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this is killing me

so many parallels

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This makes me sick to my stomach

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Just like when Vander shoved off. Except this time you aren't here to put it all back together, because... someone put all those holes in you.

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Enmeshed.

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↪ SEVIKA & JINX in ARCANE 2x02 "Watch It All Burn"

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“…You don’t have to, Pow - Jinx.” 

The thousand yard stare in Ekko’s direction didn’t react to either name. 

Powder. Jinx. Neither of those names felt like hers anymore. They didn’t describe whoever…whatever she was. Whatever was left. 

For a moment Ekko looked lost, guilty almost. Jinx struggled to connect the emotion on his face to a reason. It was too exhausting, all of it. It didn’t matter. It didn’t change anything. Figuring out Ekko’s puzzles had never been her job, and she didn’t feel like starting now. 

It was hard to even take a guess in the dark at what Ekko was circling awkwardly around. Did Ekko even know, or was this just some excuse to see her one last time? A goodbye. Jinx considered the thought for a moment. No, that didn’t fit. The person Ekko cared about said goodbye a long time ago. She wasn’t in this cell. 

Whatever his reason, it seemed pretty clear that Ekko hadn’t expected, and certainly wasn’t relishing in what he’d found. Even now, she couldn’t give him whatever closure or satisfaction he was looking for.

Sorry. 

Withdrawing from the fleeting moment of connection, Jinx’s gaze tumbled back to her fingers, retracing the lines of blood and raw skin with unsettling blankness. 

“I didn’t come here to ask you to fight, I just --I just wanna show you something.”

What did it matter? 

The shuttered thought made it easy to remain disconnected from Ekko’s plea, and for a while, Jinx sat eerily still in a momentary lull of disengagement.  

There was something simple about the way Ekko phrased his request- as though so little would be required of Jinx as witness, that the very point wasn’t her action, or inaction. Was this some last ditch effort at closure, so Ekko could sleep easy too? Jinx supposed he deserved it, after everything. She’d tied up the other loose ends with shreds of closure from the other side of her bars. Perhaps this was just one more loose end to tie off. 

“And then, you…Then you can rest.”

…

“…I’ll make sure you can rest. Okay?”

…

Fragile pink eyes lifted, weighing the gravity of the promise. 

You mean it?

With a steady exhale, pale fingers resumed their path over raw skin and blood, gentler now. That was a relief, if Ekko meant it. 

Bloodshot eyes swam across Ekko’s silhouette, wavering in a bid to focus on the part that was important- the part she was supposed to see. 

"...Okay."

"I just want to talk."

It was no Stillwater, but it would do. 

There were no enforcers. No interrogations. No closed-door beatdowns. There was…nothing. 

The roar of fighting flooded intermittently into Jinx’s mind, forming momentary fractures through the agonising silence. 

Isha’s face. 

A burst of blue light. 

Vi. 

Pink eyes stared ahead, unseeing and hollow as bloodied fingers methodically teased and ripped apart the rivers of blue hair cascading around her. Even her ghosts were quiet- all of them shaken by the events that had transpired. Or perhaps they knew even their barbed comments were pointless now. 

Maybe the best thing to do was to stop fighting. Vander had touted that idea enough before he’d kicked the bucket. She’d never been much good at fighting anyway. 

Even without fighting, there was no denying that the damage was already done. 

…ℌ𝔞𝔳𝔢 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔥𝔞𝔡 𝔢𝔫𝔬𝔲𝔤𝔥?

Silco. 

The Council. 

…Isha. 

Changing tactics wasn’t going to bring them back. Taking accountability wouldn’t rewrite past wrongs. How many times could you place your reason for living into the hands of someone and survive having it ripped away? 

You weren’t supposed to survive losses as large as those. 

You weren’t. 

And if you had a part to play in it, you deserved twice the hell they suffered. 

…Hopefully Caitlyn was still angry, Jinx thought distantly to herself. She’d let her pull the trigger this time, so long as she promised not to miss again. The thought drew Jinx’s hands to a halt, soothing the restless fidgeting for a handful of seconds. Dirtied fingers draped listlessly onto the floor, still tacky with fresh blood and torn hair. …It wouldn’t bring Caitlyn’s mom back, but letting her get closure was probably the only good thing left to offer. 

…Would Caitlyn keep her waiting long? 

The distant sound of footsteps echoed in time with the clink of keys. 

