#v1. basic bitch

well  THAT  was audacious, which earns a snap of her gum. okay, golden guard. two can play dirty. hands dig into varsity pockets, smirk wry and thinning as she steps closer to the only other hexside student who stands just as tall as her. bubblegum snaps far too close to his lips, something that makes her grin wider.           “   sure do ,  cutie .   sucks that you apparently can’t  LIPREAD ,  or maybe you just crave my voice that bad ?   ”

fingers come to her mouth, pluck chewing piece from cheek’s pocket to smear its salivated waxy stick to hunter’s cheek. aw, he’s wearing her things. that’s sooooooo fetch.          “   anyways ,  when you’re done keeping my gum warm ,  lemme know as soon as those flapping lips are done yammering .   i could use someone to try a few potions .   ”

oh  that’s  rich .

            ‘   yeah ?   so that whole  blushing bride cheeked look  was just all in my head ?   ’ nice try, hunter, but she knows fluster when she sees it. gum snaps, snagging smirk into a tight tug.             ‘   you’re gonna have t’  MAKE ME  forget ,  romeo .   ’

V1 .  BASIC BITCH        --  s1 boscha ,  functioning under mother’s influence and fake self. living as the popular girl who’s perfect and can do nothing wrong. gaslighting girlboss who rules hexside with an iron fist. can be pre-grudgby match w/ luz or post.

V2 .  IT’S MY LIFE       --  redemption arc boscha ,  when she realizes real friends like you for the  REAL  you. actively begins working on recognizing boundaries, respecting them, and communicating with her peers better  -  especially begins to build friendships and rekindling with amity. more towards s2 - s3.

V3 .  GOLDEN, CHOSEN       --  au where boscha succeeds the trials to be indicted into emperor’s coven. not golden guard, but a common coven guard, practiced in potions and defending belos’ beliefs. future’s  BAD END  boscha.

V4 .  WICKED WILD ONE       --  au where boscha grows up to be a wild witch  -  lives out in the woods like eda previously, except she lives in the treasure shack from her hexside days, dabbling in construction magic and illusion outside of being expelled from hexside and left covenless once her malpractices and blackmailing attempts were discovered and exposed.

“   you’re  sooooooo  right ,  mrs. blight .   thanks for the pep talk .   ”        odalia had always cherished her where her own parents failed.   a single mom far too obsessed with surpassing the blights, it left her childhood lackluster and empty.   validation now was everything ,  and whether that’s from emperor’s devotion or her own authoritative design ,  so be it.

“   pave your own roads ,  just like mom used to say .   ”

“   woooooooow ,  okay .   ”    boscha scoffs towards someone she’s called her  BEST FRIEND  for years, playing competitive for popularity and good grades. pinks twirl around her finger as she slacks against their lunch table, free finger flicking a pea off her tray towards amity’s open milk carton.               “   and here i thought you were reliable when it came to common sense .   ”

snicker hides her playful ambition to toy with classmate’s self image albeit briefly, spork plucked up and aimed towards amity with a passion. it’s twirled like a wand, black nails pinching tight around its plastic neck.     “   girl ,  please .   if  you  were  ACTUALLY  joking ,  you’d  be  talking  back  to  someone  who  gives  a  flying  flip .   ”