#mechanical man 8

[kcuf-ad]

I have known Android 8 for a chapter and I would kill for him.

[puppyeared]

learning abt friendship decay and "not reaching out to your friends for months at a time unprompted is not neurotypical behaviour" has me feeling a certain way

[thecatinthepurplepants]

just scrolling looking at what the crunchyroll algorithm would spit out at me tonight when I came across this category and uh

... the best huh? Aaare you sure???

Are you really, really sure about that crunchyroll???

[shooks-stupid-stuff]

egodeath: the disappearance of one's sense of self, or the removal of one's ability to distinguish themselves as an entity separate from their social or physical environment.

[hershelwidget]

wait hang on

HANG ON

DO YOU SEE MY VISION

[therealvalkyrie]

bath + asparagus time

[immortalsins]

giving my little cousin uni tips like how to save money on food and whether an ensuite is worth the price etc etc but realising too late that she’s rich as hell and has no need to consider these things

[alannah-corvaine]

tfw you log in for the first time a while to get into new story stuff, but then you remember you're stuck behind a quest to do a trial and you dont have the item level to queue for the trial and you have zero desire to grind tomes to get better gear so you cant progress the msq and end up logging out again and continue to drift 2+ patches behind everyone else~✨️

[sirfrogsworth]

How do you take a photo of time?

I've been watching the track events at the Olympics since I was a wee lad. It was a tradition in our family. We'd gather around our ancient low-definition 19 inch CRT television and watch tiny blobs compete against other tiny blobs and root for our country.

It was a bit like watching YouTube on your phone in 144p.

Several heroes emerged.

Jackie Joyner-Kersee was amazing.

You can't forget about Flo-Jo.

And then the Olympics decided NBA players were allowed in the competition.

Which formed... The Dream Team.

Was this fair?

Well... they won each game by an average of 44 points.

So... no. It was not fair.

Though it became more fair as time went on.

But, umm... yeah. The other teams looked like the Washington Generals and the US looked like the Harlem Globetrotters if they stopped screwing around half of the game.

But my absolute favorite Olympian was a runner named Michael Johnson.

He was cool as heck.

For one thing... gold shoes.

But he also had this crazy, upright, Tom Cruise-ish sprinting style that just made him look like a running robot on the track.

And in the 1996 Atlanta games he just trounced EVERYONE. I mean, it wasn't even close.

Yikes. Those losing blobs are probably really embarrassed.

Last night I decided to invigorate my nostalgia and watch the track events again. And I got to see one of the wildest races in history.

It didn't even last 10 seconds but it was one of the most exciting sporting events I've ever witnessed. Almost every runner won the race.

After I saw that initially, I was like... who the heck won???

Even in slow motion I wasn't sure.

This was one of the closest finishes in history. There has never been a race where all 8 runners were within this margin.

The arena was silent as the winner was being confirmed. The runners just kind of paced around waiting for official word. My best guess was the Jamaican runner, Kishane Thompson. But then the loudspeaker announced Noah Lyles.

The last tiny morsel of American pride burst out of me with a big "Wooooo!"

I forgot what it was like to be proud of my country. I wish it happened more often. But this young man, despite being last place in the first 3rd of the race, turned on the afterburners and won in a photo finish.

And that's when my inner nerd took over.

Because when they showed the photo finish image, it looked super weird.

Why is the track white?

Why do all of the runners look all warpy like that QWOP game?

So I went down a research rabbit hole to figure this out.

Photo finishes are actually fascinating. The first photo finish captured the end of a horse race in 1890. But that was mostly luck and timing. The actual photo finish mechanisms weren't used until 1937.

Originally they would film the finish line through a physical slit.

And the first horsie head that appeared in that slit would be the winner. This technology ended a huge aspect of corruption in horse race fixing almost overnight.

But we have come a long way since then. And I'd like to introduce you to the Omega Scan 'O' Vision Ultimate.

This slow motion camera sits fixed on the finish line of every race. The concept of the photo finish has remained remarkably similar to the 1930s approach. The camera sensor is specially designed to only record a vertical slit.

Only the finish line itself is actually captured.

And because it limits what it records to only that slit, it can capture 40,000 frames per second to get amazing temporal resolution.

So why don't the photo finishes just look like, well... this?

