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peteywillproceed · 4 years

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All The Lies - Teaser

Summary: Admitting you got cheated on is hard. Being cheated on by the person your best friend set you up with is harder. But telling your best friend his girlfriend was the other woman? Impossible. What good could even come from it?

Word Count: 939 (full fic 3k)

A/N: I had a lot of fun writing this one, so I hope you enjoy it! The full fic will be up tomorrow x

“I cannot believe you!” You yelled, hands in your hair, jaw almost on the floor. “You told him what?”

Harrison just laughed, wiping the dish you’d unceremoniously dropped in his hands after the revelation and putting it back in the rack. “I didn’t know it was a private thing.”

“My breakups are not a matter of public interest,” you told him pointedly “and why did you even feel the need to tell him about it anyway?”

“I dunno, we were just out and you came up and he asked what you’d be up to recently.”

You almost screamed, biting down on your lip before you could snap and say something you’d regret. “You could’ve answered that with ‘she’s good’, there was no need to tell internationally beloved actor Thomas Stanley Holland that my relationship was a complete and utter failure.”

He snorted, draining the sink of washing up liquid and chucked the tea towel into the washing machine. You leant against the counter, staring out of the window whilst you wondered what the most effective way to kill your best friend was and whether this constituted a well meaning kicking-out-of-your-flat. Sighing, you shook your head and blinked back the tears that had pooled in your eyes when you were distracted – you’d promised yourself you wouldn’t think about it, after weeks on the sofa and tonnes of ice cream. It wasn’t worth it. He wasn’t worth it.

“Y/n?” Harrison said softly, moving behind you so his chin rested on your shoulder.

You took a deep, shuddery breath and plastered the best fake smile you muster on your face and spun around to face him. “Yep?”

“I’m sorry, I didn’t realise you weren’t ready for people to know yet,” he pursed his lips and rubbed your arm, pulling you into a tight hug when a sob wracked through your body. You clung onto his shirt, feeling the material dampen as you pressed your face against it, trying to remember to breathe, trying to forget the loss of a two year relationship.

“It’s okay,” you finally managed, choking back the sobs, even though it definitely wasn’t. “I just didn’t expect you to be so blunt about it. Or to tell Tom.”

“Well he was going to find out sometime, or were you planning on leaving it till he came over and Justin wasn’t in the flat anymore?”

You laughed between tears, wiping your face with your palms. “That one.”

“And, may I ask, have you been Googling Tom again? Since when did you know his middle name?” Harrison poked your chest playfully and you rolled your eyes, batting his hand away.

“Since he wouldn’t stop teasing me about mine last time he came over, I figured I needed some ammunition.”

“Ahh, you never were that good at revenge, were you?”

“Excuse me?” you gasped, pretending to be offended “what are you implying?”

“Y/n, Tom’s an actor – he’s been teased so much about that name I honestly don’t think he gives two shits.”

You could hardly breathe between laughs, the tears drying up faster than they ever had before, and you wondered if that was what progress had looked like. You’d thought it was progress when you’d gotten out of bed, when you’d stopped eating two tubs of ice cream a day and finally brushed your hair, but the truth was Justin had still been in the back of your mind, always there, always reminding you of that night you so desperately wanted to forget. Except for the first time in months, for that little split second, he hadn’t, and it had just been you and Harrison in your own little bubble.

“Anyway, speaking of the dipshit, he’s home tomorrow,” Harrison pulled his coat off the back of a chair and slid his arms into the sleeves.

You frowned, trying to remember what Tom had told you the last time you’d spoken to him. You’d known both Harrison and Tom since you were young, always that little bit closer to Harrison, and you’d been nervous about Tom coming home because he’d missed so much. You’d dreaded telling him everything that had happened, because he was the one that had set you up with Justin all those years ago. So, when he’d invited you and Harrison out to Morocco a few weeks back you’d stayed behind, too scared to face up to reality. You thought you’d have more time to prepare yourself – he was supposed to be on set for another month. “Oh really? He’s done filming already?”

“Yeah, something about a schedule mixup,” Harrison shrugged and fished his car keys out of his pockets “there’s a welcome home party at Nikki’s tomorrow night, are you coming?”

Oh, that. You remembered the invite, burning a hole in the pocket of your jacket. You’d seen the little white note card lying on the floor last week, but you’d been so caught up in Justin and that stupid picture you’d barely had time to process it.

“Sure, I think it’s in my calendar.”

“I can’t believe you still have a calendar,” Harrison rolled his eyes.

“Hey, some of us like being organised!” You chased after him as he made for the door “Some of us actually make it to appointments!”

“It’s 2020, Y/n,” he smirked, looking over his shoulder as he got the flat door open “It’s time to live a little and take some risks!”

You pushed your tongue against your cheek and tutted. “And what if I don’t want to?”

“Then life is going to make you,” Harrison called, already disappearing into the hallway outside “and I, for one, am going to enjoy watching.”

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thedarksideofriverdale · 4 years

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In Unity There is Strength

Chapter 15: The Banshee

Masterlist // Playlist // Character Guide // Face-Claim

A/N: I really can’t excuse my absence. School has bogged me down since it’s my final year at university, but some of my motivation has come back to continue this fic. I never realized how popular it had gotten, and it was never my Intention to keep you all hanging.

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Zara felt her body being shaken and heard what sounded like “Wake up,” but she was too sleepy to be sure. She cracked her eyes open, and the blurry shape of Kurtz came Into view. “What?” she muttered, closing her eyes again and nestling Into her pillow.

Meanwhile Kurtz was panicking, trying to awake Zara after hearing his emissary’s words. “…a red headed girl…” Who else could that be other than the banshee of the Red Circle. “Zara, wake up!” he shouted, shaking the girl harder now. “It’s urgent!”

After the third or fourth shake, Zara become more coherent and asked, “What’s going on? What’s urgent?” She sat up quickly, blinking as a slight wave of dizziness overcame her. Looking out the window, she sighed. “It’s the middle of the night, Kurtz. Couldn’t it have wait ’til morning?”

“No!” he yelled lowly, remembering Zara’s mother sleeping down the hall. “Your banshee friend is in danger.”

Zara looked up at him with worried eyes. “W-what do you mean? How do you know?”

“My emissary, he saw a vision. The next attack would be on a red headed girl. Do you know that many red heads in Riverdale, let alone those who were taken In by the Sisters?”

“Oh my god, Cheryl,” Zara whispered, getting up from her sleeping bag. Straightening out her shirt, she said, “We have to warn Archie!”

Leaving the house quickly, the two entered the car in the woods, and Kurtz sped down the empty 3 am streets of the town until Archie’s suburban home came Into sight. Zara unbuckled her seat belt quickly, but before she could open the door, Kurtz wrapped his hand around her other wrist. “Doesn’t Archie live with his father?” Kurtz asked, turning off the ignition. “I’ll climb up to Archie’s room-“

“Oh, that’s rich. You think Archie wants to see you right now?” Zara asked angrily. “There’s a thing called a cellphone, smart one,” she said, raising her phone up to her ear. “Archie, it’s me. Come outside, it’s urgent… Yes, I’ll explain.”

The pair In the car watched as the alpha climbed out of his bedroom window and jump down onto the side lawn. Then, he broke out into a run towards the car. Zara exited the car and went up to hug Archie, but stopped herself, remembering the events from two days ago. “Hey,” she said meekly. “Uh, Kurtz found out something.”

“Did he now?” Archie replied, acid dripping from his tone. “Go ahead; what is it?”

“Your banshee’s life is In peril,” Kurtz chimed In as he stood near the car door, his elbows folded on top of the roof of the vehicle. “We came to warn you.”

“And, why should I believe anything you say?” Archie asked, crossing his arms across his chest. “It’s not like you want to help my pack, lone wolf.”

“I have a duty to make a new, sustainable pack In this town, and In order to do so, I have to play nice with the only other alpha here. Excuse me if I want peace for a change.”

Archie let out a dark chuckle. “Let’s say you are telling me the truth, why Cheryl? She’s one of the most powerful creatures in this world. Her magic is hard to come by, let alone able to be absorbed by dark powers.”

“I have no idea, Andrews. My emissary saw the vision; I’m just relaying it back to you, but if you’re too much of a thick-headed fool to understand-“

“Kurtz,” Zara said sternly before looking back at Archie. “It’s not that far fetched to see her on the hit list, seeing as she was admitted to the Sisters of Quiet Mercy. Maybe, our killer is getting bold.” She looked back at Kurtz, who was scanning the surroundings. “Regardless of what you think of him, even if his story is false, we still should protect Cheryl. She doesn’t even know the full extent of her powers; she’s practically defenseless.”

Archie looked at her pensively, which Zara understood. In all honesty, it was a wonder why he even agreed to see her after the events that transpired between the three of them. But, Zara hoped that, despite all of the bad blood, Archie would get passed that and understand that he needed to protect Cheryl.

Cheryl may be a friend, but she was an unique chess piece no other pack had on their side of the board. She was an emissary, but better. And, it was still a shock to most that she received those powers when she should’ve transformed Into a wolf when her brother Jason attacked her under the full moon and was subsequently shot by Hiram Lodge. She was unconscious for three days, and when Zara checked her wounds, none of them had healed. Cheryl was allowed to be a human despite her brush with lycanthropy, and she was gifted on top of that.

