#Twin Jinx

[beelspillowpet]

“I’m Hungry.” - Beelzebub x OC/MC

It’s been a while but I slipped up (with a friend) and wrote some stuff. I ended up writing for two hours lol. ANOTHER NSFW piece with Beelzebub because of course as a Beelzebitch I have to create and consume content of him 🧡 

tskr, Eden for saving me time and reminding me I drew a header lol

Content warnings: Breed Kink | Overstim(?) | Size Kink | Like reeeeeeally big cock and a tiny woman | If it’s not obvious, Jinx is TINY.

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Beelzebub sat on his bed, scrolling through his DDD looking for his food apps. He had complained of being hungry and wasn't allowed to leave his room until it was cleaned. Belpheghor was nowhere to be found for the extent of the exchange program and thus Jinx, his human transfer he was responsible for, had to take the lead. His hunger got to him before long while she swept the floor.

"Gaah... I'm starving... I ordered everything and it won't be here until way later..."

"Do you... want me to make you a snack?" Jinx offers, turning her head to look at him. The limitation was that Beelzebub couldn't leave the room. She heard no clause about herself though, and while she may be pushing buttons it was better than the gluttony lord getting so hungry that he devours her instead.

Despite her question though, Beelzebub seemed unimpressed. He stared at her, eyebrow raised.

"Actual food. Not me."

"I know that. Why did you think I'd eat you?"

"Well... ugh, just forget it."

Beelzebub laid back on his bed, stretching. "Don't tell me something ridiculous like "you wouldn't taste good" or something..."

Jinx cocked her head to the side. "Given we speak about cannibals or... well, you. I'd say I probably do. But I'm not on the menu."

"You'd be right about that. But you sound nervous." Beelzebub grinned. "Ya' scared~?"

Jinx rolled her eyes, setting her broom aside. "Not scared. Just cautious. Are you hitting on me?

"It'd be offensive if I didn't." Beelzebub said, rolling on to his side before sitting up. "I'm hungry." he complained. "Are you gonna get over here and be my appetizer or what?"

It did not look like he was asking.

Jinx sort of hoped he wasn't asking.

She played with the ends of her skirt while approaching him. "You should improve your vocabulary... you're not just hungry, Bee."

He could have said anything in response- he almost did. He opened his mouth to form some sort of rebuttal without a second thought, but his body reacted on its own and grabbed her, pulling her against him. "You talk a lot when you're nervous," he said. "It's annoying. But it's also kind of cute." he could hear her scoff as he pulled at the waistband of her skirt. She took that as a sign and began undoing her cardigan and button-up, all the while avoiding eye contact. The lack of it annoyed Beelzebub slightly.

"C'mere," he whispers, tugging at her shoulder to pull her into his lap. He sits up right, beckoning her to crawl into his lap so he can kiss her better. When she sits, she flinches a bit at the growing tent poking her inner thigh. He takes the moment of surprise for granted and hugs her against his torso, effectively crushing her tiny body in his grasp. He takes her mouth greedily, the premise of eating food long forgotten by the taste of her lips on his tongue.

She squirms against him and the friction goes straight to his dick. He moans into her mouth as a hand wrapped around her waist tangles itself in her hair. "Slow down...!" Jinx complains. All the same, Beelzebub takes the opportunity to stick his tongue into her mouth and too afraid to disappoint, Jinx keeps open for him. Her little hands grip his biceps and she shakes, overwhelmed by how much of her he has already claimed.

When Beelzebub parts from her, her lips are swollen up a bit and her pupils are pink. He licks his lips. "Enjoying yourself?"

Jinx wipes her mouth with the back of her closed fist. "It's... okay!" is her response and Beelzebub laughs. He places one last kiss on her lips before he flops back on the bed.

"Get up. Let me take my pants off."

A simple request, and so Jinx crawls off him for a moment while he undoes his complicated belts. Once the diligent task was done Jinx made a move to climb back on top but was promptly pushed down against his mattress. He climbed atop her and leaned down, planting delicate kisses around her neck and shoulders. His hand supported his weight above her while the other snaked down her belly. She cringed at the sensitive flesh being rubbed over her womb, ticklish as she started to giggle under him.

Then his fingers reached her pussy.

Long, thick digits smoothed against the precious place and her legs wanted to lock up tight so badly. He was staring in her eyes now, smirking at her anxiousness. She's about to speak when his first digit- what she would assume was his middle finger- slides inside. Her hands fly to her mouth as she gives a surprised noise, eyes widening as she looks back at him. His grin widens and suddenly a second digit is in her.

It takes her a few seconds to remember where she is.

Then she tries again. "Your fingers... are huge..."

"And?" Beelzebub teased. Jinx wants to slap that grin off his face. She has half a mind too, but then his fingers start jackhammering inside her, and even her name escapes her for a moment as the sensation takes her. Her other hand shoots down to grab his arm but it's just out of her reach. She settles for digging her fingers into his shoulder instead. He growls and her grip only tightens.

