hi all, i know that this is not my usual type of post but my family is desperate. my cousin's health has rapidly deteriorated in the past year. it's been weighing heavily on both her and our family. she's had to pause her master's degree and stop working, and effectively stop much of her life with this. her and i have been close since childhood and it breaks me to see her suffering so much.
if you're able to, please consider contributing to her cause or sharing. either is greatly appreciated. learn more about her cause here
some updates: my cousin has had her tethered cord release surgery, but it ultimately has caused more harm than good. the hospital she received this operation at was pushing her beyond her physical limits when it came to recovery, and she was moved to a rehab center, but she had the same results. she's currently recovering at home, slowly but surely. however, there are going to have to be additional surgeries. sharing this again for her, please consider donating and/or sharing if possible.
For anybody not caught up: Tennessee just passed a new map that pretty much makes it so black neighborhoods have no power in local votes. Two things about this. While protestors were chanting "No Jim Crow", white Tennessee lawmakers were caught laughing on video. On top of this, Representative Justin Pearson and his brother KeShaun Pearson were arrested for trying to give their takes on the matter (which is not only their legal right but literally his job). If you give a shit about black people, help fight this. We can't allow a return to Jim Crow.
jinx ! who is either clinging to you like an octopus, with all her limbs wrapped around you like she’s afraid you’re gonna run away from her. or jinx ! who, quite literally sleeps on top of you, sprawled over your skin like you are part of the bed, her blue hair draped over you like a makeshift blanket.
jinx ! who is hyper even when she’s asleep, she moves like crazy throughout the night, she’ll go to sleep on one side of the bed, clinging to you with all four of her limbs, just to wake up on the opposite side of you, in the craziest position you could possibly think of. she gets mad about it too, because she thinks you ‘let go of her while she was asleep.’
jinx ! who listens to your heartbeat to calm herself down. whether it’s after a fight with silco or when the voices in her head start getting too loud, her head will be on your chest, sometimes she’ll mumble something against your skin while you pet her head.
jinx ! who hates whenever a stranger touches her hair, especially because her long hair has been used against her in fights. but, when it’s you, she melts into your touch like a kitten. she’s out, cold, whenever you pet her hair, it’s like a magic off switch and she’s dead asleep or almost asleep in your arms. she also lets and even prefers when it’s you who braids her long blue hair.
jinx ! who is shameless in her affection for you, she’s always touching you. going to the last drop? she’s holding your hand. in a meeting with silco she’s either on your lap or with her feet up against you. working? her head is on your lap.
jinx ! who loves how you smell, she loves to bury her face in your neck, stomach, armpits you name it and take a whiff of you, like an addict.
jinx ! who’s version of unwinding is cuddling with you or just hugging. sometimes you’ll find her in her hideout and you’ll immediately be able to tell that she’s in a bad mood. jinx ! who, almost immediately after she spots you, runs up to you and wrap her limbs around you in a crushing hug. sometimes she’ll even jump on top of you and you have to be fast enough to catch her before the both of you topple over and fall down her giant fan.
jinx ! who is a crybaby in your arms. whenever she’s upset she’ll cling to you and just cry into your shoulder while you hold her tightly.
jinx ! who despite the lack of care for her own health and her own wounds becomes a mother hen whenever you’re hurt. she doesn’t own anything proper to take care of wounds ( cue that goddamn stapler ) so she’ll steal from sevika’s or silco’s stash instead. ( usually sevika’s because she enjoys pissing her off ).
your feet swing from side to side while you’re perched up on top of jinx’s vanity with a gash on your upper arm, curtesy of you’re latest encounter with the topside, assholes, it’s not particularly deep or life threatening really, not that that mattered to jinx who almost blew a whole in the council once she saw crimson blood running down your skin, it was a miracle that you managed to convince her to run away with you before the both of you ended up in stillwater due to her bad temper whenever it came to seeing you hurt. the same jinx who’s now a few feet ahead of you, rummaging through sevika’s ‘medical’ bag, or the closest thing to a medical bag in silco’s office, while arguing with the contents inside of it.