That is because the camera takes a picture of time more-so than dimensional space. I guess it would be more accurate to say it *assembles* a picture of time.

As the runners cross the finish line, the camera combines all of the little strips of pictures into a single image.

It's almost like if you tried to reassemble a piece of paper after it had been shredded.

Imagine each strip of paper is a picture of ONLY the finish line, just at a slightly different point in time.

What if someone stopped on the finish line and didn't move... what would that look like?

Once they got there, the same part of their body would just be repeated.

So the right side of the photo finish picture represents earlier in time and it just assembles the image strip by strip as time passes and you literally get a picture of time itself.

NEAT!

Okay, but how do they determine the winner from the photo finish?

I mean, that shoe looks like it is ahead of Noah Lyles!

Clavicles!

The IAFF rules state the foremost part of the torso must cross the finish line first. And the endpoint of the torso is the outer end of the clavicle.

So if you get this bone across the finish line first, you win the race.

Two more fun facts!

The start of the race is actually just as carefully timed as the end of the race. There are sensors in the starting blocks of each runner.

The starting gun also has an electronic sensor.

They have determined the fastest a human can react to the sound of a gun is roughly 100 milliseconds. So if you start running before 100 milliseconds they know you didn't actually hear the gun, you just got antsy and started running too early.

And the final fun fact...

Did you notice the Omega logo at the top of the photo finish?

That isn't superimposed or added after the fact. That is captured by the camera.

But if this image is composed only of tiny little slivers, how did they get the Omega logo to show up?

That is a little display. And it is synchronized with the Scan 'O' Vision Ultimate to show a little sliver of the Omega logo for each frame captured.

So when the final image is stitched together, it looks like a cohesive logo at the top of the photo.

Pretty clever, Omega!

[chopshajen]

10-17.

After the tragic demise of the 3.5e campaign at the hands of scheduling, Scalyan has gotten a second life in a 2024 DnD oneshot! He’s a rogue/wizard multiclass now since spellthief is decidedly not in any version of 5e that exists, and it has been working scarily well for him LOL Some of the rogue mechanics in 2024 are broken as shit

[whumptober]

WHUMPTOBER 2024: PROMPTS LIST

Welcome to Whumptober 2024 — Seventh Time's a Charm!

Please make sure to read the Event Info and FAQ below carefully, as most of your questions will be answered there already. For everything else, you are welcome to come to our ask box or ask questions in our Discord server here.

This year’s AO3 Collection can be found here.

This year's playlist can be found here.

The 'Anatomy of a Whumptober Prompt' post can be found here.

And our 'Resources for Writing Sensitive Topics' post is here.

We’re very excited to see the community come together for another year of Whumptober! Go wild with the prompts, and support your fellow creators - we wish you all the fun!

Best of luck and happy whumping,

Mods Vanne, Yenn, Kitty and Surro

(Text versions of the prompts, as well as event information, rules and FAQ are posted below the cut!)

Whumptober 2024 Prompt List

No. 1: RACE AGAINST THE CLOCK

Search Party | Panic Attack | "If only we could hold on.” (Icysami x Renegaderr, Strangers.)

No. 2: TRUST ISSUES

Amusement Park | Role Reversal | “You got away with the crime while the knife's in my back.” (Charlotte Sands, Rollercoaster)

No. 3: SET UP FOR FAILURE

Fingerprints | Wrongfully Arrested | "I warned you."

No. 4: HALLUCINATIONS

Hypnosis | Sensory Deprivation | “You're still alive in my head.” (Billy Lockett, More)

No. 5: SUNBURN

Healing Salve | Heatstroke | "If my pain will stretch that far." (Lottery Winners, Burning House)

No. 6: NOT REALISING THEY'RE INJURED

Unhealthy Coping Mechanisms | Healed Wrong | "It's not my blood."

No. 7: ONLY FOR EMERGENCIES

Unconventional Weapon | Magic with a Cost | "It's us or them."

No. 8: SLEEP DEPRIVATION

Isolation Chamber | Forced to Stay Awake | "Leave the lights on." (Coldplay, Midnight)

No. 9: OBSESSION

Broken Window | Bruises | “Frame me up on the wall, just to keep me out of trouble.” (Fall Out Boy, Irresistible)

No. 10: BLOW TO THE HEAD

Slurred Words | Passing Out from Pain | "I can't think straight."