At first, she hated being able to find dead bodies around the town, namely because Hiram’s handy work with omegas was rather gruesome to see. But, she never backed down. Day by day, her powers grew, but they weren’t fully fleshed out for her to be able to protect herself during an attack from a magic-hungry dark wizard.

Archie’s expression was unreadable, but finally, he nodded. “Okay, I’ll call her. But, I still don’t trust him.”

“Neither do I,” Zara replied to which Kurtz winced slightly. “However, if she’s truly In danger-“

“I have to protect her, I know.” Archie pursed his lips while the line rang. “Yes, Cheryl, I realize you need your beauty sleep, but you’re In danger… Uh, I can’t exactly tell you how I know, just that you are… Please, Cheryl, try to understand. I’m coming over to yours In a bit. Stay safe until then. Use your senses.” He hung up and looked at Zara. “Well, let’s go. I definitely need you when she starts throwing a fit.”

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“Why is the circus rat here?” Cheryl promptly asked, looking at the three visitors. Kurtz snarled, but Zara put a hand on his wrist, and he calmed down. Archie noticed the exchange and clenched his jaw.

“Are you okay?” Zara asked, stepping into to the foyer of Thornhill.

“I’m fine. I have still yet not received an answer as to why you think I might be. Well?”

“Kurtz said-“

“Ah, so Kurtz said, and I’m just supposed to believe him. I’m meant to hate him after the stunt he pulled with Archie a mere days ago. But, I’m just supposed to take that you three are buddies again?” She cross her arms across her chest and tapped her foot impatiently.

“You don’t need to believe me, but rather in the supernatural. My emissary had a premonition, something akin to your powers. Trust in his ability as you trust in yours,” Kurtz replied, his commanding presence unwavering.

Cheryl glared at him before sighing. “Well, I assume we’re all staying up tonight? And, here I thought I would finally get a decent night’s sleep. But, this is Thornhill and-“ A crash from upstairs startled the group, and Archie held up a finger to his lips to keep the rest silent. He slowly ascended the stairs and went to the source of the noise. Zara looked at Kurtz and said, “Keep her safe.” She then followed Archie, but she knew Kurtz wanted to protest. When she entered the room, she fought hard not to vomit. On Cheryl’s bed laid Ethel Muggs, throat slit with her hands spread.

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“How could we have forgotten that Ethel was a viable option?” Betty said, frowning. She rested her head in her hands, elbows on a table at Pop’s. Jughead rubbed her back slowly as he shook his head.

Cheryl rolled her eyes. “It’s Ethel Muggs. She’s the most forgettable person in the school. It made way more sense that it could’ve been me. I mean, the monster broke in to my home! Clearly, he was trying to do something to me. Now, Daddy’s being Interrogated by the police, and he’s done nothing wrong.” She then looked at Zara. “I’m just glad that the three of you cleared out before the police suspected you.”

Zara nodded, furrowing her brows. “Ethel being planted in your house was obviously deliberate, and I think I might know why.” She cleared her throat as she folded her hands on top of the table. “Ethel’s father works with Hiram in his side job.”

“You mean-“ Betty started.

“That a member of Archie’s pack had a the dead body of a hunter’s daughter in it? Yeah, that’s exactly what she means,” Jughead finished. “Definitely not a coincidence.”

“Do you think V might try something?” Betty asked Zara, to which Zara replied with a shrug. “To be honest, I’m not too sure what Veronica Is capable of these days,” Zara whispered.

“But, this is enough motivation for the hunter’s council to deem our pack a threat. Before, it was just petty threats from Hiram. Now, it’s going to be a full blown war between us, the hunters, and the-“

“Siphon,” Zara said in realization. “I didn’t pay attention to this in Greendale as much as I should’ve, but one of the book in the Academy had a chapter on siphoning magic. People with true dark abilities can siphon magic from any supernatural creature.”

“How does this help us, though?” Betty asked, furrowing her brows. “We knew from the beginning that he took magic from the people he sacrificed. Why does knowing what he is add on to this information?”

“Because every supernatural creature has a weakness. It’s a means by which nature corrects the perversion. Every wizard has their own weaknesses, but siphons have the same. It was on the last page of that book.” Zara rammed the table forcefully, shocking the rest of the guests. “I have to call Sabrina. She’s the only one that can give us our weapon.”

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forevercaroline · 4 years

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New chapter of beautiful dirty rich. Caroline finally makes her decision on whether to break up with klaus and follow her desire or stay with him and be happy. It’s charity day at their school so they are helping the less fortunate. Katherine gets a surprise at Augustine.

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lilhemmo · 5 years

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S U M M A R Y :

“They just don’t understand us,” she whispers, her eyes faltering down to her bloodied hands. “We’re different, that’s all.” She looks up at the statue of the terrifying figure of Hades, the god of the Underworld. The moonlight glints off of the marble as the cool air sweeps like a balm over her skin, the hair on her body standing on end.

“They say that you’re a monster,” she smiles, her eyes shining under the stars, “but I don’t believe them.”

In other words, a retelling of the story of Persephone and Hades, in which Persephone can’t wait to get to the Underworld.

last updated: august 4, 2019 more details under the cut:

MAJOR AUTHOR’S NOTE: you really do have to forget everything you think you know about mythology in order to read this without being super critical. the cast, for example, doesn’t exactly line up “age-wise” with how myths go, but it was fun and i picked who i thought fit best with the god/goddess that i chose. if you have any suggestions for the remaining/TBD characters and their roles, please feel free to send me a message!

SUMMARY: Hades, portrayed by Sweet Pea, is sent to rule the Underworld for his own safety after his brothers, Zeus (Reggie) and Poseidon (Jughead), tell him of a terrible prophecy which will ultimately result in his death. After a few hundred years, an unlikely mortal comes slipping through the Gates of Hades. She may turn out to be much more than she appears.

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FIC IS UPDATED EVERY FRIDAY EVENING AROUND 9 PM EST (please let me know if you want to be tagged in future parts)

M A S T E R L I S T :

part one: the prophecy & the outcast part two: the downfall part three: the surface part four: the awakening part five: the disparity part six: the twins part seven: the warning part eight: the oracle part nine: the bolt part ten: the torment part eleven: coming soon! epilogue: coming soon!

C H A R A C T E R C A S T :

ps links take you to a moodboard/picspam for the characters :) also note - some gods/goddesses are genderbent to better fit the casting roles!

MAJOR GODS/GODDESSES

persephone - lilith (oc) hades - sweet pea zeus - reggie mantle poseidon - jughead jones hera - veronica lodge artemis - cheryl blossom apollo - archie andrews dionysus - fp jones athena - betty cooper aphrodite - josie mccoy hermes - kevin keller ares - hal cooper hephaestus - fred andrews demeter - (no riverdale character, she is played by herself!) hestia - mary andrews MINOR GODS/GODDESSES

achlys: the goddess of poison - penelope blossom aether: the god of light and the atmosphere - TBD aion: the god of empirical time - TBD ananke: the goddess of inevitability, compulsion and necessity - hiram lodge khaos: the goddess of the chasm - chic chronos: the god of time - TBD erebus: the god of darkness and shadows - TBD eros: the god of love - TBD gaia: the mother earth goddess - TBD hemera: the goddess of daytime - TBD hypnos: the god of sleep - TBD nemesis: the goddess of retribution - alice cooper nesoi: the goddess(es) of the islands - TBD nyx: the goddess of the night - hermione lodge ourea: the goddesses of the mountains - TBD phanes: the god(dess) of light and goodness - TBD tartarus: the god of the inferno - TBD thanatos: the god of death - TBD uranus: the god of the heavens - TBD

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theangriestpea · 5 years

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Six Crushes

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1. Jordan Connor. Boy is SLAYING me with those arms. I can’t even think straight when I see him flex I stg. And rolled up flannel over those biceps? PLS TAKE ME TO CHURCH.

2. Cole Sprouse. Chels blames me for her newfound love for him and I blame me too because one day I woke up and realized that he was a beautiful, quirky human being. There’s also one gif that just DOES it for me but I’ll post this one instead or else I’ll be trapped in loop of staring at my own post.

3. Tom Hiddleston. The ORIGINAL ovary killer from when I first joined tumblr many years ago. I love him in literally everything he does. And he’s GORGEOUS. He’s wholesome. A+ human being.

4. Manny Montana. Okay this is a relatively recent one because I have an affinity for neck tats and Rio in Good Girls is so fucking hot. But this man is a god, just look at that beautiful face.

5. Jensen Ackles. Who doesn’t love Dean Winchester? I have fanfiction written about Dean since SEASON SIX aired. Never published. Never finished. But yes, I remember watching him on Days of our Lives with my grandma (because that is her jam). He’s adorable and has aged beautifully. And his smirk? HIS SMIRK. I’m dead.

6. Robert Sheehan. Okay so I loved this man since Misfits and now that he’s made a raging comeback on Tumblr through The Umbrella Academy, I’m excited af. I love his face, okay? His hair is to die for and that ACCENT. Yes pls.

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j-art-2d2 · 1 year

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

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j-art-2d2 · 2 years

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Hello :))

I wanted to ask if it was possible for you to write a jinx x gn reader fic/ oneshot of any lenght, where the reader is a piltover citizen, that really values their morals, and is completely terrified of her, but can't help to feel some kind of fascination for her.

