bluefootedbooby

[bluefootedbooby]

This may seem weird but could you do a jinx x reader where jinx finds out the reader self harms either by seeing the scars or walking in on them?

yes! as someone who has struggled this is for sure something i can do!

CW: SH, implied suicide references.

Because of me?

it was quiet, the air was still in the bathroom where you sat on the floor huddled between the wall and toilet with your cheek against the toilet seat and arm bleeding. you felt nauseous, ears ringing and skin going cold as the air stung the wounds on your wrist. you pick the blade up again, another violent slash that might have been too much. no matter how much toilet paper you pressed to the wound it kept pooling up again. shit.

you knew jinx kept a very small first aid box in her workbench drawer, of course you had no idea if she was there and more than likely she would be. but this wouldn’t stop bleeding, it was getting worrying. what do you do? it’s like your girlfriend could sense trouble and you hear a knock on the door.

“toots? all good in there? ya taking a dump?”

trembling, that’s all you could manage. do you lie? both options are horrible. “yeah…” gosh that was the worst way to say it. worse though is that of course you didn’t lock the door so when the knob started to gently turn and those purple eyes lightly illuminated the entry way you blood froze watching those optimistic and cheerful eyes widen in horror and the blood.

“what- what are you doing in here…?”

she saw it quickly, the deep slash with shallower cuts nearby it. the air was sucked out of the room, jinx stared down at them before looking back into your eyes. “what.. why?” and you broke there, tears falling down your face in anguish at your actions.

then… worse.

“are you.. why did.. is it me? b-because of me?”

you shattered, standing up instantly and hugging her tight. “no! no! never, never you.” jinx didn’t know what to do, she was convinced she was the problem so you ended up holding her for an hour. humming and holding her until she saw the red that was staining her shirt and snapped back into it, grabbing your arm and pulling it close.

“no! don’t comfort me, this! this, trinket, why? why didn’t you do this? did i make you feel this way?”

“no! jinx, no! i-i promise. i just…” the words escaped. gone as if they didn’t exist, maybe they didn’t. no words could fix it. so words stopped as jinx began to tend to your arm.

jinx was crying the whole time, trying to keep herself together as pink glowing droplets fell onto your arm, some landing in your wounds and helping to heal them. others dripping down to her lap. she couldn’t even look at you, like she was angry. goodness did she wanna be but she couldn’t, not when she occasionally caught a look when you had your head turned and could see how broken you were at her knowing. she could tell it wasn’t her fault, she should be able to tell, mylo was pestering for the other reason though. tears, tears, tears until she finished off the wrapping. she bent down and kissed the soft cotton, pressing her forehead into your arm a moment and whispering something soft and small. then, she looked up at you, gaze teary and translucent. you could see all her pain, smell her fear, taste her love all within one gaze. she swallowed before speaking in a broken voice.

“i love you, okay? i-i-i… fuck i don’t know. how did i miss…” she paused to bite her lip and figure out what to say. “i wish you told me. i would’ve done anything to prevent you from doing this. anything.”

she was so sincere, vulnerable in a way you rarely ever see her. her face looked almost younger when she got like this, cheeks puffier and eyes like saucers as she pouted in agony.

“i love you, okay?” she repeated again. and again. and again.

the night was silent, you two didn’t speak. he’ll she rarely even asked why because if it were her she wouldn’t wanna answer now either. so instead she held you, help you so tight that if you even moved an inch she would tighten more like a constrictor. suffocating you with her adoration because she was scared if she let you go you’d do it again, or worse. way worse. maybe part of her did believe it was her fault. so when the lamp on the nightstand went dark she muttered to you.

“i’ll hurt whoever made you feel like this, okay? you’ll never see them again.” her fingers laced into your hair strands it felt almost a threat to herself.

“i love you, okay?” you whispered, kissing along her arm like she was the one who needed the most comfort. but you did want her to know it wasn’t her fault but you just didn’t have the energy to vocalize it.

neither of you slept.

———

sorry this is short 😅 and sorry i’ve not posted in a bit. but i do appreciate u guys :) and sorry this is a sad one to drop LOL it’s been growing dust in my inbox tho so i felt the need

[bluefootedbooby]

THIS IS SO GOOD!!! 🌝 (i’m sooo high and horny guys)

── .✦ H E A D C A N O N #4

Jinx likes to record your intimate moments.

#cw. Jinx x fem!reader (established relationship), recording kink, voyeurism, masturbation (implied), vulnerability/soft!Jinx, praise. mdni .ᐟ.ᐟ

Jinx masterlist ⭑.ᐟ

Jinx doesn’t just fuck you—she documents you. Like a little project. Like a perverted art piece she’s building one moan at a time. She’s shameless about it, too. No warning, no asking, just a low “Keep going, baby,” as the shutter sound clicks and your naked body flashes across her phone screen.

