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nicknames from jinx | headcanons

୨୧ platonic: toots, sweets, buddy pal (more as a joke), kiddo/kid (if you're younger)

୨୧ romantic: honey, baby, sugar, space girl/boy/bunny, doll/dollface

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it's you, toots

୨୧ jinx x gn!reader

୨୧ summary: jinx confesses her feelings for you; you're seeing someone

୨୧ word count: 1.1k

୨୧ tw: mentions of blood

୭ ୨♡୧ ৎ

“Do you really think that this is easy for me?”

A sentence that you never thought you’d hear in this context, especially from your close friend that stood before you: Jinx. You had been seeing someone recently. It was someone that you had met at The Last Drop. While you were waiting for Jinx to come back from her meeting with Silco, someone had approached you at the bar. They weren’t exactly what you were looking for, but they were someone to fill the void. They satisfied your urges, gave you attention, and had a pretty face. They weren’t what you really, truly wanted though—a fact that struck you straight to the bone.

“What are you talking about?” You replied, your voice wavering like the whine of a lost puppy.

You two were standing face-to-face in a back alleyway of Zaun. The distant sounds of people bustling by were easy for you to tune out. It was like going to sleep with the fan on, you didn’t pick up on its commotion. In fact, it felt quiet—pin-drop silent. Words unspoken and misconstrued filled the silence, and instead, made your head feel noisier than your surroundings.

“You know what I’m talking about.”

You swallowed hard, looking away and then back to the blue-haired girl. “Is this about-”

“The fresh meat you dragged home from the bar, toots.”

“Why do you care about who I bring home?” You spat back at her, crossing your arms.

Jinx’s mouth, held open ready to spit back venom, was now closed. She bit her lip, some of her emotions seeping out against her own wishes. She kicked a rock before throwing herself down on a crate that was leaned up against one of Zaun's many buildings. “You don’t know the kinda effect you have on people, do ya?”

Your eyes softened at her question. Taking a few steps closer to her, you dropped your arms back down to your sides. “Effect?”

Jinx looked up at you, her eyes were longing something—something that she wanted dearly. “Yeah, you’re perfect. You make people stop in their tracks when you walk by, you’re one of the smartest people I’ve ever met, and hell, you have twice the heart that I’ve ever had. I think that’s also your weakness though, buttercup.”

Your eyebrows were furrowed. This was a lot to hear all at once. Jinx was one to flirt with you constantly, but it was so constant that you didn’t think it had any depth to it. It was one of those things that just lost its meaning after a while. However, this wasn’t how she would normally speak to you. Her expression now shown of defeat, vulnerability. Her expected manic energy was replaced with one of… innocence?

“What are you trying to say, Jinx?” You asked.

“I’m trying to say…” she sighed once more, standing up from the crate and moseying over to you. “It’s you, toots, it’s always been you. I can’t stand to see you wasting your time with some bupkis from down the block when I’m right here.”

The last words that fell off of her lips were said the most slowly and held the most power. Your heart broke at her confession. The pain that shown through her pink eyes erupted a nauseous feeling within your gut. Jinx’s eyes began to tear up as she harshly rubbed them, praying they’d stop.

“Jinx…” You murmured, “I-”

“You don’t gotta say anything, sweets. In fact, it’d be better for both of us if ya didn’t.”

Just as she finished her sentence, you closed the gap between the two of you. Tender, soft lips clashed against one another. She was sweet, full of flavor, just enough to keep you wanting more. You could feel her mania start up as she slid her tongue into your mouth hungrily. Her hands cupped your face gently in contrast to her rough kiss. Her nails trailed down your cheeks and to your neck.

“Jinx,” you said, voice breathy as you broke the kiss.

Jinx looked into your eyes. She felt as though she had did something wrong, like maybe the next words that would fall off your tongue would be something like, “I knew kissing you would be a mistake.” Blood drew as she bit down on her lip hard this time.

You kissed the blood that pooled on her bottom lip, wiping the excess away with your thumb. “I was only seeing that ‘bupkis’ because I could pretend that it was you. I’ve always wanted you. You’re all I ever think about. Don’t you know that?”

Her eyes were wide and doe-like, not a descriptor that she had received often. “Really? So… you’re not gonna leave me?”