I hope this is ok and not too specific,

Have a wonderful day (:

✨hihi!! this is such a good request tysm for sending it! i def feel like i can go somewhere w this. im so excited abt it i decided i want to turn it into a mini fic instead of just doing a oneshot! i'll be posting two maybe three more parts to this fic. gonna try to keep it short though✨

shoutout to the gn reader part, being that im nonbinary i love that u specifically asked for that

anyway, here's reader being a goody two-shoes and jinx being hot n sexc ಥ_ಥ

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Sacrificial Love

part 1/?

jinx x gn reader

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

"A creature of habit and tradition.”, you stated firmly.

Today you woke up with a newfound ambition. Your family has served Piltover as enforcers for as long as you can remember. You learned how to shoot a rifle before you learned the quadratic formula. You knew the ins and outs of hand-to-hand combat before you knew the ins and out of the loops needed to tie your shoes. The judicial system was more familiar to you than the corridors of your childhood home. An overachiever. People only ever spoke highly of you and what you were capable of providing for Piltover as an officer. Everyone had high hopes for you and even higher expectations. You made it through all the academy's brutal training and educational courses. You had finally joined the force. Unfortunately for you, everyone's expectations landed you in a situation that would completely uproot who you thought you were and plant a seed of who you could be.

Caitlyn called you into her office. You try to stay objective, even more so today, because it's your first day. But even now, as she belligerently rants about graffiti, bombs, and monkeys, you can tell she's upset. And it's serious. Immediately, you straighten out your back, hold your chin up high, and reassure, "Whatever the situation, whoever the criminal, it can and will be handled by me." Caitlyn stops in the middle of her sentence. Her face resembles a cross between amusement and irritation. "And what makes you so sure?" she questions. Your demeanor does not falter. "Because of who I am.", you respond, as though this was reason enough for her to trust you. You know that Caitlyn is head-strong, but you were taught to have confidence in your capabilities and who you were raised to be. You have a sneaky suspicion Caitlyn was brought up similarly to you when she lifts one eyebrow in inquisition. "And who are you then y/n?" The ghost of a smile appears on your face. "A creature of habit and tradition.", you state firmly. This was all the convincing Caitlyn needed.

Jinx. Undercity. Terrorist. Annoyingly long blue hair. Bombs. Stealthy. Peace Proposal. Be careful. Shimmer. These were the only keywords you were able to commit to memory before Caitlyn was shoving every document you needed in your face and personally escorting you out the door. Saying you were thrown into the deep without knowing how to swim would be an understatement. If it was anyone else, panic and doubt would fill their bodies. You, however, turned your anxieties into excitement and volition as you walked across the bridge into Zaun. You tried not to comment on any illegal activity you saw while passing through the city. You were there for one reason and one reason only. But you did make sure to make a mental note of information to provide Caitlyn with later.

It wasn't hard to find the hideout. You committed the route Caitlyn gave you to memory. As you walked through the crowds of people, you imagined them parting, providing you with a path straight to your destination. The door was left open just enough for a suspecting Enforcer like yourself to notice. It was almost as though Jinx had been expecting you. Waiting for your arrival, even. Walking in, you were immediately hit with the smell of paint, gunpowder, and wet molding wood. The floors let out a creak as you kicked the door closed behind you. You heard a few more gratings below you as you took a couple of steps further into the hideout, an attempt at feigned comfortability. You decide you should just cut to the reason why you're here. You begin to announce your presence.

"Pleasure to meet you. My name is-" The words are stolen from your mouth as you feel the tip of something cold press against your temple. that checks off the sneaky box You stay still instead of reacting. If this person was as unstable as Caitlyn claimed, sudden movements would not benefit you. "Why did she send you here?", the letters getting caught in her teeth, as though the person in question leaves a bitter taste in her mouth. It takes you a while to process what's happening. You wished Caitlyn had given you more information on who this Jinx person was. Typically, the attributes of somebody wouldn't cause you much concern or interest you at all. A criminal is a criminal. But it would've been helpful to have some type of preparation for the voice this specific criminal possessed.

Her voice made your bones ache. Like it is honey, and your bones are soaking up every thick sugary drop. You begin to settle into the delectable feeling. You allow her tone to make its way through your bloodstream, making you quite lethargic. She shoves her gun harder against you, impatiently prompting you to answer her question. The cold of the metal contrasts with the warmth she made you feel. You respond in hopes of a conversation, not out of fear. Nothing about this situation made you feel afraid. Instead, you felt something bubbling within you. Like sugar was being brought to a boil. Like a potion was brewing, and Jinx was the apothecary. You realize how bizarre you're thinking, clear your throat and hopefully your mind before continuing your introduction. "My name is ___. Caitlyn sent me to offer you a peace proposal. All of the documents are within my satchel."

Jinx takes it upon herself to reach her left hand into the bag resting against your left hip while her right hand keeps the gun in place on your temple. Her front presses flush against your back. She grabs the documents and dramatically flaps them in the air to unfold them. Jinx then drapes her arm over your shoulder and leans her head against yours as she mumbles quickly through the fine print. “….graffiti…bombs glitter included…hazardous pranks…distribution and intent to distribute shimmer…” The proximity causes the gears in your head to rust over. Her words blend and all you can recognize are the complicated feelings growing inside your chest. Today was your first day and you’ve already found yourself in an inappropriate position. Not only that, but you were basking in it. You caught yourself wishing that Jinx was unsatisfied with the terms of the proposal. If that was the case, you would have no choice but to return another day with a revised version. Would she touch you the same?

Jinx knocks her head against yours and circles around your body to face you, gun no longer in sight. The initial feeling is shock. Her eyes. That’s the first thing you notice. A mixture of ruby and magenta. A color you hadn't known existed before now. A color you want to see for the rest of your days. You feel yourself shrink a bit in place, her demeanor naturally bringing out a submissive side of you. Jinx then announces defiantly, “Yeah, no, not gonna happen Piltie. You lost me at graffiti.” A little too eagerly you suggest, “O-oh well that’s fine really! I can just bring this back to Council and they can- well I’d actually have to give it to Caitlyn first- but then I’m sure she’d-” Jinx pushes the tip of her gun against your lips. Her own way of silencing you. “I’m sure you and I can work something out without the help of TopHat, hm?”

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A/N : i hope u guys like this!! i have no idea where im going w this, all ik is its going and im having fun. enjoy the rest of your day besties <3

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HI IT'S ME AGAIN, i loved what you did in the other request i made! you are an amazing writer and you deserve to be recognized for it B)

may i request.. jinx x love witch reader? (maybe a modern au) like the craft but hotter

have a good day sweetieee ♡♡

thank you so much bestie youve always been so nice to me and encouraging of my writing!! <333

i think this request is so cute and sweet! i wasn’t super sure how to write this im sorry if it’s not so good. but i still hope you enjoy!

also sorry i had no idea how to make this “like the craft but hotter” so i just made reader n jinx have a little moment

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🔮Amor Magicae🔮

🔮the weather was hot, muggy, and dense. the sun shining seemed to cook jinx from the inside out. despite the climate, jinx still went out just for the sake of being outside. wandering around aimlessly, she wasn’t expecting anything more than slight entertainment in the form of people watching.

🔮all that changed the moment that your paths interlocked. her attention is automatically drawn to the colors swirling around in your irises. the sunlight shining in your eyes makes them resemble the wings of monarchs. jinx starts sweating. she’s not sure if it's the lack of oxygen in the Zaun or the heat. she smiles at you but doesn’t dare to make a sound, scared that if she opens up her mouth a butterfly might come flying out. she decides she can’t let you walk away.

🔮what you both call a friendship is developed. in all actuality, what develops, is a relationship of sorts. lingering fingertips and glances. accidental moments. much like two black holes, you both had no other choice but to consume each other. she floods your mind, in the same way, you flood hers.

🔮one day jinx requests something of you. a love potion. simple enough. you’re aware of the danger but you would happily do anything jinx asked you to. you expect her to pick it up and go on her way, but are presently surprised by her coming back to pick up the potion with food for the both of you. she claims to just know you haven’t had lunch yet. you joke your powers are rubbing off on her.

🔮jinx is especially jumpy while you guys eat. you drop a piece of food and watch it fall to the ground. that split second is all it takes. jinx reaches over and dumps the entire bottle into your drink, swirls it around with her pinky, and wipes the remaining droplets on her pants. the strong sweet and floral taste hits you before the flavor of your drink even does. immediately your focus is on her, while she’s looking at everything else in the room instead of at you. keeping your eyes focused on her, you down the whole glass. a silent confession.

🔮the potion was a bust. you knew it would be. to you, this means nothing. to jinx, this is reason enough to be concerned. as the hours go on she realizes there’s been no change and jinx almost seems to fold into herself. like an animal trapped between fight or flight. she can’t take it anymore, so she breaks the tension as abruptly as she knows how. next thing you know jinx has jumped up and is getting closer to your face with every word she exclaims.

🔮“What did you do!?! Why didn’t the potion work!?!”. that was enough to make you stand as well. you let out a breath while shaking your head in adornment. you put your hands on jinx’s shoulders and before she can continue on her tirade, you kiss her. it’s chaste and sweet. all you need to shut her up. jinx allows you to press your forehead against hers. the pink shade rising in her cheeks compliments her eyes in ways you can’t even describe. her heart swells while you assure her, “A potion can not create what is already there.”

