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Jinx Takes You on a Date: An Arcane Headcanon

She’s really straightforward when she asks you out.

“Hey, I think you’re cute. Wanna hang out sometime?” she’d say without hesitation, nor a single waver in her voice.

You’re a little worried as to what she might do if you say no. You figure she might get revenge by committing arson on your house or shooting you on the spot.

In reality, though, she’d probably be really sad about it, but then proceed to impress you to win you over.

Luckily for her, you already like her back. How could you not? She’s cute, she’s pretty, and she gives amazing hugs!

Yes, she’s very a bit mentally unstable, but she just needs some reassurance here and there.

Ever since you came to terms with your feelings for her, you swore to yourself that you’d always be her shoulder to cry on anyway.

You gladly accept to which she beams, “Perfect! I’ve been planning this day for weeks. First, we’re gonna make bombs together, then braid each other’s hair, then I’m gonna do your makeup…”

Basically, you guys don’t really go anywhere, but just spend time in each other’s company.

Regardless of whether you liked your hair being braided or your makeup done, you’d go along with anything she wanted.

You guys would make a bunch of bombs together, using brightly colored paint to draw stupid faces on them.

She’d really like the goofy faces you draw on yours.

She’d braid one of the clusters of hair that frame your face, just to be safe in case you didn’t like having all of your hair in one braid.

She likes when you braid her hair and doesn’t get too upset if you pull a bit. She probably likes it.

She’d sit on your lap to do your makeup. She’d give you eyeliner (not the absolute best at eyeliner), dark eyeshadow, and dark lipstick.

Would totally put said lipstick on herself first and then kiss you to put it on you.

The kiss would probably lead to a full on make out session if you were really feeling up for it.

Christmas With Jinx: An Arcane Headcanon

Christmas is definitely one of, if not Jinx’s favorite, holiday.

She takes a small break from crafting bombs to put together over the top Christmas decorations.

She’s always excited for whatever surprises you get for her.

She’s, without a doubt, like that one kid who wakes everyone up on Christmas morning so you all can just get to opening presents.

She likes giving out presents too, but the gifts she received from Silco in the past were the best, so she’s really, really excited about getting them.

You had made her a bunch of little bombs and also got her some trinkets and crafting supplies for her gifts.

She’s ecstatic over it, of course. “Aww, you made these yourself? They’re so tiny and cute! I wonder how big the explosions are...”

Definitely calls you over at random times to places with mistletoe hung over them just to kiss you

Likes cuddling up close to you while the both of you drink hot cocoa, she’s a big hot cocoa drinker

helloo saw that you’re taking request so, would you mind writing jinx x introverted reader headcanons?

Also hope you’re having a nice day !!

Awe heck yeah, definitely! My day's been good so far, I hope yours has been good too :)

Jinx x Introverted Reader Headcanons

For starters, Jinx really enjoys talking to people. She has to talk to people, it's kinda her thing.

You, on the other hand, prefer being alone. You don't really like it when random people come up to you while you're enjoying your personal space.

So, when you run into Jinx in the streets of the Undercity, she takes the initiative to strike up a conversation with you and you have no idea how to feel.

On one hand, she's invaded your space. You walked into this alley for the mere purpose of being alone and now that point is kind of useless.

On the other hand, she's cute, pretty, and you'd often be judged for thinking such ways about who's deemed as a psychotic criminal, a loose cannon, but you can't exactly hate her, can you?

"Hey. Heeeey. You there, toots?" she calls to you, whose mind is still wandering somewhere else.

You look to her and nod wordlessly, signaling her to continue.

"What're you doing all alone? Don't you have things to do with your day?"

"Not really. I just prefer to keep to myself most of the time, that's all."

"Hmm. Well," she thinks, slowly stepping closer, "you wouldn't mind if I sat here, right?"

You think for a moment, but before you can answer, she's already sitting in front of you with her legs crossed.

She talks to you a lot, going on multiple tangents about all the crimes she's committed adventures she's been on. You don't talk too much, not at all if we're being honest, but you listen to every single word.

As she goes on, you slowly begin to lose focus, watching her eyes light up whenever she tells you about an accomplishment that she's proud of. Her voice is raspy, yet so fun to listen to. She smiles so frequently throughout the "conversation" that you've probably smiled a few times as well.

It almost hurts to see her walk away after a while; no, it does hurt. It really hurts.

You hope you'll stumble across each other again soon, and maybe, just maybe, you'll share a few things about yourself with her, too.