Sep 13, 2025
Doodling my boy
The Catmith King of Rot
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Doodling my boy
The Catmith King of Rot
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✿ for Pandora, ☼ for Raxion, ⊗ for Qalianna △ for Cadallion and ❧ ♧ for Vixienen!
Send ✿ for a happy memory.
"Despite what the history of our world teaches, my children were born, not made, and only a few rotations of my home around our twin stars apart from each other. The first time I ever felt true happiness was on a warm spring morning as we all sit among the roots of my tree. I had Raxion in my lap, feeding him one of my Life Fruits while Qali sat beside me and braided flowers into his hair. Cadallion and Vixxie were screaming in play as younglings do, wrestling in the blue grass and biting each other. Not out of malice, just as pups do to play. Whenever I feel a warm spring breeze I remember that day, how cute they all were before they grew up."
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As the god of pestilence you'd think Raxion thrives on the sickness and misfortune of others, but ever since he was a small child he'd always dreamed of getting rid of any and all diseases. He hates being sick and can't imagine anyone else likes it either, especially with the death toll it takes. He doesn't want to eradicate the natural order of growth and decay, but he spends more time trying to come up with cures for the illnesses he creates than not.
As a side note, he also dreams of growing the most delicious psychedelic mushroom because fuck do those things taste bad.
Send ⊗ for a phobia headcanon.
Qalianna has an irrational fear of losing herself or being trapped inside her own mind. Which is ironic since she's the one who develops and propagates the parasitic plants that turn her beloved sleipnir deer into mindless walking corpses. But she gets wigged out by the idea of something growing inside her and slowly taking over her body like that.
"And centipedes. FUCK centipedes!"
Send △ for a sex headcanon.
For the people who know the character, it's well known Cadallion is a dom, either a service dom or a brat tamer depending on the partner. But few really get to see his softer side or the few rare moments he allows himself to bow his head and let another person take care of or dom him. Always the older brother who feels its his duty to take care of others, he turns into an emotional wreck if given the chance to not be in charge. He absolutely melts when praised, but also adores being bound and tortured oh so sweetly until blood and cum mix~
Send ♧ for a cooking headcanon.
Send ❧ for a food headcanon.
Vixxie wouldn't call himself a good cook by any means, but he is a man of comfort and loves making his partners feel good both in and out of the bedroom. In the kitchen he specializes in savory and sweet comfort foods and would spend days trying to perfect old family recipes of his partners' families to help them feel at home and good in their own skin again.
He also feels it makes them taste better on his tongue if they're well fed and happy.
Raxion; God of Plagues, Rot, and Decay
Name: Raxion; Rax, Reggie, Mycelia, Myc Gender: Trans Man He/It Age: ??? (29) Height: 5'11 - 14'11 Build: Lithe, small, effeminate; tan skinned human with pale vitiligo, Fuzzy Catmith with black and grey ribboning/seal points Hair: Full, silky, straight with the barest hint of a wave; Pure White with a black ombre towards the ends Eyes: Black Sclera, Purple eyes like his mother Sexuality: Masc Attracted, Male preferred, Fem situational Aesthetic: Mushrooms, Fungus, Soil, Fallen Trees, and Rotting Leaves, the scent of Petrichor; the crisp snap of an apple's skin, and the fermentation of the flesh, the bile in your throat, and necrosis in your bones. Late fall chill, and deadly fevers. Sickness, Rot, and all things unclean. The bounce of a tapped mushroom cap and the puddles of water in mossy stones. Disease, parasites, all things that ooze and squirm and crawl. The soft fur of an animal, and the glaze of its eyes as it slowly dies. Drugs, medicine, and psychedelics; the black spots in your vision and the slowly fading light. Career/Job: God of Decay, Rot, and Medicines; Deity of Slow Saccharine Deaths; Mycologist. Bio & Verses Base God: He is the final Son of Pandora. He was the answer to the problem of ever lasting life, the lord of sickness and returning bodies to the dirt so that new life may spring forth anew. Flesh decays, flora rots, and his mushrooms and fungi help him complete this task. He’s actually quite childish and playful, usually wearing a smile as he talks your ear off about mycelium, or high off his ass after testing which of his creations are edible to mortals. Loves travel, sleeping in soft fuzzy blankets, stimming with rattly toys and beads, and helping his sister come up with new exciting creations. Human: Mute and Autistic until late childhood, hes always had a special interest in mushrooms, molds, and fungi. As an adult hes continued this interest and works as a pharmaceutical mycologist. He's an avid user of psychedelics and gardening supplies, and spends his free time baking and perfecting treats for adults only! HH/HB: The horseman of Pestilence, actually cares a great deal about keeping things clean and making sure the sick are comfortable. His heart aches when mortals are in pain and crafts medicines to ease their suffering. Plagues be upon those who cross him, and comfort to those who need it. Sloth sees him regularly.
I love how poorly that Raxion handles the deal with the Kin. From him saying, “There’s always more fish in the sea” when their friend had just died to “Want compensation for the human we’re paying you to capture alive? Here’s some money for a replacement meal” when it’d been stated these people lived out in the woods, keeping away from humanity beyond those that wandered into the woods, which became their prey.
Stew, stew, stew, you're so good. You're so yummy yum, Get in my tummy tum.
Raxion, The New Legends of Monkey (seriously, this is our bad guy? )
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Wonder what the #fútbol is like here. Have come across a few #fields recently, so far this one has the best view; even an #awning for the #audience 🌃⚽️ 🎶 #Reste (#Raxion #Remix) — #Noir & Olivier Giacomotto🎶 (at Memorial Stadium (Seattle))
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For the birthday of Raxion!
Some doodles from last night's art jam. Thanks for all the good times! I missed drawing. ;u;