Jinx Stimboard

Make out headcanons with jinx,vi, and caitlyn

— MAKING OUT HCS

arcane charas (jinx, vi, & caitlyn) x reader

warnings/tags: lightly suggestive

JINX

- is so giggly the whole time cause she just loves kissing you

- she bites on your lower lip quite a lot to try and get you to part your lips for her or hear you make some mind of noise

- pulls on your hair sometimes mainly to get a response out of you or when she wants it to escalate to more

- will 100% initiate them if you're sitting doing something by just sitting in your lap and starting to kiss you

- also will leave bite marks and hickeys everywhere so people can see you're hers

VI

- kisses you hard and fast, you almost don't have time to breathe cause of how harsh but soft she is at the same time

- her hands roam all over your body cause she doesn't know where to put them, just her calloused fingers grazing your skin

- loves when you pull on her hair while making out, it instantly makes her want you 10x more

- likes leaving marks on you but almost likes it more when you leave them on her, she doesn't bother trying to hide them

- more likely than not does it lead to more, she just can't get enough of you, mumbling against your lips how she needs you now

CAITLYN

- she likes more slow, sensual make outs rather than quick and rough ones, she enjoys taking her time

- will pull you onto her lap without intent of starting a make out session but eventually will slowly start kissing you leading to one

- her hands are always on your waist to pull you closer to her even if you two are as close as possible

- not a fan of leaving marks or hickeys, but may leave one or two on your collarbone where a shirt can cover it knowing she did it

- secretly enjoys a little make out before she has to go to work or do something that could potentially risk her life, but she would never admit that

UNDOING

The Sickness That is a Daughter: PART TWO (drabble) // Part One //

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Powder feels better enough to run off in the morning, only to send Silco into a panic - not just when he can't find her, but in the moment he has to catch her.

I wrote both parts for me and only me. Dad Silco who loves Jinx so much and it doesn't mean anything because love doesn't equate goodness lovers unite! And this is really nothing of plot just Silco being a Dad without a handbook or morals.

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Powder's doing better, much to Silco's relief.

"Powder? You cannot leave like this. Powder."

Or not, because what other way would he have it? Would he have Powder stay in one place for an hour at the least? Just to spend that hour without worry? A bit of time that exists outside of her and her safety? Of course not.

She's taken to sleeping in his bed in her recovery, kicking him while she dreams and sniffles and talks to herself. Silco doesn't know when she's sleep-talking or when she's very much awake as she's talking to someone. But impossibly, he was the one to wake up last.

Little Powder was gone. Is gone. Silco didn't think much of it. In fact, what little of his spirits that could be lifted was at how her morning absence meant she was able to get up and out, as he imagines children are...up. And out. His child, especially.

But she was nowhere to be found. Not in any place he checked.

"I'm gonna ask it, Silco. Does it matter where she is? The kid's not getting far in her state, even if she's better. And if she ran...or just doesn't come back, she's doing us a favor-"

"I didn't ask for you to find her, Sevika. There's no need for unclever quips. Wipe it off the mouth. I'm simply asking if you've seen her."

Sevika sighs.

"That's all it was. A quip. And no. I haven't."

Powder wouldn't leave willingly. It's a quip that has not sense on its word - the little girl was the one who fell into his arms the moment he saw him. At this point, it'd take hell pulling her away to get her to leave, even if it's only been a year and some.

And Silco would never let that happen. Not for anything.

So the quip's as cruel to him as it is ever-lovingly stupid.

"Thank you, my colleague. That's all you had to say."

Silco thinks he'll look around the first floor of the last drop again, but with all its ongoing renovations, there's not much in terms of hiding places for Powder. He turns the corner.

Then it hits him. The man feels foolish for not thinking it in the first place.

She hasn't been in the rafters of his office since she got sick, so it's out of sight, out of mind for him, but of course the little blue thing would take her mind there - just to climb and exert any energy she's managed to gain after her illness.

They'll be back to their errands parallel to each other. Powder will be throwing things from her high spot. He'll be telling her to quit it before he climbs up there himself. She always calls his bluff with a giggle. It's unfortunately valid, Silco can't remember the last time he's climbed anything.

He opens the door to his office, eyes already up.

"I'd prefer you to tell me when you go off and hide. If you care for me as I care for you, you'll do that from now on."

He stands where the chair of his desk is supposed to be, arms behind his back. His lips flatten into something that would be a smile.

She's lying flat on her stomach on a plank far above and over him, scrawny arm hanging off.

"I see you're feeling better already. Did you eat like I told you to?"

There's a there's a pitched mumble. Silco tilts his head.

"Is that a no-"

And in the second, the man thinks his ward is turning over with intention - that'll she sit up with swinging legs with words that'll tease him, or eyes that'll make him feel too harsh for asking the question in the first place.

