#phoe-phoe nix

[jadecantcreate]

Can you pretty please draw frost drag persona twinkerbell🙏🙏🙏🙏

twinkerbell time ! there wasnt an in depth description so i went wild (the little bun was made by gricko, they match)

the rest of the drag queens because why not !! i was rewatching the drag show segment anyway, might as well

snail #2 and kremy helping gideon walk in heels !

i should have made him taller probably but the image of this tiny troll-fucker drag queen was too good not to draw

curvy kremy with toned chef arms my beloved

i was having a hard time drawing it digitally so i went to my sketchbook (hence the horrific quality that tumblr doesnt help with)

[sillykitty9000]

I have two thoughts as I finish up episode 7: I really miss Frosty, and I really love Torbek

(Click for higher quality, ID in alt)

[writing-until-i-drop]

Wildflowers For A Hangman Ch. 18

Summary:

Daisy, a career novelist, moves in with her college best friend Phoenix who has been permanently assigned to Top Gun with Dagger Squad. She finds herself instantly connected with a cocky pilot who's soft only for her and Jake can't help but want to know everything about her. When the past comes knocking at both of their doors, will they stand together or fall apart?

Or: The Dagger Squad can't cook and Jake falls in love with a woman who makes a mean lasagna while they work their personal trauma.

Jake "Hangman" Seresin x writer!femOC | 18+ (eventually) minors dni. Fluff, smut (eventual), idiots in love, past trauma.

A/N: The Daggers agree it’s time for Phoenix and Coyote to get their shit together

AO3 Link

Previous Chapter

a/n: sorry it's late!!!!

“We need to do something about all of that,” Rooster waved his hand towards Javy and Tasha, who were pointedly not touching even though there was barely an inch of space between them. I nodded, sipping the drink Jake had gotten me before he had gone to play darts with Payback.

“On a scale of one to sitcom, how creative are we going to get trying to get them together?” 

“Sitcom, definitely. Should we lock them in a closet?” 

“Or maybe we can handcuff them together?” I suggested, thinking over just how to get the two pilots to finally take that last step together. “This is why I don’t write romance, do you think Fanboy would have ideas?” Rooster nodded, motioning for Fanboy to join us and he was infinitely more helpful. Pretty soon, we were taking notes on a napkin and trying to make sure Tasha and Javy didn’t get suspicious. 

“What are you three doing?” Jake asked, kissing my temple as he came up beside me. 

“Keep it down, dude,” Rooster shushed him, looking around to make sure our cover wasn’t blown. “We’ve almost got it.” 

“Got what?” Payback rolled his eyes, Jake leaned closer, taking in all of the scribbled notes scattered between five or six napkins.

“Operation Phoe-oyote?” 

“Actually, it’s Operation Sitcom now,” Fanboy points to the circled name, “It’s less obvious.” 

“We’re debating whether or not Phoenix remembers how to pick handcuffs,” Rooster narrowed his eyes pointing at Daisy, “Because apparently someone taught her how.” I groaned, running a hand over my face.

“I mean I remember how but I also practice, I don’t know if she would remember. Maybe we can just hide all her bobby pins and paper clips?” 

“Wait, you know how to pick handcuffs?” Jake asked, surprised. I giggled, cheeks burning. “And you practice?”

“It’s for my books, I had to learn how it worked,” I explained but Jake’s eyebrows didn’t descend,

“That explains once, Wildflower. Not practicing,”

“Well, sometimes I have them handcuffed in weird positions and I need to know if they can get themselves out, so I handcuff myself like that and then try it for myself.” 

“So you spend a lot of time in handcuffs?” Rooster asked, wiggling his eyebrows. “Kinky.”

“Shut up,” I threw one of the napkins at him. “I think we should nix the handcuffs.” 

“Handcuffs?” Tasha’s voice scared me, we had all been too distracted to notice her and Javy approaching the table. The three of us co-conspirators quickly grabbed all of the napkins, shoving them into our pockets. Tasha raised her brow at us but didn’t mention it. “Do you think I can still pick them faster than you?”

“Probably,” I laughed, getting up from the table, “Anyways, I think I’m done for the night. Jake?”

“Right behind you, my little locksmith.” I rolled my eyes, grabbing his hand and leading him out of the bar. 

