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vapolis · 2 days

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D’s reaction to that last question is quite interesting. They’ve known Merc the least amount of time (Supposedly. Maybe they have a hidden shared past like last demo iirc). Their reaction was more personal than Orla who just took their hypothetical death as a “great, now I have to find a new one”. I have to wonder if it’s Merc’s sorta infamous reputation that has shaped their perception or something more involved for D’s reaction.

On another note I find Orla’s detachment to Merc fascinating. Similar to another anon question she’s known Jax and D for less time and I understand roles and all that but it doesn’t make sense for the distance. Jax is an employee too. D is something. Yet they seem to hold much more value to her. Is it just because of their roles? Or does she just think Merc is a bad/unimportant person?

Talking about D would probably be spoilers but Jax, would her reaction to his death be more personal than “now I have to get another body guard/business partner”?

orla doesn't think the merc is unimportant or bad, she just recognizes them for what they currently are. which is a mercenary. they do have a special ability orla has come to rely on on jobs she sends them off to, but she knows if things ended in the death of the merc, she could get a different mercenary to do similar work.

their history is complicated and will be touched on, but it also means that orla can't afford to grow too attached or to put more stake on the mercs life than she does right now. in an ideal world, orla could trust the merc to stay by her side as an asset the same way jax is, but she's not delusional enough to believe that.

the merc has the more dangerous life out of all the characters you named. jax is protected by the gang and respect he wields as part of the mirage and the club. there's no fear that he can end up dead in a ditch like the merc could and leave orla without her right hand man.

if that happened, however, she'd be shaken by it. she trusts him with her business, and he is seen as her stand-in by everyone. if someone were to get to him, she has to fear that someone could come for her as well.

dante/delilah is a different matter entirely. their relationship appears physical as of now but orla has a different fondness for her dancers due to her own history and therefore would be more rattled if something happens to them because she knows they're not like the merc. able to defend themself against people coming for their head.

she trusts the merc to do what must be done and values their abilities but knows that if the merc's life is on the line, the merc could come out on top. if she's proven false in that belief, she'll ofc mourn the loss of what the merc could do and the way they were but as of right now, it wouldn't stop her from continuing on to follow her own agenda.

#asks #c: orla #c: dante/delilah #c: jax

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glassshrew · 1 month

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I wrote this for @vapolis

Highly recommend you play their game demo, it's an awesome game and the main character can be such a feral trash goblin, I adore them!

I'm obsessed with their character Jax at the moment, and instead of working I've been daydreaming all day. I created this blog purely to post this because I'm too shy to post on my main! Writing is not my strong suit but t his was fun to do. Anyway here's some flirty sexy tension with Jax.

Written with a F!Merc in mind.

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You grin at him tiredly, tugging your jacket tighter around yourself as you stand in the club foyer. You’re 100% sure Jax has seen you in worse states but standing in front of his unimpressed stare in nothing but underwear, a cropped gaudy carebear t-shirt and a bloody jacket made you feel more exposed than you ever had. Or maybe it was the way his gaze lingered on your bare legs, or his own half dressed form, hair still damp from an impromptu shower. His appearance unusually sloppy for him. “Jaxxie! New uniform? A little risque. I like it.” You waggle your eyebrows and for a long strained minute, Jax didn’t reply, a frown on his face like he can’t decide whether to just throw you out or not. “Blood and vomit is more your style.”

“Gross. True but gross. Sounds like your night was as fun as mine,” You point towards the growing lump and bruise on your forehead. “But my new accessories are cooler than yours.”

He stays silent, and you're forced to confront the sight in front of you that you were trying to ignore. His arms crossed over a dark red shirt that was fully undone, exposing his chest. Your brain helpfully shutting down until it was just screaming incoherent body parts at you. Pecs, collarbones, nipples, tummy. You couldn’t stop your eyes from following the line of his body down to the trail of dark hair below his naval.“Carpet doesn’t match the drapes then.” Fuck sake. You could scream. You swear to god that your mouth was not connected to your brain in anyway shape or form.

His head tilts as he continues to stare at you, but he doesn’t shut you down or even button his shirt and little warning bells start to twinkle in your brain. That ever growing sexual tension between the two of you sparks to life and you suddenly wished you had gone to Delilah for help instead. You couldn’t stop staring at him, his hips moving as he shifted his weight and your perverted brain took over again. If you dropped to your knees right now would he throw you out? Or would he grip your hair tight in his fist as he -

You jolted as Jax cleared his throat, eyebrow raised. Shit.

