#＊╱ edax

[voraxiia]

❛ see? i’m not just a pretty face. ❜

ㅤㅤㅤ❝ㅤmm ?ㅤ❞ㅤa distracted hum is given in response to the other’s somewhat triumphant statement , as Edax’s eyes still linger on Saint’s pretty face before he lifts a hand to take hold of the latter’s chin , giving it a little tilt left and right as if to better admire what’s before him .ㅤ❝ㅤsorry , i got distracted ~ you were saying ?ㅤ❞ㅤas if the aftermath dealt by the hand of death wasn’t enough proof to those words spoken to him .ㅤㅤㅤ// ﹙ 𖹭 ﹚

[literallymechanical]

@fishteriously

[aztarion]

commander of the kirkwall goon squad

[eucyon]

[kurjakani]

I forgot ocs are so sick u can literally make all ur fantasies true and make the sexiest bad bitches known to man and you get to make up every single thing about them

[oldschoolfic-ds9]

Darling Ezri

by longbeachtrekstar, 2004

Filk based on Prince's "Darling Nikki" (1984).

Words: 206, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Rating: NC-17

Warnings: none listed

Characters: Kira Nerys, Ezri Dax

Relationships: Ezri Dax/Kira

Reader suggested tags (what are these?): Femme Fuh-Q Fest (round 16), filk

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[roramble]

i want to be well - sufjan stevens

[erratiomerula]

❛ i want this. ❜ // edax & shasta

subtle smut sentence starters || accepting

             Greedy was the only word that immediately came to mind when Edax’s touch lingered, unnaturally heated with hidden fire with a dual sense of the word. He had learned that elven royalty, much as he loathed it, would only respond to his antics in certain ways, heavily dependent on how the demon tried to initiate whatever it was that he was after. This one— this one Shasta knew was attention from the way he’d crawled into the low lounge chair ( more apt to be called something of a beanbag’s cousin, really ), and slowly tried to interject himself between the ivorette and the book he was reading.

            Patience was never, and still wasn’t, Edax’s strong suit when it came to anything but an unprecedented meltdown from his claimed... so it was no surprise when his hands started straying further, slipping under the hem of Shasta’s shirt and dragging his fingers along his lower abdomen. With as little tact as possible, a snort erupts from the darker skinned male, now thoroughly interrupted and still debating on if he was mad about it or not. “Just because you want something doesn’t mean you’re entitled to get it.”

              Sometimes... sometimes, it did very little good to try and treat Edax like the brat he really was, and that was now very evident ( if not in the furthest recesses of his mind ) as clothes had been thrown off and ragged breathing resounded in the air. Wet warmth of the demon’s tongue at his ear causes him to shiver, breathy groan climbing its way from his throat and the throbbing of desire that was met with the gravely growl against the side of his neck. He’d lament on how easily the demon could reduce him to something like this later, when he wasn’t reaching for pale digits and shoving them where he so desperately needed to feel them.

[meupurr]

may i request a dirkjake (dirk missing jake) moodboard with themes of emptiness/loneliness and aesthetics of LOTAK/LOMAX? thank you kindly B] -txmpus-edax-rxrum

posting!!

[epiph-annie]

Tempus edax rerum Time, devourer of all things

[sakrogoat]

Virgil Elliott - Tempus Edax Rerum

[voraxiia]

Edax during his nth exorcism :

* falls to the ground , writhes and contorts his body in a screaming , hissing fit , finally drops limp after an hour or so * * opens his eyes , gets back up *

" so anyway , "

[kurjat]

Some oc doodles for once :D Tempus Edax Rerum just being cute for meeee.