Jake took me back to his apartment, carrying me inside despite my protests. I knew he had no problem lifting me but I still wasn’t the biggest fan of it, even though I had to admit it was hot knowing just how strong he was. 

“You know, I do have two feet that work, right?” I teased him as he fumbled with the keys, refusing to put me down while he unlocked the door.

“But if I’m not carrying you, I can’t do this,” Jake’s head dipped down, nuzzling my breasts and I shook with laughter.

“You’re ridiculous!” 

“You love me,” Jake laughed, carrying me the rest of the way to his bedroom. It looked a lot better than the first time I had stayed over, Jake had let me have my way with it, adding decorations and a new comforter, making it feel homier and less spartan. 

“Yeah, I kinda do.” Jake set me on my feet and kissed me. I sighed against his lips, relaxing into him with my hands on his chest, feeling the strong muscles beneath his plain tee shirt. 

“Are you ready for bed or do you have some more scheming to do?” Jake asked, gently pressing kisses all over my face. I giggled, letting him carry on until he stopped, waiting for an answer.

“I can scheme while we cuddle if you turn on the fan.” He chuckled, giving me one more kiss before going to turn on the fan while I stripped down, pulling on one of his tee shirts to sleep in. 

“Love seeing you in my clothes,” Jake mumbled, face buried in my hair as we cuddled in bed. “What would you think if I left some at your place so you can wear them all the time?” I kissed his chest, thinking it over, my heart beating like crazy. It was just a little thing, having his clothes in my dresser, it wasn’t a big deal. I mean, he already had a toothbrush in my bathroom but that was a necessity, unlike his shirts. “Baby?” 

“Yeah, okay,” I whispered softly, kissing his chest again. “I’ll make space for them tomorrow.”

X

“Do they really think we can’t see them?” Javy asked, foot brushing against mine under the table. The squad had planned a dinner out at a fancy restaurant in town but when I had gotten there and given Rooster’s name, the waitress had led me to a table for two and I knew what was happening. 

“They really think they’re slick,” I tried to hide my smile, sipping a glass of wine. It was obvious what they were doing, trying to force Javy and I into taking a new step in our friendship, relationship, whatever it was. 

We had slept together once on deployment a long time ago and had been circling each other for years, somewhere between friends and strangers, until the uranium mission had brought us together for good. I mean, he was a genuine good guy, caring, handsome, and had a sense of humor that had me tearing up at times. What if talking about it, acknowledging whatever this was between us, ruined what we already had?

“Are we going to talk about it?” Javy asked, reaching across the table, tracing my knuckles with his finger. I took another sip of wine, “We don’t have to if you’re not ready.” Javy’s puppy dog eyes made my heart melt, “I’ll wait.” 

“I think we’ve waited long enough, don’t you?” I shifted my hand so that he could hold it properly. It was the first time we had actually held hands and it felt so good. “Oh my god,” I groaned, eyes shutting in embarrassment. “Rooster is taking our damn picture.” 

“Let him,” Javy chuckled and when I opened my eyes, he was leaning across the table, “But let’s give him something better to take a picture of.” I rolled my eyes but closed the distance between us, kissing him for the first time in forever. There were a few cheers of excitement but I could barely hear them, tasting the whiskey on Javy’s soft lips. 

“Maybe we can skip dessert and go to my place?” 

“How about we get dessert to go that way we have something to eat between rounds?” Javy kissed me again,

“You were worth waiting every second, Natasha Trace.” 

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[oh-phoenixx]

intro post !

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hi !! my name isn't actually phoenix, but i like using it on here. you can also call me phoe or nix :) my pronouns are he/him, i'm trans ftm and audhd.

marauders stuff:

i've liked the marauders for three years, they take up my life lmao (i have a marauders-inspired tattoo).

my main ships: jegulus, wolfstar, marylily, dorlene, rosekiller, and pebill.

kins: evan, remus, peter

i write microfics, i draw but idk if i'll post any of it, and i like to talk about my random opinions and headcanons. i post them here because i don't have many friends who like the marauders, and i feel like i'm going to scream when i don't talk about these things lmao.

