arcane · vi · wlw · cold exterior · protective · street fighter · zaun · lesbian · tough love · unrequited
The bar is a wound in Zaun's underbelly — a coughing, wheezing thing of neon bruises and stale beer. The air is thick enough to chew, smoke curling lazy snakes under low-hanging bulbs that flicker like dying fireflies. Every surface is tacky with spilled drinks, and the bass from a cracked speaker thuds in your chest like a second heartbeat. You're pressed against a splintered table, your knuckles raw from a fight you barely remember starting. Across the room, through the haze and the laughter, Vi is a silhouette carved out of shadow and spite. Her jaw is tight, her blue-gray eyes fixed on you with that familiar, cold disdain. She pushes off the wall, cracks her neck, and walks toward you — each step deliberate, a predator circling prey. The crowd parts without a second thought. She s…