Janna

An indie-rp blog for the league champion Janna. Purely fan based. Sidebar art by Jajafan Mun is 18+

[to-dust-from-stardust]

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[alluranight]

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[windswept-torrent]

"Is that a nice breeze or just you? Either way I'm hanging around so long as it lasts." Spoilers, he didn't like the cold too much. And this girl? Seemed pretty warm personalited.

Janna tilted her head at the other before clicking her fingers and making a simple spinning motion with her hand and with that the breeze dissipated and she landed on the floor, her hair falling over her shoulders. “Now see; I can’t tell if you enjoy the coolness of the breeze or if you don’t like it. I’m happy to oblige either way. Janna Storymfury, pleasure to meet you.” 

[windswept-torrent]

Janna listened to his game with a small peak of interest. He wanted to play a game of questions and she’d play along but she had a slightly competitive nature and if the idea was to get him to drink instead of answering she was going to go hard from the beginning. “Deal.” She smiled slightly as the barkeep bought the next round over. She went about mixing her drink before holding it up to him.

Her tone remained calm and soft as she asked. “First Question, favorite position for sex to make you climax?” The question would sound strange to most coming from her mouth but even stranger with her tone not faltering and a small smile of amusement on her lips as she asked. 

[windswept-torrent]

Troubled Weather

[infinite-xerath]

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She kept her arms crossed as he spoke, floating gently, she let him finish speaking completely before she even dared to speak. She knew how respect worked and she knew power when she saw it. She let him rant and insult and eventually he seemed to agree with her. She’d expected more resistance if she was honest and she let a small smile envelope her features. “Of course driving a caravan off it’s course is child’s play. Are you able to take me to it? If it’s a message you hope to send then letting your foe see you to take back the message would be more powerful then bodies in the sand.” 

Janna hated to admit it but she hadn’t always been an elemental she’d been a street rat in a rough place before. She knew how messages and gang wars went. A message was stronger than bodies unless you could combine both and if she had to sacrifice a few Shuriman men to keep Piltover safe from this… things wrath then she would do just that. Her duty was to Piltover, Zaun and their people. 

“Good…” Xerath was pleased to see things going so smoothly. Though this change of plans had been unexpected, he could certainly make this situation bend to his favor… Especially since he now knew that a wind elemental guarded the city of Piltover. That alone was VERY useful information to have. Perhaps he might use this woman further in the future, but for now…

“I have predicted the route that they aim to take; it is likely they will attempt to sail to Piltover from Bel’zhun… Thus, I had intended to cut them off in the mountains.” He pointed to the mountains in the distance. “Can your winds reach that far?”

[windswept-torrent]

Janna looked to the mountains “From here, yes but if you want them more focused and more precise I’ll need to fly closer but that’s not a problem for me.” She shrugged it off. “Piltover will take it as a sign though, I hope you’re taking my power or gesture lightly.” she muttered on the end of her sentence looking him over. “Also what is your name, if I intend to send a message that may be best I can let them know for whom the winds of misfortune blow.” 

Janna smiled softly, it was like being young again, back in the gang, making mischief and mayhem. If she wasn’t careful she could go down a very dark path again. The wind was fickle it didn’t always blow kindly but she tried her best to stay on that path of light. 

[windswept-torrent]

Troubled Weather

[infinite-xerath]

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She scowled as he said ‘spirit’ and she shook her head. “I’m no spirit… some think of me as an elemental though.” She crossed her arms. “This is not YOUR domain because I don’t know you and I also don’t know what an Azir is but this storm you’re summoning is dangerous and unnatural. Such a storm could cause serious damage to those who aren’t involved.” Zephyr flew around her landing on her shoulder having just flown over to them. She looked to Zephyr. 

After a silent conversation with her familiar she returned her attention to Xerath. “Your demeanor convinces me of one thing… You’re not going to stop this storm. Now if that’s the case…” she paused and groaned wondering why she was about to offer this but if it saved the people she protected it was worth it. “Let me summon a more localized and controlled storm; just point to me where you want it and it will be done. Also I refuse to partake in the ending of a life so if you let me know your end goal I can help you achieve it without bloodshed.” 

Xerath would have argued that elementals were simply spirits imbued with elemental power, but the topic soon returned to that of territory. The air around him crackled briefly. “This IS my domain! I was sealed away long ago by those who dreaded my power, and so Shurima has become naught but a wasteland in my absence… But now I have returned, and I WILL reclaim what is rightfully mine.”

