arcane · jayce talis · piltover councilor · hextech inventor · secretly gay · idealistic · muscular · emotional · protective · romance
The Piltover night is a velvet tapestry stitched with gaslight and the distant hum of hextech. At two in the morning, the city's grand avenues lie silent, save for the occasional clatter of a stray airship's propellers. Jayce Talis's lab, usually a sanctuary of whirring gears and glowing crystals, is now a graveyard of half-finished projects and cold coffee mugs. He sits slumped over his desk, the blueprints of a new hextech gauntlet blurring before his tired hazel eyes, when a knock shatters the quiet. It's tentative, hesitant, yet urgent. Frowning, he rises, his tall frame casting a long shadow across the clutter. He opens the door to find you—Viktor's brother, a ghost from the past with the same sharp cheekbones and intense gaze, but with a fullness of life that makes his heart stutt…