#surrexitaxium

[perdiditoccasum-blog]

[sapphiretalons]

surrexitaxium replied to your photo “He chews on his lip when he’s thinking real hard”

OH NO HE’S HOT

[perfexionincarnate]

surrexitaxium replied to your post “I wonder who loves themself more, Jhin or Draven?”

// I see Draven, I click like. Excellent question tho, but Draven is always #1!

[ladybuvelle]

surrexitaxium liked your post:Sona quietly signs everyone up as volunteers at...

Sona is unsure about letting Draven near any of the more delicate animals... Or the animals that can’t really be played with roughly, like lizards or other small creatures.

So how about something slightly more exotic than the norm? She takes him to a wolf sanctuary. The pack there is pretty friendly but still wild as one might expect. It takes some effort to be accepted as one of them. Many of them were saved from poachers traps or found abandoned as pups, so they come from all over and have all sorts of names!

[ahri-thefoxylady]

Ahri in 1C..

Expression Doodles

“yummy~”

[virtuous-dignity]

🌀

One Word Prompt: [[Tomorrow.]]

Talent has never been in short supply for her. Maven of the Strings as she is known, foremost prodigy of her chosen instrument. She is unmatched, unquestioned, and unapologetic - each harmony rings with pride that she is here and she has made it. Talent has never been in short supply for her. This is what she hears them say.

Yesterday, talent was something she would never have. Some have it and some do not, Sona With No Last Name, and you do not. Yesterday, she held her head up high with nothing to her name. Yesterday, her fingers ran red with the blood called talent and yesterday, she waited for tomorrow. She worked for it, so that her tomorrow would be better.

Yesterday had been many things for her. Yesterday, she had been a mother, an older sister, and a guardian. Yesterday, she had practiced each graceful step, heard each whisper, and carried herself forward. With her head held high, her steps have carried her forward. You are talentless, Sona With No Last Name, so why do you hold your head so high?

Now, she has made it to tomorrow. Now, they do not ask where her virtue comes from and why she is dignified. They do not question her in this tomorrow, they accept that she is Lady Sona Buvelle, and she is and has always been wondrous. 

Where does your talent come from, Sona Buvelle? She holds her head high and her fingers glance off strings, striking chords as her head turns. She can hear so much more than she lets on, she has talent so much more than she lets on, but that is a story for tomorrow. This is the nature of talent and tomorrows, she knows. What is the worth of a man until he proves value to others? She has been mother, older sister, guardian, but this is no talent to those who see her but do not know her. She strums another harmony, smile and tempo rising.

So talented is she, she hears them whisper. Always, it is the same thing, but she knows better. She is still waiting for tomorrow. As she has been patient before, she can be patient yet again, waiting for a tomorrow. There will come a day when the full harmony of her talents will be necessary - in this she believes. There will be a time when she will rally the world to her harmony, act as mother, sister, and guardian to them all, and deliver her talents. All of them. She need only practice, with her head held high, with the virtue she has gained from her yesterdays.

She need only wait for tomorrow.

[lightshielded]

Scrutinize !

prompts / did you know … ?

jarv actually has a scar that starts on the left side of the bridge of his nose and stretches up towards his eye. its only small and only reaches a little bit across his face but you can clearly see it is you zoom into his splash or look closely at the icon used for him in game.

[heredis-sanguinis-moved]

⊙０⊙

Send me ⊙０⊙ to see a glimpse of a canon character I’ve played/considered playing.

Meaningless.

Everything.

Why would they bother to fight him, even when knew they had zero percent chance against him. The folly of men, as it was called, he considered. Even Shinigami fell victim to it.

He had not even drawn his sword and still there was not even a scratch on him.

One, two, three lay dead on the floor. Holes in their chest, right above the sternum. Grimmjow once commented on this habit of his, to stab a hole with his hand, right where his own Hollow Hole was. His ‘calling card’ as it was jokingly called.

One more remained. Their sword was broken, but still they remained on their feet, opposite of him. Why?

“Why do you insist on fighting a losing battle. Is it not clear that you are useless and without strength to face me? It is not pride. Foolishness. nothing more.” He stated, taking steps towards his enemy.

He did not hear the other’s explanation. Their words were trash, like the one they belonged to. His opponent charged at him. Tired of this meaningless waste of his time, the Espada raised his arm, pointing a single finger towards his enemy. A green almost ethereal-looking energy gathered in a small orb. But before long a beam of energy shot forward, disintegrating the last one.

Once the dust settled, he took another look around.

“Not worth the trouble. At least you do not pollute this plane with your meaningless existences any longer.”

@ask-arclight-varus @deathlygaze @sangravitaeI’m tagging all three of you as well, since in one way or another I have begun liking this asshole again thanks to each of you~

[our-performance-begins]

“Goodness gracious, someone save me.” The artist mumbled like the drama queen he was, annoyed by the man’s demanding attitude. If anything, Jhin was making the terms here. However, considering the fact that he didn’t know his ways around here in Noxus, he assumed that Draven’s decision would have to suffice. “Fine, but do not expect my eternal gratitude.” A small smirk curved in the corner of Jhin’s lips. “You have to earn that one, remember?” he taunts and gives their surroundings a dull gaze while awaiting instructions on where they were headed.

[veigarthevile]

💥

Send 💥 for a taunt

“It’s refreshing to see an individual free from the ravages of intelligence.”

[prodigal-ezreal]

Scrutinize

Details for the meticulous

Underneath that glorious, abundant, soft and fragant mop mane of a hair he has, you can find small scars on his scalp, hidden like secrets in a dense jungle or like a needle in the haystack. Some are older than others, and though most do, not all of them trace back to his childhood in ‘there’s way too many sharp stuff around’ Piltover. Some are from when he hit his head on a rock while falling from a tree, others from falling debree. None of them were serious injuries, and Ezreal of course has no idea he has them.

