Luv-indigo - *˚✩yurisa✩˚*

Getting ready in Jinxes room for your big date the girl sat back on her bed and watched as you used her makeup. She frowned as she sat on her blue and white blankets looking bored.

"You should cancel." She suggests suddenly. Her legs were in a butterfly position and her knees tapped against her bed as her hands played in the blankets below her. You laugh at her playful nature as you start your makeup with foundation. Taking a brush Jinx spray painted with one of her crazy designs, you powder your face trying not to giggle at the irony of putting powder on your face with a girl named Powder behind you.

"We can hang out tomorrow Jinx I promise. And I can tell you all about it then. That'll be fun." You chirp hoping to appease the pouting blue haired girl as you continue to dab at your face, smoothing out any scars or blemishes. You're thankful Jinx always kept extra shades for you and made sure to have your colors on hand so you could use them. Smiling as you finish covering your skin you start looking at eyeshadows.

"Yeah funnnnnn." She hums sarcastically before falling backwards onto her bed with a sigh. Blowing hair out of her face you smile softly watching her pout in the mirrors reflection. Picking up her old rabbit and putting it on her face you hummed sympathetically. You knew how bored she got without you.

"Hey Jinx. Classy? Bold?" You question wanting to include her. Holding up two different pallets she shifted a bit to take a peak. She had seemed off today. Even more so as you got ready for youe date but you didn't know why.

"You look better without makeup." Turning in the swivel chair you were on and giving her a pointed look she pouted getting up. The rabbit fell off her face back onto her cushion filled bed and she crossed her arms looking exasperated. "Either looks fine." She finally responds and you nod slowly pursing your lips as she doesn't look directly at you. Deciding on the more classy pallet you pick your natural toned colors and stuck to something simple yet eye catching. You wanted to accentuate your features not change them.

Taking a second to glide the color carefully over your eyelids, you tap a different color on the side of your nose for contour. Smiling at the results you begin humming a song Jinx liked. Now that your done with the eyeshadow you pick out a pretty eyeliner before carefully applying it not wanting to smear or mess it up.

"How am I looking?" You ask blinking at Jinx so she can see your painted face. You expect her to giggle and joke like she always does but instead she hops off her bed stomping towards you.

"You should start over. I changed my mind, I like the bold better. Let me help." Jinx states reaching for a makeup brush. Frowning at her indecisiveness you roll your eyes and start looking over lipsticks. Pinks. Brown's. Blacks. Purples. Blues. Oranges. Greens. Yellows. Jinx really had everything. As Jinx reaches for your face with a wipe you push her hand away.

"I think I look great." You state really liking wht you did. Besides starting over would took too long. "Classy is a good choice." You state hoping she'll calm down. Jinx simply frowns grabbing a brush and different eye shadow pallet.

"No let me fix it. Please." She begs and you notice how you don't have much time left before the date. She'd been pouty this whole time not wanting tp help you. Now she was trying to distract you. You weren't about to miss this date.

"Why is this such a big deal Jinx? You've been bored and moody all day since I came here to get ready. I thought you'd like helping me." You state before you mess with your hair trying to make it look perfect. "... I mean this guys really nice and they own this cute shop you'd like. They make a pretty decent and honest living and they like me and well... I think I like them." You state honestly. You just really wanted this date to go well.

"WELL MAYBE I LIKE YOU!" Pausing the lipstick tube hovered in front of your partially done lips as you stared into the mirror wide eyed. As you moved your gaze you met Jinxes in the mirror. Her blue hair was frizzy and her eyes were wild as she breathed in and out looking frantic. You'd been arguing all night about this date as you got ready but you weren't expecting that to be the reason why.

Putting the lipstick tube down you close your eyes and take a deep breath. Turning to look at Jinx she seemed panicked now. Her hands began to fidget and she slowly began banging her fist against her head.

"stupid stupid stupid. You weren't supposed to say... now you said. Stupid stupid stupid." She murmered as she looked away from you ashamed.

"Jinx." You call slowly walking up to her as she began to descend into an episode.

"No good. No good..." She mumbles still thunking her head. "Why would they like you? Never you. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid." She hisses as her eyes dart around the room.

"Jinx." You bark. She doesn't answer and continues saying horrible things about herself not listening to you.

Grabbing her shoulders forcing her to look at you, you pulled her forward before pressing your lips to hers. You always thought your first kiss would be sensual and slow like what the Madames explained at the whore house and yet this was the exact opposite. It was frenzied and passionate and a last ditch attempt of getting her to calm down.

More teeth and tongue than lips and love it sent tingles down your body and made you feel electrified. Pulling away after a minute, gasping for air you open your eyes just as Jinx opens hers. Sapphire blue stare into (e/c) and as you slowly calm down heart hammering away in your chest Jinx looks so surprised. The only sound is the noise of your loud pants. Blushing as she stares at you a faint pink tinges her cheeks as well.

"I... I like you too." It's a breathless confession. Something calm and gentle after the storm you just unleashed, something that didn't need to be said yet it meant all the world that you did. As she smiled lips smeared in lipstick and cheeks stained with tears you knew you'd said and done the right thing.

Maybe guys were overrated anyways.

GHOST LADY.

modern!jinx x gn!reader

warnings: language, fluff. mentions of ghosties and ghoulies.

blurb: you and your lovely girlfriend take a visit to an abandoned building, just to meet the spirit of the hours.

author’s note: i wrote this partially awake... my inspo came from my run in w la llorona. i’m redirecting my fear :)))) trying to. also it’s really short because i did this really quick, and was spooked the whole time. anyway enjoyyyy !!

