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pinkroulette · 1 year

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requesting kisses with the arcane ladies, please? 🥺

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

— cassandra kiramman...

...oh how cassandra loves to kiss your cheeks, they are soft and warm, the best way to gently grasp your attention. she works so long that she finds you standing in front of the stove or the sink, seemingly deep in thoughts. she stands behind you, her hands gently taking a hold of your waist as her head rests on your shoulder and she leans forward a bit to press a sweet kiss on your cheek. she murmured something softly as you turn around, returning the feelings before she leans in once again, pressing a lingering kiss on your cheek that barely misses the corner of your lips.

— grayson...

...it might seem unusual or sound ridiculous but grayson whenever out in public craves to kiss you she kisses the inside of your wrists. she guides her hand gently down from your shoulder to your forearms, gently gripping it before bringing your wrist up to her lips and placing a delicate kiss on the soft kiss. the sensitive skin lets her and you enjoy the kiss just as if it was a lip to lip contact but she also loves how you shiver a little, always guessing why. is it excitement? surprise? or maybe embarrassment? either way, she really enjoys the warmth and the tickling pulses of your blood veins.

— renata glasc...

...it sounds so childish for a woman as serious as renata that she enjoys the kisses she leaves on your nose rather than anything else. squishing your cheeks together, smiling as you struggle to just your lips out into a pout. she finds you extremely cute, like a little child who is being showered with affection by her mother and not at all enjoying it. she places a tender kiss on your nose, chuckling as your whole face scrunched up. so she places another, and another until you are laughing along with her and ask to be given a kiss on the lips.

— sevika...

...sevika might just be the epitome of seduction with her jaw and neck kisses she treats you with on the regular. the pinch of uncertainty and surprise is something sevika adores because non of you can tell which route she will go. every time she is on the verge of kissing you on the lips or will she bite your pretty neck, just graze her teeth against the thin skin to show how hot of a lover she really is. it's lascivious to kiss someone's neck, light bites, and skin sucking are something that she associates with showing affection she can't put into words. sevika also, won't admit it out loud, but loves when you cradle her head with your arm, scratching her scalp while muttering some sweet words for her to enjoy.

— ambessa medarda...

...ambessa acts like a knight in shining armor and you are her princess', there is little to be surprised of when she reveals that her favorite kisses are the ones she plasters on your hand on top or on the knuckles. she even goes to lengths sometimes to kneel down, playing out that little fantasy of courting you time and time again. she loves how hesitant you always are when you give her your hand, the way you turn your head to the side but with one eye watching as she kisses up and down on your hand with your cheeks flushed up to your ear. she tugs your on our hand to pull you lower while also pushing herself up and meet you in the middle to seal your lips together.

— jinx...

...jinx loves peppering kisses on your face, all over, quick pecks without any reason just to kiss you. does she need a reason to kiss you? that's what she thought, she needs non. they are quick, energetic, and messy just like her. jinx likes it when you try to outdo her with the kisses, both of you loudly counting between laughs and kisses who have more. it is one of her favorite things to waste her time on before coming up with new ideas for flame chompers or new designs for fishbone. who wouldn't love a kissing competition?

— caitlyn...

...ear kisses are so playful and caitlyn absolutely adores them. in her opinion it gives both of you a much-needed break from everything in general but she also knows how sensitive of a place it is, very prone to tickling, to her nice breath, to her wet but hot tongue to tease you. these kisses are private, always accompanied by sweet compliments. the back of your ear is also something she often aims for, gives her the perfect angle to bite the shell of your ear with her perfect teeth and get you flustered. ear kisses are intimate, something that shows much affection towards the one you truly love in caitlyn's opinion and she just can't get that breathy whimper out of her mind when she catches you off guard.

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pinkroulette · 1 year

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Jinx x fem reader ask! Reader is a mage still trying to figure their powers out. One day when jinx has one of her episodes and the voices are really tearing her down while she's also suffering from a panic attack, reader rushes to her and desperate for it to stop, unwittingly uses her magic to calm jinx' mind so the voices stop and she feels calm again. All while reader is going "it's okay. You're safe. I'm here." And other soothing words. And then both realize just what happened.

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.

“We’ll show them Toots, we’ll show them all I promise”

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pinkroulette · 1 year

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i need to see the arcane characters blushing. i just know a forehead kiss and softly spoken pet name would get like half of them to melt instantly

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

-Loses her mind because she loves it so much! She threw herself into your arms and gave you the biggest kiss of your life

-She will spray paint 'Pudding loves Sweets' everywhere in her den. It just makes her so happy

•Ekko

-Babe. Straight up, both of you use babe.