You dropped your shoulders, releasing the tension you hadn’t realized was building. “Of course, I’m not gonna leave. I know people have left you in your life. I know that, but I’m not gonna be one of them. You’re my ride or die. I’m never gonna leave you.”

The hunger within the two of you subsided as a more sensual, emotional atmosphere set in. Jinx wrapped her arms around you. She held you tight, afraid that if she let go you’d slip away from her. You were hers. You were only hers. Subconsciously, she dug her nails into your back to keep you from prying away, even if she knew you weren’t going to go anywhere.

“I love you, Jinx.”

“I love you too,” she replied after some hesitation, nervous to admit her true feelings out loud. This time it was her to close the gap between you. Jinx kissed you with delicacy, choosing instead to be careful with you. She placed her hands flat on your chest so that she could feel your heartbeat through your shirt. It was racing—a fact that soothed her, for hers was racing equally as fast. Your hearts beat together as one, strong as a jackhammer.

Your relationship was about to change, blossom into something new and passionate. It was something that you had dreamed of for years—holding her in your arms just as you had her now. Ever since the day you met her, you knew that she was the one. She had proven to be loyal: following you everywhere, blowing people up that dared to even look at you the wrong way, comforting you on your bad days, but now you were able to prove your own loyalty to her in a different way. You would make sure that she knew that she was yours and vice versa. She was your girl, always had been after all.

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HIII!!! I LOVE UR FICS!!

I love the poster you made abt Ekko!! I was wondering if you can make one possibly abt Jinx and/or Sevika?? Ty if you can!!!

ur so sweet, tysm !! i had so much fun making this ♡

JINX & SEVIKA

୨୧ tried out some new things, hope y'all like it :)

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dating vi | headcanons

୨୧ steals outfits for you that she thinks you'd look good in

୨୧ if she's taller than you, she leans her arm on your shoulder for support to tease you | "you're my perfect armrest, cupcake."

୨୧ if you're taller than her, she's always looking up at you with puppy dog eyes (even though she tries to be tough and brooding)

୨୧ whenever you two fight, she'll leave to blow off some steam and probably break/punch a bunch of shit (that alleyway would be TRASHED)

୨୧ thinks that you deserve better than her, but she’s afraid to admit it in case you leave

୨୧ loves putting you on her lap

୨୧ constantly has her hand somewhere: your thigh, your cheek, your waist, etc

୨୧ gives you piggy-back rides

୨୧ shows you her favorite places around Zaun (whether you live there or not, she'll show you her secret hideouts)

୨୧ huge cuddler and prefers being the big spoon (she can't sleep at night unless she's holding on to you)

୨୧ loves letting you color in her tattoos | "wow, you're really good at that, aren't you? maybe i should've had them tatted with color to begin with.”

୨୧ gets sassy when she's upset

୨୧ reads her favorite books to you at night to go to bed

୨୧ sapphic!reader/nsfw: her favorite way to get you off is by putting you on her face (she's down there for hours and enjoys every second of it)

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timebomb X reader ??

safe with them

୨୧ timebomb x gn!reader

୨୧ summary: ekko comforts you while you're sick; cuddling with ekko & jinx

୨୧ word count: 1.1k

୭ ୨♡୧ ৎ

You laid alone in bed at the Firelights’ safe house, or rather, safe tree. You couldn’t sleep because you weren’t used to sleeping alone, but Ekko had told you early that day that he had wanted you to rest up since you were feeling under the weather. You grumbled and accepted that he was probably right, but it didn’t change the fact that you were all alone while he was out doing things—productive things. You imagined him passing out food to some of the children outside, which is what he was usually doing at this time of night. It was dinner time after all, but you hadn’t touched your food. A plate of grub remained perfectly in tact next your side of the bed.

You hadn’t seen Jinx in a few days either. Last time you heard, she was going to go “take care of” some of the enforcers that had been rummaging through the Undercity. However, that was now three days ago and you were worried about her. She always came back home to you and Ekko. You two were her home. She was hesitant at first to the whole idea of moving in to a tree house that Ekko had built by hand, but once you had agreed to do so, she followed suit.

The three of you had a strange commitment that wasn’t very common to most people that you knew. You were in a polyamorous relationship with both Ekko and Jinx. You had grown up together as children, and funnily enough, had all had a crush on each other at one point or another. It wasn’t something that was ever said out loud, but it was a mutual understanding that three of you would share each other. It was something that made everyone feel safe, understood, and happy. The three of you were in love, and you certainly weren’t hurting anyone by being so.