"Auugh... No more fingers...! I need you inside already!"

Beelzebub just keeps going. He dips his head down and captures one of her breasts in his mouth, sucking and swirling his tongue about her nipple. He shifts his weight properly, then releases his grip on her pussy and pushes the tip of his cock against her. He lets go of her breast with a distinct pop! and she can practically hear the sarcasm in his voice.

"Ready...?" he whispers, knowing full well that she won't be. His fingers were a mercy. He demonstrates this by giving a sloppy thrust against her, and (un)fortunately it doesn't snag and slips up her clit. He lands heavily on her belly, his tip now neighbors with where her womb would be. Her breath hitches at this and when she's able to look down she sees the thing between her legs.

"Ah- ah- ah! That thing is..." she swallows thickly, sweat starting to form on her hairline. "H-huge... it's not going to fit...!?"

"We can make it fit." Beelzebub replies. He pulls back and lines himself up again. Now she decides to wiggle a bit, to no avail. When he pushes inside, he can feel her little body already trying to shove him out. It only excites him as he keeps going, slowly and painstakingly burying himself inside her. When his hips meet hers, his bush of pubes tickling her thighs, she finally lets out a pathetic little cry. Her thighs are quivering, but still wide open, if not to accommodate his wider frame against her.

She feels absolutely stretched, but to feel it is one thing and to voice it is another. Her brain informs her body that she is only capable of taking it, and not making a fuss about it, and so when she lets out a noise, it's quiet but hungry. He stills inside her, knowing he can be a bit much for your average demon, much less someone as small as her. When she clenches around him now, it's not to push out his invading member, but to massage and welcome it to stay. He drools a bit.

"H-holy... fuck...!" she weeps, straining herself to be silent. "Oh my goodness..."

Beelzebub flexes himself inside her. Her little belly jumps, and he can see where her body is giving way to him. "Take deep breaths..." he coos. He leans down and gives her soft kisses to her lips and neck. She just keeps clenching and slowly it drives him mad with want. Lucifer's gift to him was a tiny pink bundle of nerves to (barely) fit around his cock and he couldn't be happier. "C'mon baby, so fucking proud of you... it'll be alright, I promise... you can do it, good girl. Good girl..."

Jinx breathes harder. She sounds as if she's desperate already and Beel wonders what she'd sound like fresh off an orgasm. He's hungry. "It's too much...!' she sobs, wiggling on him. "I-it's just so big... you're in my stomach, Beel..."

He reaches down with his now free hand and pats her belly. He shudders in fascination as he can feel his fingers pressing against his cock through her stomach. "I know it's big, baby..." his voice is sweet and gentle, as if he's genuinely concerned for her well-being in this endeavor. Then his voice dips down an octave and Jinx swears she can hear a threat in his voice. "It will only get bigger if you keep clenching around me. So relax for me, alright? Unless you wanna split open on me tonight..."

Jinx covers her mouth, trying to still her body and will herself to relax. With the way her body is stretching out for him, trying to get accustomed to its new intruder, she finds herself distracted with the very details of his cock. The little bumps and lines of his veins, the way it twitches and practically begs to bruise her insides and make her scream. She keeps her legs still, afraid that any movement will send her body into shock and clench so tight around him that he falls into his primal desires. She takes deep breaths as he instructs. In... and out... in... and out...

She does this for a while with Beelzebub on top of her, grinning and likely holding back many forms of praise or ridicule for her little body being so unprepared. He could have scolded her for being impatient with him, and spun a tale about how he should be allowed to be impatient with her now, but he knows her and knows he will have to wait, else he would never hear the end of it.

"O-oh my gosh..." she whines. "Why the fuck are you so big... augh!"

"Because I want to fuck you." he replies simply. "Isn't it obvious? Your cute little body could fit so snugly around me if you'd just let me work you open first but no. Someone needed dick so badly that she needed to forgo the important part. Now look where you are..." he whispered with a chuckle. "Practically gagging on my cock, even though I should be nowhere near your throat. I'm in your fucking guts." he punctuates his words with a sudden and sharp thrust into her. She grips her mouth as a yelp leaves her. "Feel that?"

Jinx has never wanted to slap him so badly before.

She's so focused on keeping herself quiet though that all she can manage to do now is allow him to move. Even with her sometimes strange ability to go unseen and unheard, it is a challenge to be quiet when Beelzebub is in her. She strains and struggles so hard that she's distracted, and when Beelzebub sits up right and grips her hips, the shift of his cock moving around against her walls makes her cry out. Nothing too loud, but enough to make an impression in Beelzebub's mind. He rocks his hips into her, smiling contently as he watches her eyes roll back.

"You're going to have to give up..." he says. She isn't registering what he says. "At some point you're going to have to do more than try to be quiet. Admit that it feels good."

He stops thrusting for a moment and she's able to focus on her breathing. Her body is shaking uncontrollably beneath him and if he weren't mistaken by how soon after they started, he would have expected she was close to cumming. No one, after all, can out last, much less withstand him. But Jinx was special, and far more capable of taking something that must have felt punishing to another. So when Beelzebub leaned back over here, resting his arms at either side of her little frame, he gave into his desires and began thrusting hard. He was determined to make her lose her mind.

