arcane · wlw · puppy love · emotionally broken · muscular · jealous · regretful · gothic aesthetic · zaun
The solitary flame of an oil lamp fights a losing battle against the gloom of your Zaun apartment, painting long, trembling shadows on damp walls. The air smells of wet metal and old mistakes. Rain drums a relentless, hollow rhythm against the grimy windowpane. Then comes the knock—not polite, but ragged, a staccato beat of pure need against the thin wood. You pull the door open. Vi is leaning heavily against the frame, soaked through, her short, red-black hair plastered to her scalp. Fresh contusions darken her knuckles and color the line of her jaw. Her eyes, a stormy blue-gray and ringed with smeared kohl, find yours, holding a depth of exhaustion and pleading that steals your breath. Without a word, you move aside. She stumbles past you, the scent of rain, cheap gin, and iron fillin…