#jinx you are so loved

[agreentealeaf]

i saw people on tiktok talking about how AU ekko and powder are taller and look healthier because they were properly fed and just have healthier lifestyles and i fear this broke me

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The first two images are of Jinx/Powder and Ekko from the alternate timeline in Arcane. Jinx has pale, pinkish skin with a warm glow and a round face. She looks forward with bright, shiny eyes.

Alternate Ekko looks similarly young and healthy with glowing skin.

The second two images are of Jinx and Ekko from the normal timeline. Jinx holds a gun to her head as she appears to be about to say something. Her skin is sickly pale, almost translucent. Her eyes are darker and sunken in, and her cheekbones are prominent.

Normal timeline Ekko does not have the same stark differences, but his skin is slightly duller, and his cheekbones are somewhat more pronounced. The difference is made more stark by the fact that he appears downcast.

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[frenchublog]

[bookish-cravings]

Ekko is literally the BIGGEST advocate for the undercity and the one that’s actually been helping people and the fact that he’s never brought into conversations about undercity activism and the fact that I’ve seen more people giving Jinx, Vi, Silco, and even CAITLYN credit for trying to help and better their lives is so??

I guarantee if Ekko was a white boy you guys wouldn’t ignore or forget about him as much

Edit: Hey guys!! Contrary to popular belief, this post was not, in fact, an open invitation to try and argue this point with me, and it ALSO wasn't an open invitation to start calling me a bitch or ableist slurs, instead of trying to convince POC that fandoms don't actually criticize/ignore/sideline POC characters at a higher rate, please spend that energy on scrolling <3

[kitsalami]

in another timeline

[hinamie]

"I'll show you every day that choosing to live was worth it"

some of my favourite scenes from @hijinks-n-lowjinks' fic things i would miss from the other side . this fic tore my heart out fr but like in a good way and i wanted to pay it homage the only way i know how <3

[mentally-ill-for-bes]

So funny Viktor chooses to present himself to Jayce as a white-golden robot (considering it is shown he could possess one of his followers) despite his representative colors being purple and blue (during s2 arc 1 and arc 2 and as the Herald Machine). But for the very specific purpose of convincing Jayce to join him, he's represented in the colors associated with Mel. Literally CATWALKING into the room, which is an action associated with Mel too

[starburnedandunkissed]

i can’t believe arcane ended here guys 😍😍 i love this show 😍😍😍😍

[lady-griffin]

I genuinely want a scene of someone offering Jinx tea and before she can even take a sip, Ekko takes it away from her, because there’s no way she would like it. And obviously Ekko has an obligation to save his girlfriend from the icky hot leaf water, but also, she would straight up try to murder someone for that nonsense, which he feels is equally important to try and prevent.

I really can’t express to you how badly I need this scene, or really just any scene of Ekko and Jinx + Tea.

Would her reaction be as cute and pouty as his was? Do they bond over the nonsense that is Topside’s tastes?

I have such a vital need for this... or let's be real, any scene of them together.

[krstsole]

Just wanna say that I think Ekko and Mel slander makes sense when you understand that 85% of the Arcane fandom views both of them as characters less worthy of fandom attention.

In their eyes, they are afterthoughts to more interesting relationships, so when someone in the 15% dares to give them anything outside of dutiful lamentations ("Mel and Ekko deserved better!"), they can't help but feel those analysis would be better suited for a character they *actually* like and so they lash out.

Fans of both characters have to constantly argue that these characters have loved and have been loved. They want Mel "independent" because she doesn't "need love" and they want Ekko focused on The Tree and the unnamed Firelights because they want it to be easier to carve both of them out of the interpersonal narratives that attaches fandoms to characters in the first place.

They want Mel and Ekko to "save the day" because they don't want their roles in the story to interfere with other characters that they like. Better for them to beat the Bad Guys™ than to be given more material that would validate their personal connections with other characters in ways that the fandom would prefer to ignore.

And the fact that Ekko and Mel are completely different characters who have never once interacted with each other and yet somehow both of them are being treated the same way with how the fandom constantly diminishes their relationships with the rest of the main cast leads me to believe that it does have something to do with the One Trait they do share.