@surrexitaxium

[sapphiretalons]

Dream

Dream: Three wishes they have.

“I guess there’s more that people want than food and shelter and comfort, huh?”

Talon run his hands over the hem of his scarf thoughtfully. “… I guess I’ve always wished to make it enough in life that I wouldn’t have to worry about… just living. I don’t know what that looks like… but I’ve always wanted it. I don’t need fame or recognition, I just want to not… have to always look over my shoulder, you know?”

He tilts his head, unused to such creative exercises. “I wiiish… damn… a dream right?” He drags out the word as he ponders, “… I wish I could have just this–” He gestures as a tentative smile graces his lips, almost shy, “Some kinda moving house. I don’t need a big one- I just heard about those floating castles in Ionia or whatever and thought that was pretty fucking neat. A place to call home but not feel trapped, right?”

“And a third…” he trails off, his shoulders relaxed as he ponders and tries to stretch his imagination even further. “… I guess it would be really cool to have a pet. Something that I don’t have to worry about- that can keep up with me and not get killed. Some… big teeth or something-” He laughs, “I think that’d be pretty cool.”

[perfexionincarnate]

🍼 OH GOD

|| The outcome of Adoration ||

- name:  Kiffen - likes / dislikes:  L; Training with his dads, sharpening weapons with Cool dad, meditating with Art dad | DL; Being taken seriously, being bored, being ignored - first word:  ‘Ha!‘ - which parent they look more like:  Jhin - which parent they like more:  Draven - height once fully grown:  5′8" (172.72cm) - job ambition:  Weapons smith / Someone who trains people to fight with weapons  (the name escapes me at the moment) - appearance:

                                     ----    ----    ----    ----

- name:  Lowena - likes / dislikes:  L; Cooking with Papa, helping Kiffen organize his tools, watching Daddy’s executions | DL; Rude audience members, her mask’s “whiskers” getting caught on things, comments on her eyes.  - first word:  ‘Fosk!'  (Fox) - which parent they look more like:  Jhin - which parent they like more:  Both - height once fully grown: 4′9"  (144.78cm) - job ambition:  uncertain, either a Baker/Cook or assisting Kiffen - appearance:

                                    ----    ----    ----    ----

Bonus round! Catto child!

Name:  Toast

[ladybuvelle]

surrexitaxium replied to your post: // Ugh, so many beautiful men. So little time. Not...

Ur tags… it’s the real tea. ������

// I’ve been here 5+ years and Sona is still, basically, single. In almost every AU, too. And while shipping isn’t, and shouldn’t, be the end-all-be-all, I admit to being somewhat salty and even a bit hurt by it... It’s hard to get compliments on my writing and my artwork but at the same time get passed over for a more “favorable” muse somewhere else. I get it, and it’s not like it’s unfair or anything... But a person’s allowed to feel cheated and hurt by silly things if they want.

[holysands]

❛  if  you  don’t  terrify  people  a  little  bit  then  what’s  the  point  ?  ❜

She felt her brows furrow in concern, for his question sounded a little sadistic. "I think the entire point is to not terrify people..." If she tried terrifying people every time she worked her magic, no one would want to hire her.

"...If they're a jerk, though, then I guess it's fine. I like scaring jerks." Not that ever has, but she would like to. Give them a taste of their own medicine.

[modestmuses-a]

1 & 2!

the mun talks ships | accepting

Favorite platonic ship.

You know, I always talk about how important platonic ships are to me, how I prefer them to romantic ships, and now that I’m sitting down and thinking about which is my favorite, I’ve completely forgotten every platonic pair I’ve ever liked.

I mean, honestly, as far as this blog goes, I really like the dynamic between Akali and @embraced-agony‘s Evelynn.  They are absolute menaces apart, and they’re like... doubly so together, and neither one of them is actually going to use the word “friend” to describe the other, but they’re totally great friends, okay.  Most of the time.

I just really enjoy being able to write a fun dynamic like theirs without feeling like... disappointing that I’m not planning on turning it into anything romantic.  Platonic is all Akali & Evelynn will ever be on this blog, and I’m happy to have found someone that seems to have as much fun with it as I do.

Although I have a bad habit of killing our threads because both Akali and Evelynn are stubborn as fuck.

Favorite familial ship.

fjdskjfkds Snufkin and the Joxter from Moomin, who have completely consumed my every waking moment since I discovered them like... a couple months, month and a half ago?

I plan on having them both as muses on this blog eventually, but I gotta... finish the series first, and it’s... slow going.  I’ve watched 30/80-ish episodes (the 90s series + Moominvalley) and read 1.5/8-9 books.  (I started with the Joxter book and have now looped back around to Comet in Moominland to read the series in its proper order but like...  I couldn’t wait two whole books for my terrible scruffy cat bastard husband to show up.  I wouldn’t have survived.)

But GOD, I’m Big Soft about them.

The Joxter wasn’t really around at all when Snufkin was a kid, but he’s gonna try now.  Man’s never tried at anything in his life.  If he can’t achieve it with the bare minimum effort, it ain’t gettin’ done.  But he’s gonna try at this fatherhood thing now, he thinks...

He shows up a whole 18 years late to the party, but hey, better late than never, right?

And Snufkin just completely adores him and thinks he’s the coolest, even though he’s really not.  Moominpappa talks repeatedly in his memoirs about how terrible and lazy the Joxter is, how he doesn’t care about anything, doesn’t do anything, etc. etc., and Snufkin’s just like 🤩

“My dad is the best, you guys are just mean.”