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@ask-jaximus
The Mun Speaks:
Still alive. Did ditch for a while there, one of my co-workers quit and left her cases open for me and the supervisor to find. > >;;
Joy of joys. Angry clients all around. Will post this weekend, boss told me to take a break.
If your muse isn't just hunting for the D and V, please reblog.
Iâm sick of getting dropped or ignored by some blogs just because my muse isnât jumping and crawling all over them. There are things called enemies/platonic or just friends or whatever⊠And iâm annoyed⊠So if you could just reblog this so that I can have a bit of reassurance about this⊠Itâd be very appreciated.
it's your fault fucker
â... what the... hell?â
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Tries to comment it but starts talking gibberish.
"Gibberish...?"
Jax knelt to the floor, spying the curious, burrowing creature. "... you're certainly new to me."
His voice was met with a rather muffle clicking as only the fin on her back was visible to the Grandmaster. Â RekâSai knew where he was. Â She could hear and feel his movements as she circled about the visiter.
Jax shifted with the creature as it moved, his arms snaked down to his side as he stepped, prepared to bounce away in a tumble if decided to tackle him. The energy within his mask pulsed and danced between a light blue and purple, before settling back to a hazy blue. He chuckled, âEasy, there. No harm, no foul. I was only curious.â He heard tell of a few new creatures making their way into the Institute, but now left to roam without the council to hold them still.
âDoesnât seem you speak a language I can understand, Iâm sorry to say.â
With a mighty shake of her head, RekâSai had to agree that she herself couldnât speak a lick of common, but, on the other hand, can still listen and understand him just fine. Â The xerâsai queen was propped up on her front arms lowered a bit to sniff and huff at Jaxâs form. Â She was defensive naturally, but just as inquisitive every now and again when situation allowed. Â After all, itâs how she had become one of the oldest xerâsai on Runeterra.
With a tilt of his head, Jax wondered. Perhaps there was more to the creature than he thought. It wasnât beyond doubt if the creature was intelligent, Kog and Cho were much the same, limited in their speech but not in mental capabilities.Â
When the large beast neared, Jax instinctively relaxed. His shoulders dropped and he lifted his chin, gaze up toward the sky. He could feel the breeze of an exhale as he was sniffed and investigated. Best to prove he was mostly harmless, since it was only curiosity that drove them around each other.
âIf it means anything to you, I was a Champion for the Institute of War. Grandmaster Jax, the lamp-post wielder, if that means anything to you.â
"You know, from one cursed immortal to another, you have been missed, Jax." Nadri told him as she stood behind him, holding a more mature stance as the Preserver looked up to him with light violet eyes. Since the last time he saw her, her hair had grown a few inches, the purple along with it and her outfit more clothy and suitable to movement than battle.
Jax looked up over his shoulder at the sound of her voice and shuffled to close his bags. âIâm not surprised, people tend to have long memories. Humans, especially, Iâve seen some grudges last generations.â His included, but that was beyond the point. He turned to her and cocked his head to one side, mask lit in a careful blue, and he sniffed. âTime has treated everyone well. Growth doesnât stop for anyone, even the immortals.â
Jax smiled sadly, a flickering memory that danced behind his eyes. He strengthened his smile and tossed away the thought. âThe Garen I know would love nothing more than children, and however many come, he would cherish them. You shouldnât worry about it so much, Nady. And if he doesnât want them, Iâll take them.â He grinned and fluttered his fingers at her, his hand dancing away from her slap.Â
âThe funny part was he almost didnât believe me till his family doctor told him it was true.â Â She told him, still trying to grasp at his hand. Â âHeâll love them and Iâm sure heâd approve of you watching ourâs from time to time maybe?â Â Violet eyes gleamed up at the other as her other hand slid over her abdomen.
Jax snorted softly. âThat sounds like him.â He glanced at her stomach and nodded his head briefly. âI would be more than happy to care for them, my dear.â
Nadri smiled as she stepped back up to him and gave him a one arm hug.  âThank you, Jax.â  She murmured as she settled her head on his chest.  âIâm just so worried about the pregnancy.  Just hoping the child stays healthyâŠâ  The fear tainted her words as she tried to hide it against his clothes.
