just4jinx

[just4jinx]

HIIIIIII

I was thinking about a reader who’s either equally if not more obsessed with jinx? (Sorta like love Quinn and Joe from you-) and so they’re both stealing stuff from each other, extremely jealous, and super super obsessive but trying to keep it from each other 😭

hi guys….this is not my best work, apologies in advance.. i definitely could have made reader crazier but i just COULDNT!!!! writers block is one hell of a drug. i hope this satisfies yall while i work on a couple other requests. they should be better, hopefully..

this is the request where i had a few other similar ones! i hope everyone who requested the similar ones is happy with this lol.

toxic!jinx masterlist

the thing with jinx was that she was always just a little less aware than the average person. you always thought you weren’t all that discreet about how obsessed with her you were, but she never really caught on. to be fair though, she was much more obvious about her own obsession.

it kind of cancelled yours out, hid it from her. she wasn’t completely open about it, she did absolutely everything she could to hide certain aspects of her behaviour that she knew (thought) would scare you. what she didn’t know was that you were doing practically the same thing.

whatever she hadn’t taken from you, you had taken from her. one time, she was cleaning herself up after somehow exploding an egg all over herself while trying to cook for you. you took your opportunity as your eyes trailed over all of her stuff that she’d strewn over your apartment. clothes, her boots, her bag and its contents.

you locked your eyes onto one of her boots, the ones she wears every day. you creep towards it and unlace it, completely pulling the string out. quickly, you pocket it and dig around in your drawer for something to fill the space with. to your luck, the ones you had were the exact same as the one in her other boot. you thread it through the holes in the worn leather and hurry back to where you had been standing.

she comes out of the bathroom with steam billowing around her frame just a few seconds later. she looks so pretty you could literally burst into song and dance. you smile at her and shove the lace deeper into your pocket.

“all clean?” you sing at her. she nods enthusiastically and starts clawing around in your closet for some clothes to wear. she looks so pretty with her hair down, strewn over her bare back in wet clumps.

you snatch your phone from the counter and snap a photo of her. you save it into your folder full of hundreds of photos of her from all kinds of different angles.

she turns around after pulling one of your tshirts on and skips over to you. she leans forward onto your shoulder as you shove your phone into your other pocket, hoping she doesn’t notice your hasty movements.

“brush my hair f’me?”

you can’t say no to her, not with those eyes and that smile, that hair, that waist and.. anyway. you nod and she cheers, going to grab her your hairbrush. she flops herself down in front of you on the couch and flicks her wet, tangled hair into your lap. you have no idea how she managed to get it to grow so long.

you start to brush her hair, when a few strands of jinx’s cerulean hair loosen themselves and find their way onto your clothes. you make an effort to keep it stuck to you to add it to your collection, you were just so fascinated with how blue her hair was.

that same night jinx manages to cut a small lock of your hair off while you slept peacefully. she intertwines it with a lock of her own. to the average person, she would look like an absolute psycho casting a spell on you, but she’s just… you know… making sure you stay in love forever. no similarities to spell casting at all.

strange how you do practically the exact same things to each other, yet never realise.

———

jinx often contradicts herself. she needs to know every single detail about everything you’ve ever done and will do and are doing, yet if she’s going somewhere she almost never tells you where or when or for how long. in her mind, if it doesn’t directly involve you then you don’t need to know.

you’ve mentioned it to her a couple times, and she’s said she’ll try remember to tell you. she never does, so you take matters into your own hands.

she had mentioned something about a market a couple days ago, so you thought you’d check there first; you knew it was definitely on today. after some scouting around, you catch a glimpse of her typical blue braids. ducking behind a stall, you mentally applaud yourself for being sooo smart and tracking her down.

you watch her from a distance, just as she does to you. not once does she notice you, just as you do when she does this. the pair of you are much more similar than you both realise.

it was almost comical, how both you followed each other, stole each other’s stuff, basically stalked one another and were so so obsessed, but neither of you knew about the other’s actions. you wonder what would happen if jinx caught onto you, and she wonders the same thing.

after a while of her skipping around, jinx stops and leans against a wall. she watches people pass by her as she nibbles on whatever sickly sweet pastry she had bought. she often gets pretty overwhelmed in crowded spaces like this one, and has to withdraw like she’s doing now. you know that. you notice pretty much every tiny thing about her. you hope she does the same.

you watch her, unblinking. any other (sane) person would feel at least a smidge of shame from doing this, even freaking out and labelling themselves as a gross perv. but you don’t even have it in you to do that, not when you love your girlfriend so much. you just can’t let her roam around by herself, what if she needs you?

you’re only doing it because you love her.

she only does it because she loves you.

once jinx decides she’s ready to venture back into the crowd, you notice her scanning over a stall covered with trinkets and jewellery. she eventually picks up a necklace, holding it up and swinging it in front of the old woman running the stall. it caught the sunlight and shimmered as jinx paid for it and skipped off.

you realise she’s headed home so you have to take off in a sprint to make it back before her. you may not be ashamed of your obsession but you don’t really like the idea of getting caught. you know jinx is a liiiittle crazy, and you’re not really sure how she’d take it.

a couple hours later, after the two of you had dinner, jinx jumps up from her seat.

