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The red means I love you~
Vampire jinx x peasant reader
CW: mentions of blood, mild violence, mentions of death, slight threatening, jinx is more refined in this still crazy but in a fancy way.
Summary: y/n is sent to an old manor for unspecified reasons, but quickly finds their reason, or more accurately she finds them. Y/n is called "a plaything".
You were trudging through the godforsaken rain for what felt like hours. You were completely soaked and would need a change of clothes, that's assuming the assortment of rags and spare cloth you covered yourself with could be considered clothing.
You were personally ordered by the town council to deliver some form of message to a great manor that resided over the town, up in the forest that surrounded it.
What that message was you hadn't a clue, as the council forbade you to open the letter, and even had the town magician place some manner of spell-craft over it as to disallow you from opening it.
As you trudged, along you glimpsed a light in the distance. As you grew closer you found the source of the light, lanterns that adorned a large mansion thank the gods you'd found it.
You rushed to get inside and found that the large door leading inside was unlocked, and not only that but opening said door didn't appear to take much effort. More sorcery you'd presume. You never held much esteem for magic, as the vile craft had never lent you much aid in these times.
You closed the bizarrely light door, and took a moment to ring what little rain you could from your rags. After which you took in the majesty of the manor, it was without saying udderly prestigious. Its lavish halls were decorated with all sorts of commodities.
Velvet carpet, elaborate chandeliers, luxurious furnishings, and most eye-catching of all were the rather bizarre oil paintings that adorned the walls.
They possessed an array of colors which weren't common for paintings such as these. They were made using hues of blue, red and even pink. And they depicted rather macabre images of brutality, war and fairytale-like characters performing rather grizzly acts.
As you march along through the halls, you take a moment to ponder to yourself,
"what in the nine hells was so important that a mere peasant, such as yourself had to be ordered directly by the council to deliver a letter through a storm".
You consider asking the Lord of the manor to allow you to find out, when a second thought occurred to you, why was the manor so devoid of sound. And how is it that you've yet to come across any servants.
Just as that thought crept into your mind, you felt a large hand grasp your shoulder with fierceness unfamiliar to you.
"oi, what's a lowly rat like you do wandering these halls!" A rough female voice spoke harshly.
You turn to see a large woman with bronze skin, scars of battle adorning her cheek, and a rather unwelcome expression spread across her face. Panic quickly set in, of course you weren't welcome you were a commoner who just waltzed in, you didn't even bother attempting to make your presence known.
You frantically attempt to explain yourself, "I-um- I bring a message to- uh the Lord of this manor!!"
Her grip remained steady, she scowled at you doubting your hasty explanation of your trespassing.
"Alright then, let's see it." She almost growled the words.
You quickly reach for the envelope, which you absent mindedly realize was completely dry, yet another act of sorcery, and an clue of the councils knowledge of tonight's weather conditions.
"h-here, the letter!" She freed it of your grip with a yank and examined it. Her scowl slowly fades as an amused smile made its way up her scarred cheeks. "Well look at that, aren't you just a lucky little rat, I almost had your head taken off." She chuckled at the unsettled look in your eyes.
She released her grip on your shoulder and motioned to you to follow her. "This way I'll bring you to the boss man." You were understandably shaken if not a little confused. You followed her not seeing much of a choice in the matter.
The large and muscular woman led you to what appeared to be an office, and sitting at a desk in front of a large stained glass window depicting an eye, was the Lord of the manor whose name you'd later learn was silco.
The second you laid your gaze upon the man you are met with an overwhelming sense of terror and dread, the kind you get from standing in the sight line of a firearm and not being able to avoid the bullet.
He wore clothing befitting a lord of such a place. He bore a distinguished suit of a red hue, comparable to the crimson of blood drawn fresh from a wound.
His raven hair, which was combed back, showed hints of gray, a sign of his age. And his grey complexion was no different. He held a large cigar in his teeth the smoke of which curled in the air, the cent burning your nose.
The most distinguishing feature of his being his left eye which was almost pitch black aside from the orange color of his Iris, and around his eye was a rather noticeable scar. From the looks of it the scar was caused by some form of infection that festered for far too long.
But regardless of his unsettling appearance the air he carried was one of authority and power. It was clear to you he was more than a noble, he was a man of great strength, and every second of you Standing within the aura of dread around him reminded you to show him the respect his appearance demanded.
"hey boss, you got a visitor." The woman's voice spoke out suddenly drawing the man's attention towards the both of you. His gaze alone sent a chill down your spine. You move to take a seat in the wooden chair that sat across from him, you hesitated a great deal before the large woman forced you on to it.
"they've got a letter for you, don't you tiny." You hardly acknowledged the insult as the intensity you felt from the man's steady gaze had you petrified. "I see." His voice was calm and calculated he showed total confidence in his words. "May I see it?" You snapped out of it. "Oh, yes of course here." Your voice cracked, your fear was on full display for him. There was no hiding it.
