I Call Top

Independent, stupid, and quirky roleplay blog for League of Legend's Jax, the Grandmaster at Arms. Canon-divergent. Please read the rules before interacting! Event: Hiatus

[everythingfox]

He’s coming to boop you

[breakingspines]

god staff jax, god i love this skin but dont wanna waste it on him cause i dont play him

[thegrandmasteratarms]

She taps him on the shoulder, offering a chocolate when he turns around.

UNCONTROLLABLE WIGGLES AND WHEEKS. GIVES GIANT HUG AND MANY KISSES.

Then gently takes chocolate.

[thegrandmasteratarms]

Why fight?

“I mean, th’ alternative is to just.. die a horrible death at th’ hands’a some cocky ass shithead who’s just gonna boast about killin’ ya and ruin at least six people’s day per day while doing so.”

“Save people some trouble VS finally leaving this hell hole of a planet? Pretty obvious choice.”

[thegrandmasteratarms]

hey ogre man how r u

Finger guns.

“Hella tired and I wanna die.”

[thegrandmasteratarms]

hav spaggetee

Loud wheeks!!!!!! Saucey.

[thegrandmasteratarms]

hungry?

Wiggles. Is hungry. Have food?

[doggosource]

[no-va-art]

Jax league of legends ❤️

[lovecleradin]

Reblog this mistletoe and see who leaves a kiss in your inbox!

[imkey]

“huh? You realize ,I’ve got my trinity force, right?”

[bvckstvb]

[thegrandmasteratarms]

Are you getting gray hair?

“Inna way, yeah. It’s typical Laidians get gray hair when they’re old, like humans, but unlike humans, we don’ wrinkle an’ shit when we’re twelve. Imma bit of a late bloomer, though.”

[thegrandmasteratarms]

Stares intently at Jax's coat.

Stares back, oddly unconcerned.

“You want to try it on?”

[thegrandmasteratarms]

I wish I had your body. Strong, big, and cute.

Happy wheeks. Is very flattered. Thank u very much Nonny you have made his day.

[thegrandmasteratarms]

"...Okay, I'm going to say it, your coat is absolutely adorable. Where did you get such a... perfect thing? It looks so soft."

The compliment made Jax feel fuzzy inside. So many people seemed to like his coat. A part of him wondered if that’d make a nice industry for his people. Maybe he should go back and tell ‘em..

“Well, every Laidian gets one of these when the cold months come ‘round. Usually replace them ‘fore they get as ratty as mine, but I ain’t been home in a while,” the fighter pauses to think. “Made mostly outta sheep’s wool an’ plum grass fibers.. at least, I think ya call ‘em plum grass… and sheep…”

He actually had no idea what the common name was for those.. probably should figure that out…

“I’m sure you can get your hands on a couple if you can get inna contact with my folks up in the mountains. Don’t advise wearing them in the warm months, though. I do, ‘cause I’m a sentimental idiot, but seriously like.. don’t.”

[thegrandmasteratarms]

“IMAGINE IF I HAD A REAL WEAPON!”

“I imagine.. you have a stick! That shoots lasers.. aaaannnnddd…. stabs things.”

“I dunno, does that sound like a lance or a staff to you?”