𝐋.

𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒎𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒍𝒐𝒈𝒖𝒆 arcane and tlou fueled

[shivsnbullets]

reader x JINX

so.. this is my first time posting anything on tumblr and probably no one will see since i don’t know how to use this app properly but it doesn’t hurt to try. mdni.

cw: mean jinx, manipulation, degradation, arcane universe, boss jinx and reader employee toxic dynamic, insecure reader (and jinx eat that up), mentions of shimmer - part 1

wc: 1,2k

you fucked up. and jinx doesn’t tolerate that well

the light in the hideout is dim, neon ones that sometimes blink faintly throughout the gigantic extractor fan. after your pupils adjust to it, you can see a silhouette sitting in front of you on a makeshift throne like chair, you’re not able to see her face yet but you know her entire attention is on you.

spread legs, skinny waist, lean arms resting on the chair, two long braids surrounding her body. and when she tilted her head down just a bit… looking at you with her upward gaze you could see it, glowing pink amongst the dark.

shimmer.

“j-jinx… sevika said you would be up here.” you hated how pathetic your voice sounded, but being alone anywhere with her was a challenge, specially on her personal chamber.

silence. a dry swallow caught in your throat, but you continued.

“the… enforcers were already there, observing us from afar and the plan couldn’t be completed—but we are doing everything we can to fix it! a-and i’m here so we can discuss a new plan and-“

a gush of wind combined with the rapid sound of movement and then… nothing. you blinked twice while looking to the chair. she wasn’t there anymore.

your body instinctively took two steps behind, heart racing at the thought that you were walking blindly and backwards on a literal massive fan blade but just before your brain could process what was happening, your eyes opened wide, your mouth following shortly. jinx. her cold figure felt like a wall behind you, contradictorily instantly heating you up. would that be shame? no, it seemed more… warm.

you swore you could feel her smile against your ear, her hand swiftly going to your chin and tilting your head upwards, exposing your neck. you didn’t have the strength on you to fight it, always giving in the second she lays her hands on you. she loved that.

“can’t have none of that now, can we, baby?“ she huffed and your entire body shivered. the grip on your chin became tighter and tighter, to a point where you knew her nails would leave a mark and your jaw felt like exploding, a small whimper left your lips, and just when you were about to complain she was gone again.

your breath was completely ragged, your throat finally swallowed dry and you felt the kind of anxiety you only did when you entered jinx’s den. you hear a loud sound from your left side, where jinx workbench and all her new projects were. sounds of things breaking, metal clashing on metal and a deep growl coming from her fill up your ears, making you feel even more startled.

“fucking useless, should’ve done it myself. knew you weren’t good enough.”

that’s it. that was all it took to have you in full pleasing mode. before you could stop yourself, you’re clumsy walking in her direction, your feet getting in the way of each other, your hands desperately gesturing as you talk.

“no! no, jinx i promise it isn’t like that. we did everything you said, it-they were already there with the grey and there was no way of knowing… the gas got in our way…” you could feel the tears forming already, no matter how hard every part of you fought not to cry in front of her.

she walked closer to you, her figure seemingly so intimidating all of the sudden. you didn’t knew exactly if it was her confidence, how deliberate each step looked or her unforgiving gaze. you really were just a prey to her eyes.

sharp and stingy. her hand slamming down on your face was nothing new but it got to you every time. you let out a pathetic sound, gasping and panting, thinking that maybe the slap felt so much harder this time because jinx seemed high on shimmer.

uneven breathing while she’s watching, tears desperately wanting to drop from your eyes… shit, this doesn’t look good. whatever you do, don’t beg. don’t give her what she wants, and specially don’t apologize. she wasn’t there, if she thinks she could‘ve done a better job…

she… probably could.

“i’m sorry… you’re right, I should've paid more attention… please, jinx. i’m sorry”

her eyebrow lifted at the same time a big smile lazily formed on her thin lips, that combined with her fixed gaze made her seem utterly insane. maybe apologizing wasn’t the right call? was it truly better to make her happy crazy over angry crazy? both seemed equally bad right now.

“kneel.”

once more, your eyes widened. jinx somehow always found new ways to keep humiliating you… even when you do exactly as you’re told and everything goes well her praise sounds condescending at best. but this was something different. slapping was the lowest she ever went to.

you made the mistake to stare at her gaze once more. it was like staring at a wolf's eyes while begging for mercy, just wouldn’t work. you were hers to play with from the moment you walked in her lair.

her hands stayed at her hips, not budging on that idea but your body just couldn’t move, you were paralyzed by the thought of actually going through that much humiliation. suddenly, a high pitched laugh exploded from her mouth, once again, her eyes never squinted from that type of laugh. she was still locked on you.