No. 11: SEEING DOUBLE

Convenience Store | Loneliness | “Leave no trace behind, like you don't even exist.” (Taylor Swift, Illicit Affairs)

No. 12: STARVATION

Underground Caverns | Cannibalism | "Just a little more."

No. 13: TEAM AS A FAMILY

Familial Curse | Multiple Whumpees | "Death will do us part." (Set It Off, Partner's In Crime)

No. 14: LEFT FOR DEAD

Hunting Gear | Blackmail | “Because I want you to know what it feels like to be haunted” (tiLLie, kooL aiD mAn)

No. 15: CHILDHOOD TRAUMA

Painful Hug | Moment of Clarity | "I did good, right?"

No. 16: NECROSIS

Swamp | Wound Cleaning | "No, I can't feel anything."

No. 17: NOWHERE ELSE TO GO

Ruined Map | Shipwrecked | "We had a good run."

No. 18: REVENGE

Unreliable Narrator | Loss of Identity | “I see what's mine and take it.” (Panic! at the Disco, Emperor's New Clothes)

No. 19: BLOOD TRAIL

Abandoned Cabin | One Way Out | "Is there anybody alive out there?" (Bruce Springsteen, Radio Nowhere)

No. 20: EMOTIONAL ANGST

Shoulder to Cry On | Giving Permission to Die | "It's not your fault."

No. 21: BODY HORROR

Body Horror | Tattoo Gun | Spirit Possession | “Let the bedsheet soak up the tears.” (Apparat feat. Soap & Skin, Goodbye)

No. 22: BLEEDING THROUGH BANDAGES

Tourniquet | Reopening Wounds | "Oh that's not good."

No. 23: FORCED CHOICE

Public Display | Broken Pedestal | "I'm doing this for you."

No. 24: RADIATION POISONING

Collapsed Building | Equipment Failure | “I never knew daylight could be so violent.” (Florence + The Machine, No Light, No Light)

No. 25: SURGERY

Stitches | Being Monitored | "It's for your own good."

No. 26: NIGHTMARES

Breakfast Table | Parting Words of Regret | “I'm haunted by the lies that I have loved, the actions I have hated.” (Poe, Haunted)

No. 27: VOICELESS

Laboratory | Muzzled | ��I have no mouth and I must scream.”

No. 28: DENIAL

CCTV | Exposure | "They caught me red handed."

No. 29: FATIGUE

Labyrinth | Burnout | "Who said you could rest?"

No. 30: RECOVERY

Hospital Bed | Holding Back Tears | "What have I done?"

No. 31: ASKING FOR HELP

Therapy | Making Amends | "I'm alive, I'm just not well." (Elliot Lee, Alive, Not Well.)

Alternatives List:

Body Swap

Communication Barrier

Finding Old Messages

Forgotten

Friendly Fire

Motion Sickness

No-Holds-Barred Beatdown

Regret

Secrets Revealed

Shivering

Survivor's Guilt

Time Loop

Used As Bait

Venom

Vermin

Event Info & Rules

WHUMPTOBER is a month-long, prompt-based creation challenge (think: Inktober, but whumpier). There are 31 official themes this year - one for each day of the month - which can be used, skipped, or combined in any way you’d like. They are meant to serve as inspiration without being taken literally (e.g. you don’t have to include the exact wording of prompts into your work). Feel free to run rampant on interpretation. For example, if the prompt is “flame", you could create something with reference to a candle/campfire, your character could have suffered a burn, or the flame could be a reference to an ‘old flame’ - an old relationship. It’s truly down to you!

In total, there are 4 prompts for each day. These are optional suggestions and can be used in conjunction with the theme, or as options/alternatives.  We want to give everyone as much creative freedom as possible, as well as increase event accessibility for folks with triggers and squicks. There is also a list of 15 alternative prompts that can be subbed in for any day, again to give participants as much creative freedom as possible.

Creators can PRODUCE work in any media they choose, including but not limited to: writing, visual artwork, photo/video/audio edits, paper crafts and elaborate recommendation lists (not just a list of links). Creators can PARTICIPATE as much or as little as they want (i.e. you don’t have to do ALL the prompts if you don’t want to) and prompts can be used in any order. They are also free to use even after the event ends.

