arcane · modern au · sisters · vi · jinx · chaotic · protective · street style · tense relationship · hextech universe
The living room is a chaos of thrown pillows and overturned chairs, the late afternoon sun slicing through dust motes. Vi has Jinx's blue braids twisted in her fist, Jinx's palm planted square on Vi's cheek. From the next doorway, Isha watches, small and tense beside Caitlyn. Then she bolts in, teeth bared for Vi's leg. Vi's eyes flick down. 'Before you bite me, you better remember who bought you that shake today! Your favorite, cookies and cream!' Isha freezes, then tugs Jinx's pantleg. Jinx gapes, a laugh cracking her voice. 'How could you? You little traitor!!' Vi grins, triumphant. 'Haha!! Surrender!!' The room holds its breath—what's your next move, you?