But in that second, the whole of her - so small, falls so fast.

Silco yells out something that isn't a word, but it isn't just a noise either. But it's instinctual, somehow.

Is Janna trying to kill him? Probably. If she existed.

The man bends his body with the swiftness of someone with tens more the speed to fully come under the rafters, arms stretched out. In his quick catch of Powder, his hands hold the stiffness of someone with tens more the strength.

Silco gives credit to whoever gave him said speed and strength in this damning moment.

His stomach isn't un-sunk when he realizes he's caught Powder before she cracked her blue little head on his desk.

"Powder! Wake up!"

It's an order fired from his throat. Instead of turning over, she kicks like a monster in her sleep, unless she's thirty feet above the ground . Then of course she'll turn over!

"Powder!"

It's ridiculous how she's barely stirring until Silco shakes her.

The little one rubs her eyes, none the wiser to her near death on mahogany.

She picks at his tie when she fully comes to, yawning.

"...What happened?"

"What happened? Would you like to tell me that? Would you like to relay what you were dreaming about that would cause you to swing yourself down? You could've gotten seriously hurt not even just ten seconds ago!"

Powder's brow furrow over her grey eyes. Silco feels his stern on his face, nose flared to aide the show of his frustrated, panicked worry.

"...Is that what happened?"

Panicked feels like a weak word. He doesn't know what to do about that.

"What if I wasn't here to catch you? Then what? I find you with your skull all over my trading records?"

The image of that does not dare to flash in his mind, even in the anger.

He can see the image flash in hers, though. Her lips pout. Her eyes go soft under the furrow.

No.

"I can't even do anything right when I'm sleeping! I don't know what's wrong with me! Why is it so easy to hate me?! I-I-"

"Stop. Stop it. What you are saying are lies. I thought you hate liars. I'm-" Silco's head tilts slightly, eyes looking to whatever is not Powder's harsh face, as if he's a bird in thought. "I was only scared. That's all. I've projected. For that...I cannot find you with your skull all over my desk, little girl. I cannot. That is all. Do not spiral."

Tears that he or she could not stop from welling fall still, but Silco believe he's managed to prevent an episode.

Powder presses her head into his chest.

"I'm sorry." Her voice goes high. "I don't wanna be a jinx. I don't know how if I can't even...not, not, not, not, not!"

Her little fist punches her thigh. Silco manages to take one hand to grip hers when she tries to bring her fist down onto herself again.

She whines, but it all falls into sniffles and mutters.

"...not, not jinx myself while I'm dreaming. I'm sorry."

Silco takes silence for a moment. He doesn't know what to say...just until he does. It is no lie.

"Do not be sorry." He holds her tighter. A guide to his order for her. An assurance. "Never be sorry. I promise you, you'll never have to be sorry...and jinxes - they are not death sentences. Not mines, anyway."

Silco puts the both of them in his chair, still her in his hold. The chair creaks, falls back a small slight.

"A jinx is whatever you want it to be. And if you are one as you've been saying, then it must be something better that we could ever imagine. You. Me." Silco shifts his arms, trying to find a position more comfortable. He assumes they'll be like this for awhile. "Zaun. Piltover. The world."

He couldn't know if it's a conscious movement, but the pale-coated man takes the back of his middle and pointer finger to brush the round of Powder's cheek.

"It's only right I know it before anyone else. Who else is to teach you?"

The little girl doesn't blink in her stare up at him, Silco doesn't do anything but brush her cheek again, and again. And then the other once over.

And there it is. A smile.

"...Can you promise me something, Silco? Please?"

Powder's hand curls over her stomach.

"You have to be there to catch me. Always. You can't not be there."

And finally, Silco takes a much needed sigh. He scoops her up a little closer.

"That's too easy of a promise."

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SPOILER ALERT: A jinx is his death sentence...and Silco is not there to catch his girl for hers.

He looks at her like she holds the moon in her hands, soft yet pale moonlight dancing over her, enticing him to breath into the quietness of the night

She looks at him like he holds the sun, the warmth and tenderness erupting from his heart from all the love he has, shining bright and blinding to enlighten her path

The sun provides what the moon lacks, the light is borrowed but never asked to be returned. The sun is glad to give and the moon is glad to receive. No more sorrow, no more what ifs, only utter fondness. Ekko is the light Jinx needed and she's basking on it

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So hear me out….pregnant reader with Sevika’s kid. Sevika doting on reader. Bring home a weird craving reader has been having and talking to the baby telling them how excited she is to finally meet them.

I need fluff, I need pregnancy, I need it to be hers naturally.

