ᥫ᭡ 𝐒𝐎𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐄 ᭡

I FINISHED WRITING THE EVENTS OF SEASON ONE FOR MY JINX WATTPAD FAN-FIC! SO HERES SOME DETAILS!

TITLE: LINGER.

jinx with a female kiramman oc.

chapters generally ranging from a 1k to over 4k word count.

my wattpad is STUNGJINX if you want to follow now!

if you’ve watched THE OFFICE,

i took a small sweet detail from dwight and angela’s relationship

and applied it to jinx and my oc’s relationship!

once i have finished the book, i will make a formal intro post, linking my spotify, since i have made a playlist for my original character, and my wattpad once again. i will post the introduction on a saturday, and then publish the prologue the next day (sunday) following with new chapters every sunday after that!

in the meantime, here’s a clip of jinx whimpering since it’s hot and is featured in chapter thirteen, which i just wrote. xoxo

thinking about an arcane yellowjackets au… reader is shauna coded while jinx is lottie coded.

jinx suffers from delusions whilst out in the wilderness, reader eventually becomes antler queen, and jinx is there enabling everything that you do. whenever she herself acts on something unhinged, it becomes a habit for jinx to look in your direction, growing in confidence whenever your reaction is one of wild excitement.

jinx has never once disagreed with an opinion or leadership technique of yours, you truly cannot do any wrong in her eyes, nor anything that she could ever disagree with. she wouldn’t dream of speaking against you, why would she ever want to?

whenever the others notice the two of you huddled into a corner, your face scrunched up in your usual simmering bitterness as jinx whispers irrational and unsettling ideas into your ear, they don’t dare to intervene, or even talk too loudly amongst themselves, worried about suddenly triggering any paranoid rage that jinx was gradually pulling from you, one honeyed word at a time.

after suffering some intense losses in the wilderness, jinx was the first to offer herself up as an outlet for your pent up emotions. as you knocked her to the ground of the cabin, blinded by distress, she attempted to block out the physical discomfort, but the strange intimacy of it; the connection of you both within her mind, satisfied her.

you took care of her throughout her recovery, growing somewhat territorial over the routine. and once again, nobody dared to intervene or question as you took one too many blankets from them whenever jinx grew cold. you didn’t react too much when jinx began placing light kisses against your cheek or forehead as you doted on her, but you did begin to lean closer slightly while placing a blanket over her, hoping for the small gestures to continue.

after the cabin burned down and summer inevitably returned, the two of you had taken to occupying the same tent; sleeping together, eating together, growing impossibly closer by the day. whenever the others snickered over the odd intimacy between you both, or if anybody quietly debated the position of your leadership, jinx was quick to shut it down, reaffirming her status as the wilderness’ vessel before anybody got any dumb ideas of attempting to shun your command.

pre-crash: jinx and yourself were never particularly close. of course, you knew one another and were friendly, and did play well on the field together, but you always assumed that you were too different to ever develop a great friendship.

aside from that, nobody had to hold a friendship in order to be attracted to one another. whenever jinx slung her arm over your shoulder during practice, or running up to celebrate beside you after a win, you enjoyed it more than being in close proximity to any of the other girls.

you always guessed that she felt neutral towards you at best, and so, you didn’t notice the times when jinx would scan you intensely as you bent over in the locker room to fix your socks before a game.