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ARCANE LADIES' KISSES.

description. headcanon type of writing of what is the arcane ladies' favorite way to kiss you

pairings. cassandra kiramman, grayson, renata glasc, sevika, ambessa medarda, jinx, caitlyn kiramman + f! reader

cw. lowercase writing intended, sfw content, jealous characters, hints of possessiveness maybe

moss' notes. this was hard to write not gonna lie because kisses yes, everybody loves them! but how do they kiss, what is their favorite kiss? now that's a little harder to headcanon for moss but they hope you enjoy it non the less :D

I would’ve never thought of this i’m loving everyone’s idea’s though! Y’all are so creative! Hope you enjoy my spin of it <3

It was nearing the end of Progress Day, the people of Piltover had roamed the streets. Celebrating the birth of Hextech and all its done for the pearly white city. You sat at the edge of Jinx’s lair, looking over at the foggy seemingly bottomless pit under it. Your veins were a mix of blue and purple as arcane magic infused with shimmer ran miles in your bloodstream.

Your hands and fingers were cold to the touch heavily contrasting with calming orange sparks that came from them. You made little doodles in the electric sparks seeping from your fingertips . Reminiscing how your powers even came to be as a little blue monkey chased around an purple bunny.

You were there during the explosion 7 years ago, you were young but that didn’t matter. Not when Silco needed beneficial test results, you just happen to be one of the lucky bunch that survived to tell the tale. The world had seemed to be against you that night as shimmer stained your veins to your skin, the explosion from Powder’s monkey bomb not long after. You were right in the crossfire, your body being forever changed as the crystal shards pierced you combining with the shimmer in your system.

You’d lived on the streets for years after that, your power only showing it’s face when your heightened emotions came into play. So when Silco got word of a girl who had electrocuted two of his goons at the bar he knew she’d be a reliable asset. Even more so when you met Jinx and almost instantly hit it off. The bond and love between you two was puzzling to most but they knew it wasn’t to be tested.

You’d burn Zaun and Piltover down to it’s core for Jinx if it ever came to it, knowing she’d do the same for you. The little doodles sizzled out as loud angered footsteps made it’s way to your ear. Jinx didn’t even notice you too in her head after the failed mission with Sevika up in Piltover.

“I’m not weak, I’m not-shut up!” She screamed pistol in hand as she shoot the makeshift mylo on the old couch. “Ugh!” She groaned dropping the pistol caving into herself on the ground, her hands shaking as she held them to ears. Her head was spinning with different scratchy voices and crossed out images of her late family screaming at her in full force behind her teary eyes.

“Blue? Baby, what’s wrong?” You asked making your way towards the poor girl. She was whispering words to herself and her nails dug deep into the sides of her head.

‘You’re weak’ Mylo said Claggor not far behind him saying. ‘You’ve always been a Jinx’ She screamed for them to stop eyes shut and tears leaving streaks down reddened cheeks.

“Jinx” You uttered crouching in front of her placing your hands over hers, she couldn’t hear you. Everything was so loud and dark until it stopped the aspirations of her family faded and a warm orange glow took their place in her mind.

“Hey, hey It’s okay, you’re safe Jinx. I’m here” You whispered to her your forehead leaning against hers. After a moment her eyes opened meeting yours. “Did did you do that?” She questioned leaned into your touch. “I-i think so? How do you feel?” You caressed her cheek softly your eyes searching hers.

“Better” She hummed lowly before getting up leading you to the couch.“Dumbass” She muttered kicking off the Mylo doll and bringing you down with her to cuddle. “Never knew you could do that, Sugar” She grinned nudging your shoulder. “I- me either. I don’t even know what that was” You said starring at your hands in disbelief. Jinx hummed before pulling you into her arms. “Problem for another day” She mumbled a comfortable silence washing over you two before falling asleep together.

It’d been hours after you’d fell asleep that Jinx had woken up, pulling an old blanket over you. She grabbed her forgotten pistol and an array of chompers. She sighed before leaving out turning back to you, leaning down to leaving a lingering kiss to your forehead.

Anon, oh my! I am soft!

Also, figuring out pet names for each character is sooo hard. I am not good at coming up with them. I'll try to make it as fluffy as I can, but some of these characters can be tough.

MDNI. Possible NSFW.

•Silco

-He always calls you darling, kisses the back of your hand when he gets a chance

-the first time you called him 'my love' or used darling, his heart fluttered, making him put his pen down and look at you, pleasantly surprised

-"Love?" He hummed. "Yes, I do rather like the sound of that." Silco came to stand before you and gently took your chin in his hand. "I will always be yours. I swear it."