âItâs not a simple thing, caring for a child, or living with one through pregnancy, but Iâm sure youâll do fine, Nady.â He grinned and patted the side of her stomach lightly. âAnd itâs not like Garen to skirt any duty bestowed to him, royally or otherwise.â
Jax knelt to the floor, spying the curious, burrowing creature. "... you're certainly new to me."
His voice was met with a rather muffle clicking as only the fin on her back was visible to the Grandmaster. Â RekâSai knew where he was. Â She could hear and feel his movements as she circled about the visiter.
Jax swallowed a bellow as the creature came up from under him. Ooooh holy shit, theyâre a hell of a lot bigger than I thought! Hastily, he turned his weight on his hip and flipped so that he tumbled off the creatureâs back. He took a cautious step back and then to one side, his gaze snapped from one end of the creatureâs body to the other. He paused, awed.
âWell look at you,â he breathed, a hand held out between him and the creature. The form was large, armored, and lined for speed. Burrowing or above ground, Jax doubted he would escape the creatureâs pursuit. âArenât you a sight?â
The queen turned her massive head towards the smaller person, rumbling loudly as she shifted on her front claws while the four legs shifted away so she was facing Jax.  Even though he couldnât see where her eyes were, they were boring into the other fiercely.  She didnât like being touched by something she didnât know.
âKkkrrrrr.â
The way the lower jaw vibrated with the growl and massive claws now digging into the ground, upturning the dirt underneath as the spade tail swayed behind her large form.
Jax shifted with the creature as it moved, his arms snaked down to his side as he stepped, prepared to bounce away in a tumble if decided to tackle him. The energy within his mask pulsed and danced between a light blue and purple, before settling back to a hazy blue. He chuckled, âEasy, there. No harm, no foul. I was only curious.â He heard tell of a few new creatures making their way into the Institute, but now left to roam without the council to hold them still.
âDoesnât seem you speak a language I can understand, Iâm sorry to say.â
("I think you have a crush on me?") Even though she couldn't speak, doesn't mean Mama couldn't make inquisitive rumbles at Jax. /mamareksai/
"I wouldn't deny that! You're certainly impressive."
Send âI think you have a crush on _____â for my museâs reaction.
[[ Jax leaves marks! Lots and lots of marks. ]]
Jax narrows his gaze. âItâs just to keep track of where Iâve already been.â
I want to see what NSFW headcanons you have for my character. Go on anon if youâd like. Be as graphic or as vague as you want. If I like it, Iâll accept it.
((Letâs see some dark and twisted headcanons!))
Jax rose from his cot, his back curling with the effort and his joints crackling with soreness. He chuckled and held a hand out, his fingers lofty and his palm bandaged. âCait, easy. I understand⊠You canât just up and leave and not expect things to changeâŠâ He shrugged a heavy shoulder and stood to his feet. His nostrils flared over his high collar and his ears flickered under his hair, long with little care and attention paid to it.Â
âBesides,â he tried to soothe her, âI saw that a family had taken it after its foreclosure. A young woman and her child were returning from the shops.â He grinned and only the edge of his mouth and white teeth blinked from behind his collar. âIn the end, all my work wasnât for nothing. I justâŠâ He sighed and shook his head, âI regret to know that most of my things were either auctioned off to the museum or sold away.â
She looks him over, her expression almost pained. âLook at you,â she scolds, gently, âYouâre all scruffy. Tsk.â She steps up on tip-toe to ruffle what she can reach, around his neck and the collar of his jacket. âThis simply will not do. Nor this,â she waves a small hand to indicate the shelter, âNeither.â
There had been the beginnings of a smile as she scolded, but it falls away again as he sighs. â⊠they werenât. I tried to save your house, but I could not. But your property⊠I managed to have those stored away. Theyâre in a warehouse on lower East End. Iâm the only one with a key.â She reaches for his hand, and gives a small squeeze. âI always hoped youâd return, Jax.â
An eye pinched shut as the sheriff brought a gentle hand to his face and ruffled the fur along his face and down from his head. His mouth fought the urge to break into a cheeky smile; the worrying sheriff would probably continue her tsk-ing for it. He glanced around at the shelter, the people who surrounded him quiet and curious, their gazes focused on the vibrate energy of their lady protector. Her hand took his and the warmth of her skin was a balm.