From her response, Xerath could tell she understood that he would not stop. He thought, at first, that the wind elemental might challenge him, but then she attempted to bargain, instead. “You insult me, spirit. My storms draw upon the ancient magic of the land itself, calling it forth from the earth into the heavens. It heeds my command and rains death down upon whomever I wish… Yet you would summon a lesser storm yourself, merely to spare the lives of foolish messengers? Why should I-” Xerath paused. In his mind, a plan began to form. Perhaps it WOULD be wiser to live at least some of the messengers alive… So that they could return and deliver a message to Azir.

“…Upon further reflection, maybe there IS some merit to your proposal… Provided you can drive an entire caravan off of its course to Piltover.”

[windswept-torrent]

She kept her arms crossed as he spoke, floating gently, she let him finish speaking completely before she even dared to speak. She knew how respect worked and she knew power when she saw it. She let him rant and insult and eventually he seemed to agree with her. She’d expected more resistance if she was honest and she let a small smile envelope her features. “Of course driving a caravan off it’s course is child’s play. Are you able to take me to it? If it’s a message you hope to send then letting your foe see you to take back the message would be more powerful then bodies in the sand.” 

Janna hated to admit it but she hadn’t always been an elemental she’d been a street rat in a rough place before. She knew how messages and gang wars went. A message was stronger than bodies unless you could combine both and if she had to sacrifice a few Shuriman men to keep Piltover safe from this... things wrath then she would do just that. Her duty was to Piltover, Zaun and their people. 

[windswept-torrent]

♧

♧ : Your muse playing with their hair

To say the man couldn’t handle the amount of alcohol Janna had knocked back the previous night was an understatement. At least he’d passed out before he had noticed where Janna had taken him. When he awoke he asleep on the floor, the wind mage having placed his head on her lap as they sat on the balcony of her home. A tower with no visibly ground level entrance and a minimal living area. She let her fingers idly play with his hair as her eyes kept trained on the sky line. The wind gently blowing pass them. She had adorned him with a simple pale blue blanket. Janna’s face kept it’s peaceful look on it even when she was doing something as simple as observing the wind. 

[windswept-torrent]

♛

♛ : Sharing a dessert

While Janna had insisted she couldn’t eat a whole dessert she hadn’t really expected to share one the way they were. She wasn’t sure what she had honestly expected but sitting opposite Kengou at the cafe with the ice cream sundae sat between them two cherries on top and two long spoons stuck in to the creamy goodness. She wasn’t sure if she should move first to take the first bite or him. For some reason she said “I can do that cherry stalk trick.” as some odd ice breaker. 

[ascendedbladesman]

Just as Kengou was making a move for the spoon closest to him, he pause, eyes darting up to look at Janna. “Really now?” He sat back, a small smirk pulling at his face. ‘Now I’m curious to see you pull this off. You know what they say about people who can do that.”

[windswept-torrent]

She shook her head “No just... this one time Ahri showed me how to do it and told me it was a cool trick...” she shrugged it off before plucking the cherry off the top popping the whole thing in her mouth. It only took her a few moments, the motto practice makes perfect not underestimated here. With a small swallow before moving her tongue then sticking it out. The stalk tied in a knot which is extracted with her fingers holding it out to show him. “Ta-da.” she said with a small laugh. 

[windswept-torrent]

♛

♛ : Sharing a dessert

While Janna had insisted she couldn’t eat a whole dessert she hadn’t really expected to share one the way they were. She wasn’t sure what she had honestly expected but sitting opposite Kengou at the cafe with the ice cream sundae sat between them two cherries on top and two long spoons stuck in to the creamy goodness. She wasn’t sure if she should move first to take the first bite or him. For some reason she said “I can do that cherry stalk trick.” as some odd ice breaker. 

[sphinxmemesmusings]

nonsexual acts of intimacy --- select from the following for my muse to respond to:

♔ : Finding your muse wearing their clothes ♕ : Holding hands ♖ : Having their hair washed by your muse ♗ : Your muse falling asleep with their head in my muse’s lap. ♘ : Cuddling in a blanket fort ♙ : Sharing a bed ♚ : Head scratches ♛ : Sharing a dessert ♜ : Shoulder rubs ♝ : Reading a book together ♞ : Caring for each other while ill (specify which party is which) ♟ : Patching up a wound ♤ : Taking a bath together ♧ : Your muse playing with their hair ♡ : Accidentally falling asleep together ♢ : Forehead or cheek kisses ♠ : Your muse adjusting their jewelry/neck tie/ etc. ♣ : Back scratches ♥ : Your muse crying about something ♦ : Slow dancing

[windswept-torrent]

[try-the-punch] "Splash."