She loves catching you mid-moan, mouth open, eyes half-rolled, fingers digging into the sheets. Sometimes, it’s her hand between your legs. Sometimes, it’s her strap buried deep inside you, camera in one hand, the other pulling your hair back so she can capture the way your face contorts when you’re taking all of her. “Smile for me,” she murmurs, voice hoarse, soaked in lust. “Just for a second, baby.”

And she records on anything. Whatever’s closest. Phone when she’s impatient, camcorder when she wants to savor it—the one she thrifted and makes everything look like a cursed VHS from 2004.

You had laughed the first time she brought it to bed, teasing her like it was just another one of her chaotic whims, but Jinx had been serious. “Let me show you how I see you,” she said.

That is how it began.

Now, it’s ritual.

Jinx likes to play director. Not in a bossy way—okay, maybe a little—but in that obsessive, breathless way she does everything. She likes controlling the angles, the lighting, the timing. She likes watching you fall apart frame by frame, pixel by pixel.

Big red record button, mounted on a makeshift tripod. She takes her time, makes you stay still while she adjusts the frame, gives you little teasing commands—“Arch more, baby—yeah, like that. Show the camera what I do to you.”

She always starts with a soft purr: “Don’t mind the red light, baby—just wanna keep you forever.” Then she whispers in your ear, breath hot and full of wicked delight, “Say hi to the camera, sweetheart.” And when you hide your face, flushed and wrecked, she just giggles and coos, “You’re so cute when you’re embarrassed. Don’t worry, it’s just for me.”

Sometimes it’s messy—rushed, breathless, the tripod askew because Jinx couldn’t wait. Other times she sets everything up like a scene: candles, her little speaker playing something low and sultry, you spread out on her sheets while she zooms in on every inch of you she loves. She bites her lip while watching you through the viewfinder—softly praising, perving, worshipping.

Sometimes, she turns the lens on herself, too. She likes the way her pupils blow wide when your lips trace her stomach, how her hips arch into the frame. She likes the tension in her jaw, the twitch of her smile when you make her moan. She likes remembering. Replaying. Reliving.

Jinx never trusted her memory.

Feelings slip through her fingers too fast—like static, like smoke. One second she’s shaking in your arms, full and fucked and floating, and the next, it’s gone. Nothing but skin cooling too fast and a brain already racing somewhere else. But when she films, she can trap it. Every twitch. Every gasp. Every second. It’s more than sex or porn. It’s proof—proof that it happened, that she’d been wanted that much, touched that deep, fucked so thoroughly her brain had no choice but to shut up and let her feel.

Proof you’ll never be this for anyone else.

Proof you were hers.

Proof you still are.

And she thinks, God, that’s me. That’s mine. That happened. It’s real. It’s something she can own, even if it’s something as stupid as underwear reviews.

Afterwards, she pulls you into her lap, arms wrapped tight while the tape plays in the background. You cringe, hiding in her neck, but she’s grinning like the devil. “Look how good you look. Look how pretty you are when you’re mine.”

She never posts them, never shares them, doesn’t even brag. The tapes are sacred—hers to rewatch when she’s lonely, or aching, or just too obsessed with the way your body reacts to her touch. And you let her—over and over again—not because you love the camera, but because you love the look in her eyes when she sees you through it. Like you’re art. Like you’re home.

She keeps the files hidden on her phone, named in codes only she understands—timestamps and inside jokes, raw footage labeled like artwork.

“blue_wreckage03.mp4”

“babyXme_4am_fuck.mp4”

“2idiots_in_lust.mp4”

“gigglefuck_006.mp4”

She burns DVDs, too. Actual DVDs. She’s got a whole collection—organized and color-coded. She takes the time to make ugly little covers for them with hearts and sharpies, doodles of your face and stupid titles like:

“Vol.7: She’s So Fucking Loud <3”

“Crybaby’s First Time”

“Shy Girl Gets Loud”

“Mine. Mine. Mine (Extended Version)”

She plays them for you on lazy afternoons, projecting the image onto the wall, her fingers between your legs while your recorded moans mix with the real ones. “Fuck, look at you,” she breathes. “You’re my favorite movie, y’know that?” Sometimes, you catch her rewatching them when she thinks you’re asleep. Phone brightness low, her other hand idly stroking herself, mouthing your name like a prayer.

She does it not only because she’s obsessed, but because in her glitchy, lust-drenched archive of you, she feels closest to heaven.

full drabble/fic incoming :3

[bluefootedbooby]

part 2?

powder/jinx x f!reader

summary: au powder switches bodies with mu jinx to find herself dating you rather then ekko… any slowly begins to fall in love?

tags: angst, fluff, freaky friday, one shot

RIIIIING.

the noise kept echoing along powder’s cranium. she found herself seated rather then laughing with ekko at the last drop where she just was. what? she looked around the room at the neon lights searing her eyes. suddenly, someone shook her shoulder.