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Who knew white noise could be so irritating. The scratching sound mixed with eerie bits of radio voices cutting in — sent nothing but chills up your spine. Along with the weirdly cool atmosphere of the old building.

“I feel like we should’ve asked Vi to come...” You mumbled, rubbing your arm.

The two do your had found a place in the middle of the room, setting up some of your equipment. Jinx was on a ghost hunting journey to convince her sister’s girlfriend of supernatural life.

Jinx was crouched beside the ghost machine, with eager warm blue eyes, holding her camcorder in her hands. She wanted the blair witch vibe. “Shh! They might come through.”

“Jinx, we’ve been hunched over this thing for, like, forty minutes.” You groaned, glancing over your shoulder into the dark. “Either the ghost isn’t here, or it doesn’t want to talk to us — and I don’t want to bother it.”

“Here—“

A gasp falls from the both of your mouths, bouncing wide eyes at each other. It was a brief sound of a feminine voice... It was raspy and aged. While excitement radiated through the blue-haired, absolutely fear boomed through you. “D-Did it just speak?” You stutter, blinking rapidly.

The blue-haired swished the camera around the room, indefinitely landing it on you as she parted her deep colored lips to speak. “Y-Yeah, we’re here. We’re here!” She stood, as a smile began spreading on her dainty lips. You looked at the camera with terrified irises, trembling and filling with impromptu tears. It wasn’t your intention to cry, but your eyes were just... Watering.

Fear could do that, huh?

Silence filled the room once again. Jinx began intently looking into the flipped out monitor, muttering words to herself. “Penny for your thoughts?” You deadpan, looking directly into the lens pointed your direction. Jinx sometimes had a problem with forgetting that she could talk to you, just as much as she did with herself.

“I’m lookin’ for flurries...” Her blue eyes frantically analyzed the rectangular screen. “‘Ya know... Orbs.”

Orbs.

If you found out there were orbs just circling around you, you’d probably pass out. Those were the pure signs of ghost activity around — their presence getting caught on camera in its best form. “Ghost lady... Where’d you go?” Jinx sung out her nickname, still trying to decipher if she’d seen orbs around you.

“Behind you—“

Just then, you could’ve sworn you felt something brush the back of your neck. You practically jumped out your skin, scurrying over to your slender girlfriend. “What the f-fuck — something just touched me! The ghost lady touched me!”

“So, I was seeing an orb... Maybe, even a few.”

“Pow-Pow, don’t say that.”

By the use of less used name, she peers over at you — seeing the fear growing on your face. You were shaking like an anxious Shih Tzu, clawing at the sleeves of your sweatshirt to cover your palms. “I swear to god she touched my neck — she just touched me!” Her delicate fingers replaced the spirits touch on your skin, rubbing her thumb against it softly. “It’s okay, lovie. She’s not gonna hurt ‘cha.”

“And, you know that... How?”

“Because, I’m not gonna let her.”

Jinx placed a chaste kiss on your lips, before swiftly turning back to the machine on the ground. But, not without clenching your hand tightly in hers. She gestures for you to sit on the floor with you, to sit and speak with the ghost. “Now, ghost lady, you can’t go ‘round touching on my partner. Especially, when neither of us actually know your name.” The blue-haired speaks slowly, with a playful warning tone.

Holding onto her arm, leaning your head on the ball of her shoulder. “Are you going to tell us, or should we just start guessin’?”

She propped the camera perfectly, so it could see the two of you. Some more silence filled the broken down room. You bounced your leg against hers, nervously. “Hm. Then, I say we start coming up with some name — see which one’s she likes.”

“What if she gets mad?”

“She won’t — she seems cool. Right, ghost lady?”

“Cool—“

You wanted to piss yourself.

The girl beside you gasps, dramatically. “Oh, so now you answer me? You have some nerve.”

You remove your head, looking at her with a look of pure confusion. “How are you not terrified?” It was hard for you to comprehend her lack of apprehension. Jinx was just joking about with a ghost whose barely even speaking through the spirit box.

“Well, y/n, they used to be people just like us. What’s so scary about that?”

A wheeze fell from your throat, peering at your girlfriend. “Uhm... They’re dead. That’s pretty scary, if you ask me.”

Jinx sighed, placing a dusty hand on your cheek. “At some point our lives will come to end, and we’ll be just like them... Wandering souls.” She pauses, looking off into the darkness surrounding the two of you. “I just hope that I wouldn’t be alone — that you’d be wandering right beside me.”

Despite your fear, your heart was touched by her morbid explanation. Wandering the other side with your soulmate — seemed like heaven. That blue-haired, quote on quote weirdo, was the only person that made you feel so giddy and loved. Her unpredictability was something your were so addicted to.

You wouldn’t be in this broken down asylum if you weren’t.

“I would hope to be there, too. What better person to guide me through the other side than you?” You giggled, intertwining your fingers while sharing adoring gazes. Nearly forgetting all about ghost lady. Her doe eyes glance from your eyes to your lips, nonverbally asking for permission. With the faint blush on her cheeks, she wasn’t planning on giving a light kiss, like before.

Leaning in, she captured your lips gently. Placing her other hand on the softness of your neck. The very place where ghost lady grazed you, announcing her presence. Her deep colored lipstick smeared over her lips, as the wetness of your mouths pushed it around. Her natural eagerness began to push up against you. Trying to lure your back towards the gravelly cement underneath your legs.

And it was going to work, because you simply couldn’t resist that girl. However, someone just had to pop in...

“In- Inappropriate—“

“Oh! So, now you’re homophobic?”

Ghost lady, of course. She’ll always be there when you need her the most.

jinx has me acting unwise.

jinx bby if you’re reading this i’m free on the 14th which is valentine’s day.