“i got you somethin’!”

she comes back with a small box, decorated by her no doubt. the paint splattered over it, a wonky, graffiti-style heart in the middle, gave it away.

she opens it and holds up the necklace you watched her buy that same afternoon. she dangles it in front of you as she did to the woman she bought it from, a big grin on her face.

you tell her you love it as she clasps it around your neck. you glance down at the shoelace wrapped around your wrist, the one you pulled from her boot a few days earlier. when jinx asked where it was from, you told her you got it on vacation when you were younger. close one.

it is really goddamn difficult to act like you’ve never seen that necklace before.

[just4jinx]

i miss writing ☹️☹️

[just4jinx]

ARCANE LEAGUE OF LEGENDS S1 EP9 -> S2 EP8 (2021-2024) ↳ "You don't have to worry about me anymore. You don't need to feel guilty about being happy."

[just4jinx]

all i can think about is jinx all i can draw is jinx all i can edit is jinx all i can dream about is jinx all i can read and write about is jinx UGHHHHHH GET OUT OF MY HEADDD

[just4jinx]

more jinx x f!reader with the strapppp~ please!

[❥] FROM LU: ask and you shall receive, my lovie 🙂‍↕️😚😉

“hoooooly shit, you’re grippin’ it so tight, dolly.” jinx coos, cock brutalizing your sopping walls. moans are falling from your lips like a river, unbidden and wanton.

she’s fucking you so deep, cockhead crushing against your cervix with every pump of her hips — it’s electric, shooting lightning through your body and forcing your eyes into the back of your skull.

“she’s so wet,” jinx pants, hands slipping down to play in the slick coating your thighs. “so wet f’me, baby. gods, ‘m gonna destroy you.”

jinx’s words aren’t a threat — they’re a promise; one that has your back arching and pussy clenching.

“please,” you whine out, blindly thrusting your hips back blindly to meet her rabid fucking. “more, jinx, more!”

jinx laughs darkly and her fingernails dig crescents into the tender flesh of your thighs as she speeds up, savage thrusts punctuated by slick squelches and schlurps. “so desperate f’me. don’t worry, toots, ‘m gonna give it aaallll t’ya.”

your vision dots as your eyes roll all the way back, pussy twitching and fluttering and drooling, heated from the inside out by the rapid drag and slide of jinx’s thick cock. her moans are blending angelically with your own, filling the room with the sounds and scents of messy sex.

“oh, oh my gods,” jinx whines, “this is so fuckin’ good. love fuckin’ yer li’l pussy. love it so much, baby.”

“fuck!” you whimper, feeling your gut tense and clit throb — you’re getting close, so close, breathing ragged and body completely tense and electrified. “please, ‘m gonna cum!”

“yeah, baby, yer gonna fuckin’ cum.” jinx growls, slipping a hand from your thigh to press against the bulge in your tummy. “yer gonna fuckin’ cum while i fuck myself straight into your stomach, dolly.”

you’re nothing but incoherent babbling now, body tense yet liquefied in jinx’s hold as she fucks you savagely, bruising your cunt and owning you.

you can’t even hold it back anymore, nor can you give any warning before your back is arching and thighs twitching as that coil in your gut snaps, pussy clenching and crying as jinx continues to snap her cock deep inside you. it’s almost too much, those waves receding and replacing pleasure with near-pain.

“yeaaah, baby, fuckin’ mess it up. oh, yer so fuckin’ messy and dirty, listen at ‘er, cryin’ and droolin’ all o’er m’cock. wan’a fuck you even more,” jinx growls, hips stuttering against your plump ass and nails carving into your body.

“hah, oh, fuck — jinx, please, too much!” your body is twitching, each slide of her cock simply painful against your swollen, sensitive walls — but jinx doesn’t stop, and instead glues her body to yours while she fucks you nice and deep.