“hey, jinx? you okay?”

what? powder’s eyes widened and she stood up at the stranger. her neck felt so heavy as if there was a boulder weighing her down by the throat. she whipped around to see two long blue braids swing and slap her body. she lifted her hands seeing her own excited painted blue and pink in a pattern and her middle finger made of copper. the stranger approached again trying to calm her down.

“babe, hey, hey. it’s alright.”

powder slapped her hands away.

“babe? no no, i think you got the wrong pers..”

a broken mirror caught her attention, her eyes were pink and skin so ghostly pale she looked ill. she gasped before rushing over, feeling her face then noticing the pictures along the side of the frame of her and the strange. kissing, hugging, sharing memories. she was supposed to know this girl, but she didn’t. where was ekko? suddenly, tiny arms wrapped her waist with a smack! she looked down to see a small girl in a miners hat with doodles similar to her own.

“is this about what happened? it’s been a week… and caitlyn and vi haven’t come back down to look for you. i think we are in the clear.”

vi? what? no. where is she? dreaming surely. the stranger put her hand down on powder’s shoulders to hold her as the kid kept hugging her. powder looked around a moment, her hand instinctively holding onto the stranger as if she were ekko. she wasn’t, but she was in ekko’s role here.

———

it took a few hours for powder to wrap her head around it all. but the notes on hextech from this ‘jinx’ person were useful. she got it down to two options, either she switched placed with an alternative version of her or her whole life before has been a dream. both seemed insane but the former the better option. it meant she had a chance of finding a way home, how though? she didn’t know… but this stranger seemed to know a lot about jinx. maybe she knew how to engineer like her too.

although… what even was this, hextech? powder had no clue. was it magic? it seemed magic… but otherwise she had no idea.

“hey um… babe?” powder awkwardly asked turning towards you. “hm?” “if you just met me, how would you introduce yourself?” cause that didn’t seem suspicious at all. “oh uh, i’d probably say something like ‘hey, my name is y/n. how are you?’ or something like that. why?” perfect. y/n, that’s her name. “okay okay, cool. now like, what would you do if suddenly i woke up and i wasn’t actually the me you knew, but like a me from an alternative universe. what then?” your face shifted to concern, leaning your arm onto the counter. “i dunno, probably love ya still. why, haha, did you wake up and realize you’re in an alternate universe?” you were so witty, funny, you had a charm that rang through powder that felt similar to how she does with ekko. “maybe i did.” but of course you played it off as jinx just being jinx.

you watched from afar, seeing your girlfriend working on a new blueprint using hextech to make some sort of… teleporter? you weren’t totally sure… not that it mattered since jinx usually knew what she was doing. your arms wrapped jinx’s neck, she jumped spinning around with hostility is if she didn’t know you at all. as if you hadn’t touched her in ways more intimate then that. “sorry, ya startled me.” she hummed out, avoiding your gaze. your hand scooped up her cheeks. “jinx… are you sure you’re okay?” her gaze softened at yours, is if she was falling in love with you all over again. deep in them there was this… soft change of hues. reds, greens, blues, purples. like a web formation in her irises as she stared at you. “jinx?” you repeated as if the name wasn’t hers. things have been strange recently… every since that fight in janna’s temple seeing all their hextech powered weapons glitch out got you curious about the arcane. recalling the conversation from earlier you began to wonder if it was true? only one way to find out.

powder’s eyes widened as your lips met hers, she jumped back and gave you a sort of push. it was so sudden, but something felt right? after breaking free though she backed into the desk before you gasped. “you did wake up in an alternate universe!”

———

it was an… interesting night. but what was so strange is that even though powder was dedicated to ekko, she felt as though you were truly her soulmate in this universe. hopefully that doesn’t count as cheating… powder played with the long bristly braids of her heavy hair. honestly her appearance is what shocked her most. what happened? and you kept bringing up vi as if she were alive. was she alive here? powder wasn’t sure. she tuned in halfway you saying the word ‘hextech’ what even was that anyways?

“huh?” jinx shook her head suddenly. you giggled placing a hand on her thigh. was that weird? was this your jinx still? she didn’t talk about her ‘universe’ if that’s what you say, you weren’t sure about anything anymore.

on the floor between you two sat a hextech machine she quickly scrapped together, since jinx insisted on sitting on pillows under the blanket fort. she enjoyed that a lot. and even more she enjoyed isha, goodness was so confused, but she’s a kid so this was all a thrill. jinx picked up her hex gem, the one you vividly remember helping her steal but meant absolutely nothing to this doppelgänger, setting in down into the slot and cranking a small dial she stole from a fan. sparks, blue and fueled by arcane energy flashed between them. and as if she were her own, jinx flinched back in shock, her body accidentally zapped back with pink streaks. your hand lifted and isha tried her best to grab her as well. thankfully you got her before anything bad could’ve happened. there was a pause as the flickers died down.

