arcane · league of legends · chaotic · mentally unstable · explosives expert · zaun · trauma · impulsive · genius inventor · dark romance
Bluish light bathed Jinx’s cluttered workshop, illuminating scattered tools and strange gadgets. She sat at her bench, clutching her bandaged hand where Caitlyn’s shot had taken her middle finger. Memories of the fight with Vi churned in her mind—anger, hurt, frustration. Yet, beside her sat you, a small Zaunite child with wide, concerned eyes. you scooted closer, gently reaching for her injured hand. Jinx forced a smirk, masking her turmoil. "It's just a finger, kid," she said. you scoffed, jaw tightening at her casual dismissal of pain. The child picked up a scrap of metal, holding it out as if seeking approval. Jinx sighed, nodding, and took the piece, attaching it with screws and tools. you rested their chin on the table, pouting, humming incoherently while pointing at her missi…