The world felt as though it had been plunged underwater, with every sound feeling miles away- a distant hum from the living world. She didn’t want to resurface. She wasn’t sure she could anymore. 

“I just came to talk.”

The sound was scarcely a ripple amongst dark waters by the time they reached the dimmest corner of the cell where Jinx sat huddled, cradling her knees to her chest. Of course they belonged to someone familiar. All the voices did, these days. 

…

The voices and shadows liked to lurk and watch. 

…

Ekko’s was a new addition, admittedly. But it didn’t make sense for him to actually be here. 

…

He always had liked getting the last word. Was that what this was? A chance to gloat? 

…

Well, go on then. Gloat. 

…

I don’t care anymore.

…

There were no more outside ripples. No more words. Just the burn of something that didn’t belong watching. 

The shadows were supposed to get bored when you ignored them. 

She was so tired…couldn’t he see that? She’d lost. She’d given up. She was getting what she deserved. There was no more Jinx. No more fighting. Nobody needed to get hurt anymore- just the people that deserved it. One more loose end to be tied up into a pretty bow. What else did Golden Boy Ekko need to see to get his stupid sense of closure? 

I don’t want to look. 

I’m not playing, Ekko.

Silence stretched before a brittle whisper sounded from inside the bars. 

“...Go away.” 

The blank pink stare didn’t waver from the empty space in the cell where it rested. Jinx didn’t need to see his face. She didn’t want to. Everybody was supposed to leave her alone now.

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Fortiche finally delivered on what I’ve wanted since I first saw Jinx over a decade ago ♡

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Jinx and Isha 😭😭😭

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Difficult person test

Tagged by: @misfits-of-zaun

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Hey, kid. Still got all your insides?

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“You weren’t a hero at all, until like two weeks ago,” 

But I am now, Jinx thought smugly, relishing in how painful the admission was for Ekko. Even he couldn’t deny it. She’d done more to help the Firelights than their own leader in recent days. 

“Still counts.” Jinx quipped back easily, offering a shrug. 

Her question went unanswered and almost as soon as Jinx had asked it, Ekko’s profile sank out of her periphery. A mute, unsurprised breath freed itself from Jinx’s chest. Maybe it was best to just stick to the easy questions for now. 

She didn’t need to turn her head to notice that the steps at her back had come to a halt. Was that it? Had the attempt to address the elephant in the room- to extend a wary kind of acknowledgment for everything- shattered the chance of a truce? She’d never been good at the making nice stuff like Sevika. 

Without slowing her steady pace or sparing a glance over her shoulder, Jinx simply lifted a single hand to gesture for Ekko to follow. C’mon Scowly, we’re moving forwards, not back. We don’t have time for silly games today. 

The world didn’t have time for Ekko and his sticky feet. Isha had already rounded the corner ahead and Vander was alone while enforcers and funny looking soldiers bled into The Lanes, hunting for those responsible for Stillwater’s latest renovation. 

“…What good would that do?” 

Ekko’s voice picked up again, closer this time. 

His words weren’t the ones Jinx expected. 

"...A lousy hero can still do more than another dead asshole."

Well, that was true. If Jinx was dead, Ekko’s people would still be in jail. Sure, there’d be one less thing to scowl about, but Jinx wasn’t really the enemy of anyone in Zaun. Not anymore. 

“That’s the spirit.” Jinx drawled as she followed Isha’s route. 

From the next street over, the child had paused, uncertain of the way ahead. In a few easy strides, Jinx caught up, reaching out to affectionately dip the rim of Isha’s hat over her eyes. 

Alright kid, I’ll take it from here. 

They needed to head a little further from the beaten path. It was easy to cut through the busy streets without being spared so much as a second glance. The quieter routes offered less cover, but that didn’t matter. The most dangerous thing down here was probably still cat-napping in the bottom of a mine shaft. The second most dangerous thing down here was his buddy Pow-Pow, paying a visit. 

The abandoned mouths of each entryway were little more than inky black holes, devoid of light and movement. Sump-water collected in puddles of rock, green-tinted and slick with algae and fungus. Yup. This was the place. 

As she took point at one of the larger entrances, Jinx planted her hands on her hips, waiting for her company to catch up before lifting her hands to clap. The noise echoed through the warren of stone, causing a ripple of bioluminescent light from the fungus growing on the walls inside. 

