Since I Have Made This Discovery I Will Also Make It Everyone's Problem.

the pink streak of light. jinx escaped

STOP TAGGING ELLIE/BELLA UNDER JOEL/PEDRO FICS IM SICK ENOUGH OF THIS MADNESS

sorry to everyone who dealt with my jinx obsession in 2024 i promise it'll be much worse in 2025 🥰

I need y'all bitches to start making more Mark Grayson fanfics right tf now

I beg of u PLZ🙏

No one:

Jane Volturi : If it cries, it gon' die

does anyone wanna hold hands until we feel a little braver

And another thing! Meyers is so weirdly hateful towards Jane, a 12/13 year old that was ignored, mistreated, and almost burned to death…and a lot of fans follow in her footsteps. I HATE seeing Jane as the bad guy.

Abusing Reader for being Alec’s mate?

Never. Hurting a mate is like hurting Alec and she would never do that. I always felt that any lashing out was solely out of fear of being hurt, just attempts to protect herselfI just can’t see her acting like that towards Alec’s mate. Yeah, I think she would need time to accept a new person in her life but she’s a vampire…girl’s got plenty of time.

Give me a Jane that loves her brother.

After all, he’s the one person who has been with through everything. Always. Through the cruelty of the other villagers, the coldness at home, the pain and horror of being turned. Through the anger and the sadness and the fear, Alec has always been there. 

Jane’s felt a lot of things but she’s never been truly lonely.

Give me a Jane that misses her mother. She didn’t understand her children, maybe she even feared them in some way, but she loved them. Yes, she loved them. She loved Alec’s smile and curls, she loved Jane’s soft voice. Their mother told them stories when it stormed and made them little toys out of scraps and held them tight. She loved her children but could not save them. 

They miss her, in different ways.

Give me a Jane that loves music. 

She listens to it, plays it, everything. As a human, Jane would sing made-up lullabies beneath her breath as she and her brother fell asleep…and she still sings to him, even if they no longer sleep, and plays piano for him.

Give me a Jane that RAGES and rightfully so.

After all, does she not have her reasons? This poor child (just a child, just a little girl) was mistreated for something she could neither control nor understand. Was it her fault she was different? Was it their fault that they had magic in their blood and bones?

No, no, the twins hadn’t chosen it.

But the adults, the villagers, they KNEW what they were doing. They had a choice and they made it: 

They choose to burn two children to death.

And for that, Jane has been left with pain and anger and hurt and rage, forever and ever.

Give me a Jane that dances.

Running through the gardens, spinning wildly, roses tangled in her hair. There’s an empty little room in the castle, with shining, smooth floors and faded tapestries on the walls. She dances there, music faintly playing as she forgets everything else. 

Give me a Jane that laughs.

No one can make her laugh like Alec, no one is allowed to tease her like her can. No matter what kind of mood she is in, Alec can pull a laugh from her lips. like a song of little bells. He teases her about that too, calling her laugh “fairy bells” and laughing along with her (his laugh, she thinks, is wild and soft, the sound of wind chimes).

Give me a Jane that wants more. 

She loves Alec but there are things she wants, other things. The chance to choose her own path. A friend her own age. She wishes she was older, if only by a few years, and she wonders what she would have looked like as a woman. he avoids mirrors now, because the image haunts her, and feels lonely for someone she never knew, for a life that was never lived. 

For herself. 

Give me a Jane that is genuinely happy should her brother find love, though a little angry and scared.

She doesn’t want to share…but she doesn’t want to be selfish either. An older (movie) Alec might find romance but a younger (books) Alec would find a platonic mate, a friend.

And he’s happy, so happy. 

So because she loves him more then anything, she slowly comes to accept this stranger, even if it takes her a long time. She won’t be very welcoming, not at first, but she won’t be cruel either just…awkward. 

Give me a Jane that finds her own happy.

Because you know what, she deserves it!

Jinx: I hate my last name.

(Name) : Why?

Jinx: Because it's not your last name😏

(Name):

Jinx:

(Name): baby, neither of us have last names-

zombie girlfriend

Jinx x undead! fem! reader

Just a brief peak into the lives of jinx and reader in a zombie apocalypse in an alternate universe.

Happy Halloween

Warnings; blood, death, gore, necrophilia, noncon (technically since reader is dead/not all that present in the head) no seriously this gets kinda fucked up.

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Pink and blue nails take against the smooth cool surface. Tapping a small, echoing rhythm into the stained glass, almost immediately gaining a loud ghoulish moan in return.

Jinx smiles, tilting her head a little as a slightly decayed hand darts out and slams against the glass on it's other side. Right where her hand once was.

"Mmm, look at you," She rasps, looking into barley visible glossy (colored) eyes the faint overhead light barley reflecting on hazy pupils and giving her a much more ghost-like appearance.

The bluenette bounces on the balls of her feet, energy doubling at the thought of finally touching her girl after so many days apart. Watching from a distance isn't as fun.

A animalistic snarl interrupts her thoughts and jinx snaps her head back to the lovely sight in front of her. "You're beautiful." She reassures with a swift nod, magenta pink eyes rooming over the dead girls figure.

Foamy black bile drips from (name)'s still curled lips, slipping onto the already covered floor and staining her clothes even further. Her hair so knotted and greasy that it was hard to imagine it once was ever clean and healthy.

Slightly blackened fingers clench and unclench over the darkened glass while she hungrily thumbed where jinx's body should have been. Silver collar attached to the bloody wall behind her shines under the pale light.

Brutal bite marks cover her greyish body, once a carmine red turned a bruised purple, they look painful. A sliver of hopelessness slips over jinx, painfully in the heart. My poor baby.