“Uh right, I know it’s late, or early, closing time? Opening?” You tried to focus on what you were saying. “but I need you.”

Fucking Christ almighty your stupid fucking mouth. “Need me?” The corner of Jax’s mouth twitched, he looked a mix between entertained and annoyed.

“Uh no, not th-, you and Orla,” You stumbled over your words, cursing yourself internally as Jax made a low noise in the back of his throat. “help! I need your help, nothing else not that – I -, Is she still here?” You force your mouth shut so fast you almost bit your tongue. Why was it so fucking hot all of a sudden. Were you sweating?

“Yeah she’s still here,” Jax was still staring at you, and he had still made no move to button his shirt. Asshole was enjoying seeing you flustered. “Turn around.”

Turn around bend over be good –

“Seriously? Where exactly do you think I’m hiding a weapon?” You didn’t sound as annoyed as you were hoping for, you sounded a little breathless as your thoughts continued to spiral.

“Rules are rules,” Jax grinned at you, he was obviously enjoying the effect he was having on you. “Turn around, jacket off.”

“Fine.” You are moving to follow before you can stop yourself. Shivering slightly as you shrugged the jacket off, leaving you in your panties and cropped shirt.

It’s silent. You’re just starting to think that this was some sort of prank when his fingers lightly brushed over your wrist making you jump. “Stay still.”

His hands trail up your arms, not his usual pat down but a slow, gentle touch, caressing you almost. “Are you hurt?”

Your body stiffened. The quiet genuine concern in his voice throwing you completely off balance. His gentle touch making you feel warm, and something else you didn't know how to name. Did he genuinely actually care? A lump starts to form in your throat, and you once again bite the inside of your cheek, hard enough this time to taste the coppery tang of blood, desperate to kill those feelings before they can become a problem.

“Not badly,” you shrugged. You wanted to run but wanted to see where this was going so very much. “Used to it. You know I could just nip in and see her, there’s no need to-,”

“Stay still.”

You cleared your throat. “Yes Sir, sorry Sir.”

Jax froze. Your momentary glee at having flustered him in return is short lived as the hand on your shoulder slid up the back of your neck and through your hair, causing a little flutter of panic in your gut. This was new territory for you both, usually one of you would have backed off by now. You could feel his breath over your skin as he tugged your head to the side, the sensation making your stomach tighten and your thighs squeeze together. “Can't you just shut up for once?”

Your sarcastic reply is lost as your breath hitches when his lips brush gently over the skin just beneath your ear. Its hesitant, but when you make no move to pull away his grip tightens in your hair, pulling your head more firmly to the side.

“I’m not hid-,” You start, and he makes a low warning sound at your inability to shut up, his teeth grazing harder over your skin. “- not hiding anything up there.”

Jax pulls away abruptedly. Disappointment growing in your chest as you realised you’d reached that point again. The point where Jax realises who he’s flirting with, what he’s flirting with, and shuts down.

“Better things you could do with that mouth than yap all the time.”

You feel like you’ve just been slammed into an alternate universe. Getting lost in the moment is one thing, but jesus Who are you and what have you done with Jax?

He continues his search before you can ask the question, before you can, as usual, ruin the moment. Both of his hands sweeping down your back, pushing into your spine and round to the front of your hips.

“Easy ther-,” You flinched back against him when his fingers pressed a little harder over your ribs. The pain turning into something that drew a whimper from your throat. Jax went still behind you, you could the warmth of his bare chest, and - fucking fuck me sideways- your brain short circuiting as you realized you could feel him.

“This is cosy,” You let out a breath, voice strained. Does he remember it’s you? The intrusive thoughts slip in, nagging and chipping away at you. He knows its you right? The two of you stand there, his hands holding you flush against him while his cock presses against your ass. The silence lingering for all of a second before the pressure to talk gets too much.

“Bruised, not broken,” You had no idea what was going on, what to do, whether this was actually happening or if you had done more damage to that already fucked up brain of yours. “probably not broken.”

He hummed in acknowledgment, warm breath over the shell of your ear causing your back to involuntarily arch and he cursed under his breath.

“You're clear,” He lets go, steps back from you and the loss off his body heat hurts. “You can go through.”