He brought his attention to the envelope, which felt like a weight being taken from your shoulders. While his focus was away from you, your eyes wandered and your attention was brought to the rafters, there appeared to be childish drawings spread across the ceiling, the colors of which were that of the bizarre paintings in the halls.
As you observe them you are thrown off by the appearance of two glowing red orbits, that peaked through the darkness to pierce you. And along with them you catch the sight of a figure behind them. You realize the red lights were eyes staring intently down at you.
The man broke the wax seal, a spark could be seen coming from it, a sign the magic had left it. He removed from the envelope a bit of coin and the letter itself. Unfolding it he read the contents of the message and a small grin peaked its way through his cold joyless expression.
His gaze returned to you, "would you care to take a look, I take it you were uninformed of your presence here?" You were taken aback by the offer, and for a moment your fear subsided slightly, as you were finally offered a chance to learn of the importance of this letter.
Your eyes drifted across the calligraphy of the paper, and as you took in the information for a moment you felt a sense of confusion, until realization struck you like an arrow loosed from a bow to land firmly in your chest. The letter read as such:
"to the recipient of this letter, the great Lord silco eye of zaun, hail thee of such noble position.
We the members of the council, are happy to see that the terms of our spoken agreement are carried out, And have shown our gratitude by completing our own side of the agreement.
As per your request we've sent you a small sum of platinum as a guarantee of our loyalty and as well as an individual chosen personally by the council to act as 'entertainment' for your daughter.
We hope this agreement will bring good fortune to both sides and we wish good tidings.
Sincerely, the council of piltover."
That was the reason for your presence, you were to be "entertainment" for this man's daughter.
"I-I don't understand- what does..."entertainment" mean?" "Oh don't worry, you'll find out soon enough." His words sent your head spiraling. what did he mean by that? Who was his daughter? What was she going to do to you? How do you get out of this?
You jump up to make a sprint for freedom, when you're struck from behind in the back of your head by something metallic. Your vision grows blurry and unfocused as you fall back into the chair. Just before you black out fully you see a figure land in front of you. Slender hands cup your face as your eyes met those of the figure from the rafters her glowing red gaze was focused solely on you.
"don't worry trinket we're gonna have plenty of fun together.~" her voice was raspy but sweet and caring. The last thing you saw before darkness overtook your vision was that familiar color, that you'd soon learn to associate with this girl.
Red
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thewingedchild · 1 year
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geekynerfherder · 1 year
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Showcasing art from some of my favourite artists, and those that have attracted my attention, in the field of visual arts, including vintage; pulp; pop culture; books and comics; concert posters; fantastical and imaginative realism; classical; contemporary; new contemporary; pop surrealism; conceptual and illustration.
The art of Mona Finden.
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mirefireflies · 1 year
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like father, like daughter
“My Fathers Daughter” - Olivia Vedder / Interview with the Vampire (2022) / “How Do We Forgive Our Fathers?” - Dick Lourie / “Someday I’ll Love Ocean Vuong” - Ocean Vuong / Arcane / “Origin Story” - Desireé Dallagiacomo / @ - filmnoirsbian / “The Murder of Pelias by His Daughters” - Georges Moreau de Tours / “My Father” - Mira Lightner
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mollysunder · 7 months
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The State of Shimmer Production in Zaun
When Jayce and Vi raided Silco's Shimmer Refinery they really showed that they didn't know how to actually handle Shimer. I'm not talking on a socioeconomic level, or even Hextech vs Shimmer (chemtech), I mean they don't know where it comes from. The way Vi tears apart the central machinery of the refinery show its.
At first it looks like she did a good job just breaking every glass and pipe on their, but if you look closer, she missed something critical.
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1It's the giant mass that's holstered right above. This mass of flesh is the actual source for Shimmer that the Refinery had been using. Sure it looks like a sagging lump of dead flesh, but that actually seems to be it's normal color.
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We've seen a mass like this before, in the Cannery. While Vander was captured, we're shown Shimmer being produced by one of Silco's chemists.
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Up close, you can see the same grey flesh masses found in the refinery, sitting in their own liquid, are being used at a smaller scale in the Cannery. The larger mass was literally pumping on its own, though I'm not sure if it's with the aid of heat or gas. Nevertheless, we can see that these are the actual sources that Shimmer is harvested from, and Vi missed it. Well, more like the whole team missed it. They just left it there instead of confiscating it.
But where did these masses even come from? The answer itself is easy, it's Rio. The explanation is a little complicated.
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We already know that long term exposure to Shimmer causes Shimmer addicts to develop growths, like the ones Huck has. These growths pulse with bright pink veins, likely producing some poorer quality strain of Shimmer to sustain the growth itself, but this process is somehow isolated to the growth and not the rest of Huck's internal biology. If anything it looks as though the mass is feeding off of Huck.
The only living organism that could possibly produce masses of the size used in the Shimmer Refinery that produce Shimmer in a consistent quality is Rio.
