#joxer

[tangerinelabyrinth]

Xena Warrior Princess - playlist by Tangerine_Labyrinth | Spotify

I made a fun little playlist of songs that remind me of the iconic trio that is Xena, Gabrielle, and Joxer.

[vincedoll]

:3 hi

[longblondehairgabby]

[manicchunkydreamdaddy]

Garrett and Joxer 💚

[mikaeltakespics]

[misanthropemom]

I just realized that the "Joxer The Mighty" song is actually sung to the tune of the "nobody loves me everybody hates me guess I'll go eat some worms" song. Which really makes him way more tragic when you think about it. I can see him singing it to himself and then rewording it to be more supportive to his self-image. And then Jet made fun of it because he's a jerk.

[sweetasteriaa]

My Husband: I gave the cat his pill!

The Pill:

[allflooby]

Unknown store/Con purchase: Xena Warrior Princess & Joxer Warrior Prince 2 . Cover by Terese Nielsen.

[maniacalshen]

Thinking about "Déjà Vu All Over Again" again.

Does anyone ever talk about the fact that Xena and Joxer, in the forms of Harry and Annie, were dating? Seriously dating, like living together, like sleeping together for what I assume is a long time, based on how tired of his girlfriend's shit Harry is when we start.

Usually it's the fallout of "Soul Possession," the sequel of this episode, that haunts me. These two switch bodies and, I assume, memories of their entire lives. (I prefer this to thinking they only switched souls but still have such extreme personality changes. Who are we without our experiences?) The more you think about it, the wilder it is.

But when I think about gender-swapped Xena and Joxer being so drawn to one another--because Joxer is an auxiliary soulmate--that they end up in this funky relationship...all I can hear in my head is a busy signal.

I guess Annie is hot and dumb and sweet, and that's...not an unlikely thing for a 1990s doctor to look for in a girlfriend. But for all his status, he's kinda mean. Is Joxer!Annie too good for Xena!Harry?

Were there Gabrielle/Joxer shippers who got pissed off about this back in the day?

[fazedlight]

[imonthemoonitsmadeofcheese]

Destinytober24: Day 16 - Farewell

Link to Ao3 if you prefer to read it there

Joxer checked the ammo and reserves for all six of his weapons for the eighth time. The Vanguard would let him know when it was time to board his ship. They were still outfitting it with experimental shielding. He didn't hear anything behind him, but he felt it.

Joxer spun with his arm extended. His sidearm stopped at a point inches from the Drifter's face, right between his eyes.

The rogue Lightbearer put his hands up with a toothy grin. "Where you running to this late, Brother?"

Joxer pointed his sidearm at the ceiling and relaxed his arm, stepping back. "Vanguard special ops."

"Heard about that. Wasn't sure if it was you goin' in or someone else."

"It's me." He holstered his weapon and glanced back at the console. No word yet.

The Drifter walked to a table at the back of the room and leaned against it. He pulled a bottle from his coat and set down two glasses. "Drink?" he asked.

"No. Need to stay sharp."

Drifter shrugged. "More for me." He filled a glass and took a sip.

Joxer pulled out his ghost and got it to transmat the ammo crate in front of him away.

"You taking your ghost with you?" Drifter asked, an eyebrow raised.

"Yeah."

The Drifter tilted his head. "Not what I would do."

"He doesn't want to stay. If I can't come back he doesn't want to either." As if to punctuate this, Joxer's ghost spun its shell and zipped into his pocket.

"Huh."

"Not everyone has a shit relationship with their ghost."

Drifter nodded. "That's fair." He took another sip of his drink. "Gotta admit, never pegged you for the self-sacrifice suicide-mission type."

"Yeah, well… too many people have lost too much… and I have shit to make up for. Not everyone wants to end up like you."

"Like me?" the Drifter leaned back in feigned offense.

"Alone."

Drifter blinked as though he were considering that for a moment. "Looks to me like you're the one about to go off and die alone, Brother." He lifted his glass in a toast toward Joxer before taking another sip.

