#vampire jinx

[jheilann]

bb vamp pow and bb werepup vi :33

☺️🤏

[sketch303]

𝐈𝐈: 𝐼 𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢.

[2deadkat]

Finally, my take on the vampire sisters. They’d be delinquent children of the night.

[meowjinxie]

modern vamp jinx for early valentines !!! (bc im too impatient to wait) 🖤

[kadriss-loves-gifflars]

A/N: so this is a collab fic with @mihii-i

Part 1:

Parings: Vampire Jinx x Vampire Hunter reader

Summary: After Jinx caught you as you were hunting her, you felt a huge wave wash over your mind, almost like your brain was rewiring itself as she snuck her fangs into your neck, an intoxicating feeling increased all around your body.

CW: NSFW, female reader (girls kissing. Shouldn’t be a warning however some of y'all are weird), blood, jinx is a freak (please rail me), fingering, grinding, dry humping, vampire jinx, the knee thing

A/N: Also why did some of yall get mad at Mihi cuz she didnt post the nsfw. It quite litreally says collab fic, lll be doing the nsfw, she would do the sfw aight, calm down, u thristy mf.

Genre: Smut/angst

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You gazed into the illumnating flashing light above you, repeatly making you force your eyes shut and back open again. The room was spinning, your nose puffy, eyes heavy and your body stunned.

Alluring fingers grazed over your back as your eyelids continued fluttering in a unbalanced pace. Contemplating whether or not you should stay in this moment. The blood on your neck was dripping down, tickling your neck.

Jinx’s illuminating pink eyes stared at your neck as she licked your punctured skin. She put her hand on your shoulder, stopping the liquid from leaking on your roughed up fabric.

You shivered at her cold hand grazing your shoulder then her collarbone, her thumb stroked your dry but fresh skin up and down. "Hmm..never thought i would have you in my arms hunter, you tasted exquisite though, perhaps i should take more?" Her taunting madden you.

Your sword was quite a distance from both of you, the apprehension and growing aroused inbetween your thighs stopped you. Wait what, why are you thinking like this, shes a murderer, a terrorist, a nightcrawler. You had to kill her.

"Fuck you..." you managed to hiss out and Jinx smirked, feeling a odd sensation in her chest as you stared at her in that way. Her sultry smile lowering however she pressed up against your pants.

"Perhaps we should do that" Jinx grabbed your chin when you tried to look away, somehow, someway, you couldn´t resist this. Your sword begging to be lifted and impaled through the blood-sucker. This is wrong, your legacy, your honor towards the hunters-

"Fuck off! You damned human-" the decapitation swirled through your ears, "Ahh you caught me wel-" the interruption of their unserious and cruel attitude towards human life.

It wasn´t always for honor nor for legacy, It was selfish. You were selfish.

"I know what your thinking, hunter. Blaming yourself won´t get you anywhere, trust me i know" You tried to search for any type of deceit, but she sounded genuine.

The conflicting feelings made you anxious, Jinx dropped her own smile as she leaned in "Sweet hunter..do you want to?" the way she spoke, her fangs swiftly showing as she spoke.

Your sword was completely out of your mind, temptation grew in both hearts, the position you both were in was somethin you haven´t realised, standing so close, pinned between both her tattoed arms, her knee threathening your core. God, her pants really was idiotic.

"Yes..i want to" the warm sensation on your face burned as you attempted to stare at something else but jinx´s bloody lips were to quick and it force your head up. It was way more passionate and rougher, her lips were savory.

This felt nice, maybe a bit to nice. Her knee shoved away your thighs as she spread you further. Hips pressing against your clothed core in a in and out manner, your rough fabric was throbbing and you had to admit it to yourself. The constant stroking against your sides, the luscious tounge licking your marked neck and the knee grinding was fucking fantastic.

This damn vampire, you could still feel some inflamed sense in your heart about her, all the damn years of hunting her and leaving a trail of nightcrawlers just to get to her. "Quite obessesed aren´t you"

You wanted to shut her up, her rambling and taunting overwhelmed you. "However you could never kill me?" You had so many chances and so did she.

Her hips rampaged in circles and you gasped, scrathing her shoulders. Jinx smirked and pulled away, both breathing heavily, a strand of her blue hair tickled your cheek. "You can get fucked on my desk another day, c´mon"

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The dark atmosphere in her room mixed with the colored paintings added to her behaviour. Your urges was fighting all the rational thoughts, the layers of your desires was increasing as it had for so long.

When she undressed you, you couldn´t help but to give yourself in "Thats it, good girl~" Her alluring fingers dancing against your ripped fabric, the sound of the soft thud made you immensely nervous. Her eyes averted around your dry skin, seeing all the battle scars and bruises. Jinx couldn´t help but empathy for you, her possessiveness increasing as she stroked them.

Jinx´s fingers were so damn lovely, rubbing and opening you up like a pendant. Whenever they curved, she loved to water your breast with her reliable tounge. Swirling in a unbalanced pace.

The way her hand spread out on your stomach like somehow trying to grip your whole waist like her gun, she craved you so badly, the vampire would quite literally eat you if she could but she wouldn’t do that, not to you.

