#Mixen

[frosty-the-killer-doll]

i've figured you out, a mixen collection - legends of tomorrow s2e6 outlaw country, gif by @legends-of-today // isle of dogs // legends of tomorrow s2e6 outlaw country, gifs by @zaritarazi // werewolf by chloe moriondo // legends of tomorrow s3e13 the curse of the earth totem // legends of tomorrow s3e15 necromancing the stone // silas denver melvin // legends of tomorrow s2e8 the chicago way // legends of tomorrow s2e3 shogun // bonnie & clyde by the vermillion lies // brandon sanderson // margaret atwood // gifs by @zaritarazi // emily wilson // legends of tomorrow s2e8 the chicago way // cop car by mitski // i got heaven by mannequin pussy // legends of tomorrow s3e13 the curse of the earth totem, gif by @ccrogues // waiting room by phoebe bridgets // gifs by @zaritarazi // tory adiksson // legends of tomorrow s3e2 freakshow // kiki nicole

#if anyone wants me to yoink their gifs outta this ill just replace it with some other bullshit #arrowverse #mixen #heatvixen #mick rory #amaya jiwe #arrowverse polycule au #legends of tomorrow #dc's legends of tomorrow #web weave #webweaving

[izzyspussy]

aight so it's been a bajillion years since i wrote and have been able to answer any tags, so i now don't remember which ones i have answered or not, so if i've answered yours twice. idk you're welcome i guess.

tagged to play Heads Up 7 Up by @ryns-ramblings @blind-the-winds @fearofahumanplanet (twice) @sergeantnarwhalwrites @magic-is-something-we-create @btranwrites and to post the last line i wrote by @marigoldispeculiar and @magic-is-something-we-create again

[SUGGESTIVE]

"M'not a puppy," Mick mumbles half-heartedly. She laughs at him. "Big scary studs especially don't wear clothes." Mick flushes again, a deeper heat this time that definitely shows. He buries his face in Amaya's thigh, hiding from her. But he lets her gentle scratching behind his ear sooth his too-human embarrassment at being known so easily. Once he's recovered enough, burrowed himself a little deeper down, Mick leans back from Amaya's lap just enough to begin peeling himself out of the uncomfortable accouterments of being civilized (which is just the word for when people are domesticated).

from untitled mixen commission, currently 2k (almost done!)

i tag @muddshadow @piyo-13 @hauntedramblings @second-hand-heaven @lend-your-lungs-to-me @brimorganbooks and @evangelinewriting to play Heads Up 7 Up (post the last seven sentences you wrote and tag seven people)

#jack facts #jack chats #writing process #dc #lot #mick rory #amaya jiwe #mixen #my fic #progress report #orange

[zaritarazi]

You might think at night i go to sleep but twist, i actually have to think about mixen for 60 full minutes before i can allow myself to enter the realm of slumber

#the world moved on but i stayed here!!!!! #mixen #lot talk

[willowcrowned]

Mick x Amaya

so like what if your friend was insane about old men and what if your friend was even more insane about sexy adult teen babies and the old men they’re trying to fix and what if you watched a really terrible show for them just because of how absolutely captivated they were by the old man/sexy adult teen baby dynamics in the show and they talked so much about it with so much passion that you eventually went huh okay I guess I get it. and then spent five hours imagining evil sexy doomworld amaya and never recovered

#ask game responses #legends of tomorrow #mixen #dykerory

[dykerory]

MAKE HER NOT AMAYA AGAIN

#THEYLL NEVER SEE HEAVEN DOD #FOR #THIS #creo #mixen #legends of tomorrow

[firesoulstuff]

Okay, I was randomly thinking of Spiderman. I was wondering if I could request a scene with an Arrowverse pairing (100% up to you) with the upsidedown kiss from the movie?

(I've been missing Mixen lately and this seemed like a good opportunity to dive back into them!)

"Amaya!"

Everything happens so fast, and yet so slowly.

The hit, the air leaving her lungs, the pebbles flying up as her feet disturb them in their stumbling back and off the gravel rooftop. She hears Sara's shout ring in her ears. The wind is soaring past her face, and then a memory flashes through her mind. A memory of a movie. Something Nathaniel showed her, and oh she can definitely make that save.

Her hand flies to her Totem and she summons the Ase of a spider. Then, with that same hand, she shoots her arm out and from her finger tips extends a long spirit web. It shoots up, up, and she feels it when it attaches to the ledge of where she's just fallen and then she is pulled hard.

She shrieks as she stops so abruptly that on instinct she crosses her legs over the web so she at least won't go flipping over and dislocate her shoulder. She bounces with the tension of the web and her body knocks against the brick wall of the building. It hurts, a lot, but it could've been much worse.

Or, maybe just a little worse.

At some point during this whole ordeal she'd closed her eyes, and when she opens them again she sees Leonard and Mick. They're staring at her, Leonard holding the briefcase they'd been in charge of stealing whilst she and Sara handled the guards.