He thrusted fast, wanting to hear her break. Jinx let out a choked scream behind her covered lips. He grabbed one of her legs and hooked it over his arm to get a better angle inside her. Her feet arched and toes curled from the scorpion's strike against her walls with each thrust. Beelzebub settled into a fast rhythm, wanting to hear her defeat. To successfully make her scream meant he'd win. That he truly did lord himself over her most delicate parts. He watched her breasts bounce, enthralled by their size before his eyes snapped down to her belly again. He could see the tent in her stomach each time he thrusted inside. Under normal circumstances it would freak him out- special effects in horror movies and all that jazz.

To know it was his own cock struggling to find more room in her body to invade and thus having to reach upwards to find it, only turned him on more. He could feel her on his cock, and he knew she could feel him in her pussy, and the idea that he would fill her with something else she wouldn't be able to remove so easily only stirred him on to fuck her harder. The bed squeaked and ached against the floorboards, his brutal thrusts strong enough to play a song against the walls both in his bedroom and inside her. She sounded like a tired old staircase at the edge of its life, protesting at the slightest addition of weight. Her eyes were stuck behind her head and finally- finally- her hands fell from her face. Beelzebub seized the opportunity to capture her lips again, though he had he curl his body to meet her lips this time around.

"In... m-myy stomach..." Jinx slurred, kissing him back sloppily. Beelzebub wanted to choke her so bad.

"Just hold on tight..." Beelzebub whispered against her lips. "Take all of me, baby, you're doing so good..." Her hands shot up to his arms at a particularly rough thrust and her eyes widened. The pained gasp she let out was a warning, but Beelzebub didn't want to hear it. He licked her lips and then settled into that little grove inside her, grinding hard and making sure she would remember for the rest of her life. The next time- if ever- something else ever reaches that far inside her, she'll remember who was the first to do it.

If she was making a case for why he shouldn't cum inside her before, she wasn't allowed to now. Her plainly whorish moans spurred him on, echoing something about him being huge in her- and duh, he was. It would take no genius to discover that the demon over twice her size would give her a reason to cry if he got a hold of anything that belonged to her below the belt. She had to tempt him with her voluptuous little form, skipping around and singing her little songs in her little skirts, wearing bras and panties just a size too small for her, talking in that cute little voice that Beelzebub only wanted to hear after she's been choking on his cock for half an hour. The sweet smell of her flesh when he held her, forcing thoughts into his mind about smothering her in tongue lashings while bathing in the scent of her sex.

He's wasted so many nights thinking about wrapping her around him and keeping her there until she was delirious and weak from pleasure, and now he has her. Legs spread wide to welcome him despite her complaints of him being a touch too big, but handling her punishment better than he could have ever expected. A true little soldier girl, powering through the worst beating she could have experienced in the Devildom- a hungry Beelzebub between her legs.

He unhooked her leg and snaked his palm up her body. He was staring at her neck. He wanted to grab it so bad. If not to choke but to just hold. To feel her pulse in his grasp and now that she was alive, crying and soon cumming all over him. He was hypnotized by it, in fact. He wanted her to describe in beautiful detail all the little thoughts running through her head, but he was graced with a woman not quite as smart as Mammon, and so he would settle, happily, for the unintelligible jargon she called a language that was spilling from her lips.

His hand missed her neck and grabbed her face. He hunched down and pulled her up, and swiftly she got onto her elbows and met his eyes. She was panting like a dog in the summer heat, locked into him while he rutted against her with reckless abandon. She hadn't once touched her clit and he could tell why; with each thrust into her, it only put pressure on that little fleshy button and worked her up. She could see it in her eyes; she was going to cum soon.

He figured he better not keep her waiting then.

He grabbed her waist and fucked her harder, and now her yelps were turning into sloppy moans. She looked disoriented and dizzy, she looked like she'd been dragged through a sauna unprotected, but through it all she was smiling now. A stupid look on her face, blissfully unaware of just how much Beelzebub would be pouring inside her.

He grit his teeth, "That's a good girl..." Beelzebub sighs, praying she doesn't make a big fuss. When he cums, he growls into her ear, and a full body shudder and a choked cry signals to him that she cums as well. Her voice jumps up a few pitches and her walls flutter around him. Her eyes are half-lidded and that stupid smile remains, all while he shoots rope after rope of cum into her open and willing body. If he's fucked the braincells out of her, the only sign of that being the case is her lack of complaint about the sensation of his seed now sloshing around inside her every time she squirms.

He pulls out slowly and her body starts to flatten against the bed finally. He takes a good look at the condition of her body between her legs. A sticky wet mess of cum and other fluids drip from her twitching and gaping hole. It clenches, looking for something to cling on to but only finds empty space. Beelzebub drools at the sight. He's half tempted to take a photo; a momento for the time he bred his human full. His phone is lost now though, having slid off the bed at some point during his mindless thrusting.