-Unless it is very tender moment and he is being romantic, then you are his firelight. (I don't care if that is overused, it is an amazing pet name and you can take it from my dead body)

-You give him funny nicknames to tease him sometimes, but the one that got his attention was big boy.

-Most of his life it's been little man, but for some reason, hearing you say big boy (even if it was a tease) boosts his ego

-Make a metal flower for you as a thank you and as a symbol of how he will love you forever

•Scar (bat guy from the Firelights)

-This big guy is not a talker so using pet names isn't something he does

-The two of you are very sweet on one another, so calling him beloved just felt right.

-He had to hug you after you said it so you wouldn't see him cry because he is just so soft. Don't tell anyone though.

-The kids will pretend to gag and mock you two if you say it in front of them, but he doesn't care. It gives Ekko a crisis.

-Secretly loves being called daddy in private

•Vander

-Oh, he calls you sugar because you taste so sweet

-Likes to remind you by whispering in your ear. Straight up tease.

- Papa bear is what you call him, and he will punch anyone's face in who mocks it. That is his badge of honor.

-First time you called him that, he chuckled and nudged you. "That would make you mama bear."

-Another who is kind of into the daddy kink

•Finn

-Blossom is his go to. The reason why is raunchy, but no one needs to know that little secret, now do they?

-He reminds you of a tiger with that intense look of his, how he looks like he is going to pounce at any given moment

-Gets off on you calling him that. Will also call you kitten

•Jayce

-You make him all soft inside and has always thought you otherworldly, so he calls you angel

-It took a long time for you to come up with a good nickname but after staring at the Talis family crest you came up with hammer

-He isn't one for a large amount of PDA (except with Viktor lol) and he tends to call you this very gently or in private. You don't mind because everyone knows who he goes home to at the end of the night

-He's strong, durable, and is helping build the way for the future. Also the family crest and he works with one

-He'll be a bit embarrassed at first but that's because he is easy to fluster. You also get him with lewd jokes about hammering.

•Viktor

-If it is a classic and romantic pet name, he calls you it just to see you bite your lip and blush

-It's hard to get him back like that, since he is secretly a devious little man, but then showing affection to him publicly tends to make him blush and put his hand on the small of your back

-He's so used to the world being cruel towards him, but your affections really does something inside of him and he has to convince himself to not propose to you immediately

-Privately it always leads to the most tender kisses and him telling you how much he loves you.

•Mel

-Classy lady likes classy names. Darling, dove, my dear.

-You will use the same ones but it has an affect on her that she didn't expect

-Surprised or bashful smiles is how she tells you she likes it. It doesn't look like anything to others around you but it's like a secret language

•Sevika

-Baby doll, sweet cheeks, honey buns, toots, all of the names

-Day one you called her your goddess, because she just seemed above normal people.

-Anyone says anything about it, immediate broken nose. Do not mock her nickname.

-As with Jinx, you don't really use your name anymore because she never says it

-Unless she's under you or vice versa

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A/N: sorry this took so long. I am dealing with health issues and being a parent at the same time. Hope you still enjoy it! It was a challenge! On a side note, my husband's nickname is hammer lol

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pinkroulette · 1 year

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MA GOOOD this is so cute

Promise | Jinx x Reader

Jinx masterlist | Main masterlist

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 :)

There was a mistake in the lab.

Unlike before, when someone took shimmer, they immediately became addicted. People couldn't live without it but it slowly killed them.

If you worked for Silco, you took it, you were told what to do, killed whoever you were ordered to kill, then moved on. But now it's permanent. You can no longer control it, and it spreads. Shimmer, that was once a drug, has become a disease.

It spread fast; no one saw it coming. You used see a shimmer head and think nothing of it. But now you run. Run before it can catch you and infect you.

Which was a very difficult task, because shimmer makes its host more alive in many ways. It enhances everything about you, strength, speed, stamina, all while it slowly kills you. Shimmer can make you ten times stronger than Silco's right hand man. It was almost impossible to beat them. That is unless you shot them in the head. Or blow them to pieces.

Lucky for you, you have a girlfriend who plays with guns and blows shit up for fun.

The two of you were on the hunt for food, your current supplies running low. And while you found food before entering the forest, you also needed to find water and shelter—the water in the undercity was never clean, so you had to do it yourselves. Meaning you also needed to create a fire, which wasn't too difficult to be done, you had what you needed for it, but knowing all the extra work that came with it annoyed you.

And now here you were, finally at the fork in the road.