•Jinx

-She had 1,000 pet names for you. Her favorite is sweets

-You like how playful the relationship could be, how you could be who you really were and how she made you feel light inside

-So you went with something a little silly, like her: Pudding

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summary: You and Jinx break two unsaid rules ever since the apocalypse started, never split up and never make promises. Promises were never guaranteed, especially in your current living conditions. But a promise of a life with your soulmate? You could get by it.

warnings: some parts were rushed so excuse the bad writing :/ zombie apocalypse, zombie attack, Jinx has a lil breakdown :( kind of angsty? other than that; FLUFF

word count: 3.5k

a/n: here’s that zombie au I was talking about :)

Modern au

Nerd! Powder x Cheerleader Fem!reader

reader is written to be of any skin color or size.

this is very gay.

Vi is two years older than powder in this one, making her a senior and powder a sophomore. Caitlyn is a senior and reader is a junior.

Reader is down bad.

Small drabble.

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(Name) presses her perfectly manicured nails against the stall door and gives it a light push. Opening the door and revealing herself behind it.

The (haircolored) girl walking quickly through the small tagged arch and towards the sink in front of her. Washing her hands and reapplying her bubble gum pink lip gloss. The girls (colored) eyes connecting with soft grayish blue ones through the mirror. A feeling of bashfullness washing over the girl.

Powder Lucas.

(Name) stares into startled glacous blue irises for a few more seconds before flashing her a quick smile.

The girl behind her immediately looking down towards her chipped fingernail polish instead. (Name) hummed softly, wishing the girl behind her would catch her eyes again.

The bluenette wore paint and oil stained black overalls today, her dark navy hair braided into two double dutch braids instead of their usual long fishtail. Mud splattered black sneakers covered her feet, her shoes a little on the larger side. Slightly different from the ones she normally wore.

Not that (name) noticed of course.

The (skincolored) girl dries off her hands softly with a paper towel. Adjusting her skirt in the mirror and walking out the bathroom with another word. Wanting to get out of the situation before powder noticed the soft blush dusting her cheeks.

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Alexander slaps the tray from powder's hands, the blue plastic object clattering onto the floor without much of a struggle. The loud noise interrupts most of the chatter in the lunchroom, the students now staring at the interaction. Powder turns bright red at the attention and reaches down to pick up the fallen tray, alex kicks it away from her.

(Name) rolls her eyes and sits up in her seat. Here we go again.

Alexander Travis was a football player of course. Who believed his own bullshit and thought himself and other like him superior because of his clear financial advantage. In other words, he was an asshole.

An asshole who up until recently had a girlfriend that had left him for powder's troublemaker older sister. (Though, name thinks their relationship was fake the entire time, Caitlyn hadn't even pretended to be into him.)

An asshole who also got his teeth kicked in by powder's aforementioned troublemaker older sister who, because of it is now suspended for a month.

And since troublemaker Violet Lucas (who goes by 'Vi' to her very few friends) isn't here to kick his teeth in again, Alexander these past few days has taken to getting even through her much meeker younger sister.

Harassing her in gym, embarrassing her in front of teachers and overall being a huge dick to someone years younger than him.

The teachers look the other way because Alexander's the principals nephew and they don't want to lose their jobs. Students look the other way either because they, like alex, hate Vi and want to take it out on her or their just scared of the repercussions of standing against him.

(Name) tried to get him to stop behind the scenes quite a lot of times. Appealing to their past status as friends and even promising to go on a date with him if he'd just leave the poor girl alone. But he just shook his head and said that that 'poor ass family' had to pay and stopped to conversation at that.

The cheerleader pops the bubblegum loudly in her mouth, making sure it reaches the only two standing up in the middle of the lunchroom. The sound cuts off Alex's stupid ass taunts and makes him then towards the (haircolored) girl who cups one of her hands to her face and leans on the lunch table, obviously bored.

"Got something to say (lastname)?" He raises an eyebrow challengingly, thin lips twitching downwards when (name) says nothing and instead just blows up another pink gum bubble.

The girl pops it again and chews loudly. "Yeah actually, when are you gonna leave that poor girl alone?" She uncrosses her legs and prepares to stand up.

"What?" Alexander let's out a little snicker, surprised that she's so blunt in public. He turns to the cheerleader, forgetting the glaring bluenette behind him.

(Name) stands up, smoothing her skirt out and letting it fall to her knees. "I mean, I get it Vi literally stole your girl and handed your ass to you on a silver platter, but it's done- it's over now, just let it go dude."

Powder behind him stops attempting the impossible task of picking up the sticky mess of cheesy mashed potatoes from the tiled floor and instead stares ahead, her mouth opened slightly showing off her cutely gapped teeth.