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Initially, I assumed that Singed kept Rio alive because Rio was the source of Shimmer, but I had it backwards. Singed didn't keep Rio alive because Rio made Shimmer, he kept Rio alive because of how Rio could 'survive' Shimmer.
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Rio is literally a giant aoxotl, a species best known for it's regenerative abilities, where they can lose limbs and regrow them like it's nothing in the right conditions. Singed kept Rio alive (aoxotls only live 15 years in captivity) using Shimmer harvested from it's original source, the purple cave flowers, because with Rio, Singed has a reliable biological medium that he can harvest these Shimmer producing masses from.
You could even argue that with the hinted at parasitic nature of Shimmer, new strains of Shimmer, like the ones produced by Rio, are impacted by the biological traits of the host body. This could explain how Shimmer is such an effective treatment for fatal conditions.
But what does this all mean? Well, for one, it proves Vi and Jayce really went into the raid more blind than we already thought. They were able to identify the mechanical heart, which can be fixed or replaced, but not the more critical biological source, and thus failed to truly immobilize production. Even worse for them, both still don't know anything about Rio, the only one in Piltover who does know is Viktor.
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Even if Vi could guess that those Shimmer masses were important, I doubt she could have done anything effective. From what we could see in the first season, these masses don't require any medical appartus to keep functioning, they already appear self-sustaining outside a host. Any equipment around them seem to function to stimulate excess Shimmer production.
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And if we return to the Cannery, we can see that the Shimmer veins, these sinew-like byproducts of Shimmer production are still hearty and alive. After the explosion and massive fire that engulfed the Canney over 7-10 years ago in the story, the Shimmer veins not only remained, but have expanded through rock, ruble and the chemical pollutants in Zaun, thick and alive. What would stabbing or smashing it actually do?
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In some shots they really look as though they're surrounding the cast, especially Jinx. Whatever surgery that was done to Rio, she was probably given a more 'refined' version. The kind where the Shimmer and whatever guides it's nature better integrated into her system compared to long term users that are being drained by it.
Part of me wonders that as another 'successful' mutant like Rio, can she produce excess Shimmer in the right conditions. Could she draw it from herself in secret to give to allies, or withold it Queen of the Damned style. I wonder what traits her strain of Shimmer might give to users.
Tldr: When Jayce and Vi raided the Shimmer Refinery, they missed a biological factor that's the center of Shimmer production. As long as Singed still has the cave flowers and Rio, Zaun still has Shimmer. Also, all Shimmer users that have been exposed to large enough quantity can to some degree produce Shimmer, but it's not always a well integrated process, so Jinx is likely a real success in Shimmer hybridization.
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sadboytournament · 2 months
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ROUND ONE OF THE SADGIRL TOURNAMENT IS NOW LIVE
Things are already interesting, as out of over 60 entries, only two characters got submitted more than once. Now, I know we're passionate here, but like I said in the rules, I want a good fair fight. Now, PICK A SAD GIRL @tournament-announcer
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Bloberta Puppington vs. Takamatsu Tomori
Koebni Higashiyama vs. Drusilla
Hedwig vs. Jinx
Gwen Stacy vs. Rika Furude
Ophelia vs. Iphigenia
Mizu vs. Ange Ushiromiya
Saddness vs. Clarith
Oenone vs. The Waitress
Beatrice vs. Nico Robin
Ada Paige vs. Sarah Lynn
Reki vs. Sasha Racket
Nana Daiba vs. Satsuki Kiryuin
Jean Grey vs. Luz Noceda
Aelita Stones vs. High school Sweetheart
Sad Girl vs. Shadowheart
Deandra "Sweet Dee" Reynolds vs. Tabitha Scarlet
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bullyet · 1 year
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Challenge "give me six characters that remind you of me and i will draw them"
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ghostofyaz · 7 months
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happy jinxtober, to all who celebrate
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Alternative version of my jinx heart and crow jinx fanarts.
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somedudenamedanthony · 7 months
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More of the sad victorian poet Jinx
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She deserves a big comfy jacket and some fucking sleep
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sarahkrolokfan · 1 year
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Just sketches for now - I'll actually color them...one day. I really wanted to go with as many different artstyles
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colesawicn · 10 months
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shoutout to these dads (unhinged) and their adoptive daughters (also unhinged)
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and when the adoptive daughters has two unhinged dads >>>>>>
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Buffy the Vampire Slayer Tarot Deck and Guidebook [preview]
Author: Casey Gilly; illustrator: Karl James Mountford; publisher: Insight Editions.
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chaotictoon · 1 year
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DADDY ISSUES
Go ahead and cry, little girl
Nobody does it like you do
I know how much it matters to you
I know that you got daddy issues
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tripppystars · 10 months
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do my dark circles and rapidly deteriorating health make me look hot??
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mirefireflies · 2 years
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my girl can murder anyone she wants actually because she’s adorable and i love her
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