When uploading Whumptober content to your blog, be sure to tag it with:

#whumptober2024 …..(the event tag)

#no.1, #no.2, #no.3, …..(theme number)

#bruises, #stabbing, …..(the theme or specific prompt you chose)

#altprompt …..(if you use an altprompt, tag the post with the number of the prompt you replace)

#fandom or #OC, …..(ironman, original content, oc, etc.)

#medium …..(gifs, fic, podcast, art, etc.)

#teeth, #etc …..(trigger warnings & any additional tags. Keep in mind not to add “tw” in front but only use the word/trigger itself)

#nsfwhump …..(only for nsfw content)

#your own tags go here

PLEASE BE DILIGENT WITH YOUR TAGGING. Only properly tagged posts are considered for archiving on the official @whumptober-archive blog. They must be tagged in the order above. An elaborate post about our tagging system can be found [here]

Unfortunately, due to the sheer number of participants in recent years, we cannot guarantee your work will be archived. A random selection of properly tagged posts from all genres will be reblogged each day.

Whumpers who produce content for 31 total theme days are considered event completionists and will be tagged in a masterpost at the end of the month. A form will be published at the beginning of November asking you to tell us if you completed. This is based on trust and we will not check this.

Frequently Asked Questions

Please read this before you send an ask!

TIMELINE

July: Trope voting form released. Late August: Prompt list is released for at least four weeks of preparation time. Tropes cannot be posted earlier than August 25th because of Moderator obligations in real life. (But, you know, go ahead and start writing/drawing, and add the themes in later, if you want!) September: Do as much or as little on your works as you want. You can prepare everything in advance or let September go by with vibes and start working in October. It’s up to you. October 1st: Challenge begins! A storm of whump breaks upon us all! During this time, some posts will be reblogged to the whumptober archive blog. We open the yearly AO3 collection for posting (optional). November 1st: The challenge is officially over! Completionist form opens for those who want to be included in the hall-of-fame. Early November: We release completionist and participant badges, solicit feedback, and post a hall-of-fame list of completionists by the 10th.

PARTICIPATION AND COMPLETION

Q: What counts as participation? Create or continue at least one work inspired by one of this year’s prompts. Q: What counts as completion? Creating work(s) inspired by at least one prompt from each day (or alts), for a total of 31 unique prompts. Q: Do I need to create 31 works? No. You can, if you want. Or you can create one work that you add to every day with a new prompt. Or several works that combine prompts. You can also update an existing work by adding new material with the current prompts. Q: Do I need to post my works somewhere to be a completionist or a participant? No. Q: How do you know I actually completed the challenge? We’ll take your word for it! Q: Do I have to finish my work(s) to be a completionist? No, you can post WIPs. And you’re not obligated to finish them in October, but if you want it to count towards being a completionist, you must have completed 31 prompts by the end of the month. So for example, if you’re writing a long fic and you fit 31 different prompts into the writing you did in October, it’s okay if that fic isn’t finished by the time October ends, you’ll still be a completionist. Q: Is co-writing/illustrating allowed? Yes, absolutely, and it would count towards being a completionist for both/all of you. Q: Is there a min/max limit on word count for written works? No. Q: Is there a min/max limit of quality for art? No. Q: Do I have to do something each day to be a completionist? No. You can skip days whenever you want, and as long as 31 daily prompts (or alts) are in your works done in October, you can be a completionist. For example, if you wrote a 1000-word ficlet that covers prompts in days 2, 3, and 17, you can check all three days off your list even though it’s only one work. Q: Is this challenge just for fics? No! Artworks, GIFsets, headcannons, rec lists, poetry, moodboards, or any other creative work is encouraged. Q: Can I combine Whumptober with other creation challenges? Absolutely, as long as the other challenges allow it too.

PROMPTS

Q: How do the prompts work? There are FOUR prompts per day: a theme and three ideas. You can use one, two, three, or all four prompts for each day. If you don’t like any of the daily prompts, you can substitute one of the ALT prompts instead. Q: How strictly/literally should we interpret the prompts? As literally or as figuratively as you want. For example, if the theme is WATER, that could mean drowning, waterboarding, raining, swimming, take place underwater, be lost at sea, construct a metaphor about a character’s mood that changes like a flowing river, crying, or whatever else you can think of that fits that theme. Q: Can I combine prompts? Is there a limit on how many? No limit and combine as many as you’d like. If you create a work that checks off multiple prompts, that work will count for a fill of multiple prompts. You need to address 31 different prompts to be an official completionist, but you don’t have to produce 31 separate works.