“you… okay?” powder heard your words mumbling in her ears. that was hextech? those crystals? did vi not die that day? everything was too much. where is vander? mylo? claggor? ekko? is vi alive but they’re dead? her heart beat faster until she felt a soft grab on the side of her jaw. the spot that her mom used to hold, and vi, and ekko, it always soothed her. you knew her… loved her anyways even though she wasn’t your ‘jinx’. this felt wrong but yet the way you touched her and smiled was so warm and eager. full of pure love. and in a blink, powder zipped forward and kiss you. it was short-lived hearing the exaggerated gag noise from isha. powder turned over with her lips slightly puckered still before giggling.

“pfft, grow up kid.” her eyes rolled. it was so strange how her eyes glow as she can see the light of them on her nose and cheek in her vision. isha crawled over and hugged the two so the attention was focused on her too. powder didn’t mind, clearly this kid cared about jinx and she sure was pretty fun.

———

isha passed out on the floor hours ago as you and jinx went over the blueprints one more time. “okay, well if you need a large area then we can move it out towards one of the propeller blades.” jinx’s finger pointed at a jutting propeller with a bathtub on it. “you sure? it’s close to the edge.” your shoulders slumped, eyes heavy and tired. “look, why don’t we figure it out more tomorrow.” patting isha awake, the girl stumbled over to the mattress on the floor before curling into the blankets.

powder wasn’t adamant at the thought. “i need to get back to my universe, i’m sorry, you’re..” she paused, eyes sincere. “you’re great, i promise. but you gotta be with your jinx, i gotta be with my ekko. and uh… based on these explosives everywhere, she’s quite the havoc.” powder picked up the blueprint and walked to the workbench.

you stood there, it was a strange well of sorrow in your chest listening to jinx… she wasn’t even jinx. but jinx say that. she was right though, and gosh if this jinx is here where is yours? seeing her sit alone far away just hurt your heart, what if this was permanent? maybe it’s best leave ‘jinx’ alone. so you did, taking isha into your arms as you lay next to her. the best felt no large, empty. was this permanent? please don’t be permanent. isha looked up at you and you could just tell what she was asking without any words. “i dunno, i think she’ll be okay.” that’s all you knew, but now that the thought of your jinx being gone frightened you. not that this one was bad! but what would you do without yours. your love, lost somewhere.

you didn’t sleep very well, especially with the constant clanking in the background.

[bluefootedbooby]

powder/jinx x f!reader

summary: au powder switches bodies with mu jinx to find herself dating you rather then ekko… any slowly begins to fall in love?

tags: angst, fluff, freaky friday, one shot

RIIIIING.

the noise kept echoing along powder’s cranium. she found herself seated rather then laughing with ekko at the last drop where she just was. what? she looked around the room at the neon lights searing her eyes. suddenly, someone shook her shoulder.

“hey, jinx? you okay?”

what? powder’s eyes widened and she stood up at the stranger. her neck felt so heavy as if there was a boulder weighing her down by the throat. she whipped around to see two long blue braids swing and slap her body. she lifted her hands seeing her own excited painted blue and pink in a pattern and her middle finger made of copper. the stranger approached again trying to calm her down.

“babe, hey, hey. it’s alright.”

powder slapped her hands away.

“babe? no no, i think you got the wrong pers..”

a broken mirror caught her attention, her eyes were pink and skin so ghostly pale she looked ill. she gasped before rushing over, feeling her face then noticing the pictures along the side of the frame of her and the strange. kissing, hugging, sharing memories. she was supposed to know this girl, but she didn’t. where was ekko? suddenly, tiny arms wrapped her waist with a smack! she looked down to see a small girl in a miners hat with doodles similar to her own.

“is this about what happened? it’s been a week… and caitlyn and vi haven’t come back down to look for you. i think we are in the clear.”

vi? what? no. where is she? dreaming surely. the stranger put her hand down on powder’s shoulders to hold her as the kid kept hugging her. powder looked around a moment, her hand instinctively holding onto the stranger as if she were ekko. she wasn’t, but she was in ekko’s role here.

———

it took a few hours for powder to wrap her head around it all. but the notes on hextech from this ‘jinx’ person were useful. she got it down to two options, either she switched placed with an alternative version of her or her whole life before has been a dream. both seemed insane but the former the better option. it meant she had a chance of finding a way home, how though? she didn’t know… but this stranger seemed to know a lot about jinx. maybe she knew how to engineer like her too.

although… what even was this, hextech? powder had no clue. was it magic? it seemed magic… but otherwise she had no idea.