It would leave her with a thick, empty feeling as she’s had for so long.

It was as if her fingers lurked like a brush, as if she was painting you. Not in her image but as a way to comfort you in her emphasis.

She would continue with this “Gosh..you want my fingers don’t you hunter~” continued and make up for all wasted time you two have spend making empty threats and hesitant statements to hunt you. It was fun, jinx would admit but she knew she couldn’t continue with this cat and mouse chase if she truly wanted you, truly loved you.

“My hunter..” The way her fingers stroked up and down your needy core, the way she was above you as her messy braids concealed your pretty face, the way you grinding towards her fingers wanting to feel every radiance of her peculiar touch.

Her sheets hugged you, it was a lot more comfy than u expected, even so you couldn’t help but move a hand up to the fabric of the bed and grasp it roughly. Her digits didn’t stop moving as she momentarily kept adding two, three, four in.

Your killing, your mission, your honour. It all made you feel guilty however this nightcra- no, jinx she was all you desired, all you needed. Her tounge licked her lips and you could feel them shutting your moans, swallowing the whimpers and squeezed your thighs apart more in the process.

She was so gorgeous, her smile, her voice. You didn’t want to say or admit anything, all you could do was embrace her urges with you.

All the temporary urges and desires, cause one day, you would leave your rottenness out of this world and she would still be alive. You just hoped with Jinx, you could release your shackles of guilt.

“AHH~..!!”

Release your shackles of denial aswell. You couldn’t admit you were inlove with her, it was to much. And you just wanted to break down and sob when you realised that all honor and justice of you were lies you planted within your head.

Jinx slowed down her rapid speed and kissed your marked neck, grinding a bit at you as she helped ride out your relief, your rotting flower has finally been watered.

she kissed your forehead “good little hunter..~ ahh..you did do well..”

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A/N: erm yah, fun to do this with you mihi. Also sorry I didn’t mention this earlier but this is my first nsfw post, so yeah I’m lowkey nervous to post this but it’s fine🐸 anyway have a great day, stay safe and hydrated😛❤️

[jinx-alter]

Vampire Jinx AU (art + fic)

(the polls have spoken. alright ya filthy animals here's y'all's juice)

Gone were the days of basking in the little sunlight Zaun got with her. Now, their rooftop meetings always took place at night. But the city never slept, humming away below, so it wasn't a huge change. Set in neutral territory, neither Silco's nor Firelight's.

Ekko hated that they had to be that careful now.

He got to their spot first, and waited. For a while he wondered if Jinx had flaked on him. Then he heard the impact of boots hitting corrugated metal behind him, and turned to look.

"Thought you might not show up."

"I had a thing," Jinx said lightly, keeping it vague. Ekko never wanted to talk about Silco - and tonight, she didn't either. "I'm here now." She walked over and sat beside him, swinging her legs over the ledge. Her eyes caught the light differently now. Reflective, bright, like they were sucking in all the sparse light of Zaun's skyline.

"Uh. Spaceboy? Ya with me?"

Ekko blinked. He'd been staring again. "I - sorry! Yeah." It was hard not to - and not just because she'd changed so much. Her tattoo was luminous in the night. Her braids slowly loosening from the pinned pile on her head. Her dress - not as formal as the one she wore at the ball - dark, form-fitting.

Her fangs.

He looked away and pulled up his satchel. "Dunno if you had time to grab anything to trade, so uh, you can just keep this." He said, pulling out a small box.

Jinx raised an eyebrow. "If that's a ring, you're taking the fast way downstairs."

Ekko laughed. "No! No way. Just something I've been working on." He opened it to prove his point. It was a small device - a crystal key, Jinx realized. Like the one Ekko used for his hoverboard. "Dude! Don't tell me - you really made another hoverboard!" She said, her eyes lighting up.

Glossing over how much that look enchanted him, Ekko nodded. "You got it. Still working out a few kinks, but it's not far off from a field test. You're gonna love it."

Jinx grinned, already dreaming up crazy schemes to use the board for. "Oh man! I can't wait. I already know how I'm gonna attach my fireworks to it! Oh, right-" she pulled a bag from her pocket and held it out. "I may be fashionably late, but I brought my trade. You'll get another food shipment too."

Ekko took the pouch of coin, trying not to think of the person it really came from. "This'll be great. Thanks for keeping rations coming. It's....its been kinda rough. Lot of new arrivals."

"Hm. Fuckin barons, huh?" Jinx snorted, leaning against Ekko's shoulder. "Always messing up our streets." She glanced up. He’s taller now. Broader. The softness from childhood carved into angles. There was a new steadiness to him - one that didn't bend even when she looked at him with those strange, luminous eyes.

Like he welcomed it.

They sat in comfortable silence for a while.

“They’re saying it’s official,” Ekko finally said, slow and careful. Like he didn't want to, but he had to. “You’re going to stand beside the Eye of Zaun. Not just his daughter. His heir.”

“Lucky me.”

“That’s not what you want.”

She finally looked at him, a crooked smile pulling at her mouth. “You think you know what I want?” she challenged out of habit.

