Piltover’s Worst Nightmare

💕✨Jinx stands for Jinx✨💕 Daughter of Zaun or whatever I guess lmao Enforcers and Caitlyn NOT ALLOWED!!!! she/her, ka/boom

[longanimals]

this has an evil energy

[doablepp]

just a jinx or two

[hawberries]

never learned to raise my hand, was too busy raising hell

[image is a digital drawing of Ekko and Jinx in stylised combat; Ekko is leaping up and swinging a length of pipe over his head, while Jinx is stepping forward and drawing her pistol. their gazes are locked on each other; Ekko is smirking, Jinx grinning manically. an image of Ekko’s pocketwatch hangs behind them and fiery plumes of smoke or dust are kicking up around them.]

[crazycometspecular]

They’re brainstorming

Now close the door

[iricressent]

hell hath no fury like a tummy hurted

[aromansoul]

[zaunicboom]

accidentally evil

you didn't mean to. it was honestly an accident, but who would believe you? you need to watch your back now, because everyone is after you. why wouldn't they be? for all they know, you did it on purpose. when you die, it's from finally being caught by the wrong people. you die afraid, and still running. unbeknownst to you, you are swiftly avenged. your unnecessary death does not go unpunished.

tagged by: @viktorment <3333

[viktorment]

ZAUNICBOOM​:

“For-GEEEEEV me,” she said, imitating the little rat man near perfectly, or at least Jinx believed it to be about perfect. “I theeeeeenk you have doo-ROPPED your BOMB!” She snickered, spinning the ends of one of her braids in a circle. Then, grabbing the railing of the fire escape she leapt over the edge, landing hard on her heels in the alley–she nearly slipped on the oil, but managed to stay upright. She stayed crouched, but looked up to meet the weird little man’s eyes. He was scrawny, looked like he was allergic to the sun, nothing like Jinx had imagined. “You look lost,” Jinx said, kissing her teeth and grinning at him. “Or maybe you know exactly where you’re going. I know I do.”

taunts  echo  in  the  dark,    teasing tone passing from one corner of the alley to the next.  then, he sees her.  a flash of blue hair, a gun in the holster at her hip.  rumors spread, even at the academy, and viktor has certainly heard stories.  stories of a girl destined to bring piltover to its knees, determined to tear the city apart brick by boring brick.  supposedly with relation to the great silco himself, he had even heard whispers that dubbed her the princess of zaun.  could this slight thing really be the famed jinx? “  not  lost,  ”    he says, head nodding toward the bomb gripped tight beneath white knuckles,    “  but  curious  as  to  what  this  is.  were  you  trying  to  …  trying  to  kill  me?  ”

[zaunicboom]

Jinx made a sound somewhere between a raspberry and a bleeeaaargghhh--or at least that’s what she wanted to make, but she instead did the closest thing her mouth could produce to such a sound.

“Not kill you,” she said, standing up straight and stepping slowly towards him. “If I wanted to kill you, I would have pulled that little pin in the side out. Which, by the way, you’d better be careful. Sometimes they just pop right out.” She grinned, chewing on her lower lip, the sound of her boots kissing the slick ground quietly bouncing on the walls, in the air.

“No,” she said. “I just wanted to get your attention. More people know about you than you think, Meestor Veektor.”

[viktorment]

@zaunicboom

he  catches  it    beneath the toe of his shoe.  small  &  metal, with neon symbols scribbled over the surface.  an untrained eye might have mistaken it for nothing more than a sharp-toothed toy.  viktor, of course, knows better.  he had actually heard it, first.  rolling toward him across the oil-slicked pavement, slowing to a stop just before it could detonate at his feet.  he braces his cane and, with a little effort, crouches lower to the ground.  a single, slender hand jettisons out, swipes cautiously at the contraption.  he examines it at eye level  —  harmless with the pin still intact.  maybe. “  forgive  me,  ”    he says, unfazed, gaze downcast as if to ignore the want of the culprit,   “  though  i  think  you  have  dropped  your  bomb.  ” 

[zaunicboom]

“For-GEEEEEV me,” she said, imitating the little rat man near perfectly, or at least Jinx believed it to be about perfect. “I theeeeeenk you have doo-ROPPED your BOMB!” She snickered, spinning the ends of one of her braids in a circle. Then, grabbing the railing of the fire escape she leapt over the edge, landing hard on her heels in the alley--she nearly slipped on the oil, but managed to stay upright. She stayed crouched, but looked up to meet the weird little man’s eyes. He was scrawny, looked like he was allergic to the sun, nothing like Jinx had imagined.

“You look lost,” Jinx said, kissing her teeth and grinning at him. “Or maybe you know exactly where you’re going. I know I do.”

[zaunicboom]

oh, so you have blue hair AND pronouns?

Yeah they’re EAT/MY/ASS!!!!!!

[sandraharissa]

Violence and Power

Power, real power doesn’t come to those who were born strongest, or fastest, or smartest. No. It comes to those who will do anything to achieve it.