Alex scoffs at her words and crosses his arms. "Your really sticking up for this bootlicker and her jailbird of a sister?" He questions, the threat clear in his words.

(Name) shrugged. "Nobody else seems to be." And with that the conversation is over. The (haircolored) girl brushing past him and bending over slightly, offering the girl on the floor a hand that she takes with shaking fingers.

A tingle flows through (name)'s body where their fingers touch and the girl bites back a gasp. Suddenly a lot more self conscious after successfully grabbing the hand of her kinda sorta maybe longtime crush.

Slowly, she pulls the bluenette off the ground until she's standing up right in front of her. The cheerleader awkwardly picking off chunks if mashed potatoes from powder's outfit and clearing her throat. "There. Good as new." (Name) flashes another (hopefully comforting, most likely off putting) smile at powder's bewildered face and picks the lunch tray up. Not even bothering with the food on the ground.

The older girl, in front of everyone, gestures to her own table where there's only her lunch box. "Wanna come sit? I don't think I can fix this." She lifts the tray in question and looks over to the food on the floor. "But I have packed an extra lunch with me."

Powder blinks and stares for a few seconds at the offer and (name) grows even more embarrassed at the amount of eyes still on them. She'd never invited another person back over to her table before. Caitlyn has, most of the other cheerleaders have, but the girl never really felt comfortable talking to somebody else while eating.

"Yes." Powder's voice is soft, a slight rasp curls around her words and a monotonous edge is imbedded in the sound. Her voice brings a small fluttery feeling to her chest and nestles butterflies in her previously settled stomach.

This isn't even close to the first time (name) has ever heard the younger girls voice, not even close. But it's the first time it's actually directed at her and the acknowledgement is what sends her over the moon.

(Name) nods a little too quickly and forces off the smile threatening to pull at her cheeks. "Cool." She hopes powder can't hear the voice crack. The cheerleader bounces on her feet, feeling as if she won a million dollars as she pulls the sophomore over to her vacated table.

Powder stumbles over a little less gracefully and sits down. Bunching away from the older girl almost immediately and drawing in on herself. Barley visible light pink blush dotting her perfect freckled cheeks.

(Name) thinks nothing of it, not offended at the girls blatant closed offness and pulls a nicely wrapped pretty calzone out of her pink bag, chips and a small drink leaving it after and she hands it to her junior.

Powder takes it slowly, as if thinking (name) would snatch it back and laugh in her face if she moves to quickly. (Name) would never.

Eventually she takes it, their fingers brushing against each other and making both girls shiver at the touch. Powder gently unwraps the calzone and takes a small nimble of it, her eyes lighting up when the flavors touches her tongue and she goes back immediately to take a larger one.

(Name) discreetly watches her, not even touching her own messily put together homemade burger, pride filling her while watching powder happily stuff her cheeks.

She stayed up all night perfecting that recipe she pawned off of cait who got it from Vi. That damned thing was a lot harder to make than it seemed and (name) gained even more respect for the pink haired girl who made it perfectly everytime. The cheese grating in and of itself nearly had the (hair color) quitting at multiple points during the night.

The cheerleader fiddles with her multiple hello kitty bandaids while she subtly watches the girl eat. Elated all the hard work paid off and she didn't chicken out yet again on actually giving it to the bluenette.

"T-thank you." The younger girl's voice breaks through her thoughts easily and (name) pretends like she hadn't been staring. A small blush be falling her face at powder's piercing blue eyes. Her cheeks has small smudges of grease on them and her breath smells of pepperoni.

"I- anytime." The cheerleader nods. Happy to have the bluenettes attention for the first time in the six years that she's liked her. Her leg bounces under the table while powder absentmindedly comes slightly closer, their bodies no where near touching but there's a change in the air around them, a strange relaxation flowing through them both. The start of something new.

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Yes, older powder is a kind of difficult character for me to write🥲

Morning fluff with Jinx? Honestly she deserves it.

Pairing: Jinx x Reader

Tags: fluff, morning fluff, established relationship, domestic fluff

A/N: Honestly Jinx's hair can be a weapon.