Janna had been taking a shower in what she believed was an abandoned Piltover home when she heard a door creak open. She froze the hot water steaming off her milky white skin as she reached for the tap turning off the flow. She moved the shower curtain peeking round the outside, strands of pale blonde sticking to her cheek as she glanced to the slightly ajar door, the sudden pink as someone walked to the door made her heart leap. Was she about to be caught showering in someone’s house or was she about to get involved in something darker?!

She wasn’t sure what overcame her but she actually acted when she realized she wasn’t alone. Keeping her body mostly covered she made a gust of wind slamming the door before they could fully register anything they may have seen. “I’m armed.” she lied trying to get them to leave. 

@try-the-punch

[windswept-torrent]

She laughed softly at his little huff but when he spoke about missing her, her eyes aimed towards her hands in her lap. She nodded. “I missed you too,” she replied before adding with a slight blush worried she may have let her affections show “All of you, I kept checking in on you all but you all went your separate ways and it was hard to keep track of everyone.”

[try-the-punch-a]

“Yeah-… yeah I getcha. I shouldn’t have taken so long to reconnect but my life took a one-eighty real quick and everything got busy super fast,” he tried to explain himself as if it were his fault for leaving so abruptly. His arm raised to rub behind his neck, then quickly flopped back onto the the couch.

“I really missed ya… all of ya.”

[windswept-torrent]

She moved closer to him, sitting with her legs against his slightly. “It’s okay we all had drastic changes in our lives. I think there was only one of us truly left behind and I don’t know why but she became the way she is now but she seems happy being a wild card. I missed you too Vince.”

[windswept-torrent]

"Is that a nice breeze or just you? Either way I'm hanging around so long as it lasts." Spoilers, he didn't like the cold too much. And this girl? Seemed pretty warm personalited.

Janna tilted her head at the other before clicking her fingers and making a simple spinning motion with her hand and with that the breeze dissipated and she landed on the floor, her hair falling over her shoulders. “Now see; I can’t tell if you enjoy the coolness of the breeze or if you don’t like it. I’m happy to oblige either way. Janna Storymfury, pleasure to meet you.” 

[anotheranonrp]

You know, being the son of a cult worshipping an idol that literally bathes itself in flames would make him believe hot things were rather irrelevant. Surely he’d knock back Pilty whiskey’s or Bildgewater rum easy but if one aspect about Zaun was their tendency to not mess around. Liquor included. The chime of glass lead to him sniffing the clear liquid, tasing the alcohol before it even touched his tongue.

And he certainly felt it. Hotly washed down his throat as he held it up, giving the ghost of a cough. “Alright… I can see these becoming a problem.” Too many, he bemused. Like the Frejordian ales, or worse, their fermented potato vodkas would taste smooth but mess with the drinker in mere minutes. Surely he was a more recreational consumer of alcohol than she… Maybe? But six beers hardly held the kick a gulp of this windy girl’s tornado had.

“So what happens next - the wild or the breath?” He cleared his throat, swirling the glass a bit as he saw the beautious mage hardly effected. Another soft grunt, Vigil giving a slight nod as he eyes the drink for another taste, “Yeah, definitely the wild part. Already got the breath.”

[windswept-torrent]

She ordered another one as he drank his first and quickly downed that too. “Come on now, surely that’s not all you can handle.” she teased softly. “Most guys are intent they can drink me under the table but it’s not as easy as it seems.” She shrugged this off with a small smile. 

“The wild tends to hit about the same your brain registers that this drink is a very high percentage of alcohol. Then you wake up in a ditch not even remembering what happened after the 4th glass.” she laughed softly. “Luckily I’m here for you so you’re in safe hands and aren’t likely to end up in a ditch.” 

[windswept-torrent]

Troubled Weather

[infinite-xerath]

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@infinite-xerath

Janna had felt the storm brewing, usually a storm she didn’t summon didn’t bring her any worry. This storm however hung with the smell of magic and not her own, someone else was affecting the weather around her and this made her both curious and concerned. She decided she’d investigate, she wasn’t exactly sure what she’d discover but the crackling of the air as she approached the dark area made her skin feel like electricity was dancing over it. 

As she drew closer to the source of the strange phenomenon she could see lights in the dark. She didn’t keep herself hidden, whoever was doing this had magic and would probably have sensed her already. Teal eyes glowing she floated round a corner. “I hate to interrupt whatever it is you think you’re doing, but I really don’t appreciate such an obvious intrusion on what I consider my domain.” 