“hey um… babe?” powder awkwardly asked turning towards you. “hm?” “if you just met me, how would you introduce yourself?” cause that didn’t seem suspicious at all. “oh uh, i’d probably say something like ‘hey, my name is y/n. how are you?’ or something like that. why?” perfect. y/n, that’s her name. “okay okay, cool. now like, what would you do if suddenly i woke up and i wasn’t actually the me you knew, but like a me from an alternative universe. what then?” your face shifted to concern, leaning your arm onto the counter. “i dunno, probably love ya still. why, haha, did you wake up and realize you’re in an alternate universe?” you were so witty, funny, you had a charm that rang through powder that felt similar to how she does with ekko. “maybe i did.” but of course you played it off as jinx just being jinx.

you watched from afar, seeing your girlfriend working on a new blueprint using hextech to make some sort of… teleporter? you weren’t totally sure… not that it mattered since jinx usually knew what she was doing. your arms wrapped jinx’s neck, she jumped spinning around with hostility is if she didn’t know you at all. as if you hadn’t touched her in ways more intimate then that. “sorry, ya startled me.” she hummed out, avoiding your gaze. your hand scooped up her cheeks. “jinx… are you sure you’re okay?” her gaze softened at yours, is if she was falling in love with you all over again. deep in them there was this… soft change of hues. reds, greens, blues, purples. like a web formation in her irises as she stared at you. “jinx?” you repeated as if the name wasn’t hers. things have been strange recently… every since that fight in janna’s temple seeing all their hextech powered weapons glitch out got you curious about the arcane. recalling the conversation from earlier you began to wonder if it was true? only one way to find out.

powder’s eyes widened as your lips met hers, she jumped back and gave you a sort of push. it was so sudden, but something felt right? after breaking free though she backed into the desk before you gasped. “you did wake up in an alternate universe!”

———

it was an… interesting night. but what was so strange is that even though powder was dedicated to ekko, she felt as though you were truly her soulmate in this universe. hopefully that doesn’t count as cheating… powder played with the long bristly braids of her heavy hair. honestly her appearance is what shocked her most. what happened? and you kept bringing up vi as if she were alive. was she alive here? powder wasn’t sure. she tuned in halfway you saying the word ‘hextech’ what even was that anyways?

“huh?” jinx shook her head suddenly. you giggled placing a hand on her thigh. was that weird? was this your jinx still? she didn’t talk about her ‘universe’ if that’s what you say, you weren’t sure about anything anymore.

on the floor between you two sat a hextech machine she quickly scrapped together, since jinx insisted on sitting on pillows under the blanket fort. she enjoyed that a lot. and even more she enjoyed isha, goodness was so confused, but she’s a kid so this was all a thrill. jinx picked up her hex gem, the one you vividly remember helping her steal but meant absolutely nothing to this doppelgänger, setting in down into the slot and cranking a small dial she stole from a fan. sparks, blue and fueled by arcane energy flashed between them. and as if she were her own, jinx flinched back in shock, her body accidentally zapped back with pink streaks. your hand lifted and isha tried her best to grab her as well. thankfully you got her before anything bad could’ve happened. there was a pause as the flickers died down.

“you… okay?” powder heard your words mumbling in her ears. that was hextech? those crystals? did vi not die that day? everything was too much. where is vander? mylo? claggor? ekko? is vi alive but they’re dead? her heart beat faster until she felt a soft grab on the side of her jaw. the spot that her mom used to hold, and vi, and ekko, it always soothed her. you knew her… loved her anyways even though she wasn’t your ‘jinx’. this felt wrong but yet the way you touched her and smiled was so warm and eager. full of pure love. and in a blink, powder zipped forward and kiss you. it was short-lived hearing the exaggerated gag noise from isha. powder turned over with her lips slightly puckered still before giggling.

“pfft, grow up kid.” her eyes rolled. it was so strange how her eyes glow as she can see the light of them on her nose and cheek in her vision. isha crawled over and hugged the two so the attention was focused on her too. powder didn’t mind, clearly this kid cared about jinx and she sure was pretty fun.

———

isha passed out on the floor hours ago as you and jinx went over the blueprints one more time. “okay, well if you need a large area then we can move it out towards one of the propeller blades.” jinx’s finger pointed at a jutting propeller with a bathtub on it. “you sure? it’s close to the edge.” your shoulders slumped, eyes heavy and tired. “look, why don’t we figure it out more tomorrow.” patting isha awake, the girl stumbled over to the mattress on the floor before curling into the blankets.

powder wasn’t adamant at the thought. “i need to get back to my universe, i’m sorry, you’re..” she paused, eyes sincere. “you’re great, i promise. but you gotta be with your jinx, i gotta be with my ekko. and uh… based on these explosives everywhere, she’s quite the havoc.” powder picked up the blueprint and walked to the workbench.

you stood there, it was a strange well of sorrow in your chest listening to jinx… she wasn’t even jinx. but jinx say that. she was right though, and gosh if this jinx is here where is yours? seeing her sit alone far away just hurt your heart, what if this was permanent? maybe it’s best leave ‘jinx’ alone. so you did, taking isha into your arms as you lay next to her. the best felt no large, empty. was this permanent? please don’t be permanent. isha looked up at you and you could just tell what she was asking without any words. “i dunno, i think she’ll be okay.” that’s all you knew, but now that the thought of your jinx being gone frightened you. not that this one was bad! but what would you do without yours. your love, lost somewhere.

you didn’t sleep very well, especially with the constant clanking in the background.

