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Vacant Memories of the Future by mustyturnip
Fandoms: Arcane: League of Legends (Cartoon 2021)
14 Jan 2025
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He'd almost believed he'd never feel the rain again. Let alone the creeping heat of the sun against his back. It was hard to imagine what had kept him going now that he was face down against the pavement. Overgrown moss clinging to his flush cheeks. Body relaxing as if a weight had been slung off his shoulders. A whole world left down below him, a life he had quickly forsaken the minute he clawed to the surface. He had found the will within himself to believe he could survive. Yet deep down he knew exactly what had kept him alive.
Viktor would've believed in him. Just as he did all those years ago. As Jayce still tragically believed in Viktor. And maybe that’s all that really carried him from the depths. Even if that’s what also sent him there.
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Jayce has a lot of time to rectify his feelings down in the cavern beneath a desolate Piltover, Viktor being the forefront of said feelings. Or Jayce reflects on the times he spent with Viktor. Jayce makes him a new crutch :)
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If soft crystal eyes could gaze back at him only for a moment. He would bask in their glow. And the warmth of skin pressed to his carved a familiar path. Etching every memorable indent and embrace deep into the imprints of his soul. In a world where titans were a mere afterthought to the own gaping loneliness that ate away at the flesh of his heart.
"The fever tells me that my wings have long since burned away and the searing heat of bones jutting from my back are a hollow husk of deliberation. "
Erwin's PTSD is eating him alive. He struggles to overcome his own repressed feelings.
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She stood back, watching in utter horror. Subconsciously cupping her nose and mouth as her eyes were wide open and her jaw agape. As terrible and disgusting as it was, she desperately wanted to look away, but her eyes were glued in disbelief. Words strangled in her throat and for the first time in eons, not a single solution scrawled itself to life in her brain.
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Waking up to the swollen mass of flesh eating insects wasn't exactly on their agenda, but then again adventuring was their trade. They couldn't have been more suited for this. Except they weren't.
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A collection of short stories involving atrocities and their kinfolk, written during moments of unprecedented horror in my life. Perpetually unfinished. Will be updated whenever I require a particular bloodletting in my life.
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