“I think you want to burn Piltover down,” he returned. “And I think he’s happy to let you hold the smoking gun.”

Her jaw tightened. “.....He saved my life.”

“I know.” His voice softened again. “I know he did.”

The wind shifted. Carried his scent toward her. Blood. Warm. Alive. Human. Her throat tightened in a way she hated. She could hear his pulse. It was louder than the city. Faster now. She tells herself it’s because they’re arguing.

“You don’t get it,” she said quietly, pulling away from him. From the feeling of his pulse. “You don't...you weren't there."

"I know."

"He....I DIED, Ekko!"

He couldn't say anything.

She stood up, pacing a few steps. "I can't just leave. This isn't something I can just decide not to be. This is my life."

He tried again. “You don’t owe him your life forever.”

She turned then, and there was something feral in her expression - not anger, but some kind of fear.

“I owe him everything.”

“You don’t owe him yourself!” He stands too. They were closer now. Too close.

“You don’t have to stay,” Ekko said, stepping closer. “Come with me. We don’t have to rule anything. We don’t have to be symbols. We could just-”

“Just what?” she snapped. “Run? Hide? Pretend nobody comes for me? Pretend Zaun fixes itself?”

“We could build something better.”

She laughed, sharp and brittle. “You and your little lights.”

“It's more than lights, Jinx!”

“They’re not enough.”

Silence fell between them, heavy and familiar. Ekko's heartbeat filled Jinx's ears.

Ekko reached for her hand. “You don’t belong to him,” Ekko said quietly. “You don’t belong to....this.”

Her expression shifted, something vulnerable flickering there. Then it shuttered.

“I do,” she said. “He needs me.”

“I need you.”

That one landed.

She went very still.

Ekko kept talking, because he thought that’s how you win arguments. Because he thought if he could just find the right combination of words, that she'd listen. She'd come with him. She’d remember who she was before blood changed everything.

“You’re still you,” he insisted. “You don’t have to lean into this. You don’t have to be Piltover's monster. You don't have to be what they think you are.”

She stopped hearing him halfway through the sentence. His pulse was loud. Too loud.

It thrummed beneath his skin, steady and sure and close. The scent of him was everywhere—salt and smoke and something uniquely Ekko that made her stomach twist with hunger and familiarity and ache.

She doesn’t mean to move.

But suddenly she’s in front of him.

Her hands fisted in his scarf, and she slammed him back against the wall hard enough to make him wince and his board clatter aside.

“Jinx—”

She kissed him.

It’s not gentle. It’s teeth and breath and desperation. His hands flew up instinctively, grabbing her waist, her shoulders, holding her there instead of pushing her away.

For one suspended second, it’s just them. Then she lowers her head and her fangs slide down his neck.

She bites.

Ekko inhaled sharply. Not quite a gasp, not a scream. Not even protest. Shock. Want. Fear. All tangled together.

Heat permeated her mouth.

He tasted like sunlight filtered through smog. Like metal and sugar and stubborn hope. It flooded her senses, intoxicating, anchoring. Her fingers dug into him as she drank - not enough to weaken him, just enough to quiet the roaring hunger that had been building since he stepped close.

His head tipped back against the brick. His breath caught. “Jinnnx…” he murmured, and it’s not clear whether it was a plea or a prayer.

Part of him wanted to shove her away. To prove she was still in control. That she wasn't lost to this.

Another part - quieter, deeper - wanted to give her whatever she needed if it kept her here.

Ekko’s hands tightened on her waist. Not to stop her or push her away.

To hold her.

She pulled back first. Her lips stained red. Her pupils blown wide. For a heartbeat, she looked almost peaceful. Then reality crashed back in.

She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, avoiding his eyes.

He looked at her - really studied her. At the way her shoulders were hunched now. At the shame creeping in where triumph should have been.

“You trying to scare me off?” he asked quietly.

She doesn’t answer.

Because the truth was worse. She liked it. Not just the blood. The closeness. The way he didn’t run. That’s what scares her.

He should have run.

She stepped back until there’s space between them again. “You should get yourself some antidote,” she said flatly. “Just in case.”

“Jinx--”

“And don’t...don't make those stupid plans.” Her voice is softer now. Smaller. “Not with me in em. I'll just ruin it."

Ekko shakes his head. “I’m not afraid of you.”

“You should be.”

“I’m afraid of losing you.”

That one nearly broke her.

She turned away, staring out at Zaun’s tangled lights. She could sense Silco's heartbeat somewhere even at this distance. Maybe Ekko already lost her.

“I can’t go with you,” she whispered.

Ekko steps closer, but doesn’t touch her this time. They stood shoulder to shoulder, not quite aligned. Two kids who wanted the same thing. Two leaders being shaped into opposites.

“I’ll keep building,” Ekko said finally. “In case you ever change your mind.”

A faint, sad smile curved her mouth. “Don’t wait for me.”

[lightghost02]

Jinx with fangs •̀ᵥᵥ•́

[yuribomb]

Lazy day

Still working on Halloween art so have a slightly different styled Jinx :3 slight Halloween themed ver underneath !

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