“fine then, wow. suit yourself, gonna find someone better for the job since you’re so unwilling to show commitment, probably never met someone as lazy as yourself.” she turned on her back and started walking back to her work bench, but you felt something breaking inside of you from her words. you weren’t lazy, you weren’t… you lost count of how many nights you lost perfecting her plans, making them bulletproof, training her squad and coordinating the operations. why couldn’t she see that? why was she so fucking mean?

tears fell down your face so easily you don’t remember when you started crying. you were cracking, it was hard to feel like your mind was your own anymore.

your knees hit the ground with a loud noise, sobbing noises started coming out of your mouth, it felt like there was so much pressure on your chest that you couldn’t even breathe properly, panting like a dog amidst all the tears.

she was able to split you apart with just her words.

“no. i’m so fucking-sorry. jinx, please” every word felt like a struggle, muttered between desperate breaths and pathetics sobs. you observed jinx lazily putting her arms up and stretching her arms high in the air, she still wasn’t facing you but you swear you heard a satisfied moan.

she finally turned to face you. looked mesmerized, smiling ear to ear. stopped only when she was inches away from your face, her hands cupping your cheeks. that seemed to help a little, you were still sobbing but could breathe more normally now you had her approval.

“shh, it’s okay…” she said, thumb up and down your face, spreading your tears at the same time she calmed you down.

“please. i’ll do better next time, i’ll do so much better. i promise i’m not lazy or anything, i.. i-just-i…”

shit. jinx looked so happy it almost seemed like she was staring at a new piece of hextech gadget.

“sheesh.. you’re so utterly pathetic…” her words sounded muffled by her own laugh. “gonna teach you exactly how to act, okay? you better listen.”

it was going to be a long night.

divider credits: @uzmacchiato

[vegeol]

Stamatin brothers Epic trade with epic @b0hem14

[mrf6414]

quick sketch, still figuring him out ((felt cute might delete later))

[dank-ovsky]

some of my favorite patho peices I've done over the years 🤍 I hope everyone is enjoying patho 3 as much as I am

[kathrenax]

[tabsfavoritewlw]

Shimmer addict Jinx who threatens to fuck your ass with her strap if you cum without her permission :’-(

[kathrenax]

[timeandeffort]

two guys brooding in a castle five feet apart cause they're not gay

[kathrenax]

god i miss him

[awetfrog]

the autism has won

[clooownnn]

and Aiden. I remember and will always love him

[whollysensei]

daniil's notes on steppe's curiosities

[vegeol]

Как призывают верных из рода служителей?

[shimmerandfists]

what do we think of vijinx somnophilia? or is that a no go? -🦈

Personally! Not a lot of kinks I'm not not interested in even if they're not the kink of my month. It all depends on the context of it tbh. I can definitely see ViJinx somnophilia being preeeeetty hot though. Either consensual and pre discussed somnophilia or completely non consensual, or something else entirely! More under the cut.

A non consensual they/she switching perspective somnophilia......fic? Chatter mostly.

Both of them being so happy to be back with each other after they reunite. Them sharing a bed because they've only got the one, everywhere else is questionably unsafe or too dirty to lay on for the night. There's an awkwardness before they're ready to turn in for the night, they still don't really know each other anymore but there are facets of each other no one else will ever know. Vi in all her bullheadedness and not wanting to sit in the weirdness of it any longer, just goes over to the bed to flop down without further discussion. She pats the empty space on the bed before she turns her back to Jinx for whatever privacy she can give her to figure it out.

When Jinx does finally get over her nerves and gets her nervous fidgeting out of her system, she walks over to the edge of the bed. Vi can feel her eyes burning a hole in the back of her head before she feels the bed bounce with how hard Jinx threw herself on the bed. Vi turns around, quick as lightning, and wraps her arms around Jinx in a bear hug before rearranging into a cozy embrace. Jinx pushes her head under Vi's chin like a particularly affectionate cat and settles in like she's always been there.

One of them falls asleep first while the other can't quite get there, they don't want to lose this moment. Not being able to get the warmth of the other out of their minds, running their hands ever so slowly across the other's arms, shoulder, face... Trying to ingrain them in their head just in case, just in case they get separated again or worse. Working themselves up with the weight and realness of the other wrapped around them until they can't stand it anymore.