You heard the doorknob turn before Ekko announced himself, closing the door behind him. “How’re you feeling?” he asked, placing the back of his hand to your forehead to check for your temperature.

“Better than I was,” you grumbled like a baby, “but Ekko?”

He smiled, his eyes softening. “Yes? Oh wait, let me guess. You miss me and demand cuddles?”

You laughed and pretended to be offended by his comment, but he knew you so well and you knew it. “Shut up. That’s actually not what I was going to say.”

“What’s up then?” Ekko sat down on the bed beside your waist.

“I’m worried about Jinx.”

He let out a sigh. “Little lady, huh? She can take care of herself out there. I’m sure she’ll be back in the next day or so. I can see it now, she’s probably hiding out in a tower spying on them, planning her next move.”

His response calmed your nerves slightly, but a pit sat in your stomach, claiming its territory. “Yeah, you’re probably right.”

Ekko leaned down and placed a kiss on your forehead, wanting to give you affection but not wanting to catch what you had for the sake of the other Firelights. You gave him a weak smile as anxiety overtook you. You couldn’t help but worry, it was just a part of your nature. Ekko could feel your nerves through your skin as he rubbed your arms sensually.

“Come on, scoot over,” he said with a small laugh.

You did as he asked, scooting over and making an Ekko-sized place in the bed for him. The bed was huge and had plenty of room for more people, but Ekko needed his spot closest to the door so that he could protect you in case of an emergency. You could call it an overprotective boyfriend thing, but you found it sweet. It was one of the many reasons why you fell in love with him in the first place.

You felt his arms wrap around you and instinctively buried your face into his chest. He smelled like vanilla, rosemary, and a hint of peppermint. You wished you could smell it all day—it was addictive to you. His arms were warm and hairy, but not too hairy, it was just the right amount in your opinion. His hands were bigger than yours and were always heated to match your cold ones. You loved holding them in your own, but for the moment, their place on your back was more comforting. He gently brushed his fingertips up and down your spine, and you nuzzled in further.

Just then, the doorknob jiggled like it had for Ekko’s arrival. You both shot your eyes towards the entrance, preparing to either attack or flee, but your worries faded once you saw who the mystery person actually was.

“Ya miss me?”

You and Ekko both jumped out of bed to give your girlfriend, Jinx, a tight hug.

“Jeez, Louise. Is that a yes?” she asked with difficulty as it was hard for her to talk while being hugged as tightly as she was.

“I was so worried about you!” you managed to get out in between tears.

“We both were,” Ekko added, his voice falling quiet, “we both were.”

“I’m sorry. I just got distracted! You know how I am. Blowing people up is fun,” Jinx mumbled, brushing off the tension that she had caused between us.

You gave her a raise of the eyebrow, silently passing judgment in between glances. “You’re not going out again for a while. You’re gonna stay here with us.”

Jinx groaned but secretly felt relieved. She had missed the two of you and was in desperate need of a break. She loved chaos, it was an integral part of her personality, but even Jinx every once and a while needed to push it away and take some time off from the danger. She gave you and Ekko a smile.

Later that night, Ekko and Jinx surrounded you on either side of the bed as you cuddled. Ekko had his arm around you, while Jinx had her leg over your middle, spooning you from the side. She nuzzled into the crook of your neck, giving you soft kisses to let you know that she missed you while she was gone. Ekko looked over at the two of you and placed a kiss atop your head before turning off the light on the bedside table. Jinx pulled you closer into her, feeling up your waist with her rough yet gentle hands. Ekko turned to face you two, scooting up on his pillow so that you could rest your head on his chest.

You felt safe in between them. They both were fighters, true and unbelievably strong fighters. Since you weren’t feeling very well, you knew that you wouldn’t be able to defend yourself if someone were to sneak in, but they made your worries disappear into the dust at an instant. You knew they would both die to protect you, as you would for them, and you wouldn’t have it any other way.