Splitting up was never a good idea, especially when nighttime was near, but you had to get your supplies as quick as possible. You couldn't do that if you both were searching in the same place, right?

You swore you saw the reflection of water when you were on top of the smaller than usual-mountain-earlier. It was somewhere hidden in the forest you were currently trudging through, trailing the opposite way of the small building Jinx spotted with her telescope. It looked abandoned, meaning it could be empty, which is why she had to check it out to see if it could be used as temporary shelter while you filled up a bucket of water. It could be filled with shimmer heads.

You'd discussed the possibility of it being filled with the infected for the past however long you'd walked. She'd come to the conclusion that she would just blow the place to bits if it was. And while her solution didn't satisfy you, you knew she was better than okay at handling weapons. But even then, backup never hurt. "It's a done deal," she'd said.

"But we can just go together!"

"We need water!"

Jinx clasped her hands around yours, searching your eyes in attempt of reassurance.

"You promise me you'll be safe?" You both knew you couldn't make promises like that, because in this new reality, survival wasn't guaranteed. But she needed something to hold onto, otherwise you'd be stuck out in the middle of nowhere with no fire, trying to calm her down from a panic attack.

"You promise me." You replied. Because as much as she worried about you, you knew you worried 10 times harder. What if she let the voices take control What if she broke down in the middle of an encounter with shimmer heads? What if she got bit? What if she-

She brought her head to yours, having noticed the panic written on your face.

You grimaced, closing your eyes along with hers, "sorry." This was supposed to be about making sure she stayed calm, that she was reassured and confident enough to go alone. And here you were, letting your ugly thoughts control you.

She shook her head, "don't be." She brought your hand to her chest, pressing it to her heart. You felt it thumping, the thing that kept her alive, the very thing that beats for you.

It was an action you usually took. And the fact that she was using it to help you broke you a little, suddenly feeling vulnerable and not wanting to leave her side.

"We don't have to do this," she whispered, opening her eyes to encourage you to see the honesty there.

"No. We'll get through it faster this way. Just make sure we meet back here, okay? And light the smoke if anything happens." The more you convinced her to go through with it, the less convinced you felt yourself.

"We'll be okay, I promise." I promise.

You never promised each other anything, because you both knew better. Especially promising that you'll both be fine alone, going through a forest probably crawling with shimmer heads while nighttime was near. But you believed her.

You nodded, "yeah. We'll be okay."

You took her hands and reciprocated the action of letting her feel your heartbeat. You were both here, alive and filled with love. Nothing could take you away from each other.

She let out a breath, finally getting the reassurance she needed.

Your hands synchronized three squeezes. I love you.

You nodded at each other once more and went your separate ways.

Usually when you walked, it was with Jinx. You very rarely split up, because it was stupid to. But you really did need supplies as fast as possible. You walked faster.

The silence was deafening and it left you with your thoughts. With Jinx, silence filled you with peace. Thoughts of what life with her could be like if it wasn't for the disease.

God, you couldn't imagine what this horrible silence was doing for Jinx and her thoughts.

You nearly turned back, almost forgetting the importance of water until you thought-

A life with Jinx.

You can't make each other any promises for a reason, it was too risky.

But...what if you promised a life with her?

A promise of a life with who you believed to be your soulmate sounded too good to be true.

And it was, especially when your living conditions weren't ideal. But she'd already promised that you'd be okay. You can promise her a long life together, right?

You finally reached the lake, sighing in relief at the thought of getting back to Jinx.

But then something caught your eye. Something shiny, it was small. You picked it up from where it was buried under the dirt and observed it, gasping at the realization. You'd been so engrossed in the tiny object that you didn't register a twig snapping in the distance. Not until you felt a presence behind you.

"....That's not you, is it Jinx?"

It growled.

Shit.

You didn't register anything you did until you were up and running.

Which didn’t do much, because within seconds it had you pinned to the floor.

You pulled out the knife that was stuffed up your sleeve and sliced across it’s jaw, momentarily distracting it from you.

It roared from the unexpected pain, throwing its upper half back and giving you space to scurry away.

As you ran, you reached for the handgun that hung off your belt, feeling the ground start to shake a few moments later as the creature caught up with you. You reached a tree and climbed to the tallest branch, frantically searching for any weapon you could find. You pulled out a bomb. Bingo.

You threw it down at the shimmer head that had just reached the bottom of the tree. It looked down to observe the object as it jumped and jittered in place, giving you hope that this could end right now. You’d be out of the situation in seconds.

You climbed down the opposite side of the tree that you came up, jumping and landing on your feet, attempting to run away faster than before to get away from the explosion.

