#viktor speaking

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do you guys think singed and heimerdinger explored each other's bodies

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i hope the artists who see my fictive ass in the tags of their art enjoy my little quips and comments. like in general of course, but part of me hopes they're able to recognize that i'm still the guy from my source. viktor arcane reblogged your art and you killed him. nice going. what's going to happen in season two now.

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me after making a small mistake: hm. i should be silent forever i think

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i’m. nigh inconsolable

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cw: miscarriage, child death, grief, suicidal ideation

her name was annaleise poškrabát. anya, for short. and she was so, so loved.

jayce handled the arrangements. i didn’t want a big funeral — we had her cremated, and i scattered her ashes by the pond, like canon!me did with sky. (i was just as close to pitching myself over the edge, too.)

sky was my anchor. jayce was a wonderful comfort, and he kept me alive very well. but sky kept me sane.

i carved anya’s full name into a wall by the pools in the lanes. the ones by the drainage pipes. a little memorial just for me, for… however long i had left. as long as it remained, my love for her would leave a mark on the world.

i told sky and jayce about it, of course. there was a silent understanding for them to keep it in decent condition after my death. at least, i think so. but i trusted them regardless.

[fromtheunderciity]

i am remembering things that are going to drive me to fucking drink

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being a disabled transsexual is good actually. i find much comfort in nonconformity

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i miss sky………………… where is she my friemd