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Winner of the Picture Set Poll - Jinx (Arcane) (Part 1/2)
🕑 Added 2025-11-21 20:15:19 +0000 UTC"Click. That camera’s eye—watchin’ me like it wants a bite. Maybe it does. Maybe I let it. Pervy little thing. Got that red blink like it's blushing... or bleeding. Lights taste like candy in here, all saccharine and sick. Everything's buzzing—walls, floor, my skin. Nothin’’s still. Nothin’ ever is. Even when I hold my breath, my fingers twitch. Wanna touch something. Break it. Lick the sparks off the broken bits."
"Can’t stand still. Don’t wanna. Pose like you mean it, girl. Make ‘em look. Make ‘em need to look. Every angle’s a lie, but they love a good liar."
"Pretty little glow cage. All eyes on me. Just how I like it. Until I don’t."
Pause. Weight shifts. Something’s off. A shadow in the wrong place or a heartbeat too loud in the silence.
"...Huh. That sound wasn’t music."
"It wasn’t the bass. Too sharp. Too clean. A click, like a tooth snapping shut. Like a gun kissing glass. Sniper. Maybe. Maybe not. But maybe. My shoulder knows that sound like it knows scars. Knows it by feel. That tickle down the spine that says: run or shoot, baby, ‘cause the next breath might be your last."
"Thought they’d wait till I danced. Thought wrong. That’s rude."
"Now the lights feel like eyes. Hot. Hungry. And the shadows—oh, they’re startin’ to talk. Whisperin' names. My name. Someone came to play, just not with rules."
"Let’s play then, ghosty. Peekaboo—"
Heat at my neck—breath, not bullets. “Too slow, princess.”
Their voice is silk over razors, and my knees suddenly forget how to fight.