Except you didn’t get 5 steps in before the creature grabbed you. It threw you to the floor, sending the gun that was still in your hand flying behind you.

It resumed its previous position, except this time it held your hands by your head, affectively trapping you under its body.

If Jinx’s bombs were able to kill these shimmer heads, there’s no way you’d get out of this alive. Which reminded you of something. Your head turned, attempting to spot the bomb to see what the fuck happened.

It wasn’t going off. Why wasn’t it going off?! It should have already!

What the fuck were you going to do now?

It was a few moments of the shimmer head seemingly searching for the perfect place to take a bite out of you that you thought, just get it over with dammit.

But you couldn’t do that. You couldn’t give up and let Jinx crumble in the consequences of your death. All because you couldn’t try fighting it off.

But seriously, what were you supposed to do?

You looked everywhere you could with the big body that loomed over you. You stretched your leg out just the smallest bit and felt something. Was it the bomb? The object started jumping and shaking like your bombs usually did when they were activated. Oh my god it’s right there.

The noise distracted the creature again. It turned its body fully to watch the moving object.

You’re lucky shimmer heads didn’t have any type of intelligence yet.

You quickly turned, standing up to reach back for your gun and turned your body again to face the infected, aiming for its head.

If the bomb didn’t work the first time, what makes you think it’d work a second time?

And you swore someone was watching you and hoping, praying for your demise because the gun was empty.

You had to dig in your pockets to fill it up, the creature having heard the failed fire as it slowly advanced towards you. You started running backwards, keeping your face towards the shimmer head and quickly loaded the gun. You nearly pulled the trigger when a fucking rock so happened to be there, tripping you and sending you flying onto your back.

The shimmer head stopped in front of you. Perfect shot.

You pulled the trigger, a mix pink and red blood making a nasty splat on your face. This creature couldn’t have been bitten for nearly a week if some of its blood was still red.

You wiped your face, shaking off the shock from everything that happened, noticing how everything that could’ve went wrong, went wrong.

Oh well, it’s done now.

You took the bucket from the big bag that hung over your back and got the water, practically sprinting back to the spot you were supposed to meet Jinx.

•°•

You were still in the midst of processing your near death experience, having gone through many but that never made it easier. It couldn't have been 5 minutes in of waiting and worrying over your girlfriends being when you saw the blue clouds.

Shit. No no no.

She's in danger, she's hurt. The small building was probably filled with shimmer heads. They could all be surrounding her right now. She can't take all of them. Oh no no no.

You immediately felt your empty hand, the one that was supposed to be holding the bucket of water.

Well fuck. That was all for nothing.

But making sure Jinx was safe was more important. What good would water be if she's lying dead on the floor?

You ran and ran, noticing halfway through that the smoke was fading. And when you finally reached it, nothing seemed destroyed or broken, there was no noise. It was eerily quiet. Fuck. No. I'm too late.

You heard her call your name. Oh my god. By some miracle she's still alive.

You burst through the doors, not being considerate of how much noise you made.

"Jinx! Are you okay?!"

And there she was, completely unscathed (aside from the cut on her left cheek from yesterday and the purple bruises that stuck from last week).

So....she wasn't hurt?

"You fucking scared me!"

She flinched, "I'm sorry.." You saw the way she folded into herself, she felt unsure all of the sudden, not knowing if using the call was a good idea.

You felt horrible and sighed, shaking your head, realizing you let the stress of a long day get to you. "No no, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to raise my voice." She probably got scared, panicked, maybe she was worried about you. Goodness, you needed to watch your temper.

You walked up to Jinx, ready to embrace her. It was then that she finally got a good look at your face.

"Hey," she said, her brows furrowing.

"Hey you."

"Why is there blood and shimmer all over you?" Oh. Right.

"I ran into a shimmer head- I swear I'm okay! See? I'm still here in one piece," her face fell, the mention of one getting close to you sent her into a spiral. She could see everything now, your scraped elbows, skidded kneecaps, and your bruised wrists from where the creature grabbed you. You could tell that she was beginning to panic. You already know what she was thinking, practically reading her mind.

I insisted on splitting up. I did this. You could've gotten hurt- no. You did get hurt. Look at all the blood! Oh my god did you get bit-

You brought her hand up to your heart.

Her face crumbled and she broke into little sobs, her hand squeezing your shirt tightly in her fist. Your arms went around her, holding her upright to keep from completely collapsing.

"Shhh, sh sh sh. It's okay, you're okay. We're okay, yeah? Just like you promised."

