duties in mind, I nodded and went outside of the bedroom of yours. Although I heard the shattering of glass and books on the floor, the angry crying of despair in the room behind me, I swallowed sobbing and went to continue my work in the laundry room, always repeating 'We weren't meant to be' - for this mantra was my only connection to you in a way nobody was allowed to know.

@darknessisafriend you said you would be happy if I shared such things with you^^ it's a bit sad this time, I have to try writing more positive stuff right? ^^"

[the-silver-peahen-residence]

I think this goes to show nothing will stop Bradley or Mineta. They will keep going no matter. We need something worse. Maybe someone else can have a shot?

@demon-blood-youths

"Sadly no. No matter what we do, those two are still going at it. Even if we beat em up, scare em, or do something they just keep going." Jinx mutters with a pout seeing the other female leaders nodding to agree.

"Most of the fractions are banning them now from going near by. Even if their habits don't die it's getting annoying." Yuuka sighed as the girls sigh together, knowing this was going to be a pain. What if they wouldn't stop???

"Their is no need to worry....I taken care of it."

Yuuka, Jinx, Ashley, and Willow blinks to look seeing Agana lowering her tea cup but looks to the girls. She was visiting again but they seem confused.

"Uhhhhh..what do you mean?" Jinx asked.

"..Lets just say the two of them along with their perverted friends tried stealing the girls panties again so..I decided to speak to them myself. So rest assure, they are taken care of..." she said.

"B..but how? They wouldn't stop even if we threatened them.." Ashley said.

"Or did worse, heck even Davion and Jaron did something and they went back at it. Same with the members from the Oda clan from what Taz told us." Yuuka said.

"True but how did you get them to stop and where is the proof?" Willow said.

"......" Agana lowers her tea cup again before she sets it on the table but opens her eyes to look at the girls. "True, you all did just that but it didn't stick to them. They have the thoughts of....wanting what they wish for...it's something bad to remember......so....you had to really get into their heads to make sure it sticks...but to put it simply...they won't do it again..I promise you that." she said.

"I don't believe it..."

"Well..I can tell you....it started a few hours ago.."

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"Oh so you were the one that contacted me? You really are cute." Bradley smirked seeing Agana standing there but the other perverts were surrounding her while she remains calm.

"So did you want to ask me out or something but i was going to do that myself anyway. But..what did you wish to say little lady?" he smirked.

"I understand you and your friends tend to steal panties from me, my teammates, and friends due to your..obsession I take it? But..I would kindly ask if you would stop. It's not healthy and it won't do much if you keep doing it." she said.

"Seriously?!" Bradley blinks only to laugh at this with the others even Mineta doing the same. With a good laugh, he smiled to walk over wrapping an arm around her waist.

"Listen sweetheart, we can't help it. Guys have the need to please any girl they wish. It's a thing. Now, you can't really believe we'll stop because you said something. But..." He leans in close almost ready to kiss her. "If you be my girl I might end up stopping. But we'll keep on going anyway." he laughed.

"I see.....so you wish to not stop and keep going Is that right?" she said.

"Well yes.....so what are you going to do?" he asked.

"I would ask you kindly to stop.....but it seems that's not a option for you....and the others." she said. Bradley was confused before he saw her back up to hold her hand up.

"Wait, what are you-"

Right away, blood portals show around the perverts to grab each one and pull them down screaming in fear. Bradley and Mineta was scared seeing each one disappearing or trying to crawl away from the portals but still got taken even so before it leaves just the two of them.

"......"

"W..what did you do to them?!" Bradley said scared.

"Nothing..just sent them to the blood void to be punished for such disturbing behavior...they will be in there for a few hours....though...for you two..I might have something worse for you...since you can't take the lesson to listen..I'll have to be sure you do." she said.

"W.w...what are you?! Some sort of witch!?" Mineta said but Agana looks at them showing a dark red aura around her as blood shows.

"Yes...I'm the blood demon witch...you should know me since I'm part of Ethan's fraction. Though...that should be the least of your worries..I will be sure you learn your lesson so...off you go." With a wave of her hand both of them slips down into a blood portal screaming before the area was quiet.

".......I wonder how long they will be down there.." she mutters.

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"So after staying in the realm for a few hours, I brought them back...but believe me, they have learned their lessons." she said simply.

".....That...that can't be true..how are you.."

"Here; I'll prove it." Snapping her fingers, a blood portal shows spitting out Bradley who was grabbed and struggling.