Jinx doesn't let a lot of people touch her hair

Come on, she's had to grow it out for a very long time, you know she's gonna take good care of it

So you're a little hesitant to ask her if you could braid her hair for the first time

Her can get pretty tangled up in the morning and she often lets you help her untangle it but she hasn't let you braid it yet

She's surprised when you ask if you can do it, but not that you're asking, that you're so shy about the fact

She'd let you do a lot more to her than that

Your shyness is adorable however, of course you can braid her hair, just be careful with it

If you do a good job she'll give you a kiss and more of you want

You've watched her braid her hair many times before this so you know how she likes it done

part 2/?

jinx x gn reader

tad bit angst tad bit angst, giving enemies to lovers but more like opposing sides to lovers ya know, insanely attractive love interest, ur a piltie rip, beware : author did not sleep before writing, tad bit nsfw

original part one request from @seetangus

“Fine by me, even better for you.”, Jinx quips

You’re aware of the crimes Jinx had committed. You’re not blind to her reputation and blood-stained hands. The gun still aimed in the direction of your mouth was a testimony to that, but for some reason, the only thing you’re hyper-aware of is the proposition Jinx has placed in front of you. “A date in exchange for a signature! Whaddya say, Piltie?” You assume you’ve heard Jinx wrong. That your brain has accidentally crossed the wires of reality and what you’ve been silently wishing for. “A date..?”, you parrot in disbelief. “Yes.. a date..”, Jinx responds, moving the gun toward your chest. She allows the gun to slide down from your throat, to your chin, to the middle of your chest before she continues, “Or is that not a fair exchange?”, her eyes soften and lips pout in feigned innocence.

The feeling of cold metal from the gun makes its way through the fabric of your clothes and the look in Jinx’s eyes aid in emphasizing the chill going down your spine. You don’t want to refuse but you’re reminded of the reason you were sent here in the first place. Your task at hand was not to bargain with the enemy, and it definitely was not to flirt with her. But then again, getting these documents signed was of the utmost importance. Conflicted, you respond, “I-I’m not sure… I’m not at a clearance level high enough where I can make those types of executive decisions without the approval of The Council.” Jinx snorts so hard the gun presses harder into your chest. “Ohhh comeeee onnnn. Why’d they send you here then?”

Thinking the question was genuine instead of rhetorical, you try to answer, “Well, as far a-” A cold sensation on your lips, but not from a gun. Jinx was using one finger to effectively silence you. “Shh, don’t even answer that. What if I sweeten the deal?” Without warning, Jinx leans herself up on her tip-toes and closes any concept of space between you two. Your eyes flutter at the feeling of her breath colliding with yours. She’s so close you could practically taste her lips already. “How about…” Your heart is thumping so hard you almost miss what she says next. “… an orgasm in exchange for a signature?”

You don’t dare speak, fearful of your mouth betraying you and exposing how you truly feel in this moment; turned on and fucking desperate. Somehow, Jinx takes your silence as an invitation to seal the deal. She crashes her lips against yours. The kiss is short-lived but effective. “Whaddya say? We skip the date and go straight to dessert?” This is wrong and you should be resisting. How did she manage to strip away every ounce of training I’ve had in such a short amount of time? How long had it been anyway? Caitlyn will be expecting my return soon. If I am going to make a decision it would have to be a good one and now.

Swallowing your dignity and pride, you finally answer the blue-haired minx. “Sure, but I’m going to need about five signatures.” Absolutely giddy, Jinx drops to her knees, already undoing your belt buckle. Looking up at you with eyes you can’t resist and a sharp smile, Jinx quips, “Fine by me, even better for you.”

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I love this idea!! I feel like they’d have really cute first moments together too! Both of them being careful and cautious of each other’s boundaries.

a/n: I loved writing this so much it also just reminded me of how touch starved I actually am : D

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You were making your way back to Jinx’s hideout, ducking and dodging from anyone that even seemed to be too close. Pulling back your hood once you’d made it and carefully walked over to her work bench where your beautiful blue haired girlfriend sat. Legs crossed in her chair, music blaring echoing of the walls, and sparks flying in front of her googles.

You stood for a moment just admiring her, how diligently she worked on her next project, how her blue locks draped over her lean shoulder to floor, how her cloudy tattoos seemed to glow around her torso and arms.

‘She’s gorgeous’

You walked silently up behind her doing you best to not alert her. Peering over her shoulder you couldn’t see her new project, only her paint cover hands tinkering with the object before her. You watched her work, in awe over the fact that she’s actually your girlfriend. That out of all people in Zaun she chose you, she trusts and loves you the most.

As if she could hear the thoughts in your head, she turned around bouncing from excitement at the sight of you. She smiled wildly while raising up her googles.

“Heya Sugar, didn’t hear ya come in” She giggled which sounded like music to your ears.

“Sorry didn’t mean to interrupt” You nervously rubbed at the back of your neck. “What’re you working on?”

Her bright blue lit up like Christmas lights on a tree. “OH! This?” She held up a rose made of different metal scraps and gears, wielded together and painted in a mix of her favorite neon colors.

“It’s a rose!” She laughed getting up to stand in front of you. Her bright baby blue eyes searched yours for any discomfort. “Can I?” She whispered looking from the rose to you. You nodded wordlessly your eyes never leaving hers as she slowly pushed the metal flower into your hair before pulling back.