“mmm, no, no, sweets. ‘m gonna fuck ya for a li’l longer, ‘kay? jus’ sit there like a good girl and, hah, fuck, take it f’me. jus’ a li’l more… lemme fuck this pretty pussy a li’l more…”

pussydrunk!jinx, anyone??

[just4jinx]

Wasn’t gonna drink today but remembered Isha

[just4jinx]

hey guys … definitely didnt disappear for a while … i came back tonight for jinx fics, im a simple girl really. but i wanna start writing again bc i miss it <\3 SO MAYBE expect a jinx fic soon.

also lets talk abt ep 9 jinx man spreading im genuinely tweaking ohhh my god

[just4jinx]

making out with jinx + fem reader (arcane) PLEASEEEEE 🙏🙏🙏

*:･ﾟ✧ a burning desire for you

jinx x fem!reader | nsfw

lol i think about this so often this is just total self indulgence

the way her lips clash with yours in such frenzied symmetry, a gentle ebb and flow in a fight for dominance, always leaves you weak in the knees. your head spins and you’re sure she can feel your heart hammering against your chest, beating like a war drum that just gets faster and heavier with every moment that passes that you’re still positioned on top of her– your throne of lapis blue, emitting chaos in its purest, most amorous form. it’s both a blessing and a curse, the fact that she always expresses her love so passionately, like she’ll never get the chance to express it again.

it’s certainly a curse when you have work in ten minutes and she’s halfway through taking off your shirt.

in jinx’s case, it’s all or nothing, all the time. in your case, you can’t call out of work last minute on the busiest day of the week.

you quickly grab her wrists and bring her hands back down, urging her to let go of your shirt, but she just tugs on the fabric harder. she pulls away with a whine, and you decide to cut her off before she begins to overthink your rejection. “i should’ve left for work five minutes ago.” you mumble, bringing your hand up to stroke one of her rosy cheeks.

“but you didn’t.” she counters as she presses her forehead to yours. “guessing it’s ‘cause you know i can make it quick, huh?”

clearly frustrated by your self control (and her own lack of it), jinx runs one of her hands up your back beneath your shirt, delicately tracing your spine with her nimble fingers. you let out a quiet sigh, feeling yourself slowly give in to her despite your own volition. your grip on her shoulder tightens as her hand slides down your back and slowly dips below the hem of your pants. you arch into her calculated touch, becoming all too aware of the heat growing in your stomach.

you open your mouth to retaliate, but she cuts you off by using her newly found grip on your ass to make you grind forward onto her thigh.

“i know you want it,” she says, like a serpent tempting you to bite the apple despite the compromising circumstance. after all, she can feel the heat between your legs on her thigh as she drags you against it, over and over, pleased by how willing you are to follow her movements. it seems like that self control is withering away bit by bit.

you lean forward to slot your lips between hers again, whimpering when her tongue immediately pushes past and finds yours. her free hand comes up to gently grab your throat– she applies no pressure, simply keeping you in place so that she can have her way with you.

it’s picturesque, she thinks; how helpless and complacent you become to her when she makes you feel this way, and how beautiful you look all the while. it takes all of her strength to not pull away from the kiss just to sit back and watch you take the pleasure she offers.

your hips become caught in an endless cycle with a mind of their own, and you struggle to reciprocate the kiss that has you whimpering and moaning into her mouth like a dog in heat. she only finds it enticing (and slightly humorous) how quickly you give up the struggle for control.

finally, she does pull away, now grabbing the hair on the back of your head and tugging it back so that she can press her lips to your exposed neck. you gasp, back arching as if it were a crescent moon, slightly frustrated that you’d let her discover all of your weaknesses. how could you not know she’d use them for such evil?

“jinx,” you huff, grabbing onto her shoulders as if you were trying to push her away, “you’re gonna make me late for work.”

“that’s kinda the goal here, genius.” she grumbles against your warm skin. at the moment, she can’t exactly fathom the thought of you leaving her when she’s already so worked up, and she knows you are, too.

you roll your eyes, halting the desperate movement of your hips no matter how much it pained you to do so. her hands, panic-stricken, rush to grab your waist and she finally looks up at you. “you’re evil, you know that?” you say, audibly out of breath.

the dim light of the blue lamp in her room reflects off of your skin, making you appear vibrant, as if you’re glowing from the inside like a goddess above her. jinx would look at you forever if she could; but for now, she has a point to prove.

she flashes the most sinister grin you’ve seen from her in a while. “hey, i am not evil. i just know how to get what i want.”

