#sadddd

(I got lazy anyways Springllora angst yippieeeee‼️‼️‼️)

Not long ago, I wrote an Arcane fanfiction with an alternate ending: Viktor, unable to bear the thought of Jayce sacrificing himself alongside him, pushes him away at the moment of the rune’s implosion, ensuring that Jayce survives.

Someone later suggested I write a version where the opposite happens—where Jayce dies saving Viktor. I liked the idea, but at first, I set it aside. Then I started thinking about it… but I don’t think I can do it.

Because I realized something fundamental and heartbreaking: when Jayce survives, despite his grief and despair, he still has people around him—people who try to support him, to be there for him. His mother, Caitlyn, Mel… just to name a few.

But…

But when I imagined Viktor surviving—drowning in guilt and grief over losing Jayce—I realized he would have no one.

No one to share his pain. No one who could truly understand him, who could really be there for him as he struggled to move forward. Because the one person who could… was gone.

🥹🥹🥹😭😭😭 Why do I do this to myself??

Full Makeup (the inspo is Ursula’s makeup in the og movie ^_^)

Half Makeup

No Makeup