"Hey! Let go! Come on, I was-!?" He stops seeing Agana but he pales to see her. "Oh n..no, not you again! What is it now!? We stopped stealing the panties, bras, and me flirting with girls! Please I don't want to go to that horrible blood place again!"

"..I'm not going to send you unless you misbehave..but don't you have something to say to the girls? They don't believe that you stopped your creepy ways....so tell them." Agana said as Bradley was shaking in tears.

"I..It's true. Me, Mineta, and the other guys stopped. After w...we came back, we gave back all the panties and bras. I even said sorry to all the other girls I flirted with! I swear I did so let me go! I wanna go home!" he cries.

".......See?" Agana said but the girls was shocked.

"O.O"

"You may take him back.." She said.

"T..thank you.." Bradley said before the blood ghoul takes him back home and the portal disappears.

"......This tea is really good. Is their more?" Agana said but the only thought in the girls minds:

"HOW THE HELL WAS SHE ABLE TO DO THAT!?" they scream in their heads seeing Agana drinking more tea.

[braveclementine]

Chapter 25

Warnings: Smut, 18+ readers only

Copyright: I do not own any Wizarding World characters that J.K. Rowling wrote. I do however own Elizabeth Kane (main character) and Trang Nyguen (best friend). There should be no use of these two names without my permission. I also do not condone any copying of this.

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𝕬 𝖋𝖊𝖜 𝖜𝖊𝖊𝖐𝖘 after Harry had told Hermione and I about Rookwood, there was a bit of a commotion. I was eating dinner when I heard a scream from the Entrance Hall. I leapt to my feet and rushed out of the Great Hall. Many other students followed after me and started to fill the Entrance hall, filling in every available space except for in front of the Doors.

Professor Trelawney was standing in the middle of the circle, two suitcases at her feet. One of them was upside down and I realized that they had been thrown down the stairs. I felt hate boil in me. She had a wand in one hand, a sherry bottle in the other. Her hair was sticking out in every direction. She had screamed again, a terrified sound.

I saw Professor McGonagall on the other side of the entrance hall. Harry appeared next to me.

"No! NO! This cannot be happening. . . It cannot. . . I refuse to accept it!" Professor Trelawney screamed.

"You didn't realize this was coming?" A sweet voice said, sounding extremely amused. I clenched my fists. "Incapable though you are of predicting even tomorrow's weather, you must surely have realized that your pitiful performance during my inspections, and lack of any improvement, would make it inevitable that you would be sacked?"

"You c-can't you c-can't sack me! I've b-been here sixteen years! H-Hogwarts is m-my h-home!" She howled.

"It was your home." Professor Umbridge said and it was the smile that appeared over her face that made me move, striding towards Professor Trelawney. Whispers broke out amongst the students.

"Come on Professor." I said, smiling down at her in kindness. "Let's help you back up to your room now, shall we?"

"And what are you doing Miss Kane?" Professor Umbridge asked in an amused voice.

I turned to face her and said. "I'm helping Professor Trelawney back to her room."

"Ah, but she's been sacked." Professor Umbridge said.

I kept my head high, taking out my wand and lifting her trunks with my wand. "Perhaps," I said lightly. "But you have zero authority to remove her so forcefully from the grounds."

I heard footsteps behind me and heard Professor McGonagall's voice saying, "There, there Sibyll. . . calm down. . . Blow your nose on this. . . It's not as bad as you think, now. . ."

"I'm sorry to inform you of such your large ego Miss Kane, but you actually have no authority to tell me what to do." Professor Umbridge said, getting laughter from the Slytherins.

"Perhaps not." A voice said behind me, "But I certainly do."

I turned to see Professor Dumbledore, standing in front of the doors that were the entrance to he castle.

"You, Professor Dumbledore? I'm afraid you do not understand the position. I have here an Order of Dismissal signed by myself and the Minister of Magic. Under these terms of Educational Decree Number Twenty-three, the High Inquisitor of Hogwarts has the power to inspect, place upon probation, and sack any teacher she- that is to say, I- feel is not performing up to the standard required by the Ministry of Magic. I have decided that Professor Trelawney is not up to scratch. I have dismissed her."

I lowered the trunks with my wand. I turned my back on her to comfort Professor Trelawney. Professor McGonagall was looking very angry. It was my surprise that she was the one who had come over to comfort Professor Trelawney- they'd never liked each other.

"See, Professor?" I asked. "Everything's going to be okay. I can already foresee that you'll be teaching again by next year."

I wasn't actually entirely sure about this fact but it seemed to cheer her up a bit more.