“There! A flower for my flower!” She bubbled bouncing on the heels of her shoes and you heard the beautiful melody of her yet again. It rang in your ears filling your chest with butterflies and an yearning for the blue haired girl before you.

“Jinx?” You breathed out. “Hm?” She tilted hear to side as she stared at you blankly.

“C-can I hug you?” You pleaded your eyes looking down nervously at her shoes. Softly her delicate fingers found yours wrist wrapping around them warming your skin beneath them. “Of course, Angel” She smiled gently bringing you closer, your arms wrapped around her slim waist and hers around your neck.

Your body warmed at under touch, she was so soft you’d thought she’d actually turned into a cloud. Your eyes closed as you melted in her gentle arms, not understanding how hugging someone could feel so just amazing. ‘If I knew it’d be like this i’d have been in her arm’s sooner’

She hummed lowly against your ear, sending a new wave of butterflies through you. “That feel good Toots?” Her painted nails gently played and ran through the hair at the back of your neck.

You nodded pulling her closer as humanly possible as if you couldn’t get enough of her. “Stay like this? Forever?” You mumbled against her shoulder.

Lol, ok but some of them are huuuuge so excuse me if I make it a bit too silly. I just can't see getting away with some of these without some sort of mishap or major teasing. Like the challenge.

Kinda NSFW, but more implications that actual smut.

Silco

-The look on this man's face when you ever so sweetly asked him to take a seat on your lap.

-Could not tell if you were joking or not.

-Cue long inhale of his cigar when you told him you were not

-Fine, you wanted him on your lap? Then he would sit on your knee

-Smirked when you hugged his midsection

-If walked in on, would act like nothing was happening. If mentioned, he would just tell them that the chair wasn't as comfortable

-High key loves it

Jinx

-In your lap already

-Will play with your hair (if you have any). If you don't, she'll scratch your scalp.

This is a really fun ask Anon! I never thought about this before.

Pairing: Jinx, Vi, Caitlyn, Ekko, Silco, Sevika, Viktor, Jayce, Mel x Reader

Tags: fluff, established relationship, overworking, teasing, flirting

A/N: Arcane time again! It feels like it's been forever since s1 aired right?

Jinx would be an engineer. She always comes home covered in motor oil and grease. Even though she always wears gloves she gets blisters from working a lot and has pretty rough hands.

Sometimes she gets tired but she tries not to let it show too much, she just says she needs her powernap while cuddling with you and she's all set to go for another day.

"Ya were waiting up for me sugar? Ya didn't have to do that, I called you when I closed up didn't I? Had a little trouble on the way home so I had to improvise, might need to take the car to a shop soon. Or I can... what? I can fix it! The engine went poof one time sugar! One time."

Vi has her own gym, she used to be a MMA fighter before but now she works for herself, her own rules. It makes you worry less about her too.

As much as you loved seeing her in the ring you were also very worried about her well being a lot of the time. Now you have less to worry about when she goes to work and she still gets to show off for you when ever you visit the gym. You have a special membership.

"Here to work out with me sweet stuff? Or maybe you're here to watch? I'm fine either way, you know I love you watching me. We can hop into the shower later, I'm gonna be all sweaty and... wet. Hey don't hide behind the towel, let me see that cute face I missed so much."

Caitlyn would either be a police officer or a private detective because of her brilliant deduction skills. She tries not to talk about work a lot but sometimes you can see her mind wonder to a case she's working on.

Her work comes with risks of course but you know she's always being as careful as she can. She often comes home late, especially if it's a bug case she's working on but she also doesn't mind when you visit her in her office. In fact you're more then welcome to.

"Darling what is it? That time already? Time flies I suppose. Yes, I'll finish up soon. Just need to sort out some paperwork for the man we arrested. What's the arrest for? Oh come now, you know I can't disclose that. For your safety too. It wasn't that interesting anyway. It's always interesting when I'm talking about it? Are you flirting with me? Right now? Well good thing these walls are soundproof then."

Ekko works as a repair man, on anything from kitchen appliances to car engines. Because of this he too can come home a little smudged but he's never too dirty for a kiss and hug.

Because of his work he can fix up anything you need around your home, and he might do it for a little longer then needed just to put on a little show for you.

"Broken again? Firefly be honest, is it really or do you just want to see me on my back again? Ha alright, alright I'll take a look, but I swear if its... oh... that is... really, really broken. What the hell did you do to it? Not to worry, as you know I'm very good with my hands."

