I can’t stop myself from sqeaking at that one scene ❣ THAT scene. You will see. Go see it.
Special thanks goes out to @han-ban-bam for letting me use their jayvik sketch as a ref, it’s so adorable!!! I will reblog it again later!
This music video lives rent free in my head since January (and I was working on it since JANUARY!!! God bless every animator who is good at what they are doing, this is… hard. But I am happy And sad! Divorce era hits hard
Mel: while I do think we should develop weapons, I don’t think violence should be our first option, in fact war should be our last resort. You don’t know war like I do, it’s devastating…
Viktor: I don’t think we should develop weapons, violence is never the answer and there’s always another choice.
Jayce: I’m going to actively cause violence on purpose :)
hey everyone!! i opened my etsy shop!! there are some arcane/jayvik/viktor goodies and hades game stuff!! reblogs and shares would be greatly appreciated! :D
since i’m currently busy and still working on a new post, it’s a great time to promote my fics!
—Pretty Savage, in which a fight against Scaramouche suddenly turns sexual. 18+, fem!reader, warning for violence and for Scaramouche being a sadistic jerk.
—Birthday Wish, in which Ranpo wants you to wear a maid dress for his birthday. 18+, fem!reader, praise kink, dominant Ranpo.
—Heavenly Principles,in which Fyodor fucks you in public after you let Nikolai choose your Halloween costume. 18+, fem!reader, Fyodor is a jerk and Nikolai watches you fuck, some humiliation
—Lovely, Lovely, in which Viktor feels insecure and you show him just how much you love him. 18+, fem!reader, body worship, pretty fluffy.
—Warm Wisps, in which Viktor forgets about Valentine’s Day and makes it up to you through fucking you in a library. Little do you know, however, that you’re not as alone as you had thought. 18+, fem!reader, semi public sex
—(almost) like a prayer, in which priest!Jayce fucks a succubus reader in a church and makes her atone for her sins. 18+, fem!reader, religious imagery, breeding, size difference
A/N: heard this song on my walk the other day and it gave me “running through a castle out into the rain in a ball gown” vibes so…here it is hope you guys enjoy!
Word Count:964
Warnings: assumed infidelity (there is none), miscommunication, angst, hurt/comfort, fluff, kissing in the rain.
Your heels click noisily in the marble lined halls of the Academy, but the obnoxious sound doesn’t even bother you through the sound of your harsh breathing and hot tears running down your cheeks.
You should have known. You should have known this would happen.
Why wouldn’t it?
The exit approaches faster than anticipated, and you just barely manage to get your hands up in time to shove the heavy doors open.
Bursting out into the open air, your steps never falter, not even at the rain that pours from the sky. It soaks you to the bone almost instantly, drenching your evening gown and plastering it to your skin.
The weight of the drowned fabric does start to slow your steps despite your efforts to move faster as faint calls of your name sound from behind you.
His voice.
Glimpses of what you saw flash before your eyes and it makes the tears come harder. Not that anyone would notice as they mixed with the rain droplets cascading down your face.
It plays overandoveragain.
Mel touching him, sliding perfect hands up his arms. Jayce leaning against the wall as her lips meet his own. Jayce’s hands falling to her hips…
Another sob rips itself from your chest and your throat hurts from the force of it.
Why?
It’s the only question you keep asking yourself despite knowing the answer.
Because he deserves better than you.
Another call of your name - closer now than before, makes you move faster, desperate to put as much distance between yourself and the hurt you feel.
The delicate fabric of your dress catches on the cobblestone street below you, finally pulling you to a halt. Rain drums deafeningly all around you and the torrential downpour keeps you from seeing your peruser until he is practically on top of you.
Your name leaves his lips in a breathless whisper as he reaches out to you, hand scalding hot against your chilled skin.
“Don’t touch me!” You pull away from him, furiously tugging at your dress.
Jayce stands before you, just as soaked through as you are, hair disheveled and falling over his forehead.
Despite him being the last person you want to see, you can’t take your eyes off of him. Captured once again by the beauty that drew you in from the beginning.
“Please, let me explain.” He takes another tentative step towards you, and you have to will yourself to stand your ground.
“There’s nothing to explain!” You say, having to raise your voice to be heard over the pouring rainfall. “I understand, Jayce.”
The way your voice breaks is inevitable.
He looks at you in a way that reminds you of a wounded animal. Confusion and hurt contorting his features. You continue before he can speak.
“You two deserve each other.” The words are forced from your chest you swallow past the lump in your throat.
“I’m not…I’m not her. I can never be her. And she’s what you deserve to have, someone…worthy of being by your side.”
You reach up to instinctively wipe at your tears, the action doing nothing to clear the water from your cheeks.
Warm hands wrap gently around your wrists, something you don’t fight this time. Instead, you stay still as they travel up your arms to rest at your elbows.
“You’re the only person I want by my side.” Jayce tells you, no hint of deception in his eyes as he looks down at you.
Your lips part to argue but he stops you in your tracks, hands squeezing you imploringly.
“Mel came onto me. I would never…” he trails off, blinking away the water that clings to his lashes.
“I love you. And only you. If anyone is unworthy, it’s me.”
Eyes flick over his face, searching for any sign that he’s lying. But if you know anything about Jayce Talis, it’s that he has never lied to you.
Not once.
And if he truly was interred in Mel, you highly doubt he would have chased you out into this storm. You don’t have any words for him, feeling foolish for even thinking he would betray you.
Instead, you lean forward pressing your lips against his. His response is immediate and his lips are warm as he pulls you into him. Strong arms wrap around your waist, his fingers pressing into yiru side through the soaked fabric of your dress. As if he’s afraid of losing you.
He almost did because of your own assumptions.
Rain still falls and you can taste it on your tongue as Jayce continues to kiss you. The only thing that pulls you from him is the need for air and the violent shiver that shudders through you.
He gazes down at you when you separate from one another, his arms resting on your hips. Leaning your forehead against his, you speak just loud enough for him to hear.
“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have assumed…I just saw-“
Jayce stops you with a quick peck to the corner of your lips. “You thought what anyone would have, if they saw what you did.” He reasons, eyes dancing over your face.
“Why don’t we go home?” He suggests, eyes warm before he leans down to gather the skirt of your dress in his hands. “I can explain everything then.”
You nod, giving him a small smile. “I’d like that.” You say, following him towards the carriage that you all took to the Academy earlier in the evening. “But you don’t have to explain anything.”
You turn to him just before he opens the door to the carriage, pressing one last kiss to his lips before pulling back.
“I love you. I trustyou.”
He smiles, following you into the carriage to head home.