"You are quite right, of course, Professor Umbridge. As High Inquisitor you have every right to dismiss my teachers. You do not, however, have the authority to send them away from the castle. I am afraid, that the power to do that still resides with the headmaster, and it is my wish that Professor Trelawney continue to live at Hogwarts." Dumbledore said.

Then he turned to where the three of us were standing in the middle and said, "Might I ask you to escort Sibyll back upstairs, Professor McGonagall?"

"Of course. Up you get, Sibyll. . ." Professor McGonagall said gently, helping her to her feet. I stayed where I was standing as Professor Flitwick hurried after them, making the trunks float after them.

"And what are you going to do with her once I appoint a new Divination teacher who needs her lodgings?" Professor Umbridge asked in a whisper that carried through the entrance hall.

"Oh that won't be a problem. You see, I have already found us a new Divination teacher, and he will prefer lodgings on the ground floor." Dumbledore said pleasantly.

"You've found- You've found? Might I remind you, Dumbledore, that under Educational Decree Twenty-Two-"

"-the Ministry has the right to appoint a suitable candidate if- and only if- the headmaster is unable to find one. And I am happy to say that on this occasion I have succeeded. May I introduce you?" Dumbledore said, gesturing to the Entrance hall.

My mouth dropped in surprise. Well, I certainly hadn't seen this! The largest smile lit up my face. His long white-blond hair and bright sapphire blue eyes were the first thing I met.

"This is Firenze." Dumbledore said happily to a thunderstruck Umbridge. "I think you'll find him suitable."

Umbridge's eyes bulged out of her head more than I'd ever seen them. I was trembling with joy and Firenze met my gaze and gave me a smile.

"Well, Firenze." Dumbledore said. "This way." The students drew back as Firenze made his way past them, looking at him in awe. Nearly all of them had never been in the forest and the few that had, had probably never come across a centaur. As he passed me, I bowed a little and he bowed back and I followed after him as he followed Dumbledore. I winked at Umbridge as I passed and her cheeks turned violet.

Classroom eleven's door was opened and I slipped inside. Dumbledore was nowhere to be seen and Firenze was looking around. I looked around as well, a bit disoriented by what I was seeing.

The floor was made mostly of soft, brown dirt, though there were patches of moss as well. Grass started a little further into the room. The first half of the room (or perhaps less than half as I could not see the entire room) was mostly a clearing. There were scattered rocks and stumps that I realized could be used as seats or even desks. The sky shone above it, mirroring what was outside.

Farther into the room there were thick trees, greatly resembling those from the Forbidden Forest. I could even hear the trickle of water far far back and wondered if there might even be a stream or a pond somewhere near the back. The trees branches stretched high up and outwards, leaves disguising where the branches ended, creating a thick canopy under the trees and through the forest.

"Elizabeth Kane." Firenze said gently, looking up at the ceiling which looked like the night sky. He seemed very sad.

"What. . . What are you doing here Firenze?" I asked softly. Seeing him here, in this classroom, suddenly hit me hard. He was here. He was helping a human. His herd. . . they could not be pleased.

"I came to help Dumbledore." He said, still seeming very sad.

"But surely Bane. . . there's no way the Centaurs just let you come." I exclaimed.

"No." He said, turning around to face me. "They did not."

I noticed there was a bruise on his chest that was shaped by a hoofprint. I looked at him sadly. "They banned you, didn't they?"

"Yes." He said, lightly touching the bruise spot. "You know how Bane is, I have become a traitor to my own kind."

"Even Ronan and Ivagio?" I asked in disbelief.

"No. At least, not at first. But I did not want them to be kicked out of the herd either." He said sadly. I crossed the room so that I could touch his bruise.

"Would you be okay if I healed this?" I asked hesitantly. "I don't know if that's an offensive thing to do or not."

"Thank you." He said. I summoned some ingredients and mixed them together and then gently put the paste over the bruise. I'd learned this from Severus in one of my private lessons.

"I'm so sorry." I said sadly. "I wish you never had to leave the forest."

"Rumors reach my ears Elizabeth Kane. I see the back of your hand has gotten worse." He pointed out.

I looked at him in disbelief. "Don't tell me you abandoned your home just so that you could stick this to Umbridge?"

"No." Firenze said, shivering as I touched his bare chest. "It was not the only reason, though the look of discomfort on her face was satisfactory considering the harm she's done to you."

"Firenze. . ." I trailed off softly.