“hmm… think you can get yourself some patience, while you’re at it?” you tease.

at first, she laughs– until she realizes what you mean by that. you are leaving her. she stares up at you, smile completely fading as her jaw drops. “huh?”

you lean forward to press a chaste kiss to her cheek before crambling off of her lap and trying to balance on your shaky legs.

“come on! this is… it’s like taking candy from a baby!” she whines.

“well, it’s a valuable lesson that the baby in question needs to learn at some point.” you shrug, smoothing out your wrinkled shirt with your hands and readjusting your pants to look a bit less like they’ve been tampered with.

jinx stands up and wraps her arms around your waist, burying her nose in the crook of your neck with a long inhale. you feel undeniably guilty, leaving her by herself when she’s already comfortable in one of her clingy moods, but you’d feel worse leaving thieram to run an a bar loaded with people all by himself tonight.

so, you embrace her tightly, kissing the frizzed sapphire blue hair on the side of her head as you scratch her back in attempt to provide some much-needed comfort. “i’m sorry, angel. it’s only five hours, okay?” you reassure her despite her petulant scoff. “i’ll bring you home some of those fries you like.“

she pauses for a moment. “the ones with the cheese on ‘em?”

“yeah, those ones. a whole basket.” you promise.

finally, she sighs halfheartedly and bring herself away from your neck to meet your watchful gaze. her puppy-dog eyes cause your heart to flutter, though you aren’t sure if they’re genuine of if they’re just a last ditch effort to convince you to stay. “fine. but i swear, if that brunette chucklefuck tries to make you stay any longer than five hours tonight, i’ll be wearing his teeth as a pearl necklace by tomorrow morning. got it?”

you huff out a laugh at her odd threat, yet it comes as no surprise. she often engages in the most one-sidedly explosive quarrels with thieram, convinced that if you stay back a bit longer to help him clean up or close the last drop for the night, it’s part of his big scheme to steal as much time with you as possible– to steal you away from her.

you make a mental note to do your portion of the closing work before you both close the bar for the night. “crystal clear. as for you,” you lift your hand to cup her cheek, reveling at the way she melts into your touch, “i better see you waiting here for me when i come back, alright?”

jinx’s eyes flutter closed as your thumb rubs the soft skin beneath her eye. you always know just how to soothe her, how to make her forget all of the irritation boiling inside of her. she just nods her head, arms tightening around your waist.

you pull her in for one last kiss, and the only thing it’s good for is reigniting that dwindling spark inside of her. her tongue quickly licks into your mouth and you sigh through your nose– a mix of exasperation pure indulgence. she fists the back of your shirt in her hands, still aggravated at the idea of letting you go, and lightly bites down onto your bottom lip.

you scoff and practically rip yourself away from jinx. “hey, you started it!” she accusatively points a finger at you.

“yeah, that one’s on me, huh?” you say, reaching up to gently pinch her cheek, stifling a laugh at how infuriated she looks. it’s a common anger that runs deep in her veins, though it’s more so directed toward the world than it is toward you; solely due to the fact that she can’t have you alone, all to herself whenever she pleases, because you’re a person with responsibilities just like her and everybody else.

but, she’d made a vow to herself at the start of this relationship that she wasn’t going to be as controlling over you as she knew she could be. she wasn’t going to drive you away all for the sake of keeping you in her possession at all times. so, rather than arguing any further, jinx nods in such hesitant acceptance of your departure. “five hours.” she reminds you, crossing her arms as she spins around to head over to her workbench. at least she has something to keep herself busy while she waits.

after all, you haven’t even left yet and she’s already counting down the minutes until you’re home; until she can pick up where you left off.

[just4jinx]

ARCANE, S02E08 | Jinx

[just4jinx]

i cannot hate myself into a version of me i will love.

[just4jinx]

18+ jinx, wlw smut imagines

jinx who loves to mark you— loves to bite down on your shoulders or nibble at the skin on your neck and ears. she loves to kiss you all over and leave love bites where only she can see them, loves to hear you whine and whimper beneath her.

jinx who loves to sneak up behind you and pull you close to her, her nails digging into your skin leaving crescent marks. she loves to lick long strips up your neck while her hands roam around your body, her own body reacting to how pretty you sound for her.

jinx who loves to pull you around like her own personal doll, giggling playfully to herself as she positions you exactly how she wants you. she loves to talk you through it, her eyes glued to the way you squirm beneath her.

jinx who loves to grind up against you, biting down on her bottom lip almost to the point of drawing blood. she loves to be eaten out by you, always trying her hardest to suppress moans but it never lasts long. she loves to tangle her slender fingers in your hair, often pulling it when you least expect it.

jinx who loves to finger you on her workbench, one hand gripping your thigh while the other is focused on your core, her digits pumping into you until you’re seeing stars. she loves to kiss you while she brings you to your climax, a cocky grin tugging at the corners of her lips when she notices you struggling to kiss her back.

