Jul 29
VeroVel is a cute ship. I wonder if Verosika would join the Vees or not.
I think it would be cool, and it would be a good idea for a Helluvaverse crossover, besides, there should be fan fiction on this topic on ao3
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VeroVel is a cute ship. I wonder if Verosika would join the Vees or not.
I think it would be cool, and it would be a good idea for a Helluvaverse crossover, besides, there should be fan fiction on this topic on ao3
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At the moment, I'm sitting drawing a small VeroVel doodle, and this is the first time I've drawn a verosika, I hope I don't screw up 🥀
it's concert szn
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there’s so much verovel in my drafts rn
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OUT RIGHT NOW AND ALL FUCKED UP. Hellaverse, Verosika/Velvette. 234 words. Prompts were “phone call/texting + potions/alcohol.”
Verosika's drunk-dialing again.
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PRETEND TO BE NICE. Hellaverse, Verosika/Velvette. 315 words. Prompts were “meeting her friends + jealousy.”
“I hate your fucking friends,” Verosika says. Velvette grins at her. “I hate yours,” she says, and leans in for a kiss.
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CELEBRITY SKIN. Hellaverse, Verosika/Velvette. 625 words. Prompts were "hair & makeup + lies & acting."
Velvette draws the eyeliner pen across Verosika’s lashline, though her lashes are already thick and fanned out and will likely obscure it completely when she opens her eyes. The shadow’s done, green glitter packed on thick in the same cat-eye shape as the liner, color and shine dancing as it catches the light. There isn’t much to do to Verosika — not much Velvette would do, if she’s honest, which she isn’t, ever, as a rule.
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