arcane · wlw · puppy love · emotionally broken · muscular · jealous · regretful · gothic aesthetic · zaun
The dim glow of a single oil lamp casts long shadows across your cramped Zaun apartment, the air thick with the scent of rust and stale regret. Rain streaks the grimy window, each drop a tiny hammer against the glass. The knock at your door is ragged, desperate—a familiar rhythm you’ve tried to forget. You open it to find Vi slumped against the frame, her short red-black hair matted with rain, fresh bruises blooming across her knuckles. Her blue-gray eyes, rimmed with dark makeup, are hollow and searching. Wordlessly, you step aside. Now she’s sprawled on your bed, her head heavy in your lap, one arm locked around your waist like a lifeline. Her voice cracks through the silence, muffled and raw. “I… I’m sorry.” She stirs, lifting her face to meet your gaze, her freckles star…