The satisfaction leaves a warm glow in his body, a distant white noise filling his head as his limbs stiffen and loosen, now missing the tight walls of her pussy as well. He leans forward and puts some of his weight on Jinx again. "You took me so well, good girl..." he says, and her response is a quivering sigh. Her legs are still shaking and her toes are curled, that stupid smile melting off her face as exhaustion takes her. Somewhere in the back of his mind, Beelzebub feels a bell painfully striking in his ear. He leans up off her and makes an annoyed face.

"I'm hungry."

[tuziehr]

me whenever i see a doomed/tragic/angsty sibling dynamic

[im-not-samantha-im-samanta]

Jinx and Isha x Isha's identical twin reader [fluff]

"Team for life"

@ayedomino0 here you go, love

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Trigger Warning: I don't think there's any, just pure fluff which is unusual for me, but we all need it after act 2. Also I'm not used to writing for three characters at once, so this probably isn't any sort of masterpiece. I also think I may have subconsciously written reader as female, so sorry male and enby readers. This is also pretty fast paced. Also, I don't know what it's like to have a twin, but I hope I didn't write Isha and Reader as the typical twin stereotype shown in movies.

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"Alright, alright, Y/N, guess what time it is!" Jinx's voice rang through the room, making your heart pause.

No, hold on, it couldn't be that time already - you were so sure there were still countless minutes, hours separating you from this exact moment!

But as your wide eyed gaze darted towards the clock on the wall the reality was clear as day - it really was that time already.

"That's right, pipsqueak - medicine time!" Jinx called loud as she came into view, wearing a wide, rascally grin.

Her stance was dramatic and attention grabbing, a bottle of cough drops in one hand, a spoon in the other.

Then, as she went to get the substance onto the spoon, Jinx chirped up again: "Now!" but she ended up cutting herself off right away.

Her pink tinted eyes intensely focused on the drops dripping onto the spoon, carefully watching and counting the amount of drops you would be receiving.

When the right portion was on the spoon, Jinx visibly relaxed and her scatterbrained grin softened up.

"Now," she repeated before dramatically holding up the spoon as if it were some sort of trophy, "say hello to the cough drops express!".

Jinx's gaze then moved towards you, ready to treat your sore throat: "I know how much you hate these, so let's get it over with".

But the moment her eyes laid on you, Jinx halted in her movements and the playful grin fell off her face.

Jinx was so sure she was seeing double because instead of having two individually dressed twins, she suddenly had two identically dressed twins.

Both of them looking at her with the exact same puppy-eyed expression on their faces.

"As sly as a fox, eh?" Jinx commented and broke into a grin as she shook her head in disbelief at the situation.

Then she put her hand holding the cough drop bottle on her hip, smirking.

"okay, which one of you came up with this?" She asked and, still holding the spoon with your medicine, she motioned to you and Isha.

Neither of you spoke of course, nor did you give any sort of other reaction, both you and Isha just looked at Jinx with your two sets of golden, big eyes.

Jinx wasn't bothered by the lack of reaction though, nor was she really bothered by the situation - of anything, she honestly found it hilarious.

"Hmm," she hummed, pressing her manicured finger to her lips while still handling the cough drops bottle, pretending to be deep in thought.

"I bet it was..." Jinx paused, letting the tension build up as her pink eyes found yours and locked with them.

"Y/N," she grinned, the eye contact with you intense and making your heart stop for the second time today.

The way Jinx was looking at you sent shivers down your spine, and panic immediately settled in your chest.

You wondered whether or not could Jinx tell you apart despite all the effort you put into looking identical with Isha.

Your stance grew more uneasy and tense right away, not helping your cause at all - however, Isha jumped in for the rescue without a moment of hesitation.

In an blink of an eye, she quickly copied and matched your tense body language and anxious facial expressions.

The mirroring on Isha's part was flawless, although it was slightly harder for her to act this way and seem genuine - after all, between you and her, it was you that was the more naturally timid twin.

However, Isha was still quite naturally skilled in this sort of thing - plus this wasn't the first time you and Isha were pulling this sort of stunt on people.

So, executing the act on this part wasn't all too impossible for you and Isha - or more like Isha since she was doing most of the work in this particular situation.

But still, with the way Jinx was looking at you, you had a feeling she knew exactly, perfectly well, who was who.

And yet, whether or not was that nagging feeling correct was left as an unsolved mystery because Jinx either genuinely didn't know, or she's decided to humour you and the little stunt you were trying to pull.

"Hmm," Jinx hummed as she straightened up, her intense gaze leaving yours and fixing on Isha instead, looking her over as if trying to do her best to figure out which twin she was.

Unlike you, Isha's stance didn't falter in response to being studied like a small bug under a microscope - she was still perfectly mirroring how you were handling the situation.

Although you were aware that Isha still had this obvious bark to her, making her act of unease less authentic than yours.