"Better me than someone else." Joxer looked away and began checking his weapons methodically once more.

Drifter leaned forward and tilted his head. "Why?"

Joxer didn't answer.

"Why you?" the Drifter repeated his question.

"What, you gonna miss me?" the Titan asked, dryly.

"Well, yeah…"

Joxer looked over at the Drifter, waiting.

"You're one of my best Gambit players. I've made a lot of glimmer off of you. Lot of motes."

"Right. Glimmer. Motes. Why are you even still here, Drifter? It sure as fuck isn't for the glimmer or the motes."

The Drifter let a mouthful of alcohol roll around on his tongue briefly before answering. "Ain't nowhere else to go. Besides I… I may have found something I… didn't wanna leave behind."

"Something or someone?"

The Drifter smirked and his eye sparkled. "Why? You interested?"

Joxer looked back at him over his shoulder. Then he turned and walked closer, maintaining eye contact as the Drifter leaned one arm on the table, crossing one ankle over the other.

"I'm interested in making sure no one else's someone has to die for this. Not even yours. Not even you."

The Drifter's face lost its come-hither grin. He suddenly looked very tired. Sad.

The console beeped behind Joxer with an alert. He turned and walked over to it tapping in an acknowledgement. Joxer's ghost reappeared at his shoulder, clearly relaying information via comms.

"Go time." Joxer said quietly and began walking out of the room.

Drifter raised his glass. "Good luck," he said, quietly but loud enough to be heard. Earnestly. It was the most honest sounding thing Joxer had ever heard come out of the man's mouth.

Joxer paused with his hand on the side of the doorway and looked back. "Hey, do me a favour, will you?"

"Yeah?"

"That someone you don't want to leave."

The Drifter licked his lips. "Yeah?"

"Tell them. Hold them close. Tell them that they're the reason you stayed. Make something out of it with… whatever you've got left. Whatever time this buys you. Don't let me die out there for nothing. Whatever you get out of this, whether it's hours or days before everything ends, make it matter. And… if I do make it back, and you're still up for it… we'll have a drink together then, alright?"

The Drifter nodded slowly, not taking his eyes off the man as he walked out of his field of vision.

A few minutes later, he stood up from where he'd been leaning on the table and walked over to the console. He pulled out his ghost and hacked into the Vanguard communications network, pulling up the live feed from Joxer's ship.

Twenty minutes after that, the Drifter was sitting on the table, his legs dangling, lifting his glass in a toast to a static-filled screen.

An hour later, the Drifter's ghost transmatted another empty bottle away and replaced it with a full one.

All lights in the room were off. The black and white dot pixel pattern from Joxer's ship's feed flickered alongside his flatlined Vanguard biofeedback sensors. On another screen, footage from a Cabal observation drone displayed what was left of the Titan's crumpled body and his sliced up ghost in the wreckage of his ship on the console's third screen.

A shadow among shadows, the Drifter unscrewed the top of the new bottle and flicked the cap off into a dark corner with one hand. He went to drink from the bottle and stopped.

"Hey," he said, gently.

His ghost appeared before him with its usual twitching shudder.

"Where's… Eris… right now?" he spoke with difficulty. "Can you… can you find her for me? …Please?"

Link to the entire month's worth of prompts on Ao3, posted daily.

[girl4music]

Renee's first directing gig. I love that she got the opportunity to direct even though she was given a bottle show at the end of the season and nothing really that substantial to work with. But I mean it's a tough job to direct for the first time. Especially considering she's in it as well as a character. I love how she just gets absorbed in watching the episode like a fan would and then starts spacing out with her commentary.

Such a shipper. They all are though. They're all on the X&G love train. It's just nice that those are the people that had all creative authority because you don't get any of that now. Or rather - you do but it's just cut out/cut down by the network. This was a very unique experience and I wouldn't have it any other way. I really wouldn't. It's my beloved.

[vincedoll]

I'm not kidding

I really love this mustache

[longblondehairgabby]

[manicchunkydreamdaddy]

[mikaeltakespics]