Sure Piltover and Zaun weren’t her domain so to speak but they were her home and she didn’t want anyone interfering there and possibly causing harm to someone she may care for. 

Xerath loathed to have to venture so far from Nerimazeth for such a trifling matter, but he knew he was the only one could intercept the caravan fast enough. Azir had sent several envoys north, towards the city of Piltover, to try and establish communications with them… And the Magus was not about to let that damn falcon have any chance of extending his reach beyond the desert’s borders.

Unfortunately, the route these envoys ensured that his soldiers couldn’t catch up in time, and they were too far away to strike with a storm from Nerimazeth… So, he had left his city to venture closer to the norther city of Piltover. Once he deemed he was close enough, he had begun conjuring his Storm of Chaos spell to try and cut Azir’s envoys off…

That was when he sensed a presence. Xerath halted his incantation and turn to see… A woman? No… A being that bore the shape of a woman, but whose core was filled elemental magic. “A spirit?” The Magus’s tone was like a mix of annoyance and amusement. “Your domain is MY domain, and the only ones intruding upon it are those loyal to Azir…”

[windswept-torrent]

She scowled as he said ‘spirit’ and she shook her head. “I’m no spirit... some think of me as an elemental though.” She crossed her arms. “This is not YOUR domain because I don’t know you and I also don’t know what an Azir is but this storm you’re summoning is dangerous and unnatural. Such a storm could cause serious damage to those who aren’t involved.” Zephyr flew around her landing on her shoulder having just flown over to them. She looked to Zephyr. 

After a silent conversation with her familiar she returned her attention to Xerath. “Your demeanor convinces me of one thing... You’re not going to stop this storm. Now if that’s the case...” she paused and groaned wondering why she was about to offer this but if it saved the people she protected it was worth it. “Let me summon a more localized and controlled storm; just point to me where you want it and it will be done. Also I refuse to partake in the ending of a life so if you let me know your end goal I can help you achieve it without bloodshed.” 

[ask-hextechjanna]

Odyssey’s still an AU people care about right. @shadow-acolyte

[windswept-torrent]

"Janna! Are you around?" Ekko called out into the dance studio.

Janna was on the floor of the dance studio in a sideways split, wearing some short black shorts and a white crop top with “Fly or Fall.” written on it in gold sparkling letters and fancy cursive lettering. She heard him call out, she had been her upper body flat on the floor and was checking her phone. She put her phone flat on the floor and placing her hands either side of her body she straightened her legs behind her before lifting her body and tucking them under to push herself in to a stand. She bent down to scoop her phone turning to face where he was walking from. “What’s wrong, I was just stretching.” she said with a small smile. 

[chrono-tempest-deactivated20190]

Ekko nodded a little, “I didn’t realize how soft you were talking, it’s a little better, yeah” He said, laughing softly and rubbing the back of his head, a smile playing at his lips.

“I wouldn’t mind it if you got closer though, you’re usually pretty loud so, maybe it’s just that you’re sick or something so I can’t hear you too well, I dunno” Ekko added, looking over to her, keeping his eyes on her face but he noticed just the slight rubbing of her legs together.

[windswept-torrent]

When he said he could barely hear her she moved to lean in to him but then her eyes fell on his mouth and she moved back, she was suddenly on her feet and then she was gone. She hadn’t known why but she had literally ran to Ekko’s room. Which wasn’t her smartest idea because another part of her had flopped on his bed in embarrassment, only for the smell of Ekko to suddenly assault her senses. 

Her mind was already in a bad place thanks to his comments, she half doubted he’d follow her, she didn’t know what possessed her but it was like her body moved on it’s own and her fingers slipped inside her clothes. She forgot where she was, enough to actually not stop her fingers from working herself. Although her free hand had grabbed one of Ekko’s pillows and pressed it over her face to muffle any moans and so she could smell him, what she really wanted after all, while she pleasured herself. 

As Janna got closer to making herself climax she truly forgot where she was and she groaned softly before moaning Ekko’s name from beneath the pillow. 

[windswept-torrent]

"Janna! Are you around?" Ekko called out into the dance studio.

Janna was on the floor of the dance studio in a sideways split, wearing some short black shorts and a white crop top with “Fly or Fall.” written on it in gold sparkling letters and fancy cursive lettering. She heard him call out, she had been her upper body flat on the floor and was checking her phone. She put her phone flat on the floor and placing her hands either side of her body she straightened her legs behind her before lifting her body and tucking them under to push herself in to a stand. She bent down to scoop her phone turning to face where he was walking from. “What’s wrong, I was just stretching.” she said with a small smile. 