if you don't agree with something i say or a headcanon i have, i'm happy to discuss it, as long as you remain civil. i'm not interested in arguing over these things and i will just stop replying if i feel you're being rude.

non-marauders related stuff:

my hyperfixations/special interests: percy jackson, will and james, greek mythology, good omens, b99, dead poets society, and more.

music: big thief/adrianne lenker, mitski, kevin atwater, jake minch, noah kahan, hozier (seen him live), radiohead, bowie, the beatles, harry styles, james marriott (seen him live), the front bottoms.

i play guitar, draw, and write.

i'll probably only post in english, but i'm fluent in spanish as well, just less confident with it. i live in spain but it's my second language and i speak it less and less these days. pero es lo que es, háblame en español si quieres.

links:

just my microfics

just my marauders posts

safe space for everyone!!

no dni list, but if something you say or any of your views make me uncomfortable and you consistently interact with my posts, i will block you, i'm sorry.

[lardguz]

hi!! i love ur work so much aa men do something to my brain chem LOL

i was just wondering what ur hcs might be for the weight hierarchy of ace attorney guys (if u have one)? also i loved the sizes you wrote for your link story; do you think you'd ever write a similar size for anyone in aa?

Oooooh, excellent question! I think of like, main male prosecutors/attorneys, my hierarchy would be, from skinniest to heaviest:

Nahyuta (I just don't think a well-trained monk would gain much weight even after traveling to Japanifornia)

Kla/vier (likes to keep his figure for the stage so he can do slutty dance moves and poses easily)

Kri/stoph (puts on some weight in solitary lbr)

Go/dot (mild dad bod, opens a cafe/bakery post-T&T)

Edg/eworth (Phoenix is a bad influence on him, he's probably like 300 pounds as Chief Prosecutor)

Apo/llo (Tops out at like 650 after AJAA because of Nick's influence, very well-rounded body gains)

Blac/kquill (Starts out super ripped and muscular after being released from prison, descends into hedonism now that he can eat whatever, probably borders on near-immobile but deliberately keeps the ability to move because he likes feeling powerful for having to force people to walk around his mass)

Phoe/nix (Dude is like a ton at least by the end of the second trilogy. Completely immobile, retires from law permanently to be Miles's personal stress toy. Lazy, hungry, total blob.)

If I were to write a story of one of the AA guys reaching a similar size to Link in my most recent story, I think it'd be Nick or Simon. Maybe Apollo if I elaborate more on my "Nick is a terrible influence on him" headcanon, I think a barely mobile feeder taking on a chubby feedee apprentice and turning him into a blob has some good potential actually.... Hmm..... I'm gonna have to write that one down that's actually REALLY GOOD. 😳

[formorethananame]

PHOE · NIX:

noun -

(in classical mythology) a unique bird that lived for five or six centuries in the arabian desert, after this time burning itself 

[moonygryffin]

Here’s a new oc im working on, haven’t figured out much yet.

They’re a doctor on the Airship and a pyromaniac. They have a burn scar on their face from messing with fire lol. (Phoe)Nix is their first name, no surname, and their top hat doubles as a weapon that can shoot fire

I have Plans for them in my au, but am still working on their personality

[symphoniecalando]

Song of the Revolution W.M. Soot

Like-- a phoenix from the flame, our peo--ple, soon, they rise, a phoe--nix from the flame. We-- will not be held down, a peo--ple long denied, at last, our time has come.

Rise--, sons of L'--Manberg, our pur--pose now has come, democ---racy in light. Soon, we will not be denied Our fields--, they will-- grow strong; our peo--ple will be fed.

Throw-- your weight to the door, stur--dy them at last, stur--dy them at last. Hold-- the walls for your kin, the war, it rag--es on, the war, it rag--es on!

Hold to your people, hold to your kin; Shake not by mortars, shake not by sin; Know why you're fighting, know why you dare Stand by the walls of our ci--ty.

Hold to your people, hold to your kin; Shake not by mortars, shake not by sin; Know why you're fighting, know why you dare Stand by the walls of our ci--ty.

[pigeon-kinhelp]

Hey!! Could I get some pronoun recs for a ctommy with themes of sunshine and fire?