You could feel her shakey breaths on your chest and her trembling form against you as you caressed her back. You hated this, you hated when she got like this. It felt like someone stuck their hand in your chest and ripped your heart out. It hurt.

"It's beating," she choked out. You nodded, resting your cheek on her head. "It wouldn't be doing that if I got bit, would it?"

She shook her head and sniffed when she finally looked up, her eyes still filled with tears. And it felt like the person who ripped your heart out was now squeezing it.

You grabbed the side of her face that held the fresh cut from yesterday, trying to ground her.

She was partially calmed down now, "let me clean you up. Please?"

You nodded.

•°•

You were sitting on a stool that was randomly propped in the corner of the huge shed. The place was completely empty, save for the surprisingly working lantern that was now sat next to you.

"Water?"

"Oh....I left it at the spot." You grimaced, thinking of how stupid the situation was. You could've just followed her here in the first place, there really was no need to split up.

She smiled, "Silly girl."

You giggled along with her, feeling lightheaded from all the worrying you did today. It felt nice to just sit down and be calm. Nighttime was equally as stressful as daytime. The two of you taking turns on lookout for the infected, sometimes the two of you didn't sleep at all, letting paranoia take control. So sitting here, admiring your girlfriend with her eyebrows furrowed in a concentrated manner, lips forming a pout, it was a feeling you'd never forget. And oh my god, her freckles. Before everything, you'd lay in bed with her and count them. It was always too dark to tell if you'd counted the same one twice, but it didn't matter to you. You could stare at her for hours and never get bored. Jinx was perfect.

She wiped off as much dry grime and blood as she could without a proper wet cloth to clean it.

"All done," she stated proudly, setting the dirty cloth down and cradling your face gently, keeping your eyes on hers just to look at you. To fully take in the fact that you were okay.

You flopped your head forward and onto her stomach. Letting the days events get to you.

You fell into another one of those comfortable silences, the one where you were able to fantasize about a life together.

"I'm okay because of you."

She scoffed, "You almost died because of me." She sounded angry, but it wasn't directed at you.

"No. We were both at fault." You look up at her, your eyes telling her everything. You loved her, the shimmer head encounter wasn't your fault, nothing bad that happens is your fault, you're loved, you're appreciated.

And although you knew she could see it on your face, you still voiced it. Knowing that the voices in her head could trick her into thinking bad thoughts.

She swallowed her sobs, trying so hard not to cry again. Never fully digesting the fact that you actually loved her.

She listened to you talk.

"-and that leads me to this....I wanted to give you something. To-" you took a deep breath. "To make a promise."

You continued to hold her tightly to your body, your face still on her stomach, peering up at her. And you didn't elaborate, not until she asked you to. Not until she understood the weight of your words.

She nodded, signaling for you to continue.

You swallowed down your nerves and searched your pockets. Shit. Where is it?

You stood up, patting down your pants in effort to see if you'd missed the small object the first time.

No.

You dig in your sock, letting out a big breath of relief. Apparently you'd thrown it in there when that shimmer head approached you.

Another deep breath.

You got down from the stool and onto your knee, displaying the ring on your palm.

She was staring in awe, the most overwhelming look of fondness that you’d never seen before was on her face.

“I want you to marry me, Jinx. And I know, before you say this is stupid and completely idiotic of me because like, with the world quite literally ending? How can we have a life together when there’s monsters chasing us down? It’s crazy, I know that. But I want- no. I need to promise you something. I need to let you know that I love you, that I always will. I promise to always protect and give you the long and happy life that you deserve”

"I know, and I trust you. I'll protect you too." Your eyes, that were trained on her lips out of nervousness finally met her eyes. They were glistening with tears, which in turn made you more emotional.

You nodded. Your voice barely a whisper now, “til death do us part and all that crap. I just- you make me really happy and so.....yeah. Will you um, marry me? Maybe? I get if you think this is stupid but-” you were tripping over your words now. Completely and utterly wrecked with emotion, not sure if you could continue until-

“I’ll marry you! A million times yes! Yes yes yes!” She threw herself onto you, making you fall on the floor, sending you both into giggling messes. She was leaning over you, her tears falling on your cheeks as she just looked at you, an emotional wreck on the dirty floor.

You were honestly glad she'd stopped you from attempting to keep going, both relived that she’d said yes and because you knew you’d have resorted to speaking gibberish.

She probably did it on purpose. Sensing that you were having trouble forming any sentences in your emotional state.

You brought the ring to her face.

“Don’t be surprised if this doesn’t fit....I kind of just found it on the floor.” You put it to her ring finger, and what do you know. It fit perfectly.