[bluefootedbooby]

working on it 😋

thinking about jinx x reader but au powder jumps into MU jinx’s body somehow and is confused as to why she is dating reader rather then ekko because circumstances are different and the two working together to help make a way back while au powder slowly begins to like reader

if that makes sense

[bluefootedbooby]

thinking about jinx x reader but au powder jumps into MU jinx’s body somehow and is confused as to why she is dating reader rather then ekko because circumstances are different and the two working together to help make a way back while au powder slowly begins to like reader

if that makes sense

[bluefootedbooby]

Hmmmm what about jinx x reader with the hexstrap? 🤭🤭

Take it so well.

nsfw

Jinx was tinkering at her desk, hands fastening intricate leather straps together with rivets. You stride over, smile on your coy face before hugging her.

“Leather? Didn’t realize I was dating a leather smith.”

She chuckles, turning her head to kiss your jawline. “I’m a jack of many trades.” Jinx nibbles the angle of your jaw, kissing and licking your sweet spot. Your hand gently trails to her chest, softly caressing and squeezing her small breasts. Jinx grips your wrist with a smile. “Alright, I gotta focus!” She tilts her head back to her work. You take a moment, your chin on her shoulder, to observe her work.

Yeah… you recognized what it was, a strap-on, but more than that. The leather was embedded with runes, tubes and metal pieces. At the top was a small circular slot that protruded out similar to the one on her zapper gun. On the side was a pouch of glowing crystals, her hex gems that she stole.

“Man, I haven’t seen those since…”

The air seemed to suck out of the room, your mouth shutting immediately. Your eyes instinctively going towards the child drawings on Jinx’s mirror. Jinx twitched slightly eyes wide before her hand combed through her buzzed hair to get herself together. She kissed your hand holding it close.

“I was going over those notes from the Golden Boy. Lots of useful stuff in there. Some of these runes are really powerful. And ya know, a little combining and they make a whole bunch of new stuff! Pretty neat huh?”

She bounced back so quickly, but honestly it was for the best right now.

“Yeah.”

You smile, your hand touching the etched leather.

“So… it’s clearly a strap-on. But um… What does it do?”

And then… that wicked smile that meant you were in for a ride. Jinx grabbed one of the stones, holding it between her fingers a moment.

“Head to the bed, kay? Lemme suit up!”

Jinx laughed out picking up the leather strap-on. She whisked off to somewhere concealed from your view. While she was gone you made your way to the bed, sitting down on the messy surface and waiting for your blazing bluenette. Of course, Jinx always took too long just to tease you and after five minutes of you waiting and squirming in your own pool of excitement she came out wearing the strap-on, the shaft glowing blue with a holographic texture, pasties over her tits shaped like hearts, and high lacey stockings that she customized with her stripe pattern. Jinx held her hands behind her back as she made her way over, the strap almost looked flaccid but when Jinx got near you and your breath panted in front of the toy you swore you could see it twitching.

“Ya like? It’s special… I can feel it all~” Jinx poked the tip of the toy causing her to squirm a little at the sensation. “Whaddaya think?”

You pause, looking at the slightly erect toy in front of you. It’s almost an instinct but you lean in and kiss the side of it. Jinx whined, the toy lifting up more as Jinx grew more aroused. Your eyes raised in wonder seeing her get harder and harder until the toy pointed up in a slight curve twitching and throbbing demanding attention.

———

You barely prepped, Jinx was behind you with her hands kneading your ass as the tip of the holographic dildo kissed your soaked entrance. “Shit toots-- I can feel you —you’re so good…”

Slowly it eased in, Jinx gasped at the electric currents firing her nerves and causing an insane rush of pleasure. It didn’t take much effort for her to glide the toy deep into your core. It was so new, so tight and warm.

“That feel good?”

“Mhm…” Was all you got out before Jinx began to thrust her hips forward and back, rocking into you as her hand remained on your waist. Sure, you’ve used dildos before but seeing Jinx’s fucked out face as she got to feel how warm you were made the whole thing feel so much better.

Lewd and pornographic, their positions changed like a dance routine each second as Jinx wanted to feel you at every angle. Biting her lip as she stared down at your face as your eyes rolled back. “Oh look at you, look at this cunt! You take it so well.. fuuuck! Gonna make me nut in you, bet you’d loveee that.” Your head nodded, tears welling in your eyes as she put her all into you.

In, out, in, out. The slapping noises filling the room as Jinx got closer and closer. “Fuuuck… Fuck! Trinket, I-I’m gonna cum inside you..” It thrilled you those words, her cumming inside you. You didn’t know how that felt, you’ve only been with Jinx and you didn’t care to change that. But the thought did excite you so much that when you began to feel her throb harder inside you, you pushed over the edge first.