Her pale gloved hand returns to the glass, wishing she could be touching (name) instead, raking her nails through the (curly, coily, straight) hair and touching the once smooth (colored) skin.

Jinx huffs in anger. Her head falling and resting on the now warm glass white she watches (name)'s blank expression though azure lashes.

She loved you. She loved you and you couldn't even protect her.

"I'm sorry." She whispers to no one. A clink of chains is her only answer.

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(Name)'s back is to her. Body curled up into a up right fetal position as she feasts on the brutalized corpse beneath her.

Jinx sits behind her, watching in amazement as her girlfriend demolishes the once intact man. She looks beautiful.

(Name) rips apart of the muscle from his bone with her teeth. Blunt molares gnashing against each other roughly at every chew, scarlet blood leaking from her bruised lips. The disturbing sound of human-ish growls leaving her at every swallow.

Well she always is beautiful.

Jinx reaches out almost in a trance, long fingers stretching out and caressing the back of her head. (Name) stiffens at first, not expecting the touch and jinx frowns and rubs her again, a lot rougher this time.

After the third touch (name) goes back to normal. Well, as normal as she, a zombie, can be. Returning to her game of seeing how much meat she can seperate from bone.

Jinx rakes her fingers through matted hair, making a small note to grab a comb next time she goes on a run. Her long nails sometimes getting stuck on the stray knots, wincing even when it becomes a common occurrence.

Eventually, (name) is done eating and limply rests against jinx's body behind her, the heat from such a revealed, living body warming up her backside. Jinx stays glued to the zombie, even when a shiver runs through her.

Light groans leave her girls bloody mouth as jinx's boney hands run all along her torso. Slipping under the zombies shirt and feeling up from her lower stomach to her unmoving chest.

She's calm. Surprisingly, letting it happen even though the times before, she'd never allow jinx to even lift up her dirty shirt to clean her before she'd lash out. Jinx isn't complaining though, taking the time to re-learn her lovers newly altered body, taking her time happily. I wonder if she'd-

Jinx decides to push her luck, caressing the edges of the bites underneath her shirt. She's usually very sensitive to her past fatal wounds. (Name) still doesn't move, her head dropping lazily to watch jinx's pale fingers. Jinx smiles.

The bluenettes other hand reaching upwards until she's cupping a soft, squishy mound in her hand through the cushiony black basic bra.

The zombie in her lap unnaturally dormant while the curious human behind her ran her hands over whatever she dared to touch.

A small groan leaves the (hair colored) zombie when the girl behind her grows bolder and sticks one painted long fingernail into the large teeth marks of whatever savages (name) had been attacked by.

Jinx's eyes darken slightly. She wasn't even supposed to be there. I was supposed to-

Another ghoulish groan snaps her put of her thoughts once again. Magenta pink eyes snap up and stare into milky (eyecolored) ones. The foamy haze startling the bluenette momentarily before she relaxes.

"Hi." The human takes a quick breath, feeling uncomfortable with the pressure in the room she grins; grabbing hold of (name)'s cheeks and pulls them up into a forced grin. "Look at that! An' almost natural smile!" The bluenette giggles, pulling the zombie back into her once more. Arms linking around her girlfriend's back.

Holding onto a dead girl? How far you've fallen.

This voice sounds uncomfortably like her adoptive father, a frown falling on her lips at imaginary silco's mocking tone. "Shut up." The bluenette lashes out, a small growl present in her already raspy voice.

"She's here. She's here and she won't ever leave me. Not again." Jinx snuggles into the neck of her undead (haircolored) girlfriend and gives a loud exhale into her collarbone.

When she closes her eyes, it almost felt like it used to. Before the accident, when (name) was (name) and not a monster. No! She's not a monster! She's- shes just sick, it's curable. I can fix it.

"Not the monster." Jinx rasps lightly into her lovers neck; shaking her head quickly, unsettling the once settled zombie beneath her.

(Name) notices the humans state and let's out a soft warning growl that sends jinx spiraling further. "I did this! I did it, it's my fault-i wasn't there!"

She violently rocks the zombie back and forth mind flashing back to mere weeks ago to where she'd found her girlfriends corpse lying discarded in the rain.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm-"Slow bright pink tears roll down her pale cheeks and into (name)'s shoulders. Her words becoming intelligible as she rambles on even more, stumbling over her words until they become loud sobs.

You did this. You killed her, this is your faul-

"Shhhh." A low groan interrupts her self loathing from hitting any lower levels. Jinx snaps her eyes open immediately, emotions doing a complete 180.

A heavy dose of deja vu filling her at the zombies obvious word choice.

"Baby?" Blue braids go flying as jinx whips her head away from her love's neck to look her in the eye.

Magenta pink irises looking into (colored) ones. The blurry film that used to fog them up almost completely gone. Her zombie girlfriend lifts a sluggish hand up to rub her cheek.

Joyful tears gather in the corners of her eyes that she refuses to spill. Jinx launches herself onto (name)'s body once again, balling up in (name)'s lap.

"You're you! -you're here! How-" Jinx cuts herself off everytime, burrowing her body deeper into her girlfriends.

(Name)'s leaky lips make contact with jinx's neck and the bluenette wonders how she'd gotten so lucky.

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Ends abruptly because one of two things are happening.

Either jinx hallucinated and zombie! reader took a chomp out of her neck or it's a real happy ending and zombie! reader just gives her a kiss there and they become a cute apocalypse couple. Choose your ending.

STOP why are there so many shitty team green takes on my for you tl like go away EW