**if you would like i can do a bullet point list of how i think jinx would be w a regular witch s/o not just specifically a love witch, because that was kind of what limited me**

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Lost Recording #6

my draft didn’t save so i literally had to rewrite this right when i was about to be done w the whole thing ANYWAYS SO

jinx x gn reader drabble

based off of the song You’re My Girl (Lost Recording #6 by Mark Diamond

tw : u play guitar so 🚩, mention of drug usage, mentions of drinking, insanely attractive love interest, do we get the girl? who knows?, mentions of sex, sexual themes, angst, jinx cheats on ekko :(… but w/ u tho :)))), im actually so sad guys lmao i broke my own heart

song links : Spotify | Apple Music

You met Jinx in a club somewhere between Jericho’s and The Last Drop. You had ditched the group you were originally with, a sorry excuse for a performance in Piltover. The ends of blue braids lure you into this specific club. As soon as you walk in, electric sapphire eyes lock onto yours, shock running through your veins. For the rest of the night, you two were inseparable. Her hands were permanently placed at your hips. Whenever there was a slow sensual song you could count on Jinx to pull you in close, merging your bodies. Your hearts pounding together match the beat surging through the speakers. As time passes, the touches you both share linger for longer. The air becomes thicker. Jinx litters kisses across your neck as her hands drag against the sides of your body. Her palms find their place on your ass, nails digging into you, leaving an impression underneath your clothing.

Tell me does he know you're laying here with me? 'Cause your hearts inside my hand but you're too afraid to leap.

In the heat of the moment, you crash your lips into Jinx’s own. Her teeth tug at your bottom lip in desire. She allows you to push her through the crowd, leading her out of the club. “My place or yours?”, you gasp out in between kisses. “Yours. Definitely yours.”, Jinx asserts a little too quickly for comfort. But you pay no attention to it, too focused on the fact that the woman wants you in the same way you want her. The sex was otherworldly, vicious, and addictive. You were hooked. And apparently, Jinx was as well. She was the one who initiated most of the following hookups. Whether it be leaving you notes with meeting locations and times or sneaking into your room, her advances were acknowledged and reciprocated. Jinx often described being around you as her heart clawing its way out of her chest to reach yours. So you were shocked by the rejection you faced when you asked her out on a proper date. Her body folds in on itself like she’s harboring something from you. “Oh.. trinket, no... I have a boyfriend. Me and you can’t do things like that..”

Tell me does he know the way you look at me, no.

You’re not sure why you unlatch your window when you hear Jinx’s signature tap on the glass. You chalk it all up to you depriving yourself of her, meaning you were depriving yourself of sex. The surprise in her eyes is evident as you slowly open the window for her to climb through. It was uncomfortable at first. You over here. Jinx over there. You were fidgeting nervously, while Jinx was steadily eyeing you. It was like she was committing this moment to memory. Like you let her in this once, but definitely won’t be willing to do it again. Regret and longing swim in her irises. Suddenly Jinx is enveloping you in her arms, breathing you in, while you’re breathing out the air you didn’t know you were holding. It all feels too natural. Too much like home. A sob rips through you. Jinx runs her hand over the top of your head as she sincerely whispers, “Oh... I’m so sorry, my love…” Old habits die hard. For the rest of the night, you find yourself at the will of her mercy. The next morning you find yourself alone.

And she said, “I, oh I've gotta let you go. I, oh I've gotta let you go”

Ekko finds out rather easily and quickly. Turns out Jinx is just about as skilled in keeping secrets as she is at hiding hickies. You know this because Jinx comes crashing into your apartment screaming nonsense at you. She was blaming you for Ekko’s departure. That you shouldn’t have been leaving fucking hickies in the first place. The words make you hyper-aware of the fading bruises that littered your thighs. You never complained when she left pieces of herself lingering within you. Jinx tells you it was all a mistake. That she was going through a shimmer bender and was making reckless decisions. That it should've never fucking happened. That in order for her to make things right with Ekko, she would have to let you go. Before you could plead your case Jinx was gone.

Tell me does he write you a song called you're my girl, no. Or sing about you every night alll around this world. Tell me does he hold you the way I use to ?

You throw yourself into your music. Melodies of her silhouette find themselves onto your pages. Notes that resemble the feeling of her in your arms flow from your guitar. Memories intertwined with reality every time you performed. You called it healing. Others called it drowning yourself in Jinx. So you try another approach. You indulge yourself in the women that aid you in forgetting about the creature that plagued your mind. You find that you prefer red-heads now. Ones that spoke softly and smelled of daisies to replace the one who spoke chaotically and smelled of smoke and rainwater. Your soul gradually loses its attachment to hers. Over time, you’ve accepted the idea of what could’ve been.

When it's late and you can't fall asleep. And you've had a little too much to drink. You give me a call.

It was late Friday. Or early Saturday. You’ve been performing in a larger selection of bars and venues. The women who take a stronger liking to your gigs convince you to go with them to their favorite clubs. This leaves you distracted and exhausted. All the energy leaves your body as you collapse onto your bed. You get a hint of something all too familiar and it makes your head spin. You convince yourself it’s just the effects of the last drink you pounded down before you stumbled out of the club. The blaring sound of your phone cuts through the wave of sleep that is about to overtake you. Eyes half-open, you answer the call, not expecting the raspy voice from the other end. Jinx is on the other end. “Oh wow! I didn’t th-hiccup-think that you would pick up..”. You could practically smell the alcohol on her from here. Memories of your most intimate moments with Jinx consume your mind.

You say, “I just wanna hear your voice. Please don't hang up the phone.”

Bile rises in your throat. You reach for your phone, aiming to end the call. As if Jinx can feel the panic in your chest through the phone, she desperately pleads, “T-Trinket please don’t hang up. I just want to hear your voice. Need to..” Forgotten feelings come rushing back. You always knew that in the end, you would never hesitate to do what Jinx asked of you. “Alright bluebell, I’m right here. Not hangin’ up.”

You whisper, “I might've been wrong.” I said, “Darling I'm already gone.”

Silence follows. You intently listen to the sound of her erratic breathing like it’s a lost song. You hadn’t realized how much you missed her presence alone. Knowing Jinx, she couldn’t stand the quiet. She starts trying to fill the void with words, allowing every thought in her mind to stumble out of her mouth. What she confesses last is the only thing that makes sense. “I think I really fucked up. I might’ve been wrong in who I chose. And n-now it’s too late. I can’t expect you to let yourself go and fall back into me again.” Jinx was all you wanted. Everything that consumed you and drove you. Life without her was absolutely debilitating. You couldn’t find it in your heart to pass up the opportunity to have her back. With the most emotion you’ve felt in months, you admit, “Darling, I’m already gone.”

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HI DAAARLINGG

how are u? i hope you having a good day, i would like to do a request to one of my favorites writers, maybeee jinx x fem reader who is a fashion icon?? maybe a supermodel, stylist, something like that! have a good day <3

heyyy bestieeee!! im alright thanks for asking! i cant believe you said im one of your favorite writers. you make my heart go boom boom. YOU have an AMAZING day <333

anyways, what a cool idea!! so creative. i had a lot of fun writing this

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🌌 Jinx w/ a Fashion Icon S/O 🌌

🌌 What actually caught her eye about you first was the outfit you had on. As soon you passed by Jinx you drew her attention towards you. She had never seen anyone dressed like you before. Immediately walked up to you and complimented your outfit

🌌 Being that Jinx is so creative, she’s a huge part in your design brainstorming process. Her mind never runs out of colorful, new, inventive ideas so that’s especially helpful when you’re experiencing a block.

🌌 One of your fav things to do with Jinx is going out into the fashion district and people-watching. You guys have a lot of fun in spotting cool outfit designs, or brainstorming ideas on how to make someones outfit better.

🌌 Going to the mall with her is a dangerous game. Jinx will encourage you to try on every outfit you think is cute and will also throw pieces at you that she wants to see you in.

🌌 She’s always fixing up your sewing machine for you and lets you use her as a clothing stand dummy when you’re pinning alterations together on clothes.

🌌 Jinx’s mechanic butterflies actually inspired a leather line of yours. You presented the sketches along with the final designs to her as an anniversary gift. Her favorite piece is the leather jacket with the butterflies littered across the back.

🌌 She planned a date night where you both amped up some plain pieces of clothing you both had. The clothes you make with Jinx always become your favorite articles to put on.

🌌 Whenever you have a show Jinx pumps you up and encourages you up until the moment you go behind stage. She’s always right in the front screaming her lungs out as soon as you step out.

🌌 After a show Jinx litters you in praise and affection. She tells you how good you did and how amazing you looked. Is super eager to see the high-quality pictures and videos later.

🌌 Is always offering to take pictures of and with you whenever you guys go out. Takes candid photos of you constantly. When Jinx meets a new person she always ends up showing them your Instagram.

🌌 Gets really jealous when scrolling through your social media. Will argue with gross people in your comments. Isn’t afraid to post you and show you off. You’re like 80% of her posts she’s literally obsessed.

🌌 If you spam her with photos and videos she won’t answer for about an hour because she’s too busy making edits of you. She’s honestly your biggest fan. Posts the edits on TikTok.

🌌 Jinx made a separate tiktok for you guys’ fashion/relationship content. Posts couple outfits, thrifting dates, the clothes you make together, and get ready with us videos.

🌌 Always bothers you when you try on clothes from your PR packages because they just fit you perfectly. She can never keep her hands off of you.

🌌 Loves to dress you up in her style. Calls you her perfect little doll. Says that she’s jealous of you because you can pull anything off.

🌌 Has a bad habit of stealing cool fabrics from the expensive shops in Piltover to give to you.