Silco would be a pharmacist. But he'd also be into pharmaceutical development as well. He's very passionate about what he does and often has books stacked up on his desk, even at home.

You could listen to him talk about his work for hours even if you don't fully understand everything. And no he will not prescribe you just anything, he knows how hooked people can get on those.

"Books on the desk? I'm sorry about that darling, I'll gather them up later I promise. A customer of mine had an allergic reaction to something that was prescribed to them so I'm trying to work out what I could suggest that would help with their problem. You also have a problem? Oh, that kind of problem. I see. Well let's see what I can do about that."

Sevika is a bodyguard but she does have a wide martial arts background. Due to her intimidating stature she can resolve most conflicts without force but she does enjoy a little skirmish every now and then.

You actually met because she was hired to guard you. Of course it was a little inappropriate at the time but when her job was finished she was more than happy to take you out on a date.

"What you looking at me like that for sugar lips? I look handsome? Well I should damn well hope you find me hot since we're dating. It was hard to keep your hands off me when we met? Oh I would have been more than happy to pin you against a wall and spread your legs. But I am a professional. Lucky for me you wanted to see again after."

Viktor would be a science professor. He does like inventing as well but he likes to take the opportunity to teach people the things he knows and maybe be an inspiration for them.

He loves reading and grading papers, seeing how his students think and encouraging them to look a different angles for solutions. You always feel happy when you see him grade a test and then he gets that proud smile on his face while doing so.

"I'll be done soon darling, just have a few more of these to get through. I think they are improving yes, quite quickly I might add. Because they have a great teacher? You flatter me my love. But thank you. What exactly do you want me to grade you on? Oh. Oh! Well I'm no expert at the topic myself, perhaps you could demonstrate for me?"

Jayce would be an inventor. Definitely has a membership in the gym so he could easily be mistaken for having a different job. He's too passionate about his job to do other things through.

Well other then you. You're his absolute favorite thing to do. When he gets home that is. He has been known to send flirty messages sometimes and has had an eureka moment while talking to you. He's very cute when he's concentrated.

"Hold on babe, this will just take a second, I need to write this down before I forget. Then you can have my full attention again. I swear you're some kind of lucky charm or something. Maybe you can go to work with me sometime, having you there might get the juices flowing faster. Not those juices! Get your mind out of the gutter."

Mel is a really good painter. It started out as a hobby but she took the initiative to make it her full time job. Has considered teaching it but is happy just drawing for now.

Will sketch you a lot, her book is full of sketches of you. She calls you her artblock destroyer. It also helps that you're really pleasing to look at. And no she will not show you each and every one since in her opinion some are too rough and scratchy.

Jinx x undead! fem! reader

Just a brief peak into the lives of jinx and reader in a zombie apocalypse in an alternate universe.

Happy Halloween

Warnings; blood, death, gore, necrophilia, noncon (technically since reader is dead/not all that present in the head) no seriously this gets kinda fucked up.

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Pink and blue nails take against the smooth cool surface. Tapping a small, echoing rhythm into the stained glass, almost immediately gaining a loud ghoulish moan in return.

Jinx smiles, tilting her head a little as a slightly decayed hand darts out and slams against the glass on it's other side. Right where her hand once was.

"Mmm, look at you," She rasps, looking into barley visible glossy (colored) eyes the faint overhead light barley reflecting on hazy pupils and giving her a much more ghost-like appearance.

The bluenette bounces on the balls of her feet, energy doubling at the thought of finally touching her girl after so many days apart. Watching from a distance isn't as fun.

A animalistic snarl interrupts her thoughts and jinx snaps her head back to the lovely sight in front of her. "You're beautiful." She reassures with a swift nod, magenta pink eyes rooming over the dead girls figure.

Foamy black bile drips from (name)'s still curled lips, slipping onto the already covered floor and staining her clothes even further. Her hair so knotted and greasy that it was hard to imagine it once was ever clean and healthy.

Slightly blackened fingers clench and unclench over the darkened glass while she hungrily thumbed where jinx's body should have been. Silver collar attached to the bloody wall behind her shines under the pale light.

Brutal bite marks cover her greyish body, once a carmine red turned a bruised purple, they look painful. A sliver of hopelessness slips over jinx, painfully in the heart. My poor baby.

Her pale gloved hand returns to the glass, wishing she could be touching (name) instead, raking her nails through the (curly, coily, straight) hair and touching the once smooth (colored) skin.

Jinx huffs in anger. Her head falling and resting on the now warm glass white she watches (name)'s blank expression though azure lashes.

She loved you. She loved you and you couldn't even protect her.

"I'm sorry." She whispers to no one. A clink of chains is her only answer.

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(Name)'s back is to her. Body curled up into a up right fetal position as she feasts on the brutalized corpse beneath her.