[just4jinx]

its november so its ARCANE MONTH YESSSSSSS OMG

[just4jinx]

not sure how long ill keep it for but i changed my name to just4jinx, but i was ryuluvr.

just dont want anyone to not realise its me <\3

whoever took meowjinx & jinxluvr & onlyjinx sleep with eye open tonight i mean it

[just4jinx]

hey girly 😏

more smut with jinxie-poo pls i’m a feen 👏 like her fuckin us on her workbench or smth while she praises us😩🙂‍↕️

Wassup toots <3 I���m glad you like it, and ofc I‘m gonna write for Jinx

Thinking about JINX who would slowly back you up against her workbench, teasingly running her hands up your thighs. She would trail her fingers up and down until she grasps your hips and presses hers against yours, grinding into you while completely ignoring her long forgotten work.

JINX who would push you down on her workbench after carelessly shoving her tools away, not letting go of your hips. How she would take off your pants/skirt or whatever you‘re wearing without you noticing. Next second you know, your pants/skirt are down on the floor beside hers.

JINX who would kiss you slowly before licking your bottom lip and swiftly pushes her tongue into your mouth. Who makes you gasp out a low moan by drawing gentle circles on your already puffy clit, making you whine into her mouth as she swallows your moans and whines. Who would totally distract you by whispering praises into your ear, calling you pet names and telling you how good you are for her and asking you to not leave her. Who would sneakily push her slim middle finger and ring finger inside your soaking pussy, making you choke out a loud moan of her name.

HER who smiles in amazement when she watches your expressions and actions. Your face and body never fails to amaze her, you’re simply HER drug. After she makes you cum she‘ll be right back in your pussy by shoving her strap inside you, making your walls squeeze her tightly while you shake from your previous orgasm.

How JINX licks her fingers clean, making your eyes almost roll back, before hoisting your legs up to her waist as she pounds into you. She never fails to praise you either.

JINX who throws her head back and moans loudly because she simply doesn’t care who or what might hears her. She wants you to know how much of a good girl you‘re for her. She is hitting your sensitive g-spot over and over, making you gasp for air until the both of you finally cum and make a big white mess on her workbench.

“That‘s it sugar, you do so well don’t you? Feels good, yeah? I know I can make you feel even better. Gosh you taste so good toots, need you right now. Mhmm~ Love you so much babe, gonna make you feel even better. Argh~ So tight, so good, so mine, right toots?“

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Tags: @jinxwif3y, @tan1shere, @jinxificada (pls tell me if you didn’t want to be tagged, I did for now bc it seemed like you wanted to be but feel free to tell me not to. Anyways Jinx slays as always.)

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✧ ─ · · NAUGHTY UPGRADES · · ─ ✧

༄ FEATURING: Jinx (Arcane)

༄ SUMMARY: Jinx decided to work on her inventions and weapons since soon enough she‘d have to face Vi and the whole City. She was even already experimenting on her work desk…but after seeing you in your pretty clothes she got distracted and she couldn’t get rid of the idea of…upgrading her special tool.

༄ WARNINGS: MDNI, (minors do not interact or I’ll throw you across the pacific ocean), spoilers last episode s1, slight angst to fluff (smut), dirty, filthy smut, fingering (receiving), vibrator, dirty talk, marking and biting, intense orgasms, oral (receiving), strap in pussy, mating press, lmao what do I need to say it‘s sex y‘all,

༄ WORD COUNT: 2.5k

༄ AUTHOR'S NOTES: Got (partially) requested by anonymous. Couldn’t help but get carried away…The idea was so tempting and I had to do it.

Jinx was working on her workbench, just building weapons for the next fight. Since Silco was now gone, she didn’t know what to do with herself except work even harder than she ever did. To be honest, it kind of worried you a lot seeing her like this.

You still remember the day Jinx killed him. You remember every detail. Her expression, those teared up and bloodshot eyes, the blood staining her baby blue-like eyes. The kid once inside of here, the powder she used to know was gone. The way she still cried after she decided to fire fishbones towards Piltover and blow up the council.

Her expression when she lost herself and just fired ahead, not knowing who she was aiming at. The panic in Silco‘s eyes when the voices in your girlfriend's head got too loud, the sincere words he told her with his last breath. The love and affection he held for her—yes, he did manipulate her sometimes, but god, how much he loved her as his own daughter isn’t able to be told.