🌌 Is always bragging about how creative and talented you are. If someone compliments something she’s wearing that you made she’ll immediately boast about it. Inventor of “Thanks my girlfriend made it!!”

🌌 Compliments you in artistic ways. Says that you’re a one of a kind design and that the gods took their time with you. She gets a little dramatic at times and will say that you were carved by Michelangelo himself and polished off by the tears of angels.

🌌 You were the first person to take her measurements. Before you she was always just guessing. Her clothes were either a tad bit tight or way too big.

🌌 Asks you for help deciding on a size when online shopping. When you ask why she can’t do it herself she says it’s because you pick them the best.

🌌 Keeps gifting you thimbles for some reason. Very much crow find shiny thing, give to human.

🌌 Makes you cute little pin cushions and gives you them when you’re feeling down. The first one she ever made you was a raccoon.

🌌 Always asks, “Trinket can you make me this!?!” while showing you a random article of clothing/outfit she saw on social media.

🌌 One of your most memorable dates was when you guys made tie dye tops, shorts, bucket hats, and socks. Tik Tok loved it too.

🌌 Started crocheting after she met you. Keeps making you guys matching hats.

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lifes been tough so jinx edit it is

like/reblog if you enjoyed!!

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snippet of Chapter 7 of Correction [caitjinx college au fic]

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~Masterlist~

About Me:

hihi! my name is maycen. i watched arcane and now i’m obsessed. i recently just started writing stories and posting them on here.

im really open to requests. i’ve actually been begging for them. also really open to opinions/criticism on my writing.

ppl have told me i write my stories like poetry so if you’re into that sorta thing this is def the place for you!

feel free to talk to me! im on here 24/7. literally. messages are always open!

My Writings :

Jinx (Arcane)

Redamancy

the art of loving in return

jinx x fem reader

4 part mini-fic

part one

part two

part three

part four

To Be Alone

jinx x fem reader

based off of the song “To Be Alone” by Hozier

part one (only one part, drabble)

Lost Recording #6

jinx x gn reader

based off of the song You’re My Girl (Lost Recording #6) by Mark Diamond

part one (only one part, drabble)

Sacrifical Love

request turned into a story

jinx x g/n reader who is a piltover citizen

part one

part two

Correction

Arcane University AU

cait x jinx story

chapter one

chapter two

chapter three

chapter four

chapter five

chapter six

chapter seven

Requests I’ve Done :

reader as silco’s second adopted child. you plan to give yourself up to the enforcers for silco, instead of jinx but w a twist! [drabble]

jinx w/ a stoner s/o and vi w/ a stoner s/o

jinx w/ a fem fashion icon s/o

jinx w/ LOVEWITCH s/o [mini drabble]

The characters I will write about:

Arcane:

if requested i can do any of the arcane characters but these are the characters and ships i’ve taken a special interest in

Jinx (pls!!!)

Vi (!!)

Caitlyn (!!)

[jinx x reader, vi x reader, caitlyn x reader, jinx x caitlyn, vi x caitlyn] [don’t hate on caitjinx it has ✨flavor✨]

Requests : Open !

You can request anything Arcane related! Literally anything, let your imagination fly. I have an immense amount of free time.

As of right now my only will NOTS are jinx x silco and jinx x violet (romantically and sexually speaking)

I’m also interested in The Witcher >:)

Dms are also open for those who want to chat! I can literally sit and analyze Arcane for hours, I can’t keep driving my friends crazy like this

FANART AND VIDEO EDITS : #jart2d2

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Correction

Chapter 7/?

Arcane University AU

jinx x caitlyn story

mainly smut i shall not lie!

author pov

Monday

To say that the events of the party shook Caitlyn to her core would be an understatement. Every time she licks her lips, she remembers the feeling of Jinx’s own on hers. When she closes her eyes, all she sees is the disappointment in Jinx’s eyes. All the pain she’s caused is eating her alive. What’s worse is she hasn’t thought about Vi once; all that floods her mind is Jinx. So, to avoid the reality of what she’s royally fucked up, she doesn’t go to school on Monday. More like she can’t stay home all day because her mom would notice, so she definitely goes but skips every class. Being that she has nowhere else to go, she figures the library would be a safe enough hiding spot. Walking in, she’s frozen in place by what she sees. The scene in front of her both shocks her and fills her with dread.

Jinx and Lux are sat at a table almost smack in the middle of the library, acting as though they’ve known each other their whole lives. Caitlyn immediately recognizes the blonde girl from the party. Lux is leaning into Jinx while they both take notes from the same textbook. Jinx then playfully makes a comment about their work, and Lux giggles like Jinx is the funniest person on the planet. With longing and jealousy overwhelming her, Caitlyn can’t help but see the parallel between her and Jinx at this moment. Is this how Jinx felt watching me with Vi this whole time? From the beginning, all Caitlyn wanted with Jinx was one genuine, positive interaction. She wanted to share beautiful moments with the girl. But above all, what she really wanted was to be the one to put that beautiful, cheeky smile on Jinx’s face. Caitlyn feels like a fool for having all these opposing complicated emotions over witnessing one mildly intimate event because, as far as Caitlyn knew, the only time Jinx had eyes for her was when her body was involved. After doing her best to ignore the “couple,” Caitlyn completes whatever little work she can before leaving the library with a plan for tomorrow in mind.

Tuesday

Admittedly, Caitlyn doesn't know much about what Jinx likes, let alone what Jinx likes about her. The only thing Caitlyn knows for sure is that her chest has caught Jinx's attention multiple times. So, Caitlyn pulls together something that will accentuate what she assumes Jinx loves most; A long-sleeve baby blue top with a lace-trimmed V-cut. Tugging it down just a tad, Caitlyn steps into her second-period class. She bounces a bit, walking up the few steps to her seat, already trying to catch the attention of Jinx. But is shocked when the shorter girl doesn't so much as glance up. Thinking maybe she just needs to announce herself, Caitlyn places her hand carefully on Jinx's arm, remembering how Jinx reacted to her touch the first time." Good morning, Jinx!" Caitlyn chirps out. At first, Jinx looks thoroughly upset, but her expression quickly changes upon actually seeing Caitlyn. Her eyes widen, "Woah.. are those new?!?" Caitlyn is giddy, thinking her plan worked. "The shirt? Yeah.", she giggles, but her laugh is cut short when she hears Jinx's response. "No, the boobs, but, um, yeah.. nice shirt." Jinx says dismissively before looking away. Caitlyn is humbled, to say the least, as she finally takes her seat. Accepting reality, Caitlyn comes to terms with her situation with Jinx and how it seems they weren't meant to be.

Wednesday

Caitlyn is painfully aware of how behind she actually is after going to class yesterday. For the most part, her day was uneventful. She and Jinx don't talk much anymore. It's very apparent that there's tension between them, but both girls refuse to communicate about it. Caitlyn spends most of the class that she shares with Jinx compiling a list of the textbooks she'll need to be ahead in her school- work again properly. In all actuality, the list wasn't needed, but Caitlyn has stopped seeing the library as a sanctuary, so she wants to be out of there as quickly as possible. When Caitlyn takes careful steps into the library, she looks around and lets out the breath she didn't know she was holding. No sign of Jinx. So far, so good. She heads straight for the back and rounds the corner to where the rows of textbooks are. Caitlyn diligently follows the signs for the proper courses she has. The signs lead her around another corner and her heart drops to the floor.

Jinx has Lux strongly pinned up against the stack while they are heavily making out. Instinctively, Caitlyn lets a shocked, "O-oh!" fall from her lips. If either Jinx or Lux noticed Caitlyn, it wasn't shown, being that neither of them stopped for even a second. If anything, things have gotten more heated since Caitlyn stumbled upon them. Jinx was now allowing her hands to roam freely while Lux entangled her fingers in Jinx's hair, visibly tugging at the roots. Wanting this all to end, Caitlyn attempts to make her presence known. She, however, would say it's because she needed her textbooks. "Umm... sorry??" Caitlyn feels so insignificant that she can barely push the words out. Nothing changes in her favor. As if Jinx was trying to add fuel to the fine, she responds by pushing Lux up against the stacks harder. After this, Caitlyn storms home empty-handed and with a new mindset. Fuck this. Fuck school. Fuck Jinx.

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From Thursday to Sunday, Jinx has been watching Caitlyn from afar, analyzing the way she is trying to avoid her. The first thing Jinx notices is how Caitlyn has been trying to blend in with the rest of the students in a different seat in the classes they share. The hair on Jinx’s neck stops standing up, meaning Caitlyn no longer passes by Jinx in the hallway. So, of course, Jinx had to figure out where she was going instead. It didn't take long. Then she noticed that Caitlyn was never in the library while she was there, even if it was during lunch, but at the same time, Caitlyn wasn't going to get food either. So, Jinx had to figure that out too, which took a significant more amount of energy and following, but she still got it done. Turns out Caitlyn was going to the library after school and off-campus for food during lunch. At least, that's what Jinx assumed. It's dawned on her that she actually hasn't seen Caitlyn eat much. All work work work... Finally, Jinx noticed Caitlyn hadn't gone to see Violet practice either. That one little factor made Jinx feel a bit better about everything. At least dear sis is getting ignored too…

Jinx tried really hard to act aloof and unbothered. She decided she'd play this little game with Caitlyn for the rest of the week so she could get it out of her system. But after that, no more... Jinx was not a fan of being ignored. As a result, when Caitlyn still tries to keep it up after the weekend, Jinx is pissed. Technically I did nothing wrong. I just reacted... with a person... multiple times. She allows her mind to wheel while she waits for Caitlyn to pass by her. Jinx already has Caitlyn's new path memorized, so she knows all she has to do now is wait. At this moment, Caitlyn is standing in the hallway of her fourth-period class building, trying to recall the new route she's been taking to get slyly out of the building. It's hard for her to think without proper meals in her stomach, so she chooses left, trusting her body's muscle memory. The hairs on the back of Caitlyn's neck stand up and suddenly, she's being dragged roughly into darkness.

