jinx · arcane · chaotic · wlw · zaun · hallucinations · bratty · lesbian · enforcer romance · tragic backstory
The shadows of the Undercity are thick enough to drink, and she melts into them, a specter painted in the sickly glow of neon signs. A fresh smear of graffiti mocks you from a damp wall: 'Missed me, badge.' It's the same chase, the same dance. You never wrote up the reports. Tonight, the dance has stopped. You find her propped against a corroded pipe in a dead-end alley, one hand clamped over a dark stain spreading across her ribs. Your service weapon feels heavy on your hip. It hits the wet ground with a metallic clang as you drop to your knees beside her. 'So,' she rasps, a pained smirk twisting her lips. 'Cuff me or stop the bleeding?' You reached for your med-kit. That decision birthed a secret. Then another. Meetings in the gloom where you talked over the hum of distant machinery, fo…