WORKS

Q: What’s whump? Hurting a character, whether that’s physically, emotionally, intellectually, psychologically, or any other way you can think of. Comfort afterwards is optional. Angst is emotional whump, so it counts. Q: How do I know if it’s whumpy enough? If your character is just mildly inconvenienced, it probably needs more whump. However, no participant has to prove whumpiness to the mods. Whatever you write is up to you. Q: What kind of characters can I create for? Anything. Generic “whumpee,” OC, PC, NPC, major characters, minor characters, or whatever you want. There are no limits. Q: Does it have to take place in a specific fandom? No, you can create works for your own worlds or for fandoms or for both. You can also create more generic or pan-fandom works. You can do cross-overs or use OCs, whatever you want. Q: Can I create AI-created works? We will not reblog or promote any works we know to be generative AI-created. Q: Is there anything we’re not allowed to write? As long as it contains whump and is based on our prompts, it’s fine. Please courtesy tag your works if you post them so people who follow the #whumptober2024 tag can filter according to their preferences. Q: What about sex, minor characters, and potentially disturbing content? You can create whatever works are legal in your country and post them accordingly. Please courtesy tag anything you think might be objectionable if you post to Tumblr so people who follow the #whumptober2024 tag can filter according to their preferences.

POSTING

Q: Where can I post my work? Post where and how you want. You don’t even have to (cross)post it to Tumblr. Just keep in mind if it’s not on Tumblr we will not be able to add it to the blog archive. There is an AO3 archive for Whumptober 2024, as well as the parent collection for works completed outside of the event. Q: Can I start posting early? You can, but this is an October event and wouldn’t it be more fun with everyone doing it at the same time? We won’t be reblogging any work predating October 1st. Q: Can I post late? Yes. For the sake of our hardworking Post Fairies, only a day’s themes will be reblogged to @whumptober-archive each day of October. But you can post whenever. Some of us are still working on and posting Whumptober fics from years ago. Q: Do I have to use your tags? Only on Tumblr and only if you want us to reblog your work on @whumptober-archive. Q: How do I have my works reblogged to the archive? Properly tagged posts will be reblogged to @whumptober-archive. If you want the official archive blog to reblog you, post on Tumblr and tag correctly (see this FAQ link for more info on tagging). Please note not all posts will be reblogged each day. Q: Can we @ you? For questions and comments, of course. We’ll be getting a flood of notifications, so if you really want us to see something send an ask. Q: Can I cross post on other blogs? Yes, multiple platforms and blogs are perfectly acceptable, as long as they allow cross-posting (to us). You can also post different works to different accounts under different names, without posting them everywhere at once. If you post some works under your main and others under an alt blog, that’s fine for completionist purposes. Q: Can I upload/repost my Whumptober content to other social media platforms? Of course! We’ve created an AO3 Collection to archive any fics posted there, which can be found here. The blog is the official archive, so please respect the personal boundaries of any whumpers in your social circle (don’t out anyone as a participant who would prefer not to be outed).

Most importantly, have fun, create, and enjoy all the whump posted this October!

[tngmpersonal]

Now that I'm finally playing Mario Kart 8 Deluxe along with the Booster Course Pass, I believe how it was handled combined with the Mario Kart Tour mobile game was essentially Nintendo's way to take back the crown after Crash Team Racing: Nitro-Fueled took sometime towards the end of 2019. Both games are essentially remakes/ports of pre-existing kart racers with waves of free DLC tracks and characters. The costumes in Tour have the same vibe of the skins in Nitro-Fueled, giving extra bonuses when the player uses a specific character, skin, or vehicle part.

[braintamer]

Subtle ways to serve the patriarchy in your daily life:

1. Be respectful

When talking to strange men, always refer to them as "sir" or as a "gentleman." This may seem outdated, but some people still talk like that. It shows your respect and harkens back to a time when men were in charge and women knew their place.

2. Be polite

Always say please and thank you, even if it doesn't seem necessary. For example, instead of saying, "Hey, do you know where the restroom is?" say, "Excuse me, sir, could you please show me where the restroom is?"