But you couldn't really blame her because this kind of behaviour simply wasn't true to her personality.

You just nervously hoped that this simple fact was this much obvious to just you and your sister, and not Jinx.

"Well, I have to give it to ya," Jinx commented after giving you and Isha one last once over, "you two really are sneaky,".

In response, you and Isha exchanged a look, both of you smiling in your own unique way, pride swelling in your chests at your schemes being acknowledged and even appraised.

In that moment, you and Isha felt like you have successfully outsmarted Jinx and won this little game that you have found yourselves playing with the older girl.

Jinx smirked then, looking at the two of you with amusement, and also some hint of pride at how much work you two put into making your silly plan come to life.

Really, the two of you truly did everything possible to look like flawless copies of one another, it was hard to tell you two were two different beings - Jinx was quite impressed.

Though Jinx had a certain advantage over the two of you, an advantage she's not told you about because she simply didn't have the heart to - or maybe she just liked having an advantage.

After all, the two of you could be quite the handful at times - so, any sort of advantage over you was valuable and useful.

Anyways, that advantage was that Jinx was detail oriented, and over the time she's spent with you and Isha, she's noticed things that helped her tell you apart.

For example - and it wasn't too noticable, but your smiles tended to be soft and timid, while Isha's smiles were bolder and more pronounced, with her front teeth usually slightly peeking out from under her lip.

Jinx loved the both of your individual smiles - she adored all that made them differ, but also all that made them similar if not the same at first glance.

Jinx's smirk then softened into something warmer, something fonder, as she added: "and... you two really do stick together, like true sisters...".

Her voice was softer than usual, and so was the look on her face - the way she looked at you two was almost wistful, like she wished she and Vi could have what you two shared so seemingly effortlessly.

However, just as quick as that gentle expression of Jinx's came, it was gone just as quick, replaced by that playful, mischievous look Jinx was so known for.

"Alright, I have an idea for a game," Jinx gave a wicked grin and right at that moment, you and Isha became alert once more, losing the smiles on your faces.

You were somewhat more tense than Isha, of course, since, you were the one supposed to take those disgusting cough drops, not Isha - she was just playing along with your plan.

"it's called: Let's wait to see which one of you starts coughing and reveals which one of you is Y/N. Sounds fun, no?" Jinx tilted her head, her braids swinging some.

At that, you gave one horrified look to Isha, which Jinx didn't miss, but also didn't comment on - she felt like prolonging the small game that you had going on.

She was having lots of fun with this, and she wanted to know how far the two of you would be willing to take this - or more like, how far would be Isha willing to play along to help you get out of having to take your medicine.

Then, as if on cue, you felt that irritating, scratchy sensation building up in your throat, and your brows furrowed as you tried to hold back the incoming coughing fit.

And, sending Isha one last desperate, pleading look, you suddenly broke into a fit of harsh, pained coughs.

Much to your joy, Isha got you covered - once again, she didn't hesitate and matched your actions, beginning to fake as equally bad coughing fit.

And Jinx? She just watched your two's antics with amusement - you two really were something for sure.

But, Jinx also secretly felt envious because Isha really had your back no matter what the situation was.

And Jinx's thoughts momentarily drifted back to Violet, quietly wondering if it really was that hard to stick up for a sister that you hold dear.

But Jinx pushed those thoughts aside, forcing herself to focus on the present and what she currently had - not the past and what she didn't and couldn't have.

"Well damn," Jinx grinned playfully when your and Isha's coughing came to a halt so that both of you could catch your breath, "whatever can I do with you two?".

"Seems like you two won this round, I can't give Y/N her medicine without the risk of giving it to Isha," Jinx announced casually, her hand that was holding the cough drops bottle returning to rest on her hip.

And exhaling dramatically, she, just to egg you on a little more, added in: "guess I'll have to throw in the towel after all."

At that proclamation, your teary eyed gaze - the result of your bad coughing fit - lit up, filling up with hope and sheer excitement.

You couldn't believe it - Jinx was actually giving up and you wouldn't have to take that gross liquid!

A joyous grin appeared on your face, and you and Isha shared a victorious fist bump - however, your excitement and victory were all short lived.

Because Jinx's next words were: "That... Or, I could give the cough drops to the both of you, just to make sure I got the right twin,".

Both your and Isha's faces fell then, and finally, Isha didn't have to pretend to be horrified anymore because she genuinely became uneasy at the suggestion.

Isha herself knew how disgusting was the taste of those cough drops, and she would much rather eat some of those questionable foods the weird vendors in Zaun sold than take that medicine.

"Yeah, that's not such a bad idea," Jinx nodded to herself, appraising her own train of thought with a wide, satisfied grin.

"I mean, think about it - for Y/N it's to treat her sore throat, and for Isha it'd be precautionary, a just-in-case!" she thought out loud, swinging the spoon with cough drops around.

And, facing the two of you once more, Jinx smirked and held out the spoon as she asked: "What do ya think, Isha? Want some of these yummy cough drops?".

