#firelight jinx

[avi-mation]

Firelight Jinx!

Sometimes you just have one thought and you go with it !

[rasmsanat]

Firelight Jinx 🐦‍⬛

[beezter]

colored this! she stole borrowed Ekko’s coat

[starry-nights12]

The immense amount of ANGST potential this has!!!?!! Especially if you love the Firelights Jinx AU.

Also, Ekko's line to Caitlyn:

"If your people had it their way, it be rubble and ash."

Sounds like a hell of a lot of foreshadowing.

Imagine there's Jinx has a 10,000 coin reward for her capture. They could have trusted the wrong person and told the Enforcers of her whereabouts.

The Firelights(specifically Ekko since he's the leader) are charged and arrested for harboring a known fugitive for months.

When they invade the hideout;

Ekko, Jinx, and the rest of the Firelights are not going to let them destroy their home without a fight.

Also, Jinx and Ekko being hellbent to protect each other during their fight with The Enforcers.

[queencantaloupe]

Listen. LISTEN!

What if.

Vi escapes Marcus in s1 ep3.

She apologises to Powder for hitting her.

They make up, grab Ekko, and found the Firelights together to fight against Silco and his goons.

WHAT IF VI WAS NEVER IMPRISONED AT STILLWATER AND BECAME A FIRELIGHT!!!! FIRELIGHT VI!!! SOMEBODY DRAW/WRITE THIS PLEASE I BEGG

[heroinejinx]

‘I’d never forsake you.’ (Jinx x Ekko, part 11 of ?)

*Find the first 10 parts here*

After finding Ekko’s Firelight base, Jinx wrestles with her duty to tell Silco, until an unexpected revelation strikes her with another wave of betrayal...

TW: the usual mental health warnings & adult content, nothing too spicy with this one

(2,548 words)

‘I’d never forsake you.’

‘Anything to report?’

…

I shifted position. Curled up. Head down. Defeated.

Couldn’t speak. Blink. Breathe.

Just. Breathe.

Silco’s question hung in the air, as invasive and cloying as the years old smoke staining the walls of his office and living in the furniture.

He only wanted to watch them a while, right? To know what they were up to and if they were making moves against us. With the council aware of who I was, it wouldn’t make sense for us to launch an attack on the Firelights. Not yet. Not when he had his precious political reputation to worry about.

Gods, he was delusional. How could he think Piltover would ever take Zaun seriously as a nation? We were beneath them, and that was how they liked it. We’d never be equal. Even if they gave him a seat on the council someday, it wouldn’t come with any real sway. Silco had more power in the under city than he could ever hope to grasp topside. Why couldn’t he see that? Why was he so set on chasing the approval of these assholes who’d gladly watch us all burn?

He lit yet another cigar while he waited for my reply. More stink to swallow. The cherry burned into my eyes, bright and fierce as lamplight.

Orange lamplight illuminating a miracle tree. Ekko’s miracle. Ekko’s carefully cultivated miracle.

He’d never forgive me, would he? I’d lose him forever.

Like Vi.

She’d never forgive me, either. Not if I hurt Ekko like that. Her Little Man.

Ugh. Why was I always the one losing?

What if I just… didn’t tell Silco? What harm would it do, really? One little lie. He’d probably sigh and tell me to keep trying, keep searching. Big whoop. I’d lied to him once. What was another? One little lie, and I’d keep them both. I wouldn’t have to lose. Not again. 

I could finally do something right.

I opened my mouth to speak into the quiet stretching between us. Choked out a pathetic ‘nope.’ What the fuck else was I supposed to do?

The whine of the door on its hinges pulled our focus. Someone else joined the party. Too light on their feet to be Sevika. So, who?

‘Ran,’ Silco exhaled. Flicked me a look that said stay put. He didn’t want them to know I was up there. Why?

‘Sir,’ they said, out of breath.

Had they been running? Ha! Ran, running. Run, run, Ran! But where had they run from? Weren’t they usually skulking around The Lanes? Why all the urgency?

My skin prickled. Something was going on. Something weird.