‘Don‘t cry. You‘re perfect.‘

The words kept repeating in her head over and over, replaying until she couldn’t take it anymore. Silco was right. She will watch it all burn, watch it all turn into ashes. There was no way anybody could hold her back.

‘She‘s too far gone!‘

That too is correct. There was absolutely nothing that could hold Jinx back now. Not after killing someone she relied on and actually trusted. Not after what happened.She was almost completely alone now. Yeah, she luckily had you and Sevika on her side—she appreciates your both presences more than anything, even though she‘s still a little unsure about Sevika—but everyone else was gone.

She had lost Silco; she probably also lost Vi and all her friends. In times like this, you knew you had to do something. She can’t be at her lowest, not now. You needed to snap her out of this. Silco would've wanted her to be at her highest. So you do—in a... rather different way, though.You put on the sexiest piece of clothing you own—of course with jewelry—and place the necklace you got from Jinx around your neck.

It is a self-made one; she had built it for you. It's a butterfly with a blue gemstone inside it. You're not sure how she got it, though.You played with the necklace a bit; a warm smile had graced your lips because you knew exactly Jinx had practiced the moment when she'd hand you the present over.

She stuttered a bit, and she had been nervous—but she managed either way. Pushing these thoughts to the side for now, you walked into the 'lab' she was in. It came down a little, but it had been enough so far.

Walking into the room, you saw your girlfriend sitting there, working on her mechanical middle finger. You took a seat in front of her, sitting on the desk to add to the arousal, and wrapped your arms around her neck—leaning into her.

"Hi babe, watcha doing?"

Your words were a strong contrast to your clothes. You looked awesome, absolutely gorgous, and ravishing to Jinx. She put away her tools before tracing your jawline with her mechanical finger.

"I had to repair my finger. Sevika is way too daring when she's all smug and angry."

Even though she was annoyed, a cheeky smile grazed upon her strawberry-like lips. The times they were on yours, sucking and biting marks into your skin, claiming your body as hers before eating you out, her lips that would be stained with your cum before she'd lick it all up...

"Hm. Are you done? Want to spend some time with you?"

You pouted, but Jinx was faster and paced her finger onto your lips—you knew she couldn't refuse; you're her one and only dangerous weakness.

"Yeah? 's that why ya decided to wear this? For me to get it off your sexy body?"

She sent shivers down your spine when she ran her hands over your thighs, her touch light yet passionate.

She placed her head into your neck, her warm breath hovering over your neck. You gasped in surprise and delight when she nibbled onto your neck, your nails scratching her back—oh, so deliciously. Your eyes widened as she hooked your necklace between her lips, a knowing look playing in your girlfriend's eyes.

"Pretty..."

She muttered under her breath, her hands ghosting over your stomach and hip area. A trail of burning fire was left behind, the feeling tickling your skin.

"You should wear stuff like this more often..."

She referred to the tight piece of clothing that was hugging your skin. It had a rather darker blue shade, one that fit your skin tone pretty well. Jinx grasped your hips and placed herself between your legs. You swallowed slightly, knowing exactly what to expect.

"Don't be so tense toots~"

She cooed into your ear, clearly teasing you a bit before her voice dropped to a whisper.

"We've done this a million times before~"

That's right. You've done this many times before. Hot, steamy, long, and passionate times before. Both of you always ended up a trembling hot mess for each other whenever you decided to get down on it.

You know Jinx's levels of hunger for you.

The first stage is pretty normal—she'd need a make-out session with you, one she could work with. Her hands would be groping your body slightly, running her fingers over your thighs and arms.

The second stage would be set higher, of course. Jinx would start to get needy, greedily claiming your lips with her plump, cherry-tasting lips in a sealed kiss. Her hand would be tugging at the hem of your shirt and at the waistband of your pants/skirt, needily pulling at the fabric of your clothes before convincing you to let her have a little taste.

The third stage would be the highest and craziest. She'd get downright nasty with you. She'd mark you up, straight up paint your skin with her teeth, before sliding your legs open to bury herself between your thighs. She'd slam into you and fuck your sopping cunt until you'd be spent. None of your tasty cum goes to waste though; she'd never have a single drop.

The thing is, out of all that—no matter what stage, it always ends up with you having sore legs, your cunt worked open, and your brain fucked out. It worked out like that 95 percent of the time. And right now, she's at her highest.

You can sense the way she wants to ravish you. The way she's staring you down says it all. Either your clothes end up on the floor in less than two minutes, or you'll be ripped out of the fabric and fucked against the first thing your back will reach.