“Ah! Jinx! Mm— oooh..!” Your pussy tightened, heating up like the inside of an engine pipe as your orgasm washed across your body. Just feeling that… hearing that. You felt it, some sort of fluid shooting inside you. It didn’t matter what it was or where it came from, those questions you can figure out later. But she was cumming inside you. Her nails dug moons into your skin as Jinx moaned and bent over so her chest was pressed to your body before she pulled out to let her fluid paint your back and ass just because she could.

“Holy… fuck… toots.”

She panted out, bottom lip heavy and eyes tired. From your aching cunt white and slightly blue shimmering fluid dripped onto your clit and down to the bed. Your legs shook and eventually you collapsed down onto the bed. The toy was now soft and Jinx pressed a button and the holograph faded. Soft lips meeting your cheek before you felt a tongue slide across your back and ass as she licked up her ropes.

“Mm, gross.” You joked with your head in your arms. Jinx sat up before lying down next to you to brush a strand of hair away from your eyes. “You love me though~” She teased as her fingers pinched your red and sensitive cheek.

“I do,”

“Good, cause I love you too.”

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💙🪿

[bluefootedbooby]

hey guys! i have 5 stories in my drafts so pls help me decide which to do first 😭

[bluefootedbooby]

I miss your fics ngl

ik im sorry :( im wrapping up my last year of high school and have been so busy. i will try to get stuff out i ahve drafts but have lost motivation and writers block. if anyone wants to request tho pls do!

[bluefootedbooby]

I'm sorry, but why aren't men allowed to want Jinx fics?

Do you know she's not canonically a lesbian, right?

Like, if she was confirmed as a lesbian, I would perfectly understand your problem and would agree with you.

She canonically liked Ekko, a man.

You can give her any sexuality you want in fics, of course, but canonically, she IS attracted to men.

So, men are allowed to simp for her and to write and want male reader fics for her.

Don't get me wrong, I love that you girls all love Jinx, I really do.

Just don't act like men can't do it as well, please.

mf pick up a pen and paper and write ur own damn fic if ur this thirsty

[bluefootedbooby]

sorry i died guys ill try to return soon! i have a cute isha jinx x reader fic in the making but i keep forgetting to finish it

[bluefootedbooby]

it’s hysterical seeing men pissing themselves over the fact there aren’t that many jinx x male reader fics boo fucking hoo!

[bluefootedbooby]

another one :3

[bluefootedbooby]

tub time

jinx x gn!reader

summary: you and jinx are having a nice bubble bath

(fluff, slightly suggestive with playful tit touching and nudity)

jinx pokes her foot up out of the soapy water to boop you on the nose. “oh! babe! yuck! get your dirty feet outta here!” jinx laughs putting her foot back down with a splash. “ain’t dirty toots! i’m covered in soap! see!” she lifts her chest up showing her soapy body and the bubbles sliding down her wet skin over her small tits. “yeah… i see, woooo” your fingers teasingly pinch at her tender nipple. she leaps and giggled before pushing her foot into your face for some space. “no! ow!” you shriek, turning your head away as she obnoxiously continues.

after a few moments of your bubble bath wrestle you two calm down, jinx lays back in the tub with her legs resting on yours and interlocking between your thighs.

“soooo relaxing.”

“i know… it’s been freezing out now.”

“you know what that means!”

“christmas” you both repeated at the same time

“jinx!”

“yeah?”

“no… like… we said it at the same time so… nevermind!”

jinx smiles and drops her shoulders to the water closing her eyes. it’s peaceful for a while, her long blue hair consuming the entire tub. her eyes peak open to see yours are closed, the perfect opportunity for a shark attack! her hands press together to make a fin swimming in the water when she starts to pinch you!

“gah!”

“shark attack!”

jinx’s fingers tickle your skin, laughing and blowing raspberries and giving little nibbles along your wet neck and shoulders. your in a fit of giggles! smiling and gasping as her fingers continued on. you gain an upper hand! wrapping your arm around the small of her back and pulling her in for a big hug.

“whale hug!” you laugh out, jinx shrieks! a smile so wide on her face you can see her wisdom teeth. jinx buries her face into your neck. “okay! okay! shark is down! shark is down!” you loosen your grip, jinx is smiling and laughing tiredly, her cheek pressed on your shoulder and neck.

“mm… not a very tough shark, huh?”

“not around my beautiful whale…”

“hm, good. i’m glad only i can see this.”

your hand feels and squeezes her wet hair, so heavy that it weighed the two of you down. like a weighted blanket. soothing. your eyes close but still staying awake enough that you two don’t drown! jinx’s breathing is soft and calm, not asleep but definitely at peace and resting.

“i love you, jinx”

“i love ya too, trinket.”

