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Jun 26, 2022 5 tweets 2 min read
#Jilco #Jinco

It started as a game: it all starts like this, doesn't it?
Even the destruction of Piltover, after all.
It had started by infecting small, apparently harmless things: an exchange of roles that had made them no more daughter and father. Silco had hidden her marks under long-sleeved shirts, black trousers: Jinx wore deeper wounds on her skin and only her eyes threatened to betray their little game.

Anxious. Restless. Excited.
Jun 25, 2022 23 tweets 5 min read
#Jilco #Jinco

This is not the first time they have found themselves like 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 - folded over each other.
It is not the first time that there is blood between her teeth, on her lips, along her chin.
Silco collapses on her body, crushing her under his weight - - he brushes a braid with his fingertips, rubbing it between his thumb and forefinger.
Jinx strokes the hair on the nape of his neck - regular movements, which rise from the space between his shoulder blades to his head.
Jun 24, 2022 23 tweets 5 min read
#Jilco #Jinco #FantasyAU

1.

Heavy is the crown, poisoned his dark throne.
A big city - metal and glass; monsters and men.
Zaun stood like a bastion of rock and rage in the middle of Runettera, a dense, dark lump of stone and chem prodigies. Everything died in Zaun, but what survived was merciless - distorted and ferocious.
Sevika watches the king sit beside his 𝘥𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘦𝘳, listening to her asymmetrical, weak breathing.
"She will make it."
The king is silent, he ignores her.
Apr 14, 2022 8 tweets 2 min read
#Jilco #Jinco #VampireAU

A chatty and disobedient offspring, that's what Jinx was.
A small evil monkey who dared to contradict him and escape between his fingers - who allowed herself to think she did not belong to him, by blood and by right.
“It wasn't hard to find you." Plotch.

“You left a lot of… stuff behind you."

Plic, plic, plic.

Silco takes off his gloves, putting them in the inside pocket of his coat.
“Jinx.”

Splatch.

Silco raises an eyebrow, moving a mushy pink viscera with the tip of his shoe.
“Don't be a little girl."

Plaf.