In response to that, all the loyalty Isha held for you was gone, and she frantically shook her head in disagreement with a light, panicked squeal, pointing at you and ratting you out.

Yep, she threw you under the bus, making you feel utter betrayal which you - metaphorically - voiced by gasping and glaring daggers into your sister.

But Isha only sent you an apologetic smile and made a circling motion with her fist over her heart to tell you a casual sorry.

She didn't look too sorry though because her face showed clear signs of relief upon being spared from having to consume those dreaded cough drops.

At Isha's half-hearted apology, you reacted by sending her another glare, one that didn't need any words to get across just what you were thinking: traitor.

Meanwhile Jinx, who was watching the whole exchange chuckled and kneeled down to you, her expression amused yet gentle as she cooed: "Don't get all too mad at her, kid,".

"you would've ended up taking the drops in any case, I knew who was who all along." she smiled gently, making you pause and look at her with wide, surprised eyes.

"Yeah, I knew the whole time which one was Isha, and which one was you," Jinx confirmed what you were silently thinking in your head "I was just playing you.".

To that delivered claim, you crossed your arms and frowned, acting all upset and offended that Jinx would make such a fool of you like that.

But Jinx only gave a hearty laugh: "Hey, it was you who was trying to play me first - you started it! Serves you right, you little sneaky rat!".

"So, don't get all mad now that your little stunt came back to bite you in the ass," she sassed you in a light-hearted tone, smiling fondly at you and making you fume more.

But sensing your attitude, Jinx eased up on her mean spirited yet no harm meaning taunts: "But, tell you what, you take your cough drops now, and...".

She trailed off, seeming to be thinking of what to offer you so that you'd be willing to call truce between the two of you.

"and I'll let you eat cookies before dinner, deal?" Jinx offered, making your frown immediately disappear and get replaced by a content smile and an eager nod.

And Jinx grinned proudly in response: "Alright, ma'am, seems like we have a deal," and holding the spoon to your lips, she added: "hurry up then, or the cookies might grow legs and run off.".

You giggled at those words, and finally more willing to take your medicine, you opened up your mouth for Jinx to give you those cough drops.

But before Jinx could even think of pressing the spoon against your lips, Isha stomped against the ground to bring your and Jinx's attention to herself.

When both of you directed your gazes towards Isha, she was standing there with crossed arms and an expectant look.

"Seems like someone wants cookies before dinner too," Jinx noted, her expression showing she was clearly entertained by Isha's bold attitude and cheeky antics.

With a grin, Jinx slowly looked up, rolling her eyes to pretend to think as she mused: "But I dunno... do you even deserve cookies after ratting out your sis?".

Then her gaze drifted towards you once more, and Jinx questioned: What do you think, Y/N, should Isha get some cookies after backstabbing you?".

You then looked at Isha, and the girl gave you the biggest puppy dog eyed expression she could muster up, her hands clasped together in a begging manner.

To that, you pursed your lips and pressed a finger against them, pretending to be considering whether or not you thought your sister should get a sweet treat after what she's done.

But, of course, you could never stay mad at her for too long, and you caved in, looking at her with a smile before turning to Jinx and nodding in agreement to her question.

And Jinx smiled softly at you, feeling some sort of warmth in her chest that you were willing to forgive your sister and allow her to share simple joys with you.

"Well, alright then!" Jinx called right after, her energy amped up again, "seems like the council has decided to take pity on you and grant you mercy, Isha!".

Jinx sent a grin Isha's way, making the girl perk up and smile eagerly at the prospect of being allowed to join you and have a cookie or two before dinner.

You joined in with a soft smile of your own, making eye contact with your sister and wordlessly letting her know that you two were still a team for life.

[deathnguts]

The black brothers variants

[thefallenangel2008]

Ok, ok, I came up with a stupid Gravity Falls x Arcane crossover idea. So imagine after Jinx dies she goes to Theraprism. Imagine, one second you're blown to pieces and the next you're in a mental hospital somewhere in space with a bunch of weird creatures. And yk, after a couple of hundred years she's actually progressing (unlike a certain triangle) and the Axolotl thinks that Jinx also needs to see and experience what an ACTUAL healthy family looks like. And who better than the Pines family itself? They have experienced much weirder things anyway. So they sent Jinx to Gravity Falls and she works at the Mystery Shack, maybe stacking up selves and replacing Wendy behind the counter when she goes on a break. It'd be funnier if they sent her over ALONG with Bill, but for him it'd be more like as a last resort.