Jinx knows Caitlyn is close, so she reaches up and drags her by the arm into the dark closet she's been patiently seething in. "Why?", the raspy yet numb voice of Jinx cuts through the silence. "What?", Caitlyn responds in shock. A click is heard, and light floods the small space around them. "Why are you avoiding me?", Jinx more so states instead of asking, as if she knows for a fact Caitlyn has been avoiding her specifically. The assumption, although true, irritates Caitlyn more, and immediately she's on the defense. "I don't know what you're talking about...", she dismisses while reaching for the door. Jinx leaps forwards and grabs Caitlyn's wrist with one hand and locks the door with the other, everything seemingly more serious now. With every word she says, Jinx grips Caitlyn's wrist tighter.

"Don't lie!!", Jinx snaps, then takes a deep breath to ground herself. " You've been taking a different route to your classes, sitting as far as possible from me, going off campus for lunch, going to the library after school; hell, you don't even go see Vi practice anymore! You honestly think I wouldn't notice!?! You're avoiding something, Caitlyn, and I’m pretty sure that something is me!" Caitlyn snatches her wrist back from Jinx, shock evident in her eyes. She's surprised Jinx has actually paid that much attention to her, but there's not enough attention in the world to calm Caitlyn down at this point. All the memories of Jinx with Lux flow into her mind. "Like you're one to talk with little miss Flashlight attached to your hip!" Jinx is so angry she can imagine her blood boiling, the bubbles causing her body to shake. "You don't know shit!", she pokes her fingernail into Caitlyn's chest. "You left me at the party, not the other way around!"

At this point, Caitlyn was feeling some guilt, but both girls were mad at each other due to what had happened. Caitlyn was wrong and strong about it, refusing to back down. She slaps Jinx's hand away and retorts," Well, it doesn't matter now. You got the quick fuck you wanted." Fuming, Jinx gets in Caitlyn's face; nostrils flared as their noses touch. "I DIDN'T WANT A QUICK FUCK! I JUST WANTED YOU!" Feeling defeated, Jinx turns, harshly bumping Caitlyn, and heads towards the door. "Fuck this...", she mumbles to herself. Before she can unlock the door, Caitlyn grabs Jinx's hand and gently pulls her closer. Leaving no room for protest, Caitlyn allows one hand to cup Jinx's cheek while the other moves to her waist, effectively halting any more movement. In a softer tone, she requests, "Say it again." Jinx, still pissed but more flustered than anything, whispers," what..?" Caitlyn tightens her grip on the girl's waist before repeating her command," Say. It. Again." And for some reason, Jinx complies. "I want you, Caitlyn." The confession was like music to Caitlyn's ears, giving her an extra boost of confidence. Jinx was peeking up at her through her lashes, eyes wide and expectant. Tension filled the closet, and both girls knew what they wanted to happen next, what should happen next. Leaning down, Caitlyn captures Jinx's lips between her own. Jinx lets out a soft gasp, and Caitlyn takes full advantage of the opportunity as she sucks on Jinx's bottom lips before sinking her teeth in. She is entirely too aware of the dynamic shifting between them.

Pulling away from the kiss, she continues the conversation. "How bad do you want me?" The look in Jinx's eyes made Caitlyn's heart pound in delectable excitement. As if she had no other choice, Jinx slowly lowers herself to her knees while holding eye - contact with Caitlyn, dragging her nails down her exposed thighs. "This much.", Jinx admits, looking between Caitlyn's eyes and the space underneath her skirt. Caitlyn feels a sense of ownership in her heart as Jinx plays with the band of her skirt, silently asking Caitlyn for permission. Nodding breathlessly, Caitlyn gives that permission without even thinking about what she's agreeing to. How could she deny any offer made by Jinx when the girl is kneeling between her legs?

Smirking to herself, Jinx dips her head underneath Caitlyn's skirt, reappearing moments later to tug her panties down with her teeth. Jinx sharply nips at Caitlyn's thighs, leaving love bites behind as she works her way back up to her core. Jinx wastes no time, inhaling the naturally sweet scent, allowing her nose to bump up against Caitlyn's clit. Caitlyn jerks her hips upwards. "No teasing...", she warns when Jinx chuckles at her reaction. Instead of responding, Jinx licks one long stripe from Caitlyn's opening up to her clit before wrapping her lips around the bundle of nerves. Caitlyn lets out a hiss and grabs hold of one of Jinx's braids, and throws her other hand up to grab onto the shelf above her, effectively knocking over bottles of cleaning products. "More.. Please, Jinx..." The words shoot right between Jinx's legs and encourage her to reach up and sink her nails into Caitlyn's ass, pulling her cunt impossibly closer to her mouth. Jinx then lifts one of Caitlyn's legs up over her shoulder and slurps up some of Caitlyn's wetness. She then spreads her cunt open and spits the wetness back onto it before she plunges her tongue right into Caitlyn's soaking center. "Fuck, Jinx..!”, Caitlyn moans while rocking her hips back and forth, helping to fuck herself on Jinx’s tongue. Jinx continues to slide her tongue in and out of Caitlyn, working her right up to the edge.

Right when Caitlyn thinks she could cum, Jinx pulls her tongue out of her swiftly, making Caitlyn whine at the emptiness. Before she can complain, Jinx replaces her tongue with two fingers. She scissors them to stretch her Caitlyn out a bit before mercilessly pounding into her, making sure to curl her fingers at the right spot. The noises being let out by Caitlyn were heavenly, but Jinx needed to know Caitlyn wanted her and just how badly. She bunches up Caitlyn's skirt so it's no longer blocking her face, "How long have you been waiting for this?", Jinx boldly asks. Not missing a beat, Caitlyn responds," You're all I've been thinking about since I laid eyes on you.." Jinx pauses a moment before shockingly asking, full of jealously, "What about Vi..? "Time stills for a moment. Caitlyn forces her eyes to open through the pleasure so she can give Jinx her full attention. Jinx unknowingly holds her breath, thinking she's taken it too far. "Who?", Caitlyn responds with feigned innocence. That pleases Jinx well enough. Her fingers pick up speed again as she attaches her lips to Caitlyn's clit at the same time. Jinx starts to feel wetness cover her mouth and hand as Caitlyn tightens her thighs around her head.

"Fuck... fuck, you're so good..", Caitlyn trails off, and in one long moan, she's coming. Jinx helps to gently lower Caitlyn's leg while rubbing comforting circles on her thighs, ignoring the buzz of electricity flowing through her body. Having caught her breath, Caitlyn guides Jinx upwards by her chin into a kiss. When she tastes herself on Jinx's tongue, she lets out a long groan, and the kiss turns feverish and rough. Not being able to contain herself, she moves her hand from Jinx's chin to her neck, putting enough pressure to test Jinx's limits. A low hum is heard, so Caitlyn adds enough force to make Jinx see stars. The soft giggle that escapes from the shorter girl's lips makes Caitlyn pool at the realization that Jinx likes rough. Luckily, Caitlyn has enough built-up frustration that she can definitely give Jinx what she wants. With no warning, Caitlyn attaches her lips to Jinx's neck, leaving a trail of open-mouthed kisses. By the time she gets to the shell of Jinx's ear and bites, Jinx is a desperate mess and panting in anticipation. Caitlyn didn't miss the way Jinx shivered when she announced her praise, and she fully intends on milking that factor for every drop it's worth. "Well, aren't you being, oh so very well behaved?", she husks in Jinx's ear.

The statement catches Jinx off guard, and her knees buckle for a moment before she catches herself. She swallows thickly before responding breathlessly, "Mhm.. I'm on my best behavior." She expected a little dirty talk since all Caitlyn has ever done is try to talk to her, but what Jinx didn't expect was for Caitlyn to hum while sliding her hands underneath jinx's top. Jinx flushes a deep red and releases a choked gasp when Caitlyn uses the tips of her fingers to graze over her nipples slowly. "Tell me, bluebell, why are you being so good?" Jinx blushes impossibly more red as she reaches up in an attempt to cover her face. Before she can, Caitlyn roughly pinches her right nipple, and Jinx gasps in shock, but the pain quickly transforms to pleasure and leaves Jinx whining. Her eyes flutter, trying to close at the sensation, but Caitlyn pinches her left nipple to keep the attention on her. " Ah.. Ah.. answer the question.", Caitlyn reprimands. She then begins to palm both of Jinx's breasts, and when no response is heard, she continues, "Good girls don't ignore someone who's trying to reward them." Jinx hisses and swallows her pride, preparing to answer Caitlyn.