She gently grasps your chin, tenderly tilting your head into the perfect angle before going in for a kiss—a desperate, needy and long needed kiss. She kissed you like there was no tomorrow, embraced your lips like a warm hug, and most importantly—made you feel like the only person in the world.

Your fingers gently fisted her hair a bit; it smelled better now after she had cut it off. The once long braids are gone, replaced by silky short hair and purple pink colors. It suited her, you thought. She looked really good with her new style, and it would be awesome if it wasn't for the given situation. After all, Silco used to braid her hair, but who was going to braid her hair if he was gone? He has always been the one to do it; you brushed her hair, and he braided it.

But she also had to move on. She couldn't do that with long hair. It just wouldn't work—anytime she'd step out out of the shower the memories would just come flowing back. She couldn't do that. Not now. Not ever again.

The colored strands of her hair also highlighted her eyes. Those new reddish-purple eyes of hers. They made you feel new feelings, good and bad ones. One one side, you know she had accepted herself—Jinx and Powder. On the other hand, it reminded you of how blood would stain clothes, like blood in the water. It made you feel uneasy, because you couldn't help but think about how it fitted so much to the situation once. No—you weren't going to get distracted by that. Not now, not when you have each other like this.

The kiss was meaningful. Words were exchanged by every lip movement, whispers, and pleas too. Her grip on you never once loosened, still the same firm grip when you once started dating. You could feel her tongue brushing against your lips, asking—no, begging for entrance. And you grant her just exactly that. Not a second passed when you parted your lips before she swiftly slid her tongue into your mouth, running it over your teeth and wrestling your tongue.

She pushes you down onto her desk, pinning you down as she makes out with you. Your make-out session was all teeth and tongue, swallowing each other‘s moans and whimpers as you grasped each other‘s bodies.

She makes quick work of your clothing, grasping the hem of the fabric before pulling it carefully over your head and throwing it somewhere in the room—the clothes long forgotten when she starts nipping at your skin and squishes your thighs.

She only stops when she hears you whine, asking her to take off her own clothing to��or at least, to let you undress her. She groans lightly at your request and gives you a messy kiss before letting you take off her pants and top. As soon as you‘re done, she gets down on her knees and pushes your legs apart, your lover licking her lips as she takes in the sight.

Wet, soaked through panties begging her to attach those lips onto your clit. Her hands reach out and rub along your folds, her thumb rubbing your clit in assistance. Your honey-filled moans dropped like flies, and Jinx relished how pretty you sounded—so wrecked already, and she hasn’t even started yet.

She pulled your panties down, letting it drop down your knees and to your ankles, not bothering the soaked through clothing a single glance. Her eyes had a mischievous glint in them, sparkling like glitter in the sky as she came closer and closer to your core—and the closer she got, the more you felt. You could feel her warm breath hovering over your flooding cunt, your pretty pussy begging to be touched as it clenched around nothing.

“Baby, please. Give it to me, please, baby. Need you.“

You knew she wouldn’t resist you, she was just as eager as you were. All it took were a few pleas, and just like that, she dives into your sopping pussy, slurping up your pre-cum. She runs her fingers over your folds, spreading them apart as she licks and rubs your cunt. Her thumb was rubbing your clit at a slow, almost agonizing pace.

And just like that, you gasped.

You felt her insert her mechanical finger into your core, before suddenly feeling vibrations that sent your back arching. You gripped onto the table and let out loud moans as the vibrations went on. Sweat began to cover your forehead, and you swear you felt that satisfied grin of hers on your twitching clit.

“Ngh~! Jinx- agh~ What the- how- ngh~! When-“

“Since we both love when I finger you and eat you out, I thought, ‘Hey! why not upgrade that finger to a pretty vibrator?‘ and that‘ what I did. I mean—If I have a mechanical finger, gotta get the most out of it! Right?“

And fuck you weren’t complaining at all. Not when the vibrations sent your back arching off the table like this. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as your jaw dropped open, lewd moans leaving your lips once you felt her finger you. Her tongue swirled inside of you, brushing against your walls and sucking on your clit. It certainly didn’t take you long to reach your peak.

You came hard, trembling and screaming her name as your white fluids spill onto her tongue—and Jinx gladly takes it all, swallowing your juices as a bit of your slick runs down her chin. Finally the vibrations stop, and you try to catch your breath after the intense session.

Jinx looks up at you to see your fucked-out expression and chuckles, clearly satisfied.