‘It’s done,’ they said. ‘We found them.’

Found who?

‘Good,’ Silco replied, his tone as calculating as always. ‘Keep watch. And be discreet.’

‘Of course,’ they said, and scurried back out the way they came. Ran the rat.

The second the door clicked shut behind them, I leapt down from my perch, straight into a crouch on Silco’s desk.

‘Who’s Ran watching?’ I pried. Tilted my head. Eyes bore into his.

With a gruff smile, he stubbed out his half-spent cigar. Reclined in his chair, face hardened into a scowl. He held his wizened fingers to his chin in an arch, as though delicately considering his next words. His next lie. Next strategy.

‘Ran’s work is theirs to worry about,’ he said. So evasive. ‘What of yours, Jinx? What happened?’

‘Didn’t get lucky, is all,’ I shrugged, half-hearted.

His eyes narrowed a fraction. Only a fraction, but still. He didn’t believe me, did he? Well, it wasn’t my best performance.

Bad liar. Bad daughter. Bad person.

Whatever. I was under way too much pressure. What happened to the good ol’ days of flitting around Zaun with Zapper and Pow-Pow, wreaking havoc without a care in the world, fucking the lucky goon of the week? I missed it. Things were so simple before my cunt brought me back to Ekko. 

Fuck my life. I only wanted to get laid. It wasn’t supposed to be like this! Shit had become way too complicated, way too fast! 

I wasn’t supposed to remember how much I loved him.

‘Very well,’ Silco finally said, words laced with deep disappointment. He expected better. I was letting him down. ‘Stick to your quarters for the time being. It’s no longer safe for you to be out and about at your leisure.’

‘Enforcers?’ They must’ve started looking for me. About time, huh?

He stood, laced his hands behind his back, and peered out of the stained-glass window overlooking The Lanes.

‘The council are getting restless,’ he said. ‘They’re determined to make an arrest.’ He tossed his gaze back to me for a second, and shrugged, like he was helpless to stop them. ‘I’ll do what I can to protect you. Sevika and the others will… keep them busy…’

Stepping away from the pane, he fetched himself another cigar and slouched back into his chair. Exhaustion washed over him. All this scheming took its toll. Scheming to keep me alive. Like I was so goddamn helpless.

Fuck. I was a terrible person. Worthless fucking traitor. Spoiled brat.

‘You’re not tempted to give me up to them?’ I asked. Half-teasing, half serious. ‘Bet they’d pay well for my head on a stick, huh? You could trade me for Zaun. Sounds fair.’

‘You’re my daughter, Jinx.’ There was a warmth to his words that wasn’t there before, but an added sternness, too. Was that honesty I detected? Love, even? ‘I’d never forsake you.’

Ouch. That stung like a motherfucker.

Against my will, a tear rolled down my cheek. He wiped it away with the crimson handkerchief from his waistcoat. Gave my shoulder a reassuring, fleeting squeeze.

‘Stay off the radar.’ He urged once again, and this time he allowed himself to sound more worried.

‘I can handle a few enforcers.’

‘I know,’ he said. ‘But you still need to lie low. Do it for me.’

‘Ugh!’ I jumped down from his desk with an exaggerated groan. Folded my arms in a huff. ‘Fine.’

‘It will only be temporary.’

‘Sure, whatever,’ I rolled my eyes, downplaying my frustration. But then, a thought—‘What about the Firelights? I’m supposed to be—’

‘Let me worry about that now,’ he insisted. So quick to interrupt. What was he hiding?

I let out another grumble and moved to leave, but halfway out the door, I spun back to face him. ‘Silco?’

‘Mm?’ He met my curious glare.

‘Sevika and the others…’ I began. Scratched at my forearm as I stared at him. ‘…how exactly will they be keeping the enforcers busy?’

He didn’t answer my question. Of course, he didn’t. He didn’t need to. The answers were floating around in my head already, I just hadn’t pieced them together yet. Call it paranoia or whatever, but I was onto him.

