#luscha

I call it Lucha

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Boscha has been hiding a crush on Luz and Amity; like Amity before her, she doesn't know how to handle her feelings, but doubles down on her mean girl attitude because that’s how she hotwired herself.

But behind the scenes, Boscha writes Pataki-esque poems and soliloquy's about her feelings. An like Pataki, they start out comedically lovey dovey...only to get sad as she vents about her maladaptive ways of dealing with them, and how she thinks she's unworthy of anyone caring about her. How even if she tries, she can't stop being who she is. 

Boscha sighed a little as she caught sight of the small symbol she’d carved into a few of the trees a couple days ago. She’d rather it be an X because those were easier to make but at least the semi-circle that slammed into a smaller, full circle in the middle wasn’t too hard to make. She still wasn’t sure if she believed Luz though when she told her that it would help bless her hunts but she couldn’t really say they’d gotten worse since she’d started carving the symbol. It was also easier to tell if it had been placed on purpose or not than a few scratches would which was a comfort. One she needed too as she sighed.

 No tracks. No signs in general of the wolves as she’d been hoping to get by now. She still wasn’t even sure what she would have done had she seen their tracks. She was alone after all and one wolf versus one hunter…

  Without his knife, it couldn’t go any other way.

 Boscha’s hand slid along the hilt of her blade before she glanced back at the sled that was behind her. It had a couple rabbits and a fox from her snares but nothing too large yet. That was for the best in her opinion as she slipped her blade free. A minute later and she was laying the wolf’s pelt into some paper to help preserve it. Then she stood up and shouted, “I know you assholes can understand me so listen up!” She then held up the meat of the fox with her bloody glove as she shouted, “I’ve marked a half dozen trees to make it clear to other hunters where our divides are. If you came to our town for food, stay the fuck out!”

 She then threw the meat across the threshold and waited to see if there was any response. Her now free hand even twitched towards her bow. Just in case. If any small wolf showed her face after all, they might have a taste for Luz’s blood and then…

 Boscha sighed as nothing seemed to answer her. It’s what she expected but it still made her want to slice apart the symbol next to her. She shouldn’t be doing this. Not when Luz was still in danger. She also couldn’t keep wasting half of her day trying to find them. She had very little to show this week for it and the orphanage was counting on her. A lot of people were counting on her…

 Boscha sighed before turning her back on the wolves’ territory before she said, “We’ll do the same in return.”

 She then took a step before-

  Cru-Crash!

 Boscha was almost to the ground instantly. Despite being taller than most girls, she was able to squat low enough to be maybe two feet tall now. In the same breath, she’d slipped her bow off of her shoulders and knocked an arrow in it in spite of the knife in her hand. She’d made damn sure she didn’t have to drop it though to use her bow though and usually found her accuracy only suffered slightly. She couldn’t drop it now though. Not with how close the sound had been. The next sound to meet her wasn’t what she’d expected though. A deep, pitiful whining of some sort. She couldn’t even immediately place it as she slowly skulked through the woods to see what was going on. Her experience told her there was a ravine nearby but what was enough of a dumbass to fall into it?

 She quickly got her answer as she saw a bear pitifully trying to climb out of the brambles and vines that were a dozen feet below her. She narrowed her eyes for a moment as she tried to assess what had happened but she’d need a closer look for that. Maybe her broad headed arrows? Their extra weight could get through the thicker hide of bears but they were expensive to get ahold of and they were for if things went wrong. She didn’t exactly make it a habit to hunt something bigger than her. Getting it home was enough of a problem alone without how dangerous it was. The longer she considered it though, the more she realized she didn’t need anything like that. She also had no choice in what she wanted to do with the bear as she began to slowly make her way down the ravine. Getting the beast out was going to be a nightmare but it was better than the alternative. Much better.

 Even the bear seemed to know as it weakly clawed at the air towards her. Its back paws didn’t move though and Boscha grimaced as she saw the large rock that the bear had landed on. Its spine was likely destroyed which meant it wasn’t a threat. That also meant that she could get close enough so that her arrow would have maximum penetrating power. Enough to cleanly pierce the beast’s heart even without the extra weight. It was no question for her as she pulled back the bow, whispered, “You’re welcome,” before letting go.

 She shut her eyes for a moment before sighing. Now came the hard part.

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 Luz couldn’t help but keep glancing around herself as she bathed in the spring that Boscha and her made sure to share each Saturday. It was a promise they kept to make sure no matter how busy either of them got, they always spent an hour catching up each week. Not that Luz focused on the getting clean part as much as she should. Instead, she kept her cloak on to help cover herself up. Sure they were both girls but even if Luz didn’t feel weird whenever Boscha was… exposed around her, she’d still struggle being comfortable around Boscha like this. After all, Boscha had a body that appeared like it was sculpted by some sort of god with how she didn’t have an ounce of fat and nothing but muscle to replace it. She’d even heard that people made statues of such men so why shouldn’t she be flustered around such a body!?

 But today she was concerned for a different reason. Boscha almost always beat her to getting here, even if it meant bringing her prey with her. Heck, sometimes Boscha would need to at least take a second dip in the water because something came for her prizes and, well… Boscha kept her bow and knife close just in case. It made Luz fidget sometimes, even as King told her that the forest had no problems with Boscha’s hunting habits.