"Like I said Elizabeth, it wasn't the only reason I came to help. I would've come and help Dumbledore out if I'd never met you."

That gave me a bit of comfort.

"And on the plus side." Firenze said with a small smile, "You won't have to come all the way out to the forest to converse with me anymore."

I smiled too. "No, no I won't."

"Less dangerous too." Firenze said, sounding amused. "Of course, you never cared about the dangers anyways."

"I never met any dangers anyways." I pointed out.

"Yes, that is true." Firenze said thoughtfully.

"Umbridge isn't going to be happy with you." I said, sitting down on a tree stump. "Considering. . ." I didn't put the words out there. I knew how offensive they could be.

Firenze tucked his back legs underneath him and let his front legs spread out. "No, I suppose not. You know something though?"

"What?" I asked, sealing the ingredients in the bowl so that I could reapply it tomorrow if need bed.

"I thought Dumbledore would ask you to teach the class."

I looked at him in disbelief, sure that he was joking and then laughed. "Was that a joke Firenze?"

"No." Firenze said and I stopped laughing because I knew he was being serious now. "I even asked him why he didn't have you teach."

"Because I don't have the licensing?" I asked honestly.

"No, he said because you had enough of a target on your back." Firenze said. "He told me he had thought of you first but knew Umbridge would pounce on you in an instant."

I was stunned and then said, "Well I'm a student! I couldn't have been a teacher anyways!"

Had Dumbledore really thought me capable to be a teacher? Ridiculous, Utterly ridiculous.

"I mean." I added when Firenze didn't answer. "I don't know how to teach Divination! I only know the future of some of the people at Hogwarts, it doesn't get much broader than that!'

Firenze chuckled. "You sound as though you've been given the position."

"Sorry." I said, blushing. "I just can't understand Dumbledore's reasoning about even considering me in the first place!"

Firenze chuckled. "Yes, well. . ."

"I'll let you sleep." I said, getting to my feet. "Also, Dean Thomas will be in Harry's class. He's going to ask you if Hagrid breeds centaurs like Thestrals. The minute he asks, he'll known that he asked something offensive. He won't mean to offend you. He's Muggle-born so he doesn't understand."

"Thank you for telling me ahead of time." Firenze said, sounding amused and bitter at the same time. "I will remember not to take offense."

I touched his bruise again, making sure that the paste was drying and then applied a little more and conjured a bandage around it with my wand. On a whim, I kissed his cheek and then left the classroom. The startling difference between the forest scenery and the marble hallways made me stand there for a second to remember where I was.

I headed down the hallway to the potions classroom. Severus was getting ready for bed, cleaning up something off the floor.

"How was Occlumency?" I asked when I came in, locking the door behind me.

"Not good, he's not doing well." Severus grunted.

I could hear heels clicking across the classroom floor and Severus and I looked at each other. I quickly unlocked the door, debating about whether or not to turn into a cat. I decided to stay human. She could've easily have seen me come in here.

Professor Umbridge rapped on the door and I opened it, feeling very hateful towards her. She eyed me and then turned to Severus.

"What?" He asked coolly, dumping the mess into the trashcan.

"You are aware that teachers aren't allowed to do private lessons anymore, correct?" Professor Umbridge asked in a tense voice. She was trying to get me on anything.

"We aren't having a private lesson." Severus said coldly. "She has a detention with me tonight for fighting in the hallways."

I blushed, scowling at the floor.

"Oh! Well in that case. . ." She walked out of the office and locked the door behind her with her wand and then she walked out of the classroom, the door slamming behind her.

We stood there for a minute or two and then Severus opened the door and walked into the classroom. I heard him open and close the door. He came back after a couple minutes and then relocked the door behind him.

He sighed, running a hand through his hair and walking over to the bed. "Come here." he said.

I hurried over to him and he pulled me into a hug. He seemed distracted and I touched his face gently and asked, "What's wrong?"

"You and Firenze seem close." He said lightly, avoiding my question.

"Oh, yeah, I suppose so. He's a good person er- Centaur." I shrugged my shoulders.

"He's a friend?" Severus asked, still in a light voice.

It clicked why he was asking and I giggled and pressed my lips to his. "Aww, you're not jealous, are you?"

"No." he growled.

I pushed him back on the bed, unbuttoning his buttons and trailed my finger down from his throat down to the waistband on his pants. "Sev." I whispered, putting my lips against his throat. "No one's going to replace you. Ever."

I kissed him from his lips to his throat and then down his chest. He was shivering slightly. "Elizabeth. . ." he moaned slightly.