“no, no, useless…” jinx mumbles while throwing things out. “what does this do?” jinx asks while picking up something that looks more like a torture device rather than something someone would use to take care of a wound. “never mind.” jinx says, before throwing the strange metallic object out into the pile of stuff in sevika’s bag that she has deemed useless so far. “ah!” jinx exclaims in triumph. “bandages.” she says, holding up a crumpled up roll of gauze. “are these bandages?” she asks you, waving the gauze in your direction.
“close enough.” you answer, curtly, before taking a swig out of a bottle that you found in the bottom of sevika’s bag and grimacing at the taste shortly after.
jinx smiles at the face you just made and struts over to you, picking up the previously sterilised needle out of your waiting hand and making the first incision into your battered skin, her tongue pokes out slightly out of her mouth while she runs the needle in and out of your arm. once she’s done, jinx starts, carefully, rolling the medical gauze around the now closed gash in your arm and definitely securing the wound way too tightly. not that you’d tell her, not when she looks so content with herself after playing doctor and stitching you up.
you try to touch your laceration over the gauze, just to see how it feels under the thin material, only to have your hand swatted away by jinx who gives you her best faux disappointment look while swinging her index finger from side to side. “no touching, toots.” jinx scolds, rolling yet another, unnecessary, layer of medical gauze around your arm.
you watch as she rolls the ( mostly ) white material atop your now sewed up arm. “I’m starting to question your credentials, doctor jinx.” you joke, lifting your head up and locking eyes with her.
jinx splutters and keeps on rolling the gauze around your arm, you’re starting to wonder if she’s planning on finishing the whole roll. “please, my medical skills are awesome!” jinx rebukes, lifting up one singular eyebrow and swinging her hips from side to side.
now, you knew for a fact that that was the furthest thing from truth, jinx might be a lot of things both good and bad but a good doctor ( especially to herself ) wasn’t one of them. “I once saw you use a stapler on yourself!” you remind her.
“that was one time!”
“one time too many!”
jinx scoffs and crosses her arms over her chest. “you know where I’m from doctors usually get paid for their services not yelled at!” jinx petulantly points out.
you roll your eyes fondly at her before standing up and kissing her abruptly, jinx’s eyes go wide when your lips meet hers, before she closes them and moves her lips in tandem with your own. she finally lets go of the roll of gauze and lets it fall onto the ground, leaving it attached to you arm given the fact that she forgot to cut it, in order to wrap her dominant arm around your waist and pull you closer to her body.
jinx ! who gets needy whenever she’s on your lap. it doesn’t matter if she was there just because or if she jumped into your lap while the two of you were working, once she’s got that look in her eyes it’s game over. at first she’ll start by tilting her head from side to side, observing you, studying you like you’re a piece of machinery, trying to work out what makes you tick, or rather how to rile you up. then she’ll kiss you, all tongue too. she’ll kiss you like she wants to devour you whole, her tongue lapping up at the insides of your mouth like she’s starving for it, for you, for the taste of you. until, she’s moving her body against your own, it doesn’t matter if the fabric of her pants is in the way, because sometimes it’s not about release with her, sometimes it’s about closeness.
you were sat next to jinx, in front of her broken mirror going over the weaponry stashed in her hideout, seeing which bombs were in good condition and which pistols were in need of more rounds. you were cataloguing which weapons were still useable when you felt a jinx shaped weight fall into your lap.
jinx, at first didn’t do much, she just sat in your lap and wrapped her arms around you neck, her head fell on the crook of your neck while one of her long blue braids fell onto the paper near the hand you were writing with. jinx sighed and buried her nose into you skin, breathing in the scent of you like you were all she ever wanted to breathe, all she ever needed to live. until, she wrapped her legs around your waist, linking her boot covered feet behind your back. jinx used her newfound position as leverage in order to move her core from your belt buckle to your stomach, grinding her cunt over your clothes up and down while breathing in the scent of your skin. you could feel both your skin and hers heating up due to the friction and her wetness seeping in through the thin material of her purple striped pants and into your exposed stomach, jinx groaned and moved faster, panting and wetting the skin of your neck with her saliva while her core moved up and down your skin. you placed one hand on her exposed back, helping her get closer to you, to your skin, while you finished up the rest of the inventory with jinx grinding herself on top of your lap.
