#phoenox

[ripleytwd]

I wish I could go!

[eduarfdzb]

Had the privilege of seeing @kenkoshio perform this morning at the top of #piestewapeak overlooking #camelbackmountain #arizona #phoenox #myphx #visitphoenix #az365 #azfamily #kenkoshio #phoenixsunrise #instagramaz #igersphx #phoenixarizona #downtownphoenix #urbanmatterphoenix #fox10phoenix #best_people_phoenix #peoplewhohikeaz #arizona_hiking (at Piestewa Peak) https://www.instagram.com/p/CBQ69LTprX-/?igshid=10dlbee2q0qb9

[philatinos]

El Sabor del Norte: Cambios Angelica & Edgar

[williampitts]

Cousin Phil talks about how awesome the #phoenox open is

[imeatingcannibals]

"In the Jangle jungle Jingle junkie, juggle juggle me..."

- wearephoenix

[princestarling]

PhoeNox fluffy drabble

Nox heaved a long, tired sigh as he ran his fingers through his bedhead, stumbling out of his room and to the kitchen, where the strong fragrance of coffee was coming from. Pushing the door to his destination open, he was only mildly surprised to see Phoenix at the stove, cooking up something for breakfast. That wasn't what Nox was really interested in though.

"Oh, good morning Nox," Phoenix's greeting was ignored as Nox practically snatched the coffee mug he had been holding in his free hand, before shuffling over to his seat at the table to drink the hot black liquid. Ah, coffee...

He was brought out of his daze by a pair of hands gently rubbing his shoulders, and the soft humming that could only be coming from Phoenix.

"Are you trying to put me back to sleep?" He appreciated Phoenix's actions, but god not right now he was so tired and a massage was the last thing he needed.

"More sleep would do you good, coffee's not a healthy alternative." Nox frowned, protectively holding his mug to his chest.

"Touch my coffee and you're sleeping on the couch." A small chuckle was the only response he got to that.

[danielbaelewis]

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[princestarling]

NaNoWriMo Day 1

Dark waves clashed against a rocky cliff, telling a tale of a storm soon to come. The equally dark night sky responded to the story, its booming voice echoing as its flickering arms shone in colors of white and blue and purple, deeming what the waves had told to be true. Tears fell from the sky and from the eyes of a blond teen who stood at the top of the cliff, tightly grasping the railing that was preventing any unfortunate accidents from occurring to the ordinary person. It could be easily climbed over though, if he had decided to throw his broken body and soul into the tempestuous ocean, to drown in reality instead of in his flooded mind, which was being eroded away by the waves of emotion that struck him deep down with a taxing force. But he couldn't. The fear of the unknown, the fear of death, the fear of actually being missed if he were to just do himself in, the fear of all of those things kept him fixated on the world he lived on. Fear kept him in his realm of suffering and pain, kept him always hiding behind a mask of stoic behavior and fake smiles in order to lessen the worry of those around him, who had their own lives to fuss over and perfect. Yes, they truly were self-centered. But who could blame them for being trapped in a bubble of unawareness and naïveté, believing that everything was well in the world when they were oh so wrong, more wrong than they could ever imagine. How they couldn't see how they unintentionally hurt him, how their glances at each other, their obvious preference for being around the other, their quiet, secretive discussions they thought no one saw or cared about, how they pierced through his heart with their lies and distrust... A sigh escaped his lips. He didn't blame them. Never. As much as he was hurting, he could never blame them for his being stuck in the pit of despair and depression. It wasn't their fault that he couldn't control his emotions, that he couldn't get over the past. Wasn't their fault he sat up all night, wondering and praying, crying himself to sleep when terrible truths plagued his mind. Another sigh met the cold air, followed by a choked sob he had held back for a while now.