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kin list 𐚁

i'll probably update this as time goes on.

selfhood

୨୧ jinx/powder

୨୧ tate langdon

IDs

୨୧ shauna shipman

୨୧ jj maybank

୨୧ sarah cameron

୨୧ lee

୨୧ elias

୨୧ will byers

୨୧ jenny schecter

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THE BOY SAVIOR - 1X07

୨୧ first time making a poster (i normally make video edits on after effects but i will be making more of these)

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dating ekko | headcanons

୨୧ teases and "bullies" you constantly because he adores your cute/flustered reactions

୨୧ very protective over you

୨୧ tries to teach you how to ride his hoverboard | "your balance is terrible, but i still love you."

୨୧ always making you inventions or buying you gifts/flowers etc (he likes surprising you)

୨୧ so so proud to show you off to any and everyone

୨୧ he gets nervous initiating PDA but when you do he secretly goes crazy (this boy is in LOVE)

୨୧ has memorized all of your childhood stuffed animals' names | "where is mr. bearington? i haven't seen him in a while. i miss the little guy."

୨୧ usually stays up late so that he can watch you sleep and make sure you're okay

୨୧ teaches you how to fight using moves that vi taught him when he was little

୨୧ is hesitant to trust you at first due to his trust issues, but eventually warms up to you

୨୧ asks you to come with him to pierce his ears (he's secretly a little baby...)

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it'll only hurt for a second

୨୧ jinx x transmasc!reader

୨୧ summary: jinx helps you do your testosterone shot

୨୧ word count: 1.4k

୨୧ tw: needles, injections, medical stuff

୭ ୨♡୧ ৎ

Ever since you came out as transgender, Jinx had been nothing but supportive. She had seen the signs ever since she’d known you and had secretly suspected that you felt this way. You never seemed to fit in with feminine terms or as being described as a woman. Over the past few years, she had started referring to you with gender neutral terms and pronouns as this seemed to calm your discomfort. She figured that if you were struggling with your gender, and wanted her to know, that you would tell her when you were ready. That day came and went, and she never saw you any differently for it. You would always belong to her, and that’s all that really mattered to the blue-haired girl.

One day, you met with Jinx in her base. She was tinkering at her desk, working on a blueprint for a new gun that she had wanted to construct. You came in with a satchel thrown over your shoulder. Taking notice of the music being blasted, you smiled to yourself. That’s my girl. You sauntered over to her, trying to call out over the music.

“Jinx! Baby!”

No response could be heard as she kept hard at work, leaning onto the desk to get a better look at whatever it was that she was drawing. You sighed, shaking your head before tapping her on the shoulder.

“Oh, shoots!” She called out, startled, almost falling off of her chair. She turned the stereo off before turning around to see you. She laughed in relief, pulling a loose strand of hair back. “You scared me, space boy.” A blush covered her face as she looked you up and down. You were wearing a more masculine outfit than the ones you had been wearing up until now.

“Sorry, babe. I tried calling out over the music. You always have it so loud. Do you ever think about your hearing when you put it that high?” you asked in a soft tone, genuinely caring about your girlfriend’s health.

Jinx stuttered for once, not taking in the question that you had just asked her. “I- um, no… not really, but wow, you look… good. Handsome. You look handsome.” She gestured with her pointer finger to your outfit and stature, followed by a clearing of her throat.

You cracked a smile, looking down at your feet. You let out a small, “thanks,” before pressing a kiss to her cheek. “Anyway, I wanted to talk with you about something.”

Jinx’s eyebrows raised at your comment. “What’s up, buttercup?” Her tone returned to its normal cheery state as she fell back onto her desk chair. “Hit me with it.”

“Well, I… I don’t know how you’ll feel about this, but…” you stuttered as you opened up the satchel that hung by your hip bone. “I picked up this medication. I got it from someone that has connections over at the Piltover apothecary. If I pay him then he gets it for me, but I wanted to talk with you about it before I did my first dose.”

Jinx’s eyes narrowed. “Okay…” She bit the inside of her cheek as she sat up from her chair to look inside the bag.

The satchel contained needles as well as vials and alcohol wipes. It also had a small container that held syringes. She picked up a vial that had a see-through liquid within it, shaking it gently to watch as the liquid moved side to side.

“So… what is it exactly?”

“Well, you take shimmer, right? It makes you feel stronger, more confident, and it gives you energy. This… It’s supposed to do that for me. Except, it’ll make me look more masculine. I’ll look more like a man than I do now.”

Jinx inspected it further, holding the vial between her painted fingernails. “It’ll make you look more masculine?”

