: Every Timeline Every Possibility :
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gremlinhaus[ Forehead to forehead, and an explosion of light that fell around them in a symphony of time and space while the words reverberated within his mind, 'you are perfect the way that you are'. Their souls fused, in every timeline and every possibility there could only be them. Divine clarity, that was what it certainly was. Viktor was full of it, of the breath of Jayce's breath against his own and the certainty that they would find each other.
But gods, they could not be allowed to repeat their mistakes.
So many mistakes that could've been avoided if they had only known.
Wherever they went, whatever possibility they faced-- Viktor prayed that he would know, that he would be able to guide them away from the hubris of their own machinations, and the machinations of others. Especially for the man who braved hell so that he could be here at the end with him-- Jayce full of idealism and hope, who despite choices made could push all of it aside for the two of them, to give grace to the same man who could not understand that his own choices had been just as full of error.
Perhaps they could meet in the middle?
Underwater, Viktor had been underwater. He woke up in a start with the sun just peeking just above the horizon, trailing through his window with the first glimmers of morning. A deep breath like he had never breathed before in his entire life while air filled his gasping and aching lungs-- and that ache spread throughout his entire body.
Somewhere out there, Jayce was out there.
Waiting for him. "Every timeline, every possibility" he breathed as if it was a mantra.
There were memories of a life before this moment of wake-up, but it was coupled with the sudden infusion of life before, another era and another universe. Viktor had been given a second chance, and he would not squander it-- that is if he could find Jayce. Gods, Piltover was so big, and he was but one man; countless lives on the freeway of these souls, but he needed to find the exact one. Gods, what a challenge and with the limitations of his own body which he felt keenly.
But not weakness, never weakness as he forced himself out of bed and his body to cooperate with his own fragility. His cane was reached for and then he set about to go about his daily routine which came just as effortlessly as the time before all of this. ]
But gods, they could not be allowed to repeat their mistakes.
So many mistakes that could've been avoided if they had only known.
Wherever they went, whatever possibility they faced-- Viktor prayed that he would know, that he would be able to guide them away from the hubris of their own machinations, and the machinations of others. Especially for the man who braved hell so that he could be here at the end with him-- Jayce full of idealism and hope, who despite choices made could push all of it aside for the two of them, to give grace to the same man who could not understand that his own choices had been just as full of error.
Perhaps they could meet in the middle?
Underwater, Viktor had been underwater. He woke up in a start with the sun just peeking just above the horizon, trailing through his window with the first glimmers of morning. A deep breath like he had never breathed before in his entire life while air filled his gasping and aching lungs-- and that ache spread throughout his entire body.
Somewhere out there, Jayce was out there.
Waiting for him. "Every timeline, every possibility" he breathed as if it was a mantra.
There were memories of a life before this moment of wake-up, but it was coupled with the sudden infusion of life before, another era and another universe. Viktor had been given a second chance, and he would not squander it-- that is if he could find Jayce. Gods, Piltover was so big, and he was but one man; countless lives on the freeway of these souls, but he needed to find the exact one. Gods, what a challenge and with the limitations of his own body which he felt keenly.
But not weakness, never weakness as he forced himself out of bed and his body to cooperate with his own fragility. His cane was reached for and then he set about to go about his daily routine which came just as effortlessly as the time before all of this. ]
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Date: 2025-11-12 04:22 am (UTC)The pains of trying to get comfortable in the middle of the night which was in his sleep was perhaps the only way that he managed to stretch suitable. ] Perfectly so, I think that you are set to spoil me.
[ But perhaps a warning was in order. ] If I accidentally kick at you though, I will not blame you if you never want to sleep with myself ever again.
[ Protect your balls, Jayce. ]
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Date: 2025-11-12 04:36 am (UTC)[Please don't kick him in the balls, Vik. Though really, all that would lead to was Jayce deciding he was safer as the little spoon. He'd weather the kicks or the elbows or whatever perils may await if it meant he could hold his partner like this.]
Goodnight sweetheart. Do me a favor and don't be a dream come morning, okay?
[He reached down to snag the blanket and pull it up over the both of them.]
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Date: 2025-11-12 02:33 pm (UTC)For right now he was surrounded by the warmth of those arms and instinctively he backed up into it. His frame was small enough that it would be no issue whatsoever for himself to get lost within it. ]
I will not become a dream as long as you do not become one.
[ If anything, they could be a dream together-- right? ]