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A Role to Play

Part II of my spicy Veesha fic is up! I needed a bit of a break after chapter 26 of Your Touch, and chapter 27 is going to be hard as well - Odalia continues to be Odalia. But until then, we have 12,685 words of Vee growing into a young adult, setting out on her own, learning a little about life and a lot about herself and how weird relationships can be. I say this is a Veesha fic because that's the central relationship, but it's got a lot of Vee and the unnamed cheerleader girl from episode 1, who I've dubbed Clara McKinley. It's no secret that if I wind up writing a Part IV, Clara will be part of the cast. Clarveesha anyone? Word of warning, the spice levels have ramped up considerably, and the next part (aka the part I actually started this fic to write in the first place) will be straight up incendiary. My works

In my fic, Luz thinks of herself as a bad person trying and failing to be better. That's her core character trait, her innermost motivator: the ways people hurt her and what she had to do in order to survive have imprinted upon her as evidence that she's irredeemable, but it doesn't stop her from trying. She can't help her past self, so she seeks to help everyone else today and will never feel like it's enough to make up for what she's done. The fact that no one is condemning her is drowned out by how much she hates herself first and foremost among the humanity she hates at large. When they broke her, they broke her faith in people. She gradually regained her trust in others with the unconditional love of Eda and her owl family, but that faith in herself remains shattered. She is Broken and Beloved.

the people i love don’t hate me enough

happy pride month to them

Masha and Vee on Grom night! Just funky little guys

I love these so much. I'm having a powerful temptation to try writing a take on the series that revolves around the Boiling Isles having a wholly unique culture that Belos has been subverting across the centuries, gradually twisting myths and legends around death and transformation into ones of guilt and inescapable sin. "Bloody paint on the hands, feet, and mouth? When we were primordial beasts, we sustained ourselves with the red hunt, tearing our prey apart and glorifying ourselves in their slaughter. Oh, we don't do that sort of thing these days. Not often, anyway." "Abomination paint under the eyes? That symbolizes the death and decay from which we grew, and we memorialize it in tears because our lifegiver could only create us through the ultimate sacrifice. Our art pays homage to the Titan, without whose death we literally would not exist." And then along comes Belos, insisting that this is a perversion meant to absolve witches of the true horror of their existence, not as their god's children, but parasites whose sustained existence only indicts them for crimes against their maker. It would add a new dimension to the coven system, not just as a "purer" form of magic, but one allegedly intended to reconcile the unworthy wretches of the world to their creator.

grom night :))

that's her freaking baby

I just love her to death. I'm doing a Veesha fic on the side while poking at chapter 23 and shiny Vee art is always encouraging. ^_^

Vee is love

Vee is life

they do be sleebin

I feel like they would have a lot to talk about