All Jinx knows is she wants to please Caitlyn. She can barely even think with all the pain, pleasure, and fresh memories of being between Caitlyn's legs flooding her senses. So she says the first thing that comes to mind. "Because I want you to fuck me." The words make Caitlyn moan as she lifts up Jinx's shirt and starts sucking and biting on her chest, leaving deep, purple hickies. Caitlyn pulls one of her nipples between her teeth and tugs as her hands find their way to Jinx's ass, groping and sinking her nails in. Caitlyn has Jinx moaning and breathless, but she still wants more. She slaps Jinx's ass, the sound echoing while Jinx grunts. "Oh... my... fucking...god..." In one fell swoop, Caitlyn has spun Jinx around and is pinning her up against the shelves. The wood digs into Jinx's back, and her braids get caught on the hooks beside them, but Jinx doesn't complain. She's too distracted by the way Caitlyn is holding eye contact with her as she undoes her pants. Her smirk is evident as she slides Jinx's pants down to her ankles before palming her cunt through her panties. Jinx should've known Caitlyn would be teasing her to no end with that look on her face.

The thought that Caitlyn is enjoying this as much as Jinx has her dripping wet, and she knows Caitlyn can feel it when she slips her fingers into her panties, past Jinx's soft mound of hair. Caitlyn's smirk grows into a smug grin, and Jinx releases a deep breath while clutching Caitlyn's arm, trying to stabilize herself and her body's reactions. "You and that perfect goddamn smile.." Caitlyn uses two fingers to rub against Jinx's clit, slow and calculated, getting Jinx to finally shut her eyes in pleasure. "How could I not smile?", Caitlyn comments while gathering up some of Jinx's wetness to apply more pressure on her clit. "You're fucking dripping...", Caitlyn grunts out, emphasizing her words by shoving three fingers into Jinx's wet core with no resistance at all. The feeling of being stretched out so suddenly goes straight to Jinx's head. Her eyes roll back, and her head lulls to the side. Caitlyn curls her fingers upward, massaging Jinx's g-spot, gripping her ass to both spread her open and hold her in place. "That's it, baby.. just relax. I'm only giving you what you want.", Caitlyn coos. Her soft words go against her actions as she gives her ass one last slap and locks her grip on Jinx's throat. When Caitlyn starts pounding into her, Jinx can't do anything except let out mewls of pleasure and the occasional curse word. As she rocks her hips, aiding in Caitlyn hitting her g-spot again, Caitlyn feels Jinx tighten around her fingers and can't help but think that being inside Jinx, fucking her, and watching her perky tits bounce is going to be her new favorite past time; the first will be when she watches Jinx cum all over her hand.

Caitlyn knows Jinx is close and isn't afraid to voice that fact. "You're not gonna last long fucking yourself on my hand like that, blue-bell..." In the midst of all the pleasure, hearing Caitlyn speak so vulgar pushes Jinx over the edge. Caitlyn attacks Jinx with a mouth-bruising kiss, and Jinx has to bite Caitlyn's lip to muffle her high-pitched squeal. When the feeling comes back into her body, Jinx pulls Caitlyn's hand out of her panties and brings it up to her mouth, making a show of sucking the tips clean. Not satisfied enough, Caitlyn takes the liberty of shoving the full length of her fingers into Jinx's mouth. "Suck." Jinx moans and tries her best to follow the instructions but three fingers, knuckle deep, is enough to make her eyes water. When she finally gags, Caitlyn chuckles and removes her fingers. "You look so pretty when you're teary-eyed.", she says, and she meant it. She helps to untangle Jinx's hair from the hooks and bends to pull Jinx's pants back up, noticing the worried look on her face, like she's afraid Caitlyn is about to walk out on her again. Caitlyn bends down and places a soft, lingering kiss on Jinx's forehead and pulls her close, enveloping her in a hug. "I'm not going anywhere, Jinx. Not this time." Jinx only nods.

"Okay, look...", Caitlyn starts and tilts Jinx's chin up, so their eyes meet, then continues, "I'm sorry for what's happened, Jinx. You, Vi, blondie... it was all too much, and I- I didn't know how to handle it.", she softly knocks their foreheads together. "But that's not going to happen again. I'm. Right. Here." Jinx pulls back from the hug. "Okay, I believe you.. Thanks for the quick fuck, by the way.", Jinx jokes, feeling reassured. Both girls gather themselves quickly before Jinx connects their hands and leads them towards the closet door. She turns the handle, and right before she opens it, Jinx turns to face Caitlyn and flashes a goofy grin, "And just so you know, this isn't the one hundred percent right moment I was talking about before... but who am I to deny angry sex."

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Chapter 1/?

Arcane University AU

jinx x caitlyn story (this chapter involves cait x vi)

tw : none really, jinx is a d!ckhead, insanely attractive love interest, caitlyn just wants to make a good impression w the pretty girl pls

Caitlyn's POV

Caitlyn was pissed.

Actually, she was feeling a lot of things at the moment but being pissed was the easiest to focus on. Due to her mother’s theatrics, she was late for her first class. More than late. So late, she was now early for her next one. For a moment she lets her stress get the better of her, as she begins to overanalyze her outfit. She takes note of how the wind lightly blows her skirt up as she jogs across campus. Before entering the building she bends over to tug her socks up so they are both evenly placed right below her knee.

She double-checks to make sure she has the right room. Her schedule tells her she needs to be at 314A: Criminal Justice in the Wilkinson Building. The door reads 314A, so she pushes it open with feigned confidence, her back straighter than usual and her chin held high. She’s overcompensating. Besides a few quick glances, nobody pays her much attention, so she heads straight for the back.

Turns out she took a seat next to a tall, somewhat built, dark-haired man named Jayce. She knows that because he wrote his name on his assignment, not because he told her. Caitlyn takes note of the way his eyebrow crease deepens when he crosses his t’s and dots his i’s. “Hi, I'm Caitlyn!” she says quite literally out of nowhere and in a higher pitch than intended. Her nervousness seeps through the barrier. He jumps a little but smiles nonetheless, “Hello Caitlyn, I’m Jayce”; he holds his fist out. His light grey long sleeve slightly slid, peeking out from his university jacket sleeve. The jacket tells Caitlyn he was probably excited today, while his gesture tells her he’s friendly and welcoming. It makes her think of a golden retriever, so she bumps his fist. As the class goes on, Caitlyn figures out she quite likes Jayce. She thinks maybe she’s found a friend. If not that, she definitely has found someone to sit next to regularly. As the minute dwindles down, Jayce and Caitlyn compare schedules. They see that they have the same class next, Physics. It’s Jayce’s idea to walk together.

The class is dismissed, and they set off. On the way out, Caitlyn is called back by her professor to get her name for attendance. As if she hadn’t beaten herself up enough, he then scolds her for being late and tells her not to make a habit of it. Caitlyn issues a quick apology and exists the room. Afterward, Caitlyn blindly follows Jayce to another building she’s never heard of, trying to remember his path. Caitlyn blindly follows Jayce trying to remember the path he’s taking. He seems to be over-familiar with this campus; confidence rings through the steps of his high tops. “You’ve been here before. A lot.”, Caitlyn states matter of factly. Jayce is thrown off a bit by her observation but explains, nonetheless. “Oh yeah, I’m always here. My mom was an alumna. So ever since I was a kid, I knew that this was the place for me.", he says with a smile and a chipper voice to match. Caitlyn only hums as a response. She doesn’t have much experience making her own decisions, so she doesn’t have much to contribute to the conversation anyways. They sharply turn another corner, the 10 minutes to get to their next class catching up to them. Caitlyn doesn’t make it as far as Jayce. She’s stopped short due to bumping into a person in front of her.

Naturally, to avoid a painful collision, Caitlyn grabs the shoulders of the other person. Halting them while keeping herself steady. Caitlyn has to look down a significant amount to see the details of the person in front of her. She notices that she’s a girl with ridiculously long blue hair. It was braided back only to the top of her shoulders, a metal band securing the braid and allowing the rest of her hair to fall across her body. Caitlyn takes notes of blue eyes, jealousy pinging her chest. The blue is much brighter than her own eyes. She scans the shorter girl’s face more intently now. Sharp eyebrows fixed in an annoyed expression. Freckles that remind Caitlyn of constellations. The black shadow under her eyes adds a nice contrast to the striking blue color. Plump lips, curled up, saying words that Caitlyn is not listening to. She’s too busy acknowledging the raw beauty of the girl in front of her. A hand pushes her back and to the side. “Well, excuse the fuck out of me!” the girl snaps and starts jogging in her original direction, opposite Caitlyn. Jayce has to tug Caitlyn's arm to get her to walk again. She doesn’t speak until they’re sitting down in their seats.

“Who was that?”, Caitlyn blurts out. Jayce looks at her, halfway confused, halfway amused. “You don’t know her? Everybody knows her.” She shakes her head and responds, “Everybody but me.” Jayce simply shrugs and states, “You will.” Caitlyn decides to leave the conversation at that. Clearly, she’s missing something here. She starts to wonder if her mother sheltering her for her whole life is beginning to embarrassingly catch up to her. There’s no time to think about that. The commotion in the front of the room takes her attention instead. First, she sees an average-sized, dark skin boy with grey twists contrasting his darker complexion. He’s wearing an oversized dark green jacket that seems to envelop his body. Black jeans and black and white sneakers, littered with what looks like neon graffiti, complete his look. “Well, if you wanted to borrow my skateboard, you could’ve just asked! I don’t know why you decided to track me down on the other side of campus, just to fail at snatching it from my hands as you run by!” he shouts while walking in. There’s a goofy smile on his face. Caitlyn figures he’s talking to a friend. She watched him hold his board out to whoever was walking in. Caitlyn hears her before she sees her, the voice unmistakable. “It would’ve worked out if I hadn’t bumped into a stupid Piltie on the way here. She threw me off my game!” then she elbows the dark-skinned boy with raised eyebrows and says in a sing-song voice, “Nice rack, though..” They both laugh. Caitlyn doesn’t. She crosses her arms over her chest, feeling oddly exposed now.