“Yeah! I might get facial hair, gain more muscle, and my voice would definitely get deeper.”

She smiled at your response. “So, correct me if I’m wrong, but… it’ll make you look more like you.”

“Yeah.” The corners of your lips upturned.

“I’m surprised something like this even exists, but then again, I heard there are some topsiders that are trying to create magic, so who knows at this point,” she said, rolling her eyes at the thought of the Pilties. “You want me to inject it for you?”

Your eyes lit up at Jinx’s question. “I mean, if you- yeah, if you’re comfortable. You don’t have to, of course, I wouldn’t wanna-”

“I’ll do it,” she said confidently, cutting you off with a smirk. Jinx motioned for you to hand the satchel over, which you did so obediently.

Jinx took the supplies out of the bag, assembling them all together as you instructed her to. She knelt down on the floor in front of you and had you lift up your shirt for her. Biting her bottom lip in a deep focus, she wiped a part of your stomach with an alcohol swab before pinching the skin in between her fingers.

“You ready, Mr?” Jinx asked in a playful tone to distract you from the situation. You always had had a fear of needles. The idea of them in general absolutely terrified you. That’s why she was so surprised at first that you were willing to do this.

You nodded nervously, holding your eyes closed as you braced for the pain.

“Don’t worry, it’ll only hurt for a second,” she said before sticking you with the needle, “See, it’s already in. You’re doing great, toots. In fact, you’re doing better than Silco does. He’s a real baby about his shimmer injections.”

You winced, but the pain really wasn’t as bad as you thought it was going to be. You laughed a little at Jinx’s comment about Silco. “Is that so?”

“Yep, he makes me do it every day for him at the same time, but he always procrastinates for like fifteen minutes beforehand. Sometimes he even paces,” she said with a giggle. “It’s really silly, honestly. I figure the faster you get it over and done with, the faster it’s, ya know, over. Makes sense to me.” She pulled out the needle as soon as she was done injecting the testosterone, placing a kiss to your stomach. “All done!”

“Really?” You asked, shocked that it happened so fast, before looking down at your blue-haired girlfriend.

“Yep,” she said with a wide grin, pulling your shirt back down for you, “so when does it start working?”

“Well, it’s something that builds up in your system, but technically I should see slight changes as early as the end of this week. I’m supposed to do it weekly, that’s why.”

“Nuh uh,” Jinx retorted.

Your eyebrows raised.

“I’ll be doing it for you weekly,” she said proudly, crossing her arms in front of her. “I might as well be a doctor at this point. I do your injections, mine, and Silco’s.”

You both laugh.

“Thank you, sweetheart.”

“Don’t get all mushy-gushy with me. I know you’d do the same for me,” Jinx replied, trying to not get too sappy with you. “Anyway, I’m excited to see what you’ll look like… finally being you. You’re already you, but… ya know what I mean.”

“I do.”

“You never did tell me… Do you want me to start calling you something else? Maybe there’s a name that you feel suits you more?” Jinx asked, placing her hands on your chest affectionately. She was a mere centimeters from you now, looking into your eyes with her own doe-y, pink ones.

“[Y/N],” you replied. It was obvious that you had thought about it prior to this conversation, but you just didn’t know how to bring it up until now.

She smirked before going in to kiss you. Your lips pressed against her velvety ones. Electricity shot through you as butterflies erupted in your stomach. She tasted like blue raspberry and smoke. It made you feel high just being near her, but kissing her was different. It made you feel crazy.

“I love you, [Y/N],” Jinx replied in a softer tone than the one she had held throughout the rest of your interaction. It was gentle, welcoming, and made you feel safe. It was a voice that you had imagined her having before she had become ‘Jinx.’ She played with the collar of your shirt. “It’s a nice name. It suits you.”

“I love you too, Jinx,” you replied in an equally as soft tone, “I love you so much.”

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get to know me

୨୧ shiloh | any pronouns | 19 | leo | isfp | bisexual

୨୧ i speak english, some french and russian, and i'm trying to learn japanese ??