You brought your bodies to an upright position while continuing to sit on the uncomfortably hard floor.

She smiled, holding your neck tight in her arms and asked, "So does this mean we're like....married? Or did you want a fancy wedding?" She brought her face back so that her cheek was touching yours. You felt her big smile against you, knowing she could feel the same thing.

You pulled her face so she could see the sincerity in your eyes. "No, I don't need a fancy wedding. I just need you."

She teared up more, her cheeks growing pink.

"But I promise you, we'll grow old together. We'll both live long enough to be able to eat at Jericho's again. We'll find kids to adopt even, if that's something you want."

"In my experience, you don't choose to have kids. The kids choose you."

You laugh, knowing the truth to that statement. Before the apocalypse, you'd find children on the streets of Zaun and they'd claim you. They'd force themselves into your home and into your life.

You wanted that. You wanted that as long as it was with Jinx.

"I promise, Jinx. We'll have that."

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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🥲

But it's not really my fault okay-

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pinkroulette · 1 year

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OOOOO SLAYED

wanted to do a wee bit of fanart, enjoy besties! <3

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pinkroulette · 1 year

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Hey, Can I request braiding Jinx's hair after waking up in the morning?

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

You kiss the top of her head every so often and pull her close to tilt her head for a kiss on the lips a few times

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pinkroulette · 1 year

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Sacrificial Love

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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hi friends i’m sorry for not posting. i was, to put it simply, depressed and life has a habit of kicking me while i’m down. but thank you for your patience and continued support and kind words!! have a good day besties <333

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pinkroulette · 1 year

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Jinx x reader with a reader whos both very touch starved and touch adverse due to a terrible upbringing. Both are aware and reader slowly trying to overcome until one day they go up to their gf and go "Fuck it. Hug me. Im tired of being scared." Jinx does and they find it so damn nice they just melt into her and now they cant get enough of her.

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.

She grinned hugging you tighter and her soft laughs grazed your ears once again. “For as long as you need, Trinket”

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how would they react if you told them to come sit in your lap to cuddle? really interested to see how jayce would react... or sevika

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.

-She usually straddles you so she can talk to you face to face.

-Will fall asleep on you. Looks like an angel when she is asleep, head on your shoulder, relaxed.

-Precious baby

Ekko

-When you ask him, he is at his work bench, so he just chuckles and doesn't look up.

-"Wait, say that again?" He will turn around and look at you like you had just dropped a bomb on him

-Will definitely stare at you, trying to process it

-Shrugs and goes and sits next to you, making you pout

-Will sit in your lap awkwardly because isn't it supposed to be the other way around?

-When he finally accepts his fate, will lean back on you. Best cuddles will ensue

-Will ask again in the future

Scar (bat guy from the Firelights)

-So confused by the request. Also, he is way bigger than you? It would not be comfortable

-Did sit on you though to prove his point that it would not be a good idea

-You almost died

-Will instead lay his head in your lap

-Stares at your face with those pretty green eyes of his like he is trying to memorize your features

-That is exactly what he is doing

-Lots of palm kissing and will ascend if you play with his hair

-Touch his ears, you will end up on your back praying to what ever god your worship

-You touch his ears

Vander

-"Darling, I really don't want to get a medic tonight."

-But he finds it so endearing that you want to hold him how he holds you

-Even though he won't sit on you, he will sit in between your legs so you can at least wrap your arms around his shoulders, rub them to ease his stress away

-This brings about lots of cheek kisses, you whisper in his ear how much he means to you

-Man works hard and has a good heart. He deserves to be loved and held

-You will end up in his lap instead, but the hold is very tender

-The kids will eventually join you and it is the cutest cuddle pile you have been in

Finn

-Hahahahaha. No.

-Nope

-Will stare at you deadpan while flipping his lighter, head tilted in curiosity

-He's not gonna do it, but that doesn't mean he doesn't understand what you are getting at

-Drapes his legs over yours and teases you while giving you the most intense look

-Oh. Yeah, you are gonna get fucked as soon as you two are alone

-Runs his fingers over your jaw, shoulders, neck, and any where he can touch

-Ends up in his lap. I don't think I need to explain why.

Jayce

-You do this after a long day of Hex-tech studies

-Is very surprised by the offer and will actually blush as he looks at your lap.