Caitlyn takes this opportunity to observe the blue-haired girl's outfit. Overalls made from deep brown corduroy fabric hang loosely on her body. The bottoms are rolled up three times but still get caught at the bottom of her boots. One shoulder strap is up while the other falls carelessly off her other shoulder. Her black shirt, if you can even call it that, does nothing but cover her nipples essentially. Caitlyn starts to burn up. She notices that the graffiti on the boy’s jacket matches the graffiti littered at the bottom of the girl’s overalls. “Yeah.. yeah..” the boy starts, “Anyway, where do you wanna sit?” Caitlyn catches the eye of the blue-haired girl and sits up, hope emitting from her. A scoff and “Anywhere but there..” is what Caitlyn hears next. Caitlyn audibly sighs as a response. This catches Jayce’s attention and causes him to look up. His eyes land on the dark skin boy, and his face immediately brightens. Caitlyn accepts her inevitable doom, and Jayce lifts his arm and exclaims, “Ekko!! My man!! You already know where to sit!” The boy, who Caitlyn now knows is Ekko, responds with the same enthusiasm as he drags the blue-haired girl towards the back of the room with him. Both girls audibly groan at the same time.

There are not enough seats on Jayce’s side so the girls are forced to not only sit in the same area but also right next to each other. While the boys seem to be having the time of their life, Caitlyn is at a standstill. She remembers her manners and turns to introduce herself. With a hand held out and a warm smile, she begins “Hi I’m C-” “Caitlyn. I know.”, blue-haired girl cuts her off, keeping her attention on the pencil she’s twirling. As if the wood encasing lead is more interesting than she could ever be. “Okay.”, Caitlyn says while slumping back in her seat. She raises her palm and motions toward the girl. “And who are you?”, she asks, tone flat. The girl looks at her like she’s a cross between stupid and insane. “You really don’t know who I am?” she asked with a chuckle. Caitlyn just shakes her head no. Obviously not if I'm asking. This excites the girl, and she leans back in her chair, swinging her arm trying to catch Ekko’s attention. Without caring if he’s listening or not she exclaims, laughter evident in her voice. “Hey, Ekko!! Piltie has no idea who I am!!” Caitlyn feels the back of her neck burn hot. Like everyone is in on a joke. Like she’s the joke. Because she is. Ekko chuckles and throws an eraser in the girl’s general direction. “Jinx, play nice. Nobody likes a bully.”, he says, tone playful.

Jinx. That’s all Caitlyn can focus on.

Now that she can put a name to a face she turns to face the blue-haired girl. “Well Jinx..”, she pauses. The name on her tongue makes her tastebuds feel different. Before she can decide if it's a good or bad type of different Caitlyn continues. “I hope that we can become fro-” Jinx cuts her off again. “Have you ever been told to shut the fuck up?”, sarcasm dripping from her voice. “..N-no?”, Caitlyn stutters, now cautious. Jinx just nods, head resting in her hand, and lets out a hum. “Hmm… yeah.. I can tell.” Caitlyn decided she does not like talking to Jinx. For the rest of the class, she keeps her attention on her left side, completely ignoring the girl on her right. She hears Jayce invite Ekko to lunch and immediately starts thinking of an excuse. Jinx makes her stomach swim and she doesn’t think she’d be able to enjoy her food if Jinx is there. In fact, she thinks, I can’t stand this class with her here either. Luckily, the professor dismisses the class. Before Jayce can even open his mouth, Caitlyn is already standing up and gathering her items. She quickly tells him to put his number in her phone. While typing in the digits, he looks up at her concerned. “Wait..so you’re not getting food..?” “Nope!”, Caitlyn says, emphasizing the p, “I’m gonna go find the library. Not hungry anyways..”, she shrugs, feeling blue eyes bore into her skull behind her.

She turns to spin on her heels and exit the room but hears Ekko speak. “You know… Jinx actually always goes to the Library during lunch.” Caitlyn already hates where this is going. “Maybe she can walk you. Big campus, twists, and turns, travel buddies are essential.” he jokes. Neither Jinx nor Caitlyn laugh. “I was actually going to get lunch today. Didn’t have breakfast. Maybe next time..”, Jinx trails off. Caitlyn looks like she knows Jinx is lying but doesn’t press the matter further. She didn’t want the girl to walk her anyway. With that said, Caitlyn sets off to the library. It took her a couple of wrong turns to find the building but she gets there nonetheless. The smell of the pages and wood in the air calms her. Grounds her. Reminds her that she’s more than the nickname Piltie. That she’s more than her mother and the money and glistening buildings. The thought of her being more than a punchline to Jinx crosses her mind. It makes her feel less secure than she already was so she lets the thought pass just as easily as it had come. She finds herself in the section holding books with details from high-profile cases. Her favorites are the books with interviews. Exact quotes straight from a killer’s mouth. Excerpts involving the gruesome details of the acts they’ve committed. The criminal mind intrigued her. After skimming through a couple of books she settles on three that she’s willing to check out and indulge herself in for the next day or two.

The rest of her day goes by smoothly. She’s able to find the remainder of her classes. Chats with a few friendly faces. The only inconvenience is the way her face involuntarily twists when she sees Jinx in passing. Apparently, they have a few classes together. As the day winds down, Caitlyn heads to check out the outdoor activities before heading home. As she passes the oversized field, something catches her attention. One quite short, red-headed girl, in between a large group of guys. Based on their attire, Caitlyn figures that they’re here for football tryouts. While watching the tryouts, Caitlyn notices the way that the boys doubt the red-haired girl. That is, up until it’s her turn to show off her skills. “Okay hot stuff..” she hears the coach say to the girl and internally cringes. “It’s a simple play-through. All you have to do is run this football to the end-zone. You make it, you’re in. You’re tackled, you’re out.” The red-haired girl doesn’t say anything. She simply cracks her knuckles, then her neck, and grabs the ball. It all happened so fast. The girl is lighter on her feet than Caitlyn could’ve expected. Not only is she avoiding the men, but she’s knocking half of them down with her shoulders as she runs by. The scene ignites a fire in Caitlyn. A fire that her mother so desperately tries to snuff out. At the end zone, the red-haired girl drops the football and spits out her mouthguard. “See you at practice coach!!”, she shouts as she makes her way off the field. Her assumption would be right. How could she not be welcomed onto the team after the show of sheer talent she just put on? Stopping short in her tracks, she eyes Caitlyn up and down and flashes her a smile that shoots through Caitlyn like a bullet.

Caitlyn’s palms sweat and her ears ring as she realizes that the red-haired girl is now making her way toward her. “Enjoy watching me play?”, the girl asks, the seductive energy she’s emitting throws Caitlyn off. “Y-yeah, I mean.. N-no I mean, yes you play good but no I wasn’t like… staring or anything. Just passing by.” “Passing by..?”, the girl parrots. “For twenty minutes?”, she questions, eyebrow raised. Caitlyn was caught. “Mhm.” is all she can manage to get out. Clearing her throat and wiping the sweat on her palms off on her skirt, she holds out her hand. “Hi! I’m C-” She’s cut off again. “Piltie. Her name is Piltie.”, says a familiar voice. Caitlyn turns and sees Jinx, sluggishly making her way down the bleachers behind Caitlyn. “Can we go now, sis.. you obviously made the team.” Had she been there the whole time? Waiting? Watching? Violet takes her hand and shakes it firmly, a smile evident on her face. “ Well, Piltie..” she jokes, “I’m Violet. I’m sure you know my baby sister Jinx.” Caitlyn rolls her eyes and huffs. “Yeah.. everyone knows her apparently.” Violet laughs, not catching the annoyance in Caitlyn’s voice. “Haha, yeah that's so true. But anyway, I’d love to stay and chat but Jinx gets a little cranky when she’s out of the house for too long. How about you give me your number and you can tell me more about how you managed to pass by..” Air quotes. “.. for twenty minutes?” Violet is already holding out her phone. Jinx just groans and reaches into Violet's duffel-bag, pulls out a pair of keys, and walks off. “Car! Waiting! Hurry your gay ass up!”

Caitlyn types her number into Violet's phone. She sees Violet save it as “Cupcake” but doesn’t question it. Then she quickly goes home, more than ready to forget today. Forget this place. Forget Jinx. She ignores her mother as she tries to greet her and ask how it all went. Walking into her room, she face-plants on her bed and lets out a scream. Caitlyn has no idea why she’s so frustrated. Today wasn’t even all that bad. Just when she thinks maybe she should write a pros and cons list of how the day went, her phone rings. Jayce’s name pops up on her screen. She takes notes of the dog emoji he had put next to his name. Total golden retriever. It was just him being kind. Sending a picture of his schedule for easy access and letting her know that he’s happy he met her. Caitlyn sends a pic back of her schedule and returns the kindness. During dinner, Caitlyn mostly just hums responses at her mother while she talks about the importance of making a good impression. Caitlyn thinks back to Jinx. No good impression there. With the blue-haired girl in mind, Caitlyn’s stomach flips. She comes to the decision that she’s done eating. The only thing that could remotely make her feel better now is a nice, warm shower and one of her books to lull her to sleep. That’s exactly what happens.

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