୨୧ i write fanfiction/oneshots, make headcanons, and love being a part of the arcane fandom

୨୧ my kins

fanfiction info

୨୧ i write nsfw and sfw

୨୧ mostly arcane, but i might eventually branch out (it depends)

୨୧ requests are open, but i'll only write what i have the motivation for

masterlist

fanfics

jinx/powder:

୨୧ you fixed it

୨୧ it'll only hurt for a second

୨୧ safe with them

୨୧ it's you, toots

ekko:

୨୧ safe with them

headcanons

jinx/powder:

୨୧ dating jinx

୨୧ dating au powder

୨୧ nicknames from jinx

ekko:

୨୧ dating ekko

vi:

୨୧ dating vi

posters

୨୧ the boy savior

୨୧ jinx & sevika

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you fixed it

୨୧ jinx x soft!reader

୨୧ summary: jinx fixes up your childhood stuffed animal

୨୧ word count: 1.3k

୭ ୨♡୧ ৎ

A few days ago, Jinx and you had been ambushed by a group of enforcers. They had been tracking your whereabouts for months and had finally planned an attack. They came into Jinx’s base with their guns a-blaze, very on brand for them at this point. Knowing that you weren’t exactly the most agile or even much of the fighting type, she dashed down and grabbed you quickly, dashing back out through a side vent. She held you close to her in the vent for a few minutes until the shooting ceased. You felt your heart beating through your chest. Usually, you were the type to stay out of danger. It wasn’t because you didn’t want to be in the action but because Jinx was very protective over you and also because you didn’t have much muscle in general. You were weaker, sensitive, and Jinx knew this well. She vowed to protect you since the day she first met you. 

Jinx met you in the streets of Zaun at a younger age. She was around fourteen and had just been taken in by Silco a couple years prior. She saw a few older boys beating you up in one of the back alleyways. She didn’t know you, but she saw herself in you at that moment and had to save you. You saw a weirdly-assembled tin can? No, it must have been a bomb. It rolled towards you. It had eyes and whiskers drawn on it with purple and blue ink. Smoke came off from the bomb before exploding. The boys screamed and tried to run away, a couple getting caught in the blast. You were far enough away from the blast that you only had a few scratches and dust marks, aside from the bloody nose the group had already left you. A shadow came out from amongst the smoke. It was a girl with mid-length, blue hair. She had a wide-grin on her face and manic, wide eyes.

“Come on, let’s get you out of here, buttercup,” she said softly, her rasp not yet reaching its full potential. She reached her arm out to help you up, which you gladly accepted. She then took you back to Silco and had you cleaned up. You had been by her side ever since. 

Jinx looked down at you as she held you in her arms. “Are you okay? Did they hurt you?” She asked frantically as she lifted up your arms, checking for wounds.

“I’m okay, baby. I’m okay.” 

“Okay,” she breathed out heavily, holding your face in her hands. “That’s it. I’m gonna show those Piltie goons a lesson, once and for all.” Jinx took a sharp breath before yelling, “They don’t touch you. No one touches you!” 

You grabbed for her hand, stopping her from leaving the vent. “Baby! I’m okay! Please don’t go.”

The melancholy, yearning voice that escaped from the back of your throat made Jinx stop in her tracks. Her eyes widened as she turned around. “Alright… Okay.” Her voice fell quieter as she cuddled back up with you. She then looked down into your lap to see the faint remnants of what was your childhood stuffed animal. “Oh no,” Jinx spoke softly. “Your little cat.”

You looked down into your lap to see it. You were holding it when the enforcers had come in. The head was disheveled and barely hanging on to its body. An eye was torn out and the stitching was pulled open. Stuffing enveloped the metal floor that you two sat on. 

“Shit,” you muttered with an awkward laugh. “I guess little Cosmo didn’t make it out with us.” 

“Is that what its name was? I suppose you never did tell me,” she laughed awkwardly with you. 

“Yeah,” you replied, wiping a tear shed from the recent event. “My [mom/dad/sibling] named him.”

“Right…” Jinx bit her lip, unsure of how to make this situation better. 

The two of you eventually made it out of the vent once the coast was clear. Jinx watched as you had a harder time sleeping at night without your stuffed cat. You tossed and turned each night. She couldn’t stand seeing you like this. She knew how important it was to you.

One day while you were picking up a small shipment for Silco, Jinx decided to pick up the damaged stuffed toy from its new place underneath your bed. She placed it on her workbench and got to work. She tried her best to redo the torn stitches, occasionally placing a patch or two of new material to cover up parts that were otherwise far from repair. It had a new button to replace the missing eye. Now it had two different colored buttons: one blue and one black. Jinx was proud of herself. Cosmo was far from perfect, however, he now resembled Jinx’s own stuffed rabbit and that brought joy to her. The two looked like the perfect pair when she sat them together on your guys’ shared bed. 