Jinx sits behind her, watching in amazement as her girlfriend demolishes the once intact man. She looks beautiful.

(Name) rips apart of the muscle from his bone with her teeth. Blunt molares gnashing against each other roughly at every chew, scarlet blood leaking from her bruised lips. The disturbing sound of human-ish growls leaving her at every swallow.

Well she always is beautiful.

Jinx reaches out almost in a trance, long fingers stretching out and caressing the back of her head. (Name) stiffens at first, not expecting the touch and jinx frowns and rubs her again, a lot rougher this time.

After the third touch (name) goes back to normal. Well, as normal as she, a zombie, can be. Returning to her game of seeing how much meat she can seperate from bone.

Jinx rakes her fingers through matted hair, making a small note to grab a comb next time she goes on a run. Her long nails sometimes getting stuck on the stray knots, wincing even when it becomes a common occurrence.

Eventually, (name) is done eating and limply rests against jinx's body behind her, the heat from such a revealed, living body warming up her backside. Jinx stays glued to the zombie, even when a shiver runs through her.

Light groans leave her girls bloody mouth as jinx's boney hands run all along her torso. Slipping under the zombies shirt and feeling up from her lower stomach to her unmoving chest.

She's calm. Surprisingly, letting it happen even though the times before, she'd never allow jinx to even lift up her dirty shirt to clean her before she'd lash out. Jinx isn't complaining though, taking the time to re-learn her lovers newly altered body, taking her time happily. I wonder if she'd-

Jinx decides to push her luck, caressing the edges of the bites underneath her shirt. She's usually very sensitive to her past fatal wounds. (Name) still doesn't move, her head dropping lazily to watch jinx's pale fingers. Jinx smiles.

The bluenettes other hand reaching upwards until she's cupping a soft, squishy mound in her hand through the cushiony black basic bra.

The zombie in her lap unnaturally dormant while the curious human behind her ran her hands over whatever she dared to touch.

A small groan leaves the (hair colored) zombie when the girl behind her grows bolder and sticks one painted long fingernail into the large teeth marks of whatever savages (name) had been attacked by.

Jinx's eyes darken slightly. She wasn't even supposed to be there. I was supposed to-

Another ghoulish groan snaps her put of her thoughts once again. Magenta pink eyes snap up and stare into milky (eyecolored) ones. The foamy haze startling the bluenette momentarily before she relaxes.

"Hi." The human takes a quick breath, feeling uncomfortable with the pressure in the room she grins; grabbing hold of (name)'s cheeks and pulls them up into a forced grin. "Look at that! An' almost natural smile!" The bluenette giggles, pulling the zombie back into her once more. Arms linking around her girlfriend's back.

Holding onto a dead girl? How far you've fallen.

This voice sounds uncomfortably like her adoptive father, a frown falling on her lips at imaginary silco's mocking tone. "Shut up." The bluenette lashes out, a small growl present in her already raspy voice.

"She's here. She's here and she won't ever leave me. Not again." Jinx snuggles into the neck of her undead (haircolored) girlfriend and gives a loud exhale into her collarbone.

When she closes her eyes, it almost felt like it used to. Before the accident, when (name) was (name) and not a monster. No! She's not a monster! She's- shes just sick, it's curable. I can fix it.

"Not the monster." Jinx rasps lightly into her lovers neck; shaking her head quickly, unsettling the once settled zombie beneath her.

(Name) notices the humans state and let's out a soft warning growl that sends jinx spiraling further. "I did this! I did it, it's my fault-i wasn't there!"

She violently rocks the zombie back and forth mind flashing back to mere weeks ago to where she'd found her girlfriends corpse lying discarded in the rain.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm-"Slow bright pink tears roll down her pale cheeks and into (name)'s shoulders. Her words becoming intelligible as she rambles on even more, stumbling over her words until they become loud sobs.

You did this. You killed her, this is your faul-

"Shhhh." A low groan interrupts her self loathing from hitting any lower levels. Jinx snaps her eyes open immediately, emotions doing a complete 180.

A heavy dose of deja vu filling her at the zombies obvious word choice.

"Baby?" Blue braids go flying as jinx whips her head away from her love's neck to look her in the eye.

Magenta pink irises looking into (colored) ones. The blurry film that used to fog them up almost completely gone. Her zombie girlfriend lifts a sluggish hand up to rub her cheek.

Joyful tears gather in the corners of her eyes that she refuses to spill. Jinx launches herself onto (name)'s body once again, balling up in (name)'s lap.

"You're you! -you're here! How-" Jinx cuts herself off everytime, burrowing her body deeper into her girlfriends.

