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Mystery Work
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This is part of an ongoing challenge and will be revealed soon!
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half court press by tessi_writes
Fandoms: Arcane: League of Legends (Cartoon 2021), League of Legends
10 Apr 2025
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ekko looks at her— really looks at her, like he could pick out every artery and every vein spurring the mechanism of her inner framework by name, if she asked him to.
stares, until she can see the tremble in his hands; the way his lashes clump together at the edges, like he still wants to cry. the damn-near unbearable warmth of him— of ekko, ekko, ekko, all tangled up in the mess of her, of jinx; fingers curling against her with the kind of selfishness that makes her think he was never going to learn his lesson.
one, two. one, two.
and then he kisses her.
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my roommate (f24) is trying to blue ball me (m25) to death by hungryistrying
Fandoms: Arcane: League of Legends (Cartoon 2021)
13 Jun 2022
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Jinx's head whirled back in Ekko's direction and she glared at him. "Oh, so I'm not sexy?"
After contemplating ditching them all and driving home by himself, he decided against it and deadpanned, "I literally didn't say anything."
"Your silence speaks volumes," she scoffed.
Jinx is his best friend and roommate, and he's been in love with her for as long as he can remember. That aside, she's also determined to put Ekko in an early grave.
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Jinx had been obsessed with True Damage since their debut—since the very first beat dropped and the world shifted beneath her feet. Their music wasn’t just something she listened to; it was something she felt in her bones, a pulse that synced with her own chaotic rhythm. She’d spent hours dissecting every verse, every note, breaking down the layers of their sound like it was a code only she could crack. Her mind was a kaleidoscope of edits, remixes, and freestyle riffs inspired by their raw, untamed energy.
For years, they had been her muse—fueling her creativity, driving her to push herself harder, to be better. She poured everything into her work, channeling her obsession into something that felt almost sacred. But never, not even in her wildest dreams, did it ever occur to her that the obsession could be mutual.
It was impossible. Ridiculous. A fantasy she wouldn’t even let herself entertain.
But now...