Most of these are basic I hope that is okay 👍 ^^

Fi/fire/fires/fires/fireself

Sun/suns/suns/suns/sunself

Sun/shine/suns/shine/shineself

Li/light/lights/lights/lightself

Shi/shine/shines/shines/shineself

Phoe/nix/phoenixs/phoenixs/phoenixself

Blaze/blaze/blazes/blazes/blazeself

Fli/flicker/flickers/flickers/flickerself

Spark/spark/sparks/sparks/sparkself

[allbycharles]

You guys pronounce fea-nor as phoe-nix?

Ok hear me out.

Does the Phoenix exist in Middle Earth?

Because if yes…

A bird that dies by going up in flames… It‘s a FIRE bird that dies by GOING UP IN FLAMES.

And don’t even get me started on it’s name.

Phoe - nix

PHOE - NIX

Pronounced Feanix.

FEA - NIX

If that thing exists in Middle Earth then someone’s getting into A LOT of trouble if they ever meet a specific elven smith.

[takaraphoenix]

“Luck? Nope. Skills.” - “If it’s skill then do it again.” ColdFlashWave. Thanks. ❤

Advent Calendar: Day 2

“Either you’re cheating or you’re insanely lucky”, accused Nate with a glare.

“Luck? Nope. Skills”, declared Snart smoothly, smirking.

“If it’s skill then do it again”, demanded Zari and gathered the cards together again.

Jax huffed and leaned back on his chair, watching Snart count his winnings. From across the room, he could feel Grey’s eyes on him, giving him a pointed look – what was he doing playing poker against not one but two criminals. And Stein had a point there. Playing poker with Snart and Rory was never a good idea. The thing was, for the past couple of days, it had been intensely dull and boring on the Wave Rider, so it was either playing poker with Snart, Rory, Nate and Zari, or watching Sara and Amaya spar and risking being forced to join them, or listen to Grey and Ray nerd-babble two tables over. He was honestly looking forward to the holidays at this point.

“And you’re sure you don’t want to go to the Queens’ holiday party?”, asked Nate curiously.

Jax shrugged. “Grey invited me along to go celebrate with his family. And I gotta gather some extra points as favorite uncle with Ronnie already, don’t I? Besides… that party sounds like a mess.”

“Why? Just because the big wedding you guys went to attend turned into a total disaster featuring Nazis from an alternate reality?”, drawled Zari. “I mean, that was an unforgettable wedding.”

Everyone at the table grunted at the memory of the fatal failure of the first attempt at a wedding between Oliver and Felicity. It had been supposed to be a grand beautiful event, but got kind of hijacked by the Nazis. Definitely unforgettable though.

“You will not be a bad influence on my grandson, Jefferson”, called Martin out pointedly.

“Wha—at? Never, Grey”, called Jax back with a broad grin.

“And let’s not forget the part where touching down in 2017 is going to mean having to watch Mick and Len make out with Barry”, tagged Nate on and made a face.

“It’s like a rite of passage to walk in on them having sex at least once”, offered Jax to Zari.

Zari raised both her eyebrows and shrugged at that. She had a pretty good grasp on what she would be walking in on considering she had read Mick’s polyamorous erotica novel and she figured he drew a lot from his own life and relationship with Snart and Allen. Her eyes found the two former – well, mostly former – criminals who had kept uncharacteristically quiet during the conversation.

/break\

Sara was sitting with Len in the library, supposedly researching. The two had grown to become an odd pair of friends ever since joining the Legends. After Snart had sacrificed himself to save them and they only barely managed to rescue him, the two had grown even closer. He had died, technically, but timey-wimey mumbo-jumbo had led to them bringing him back nonetheless because his conscience had still been around, haunting Mick. At first, Mick had thought he was going insane, but that was by far not the case. It took them some time to figure out a way to actually grow Snart a new body with Gideon – but hey, she made full limbs, she could do this – and move his consciousness into it. At the end of the day, both of them had died and come back.

“Do you ever regret joining the Legends?”, asked Sara curiously.

“Mh? I don’t think me and Mick would have returned to the Wave Rider after the disbandment if we would regret joining, don’t you think?”, countered Leonard.

“You rejoined the crew again because you two were going crazy in Aruba, mourning Barry. But they managed to free him from the Time Prison”, pointed Sara out. “If he had never been in there and you two would have gotten to return to him, heroes and saviors in your own right, redeemed from the deeds of your past… would you have truly left him again?”