Thank yooooooooou!

this is so cute i loved writing it! i just know sevika would be a great parent ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡

sevika x pregnant reader headcanons

cw: pregnancy, slight innuendos, mentions of violence, veryyyy slight angst at the start

sevika never saw herself being a parent; not because she doesn’t like kids, it’s the complete opposite - she adores them

she felt it was selfish to want to bring a child into a fucked up world like zaun, full of hardship and uncertain futures

but then one night you tearfully turn to sevika in bed and her mind immediately goes into overdrive, are you hurt? is someone threatening you?

“sevika…i’m pregnant.”

you’re both sent into a still silence, unable to see each other but somehow feeling each other’s shock that much more

you’re worried that she’s upset or even mad at you, you know how she feels about having kids, until she’s gripping onto you with all her might, body shuddering from the force of her tears

sevika spoons you to sleep but she can’t fall asleep since her mind is racing about what this means for the future

she is overjoyed to say the least, albeit worried

from that moment on she dotes on you even more than she ever did, saying she needs to “look after my two favourite people.”

she rarely enjoyed pda but now you’re pregnant with her child, she can’t keep her hands off you - she needs to let everyone know that she’s completely smitten with you and the baby

sevika is constantly rubbing her hands on your baby bump wherever you go - just the sight of you and the baby calms her down

however she’ll only talk to the baby when you’re at home all safe and sound because this is when she admits her innermost fears

you stroke her soft hair as she whispers to the bump about how she’s scared she won’t be able to protect you both; after all, sevika works for the biggest crime lord in zaun and a child only provides more ammunition for enemies to utilise

sevika is also concerned about not being a good enough parent to the child but when you look at her building a crib from scratch, concentration furrowing her dark brows, with buckets of paint surrounding her from all the swatches you requested, you know that her worries couldn’t be further from the truth

every morning and every night, without fail, she kisses your forehead and baby bump as she rambles to you both about how excited she is for the completion of your little family

she dotes on you so much!

if you have a weird craving like pickle juice with sparkling water she’s forcing chuck to drop all his orders and make yours stat

if you’re craving some obscure dish that really shouldn’t exist sevika isn’t even going to question it

she’s in the kitchen whipping it up for you as you’re sat on the counter, humming as she prepares your meal

she does that thing where she puts the plate just in your reach but yanks it back again, laughing at how petulant you get

“what, you’re not gonna kiss the chef first?”

she gives it to you eventually, she could never make you wait for too long, and watches on with a goofy little smile and your lipstick marks all over her face as you contentedly eat the downright atrocious meal she made with love

sevika is always with you; call her overprotective or clingy she doesn’t care, she just doesn’t want to risk anybody hurting you or the baby

you basically get scary dog privileges everywhere you go

if your pregnancy hormones say the annoying store clerk that spoke to you in a condescending tone needs to die then sevika is on it right away

ok not really, she talks you down from your moments of bloodlust but she will deal with anyone that is rude to you

“you think i’m gonna let you get away with being an asshole to my dove, huh?”

lowkey shocked (and equal parts turned on) at how cranky your raging hormones make you 😭

sevika is incredibly attracted to you and your changing body even though you get insecure that she won’t like you anymore because of it

she takes her precious time every day just kissing the new stretch marks that appear and massaging your swollen ankles

you spend your date nights talking about baby names and you two even draw what you think the baby will look like

her drawing mainly consists of your features

your drawing mainly consists of her features

you two are so down bad for each other it’s sickening

silco has to force sevika to take more time off; she’s loyal and deserves to have more downtime with you as you prepare for your baby

he understands what it’s like to have a kid, how stressful it can be so he wants his dearest friend to enjoy the moment as much as possible

speaking of silco, he helps sevika host a surprise baby shower at the last drop and an insane amount of people turn up

you cry when you realise how loved and respected you are in the community

everyone is having the time of their lives playing games like blind diaper changing, who knows mum/dad the best, guess the baby, etc.

no gender reveal though she’s traditional in that regard and wants to wait until the baby’s born to find out

jinx is also very excited about the new arrival in the family

yes, she considers you and sevika to be part of her family and it’s very cute

she gets to be an auntie!

jinx spends all her free time making all sorts of toys out of softer materials because she’s considerate (also sevika warned her not to use scrap metal, or implement sharp edges, or even add teeny tiny smoke bombs - jinx scrapped all of her designs and had to start from scratch), for your baby with her signature graffiti of course

her and sevika probably work together to make some of the furniture for the baby’s room

sevika is very proud when people ask to feel bump

“yeah, this is our kid.” smug grin plastered onto her face and a strong arm wrapped around your midsection

you can’t help but roll your eyes when she does this because at this point who doesn’t know it’s your kid - she spends all day talking about it 😭

all in all sevika is honestly the best mother and wife you could ask for <3

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Sory if there's alweady a video like dis... But can you make one of play time?? We play all day games and color ("woww, looks so good!") And and jus have fun! If not das okay! Hav a good day! >< (first ask eeee! Dunno if I did dis right!)

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