This is a dream I had, where Grian is just a normal person, but got transported into the final round of a death game via train. It's just his luck honestly. It's concerning that the passengers on the train resembles is dead boyfriend and also sister. But you know, coincidence.
They also know his name, for some reason.
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Hop on board for the very last chapter of this Orient Express AU, my loves, for day three of @nestaarcheronweek. Because let’s face it, this was always going to be her destiny…
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Nesta wakes to the feel of Cassian’s warm lips against the skin of her neck.
She’s still half-asleep, caught in that suspended place between dreaming and consciousness, warm beneath the blanket with his body curved around hers. His arm is wrapped around her waist, holding her against him, and his lips trace a slow path from the hollow behind her ear down to her shoulder.
“Good morning,” he murmurs against her skin.
“Is it?” Her voice comes out rough with sleep.
“It is now.” His hand splays across her stomach, fingers spreading wide and possessive. “I’ve been awake for twenty minutes just watching you sleep.”
“That’s disturbing.”
“I’m simply admiring beauty, Nesta.” He nips at her shoulder and she gasps. “You’re beautiful when you sleep. All soft and unguarded.”
She turns in his arms to face him. In the grey dawn light filtering through the curtains, his face is shadowed and serious, hazel eyes dark. There’s something in his expression that makes her chest tight.
“What is it?” she asks.
Instead of answering, he kisses her. It’s different from last night. He deliberately takes his time, tangling his tongue with hers, like he’s trying to memorize the shape of her mouth, the taste of her. His hand slides up her ribs, thumb brushing the underside of her breast, and she arches into the touch with a soft sound that he swallows greedily.
“Cassian—”
“I want you again,” he says simply. “I want you every way I can have you before this train reaches its destiny.”
The words hit her like a physical blow. Before this train reaches its destiny. Before they arrive at Constantinople. Before decisions have to be made.
Hear me out, it’s the right era! Just like Agatha Christie style, maybe a murder mystery for ✨sparkle ✨ train trip.
Jayce and Viktor are traveling to some far off competition or conference to exhibit their newest invention.
Cait and Vi are going on a well earned vacation (maybe under the guise of being security for Piltover’s most high profile inventors).
If you want it to be more AU, Mel is a wealthy socialite and politician, Silco is a mysterious businessman traveling with his daughter, etc.
The first night the sunset flashes by as Vi, Caitlyn and Viktor all have dinner in the dining car. Jayce stayed in the sleeping car because he was feeling motion sick. He wakes up and leaves the car and discovers A Murder! He yells and everyone comes running. Cait and Vi investigate!
woah woah i am NEOT feeling good haha 😼 it’s fine i’ll get over it im not tryna vent rn,,, anyway scrumptious art alert ‼️
i made a cool new dandy’s world au where it’s on a TRAIN !! I mean i was watching someone and they said “we need more train media!” or something so i got to it heehh