3. Be dependent

If you go out with a man, let him hold your phone. He'll decide what you need to see and who you need to communicate with. If he goes through your texts and photos, that's his right.

4. Be a doll

If you go out with a man, let him choose your outfit, how you do your makeup, and your hair. Don't leave until he is completely satisfied with your appearance.

5. Dress to impress

If you go out without a man, choose makeup and an outfit based entirely on what you think men find attractive. (Unfortunately, you will have to use your brain just a little bit for this one 😥) It doesn't matter if you like it, or if it's comfortable, men's taste is your taste.

6. Be helpless

If you think you might need help with something, ask a man. Even if you think you could probably do it on your own, remember that you can't. If you're lost, don't try to use Google maps. Ask a man for help. If there's something wrong with your car, don't even try to figure out what it is, take it to a mechanic, and say, "It makes a weird noise when I do this" and let him handle everything for you (ideally you wouldn't be driving at all)

7. Be approachable

If ANY man flirts with you or compliments you, be receptive. If a dirty homeless man says you have nice tit's, smile at him and say, "Thank you, sir." If a group of men are hollering at you, stick around, give them a spin so they can see and judge every part of your body, invite them to come over and grope you.

8. Be submisive

Never talk back to a man. If a man is rude to you, be grateful for the attention and ask him what you can do to make it right.

9. Be dumb

Don't use big words, in text or in speech. If you have an idea that you don't know how to express, it's probably too complicated for you. Only read when you have to. Never try to understand current events, occupy your mind with porn. If you really need more intellectual stimulation, you can watch something like celebrity gossip news.

10. Spead the word

Subtly try to teach other women their place, compliment them on their appearance, and nothing else. Discourage them from valuing things like their education and career. Encorage them to dress more slutty, if possible get them drunk and makeout with them for men to watch.

[look-at-the-stars-tonight]

My life is falling apart almost as fast as my car

[bellflower-goat]

Fucking Ouch

[getthehexstrap]

Hands Off.

Jinx x brothel worker!(fem)reader

i just know she would listen to them okay.

summary: jinx decides to stop by the brothel her girlfriend works at as a surprise one night, who would've guessed it would've become her usual spot after this.

genre: smut.

warnings: jealous/possessive jinx, mentions of touchy men (ew), reader is not a prostitute, reader may or may not be zauns version of a stripper though, use of nicknames (baby, pretty girl, toots), semi public sex, fingering, lots of dirty talk, use of a mechanical finger (sorry. no i'm not), kinda mean!jinx, bottom reader, begging, hair pulling, marking, little bit aftercare

a/n: first post! it's been a while since i've written im a little rusty, sorry! this one's kinda a long one, enjoy <3 (side note my requests are open, feel free to ask for fic ideas i'm always open to them!)

not proofread, sorry for any typos

MDNI

Music echoed off the walls of the bar. Tables were full, the sounds of scattered chatter could be heard briefly. It was a Friday night, second busiest night of the week, and you'd been here since 8 earlier that night. It was now 11.

You were currently waiting tables with a tight two piece snug on your body; blue, of course. It was your way of silently announcing her claim on you, though she was never there to see it, it made you feel better.

Jinx knew what you did, she didn't really care too much. She knew you were hers, and she trusted you enough to remember that as well, which you did. She usually doesn't get to visit you at work, seeing as how she's usually busy building something or kicking someone's ass. Tonight though, she had no plans, and she wanted to take advantage of that.

You were set to go on in exactly 5 minutes. Taking the time you had to go back to your dressing room and touch up your makeup, adjust clothes (or lack there of) as needed. A knock sounded on the door, letting you know it was time.

You had no clue Jinx was coming so you didn't look for her, but she was there. Sitting towards the back, lips slightly parted as she saw you walk out. As the music hit, you pushed your hair back one last time before grabbing the pole in the middle of the stage.

Wrapping your fingers around the cold metal, you leaned your head back, allowing yourself to lift off the ground as you spun. Whistles and claps sounded through the area almost instantly as they usually did. These fools will clap for anything.

Continuing, your hands let go of the pole, spinning around as your fingers danced across your torso and through your hair. It was then, as you were practically upside down, you saw her. A smile immediately rested on your lips. You lifted yourself up, kicking a leg out and doing a another spin with only one leg.