[cainternn]

JINX!! ❌

[l-herz]

Vi: The View Between Villages

[novacqnes]

✩ nights like this // sevika

⋆ summary: no coherent thoughts…just stressed councilmember!sevika coming home to you after a rough day.

⋆ warnings: a shit ton of sappiness & fluff, reader loving on sevika

⋆ pairing: sevika x fem reader

⋆ word count: 1.3k

embers of scarlet and coral smacked against the screen of the fireplace, silently stirring sevika from a trance. her head pounded against her skull, locking the rest of her body into place. now this sofa, cheaply made of leather and nylon, was her only comfort. fragments of light reflected off the glass windows, briefly illuminating the door right across from her. in its midst she could single out a you-shaped figure leaning against the doorway. small crescents adorned your eyes as you rubbed away the fatigue in them.

“come to bed,” you whispered, trudging towards her. you hit the sofa with a soft thud, pressing a light kiss to sevika’s soft lips.

she let out a low groan, snaking an arm around your waist, “not yet, go on without me.”

you nibbled on your lower lip, tilting your head to the side as you inspected sevika’s face. her features were tense, eyebrows drawn together with sharp, pensive lines decorating the space between them. her legs were fixed into the ground, boots still on, which was completely uncharacteristic of sevika. for a brief moment, her hazy grey eyes struck yours, they were gentle and radiant. it always amazed you just how hypnotic they could be. they revealed everything about this woman, but this time they weren’t brimming with intense sexual desire but a fervent need for comfort. 

“that bad?”

she shrugged, “something like that.” you waited for her to say more, but nothing else came. rather, you were greeted by an uncomfortable silence and the impossible task of trying to read her mind. her eyes flickered between the fire and your eyes, calling, screaming, pleading out to you so that there was no need for words. sevika’s body was rigid against yours; she looked as if she’d crawl from her own skin and right into the sofa. she detested this feeling. you couldn’t know. you couldn’t see. she needed to protect you. that’s what she told herself as images of the council and their disapproving glares riddled her mind. deeper and deeper, she became trapped within her own mind, leaving you with no option but to intervene. 

she felt your hands on her thighs first, slowly traveling down to her calves before reaching her boots. 

“let’s take these off,” you cooed. 

you started at the dark laces, pulling each one through the silver loops that decorated the sides. once this was done, you tugged them off sevika’s legs, exposing her fluffy rainbow socks. your lips perked up into a smile as your girlfriend quickly looked away, fighting to keep a straight face. it was progress, although you could see that she wasn’t fully comfortable, so you kept at it moving behind her.

you reached for her cloak, peering down at her for approval. “this okay?”

“mhmm….” sevika nodded, sinking further into the couch. she closed her eyes, humming lowly as the hairs on the back of her neck suddenly began to rise. sevika’s skin burned with each slight touch of your hands against her body. warm and hot with determination, you ran them across her smooth skin, moving to undress her in one quick beat. with the cloak tossed to the side, you peeled off her vest, shirt, and bra, leaving her exposed before you. you ran your palms over her sculpted chest, feeling the muscles tense underneath you.

“you’re with me, relax baby.”

she sighed, “i’m trying….i just hate bringing this shit home to you.”

you brought your hands to her face, rubbing your thumb along the scarred skin of her cheek. her eyes were reluctant at first, but you continued with a soft tone emanating from your voice, “look at me sevika, i’m okay. just let me take care of you.”

you moved the dark strands of hair from her face, eager to meet her eye. they were gorgeous. half-lidded and heavy, they were trained on your face, unwavering in spite of the fatigue that pulled on them. it was like a silent battle, a fight that you only saw slight glimpses of before, but sevika’s mask was cracking. in piltover she was utterly alone, and the mere thought of her shouldering that burden chewed at your soul. thus you moved your hands to sevika’s shoulders, desperate to be the support that she needed. once more you looked at her face for a response. silently she nodded, pressing a quick kiss to your jaw before leaning back. 

time slipped by as you undressed her, softly massaging her skin, freeing her from the strain that tore through her body. slowly her features grew more relaxed, shooting you small grins every once in a while as you worked. from the corner of your eyes, a bright halo and its golden rays peeked into your home through the window. half of the living room was illuminated with a faint yellow glow, making visible the antique table in the center of the room and the rest of sevika’s body.

