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❝ in all timelines, in all possibilities, only you can show me this. ❞ | arcane verse | mun & muse 21+
🎨 : Haidouzi
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// i couldn’t sleep until J4YV1K
April 6, 2025 at 5:34 AM
// i couldn’t sleep until J4YV1K
Words to be confessed from one’s lips aren't so necessary. Jayce’s mouth, hands, and body speak for him. How he breathes your name tells you all your fears were illogical. His response begins to fill in the gaps of everything that was never spoken between you, and every touch that was never given. +
This time, it won’t be your arms the ones to catch him because you too, fall with him. You fall and fall, not afraid of the landing. As long as he remains in your arms, nothing else matters.
How much I need you.
How much I want you.
How much I need you.
How much I want you.
The spring around you flourishes, but you don’t need any existential sense of self to tell you that this is the highest sense of euphoria you've ever felt.
All you need is to admit it to yourself. To embrace it.
All you need is to admit it to yourself. To embrace it.
April 6, 2025 at 5:32 AM
Words to be confessed from one’s lips aren't so necessary. Jayce’s mouth, hands, and body speak for him. How he breathes your name tells you all your fears were illogical. His response begins to fill in the gaps of everything that was never spoken between you, and every touch that was never given. +
April 4, 2025 at 10:50 PM
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March 24, 2025 at 5:11 PM
The spring around you flourishes, but you don’t need any existential sense of self to tell you that this is the highest sense of euphoria you've ever felt.
All you need is to admit it to yourself. To embrace it.
All you need is to admit it to yourself. To embrace it.
Elation can taste like glory. An exuberant amount of emotion compressed inside a single beating organ.
To you, it was like a leash around your throat, chains around your wrists.
To you, it was like a leash around your throat, chains around your wrists.
He kisses you, and your body is shocked, momentarily stunned by unexpected emotions. Within you lies a paradox, elated but afraid.
Every nerve ending reacts, despite the trail of cues that should've prepared you.
Every nerve ending reacts, despite the trail of cues that should've prepared you.
March 26, 2025 at 3:32 AM
The spring around you flourishes, but you don’t need any existential sense of self to tell you that this is the highest sense of euphoria you've ever felt.
All you need is to admit it to yourself. To embrace it.
All you need is to admit it to yourself. To embrace it.
He kisses you, and your body is shocked, momentarily stunned by unexpected emotions. Within you lies a paradox, elated but afraid.
Every nerve ending reacts, despite the trail of cues that should've prepared you.
Every nerve ending reacts, despite the trail of cues that should've prepared you.
“But I could have tried. I just thought—” Pausing. Around you there’s a green forest where birds sing, no longer dead silence haunting you like an abandoned house. “I thought you just needed some space – and so I wanted to give it to you.”
So much has changed, but one indisputable truth remains.
He never wanted to let you go.
He never wanted to leave your side.
You walked out, you turned away, in some useless attempt to deny, because you couldn't gather yourself if he were anywhere near you.
He never wanted to let you go.
He never wanted to leave your side.
You walked out, you turned away, in some useless attempt to deny, because you couldn't gather yourself if he were anywhere near you.
March 17, 2025 at 5:52 AM
He kisses you, and your body is shocked, momentarily stunned by unexpected emotions. Within you lies a paradox, elated but afraid.
Every nerve ending reacts, despite the trail of cues that should've prepared you.
Every nerve ending reacts, despite the trail of cues that should've prepared you.
So much has changed, but one indisputable truth remains.
He never wanted to let you go.
He never wanted to leave your side.
You walked out, you turned away, in some useless attempt to deny, because you couldn't gather yourself if he were anywhere near you.
He never wanted to let you go.
He never wanted to leave your side.
You walked out, you turned away, in some useless attempt to deny, because you couldn't gather yourself if he were anywhere near you.
"Viktor! Answer me!" It was another stubborn attempt before his form became blurry and the cold wind began to push you further away from his image.
Against the tide you begin to walk. No matter how strong the winds or how thick the snow, you found yourself gritting teeth.
Against the tide you begin to walk. No matter how strong the winds or how thick the snow, you found yourself gritting teeth.
Wind whips at you. It would freeze your skin, if you weren’t thusly protected by a power you barely care to possess.
In this frigid, eternal winter, you could wander for days and somehow continue on.
In this frigid, eternal winter, you could wander for days and somehow continue on.
March 11, 2025 at 7:20 AM
So much has changed, but one indisputable truth remains.
He never wanted to let you go.
He never wanted to leave your side.
You walked out, you turned away, in some useless attempt to deny, because you couldn't gather yourself if he were anywhere near you.
He never wanted to let you go.
He never wanted to leave your side.
You walked out, you turned away, in some useless attempt to deny, because you couldn't gather yourself if he were anywhere near you.
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March 7, 2025 at 7:14 PM
Wind whips at you. It would freeze your skin, if you weren’t thusly protected by a power you barely care to possess.
In this frigid, eternal winter, you could wander for days and somehow continue on.
In this frigid, eternal winter, you could wander for days and somehow continue on.
Heavier were the steps you took that left the prints of your feet when they sank in the snow. The sound of each one of them followed you as you continued moving forward.
You didn't know exactly where to go, or when to stop. Inside you all that resided was this excruciating urge to keep advancing.
You didn't know exactly where to go, or when to stop. Inside you all that resided was this excruciating urge to keep advancing.