I looked up at him, cocking my head to the side.

"Oh fuck this." He muttered and I frowned a bit and then he grabbed me, pulling me down to the bed and rolling on top of me. He tossed my shirt and bra to the floor and started kissing me the same way that I had been. "Oh. . ." I breathed as his teeth brushed across the tip of my breast.

He was much different tonight and I didn't know why. He was doing so many new things that I was completely overwhelmed.

"Severus. . ." I whispered as he thrust himself furiously inside of me harder and faster than he'd ever done it before. It felt amazing and I almost didn't want him to stop, but I need to understand why he was being different. Why he wasn't doing the same things as before.

"Severus!" I said a bit louder and he paused for a second and then he pulled all the way out.

"Did I hurt you?" He asked, touching my cheek.

"No." I said completely truthful. "But. . . are you alright? You seem. . . different tonight. . ." I took his face in my hands.

He blushed which surprised me. He almost never got flustered about anything. "Well, it was you. . ."

"What about me?" I asked hesitantly, frowning, panic setting in. What had I done?

He chuckled a little, reading my face, and then sighed. "Just. . . you were so different tonight and I just wanted you so badly. I'm sorry if I was to rough."

I blushed now. Bloody hell there was something wrong with me. I'd thought something was wrong since he was acting different and it was just because he was happily in love. I collapsed back on the pillows, covering my face with my hands.

"Elizabeth?" He asked, alarmed. "What's wrong?"

"I ruined it." I said bitterly. "I just never realized you could do different things during. . . you know. I'm sorry, I'm just naïve."

He pinned my arms above me and slid into me again, a small, loving smile on his face. "you ruined nothing." He whispered into my ear, biting my earlobe gently and then let go. "Just relax. I'll go slow tonight."

I wrapped my arms around his neck as he let my hands go, pulling him to me. And the night continued just as it should have.

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[jeandejard3n]

Harry Potter: Patronus

[ijsthee]

So in this one theyre just like yeah magic is real fuck you

[stabbyapologist]

You never know what you're going to find in the Dark Forest.

[ingravinoveritas]

Appreciate your analysis re: v-day posts! I’d meant to ask but tumblr ate it so I’m glad there were other inquiring minds. I also thought maybe the card was from Georgia and pondered the pride flag at the end of the carousel. It’s hard to parse without context but of course can fit a general “love is love” sentiment.

So…. any thoughts about David as Phoenix on Masked Singer? I’d probably expire if it was true.

Anon #1: You're very welcome, re: my V-Day post analysis! Glad you enjoyed it so much, and I agree about the lack of context (which leaves things open to many possibilities), but also agree that it could be a general "love is love" sentiment.

So...I have no idea how I've now ended up with two Anons about the Masked Singer, but I am thoroughly amused because that is not at all a show I watch (either the one here in the US or the UK version). It just sort of gives me accidental furry vibes and I tend to try and keep maximum safe distance from anything in that genre, so, yeah...there you go. Haha.

But I did finally manage to take a peek at a few clips on Youtube (Phoenix's most recent performance in the semi-final is here, for those who haven't seen it), and have formulated some thoughts. Firstly, by way of disclaimer, one of my things with being autistic is that I sometimes have auditory processing issues, so hearing a singing voice through an anthropomorphized animal mask already fries my brain slightly.

HOWEVER...I have spent the last three years listening to both David and Michael's voices far more than I would care to admit (I've written entire posts on here about Michael's voice and its devastating effect on my lower regions, and I even have a #the things he does with his voice should be illegal tag, so I am beyond familiar with the dulcet tones of that mellifluous Welsh voice). And I feel that I would also know David's breathy tenor and occasional raised octaves when he gets all passionate any day of the week.

Given my familiarity with both Michael and David's cadences, my feeling is that Phoenix is neither one of them. I can see why people think it's David (the flailing limbs) and I can see why people think it's Michael (the voice almost sounds like Michael doing his American accent). But physically, Phoenix is too thin to be Michael--Phoenix's legs are skinny and noticeably do not have the thicc athleticism to them that Michael's do. And the voice just isn't quite his, nor David's, but rather almost like someone doing an impression of one of them (or both) to throw the audience off.

And that is pretty much my assessment of Phoenix on the Masked Singer. I would absolutely love to see Michael and David singing together one day for real, though (minus the fur suits, though I'd totally be down for Michael as Elton John and David as Kiki Dee again), because they both do have gorgeous singing voices and would no doubt give us an incredible duet. Fingers crossed...