Ran the fucking rat. ‘It’s done… we found them.’ Found who? Found who!? The Firelights, who the fuck else!?

How did I not figure it out the second those words left their filthy little rat mouth? Silco wasn’t even looking for anyone else. The Firelights were target number one. He wanted—needed—eyes on them. Guess he never trusted me to deliver, huh? He’d roped in reinforcements. There I was, trying to keep Ekko’s home safe, and all the while, Silco had his number one rodent sniffing it out. Ha!

So, why give me that job at all if Ran was on it? Why ask me what happened?

He didn’t believe me, remember? He must’ve known the truth before he even asked for my version of events.

Oh, I was so fucked. Ran was on it, alright. On me. Every goddamn step of the way.

Ever since the bridge. The fucking bridge. I knew someone saw me and Ekko leave together. I fucking knew it.

Silco was spying on me, testing my loyalty to see which way I’d bend when things got sticky. He knew everything. He knew about Ekko and the love shack, and now… Ran had found the Firelights. I led them right to their front fucking door, and they reported back like the good little foot soldier they were. Fuck. Worse still, Silco knew I’d betrayed him. Double fuck.

And after everything, how could he have meant what he said to me? ‘I’d never forsake you.’ Liar.

Something else still itched at me. Something else he’d said. ‘I’ll do what I can to protect you. Sevika and the others will… keep them busy…’

By the time I reached my lair, the extent of Silco’s bullshit crystallised in my mind. He’d played me like a violin. I had to warn Ekko. I had to—

A funny smell.

I lost my footing.

Collapsed into black.

 ***

 The pure green of nature.

Daylight piercing through cracks in a sprawling canopy.

Grass under foot. On bare skin.

Clean air.

Peace.

A young woman under a tree.

A tall, broad tree with the prettiest flowers on it. Pink and blue petals.

She was me, but… different…

My hair was short and tied back, showing my heart-shaped face.

I wore overalls, like Ekko’s, but powder blue. Covered in neon pink and lime green doodles. Monkey heads, hourglasses, butterflies, firelights.  

Someone joined me. Lay by my side.

Ekko.

His locks brushed against my arm as he made himself comfortable. Let out a sigh. Smiled up at me with that killer Ekko smile.

My boy saviour.

He’d saved me, huh? I let him save me.

I lay with him. Slipped my hand into his. Because it belonged there.

I belonged there. With him. Together.

Under Ekko’s miracle tree.

Home.

Warm.

  My neck was cold.

Was I dreaming?

The blanket around me smelt like mine. Gunpowder and candy.

When did I fall asleep?

I didn’t. Someone drugged me, remember?

Silco really wanted me to stay put, huh?

Not just that.

Right. He wanted me out of the way while Sevika and the others dealt with the Firelights. A whole community destroyed… The enforcers would have to manage the fallout for days, resources too stretched to hunt little Jinx down alongside. The perfect distraction, right?

Fuck, what time was it? I had to warn—

My eyes shot open as I tried to dart into action from my makeshift bed. Stopped dead. Met with a blade to my throat. Cold. Sharp. Held by my lover.

‘—Ekko?’

How did he find me?

On my knees, I stared into him. His eyes were bloodshot. Dazed. Feral, and not in the sexy way. He wasn’t there. Real, but not there. Not my Ekko.

‘Jinx.’ His voice cracked.

Why? Why would Ekko have a knife to my—

Ash and soot clung to his locks, his clothes, his skin.

Was I too late? Had it already happened? Oh, gods! No, no, no, no, no!

‘What… what happened?’

‘My exact question, Jinx.’ He spat my name. ‘Has all of this been a lie?’

‘Ekko, please, what’re you talking ab—’

‘Don’t bother with whatever bullshit you’re about to feed me,’ he said. ‘I know you followed me last night when we left the house.’ Of course. As if Ekko wouldn’t have noticed. ‘I thought…’ He shook his head with a chastising tut. ‘I actually thought I could trust you.’

Every word was venom. Cruel and hurtful. He hated me.