[bluefootedbooby]

SHES SO PRETTY WTF FACE CARD NEVER DECLINING EVEN WHEN IN DANGER

[bluefootedbooby]

Hey you, I wanted to request jinx x reader, imagine that the reader is Jinx's girlfriend who is wearing a short, low-cut dress just to tease her and in the end Jinx fucks the reader on her bench with the strap?

beautiful.

jinx x f!reader

cw: strap on, squirting, tit play, slapping, tummy bulge

you twirled around in the mirror, smiling looking at the shortly cut dress clinging to your body. The cheeks of your ass poking out.

in the reflection behind you, you catch a sight at Jinx staring at you in awe. you turn around to smile at her.

“like? was planning to wear it out for clubbing.”

“you… in that?! baby you know this club isn’t private!”

“yeah but it’s cute right?”

“it’s hot ask fuck!”

jinx stepped closer feeling the black velvet fabric. “yeah… no, this dress is for my eyes only.”

you giggle, leaning into her touch as she peaks down the low-cut top at your tits just barely concealed.

“no way… nah… all mine.”

her index finger pulls down the velvety fabric causing your breast to expose.

“mmph! jinx!”

she is in awe, her eyes just staring at your tits, braless and exposed. her lips kiss at your chest, licking your sternum and the flesh above your tit. jinx smiles, her eyes looking up to you. “oh this was never meant for the club, huh~?” you cheekily shake your head, rocking on your heels with your hands behind your back. jinx’s fingers trail at your thighs, lifting the fabric.

“no panties! sheeeeesh toots…”

——

jinx had you sitting on her work bench, the dress barely need but still remained on even with your tits out and the bottom of it rolled up to your stomach. jinx, who was between your legs with the tip of her electric blue dildo kissing your sensitive clit, snickered seeing how you jumped and your hole clenched up feeling any sort of touch.

“baby… please…”

you whine out, she was surprised you were eager rather than nervous at her seven inch dildo, especially when you two normally used five. jinx gave your tit a gentle squeeze before slapping it.

“please what? cmon… use that fucking mouth of yours.”

you went to speak before jinx’s lips slammed into you cutting off any thoughts you were having.

“mmph!” you whine out, when she pulls away she holds at your chin.

“c’mon? use your words!” it was starting to get humiliating! everytime you tried to speak she would ram her lips into yours cutting off any thought until you just couldn’t take it.

“fuck me! please! please! fuck! jinx!”

and before you could even prepare you felt maybe three inches ram into your needy cunt as you moaned out. your hands going to her twin braids, giving them a firm yank. fuck you were so stimulated it didn’t take long until you could fit all seven of those lovely inches, jinx’s hips connecting deep into yours as she leaned you against the counter of her workbench. the cold metal stung like hell but it only added to the pleasure as her hand wrapped your neck.

“yeah, atta girl… fuck! swallowing her up…”

jinx rested her palm on the skin above your pussy feeling the bobbing motion of her fake cock.

“oh shit…” it honestly made her stop! feeling herself in you might’ve made her cum then and there. she was silent for a while as she felt the toy going in and out. she withdrew her hand and watched the tiny bulge of it in your abdomen. jinx would go slow, seeing it dance around in your guts before ramming hard and fast! using you like the pretty girl you are. eventually jinx snapped back with her witty remarks.

“ya like that? like me deep inside you? maybe i should get a bigger one!” not that her words registered much to you, only quick nods and ‘uh huh’s escaping your drooling mouth. you felt a playful slap along your cheek.

“hey! respond when i’m talking to ya! before i pull out… and neither of us want that!”

“mmph! yeah… yeah… nine inches.. fuck i could take twelve if you needed me to…. ah..”

jinx slammed deeper, pressing your lower abdomen causing you to whine and moan more. oh she knew you were getting there… especially when the slapping noises turned wetter and looking down between the two of you seeing the mess you were making all over each other as you squirted!

“fuck! y/n, i didn’t know you could do that!! fuck…”

your head lifts to see but she forces it down to look at her instead. “nuh-uh… only look at me. you’re about to cum right? i know you are about to… yeah. cum right now, cmon!” your gut swirled, moaning and whining feeling the toy pressed right on your cervix desperate to get inside you more. your eyes rolled back, jinx’s thumb massaging your sensitive and neglected clit. within a flash you were unraveling right there! squirting out your needy fluid and coating the strap in honey.

jinx pulled out, seeing the long string of your juice connecting you two still. she smiled seeing just how much was inside you!

as you laid against the counter jinx removed the strap before climbing on you and kissing your swollen lips. “you did so good~ and don’t worry about the mess… was really hot. you’ve never done that before?”

“no… ah… never.”

“well, i’m gonna make sure you’re doing it more! it felt good right?”

“yes! duh…”

jinx laugh, kissing your cheek when she had slapped you.

“mmm… i love ya, and this cute dress… sorry you didn’t get to keep it on very long, huh”

you smile, lifting your head to kiss her jaw.

“i love you too.

[bluefootedbooby]

which jinx x f!reader scenerio do you guys wanna see next?