-Wants to, but thinks he is too heavy and is worried he'd hurt you

-Still, he gives in and you two find a way to have him in your lap

-Loves this so, so much

-Also a palm kisser, holds your hands, calloused thumbs rubbing your soft flesh

-Make out time. He loves the tenderness and how gentle you are being. He is a bit of mess about it

Viktor

-Well, you can't sit in his

-This actually is a common thing you do

-Reads in your lap. Does he stop working? No. But he isn't ignoring you either

-If he is feeling particularly spicy that day, he will press himself against you, acting very innocent when you whisper his name with a strain

-He is devious and will run his fingers over places that he knows gets to you

-The intense look of 'I dare you to do something about it' in his eyes. What a bastard.

-Dare accepted

Mel

-Her favorite thing to do after a long day

-Likes to run her fingers over your exposed skin as you tell her about your day

-You hold her hand gently and she lives for it when you pull her closer

-Puts your head on her shoulder as she softly tells you sweet promises.

-Plays with your fingers with hers.

Sevika

-Babe, you are messing with fire

-Don't do this unless you're ready for sexy times

-Or in public

-She doesn't care if there is an audience so if you have an issue with it, best to do this when you two are alone.

-Smirks and gives a sultry look. You little minx.

-Your thigh is gonna be getting some attention

-But afterwards, it is the best. She'll pull your arms tighter around her and praise you.

-She is a tough, scary lady. But she is your tough, scary lady and has only given into this request from you

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pinkroulette · 1 year

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slayed

I love that heidi klum, international super model and tv personality, was like “I’m going to be a worm for halloween” and went for the most horrifying hyper realistic version possible and was quoted saying (in said worm outfit) ‘I want to put a smile on peoples faces’. ma’am I am gagging but I love that for u

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pinkroulette · 1 year

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What normal day life jobs would arcane characters have? I feel like Sevika would either own her own gym or be a firefighter

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.

"Hold still darling, I can't capture the pose if you keep moving like this. Yes I have other paintings to work on but you... it's relaxing to look at you. And if you be a good model for me I might be convinced to give you a little reward later. That's right, so keep still for me just a little longer."

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pinkroulette · 1 year

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THAT ENDING WAS AMAZING

zombie girlfriend

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.

Either jinx hallucinated and zombie! reader took a chomp out of her neck or it's a real happy ending and zombie! reader just gives her a kiss there and they become a cute apocalypse couple. Choose your ending.

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pinkroulette · 1 year

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tile (jinx x reader angst)

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.

(props to pinterest poetry. recycled lines from my favorite poem ever :D)

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pinkroulette · 2 years

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Birthday Batter | Jinx x Reader

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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She's been watching you for the past ten minutes, trying so hard not to fuck up a cake recipe.

She came into your kitchen, hugging you from behind, glimpsing over your shoulder, watching with furrowed brows as you mixed together some batter. Birthday batter, that should've been enough to let her know.

You turned your head to peck her nose, "Hey Pow Pow." She buried her face in your neck, the nickname always getting to her. You knew of Powder and Jinx, of how they were two different beings, how she could never be Powder again. But she knew that was a lie, ever since meeting you, she could feel Powder coming back. And it made her feel loved knowing you appreciated both sides of her. “Hey toots.”

You stopped your whisking and turned around fully, hugging her body to yours, "you weren't supposed to be up yet."

And you're right, she wasn't. Yet she could help but notice she was no longer using your chest as a pillow and couldn't hear your heartbeat which usually lulled her to sleep. She woke up upset that you weren't there, she was alone, the bed cold and empty. So she sought out to find you in her still sleepy state, and there you were, in shorts and a too-big t-shirt with an apron over it. "Missed you," was all she could say.

You smiled, nudging your noses, "that's my shirt."

Jinx felt hot all of the sudden, bashful. You always made her feel this way. "Yeah....you weren't there when I woke up. Wanted to feel close to you." You pouted as she buried her face in your chest, god she was too adorable.

"'M sorry, was baking a surprise." She looked up confused, silently asking, surprise for what?

You only nodded to the counter, "sit."

She walked over to the edge, making grabby hands, which melted your heart. You grabbed her hips and sat her on the counter. You pecked her lips this time, then her cheek, her nose, then her lips again, continuing the pattern until she was left breathless and giggling.

"Watch me?" You asked softly. The answer was yes of course, yes a thousand times over. Anything to be near you. She was always clinging to you, but this morning she was feeling particularly cuddly.

So Jinx watched as your face scrunched up in concentration, lips pursed and tongue poking at your right cheek, she found it adorable.

Though she still didn't understand why you insisted on baking a cake from scratch on a random weekday, so early in the morning.

You only laughed quietly in her face, not in a mean way, but scoffing and telling her "yeah okay."