(Name)'s leaky lips make contact with jinx's neck and the bluenette wonders how she'd gotten so lucky.

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Ends abruptly because one of two things are happening.

WARNINGS. angst. complicated relationships. blood. my fave type of ish

the tile is cold where i sit, the temperature beneath me just a degree away from agony.

i feel like an angel on the cutting room floor.

you’re wearing gore, a blank stare, not much more.

even with the steam of your shower filling the room, i always seem to find myself tense and shivering at the hands of your presence. naked on the floor, my forearms are wrapped around my chest - my nails digging crescent shaped holes into my shoulders. thick clumps of wet hair was tangled along my back; like a shadow following behind a light.

whenever you’re around i wonder how i let myself back into your abyss.

i think back to you in a moment of weakness, and that’s how the cycle repeats. your dark wings, and my cold and callused fingers. your bruised ego, and my uncircumstantially rose colored weather.

even through a blackened eye i see you.

even if you threw a punch we both know i could never dodge - lord knows i wouldn’t want to. i used to scream for touch, i’d bleed for anything if it held me the right way.

maybe you want to hurt me. so what.

all that matters is that you want me at all.

so i sit still and good, even if i’m angry. even if i’m freezing on the floor.

“c’mooooonnnn, sugar. you know i didn’t mean to hurt ya! or any of ‘em for that matter.”

my eyes plant onto you.

her.

head peeking out of the shower, her unabashedly shameless naked silhouette stood firm amongst the steam. i don’t notice, however, because my eyes are trained on the watered down blood that trickles alongside the curve of her ribcage. down the point of her chin. the pool beneath her feet.

thinning reddish liquid, the compounds of tyranny forming a less harsh substance once mixed with water. a form less harsh than an hour ago, when i was on the ground and jinx was hovered atop of me like a carnivorous coyote.

or maybe i wasn’t such a rabbit afterall. maybe it was my fault like always.

i offer her nothing. no reassurance, even though i wanted to, she didn’t really deserve it. her brow arches, and she shifts her weight to one outward foot - that’s how i know my reluctance bothered her.

and we both know i like to poke the bear.

“come in the shower. you look like shit.”

i blink and the blood is gone. the steam turned into a ghoulish blue powder,

and i am on the cutting room floor

an angel

wearing gore

a blank stare,

not much more.

summary: you’re baking a cake and jinx is curious as to why

warnings: uhhh bad writing?? not proofread sooo 😭

words: 1.4k

a/n: happy birthday to my beloved ☹️

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Game Night!

Jinx x gn!reader

Pure funny fluff! That's the only thing I came up with, hope that's a good thing, thanks for your request! Not a lot but I reeeally enjoyed writing it :D

Saturday night. Oh, if you think that Jinx likes Saturday nights, that's a HUGE understatement.

SHE LOVES SATURDAY NIGHTS, OKAY?

Comfy pillows. Blankets. Snacks. Video games. And, the most importantly, your cute butty!

"HAHAHAH! YOU'RE SOOOO SLOW, PUMPKIN!"

Jinx literally jumps from her seat, tossing controller in your arms (instead of right on the floor like she did the last game night, which ended with her giggly "oops?") and doing a small winner dance on the couch. You only smile, leaving both controllers on your lap and watching your overexcited about her win in Injustice girlfriend.

"Not fair. You were cheating!" You lean back, playfully complaining with a whine. She rolls her eyes.

"Well it's only your problem if getting some kisses from your girlfriend is a distraction to you, duckling, cuz I DEFINITELY DID NOT, a'right?"

Jinx sits down, grabbing a handful of popcorn from shared bowl. You open your mouth expectantly, but instead of some popcorn you receive a playful bite on your lip and a laugh. You can't really help but laugh too, forgetting about popcorn immediately.

"'kay, babe, just kiddin' there. Here's your pity prize for your thrid lose in a row," She tosses some popcorn in your mouth, giggling. You whine in response, chewing on popcorn. "I mean seriously, you're so easy to distract! Could've just give up the win to me without even trying, sweets..." Jinx grins, leaning back and tossing the rest of popcorn in her mouth.

"SO YOU ADMIT THAT YOU WERE DOING THAT ON PURPOSE!"

The next second pillow is tossed in her, she catches it with a pouty face, hugging the pillow and resting her head on it. Oh she knows what she's doing. Pouty face, her most deadly weapon.

"I was only tryna to show ya my undying love to you-u-u..."

Oh here she goes again.

You sigh, crawling closer to your girl, and hug her, placing small kisses to her temple and practically feeling the pout turn into winning grin again.

"Aww, not really convinced in yer sincerity there, cutie. Needa more kisses!"