[aztarion]

✨🃏 🧭 same anon :)

ty for the anon btw T_T im assuming these are still for hawke <333

✨ - do they have dreams or nightmares more often? can they remember them? what are they about?

ohh yeah, big time — pretty much since she was little what with being a mage and all. she is very ambitious and driven; Malcolm definitely had his hands full w just hawke before beth and carver came along. this love of learning and rampant curiosity likely wouldve expedited her grasp and power over magic from a young age and got her some visitations in the fade (at least back then she was much more disciplined and in control of her wants, and much less desperate, to not be tempted!!!)

bad dreams from the blight would be a given too — losing their home, losing bethany especially weighs heavy on her, sometimes in dreams she loses carver too and wakes up with hands coated in ice ready to cast cone of cold on an ogre that’s actually just the broken door half off its hinges in the corner of her and carvers shared bedsit in gamlens old hovel 😭 but OF COURSE she reaches down from the top bunk to make sure carvers still there and he jumps tf up after getting frozen fingers in his face 😭

god thinking of all this hawke really does have a shitty ass run of it huh .

she doesnt sleep much in the deep roads, definitely not after discovering carver is blighted — she guards him like a dog. i think even after the expedition she doesnt sleep much, worrying about him and if hes survived..but once she gets news and finally starts trying to get some real rest, for sure she is plagued by what they went through; darkspawn, profane (WHY ARE THEY NEVER MENTIONED AGAIN .), bartrands betrayal, her own abuse of lyrium, carver’s loss. dont even get me started on act 2 ill be here all day!!!! but the shit with leandra both devastates and desecrates and her mind, conscious and subconscious are never the same. so thats fun at bedtime . Ill stop here lmao

🃏 - are they good at any card and/or board games? which ones? do they show off? cheat?

oh she is a mean wicked grace player!! or i should say mean wicked grace loser . she loves it but is very by the rules, she will NOT play dirty and she takes it VERY personal when she catches bela or varric getting sly under the table. carver being such a sour puss about some things — he didnt lick it off the lowtown streets, big sis is exactly like that too, especially w stupid ass card games😭 when she does win, which is very rare but has happened, she will never let it go . this bitch is in skyhold still reminding varric about her winning hand in act 1 of the previous damn game

🧭 - how good is their sense of direction? how often do they get lost?

hawke is super organized believe it or not — she does her research before the party heads out on the wounded coast or mount sunderland. she feels a weird responsibility, in act 1 to keep baby bro safe and to seem competent, in act 2 because these people are becoming family to her etc. but thats not to say she doesnt get lost — in act 2 specifically i have a personal hc of her going thru lyrium withdrawal (and switching to blood magic as fuel) so she can be super dopey and out of it on any given day 😭 circles on the wounded coast because the only thing she has the brain power to focus on is isabelas booty

thank you so much!!! oh these were fun <33

[hurricane-heatt]

hi! hope you're having a lovely day :) for the wip game, i'd love to hear more about your 'heartbreak, ego' and 'tempus edax rerum' wips !!

hiya!!!! gonna do this in two parts bcus i tend to ramble haaaaa

heartbreak, ego is my landoscar short fic that is entirely inspired by sabrina carpenter’s new music video for please, please, please. i was absolutely captured by the energy!! i’ve got the bare bones of it atm, there’s a lot more that i want to do with it, but here’s a snippet :)

—————

Lando stared, and Oscar had smiled, lips curved upward, brown eyes still shy. He had tried to catch a longer glimpse of Lando before he was shoved in the cell, restraining against the officer only to be shoved in, and Lando’s heart had skipped a beat at the attempt.

A bit of googling and blissful ignorance later, Lando had found him. Oscar Piastri, and his associates. But they didn’t matter, not really. Didn’t even compare.

When Lando sits opposite him in a phone booth a day later, Oscar quirks up his eyebrow, but doesn’t seem disinterested. His face is pale and freckled, scars littered, lingering.

“Do I know you?” Oscar had asked, a little bemused.

And Lando could only say; “You’re about to.”

[kurjakani]

Just experimenting with the fit for Tempus Edax Rerum. It's still a bit too... boring, though I think the back which I havent drawn being essentially a jockstrap type construct does help <3 Their clothes are aquired from random townspeople as thanks for them helping with this and that. They still like to show off their size & scars (theyre very shy about it & very modest but they know they're hot asf and do like tending 2 their appearence) so they haven't quit wearing these very slutty fits. Also, intimidation factor, or whatever, I dont care. i wanna make the fabrics a bit fancier defi, I have a bunch of inspo jpegs for like. applique techniques n stuff

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