‘I let myself fall for it… I really believed you, Jinx! Goddammit, I’m so fucking stupid, I even let you follow me! I thought if I let you see, maybe you’d finally understand… you’d finally leave Silco and join us. Join me! But that was never gonna happen, was it?’ He clenched his jaw. Eyes on fire. Furious.

‘Ekko, I…’ I reached out to grab him, to connect somehow, but he pressed his knife harder against my skin. Almost drew blood.

‘There was an attack.’ He spoke slow. Measured. ‘Some people made it. Others…’ He frowned. ‘What did you do, Jinx?’

What did I do?

What did I do!?

I tried to save you! ‘I… I tried to save you…’

Fuck, they attacked the Firelights while I was unconscious, but of course, he blamed me! Yep! It was always my fault!

I jinxed everything.

‘Did you tell Silco where to find us?’ His tone grew more and more callous. Mind made up. ‘I mean, why wouldn’t you? We’re all just flies, right?’

Not him. We’d talked about that. I loved him. Didn’t he remember?

I’d tried to save him, but lost him, anyway. I shrank in on myself. Curled up, ignoring the blade threatening my life.

Useless, worthless, pathetic idiot. Waste of space. Waste of life. He should’ve killed me right there.

‘Talk to me, Jinx.’ His brows drooped. Resolve softened a little. ‘Please… Tell me you didn’t do this.’

‘I almost…’ It was a whimper. A tiny, fragile confession. ‘But I didn’t… I didn’t tell him anything.’ I hugged my legs tighter and tighter to my chest. ‘I’d… I’d never do that. Not to you.’

‘Why not?’ 

The knife shook in his hand.

‘You know why.’

‘No,’ he said. ‘I need to hear you say it. Tell me why this wasn’t you.’

I chewed on my lip until I tasted blood. Because I love you, Ekko. The salty iron on my tongue was like a punch. Like Vi’s punch, after—

‘Why should I have to justify myself to you!?’ I erupted. Batted the knife out of Ekko’s hand. ‘Why’re you so sure I’m to blame? Silco played me, okay? He used me to get to you and your precious base, and now we both have nothing!’

I didn’t mean to, but I started crying. All, lost. Again. Why did everything always have to go wrong?

‘Used you?’ He grabbed hold of my shoulders to force eye contact. ‘What d’you mean, Jinx?’

‘I, uh...’ I sniffled. ‘I think Ran was following me, maybe even since the bridge. Spying on me… for Silco.’

‘Since the bridge…?’

His pupils dilated in shock as he processed the information. Staggered back a little. Kept hold of me. Kept his eyes on me, too. Examining. Figuring it all out. Deciding if he believed me. 

Despite the situation, his touch still made me soar. Maybe I hadn’t lost him yet? I hoped. Dreamed.

He wanted to believe me, didn’t he? Wanted to trust me. To love me. Please, please, please still love me.

‘Y’know what? It doesn’t matter what led to all this,’ he said, more determined than I’d ever heard him. ‘What matters is how we deal with it.’ He knelt on the bed right in front of me and cupped my face, stroked my tear-soaked cheeks with desperate, pining fingers. ‘I believe you, Jinx, but… Either you’re with me now, against Silco, or you’re my enemy. There can’t be any in between. Not anymore. Not after what he’s done.’

Ekko was right. There was no going back to Silco after that day. Not after his betrayal. After the attack. I needed to choose my side. The old man who took me in when the world turned its back, and forged me into his finest weapon, or the boy who loved me first?

The boy who knew me best.

‘Okay.’ I wrapped my hand around his, more bound to Ekko than ever before. ‘What now...?’

[hexkore]

Firelight Jinx + Short-Haired Jinx 😈

[lady-griffin]

Ekko Introduces Jinx to the Firelights

Ekko: This is Jinx; she’s a the most wanted terrorist in Runeterra.

Firelights: . . .

Ekko: I found her in the trash. She lives with us now.

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I need Ekko to introduce Jinx, like the feral trash possum she is, to the rest of the Firelights like this. You just don’t understand how much I need this specific scene in my life.