[reiningsoral]

sometimes having a favorite character is analyzing every word they say and thing they do, thinkning about theories 24/7 and sometimes its just sitting on your bedroom floor trying not to cry while rotating them in your head

[iloveacronix]

Hes so silly i hope nothing bad happens to him 😋

[femboyhorror]

with us all being in the midst of arcane's season 2 i figured now would be a good time to show off my work-in-progress gravity falls arcane au. ↀᴥↀ

here we have some unfinished design ideas i have for dipper and mabel who take the roles of vi and powder/jinx respectively. plus ford in the role of silco (silcord? fordco?) and i haven't drawn him yet but stan would naturally take the role of vander. maybe sometime i might finish the designs but for now u all get these wips! ��(੭ˊ꒳​ˋ)੭✧

[iamnotawomanimagod]

Ashnikko finally making it onto the Arcane soundtrack is so perfect because she's been SO Jinx coded from the beginning of her career

[beelspillowpet]

You talk about how Beel was horrible to Jinx at some point. Maybe a small drabble or just short fic about it? I wanna see Beel be awful and see Jinx in pain because I love them

AM I SORRY IT TOOK SO GOD DAMNED LONG. But here it is :)

Under the cut is the entire mini fic. Trigger Warning for:

Self Harm references | Eating disorders | emotional/mental/physical abuse | something tot he effect of sexual abuse but not really? | shes generally not comfortable with his touch here and hes fully aware of it | beel just kinda sucks here but we still love Book 1 Beel :)

He keeps track of her eating schedules throughout the week. From Sunday to Saturday he catalogs every morsel that passes her teeth in particular details. He makes note of how many times he’s caught her purging and binging. He hangs his results on the door in his bedroom, and by the way he always looks, it’s never good.

A permanent frown curses Beelzebub’s face whenever the topic shifts to eating between the two. He can’t help it himself, the constant need to eat is something his entire life is built around. How he manages to work out between meals is anyone’s guess, but if anyone had a good idea of it, Jinx would be that person.

At 6AM sharp every morning he comes to her room and knocks loudly. Then he opens the door and flicks her lights on, demanding she get to her feet and prepare for their jog. He waits by the door, arms crossed, his eyebrows knitted down in annoyance as she shuffles about the room getting her things in order. Beelzebub likes it better this way. She doesn’t complain or protest nearly as much when she doesn’t have the energy for it.

They finish their morning jog in about 30 minutes or less, if she can handle that far. He’s been lucky enough to jog so early in the morning. He could remember the first few times they jogged together. Jinx was so exhausted and low on energy that she managed to pass out. It took Beelzebub five minutes to realize she was no longer there and back tracked to find her disoriented on the ground. Her punishment was to eat a full breakfast that morning.

On a regular day like this, she would blend fruits and yogurt together and drink that, saying it was “sort of like eating”. It only managed to impress Beelzebub for as long as he was able to drink it with her. She would spend longer in the kitchen cooking breakfast- usually a task left to Lucifer but she promised to help out in the house some ways. He’d allow it once he saw the beautiful spread of dishes across their table most mornings. Jinx always seemed happy to serve breakfast. The past was no different, though Beelzebub and Mammon often questioned why she never shared a plate at the table.

“Oh! I ate all while cooking- just to taste test everything. I’ve had my share.”

Unfortunately for everyone else, it was enough. For Beelzebub, it never was.

After breakfast one of the brothers would offer to clean the dishes for her- but she would always insist on it herself. Lucifer decided to put it to a day when each of them would help– and Beelzebub loved Fridays. He’d stand next to her, a little system in order where he would scrub the dishes clean before passing them to her. She would rinse and dry them before setting them on a rack. Occasionally they would switch sides and he would see just how long it would take for her to complain of soreness from so much scrubbing.

”You should eat and work out more. It would give you more energy.” He would say.

Trips to the gym were not so rare that she couldn’t predict them, but were rare enough that she was never prepared for them. It would never help that he would force her into the gym by convincing her they were doing light things for that day. Light for him however. For someone who barely weighed a 100lbs, the tiresome workouts would leave her so fatigued it had other demons turning their heads. Jinx would always return home and hit the showers with Beelzebub. From there she would lay in the tub and he would scrub and massage every inch of her. No matter how much she squirmed under him, he caught a sense of sick pleasure watching the unease crawl up her throat, knowing she wouldn’t speak out of turn for appearing “weak” before him. A demon can smell fear enough as is.

Beelzebub kept track of her eating habits since they’ve fallen into new routines. While not nearly as much as he’d hope, there were some vestiges of hope for her yet. He was sure that her binging was contributing to it all, but the lack of purging was becoming more apparent. He would have been coming to her door for the late afternoon snack but was disappointed to find her not in her room resting or using some silly form of time-wasting. As he wandered the halls of his home, lips permanently pulled downwards, he found a bundle of pink hair passing into the living room. When he peaked in he found a handful of his brothers sitting around the couch and coffee table, all facing the TV.

There was Leviathan, sitting on the end of the couch with his knees to his chest, full attention on the handheld in his palms. Jin, her twin brother, was playing a game of poker with Mammon, betting a few grimm at a time. Lucifer was setting up the table with snacks, and then turned to Jinx to ask her a few questions. He poked his head out from behind her hips and his gaze landed upon his youngest brother. ”He always comes to the smell of food. Nevermind then.” he sighs.

Jinx turns and looks at Beelzebub and immediately sweat forms on her forehead. It’s as if all the energy in her was drained by the sight of him. Her eyes were sunken and her stance slouched a bit. A movie night, he figured. He glanced at the TV seeing an older classic action movie paused at its title card. Ah, they were about to start too.