“You’re not the type to get lost in what ifs”, mused Len thoughtfully. “I can’t attest for potential pasts, Sara. He’s safe and alive now and he has his own calling. Here, we get leeway. We’re not heroes. We will never be. In Central City? Have you met the Wests? They’re a bunch of goodie-two-shoes. One false step and the Detective will be willing to throw us back into jail. The really scary one in that family is and always will be Barry’s sister though.”

“Iris?”, asked Sara confused. “Why? She seems… very harmless.”

“But fiercely protective of her brother”, countered Len and grimaced. “If she thought me and Mick were still criminal enough to lead to a heartbreak for her brother then she would most likely tear us apart all on her own. No. That entire team? Too many goodie-two-shoes for us to be comfortable.”

“Your boyfriend is a goodie-two-shoes”, argued Sara amused.

“Yes, but he vibrates in bed”, replied Len with a dirty grin. “And does entirely different things in bed too. For him, the whole innocent puppy-dog eyes is quite… charming. And redeemable.”

Sara snorted and shook her head in amusement. She shouldn’t have asked.

/break\

Mick had been polishing his gun for the past two hours. And it was not a euphemism. Amaya and Zari exchanged a look over their breakfast. Mick was humming. In lack of a better word, one would describe him as happy. Which was wildly concerning, really. The last time he had looked that happy, they had just heard the news of vampires in Victorian London.

“Hey, buddy. You looking forward to seeing Barry again?”, asked Ray with a carefree smile as he entered the kitchen and sat down opposite Mick. “Got a Christmas present for him?”

“Yes”, replied Mick with what could only be described as an unholy smile.

“Oh, wha-”, started Ray interested.

“No”, interrupted Amaya rather firmly. “No need to spoil the surprise.”

“But… it’s not like it’s for me… so it’s not a surprise”, frowned Ray confused.

“But you’ll babble it on”, countered Amaya pointedly, though the real reason was a different one.

Mick’s grin widened even more. Still humming, he got up to return to his and Lenny’s cabin. Today was the day. They were going to the Queens’ party and they would get to spend time with Barry again. It had been far too long since they last got to be with their speedster.

“You’re in a good mood, Mick”, observed Leonard when Mick entered their room.

“Mh. Can’t wait to see Scarlet in our present”, grinned Mick.

Leonard huffed at that though the grin on his lips matched Mick’s. “Christmas is all about unwrapping presents after all, isn’t it?”

/break\

“Merry Chris—Woah, okay. Stand down, boys.”

Barry was staring wide-eyed, lifting his hands up in the air as both the Cold Gun and the Heat Gun were trained on his head suddenly. As soon as Lenny and Mick realized who had just broken into their room and woken them up, they dropped their weapons.

“Scarlet, how often have I told you not to sneak up on us?”, growled Mick annoyed.

“I wanted to surprise you”, huffed Barry with a pout, crossing his arms.

“You… couldn’t wait to see us, mh?”, asked Leonard knowingly, a smirk on his lisp.

Barry’s cheeks turned red to match his suit as he averted his eyes. “I mean, it’s… Christmas. And after waking up, I had to watch Joe and Cecille be all sweet and in love.”

“Ah, future stepmom”, teased Leonard amused. “She seemed impressive, during the Nazi-fight.”

“She is impressive”, grunted Barry softly. “I really like her, I like how happy she makes Joe.”

“So seeing your old man be all lovey-dovey made you wanna be lovey-dovey too”, accused Mick.

The grin on his lips matched Lenny’s as the arsonist reached out to wrap an arm around Barry’s waist and pull him down onto the bed. Barry yelped a little as he collapsed against Mick’s chest. Mick smiled pleased and tucked the speedster beneath his chin.

“How long do you think we have?”, asked Barry as he snuggled up to Mick.

“Don’t know. Don’t care”, grumbled Mick.

“Sara said something about landing early to drop off the professor and Jax”, offered Leonard as he laid down behind Barry, gently kissing the back of his neck. “So I’m positive we have some more time. You know how long Nathaniel takes to get ready in the morning.”

“Hair too”, grunted Mick pointedly.