“how’s this?” you hummed, massaging out the kinks in her neck.

she slurred, “perfect…i swear if i have to hear the word contingency agai—“ 

“you’re doing the best you can.”

sevika shook her head as you removed your hands from her shoulders. “it’s not enough. y/n you should see the look on some of their faces; it’s like they don’t even see me.” hurt, frustration, and anger, it spilled from her in one stifled breath. you moved swiftly to her side, cupping her hand in yours. the two of you sat in silence, caught in the sun’s warmth. 

“sev,” you began, “you’re one person, you can’t put that on yourself.”

“i have too,” she whispered, her voice small. sevika’s eyes stung, they begged her to close them and stumble into your bed, but her mind argued the opposite. doubt crept to the forefront of her brain, pervading her perceptions of herself. was she strong enough to do this? could she be enough for you? in the midst of the murky clouds there was no definite answer, and that tormented sevika beyond belief. she’d stayed up for hours, the allure of sleep looming over her as she clawed for an answer, desperately seeking it in the form of solitude.

“i’ll go with you to piltover.” 

her eyes widened, a sheepish grin taking hold of her face as sevika brought a hand to her mouth, “oh, you wouldn’t last a second.”

“what?” you sputtered, playfully smacking her hand away. “i’ll go everyday if i have too…i hate sleeping by myself.” 

she let out a low chuckle, snapping her neck towards the sunrise, taking in the bright, soft pink and yellow hues that fully lit up the room. sevika looked back towards you, her heart beaming with an intense longing and love for the person before her. she adored the way the colors merged with your skin, basking you in a warm glow of sunlight. it captured your beauty like no other, making your girlfriend fall even deeper for you. bare and exhausted, sevika yearned to pull you close. she wanted to feel your skin hot against hers as you floated into a deep slumber, fleeing the world and its worries for just a moment. this was her answer. 

“i love you so fucking much.”

“do you?” you teased, leaning in to place delicate kisses to the underside of her chin.

she nodded, “yeah baby, i do.”

you moved to her ear, allowing your breath to lightly tickle the sensitive skin, “then you know that you don’t owe anyone anything. not those council members. not even us zaunites. you can walk away, and i will love you all the same. i just want you happy.”

“this makes me happy,” sevika smiled, rising from the couch before quickly scooping you up in her arms. 

“good, let’s go to bed.”

[notgoldendaylight]

jinx you better not be dead i cant cope

The fact that Ekko went back in time god knows how many times again and again to get jinx to not kill herself only to end up losing her again makes me INSANE

[ideologyofone]

[angelofdumpsterfires]

im not normal about them

[vi-tamine]

Jinx x reader except she calls you more and more ludicrous pet names?

It's funny because Jinx really has a lot of imagination with pet names. I mean, she would start with what she normally hears like love, sweetheart, honey, etc. But as your relationship progresses, she really brings out the creativity to call you many things. 

“Gunpowder Sugar, could you pass me the notebook where I have my notes?” your girlfriend asked you. You were helping her with some of her new inventions, and more than helping her, you were keeping her company. 

“Gunpowder sugar?” you let out a laugh as you handed her the notebook. Jinx shrugged with a smile, returning her focus to her inventions. 

-

You were in bed, ready for sleep after a long day. You were waiting for your girlfriend while you finished putting on your pajamas.

“Gun of hearts, do you know where my pajama pants are? I can't find them” you heard from the bathroom. 

Gun of hearts? you thought to yourself, unable to help but let out a low chuckle. 

“They're right here, honey,” you told her as you found them under a pile of clothes. Jinx came back into the room with you, throwing herself on top of you to give you a hug.

“Thank you~ Sugar explosion~ I love you.” 

She was really creative. You really loved those silly pet names.