Eventually, the song came to an end and you let yourself down, catching your breath. Usually, you'd just walk backstage but this time, she was here. You excitedly ran over to her, unable to control your smile now. You hadn't seen her since this morning when she left and you originally thought you wouldn't see her until tomorrow.

Jinx retured the grin, standing up with a hand on her hip. "I gotta say, I didn't know you had all that in ya, toots." She teased. You playfully rolled her eyes, wrapping your arms around her neck in a hug. You were one of the only people who could get away with it, but she returned it, slipping her arms around your middle.

Suddenly, you pulled back. "Oh! Are you thirsty? Let me go get us a drink, I'll be right back!" You hurried away before she could even protest. She kept her eyes on you the whole time, with all the men in this place she wanted to make sure they kept their hands to themselves. And oh, was she glad she did.

You were minding your business, waiting for the bartender to finish making the drink when you felt rough hands on your hips. Not the hands she wanted on you.

"What's a pretty girl like you doing working in a place like this?" The man asked, voice deep as he squeezed your hips. "None of your business. Don't touch me." You shot back, trying to slap his hands away. He laughed, pulling you back against him. "Ohh, a feisty one. I like that." The man whispered in your ear. It was only a matter of seconds before you heard her.

"Get your hands off of my girlfriend before I cut them off of you myself." Jinx threated, eyes glowing in anger as she stared him down. He laughed again, putting his hands up in defense. "It's not my fault! I couldn't help it. She's just standing there so pretty, and I didn't see you anywhere around." He started. "But you know what, I have always wanted to see some girl on girl action, think I can swing by sometime?"

Gross.

Surprisingly, Jinx wasn't the one to say something first. "Oh fuck off! Like you'd get that offer." You muttered the last part under your breath, quickly becoming annoyed. He huffed before turning to walk away, mumbling something about you being a bitch but you didn't care.

"I could've handled that for you, ya'know." Jinx spoke behind you, placing her chin on your shoulder. "I know." You sighed as you grabbed the drink you ordered. "He just pissed me off, I couldn't help it."

Jinx let out a chuckle behind you, gripping your hips to replace the feeling of his hands. "I don't like the way he touched you." Her hands gripped you tighter, pulling your hips back to press agaisnt her own. Your free hand rested on one of hers as you hummed in a silent agreement.

"I should take you back there and make you forget how his worthless hands even felt." She whispered, lips now pressed against your ear. You felt the heat begin to pool in your stomach as a shiver ran down your spine. "Jinx." You said it like it was a warning, but both of you know it wasn't.

Jinx chuckled again, using the hands on your waist to spin you to face her. "Wanna show me where your room is, toots?" You could hear the smile in her voice as her fingers toyed with the waist band of the bottoms you were wearing.

You spun on your heel, grin wide as you grabbed her hand to lead her to the back. Within seconds of opening the door, your back is pressed against it and you hear the quick sound of a lock before her lips were on yours.

The kiss was quick, but still so passionate. Her hands rested on the sides of your neck, pulling you closer to her like she needed you more than the air she breathed.

Her teeth grazed your bottom lip harshly, and when you let out a soft moan her hand reached to the back of your head to pull your hair. "Jinx-" You started, but a quick 'shh' was enough to shut you up.

Your hands ran up her back, gripping her shoulder blades when she pressed her knee between your thighs. You moaned into the kiss, your knees almost giving out. Jinx moved down to kiss your neck, placing her hands on your hips again to guide you against her thigh.

"Jinx! Fuck- what if someone hears?" You pant. "Then I guess you'll just have to be quiet f'me this time. Can ya do that pretty?" You can feel her breath fan against your neck with each word, and gods does it do nothing to aid the heat spreading through your body. Your head leans against the door with a quiet 'thump'.

Jinx's hands slide down your hips as she begins to play with the strings snug against your waist. "You got a spare?" She moves her head to look at you. Your brows furrow in confusion, tilting your head.

"Keepsake." Jinx giggles, quickly untying the strings by pulling them down. A gasp escapes your lungs as you feel the cold air brush against you. "First time I've got to fuck you in here," She starts, fingers sliding through you, other hand tucking your bottoms into her pocket. "Give me somethin' to remember it by, yeah?" Her fingers circle your clit, slowly.