Rubbing their own thighs together at first before rubbing themselves on the other's thigh that's made it's way between theirs trying to be slow and quiet. The slow torture of it dragging out for over an hour for all the pauses they needed to take. Every mumble or twitch was enough to stop completely, waiting with baited breath. Working themselves over and over again using the others body and stopping right before the edge until they can't take it anymore. They roll the both of them over until they're sitting on top. They can grind down so much better now, can unzip the front of their pants and work some fingers down the front of their jeans.

It becomes almost unbearable to choke down their own panting and whimpers as they work one and then two fingers into their own soaking core. Using the other's sleeping body to push their fingers deeper into themselves as they grind down lightly right when they thrust into themselves. If the build up hadn't taken so long they'd be embarrassed they came so quickly but the palm of their hand rubbing against their clit and the idea of the other pushing their own fingers deeper and fucking themselves is too much. It feels earth shattering as they sit there in attempted silence, ears ringing with the only other sound being faint and rhythmic water drops in the distance.

They haven't woken their sister up, a small mercy. Unfortunately, they're still worked up even after one of the best orgasms they've given themselves in a while. It takes them a measly minute or two before working themselves up again, heat creeping deep inside of them.

It doesn't help her with how close their cunts are to each other with 2 layers of denim being the only thing separating them. She can feel the heat of both of them mingling through the front of her pants along with the slick in her own pants. She wants to know if her sister is slick too, more than anything. She wants to know if the soft petting she did and desperately choked up noises made it through her layers of sleep, if it got through to her subconsciously.

She wants to feel her, she wants to mark her, even if her sister never finds out she'll always know what she did to her. She'll always know she marked her as her's and her's alone. She thinks her sister might kill her if woke up to see what she was doing, if she woke up and felt what she was about to do to her. She wants to know if she felt her fingers slowly caress over the front seam of her pants until they found the zipper in spite of the threat of rejection.

She wants to know if she felt her slowly pulling the zipper downward, trying to avoid the unmistakable sound of the release of the little metal clips all joined together. She wonders if she'd shiver the same way she just did if she were awake. If she'd shiver while she moves the same fingers she used on herself, still wet with her own slick, through her curls to find her clit. Her hips give the smallest twitch forward and she lets out a soft huff in her sleep so she redirects her fingers further down. She savors the feeling of her fingers right outside of her center, closes her eyes and tries to memorize it before pressing the tip of her pointer finger lighting inward. Just enough to apply pressure but not enough to fully enter as she waits there until her sister does exactly what she wanted her to do. With the little thrusts and grinding movements her sister makes she helps her finger press in deeper until it pushes in and enters her to the first and then second knuckle.

She wants so badly to fuck her with reckless abandon, wants to claim her and make her cry. She just got her back though, if she only ever gets a finger inside of her it'll have to be good enough. She can't risk her noticing anything when she wakes up other than her own slick, as much as she'd love to leave her feeling sore from how she'd stretch her open. Instead, she reverses what she herself had just done, she scoots up a little and uses her own pelvis to lightly grind her hand onto her sisters clit and push her finger a little deeper into her sister.

She's helped out by the writhing her sister does in her sleep, unknowingly chasing a pleasure she shouldn't want. Her sister is soaking, not as wet as she had been when she had touched herself, but she was wet before she had entered her and she rides out the slow pace of their grinding with that thought in mind. Rides out the longest 5 minutes of her life she wishes could have been longer as she feels her sister contract around her finger, making pathetic and sincere noises in her sleep, her mouth slightly open. She looks so beautiful, she makes her want to cry with how much she loves her.

She slowly drags her fingers out of her sister's pants and moved her clean hand to the front of her pants to re-zip them and straighten her up. She cleans up their mixed cum and slick off of her fingers with her tongue, savoring the taste knowing it will be the only one she gets. She wants to know the differences between how they taste.

She wants to be awake when her sister realizes she came in her pants last night sleeping next to her own sister. She wants to see her face when it all comes to her so badly it's making her want to whimper with need. She knows she could go all night but she also knows she's already pressed her luck further than she ever should have tonight. Knows she should be grateful for what she was able to steal away, she knows she'll never get enough of her sister. She missed her so, so much.

[ninakaina]

[couhaya]

a good person should come in two

[byronicwife]

"the most dangerous man in town"