An indulgent kind of fondness settled in Jinx’s gaze as she turned to watch Isha’s reaction, predictably bewitched by the sight. 

“You ready?” 

A mute, enthusiastic nod came from Isha.

“Three….two…ONE!” The pair clapped in unison, renewing the blue glow around them. 

With the fun taken care of, Jinx turned, sparing some of her attention for Captain Danger. 

“Yeah yeah, I know what it looks like, but he’s kinda hard to hide.”

Of course, the Vander that Ekko knew wouldn’t have been as difficult to stow away somewhere sleepy, but this was different. 

“You’re not gonna chicken out on us, are ya?”

💧 Water Under The Bridge 💧

So far the hero shtick was busier and less glamorous than Jinx had imagined. 

Save half of Zaun, nearly die (again), fight off the Big Bad hurting captives and enforcers… One good thing just snowballed to another, then another, until people were looking at you funny for taking a second to catch your breath. To think, under twenty-four measly hours ago she’d almost been dog-chow. It wasn’t like she’d planned to die, clawed to pieces in the deepest depths of Stillwater Hold…but walking free coming home to Isha felt surreal in its aftermath. Like she’d died without knowing and gone someplace else, just for a moment. 

…Maybe it was a good thing she hadn’t died, Jinx found herself thinking in the aftermath of their reunion. Something about the force the kid had collided into her, the gross snivelling- hell, even the way Sevika was keeping her stony gaze averted…would her sacrifice have even been worth it, to them? To anyone? 

Jinx wasn’t supposed to die in the belly of Stillwater. 

Not while The Lanes needed their symbol. 

Not while Vander needed her.

Not while Isha needed her. 

Some issues were bigger than yesterday’s ghosts. Helping people…it hadn’t been so bad, even when she hadn’t cared- or meant to. Gentle fingers teased through Isha’s freshly coloured hair, weaving strands into a neat braid- bringing order to chaos. It felt strange, almost undeserved, seeing how upset the kid had been at the prospect of losing her. 

It was nothing that a morning of nail polish and paint couldn’t stir a little life back into. Was this how Vander had felt, muddling through with a bite-sized Powder all those years ago? A fond smile settled across Jinx’s lips as she worked, seeing every hint of life and security flood back into the child with every hair tie and brush of colour. 

“There,” Jinx murmured, propping a hand on her hip as she stood back to admire the transformation. She’d humoured the requests for blue hair, a little face paint…the basics. But the full Jinxer look? Well, truthfully, before today it had felt a little over the top. 

But it made the kid happy. 

Adorned with her own body paint (tattoos and all), mini blue braids, Jinx-inspired clothes cobbled together from scraps and a couple of smoke bombs, Isha was grinning again. 

It was like looking at Powder. But happier. 

A Powder that believed in herself. 

A Powder that everyone else could believe in, too. 

Sevika’s plan to palm her off to the Firelights had done a number on the kid’s spirits. But the New Plan- the killing two bugs with one boot plan- was one that Isha was quick to jump onboard with. She was keen to be busy again. Keen to be helpful. Jinx could understand that.

The drop point was simple, two blocks west of the lower markets- not far from the very street Isha had plummeted into her life for the very first time. This was where Sevika had planned to hand her over? Hmph. Jinx tasted the irony for a moment as she settled into place, removed from sight in a large shattered ventilation pipe above. This wasn’t the way their jobs usually went. Usually, Isha was the one who played stealth. Not today. Fondly, Jinx watched as the kid came face to face with the familiar shape trudging to the drop point. Mask off. No buddies. Wow, Ekko really was whipped when it came to kids, huh? With a soundless huff, Jinx shook her head, picking at some of the blue paint from around her fingers, blind to the irony. 

“And here I was thinking you weren’t gonna show up.” Jinx’s tell-tale voice drawled lazily from the pipe above, just at the point where Isha had started to look uncomfortable at the prospect of going anywhere with their visitor. Sure, they’d gotten here early to allow time to get into position, but Ekko had been late. Heh. Some things never changed.

Wow. The acoustics in here were great. Very dramatic.

As though the echo of her voice above would be difficult to triangulate, Jinx popped her head out from the mouth of the pipe- a carefree signal to mark her cross-legged vantage point. 

Look- it’s me- hi! Here I am!

“Long time no see, Ekko.”

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jinx art i drew based off the new season 2 poster

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Can't wait for season two!