[chrono-tempest-deactivated20190]

Ekko stared up at the ceiling now, not seeing her display or rather lack of before she answered slowly. He noticed she was answering slowly, or rather stuttering just a little. Ekko felt his adrenaline run just a little bit, not quite able to hearing what Janna said the first time around however.

“Would you mind… joining me down here?” He asked, now looking up to her.

“I didn’t quite catch what you said, Janna” Ekko added. Way far off in the deepest corner of his mind, his thoughts ran wild, thinking of the 0.000000001% chance that she’d get up and take a seat. The actually realistic part of his brain doubted it, or simply thought that she’d lay next to him at the most.

[windswept-torrent]

His question pushed her over the edge a little and her hand moved up snaking between her legs and applying pressure. He wanted her to go over to him. She found part of herself moving before she could even try to rationalize why not to. She moved slowly dropping to her knees beside him, looking down at him. 

“Is... this better?” she asked. Her hand returning to the fabric he had held before, now she really couldn’t get away with touching herself without him noticing. She bit her lip so more knowing if they didn’t do anything she was going to need a long session when she was alone. The thought made her squirm again but now she was so close to Ekko she had to try to be careful to not be so obvious at her legs rubbing together slightly in reaction to the warmth and wet he’d caused to begin to build up in her. 

[windswept-torrent]

"Janna! Are you around?" Ekko called out into the dance studio.

Janna was on the floor of the dance studio in a sideways split, wearing some short black shorts and a white crop top with “Fly or Fall.” written on it in gold sparkling letters and fancy cursive lettering. She heard him call out, she had been her upper body flat on the floor and was checking her phone. She put her phone flat on the floor and placing her hands either side of her body she straightened her legs behind her before lifting her body and tucking them under to push herself in to a stand. She bent down to scoop her phone turning to face where he was walking from. “What’s wrong, I was just stretching.” she said with a small smile. 

[windswept-torrent]

Janna had to keep her gaze away from him as she felt her chest begin to move quicker as her breath caught. Then he made his comment and she curled up slightly, one of her hands had made it’s way under the blanket and gripped the fabric covering her upper thigh, a small uncontrollable whimper actually passed her lips. She knew what he was implying and he obviously had no idea how much effect his words were having on her right now. She didn’t even answer him for a bit as she fought the urge to touch herself just to get some release from the tension he was causing to spark through her body. She knew she was already wet and the way he was speaking made her want him even more, an urge she’d been fighting for years was surfaced by his sudden willingness. 

“you... you could...” she began her grip tightening as she tried to calm herself. “have cake with... cream.” even the word cream seemed lewd with his topic. 

[windswept-torrent]

"Janna! Are you around?" Ekko called out into the dance studio.

Janna was on the floor of the dance studio in a sideways split, wearing some short black shorts and a white crop top with “Fly or Fall.” written on it in gold sparkling letters and fancy cursive lettering. She heard him call out, she had been her upper body flat on the floor and was checking her phone. She put her phone flat on the floor and placing her hands either side of her body she straightened her legs behind her before lifting her body and tucking them under to push herself in to a stand. She bent down to scoop her phone turning to face where he was walking from. “What’s wrong, I was just stretching.” she said with a small smile. 

[windswept-torrent]

Her entire face was red as he called her own from where he was laying on the floor, not the best action after he’d seen what she put his name as. Then he asked about eating and even if she was unwell her pervy side did flare up and she almost silently muttered “Why do you?” but it was barely audible before she caught what she’d said and added more clearly as if she’d never said the first bit. “That chicken soup wouldn’t go amiss if you’re hungry too.” 

[chrono-tempest-deactivated20190]

Ekko wanted to test the waters just a bit, pinching himself in the arm as he rolled up his hoodie sleeves, putting his arms behind his head in a lazy fashion.

“I think I’m going to pass on the chicken soup, do you have any other ideas?” He said, looking up to her from his position on the floor.

“I could kill for something sweet right now” Ekko added, almost the hint of a tease present in his voice, locked between being nervous and wanting to try something with Janna.

[windswept-torrent]

Janna felt her body shudder in response, she wanted to blame the tingling in her skin on the fever and illness but she barely noticed them with how Ekko was talking. She had to look away from him, her heart was in her throat now and she couldn’t talk at first. Her legs visibly shifted rubbing together slightly as she tried to ignore the reaction his little tease had on her body. 

“m...maybe cake then?” she just about managed to answer. She was still looking away from him but he would see her biting her lip slightly now too.