“Right, great. Told you.” you turn to face him, arms crossed over your chest, disappointment and rejection making your heart sting. For the first time in a long time you feel vulnerable. You want your jacket back. You almost, for a second there, genuinely believed he wanted you. A stupid foolish childish thought. Why would he? When you didn’t have anything to offer, when you didn’t deserve it. You’d destroy him, infect him, pull him down into the dark to drown with you. He deserved better. “Catch you on the flipside.”

Flipside? You cringe. You can feel him frowning at you as you grab your jacket off the desk, and you’re tempted to sneak out the little pen knife you have hidden to show him as a ‘ha ha fuck you’ but you don’t. Your heart is not in it. The abrupt withdrawal of his attention has you feeling cold, exhausted all of a sudden. You avoid looking at him as you move towards the door, and he makes no move to stop you as you go through.

#c: jax #vapolis #fanfiction #x reader #fem reader #gender neutral reader #reader insert #gn reader #x female reader

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esmeraldabheriya · 3 days

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@thejax-reed

[text] JAXON REED: Sounds awesome. 😇 [text] JAXON REED: And cool. I'd like that, actually. I only hope they don't mind me being close to their mom. I've kind of missed her. 😉

[ text: Esmeralda Bheryia ]: Oh, they'll mind but I won't. They're all adults but they still squirm at the sight of romance [ text: Esmeralda Bheryia ]: Plus I really do want to introduce you to them, or at least some of them. I don't want to overwhelm you with all that.

#c: jax #jax: texts

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gwen-lycaon · 1 month

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Who: Gwen x Jax ( @thejax-reed ) Where: Nevermore, When: Around 3PM, Monday, a closed day

Gwen spit out her latest concoction in the bar sink with frustration. "Dammit," she grunted, pouring the rest of the mixture down the drain from the glass she'd mixed it in, "I thought I had that one." She looked at the mess she had scattered around the bar in defeat as she leaned back in the barstool she'd brought around to the inside of the bar, regretting her choices.

Every year for the last five years the neighborhood bars have competed in a "Clash of Cocktails" as a way to raise money for charity and bragging rights for the following year. Nevermore had one the first three years, but two of the bars had beaten her the last two years. Gwen was determined to make a comeback but had been so distracted by her familial drama the last few months that she'd completely forgotten about it. Now, the alpha found herself scrambling to come up with a winner as the deadline quickly approached. Covering her head with her arms on the cold bar, Gwen could hear someone approaching from the back of the bar. "Just leave me to my misery," she deadpanned, figuring it was a staff member so she didn't bother to look up.

#c: jax #gwen #10 years later I finally posted it #LMAO i am so sorry

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fantasies-n-fairytales · 1 year

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@mxrvelouscreations continued from here

[Text: Steve]: Homemade Lasagna

[Text: Steve]: Just ignore the Stouffer’s box...it’s totally homemade

[Text: Steve]: Depends on if I need to feed the whole compound or not if I come by?

[Text: Steve]: Whatever is easier for you

#mxrvelouscreations #c: Jax #text thread

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wintcrstcrfall · 2 years

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@cheapxseats continued from here

Even before Jax said anything, Addie already knew what the answer was going to be. One look at his face was all that it took and her heart was suddenly dropping, no more beating franticly inside her chest. It wasn’t a secret that maybe the redhead put too much of herself when being here, both with Lucy and him, and she was as much invested into Jax finally living the life he deserved as she wanted to make sure the little girl had more than just someone who was only there to read her bedtime stories. “No one said it would be easy”, the young woman finally replied quietly, gently placing a hand on his shoulder for a second before nodding towards the kitchen. She couldn’t really imagine what criteria the other women had but whatever they were, they totally sucked. As someone who had a look inside of Jax and Lucy’s life, the redhead couldn’t imagine what anyone wouldn’t like and respect about a single father who did his best and then even some more. Sadly, it wasn’t impossible for her to believe that out there existed a lot of people who were just wrong in numerous kinds of ways without actually being bad people. Her terrible romantic life proved that point too and did it quite cruelly.