You returned home to see Jinx sitting at her desk, pretending to look busy at work. She swung her legs back and forth like a little kid. You threw your leather backpack to the floor and made your way over to her. Your hands were now on her shoulders, giving her a light massage.

“Hi, baby,” you said softly, kissing her neck chastely.

“Mmm,” she cooed, “I have a surprise for youuuu.”

You spun her around to face you. “And what would that be?”

Jinx bounced away from her desk and retrieved the stuffed animal from the bed, hiding it behind her back as she made her way back over to you. You had never seen her look so giddy. It made you happy, really happy. Seeing her looking so cheery and innocent made you think of all the times that she didn’t feel like this. Because when she didn’t feel like this, she could be a wreck: a ball of emotions on the floor, full of nerves. You didn’t like seeing her suffer like that. Today, however, was apparently a good day. You loved when she’d have her good days.

“What’re you hiding?” You said with a laugh, tickling her sides to get her to reveal this very secret gift. 

“Okay, okay!” Jinx called out with a giggle. “Here, I thought you missed him… I wanted to bring him back to you.” She held Cosmo out in front of her with both arms. He was being delicately clasped from underneath his arms like a new doll. You took notice of how gently she held him in comparison to her normal rough personality. 

“You… fixed him?” You asked, voice thick with emotion, grabbing Cosmo and holding him in your arms as tight as possible. 

“Yeah, it was something I could fix,” she replied softly with a smile. 

You jumped forward and hugged her as tight as you did the stuffed animal. “Thank you. Thank you. Thank you,” you mumbled like a mantra.

Jinx played with your hair as you hugged her, unsure of what else to do. She loved being touchy, but hugs specifically seemed to evade her. She never knew where to put her hands or how tight she was supposed to hug someone. Nevertheless, she tried, raising her free hand up to rub your back. “You don’t need to thank me, buttercup,” she replied, shocked at your thankfulness. 

You nuzzled into her neck, still holding on to Cosmo. “Thank you, Jinx.” 

She softened after hearing you say her name. Usually, you used nicknames with each other, but hearing someone call her ‘Jinx’ instead of ‘Powder’ for once made her feel safe and loved by you. You would always be her number one cheerleader, and she knew it, but she never would know quite why you chose her. 

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dating jinx | headcanons

୨୧ tries to impress you with new guns/weapons she's made

୨୧ blows people up that even dare harm you (or even look at you funny)

୨୧ you're the only person who knows how to calm her down from her outbursts

୨୧ picks you up food from around Zaun that she's stolen

୨୧ shows her true self around you (isn't embarrassed to be a mess when she's upset)

୨୧ loves sharing things with you (clothes, weaponry, etc)

୨୧ very PDA (this girl is always all over you)

୨୧ clingy and gets sad and anxious when she hasn't been around you

୨୧ overly protective and extremely jealous

୨୧ when people try to hit on you in public, she lets them know you're taken by kissing you/being touchy in front of them

୨୧ vents to you about Vi and her trauma

୨୧ when you first meet, she's very flirtatious and playful but keeps you at a distance for a while

୨୧ she cuddles with Vi's bunny in bed with you | "he's really beat up, but he always makes me feel better. how about you hug him tonight?"

୨୧ comforts you as best she can when you're upset by trying to take the edge off (making dark jokes and holding you tight)

[powdcr]

dating au powder | headcanons

୨୧ always making/showing you gadgets and trinkets

୨୧ awkward with receiving compliments

୨୧ prefers being the big spoon

୨୧ calls you weird nicknames that she makes up on the spot

୨୧ doesn't know how to express her emotions/feelings, but she tries her best with you

୨୧ loves touching you everywhere (cupping your face, hugging your waist, rubbing your arms when you're stressed, etc)

୨୧ loves going on random outings with you

୨୧ will eat the bigger half of a chocolate bar when split in half

୨୧ keeps asking you for a pet (preferably a cat, but she just wants something that will love her)

୨୧ watches whenever you cook so that she can pick up a few tricks (she sucks at cooking, bless her ♡)

୨୧ she only lets you come with her to see Vi :(