âIt has made due, sheriff.â Jax murmured. âThe effort to house those with less is commendable. Your city has done better than most.â He brought her hand up to his face, his exhale a phantom touch where his mouth couldnât be. At the mention of his items, he froze and blue-blazed eyes flashed up to her face, narrowed and sharp. âMy â my things? Cait, you kept them?â Her nickname slipped through his lips with ease, his shock overrode any formality he had attempted to maintain.
He released her hand and with startling speed, he reached under her arms and swallowed her into a hug, he nearly took her completely off the ground. âOh, Cait â darlinâ, you donât know how â thank you, thank you.â
"You know, you're just as skillful as me when it comes to disappearing and reappearing."
âHowever, while it may seem that Iâve vanished, there is always the possibility that I am still present. That much canât always be said about you.â
He remained in place as her fingers ghosted along the line of his chest and stomach. A slow burn of a smirk graced his face, âThen Iâll do my best to entertain you, sweetheart.â
âYou certainly couldnât disappoint me, Jax,â Her yellow irises gave him a slanted glance, softly gleaming with intrigue. The small distance between the assassin and the Grandmaster evaporated as Evelynn leaned in to peck.
He followed her gaze, the molten touch of her eyes blistered the skin of his face and his nostrils tightened as her body shifted and leaned closer. His breath dropped to the bottom of his stomach and his throat felt thick. The knot in his ribs eased and he met her halfway toward the peck, warm and solid.
Before she could pull away, against her lips, he murmured, âGood to know, failure isnât in my style.â
Jax knelt to the floor, spying the curious, burrowing creature. "... you're certainly new to me."
His voice was met with a rather muffle clicking as only the fin on her back was visible to the Grandmaster. Â RekâSai knew where he was. Â She could hear and feel his movements as she circled about the visiter.
Am I being hunted? Curious thing. Jax shifted his knees and with a pause, his rear end dropped to the ground with a thud. He blinked and watched the fin circle him. Testing his limits, he waited until the fin passed in front of him a second time and then he reached out and brushed the tips of the fin with his fingers.
What Jax didnât know was that RekâSai was completely under him as he touched the armor of the fin. Â The ground shook as the xerâsai queen rose up beneath the other, practically carrying the Grandmaster on her back as he could now hear the loud growls and clicks coming from the mother.
âKrkrkrkrkr!â
Jax swallowed a bellow as the creature came up from under him. Ooooh holy shit, theyâre a hell of a lot bigger than I thought! Hastily, he turned his weight on his hip and flipped so that he tumbled off the creatureâs back. He took a cautious step back and then to one side, his gaze snapped from one end of the creatureâs body to the other. He paused, awed.
âWell look at you,â he breathed, a hand held out between him and the creature. The form was large, armored, and lined for speed. Burrowing or above ground, Jax doubted he would escape the creatureâs pursuit. âArenât you a sight?â
"You know, you're just as skillful as me when it comes to disappearing and reappearing."
âHowever, while it may seem that Iâve vanished, there is always the possibility that I am still present. That much canât always be said about you.â
Jax winched, but a laugh escaped him. âOh, sweetling, straight to the heart, as always with that good aim of yours.â
âIf you were constantly around,â Lightly, her fingers drifted down the front of his cloak before stopping at his abdomen, âI would never have to miss you, and that would be very plain. You make things interesting.â
He remained in place as her fingers ghosted along the line of his chest and stomach. A slow burn of a smirk graced his face, âThen Iâll do my best to entertain you, sweetheart.â
„ Kiss Diana
âUh... her sword is bigger. I... Iâll try.â
„ "Walk around with your hood down for an hour. Doesn't have to be in public."
âBut it is public, I donât have a home.â He sighed, but reached up and removed his hood reluctantly. âOne hour.â