Your lips part, your nails dig into the skin on her shoulders. The music can still be heard, and oh does it add so much. Her lips come back to your neck. "So wet." She breathes out, moving down before she slips her fingers in. "From me or him, huh?" Jinx digs her teeth in after saying this. Your breath hitches in your throat as your nails drag down the exposed skin on her back. "God!- You, Jinx, always you." Your words are basically slurred.

Jinx smiles into your neck. "Good fuckin' answer." Her free hand is now on your thigh, pushing it back against the door to get a better angle. "Oh!" You moan, maybe a little too loudly. "Shut it." She whispers, digging her nails into your skin. "Want someone to hear ya, huh?" Jinx curls her fingers, knowing how you'd react. "That desperate for attention baby?" She teases.

Your thighs are shaking from holding yourself up. "No." It comes out quiet. "No? Hm, I think you're lyin' t'me." She giggles into your neck before lifting her head and nudging your chin with her nose, making you look at her. "At least look me in the eyes when you lie to me." She mockingly pouts, tilting her head.

Jinx speeds her fingers up, smirking as she eyes you down, specifically your neck. You can only imagine the marks that are left behind. "So pretty." She whispers, curling her fingers into the spot that makes you see stars. "Now everyone's gonna know who you belong to, pretty girl."

You can't speak, the words are stuck in your throat as she fucks you into oblivion. Strangled whines and muffled moans leave your lips. The knot in your stomach begins to tighten, and your head is getting dizzier with each pump of her fingers.

"Jinx... please, more." Your voice comes out strained, hips bucking into her hand. "So greedy." She teases. "You want more?" A smirk rests on her lips again. Jinx pulls her fingers out, and before you can whine in protest her hands are under your thighs, lifting you up and wrapping your legs around her torso. You squeal at the sudden movement.

She walks to your vanity, shoving things to the floor before placing you down. Jinx's knee spreads your thighs once more. "I'll give you more." She grins as she grips your thigh with one hand, using the other to slip into you again. You barely have time to process before you feel a vibration coursing through your body.

The air is ripped from your lungs as your mouth falls open with a silent cry. "Yeah, I knew you'd like that." She giggles to herself. "Figured if I'd have to make myself a new finger... why not give it some advantages, right?" Her pace is just as cruel as it was the first time, the sounds of her hand slapping against your skin and the sound of your arousal filling the room.

Suddenly, the vibrations become harder, quicker. Your back arches away from the mirror as your fingers grip the vanity. The tightness in your stomach begins to get tighter and you're afraid it's about to snap. Tears of pleasure begin to swell in your eyes. Her name falls from your lips as your hands reach up to her back once more, pulling her in closer.

Your breathing becomes labored as you feel yourself get closer to your peak. Your face is hidden in the crook of her neck, using her to cover the sounds of pleasure that you can't hold back.

"Baby... m'so close, please." You're pleading with her, hips rocking with each thrust of her fingers. "Yeah? You wanna cum?" Jinx mocks, curling her fingers harsher as her thumb reaches to rub your clit in quick circles. "Want this whole place to know who's making you feel this good, ya hear me?" Her tone is harsh in your ear and all you can do is nod in response.

"Come on, baby. Let go, give it to me." It only takes a few more seconds after that before your head tosses back and her name leaves your lips with a loud moan. Jinx slows her fingers down a bit, placing soft kisses on your neck as she whispers sweet praises you can't even comprehend right now.

Once you've rode out your high, she removes her fingers as you whine at the sensitivity. "You did so good f'me pretty girl, s'proud of you." She whispers into your neck, using one of her hands to rub your back. You hum in content, bringing a hand up to rest on the back of her head.

"That was-" "Amazing? Best sex you've ever had?" She cuts you off, smiling widely as she jokes. You laugh, shoving her shoulder lightly. "Yeah, somethin' like that." You return the smile as you tuck a piece of hair behind your ear.

"Y'know, I might just need to become a regular here." Jinx giggles again as she helps you change clothes. After that, there's no way you're going back to work. That should be a fun conversation to have with your boss; you thought to yourself.

You shake your head with a playful smile. "Yeah, I don't see that ending too well, baby. You have no self control! If you do this every time, I'll probably lose my job." You tease her, placing a quick kiss to her lips before pushing yourself off the vanity.

"Then I guess you better start lookin' toots!" Jinx pokes your side, laughing as she grabs your hand to follow you out the door.

This was going to be a long night.

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