All she can do is stare back at them, too mortified to ask for their help. She suspended at about eye-level with them, though upside-down, and she watches as they take turns looking from her to the glowing purple web she's attached too.

Finally, Leonard speaks.

"Wouldn't something with wings have been better?"

Yes, yes it would have.

"I'm rusty." She excuses, managing a partial shrug. That's when Mick steps closer to her, his eyes traveling up the length of her web and then back to her face, worry etched into his features.

"You're alright?"

"Blood's rushing to my head." She reports, and she tucks her neck to look up at herself, now dangling lightly against the wall, and then drops her head again. "Take a step back so I can get down?"

Mick hums, and there's an amused glint in his eye, and that's all the warning she has before he has one hand on her shoulder and he's kissing her.

She closes her eyes, happy to oblige him even in this embarrassing position. She's been back with the Legends six months, but she was pregnant for half of them. Now Esi's three months old, and she's been itching to get back into the field.

Clearly, she needs some more practice, and Mick had a right to be worried.

"Ok." She can hear Leonard complaining behind Mick. "Move it along before you make me sick."

#mixen #fic prompt

[der-saisonkoch]

Brathuhn, Saucenkartoffel, Zwetschgenrotkohl

Wir würzen mit Salz, Pfeffer, etwas Zucker (beim Anbraten), etwas Rosmarinpulver. Das Brathuhn wird recht streng angebraten, bis der Zucker – Colore zeigt. Mit wenig Wasser ablöschen. Geschälte, neue, in Stücke geschnittene Kartoffeln dazu geben, abdecken und 15 Minuten, nach dem Aufkochen, auf Stufe 2 – Induktion einstellen. Backpflaumen in Nelken, Zimt, Zuckerwasser und etws Kartoffelstärke…

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#Brathuhn #Huhn #Konserve #Mixen #nelke #Pflaumen #Rotkohl #Zucker #Zwetschgen

[bbqbastard]

Smoky Christmas Sour - Een verfrissende Kerstcocktail!

De laatste weken draait volop om de feestdagen. Als foodblog kan je er niet om heen. Bovendien is het ook boeiend om in een thema te werken. Zo maakte ik een tweetal jaar terug (denk ik) deze heerlijke Smoky Christmas Sour. Tot mijn verbazing bleek dat ik deze nog niet hier had gedeeld. Tijd dus om daar wat verandering in te brengen! Met zijn prachtige rode kleur is het namelijk een bijzonder…

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#cocktail #creatieve #dresseren #feestelijke #frisse #gerookte #kerst #mixen #originele #recept #Rum #siroop #smoky #sour #variant #veenbes #whisky

[twafordizzy]

Bijna iedere dag muziek: the Avalanches

Dit is dus de hedendaagse muziekwereld – een wereld waarin niemand meer een noot speelt of zingt, maar waarin onbetwistbaar en ondubbelzinnig toch nieuwe muziek wordt gecreëerd. Vroeger leefde ik in de veronderstelling dat er niets goeds – in elk geval niets heel erg goeds – kon voortkomen uit het mixen, combineren, scratchen, knippen en plakken, en dat klopte ook toen de benadering van de…

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#beat #Bert Kaempfert #combineren #de lol #emotionele vertrouwdheid #geestig #hedendaags #herkenning #iets uit niets #knippen en plakken #mixen #muziekwereld #plagiaat #popmuziek #rare geluiden #reactie #riffs #robots #samples #schrijver #scratchen #stemming #stukjes dialoog #The Avalanches #verontrustend #vreemd #woorden

[frosty-the-killer-doll]

i keep thinking about that "i'm not a violent dog, i don't know why i bite" audio with mixen/heatvixen 💔

#in another world they were canon instead of namaya. perhaps at the same time as namaya even #mixen #vixenwave #heatvixen #foxfire #mick rory #amaya jiwe #legends of tomorrow #dc's legends of tomorrow #lot #arrowverse

[izzyspussy]

tagged by @winterandwords to find the given words in my WIP(s). their words for me are up, down, inside, and outside.

up

[LI] is just as beautiful on a second glance as she was the first, if not even more so. Up closer, [MC] can see that what seemed like sparkles in the sun before is actually a subtle sheen of colors in [LI]'s skin to match the colors in her wings. She could be compared to a rose petal, as long as the rose didn't mind losing.

from untitled fairy erotica, currently 1.5k Character names redacted for client privacy. They will be changed for publication.

down

Amaya reaches up with both hands. With one she grips Mick firmly by the scruff, making his legs wobble and his mouth drop open. With the other she tucks two fingers underneath his collar as if she's checking it for a safe fit, and then she tugs him down to her level.

from untitled mixen commission, currently 2.5k (literally on the EDGE of being finished)

inside

She got him all the way inside first. She closed the door behind him, and now Mick is confined to himself, to simple thoughts of wanting to eat and fuck and be warm and safe and free. Len is gone, the crew is gone, Mick's past is gone. She doesn't need to tell him to sit.

from untitled mixen commission

outside

Inside is like any other bar, too. Smoky, loud, full of the scent of booze and pipe smoke and old leather. It's too warm, and damp, overcrowded with people filling the place up with their hot air. The humidity of the patrons' breathing and sweating competes valiantly with the clinging humidity of late August leaking in from outside.

from Curse The Messenger draft 1.3, currently 15k

i tag @penspiration-writing @doom-inique-writes @icarusisstillflying and @ozcrowrites and my words for y'all are room, decision, listen, lie, and drop.