“Did you enjoy that toots? I hope you did, because I‘m planning to do that more often with you~ Now, how about we get to the main dish, what do ya say?“

Your eyes widened when you saw her strap already attached to her hips and crotch, her body hovering over yours. Your legs were positioned past her shoulders so they wouldn’t get in the way. Her hips were ready to snap into yours, hand already gripping them and eyes on you; the only thing missing was your green light.

“I‘m ready. You can go in.“

And that was all that took for Jinx to enter your slick hole in one go, earning a breathy and loud moan from you before almost pulling completely out again. Jinx slams into you again, her hips buckling to meet yours, the strap reaching new depths in this position—fuck it got you so wet being in such a position. First the vibrator, and now this, Jinx made your day better no matter what.

Her cock kept sliding in and out of you; your legs already went to waste as she pounded into you like an animal. The tip kept hitting deep spots that made you arch your back and choke out moans as your eyes roll back—fuck you were even afraid you wouldn‘t be able to get out of the trance.

You grasped onto her shoulders as she continued to mark your neck, her pace never slowing down. She pressed your knees to your chest and went harder, deeper—earning a loud pleasured scream from you.

You kept scratching and grasping whatever you could; whether it was Jinx or the table didn’t matter; you needed to keep yourself from getting swept too far away. You clenched around her dick, clearly getting closer and closer to the edge, each thrust of her hips pushing you further.

“Come for me sugar, let go.“

She whispered into your ear, encouraging you to let go. The next second you decided to do just that, and all you saw, was white. You screamed out her name with one, last, deep scratch on her back before finishing all over her strap, your juices running over her dick.

You could still feel the aftershocks, but with Jinx kissing you and telling you how great you did—you knew you‘d be just fine.

She slowly pulls out of you, making a whine leave your lips at the loss of contact. But before you could complain too much she spoke.

“C‘mon baby. Let‘s order some take out and scare the delivery guy so we can get free food. Sound good?“

Yeah, you love your crazy girl.

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I finished this while sick, y‘all I got the kinktober sickness

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[just4jinx]

happy halloween everyone!!!

leaving a super duper rough kitty jinx sketch here bc idk what else to do with it <\3 UGH I ADORE HER

[just4jinx]

I'm glad you're back! Could you possibly write some fluff for Jinx with a s/o that's pretty nervous overall? She seems a bit bolder, so I think it'd be a cute dynamic!

Nervous Wreck

enjoy :>

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You’ve never seen Jinx calm, she was always bouncing off the walls one way or another. It is a miracle you two can even date when she is constantly putting herself at risk and worrying your brain to its brink! But yet you made it work, you love her after all.

You were spending another night with your girlfriend, sleeping on her shoddy sewn sheets when you woke to use the bathroom, only to find your blue haired beauty wasn’t sleeping next to you. Alarm bells rang in your head! Where could she be? Is she hurt? Did she run off? You quickly rushed around to try and find her, instantly gravitating towards her workshop to, of course, find her at her work bench welding together pieces of metal at three in the morning.

Your tight chest finally expelled the tension, now just replaced with anger. Jinx has paused her welding a moment to grab new pieces which is when you came over and tapped firmly on her shoulder. She spun around, lifting her giggled off her head with a smile.

“Toots! Whaddaya doing up? It’s late!”

Oh the nerve! You could be asking her the same damn thing. An angry scowl covered your face as your foot tapped on the floor, arms crossed, ready to scold her. But before you could she butted in.

“Sheesh! Okay! I get it! I know, I know, I should be asleep too. But I hadda finish this chomper! You love my chomper! Well you love how they look, not the explody bits, but still! I was only gonna be up for an hour then come back to bed, swear!”

Her words didn’t matter much to you anyways. Nothing but anger derived from your nervous mind filled your expression.

“You scared me. I woke up and you weren’t there! I thought that maybe something happened or you were doing something stupid! And clearly you are!”

Jinx let out a gasp, feigning for offense. But it was quickly followed by a smile and chuckle.

“It’s not stupid! Okay okay, tell you what. I really needa get this done so… Why don’t you sit next to me and to calm your mind watch me work. Yeah? Then we can go back to bed, should only take thirty minutes!”

You thought about the offer a moment. Jinx wasn’t gonna go back to bed until the chomper was done anyways so might as well, you wouldn’t be able to sleep either knowing she could potentially hurt herself. With a sigh you nodded and took the seat next to her.

“There we go — Now! Look at this! I fixed the hinges so the chomping is less squeaky! Huh? Pretty neat!”

You smiled softly, eyes rolling as you leaned in to listen to her rambles.

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