”I’ll be right back, actually. I left my phone in the kitchen when I was making the popcorn.” And with that, Jinx hurriedly moved past Beelzebub’s frame. He hadn’t bothered to move out of her way, eyes fixed on the small of her torso with a panging irritation. Just why in the hell did she refuse to eat?

”Oi Beel! Don’t you even think of eating all the snacks this time! We made you your own portion so don’t go takin’ mine!” Mammon called back.

Beelzebub smiled warmly at his older brother before remarking that he’d only take it if he didn’t want anymore. Speaking particularly slowly so that Jin could steal a glance at his hand and nearly chuckled at the revelation.

Jin puffed out his chest, proud and reassured in his victory. ”I say you can have my entire bag, dude. Why not? I’ll have enough grimm to buy more for myself at this game anyway!” With that, the two returned to their game. Lucifer looked back to Leviathan as he plopped himself on to the couch. He had a raised eyebrow, eyeing him and his handheld for a moment before prattling on about not playing that all through the movie. Mindless chatter while waiting for their last guest to arrive for their seating, Beelzebub stood in the doorway and waited.

And he waited. And he waited a bit more. Then he slipped out into the hallway. From the moment he laid eyes on Jinx proper in the living room he felt a storm brewing under his skin. This day he would make her eat her share, and hopefully that emptiness in her stomach would finally be full, so he could finally have peace of mind.

As he stalked down the hallway with his hands jammed into his pocket, he came across Jinx staggering towards the kitchen. He waited a bit behind, opting to be silent while he watched. Her tiny figure used the support of the wall and sheer willpower to trek on, but it was clear to Beelzebub what was going to happen. The irritation embedded in him was flaring up and all he could do was watch as she stumbled, knocked into a drawer before collapsing to the ground. The valuable vase sitting atop the drawer rumbled before crashing as well, some of the ceramic scratching against her dark skin.

Beelzebub watched, indifferent.

He moved around her tired little body and stared. She must have been binging in front of him, and when he was off to sleep, purging her contents in the bathroom, far from his room. He knelt down and forcibly turned her on to her front , shaking her to consciousness. Dazed with little to say, she was making sense of her surroundings. Beelzebub thought it was a show.

”Get up already. We’re all waiting for you to come watch the movie.”

”Movie…?” She muttered. ”Oh, right… Sorry.” It’s annoying. You always do this. You should eat. All these words bounced around in Beelzebub’s head, but none of them fit his anger at that moment. He gripped her by her shirt and hoisted her to her feet. Then he shoved her, unconcerned when she stumbled again and fell on her back. When she did not get up, he walked around and stared down at her, unimpressed. Then he walked down to the kitchen, unbothered by her little “stunt”. As he was returning he heard footsteps. Then shouting.

Unphased he continued until he found Jin kneeling beside his sister, lifting her head. Mammon and Lucifer were not far behind, the latter preparing his phone to make a quick call. All Beelzebub did was stand back and wait.

A day had passed since then, and although he expected to get chewed out by Lucifer over this, he was more surprised to see that they were focusing all their effort on getting Jinx back to the human realm. Something about a mental institution. The details were hazy as he downed bag after bag of snacks during the family meeting. He didn’t care one way or another if she went or not. If she went, she would go to learn to eat. If she stayed, he would force her to do it. So when in favor of her going home, he lifted his hand before returning to his snacks.

The aloof attitude struck Lucifer suspicious but he held his tongue.

In the days following the final decision Beelzebub made his way to Jinx’s bedroom. When he opened the door most of the items decorating the space were still laying back, but her closet had been emptied and a few items were stuffed in her suitcase. She was sitting on the small sofa faced away from the door. He heard the sound of scissors open and close before silently shutting the door behind him. Another one of her stupid art projects, he assumed.

He stood blank faced as she walked through the portal, the tiny sorcerer and tall pinkette brother in tow. He waved his goodbyes instead of speaking, and just after Jinx disappeared back to the human realm, he left for the kitchen. If she’d ever return or not was squarely up to her now. Beelzebub never felt so free.

[cnka]

sketchbook dump (how do you take good photos???dear god)

[arcaneafterhours]

thinking so hard about ashlyn having an older sister in an arcane au.

guys i might just have to go crazy here. guys. I could so easily turn this into a huge thing. guys.

[ohboi]

since my brain is in multifandom mode right now...

Savage Opress 🤝🏽 Sevika

losing their left arms due to their undying loyalty

[dragonshoard]

For BB!Au, I was wondering if I should keep Jinx's signature bang but then I thought of the funnier concept where one of her people REFUSED to have her braids be anything but immaculate and its been accepted ever since. No loose hair here, no-siree

[bubblesandducky]

Nice mental state you got there… would be a shame if something happened to it…

[jackie-gremlin-ghost]

Just a little edit I made a while back after rewatching “The Jig is Up”.