#jack facts #jack chats #writing process #progress report #my fic #dc #lot #mixen #witch noir

[zaritarazi]

jax to mick "why does amaya call you babygirl" "how about we stop talking" send tweet

this is such a good statement honestly

#lot headcanon #mixen

[bluekidchaos]

jag är en simpel kvinna, jag hör kvinnlig metal musik, jag gillar

#melfest #melodifestivalen #gillar dessutom EDM mixen som är med #svensk post

[dykerory]

Hello send mixen thoughts

#mixen #mick rory #amaya Jiwe #legends of tomorrow #creo

[firesoulstuff]

Okay this is adorable: Mick and Amaya with "Just because they aren't biologically related to you, doesn't mean your [parent] loved you any less"

Sometimes the whole hero schtick sucks.

Sometimes, having a five-year-old is the thing to remind you of that.

Esi, honestly, as far as five-year-olds are generally concerned, is pretty damn tolerant in Amaya's opinion.

She moved Esi onto the Waverider at age two, after Zambesi was invaded and... well... destroyed. At first they were trying to fix that but, honestly? They kept running themselves in circles, most of the population survived to resettle in other villages, and according to Gideon a new settlement would take root on the land after a civil war in 2030. Amaya gave her blessing to give it up. Maybe sometimes, time does want to happen.

Anyway, at two Esi moved onto the Waverider, at four she moved to Central City when she and Mick decided it was time to put down root. Throughout the two massive uproots her Esi has also dealt with her entering into a relationship with Mick, the addition of Lita to their inner-circle, being trapped in a television show (though that one Amaya thinks her daughter never saw downside, or she thinks it was a dream.), aliens, and then what came after the move to Central: Kindergarten.

Esi has faced all of this with a smile and little resistance, even when it leaves her with nightmares. But this? This is rough.

She's sitting on the bottom stair in their hallway, her sparkling purple dress all rumpled and matching shoes kicked off. She's currently pulling her hair from the first of the two buns Amaya had worked so hard on. Amaya sighs. Mick called, his tone that special kind of pissed that lets her know he's more angry at the situation at hand than any person in particular. There's nothing he can do. Iris is in the hospital, there's a meta on a murder spree, half the S.T.A.R. Labs crew is still recovering from the attack last week, the Waverider isn't answering... He tried everything. He just isn't going to make it to the daddy-daughter dance.

Amaya sighs and squats down in front of Esi. She's tried a lot so far. She told Esi there will be another dance next year, that Mick will take her somewhere extra special this weekend. She tried offering to take her, Lita tried offering to take her. Hell, even Nico tried offering to take her. But she just sat her, quiet, and shook her head "no" through it all.

"How are you doing?" She asks, and Esi shrugs. "Esi..."

"It doesn't matter." Esi finally mumbles, giving up on her rubber band and leaving her hair a wreck for now. "He's not even my real dad."

Amaya sets her mouth in a firm line and does her best to tap down the anger bubbling in her chest.

That isn't how Esi means it. She forgets, sometimes, because Esi adores Mick so much, that she does remember her biological father.

Not much, at least she doesn't think, but there are moments when Esi will say something about him.

"Hey." She says, her voice firm, the anger not quite under control. "Just because he isn't biologically related to you, doesn't mean your dad loves you any less."

Esi looks up at her, still pouting, but Amaya isn't going to be budging.

"We are both sorry that work got in the way tonight, and we know you're upset. But I love you and your dad loves you very much. And you don't get to call that into question over a dance, you got that?"

Esi nods, fresh tears starting to pool in her eyes, so Amaya finally lets herself soften her voice.

"Ok. Now come on, let's go take your hair out, put on some jammies, and we can watch a movie until dad gets home. Sound good?"

Esi nods, sniffling and getting to her feet. Amaya does the same, and leads the way upstairs.

#mixen #fic prompt #fic writing #amaya jiwe #esi jiwe #mick rory

[der-saisonkoch]

Warum werden Saucen und Suppen gebunden?

Warum werden Saucen und Suppen gebunden?

Wer einmal Medizin wie Hustensaft und ähnliche eingenommen hat, weiß, die Medizin wird in Sirup ähnlicher Weise angeboten und konsumiert. Damit soll auch die Wirkungsdauer der Medizin verlängert werden. Die Bindung ermöglicht der Substanz eine verlängerte Verweildauer auf den Schleimhäuten der Konsumenten. Das Gleiche Prinzip wird seit tausenden Jahren auch in der täglichen Ernährung…

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#Bindung #Blenden #Mixen #Sauce #Suppe