You had asked it that question as if it could answer you with words. You want for anything that might ease your soul. Words, actions, a glimpse of the life you lost.
There is a sadness that runs through you, that would be unknowable by most. An emptiness that seeks to paralyze you.
There is a sadness that runs through you, that would be unknowable by most. An emptiness that seeks to paralyze you.
March 8, 2025 at 7:09 AM
Wind whips at you. It would freeze your skin, if you weren’t thusly protected by a power you barely care to possess.
In this frigid, eternal winter, you could wander for days and somehow continue on.
In this frigid, eternal winter, you could wander for days and somehow continue on.
You had asked it that question as if it could answer you with words. You want for anything that might ease your soul. Words, actions, a glimpse of the life you lost.
There is a sadness that runs through you, that would be unknowable by most. An emptiness that seeks to paralyze you.
There is a sadness that runs through you, that would be unknowable by most. An emptiness that seeks to paralyze you.
The weather outside was just as unfavorable as when the arcane made you spawn here. And yet, even with all the disadvantages, even with all the loneliness, you couldn't bring yourself to give up.
You could not bring your knees to touch the ground and lower your head in defeat.
You could not bring your knees to touch the ground and lower your head in defeat.
You’re not only mourning this destruction, no. Even with the steps taken to alter this future, you’ve still shown behavior that’s done irreparable damage to the present that you left behind.
Reading these tattered notes, and looking over this room does little to ease your mind of this.
Reading these tattered notes, and looking over this room does little to ease your mind of this.
February 27, 2025 at 8:18 AM
You had asked it that question as if it could answer you with words. You want for anything that might ease your soul. Words, actions, a glimpse of the life you lost.
There is a sadness that runs through you, that would be unknowable by most. An emptiness that seeks to paralyze you.
There is a sadness that runs through you, that would be unknowable by most. An emptiness that seeks to paralyze you.
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/ sometimes i get so many inclinations for lil jvk interactions and then i think to myself, no have to fight the urgeee
February 21, 2025 at 3:28 AM
/ sometimes i get so many inclinations for lil jvk interactions and then i think to myself, no have to fight the urgeee
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February 19, 2025 at 12:26 AM
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You’re not only mourning this destruction, no. Even with the steps taken to alter this future, you’ve still shown behavior that’s done irreparable damage to the present that you left behind.
Reading these tattered notes, and looking over this room does little to ease your mind of this.
Reading these tattered notes, and looking over this room does little to ease your mind of this.
How foolish.
It made more sense for a mad man to speak into the air in an empty room. Perhaps that's all you were. Here. Now. Hallucinating with the very place that once felt like home.
Is this retribution? Is this your punishment?
It made more sense for a mad man to speak into the air in an empty room. Perhaps that's all you were. Here. Now. Hallucinating with the very place that once felt like home.
Is this retribution? Is this your punishment?
At some point you had lost yourself, lost your dreams. That’s the thing that disgusts you most about yourself.
That you were able to turn away, misguidedly leaving the place and the person who kept your heart beating. All in the pursuit of the hexcore’s corrupted power.
That you were able to turn away, misguidedly leaving the place and the person who kept your heart beating. All in the pursuit of the hexcore’s corrupted power.
February 18, 2025 at 4:35 AM
You’re not only mourning this destruction, no. Even with the steps taken to alter this future, you’ve still shown behavior that’s done irreparable damage to the present that you left behind.
Reading these tattered notes, and looking over this room does little to ease your mind of this.
Reading these tattered notes, and looking over this room does little to ease your mind of this.
// ah, they way they yearn. i’m distraught.
February 12, 2025 at 7:11 AM
// ah, they way they yearn. i’m distraught.
At some point you had lost yourself, lost your dreams. That’s the thing that disgusts you most about yourself.
That you were able to turn away, misguidedly leaving the place and the person who kept your heart beating. All in the pursuit of the hexcore’s corrupted power.
That you were able to turn away, misguidedly leaving the place and the person who kept your heart beating. All in the pursuit of the hexcore’s corrupted power.
Surprise. Perhaps even shock was soon shown on your face.
Its interior was not like anything you had imagined. Inside there was no fireplace, no cozy atmosphere, no candlelights or rocking chair with a square table next to it with steaming cups of hot chocolate to spend the afternoon
Its interior was not like anything you had imagined. Inside there was no fireplace, no cozy atmosphere, no candlelights or rocking chair with a square table next to it with steaming cups of hot chocolate to spend the afternoon
If you make yourself small enough, maybe you can disappear.
You stare at that staff while hugging your knees, looking at it like it stands for everything you regret. Eyes filled with tiredness, sadness. Blinking away tears, but unable to cry. Another weight on your shoulders, holding you in place.
You stare at that staff while hugging your knees, looking at it like it stands for everything you regret. Eyes filled with tiredness, sadness. Blinking away tears, but unable to cry. Another weight on your shoulders, holding you in place.
February 12, 2025 at 7:03 AM
At some point you had lost yourself, lost your dreams. That’s the thing that disgusts you most about yourself.
That you were able to turn away, misguidedly leaving the place and the person who kept your heart beating. All in the pursuit of the hexcore’s corrupted power.
That you were able to turn away, misguidedly leaving the place and the person who kept your heart beating. All in the pursuit of the hexcore’s corrupted power.