She was beyond confused, watching as you poured the batter into the pan and carefully set it in the oven. Jinx knew you loved baking, but why you chose to make her favorite flavored cake, birthday batter (which is why she didn't think much of it). With her favorite frosting, buttercream, to which you were adding pink and blue food coloring in separate bowls. And her favorite sprinkles at the side, waiting to be used.

She was suspicious, was it for an anniversary? No, your nine month mark was two weeks ago. Your one year mark wasn't for a few months. Did she do something special that you felt the need to reward her for? Who knows. All she could do was watch and wonder.

She was brought out of her thoughts by your sudden squeal, "oops." Your bottom half and the floor was covered in flour.

Jinx snorted, "How did that even happen?"

You shrugged, smiling sheepishly, "dunno."

She could only admire you, your flour covered hands transferring some to your hair which was pushing it back and behind your ear. The way you didn't bother to wipe the mess that was on your apron, the one Jinx had colored all over, the words "get jinxed" and "you and me foreva" scribbled on. She let you do the same to hers.

It baffled her, how easily you came into her world, her heart, and willingly let yourself fall in love. Even after seeing the ugly within her, you loved the darkest sides of her. It made her dizzy thinking about it, how you had so much love to give, so much that she hadn't scared you away. She stopped believing she was capable of love, having come to terms with the fact that she was just too much. She loved too strongly and tried too hard, that everything she touched she broke. She unintentionally hurt the people she loved.

But with you, the cycle of love and heartbreak stopped. Because it's the first time ever that she's felt seen. For everything that she is, for who she is, and to still be loved. You'd never leave, and you made sure to let her know that.

She watched as you put the frosting to the side, brushing your hands together to get rid of the flour that covered them. You put your hands on your hips with a smile, proud of yourself. Then you turned to her, and your smile widened.

You stepped between her legs, arms caging her in, leaning in to nuzzle your nose with hers. Jinx could feel her cheeks growing hot, knowing they were turning pink. "Hey," was all you said.

"Hi."

"Whatcha doing?" You asked while bringing your arms up to grab her hips and bring you two closer.

She shrugged, wrapping her arms around your neck, "admiring you."

You rolled your eyes, now it was your turn to feel your face get hot, feeling giddy.

You hugged her impossibly closer, nearly taking the breath right from her lungs. Jinx couldn't complain, she knew she was doing the same to you. This is all she wanted the moment she woke up, was to feel you.

The two of you stayed like that until the oven dinged, indicating the cake was done. You talked about everything and nothing, about wanting to name your future dog Stitch, how the plants you started plotted are actually growing, Jinx's stupid argument with the new cashier at the local grocery store.

You reluctantly stepped away from your girlfriend, not keen on letting the tender moment go, but deciding you didn't want her cake to burn.

You grabbed the oven mitts that she'd also drew on, and took the cake out. "C'mere," you demanded softly.

She did as she was told, and hopped from the counter, waiting for your next order.

You help up both bowls of blue and pink frosting, "Help me?"

"Yes ma'am!" She reached for the blue, grabbing a knife and messily spread it onto the cake, you did the same.

She usually, as she put it, admired you while baking. Never once did she help, insisting she'd only ruin it and stuck her fingers into the batter.

So standing next to her while doing this felt so intimate and tender. You were enjoying this too much.

Once the frosting was all applied, you gave her the sprinkles, telling her to go crazy with it. And she did, getting the colorful dots everywhere while sticking her finger in the remaining frosting.

You let her.

And soon, it was done. "You should probably clean this up," she teased while licking her fingers clean of blue and pink. "Y'know, since you decided to bake a cake and all..."

You narrowed you eyes at her, "that's not fair, you just helped me decorate it!" She shrugged, unaffected. You grabbed the flour that was still on the counter and threw it in her face, "Hey!"

Momentarily distracting her, you grabbed her hands and pinned her against the counter, murmuring gotcha, before kissing her. You rubbed her back a little while holding her, feeling bad for pushing her. She giggled, loving the attention.

You smiled, "Looks like you have to clean up too."

"Looks like it," she whispered, nudging her nose with yours.

You smiled gently at her, pushing back the hair that fell in front of her face, "happy birthday."

"It's my birthday?"

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It was later that day after she'd opened the gifts you'd gotten her, after she danced to you singing happy birthday, and after she'd yelled at you for getting trick candles. "These things are getting on my nerves," she all but growled. You'd just cut her a slice of the cake you both took part in making, that you decided to finally rip into her for forgetting her own birthday. You spent a few minutes after she'd asked, "it's my birthday?” playfully arguing about it.

She could only roll her eyes playfully, not believing anyone could love her as much as you did.

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