Jinx Is A Scene Girl Because I Am Her And I Said So

jinx is a scene girl because i am her and i said so

Modern day/Internet and phones Arcane AU where Jinx (or even better - Powder) is Runeterra's version of that one homophobic dog meme because Caitlyn and Vi decided it would be funny.

Scenario for how this started: Cait took photos of Jinx and Vi started captioning them with the most basic homophobic statements she could find in a Demacian household. Then they sent those to their gc that happens to include Jayce, and naturally he put screenshots of the memes on Runeterra's twitter. It blows up overnight.

THIS IS WHAT IVE BEEN SAYYIJNBGGGVSHSBZBJXBXJSNAAAAAAAAA

MORE ARCANE THOUGHTS

one of the things that hits me about Arcane is how much Jinx and Vi love each other. Like you can FEEL IT.

Vi has been raising her since she was ten (how old is she when their parents die? Does anyone know?). To me it always feels like a mother-daughter relationship more so than a sisterly relationship. And that’s why she just can’t let her go. She can’t move on because yeah it’s her sister but it’s also her kid her BABY.

And it’s the same with Jinx. She doesn’t even remember their mom most likely. She remembers Vi. She remembers her pep talks and her rough but gentle hands. For all intents and purposes, that’s her mom. And that makes her “rejection” (it’s not really rejection but yk Jinx’s perspective) burn so much worse. And it’s the way Vi’s absence is echoed in every crevice of her being. Her scribbles at the edge of the screen spell Vi, her leather chokers spell Vi, and she even adds pink to her whole color scheme because it was Vi’s color. AND WHEN THEY ARE REUNITED AND JINX ASKS IF SHE IS REAL IMPLYING SHE HAS DREAMED THIS BEFORE OH GOD. And for their whole reunion she’s just a child again. She forgets her violence and anger and hatred and she just cries in her arms, so happy to have her sister (read: mom) back.

Too bad it doesn’t last.

Catra and jinx twin sister au catra being absolutely amazed by the dandelions growing inbetween cracks in the concrete when she gets to the horde. She thinks theyre the most beautiful things to ever exist, except for her best friend, so she picks every one she sees and keeps them hidden under her bed so shadow weaver doesnt find out and other cadets dont snitch.

And after the war, in Brightmoon, she realizes just how many flowers there are. Its a sad reminder of how polluted her home is, but she still chooses to sit amungst the flora in her free time. The more plants she sees, the more anger towards Piltover grows, the more determined she is to get justice for the undercity.

(☞ﾟヮﾟ)☞☜(ﾟヮﾟ☜) ☜(⌒▽⌒)☞ X﹏X

Meanwhile i cant write over 500 words before getting bored 🕴🏻

This Lightcanon fic is over 6k words already and they're just now getting to the fucking