 She hadn’t showed up yet though and Luz was almost done washing herself so where was sh-

 “Cannonball!”

 Luz barely had time before she was suddenly drenched anew by a crashing wave. That got a laugh out of her as she turned to see her friend. And then she screamed.

 “Aaaaaaaaaah!”

 Boscha emerged almost instantly and darted towards where she’d stashed her knife before surprising her friend. Only once she had it in hand did she turn back to Luz and ask, “What’s wrong?”

 Luz puffed her cheeks out before pointing at the water that was slowly fading back to normal after having been dyed a dark red. “ That ! Why were you covered in blood!? Did something attack you?”

 Oh. That… made sense. She should have thought about that first as she scolded herself for making Luz worry. Part of her job was explicitly to make Luz not worry after all. At least, to her. Then again, she was also supposed to be impressive enough to her friend so she could be missing an arm and Luz would think she still could fix anything.

 She couldn’t just apologize for making her worry though. Luz needed to learn not to worry about her. So instead, she stood tall and used her free hand to smooth back her hair as she pushed her chest out. “Just take a look and tell me.”

 Luz didn’t want to. She wanted to stay mad. She hardly could though while staring at Boscha’s body while it was drenched and hardly covered by her undergarments. It was the exact sort of sight she tried to avoid because she could barely control herself. The water traced her muscles, made sure there was less dirt than usual to hide her strong cheekbones and the look on her friend’s eyes… It was the sort of confidence that had made her pass out when she first experienced these sorts of feelings. Instead, she found her cheeks burning bright as her legs wobbled a bit. How could someone make her feel so giddy and so much like a fool at the same time!? Just one look was enough to damn near cripple her. And yet Boscha never seemed to notice so… HOW!? “I-I mean, um, uh, I can see that you, well, don’t have any new scars but that still doesn’t explain anything…”

 Boscha relaxed a little as she smiled gently at Luz. She was safe doing it right now. Luz couldn’t keep eye contact with her in the springs after all, let alone while she was probably hoping her hair didn’t catch on fire from how hot her face was. She still wished she understood that part of Luz. She did think Luz was pretty after all. Her darker skin reminded her of the woods she spent so much time in already. Her smile was brighter than any fire she could light. Her laughter and songs were more beautiful than any birdsong.

 Then again, she didn’t need an answer with Luz. There were so many times her best friend confused her after all. When her heart was too big. When she seemed to think the smallest things in the world were too precious to ignore. How she seemed able to make friends with anyone and leave herself so vulnerable despite all the dangers the world had to offer. All with a smile and a whistle on her lips. A smile she’d protect to the very end because she lov-

  “We’d be different like you then, right Steve?”

 A smile she’d protect to the very end because Luz was her best friend.

 Boscha rolled her shoulders back and she swore for a second that she heard a branch snap or something. It was probably just her back popping though. She did smile again as she saw Luz barely manage to stay standing for a second before she sighed. “I can’t stay like usual unfortunately. I found an injured bear today and was simply drenched by the time I got his pelt and meat out of the ravine I found him.” She then paused as she considered mentioning how something she hadn’t heard had stolen her rabbits while she was busy. Luz would get worried about her missing something like that though so it’d be better if she just said nothing. Instead she said, “I needed to get at least some of its blood off of me before I went to town but this pelt is worth too much not to make sure it gets back safe. Reschedule for another day?”

 Luz sighed a little as she couldn’t help but smile. How Boscha managed to be so mature, she just didn’t understand. Her mom told her that orphans usually had to grow up fast but it was still incredible for her to think about how far Boscha had come in just three years. It made her only want their private time more but then she was being selfish and childish and… “I get it. We can talk about it tomorrow! I’ll even make sure to get up early to make us something for breakfast, promise!” “I’ll-” Boscha paused for a second mid-turn before deciding to raise one of her arms and flex it for Luz. She then pushed it a little harder and flicked the water on her bicep off as she made sure every muscle was clear as day, “-hold you to it, got it?”

 Luz opened her mouth, closed it, opened it again and then finally smashing her face into the water. Another set of eyes was kind of wishing she could do the same. After all, Amity was lucky not to have fallen out of her tree when she oddly enough blacked out for a second when the hunter emerged from the water originally. She was still wondering why she had a bloody nose or why the sound of getting squeezed tight by the rough killer sounded like a  good  thing.

 How was this even more confusing than what her prey did to her mind!? She buried her face into her paws as she tried to tell herself to leave. That being here was a bad idea and had nothing but dumb luck. Nothing was here for her after all, not unless she wanted to get wet during practice.

A couple lessons learned here, but that’s okay. Art is all about learning. And fluff, of course.

This is Luscha who belongs to @himbohisoka

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That's right, folks, I have a new fanfic :D it's a self-indulgent Luscha fanfic because, in case you haven't noticed, I'm getting slightly obsessed with the ship, hehe:

'Luz needs help asking out Amity, so Boscha decides to help. Luz quickly learns of Boscha's own problems, and vows to help her out. Feelings quickly get caught...'