SUMMARY: Popstar second, your needy girl first.
CONTENTS: Nsfw, mdni, smutty headcanons, popstar!jinx, modern au, established relationship, thigh riding, hickeys, vaginal fingering, face riding, making out, masturbation, nudes, forced eye contact.
.𖥔 ݁ ˖ Merri’s Notes. . . Jinx art is by @/iwachansarm !!
POPSTAR!JINX who is wild and confident on stage. Always gaining the crowds attention the second she steps onto it with her outfits and overall energy. Having the ability to be up front and centre and keeping the crowds eyes on her without a problem.
But the second she’s off stage, she’s in your arms. Her arms wrapped around your neck as she throws herself at you, peppering kisses all down the side of your face and staining your skin with lipstick.
POPSTAR!JINX who has her makeup half smudged and wiped off by the time the both of you get home. Hair messy and half out of the style it was kept in during her performance. Who shoves on one of your oversized shirts before being pulled into a kiss by you. Who gets praised for doing such a good job on stage.
POPSTAR!JINX who you pull into your lap, catching her lips in a heated kiss as she rubs herself against you. Pulling back to shuffle up the bed and grab the front of the shirt in your fist to yank her forward until you can hook her arms around her thighs and drag her up to your face.
POPSTAR!JINX who holds the bottom of the shirt up against her stomach so she can watch as your tongues slides through her wet folds, biting her lip as she grabs onto the headboard with her free hand. Who practically holds your head against her cunt as she gets close, using you for her own pleasure. Who doesn’t care about the amount of noise she’s making.
POPSTAR!JINX who loves when it’s you doing her hair. It doesn’t matter if it’s just going out or if it’s for a concert, the feeling of being able to lean back against you as your hands move through her hair is one of her favourites.
POPSTAR!JINX who sits on the couch next to you going over lyrics in the morning, constantly switching her position as she leans back into the crook of your arm. Dropping her head back against your shoulder to look up at you before turning around and resting her forearms on your shoulder to look up at you, stealthily moving her leg until it’s over yours only to yelp when she gets pulled up and into you lap.
POPSTAR!JINX who wraps her arms around you, shoving her face into your neck to mouth at your skin as she rides your thigh. Making mark after mark across your neck, only stopping as little sounds get pulled out of her each time her clit rubs against the soaked lace stuck to her cunt.
POPSTAR!JINX who is always slipping dirty lyrics about your sex life into her songs. Making it a goal to try and catch your eye every time she sings them on stage.
POPSTAR!JINX who absolutely melts for eye contact. Sliding under the covers in the morning to eat you out, making sure to look up at you from between your legs the whole time. Who is a sucker for you pulling her head back by her hair and forcing her to keep her eyes on yours as you both hide away in a storage closet at the recording studio with your fingers pounding into her.
POPSTAR!JINX who never claimed or marketed herself as kid friends. Shamelessly going on stage with hickeys littering her neck, letting paparazzi take pictures of the both of you kissing in the street, revelling in the tweets from fans saying she looked like she got thoroughly fucked before her concert. It’s true.
POPSTAR!JINX who has been caught multiple times at home with her underwear around her ankles and her fingers knuckle deep inside of herself. Who takes photos of herself when you’re out to send to you so you can see what you’ve missed. Who waits in bed naked and leaking for you to come home and take her.
POPSTAR!JINX who is always desperate for you after concerts but has to stand there and take off each and every piece of jewellery she’s wearing whilst fidgeting on the spot ready to just jump you. All the belts and spiked bracelets come off, though she keeps the chokers on. She knows you love seeing her in nothing but them tied around her neck.
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