“Yes, Raymond too”, agreed Leonard with a laugh.

“I live with Iris and Cecille. I know about having to wait my turn for the bathroom”, huffed Barry.

“You do know you’re old enough to get your own place, right?”, teased Leonard amused.

He trailed kisses along Barry’s shoulders, while Barry cuddled up to Mick some more. The large man was perfect for cuddling, warm and soft and comfortable. Barry sighed contently as Len spooned him from behind. With a very pleased smile on his lips did Leonard lean over to properly kiss Mick good morning too. It was downright endearing how pleased Mick looked, with their third tucked against his chest like that. Though Leonard couldn’t deny that he too was happy to have Barry back with them. What Sara had said, it rang true. If they hadn’t believed Barry to be locked away forever, they might have thought twice about leaving Central City.

“Have you missed us, Scarlet?”, asked Leonard teasingly.

“Obviously”, grumbled Barry pointedly. “Joe’s been… kind of frustrated ever since Wally left.”

“Why’d your brother leave?”, asked Mick confused.

Both Mick and Leonard had spoken with the kid before, worked with him. He was amusing.

“Too many speedsters around”, offered Barry with a sigh. “Got tired of being in my shadow, I guess. Being Kid Flash on Team Flash… Yeah, I get it.”

“Mh, and is your brother going to join us for Christmas?”, wondered Leonard.

“I have no idea. He’s barely been in contact with us since he left”, sighed Barry, pulling Lenny closer against himself. “I hope? But… your sister is going to join us for Christmas.”

Leonard raised his eyebrows curiously at that and exchanged a look with Mick. “She is?”

“You’re going to have so much fun with that”, chuckled Barry teasingly.

“Scarlet, what are you keeping from me?”, asked Leonard, nipping Barry’s neck.

Barry laughed and swatted at him. “Cisco and Lisa got back together a little while ago.”

“Mh. We get to threaten the pipsqueak some more”, grumbled Mick very pleased.

Leonard raised both of his eyebrows. “Now how did that happen?”

“After you… died, she started… coming around occasionally. Guess she was a bit… lost. And after you came back from the dead, well…”, shrugged Barry. “Turns out while you two were in Aruba and Wally was posing as me, apparently… they asked for her help and the Golden Glider became Miss Midas, a young upcoming hero.”

“How have I not heard of this before?”, grunted Leonard pointedly.

“It’s not like you drop by with a lot of social calls”, muttered Barry.

“We’re literally saving all of history, Scarlet”, defended Mick gruffly.

Barry laughed softly and leaned up to peck first Mick on the lips and then Leonard. “You can get all caught up on the party. But for now, you’re all mine.”

Read this here on FFNet & here on AO3

[venusbasil]

her names stevie coal btw, cause phoe-phoe nix (Stevie Nicks) see see

i wanna play with the idea of girl dad gideon because we’ve already had so many jokes of him sleeping around, and having “kideons” running around

thought it was funny he didn’t remember this one person he slept with, and one day he and kremy are at a bar together and someone from a medical center or something, tracked him down, and says something like:”

Nurse:” You’re Gideon Coal?”

Gideon:”Who’s asking?” Think they’re flirting with him or something

and they just drop this newborn baby girl into his hands like

Nurse:” You’re daughter”

but also funny dad and uncle kenny shenanigans

[weavingroses-a]

even if i’m not thinking about dragon quest 11, i am thinking about dragon quest 11

[purgatorical]

“I want to draw serious fanart”

*proceeds to draw phoe/nix and yo/ru choking each other while crying for the fifth time*

[hanniejji]

Terrible Dad Diluc Anon back again, lil flame and/or lil phoe(nix) seems like a cute way to refer them too...Ehehe

the mc in the terrible dad diluc thingy will be referred to as phoenix / lil phoenix! damn i do be collecting these children huh?

[paraducksspace]

During a long drive today I remembered some important details about Nix I had completely forgotten. Back when he was a fallout ghoul oc, he was also a contract killer and demolitions enthusiast. I kept that concept in his playlist that I still constantly listen to. I've reduced my boy to his simplest form, but now he can rise again from the ashes like a. phoe nix.

of course he's a virgo.

poses referenced from this tiktok user