“Hey, please don’t get discouraged, Jax”, the redhead said once they were in the kitchen and the prospect of waking up Lucy by talking normally about this wasn’t an option anymore. “It’ll happen when the time comes, I’m sure of it.” At least those were the lies she fed herself every of the nights when the loneliness suddenly stopped being welcoming around her. But for him? As her eyes darted sideways, Addie had no doubt that the right woman who would love not only him but his little angel too existed. Life was too cruel as it was, she refused to believe that it could get somehow worse. “And if it doesn’t, for some unlikely reason, you already have the perfect woman in your life. Lucy is the sweetest girl I’ve ever seen and she has all of my heart too.” The smile on Adelinne’s face was enough of a tell that she really meant her words. “By the way, there’s tea left from our impromptu tea party earlier. Do you want a cup before I go?” The question was asked gently, the worry carefully hidden, showing only in the way her eyes stayed on his. “Or do you prefer to be alone? Whatever works the best for you. I don’t mind either.”

#c: jax #{{ ~ jax x adelinne ~ }}#{{ ~ interactions. ~ adelinne coldwell. ~ }}#~ this is also perfect !! thank you <333 #i already love him #& please don't feel like you have to match length !!

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will-gibbard · 2 years

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When he’d received the summons, Will treated it as a joke. He thought that it was merely Jax asking for help with some chore or another until his alpha revealed that there had been a death. As much as the old wolf liked having a good time, but fun and games were for when those close to him were not in danger. Stopping only briefly to change into something that he could move freely in and to grab a weapon, it took him minutes to speed towards the cabin. Reaching the door, there was no secret knock. He tried the knob, finding that it was open. He let himself straight in. “What’s the plan?” Jax had to have a plan. He had to know far more than he was willing to reveal over the phone.

@thejaxon-reed

#c: jax

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fantasies-n-fairytales-arch · 2 years

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@jerkxbitchx continued from here

Jax had been tempted to just sit back and let it play out, not because he wanted to see the smaller of the two guys get his ass kicked, but because the burly guy deserved to have his handed to him after mistreating the woman at the bar. “No problem, don’t worry that guy will get what’s coming to him. They always do” he spoke with every intention of tracking him down later that night to teach him a lesson in manners. “I’m Jax” he offered his hand.

#jerkxbitchx #c: Jax

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frccdxm · 1 year

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✐ (whoever of mine and yours, i let you pick :p)

random sentence starter meme ❨610❩ ❛ I am lighter, airier than I’ve been in years. ❜

Peyton hadn't had the chance to just hang out with Jax one on one in a while, so she was glad to catch him before he left. Having gone over to his place, she made herself at home and sat on the couch. "So...I've been thinking. I think I'm ready to hear about what happened to my parents," she stated cautiously. "I am lighter, airier than I've been in years. I think I'm finally in a place where I'm ready to hear it and not let it affect me, you know?"

#c: jax #m: peyton

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ilyalenkov · 2 years

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The grand ballroom was where the majority of the party was being held, scattered among the crowds were people doing their best to dance. It all was rather boring for the vampire, having attended enough balls and dances to last the rest of his life. However, being of position attending such events was expected, and so he made himself known among the other guests of the castle. He was near one of the tables when he felt a pair of eyes on him, for what reason he did not know, but when he turned his attention to the other he sighed. A slave, it looked like, a rather tall one who seemed to stick out like a sore thumb. The nervousness rolled right off of his broad shoulders like the rain, and that was intriguing to him.

“Have you no manners?” He questioned, eyes glued onto his despite the obvious difference between them. He beckoned him to come forward, so they weren’t conversing across the space. When the slave came to him he got a better look at his attire. Something of the castles, no doubt, those unclaimed were left with whatever scraps they had lying around. “You wanted my attention, and now you have it.”

@adventures-and-fantasies

#c: jax #midsommer event

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fantasies-n-fairytales-nsfw · 2 years

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@magical-boy-toys

Jax and Robin had been friends for years now, and it seemed that as of lately the sexual tension between them had been growing past the point of their random make out sessions being enough for either of them. He was nervous about the impending conversation, hoping the two of them would be on the same page with this and it wouldn’t somehow ruin the friendship that they’d built.

He gave Robin a soft smile, patting the spot on the sofa next to him. “Hey, how was your day?...can we talk? I promise nothing bad” he added not wanting to worry the other.

#magical-boy-toys #c: Jax #// hope this works

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vapolis · 2 months

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Can we get a little look into what Jax was thinking when merc whimpered? Because that scene made me flustered and I need to know!!

#asks #c: jax #c: mc #**writing

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glassshrew · 1 month

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I wrote this for @vapolis Highly recommend you play their game demo, it's an awesome game and the main character can be such a feral trash goblin, I adore them!