See, The Difficult Part Is That... Outside Of The Apprentices He’s Had Over The Years (and Their Families,

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Tbh... Veric needs........ spite friends

Friends who will talk shit about him to his face and trade barbs while sitting and enjoying tea together and finding ways to check on each other while also refusing to acknowledge they like each other

Denmark/Copenhagen/Glyptoteket - 2019

Ridiculously early in the morning will be my time for romance posting instead of NSFW posting here we go

Veric has a number of ways in which he tends to show his affection through letting people into his ‘spaces’ —he’s a private person in general, so coming into his home, or being told specific things about his life or past, sure. But... probably the biggest, I think, is when you see him without any kind of glamours, or makeup, or obscuring who or what he really is, in a sense.

Sure, appearance is kind of important in most mage societies and arcane scientists aren’t that different in the end, even though they like to believe they’re more about the pursuit of knowledge than anything so superficial. But for Veric specifically, it’s because... he’s known for the image of strength he presents, and how frail and lifeless he can look at times when he’s overexerted himself and not using glamours to obscure it can be a startling contrast. His skin goes pale, he looks sickly, even his hair and eyes lose their luster and he gets a little more sluggish, a little more irritable than he already was (sounds hard to do, I know lol) not to mention he usually doesn’t wear his prostheses just because it takes less energy to simply use his wheelchair when he’s feeling that way, since he won’t be leaving his home in that state.

So if he willingly allows you to see him that way? I don’t think there’s a more grand show of trust from him, if I’m honest. He doesn’t like being vulnerable when it can be helped, so many of his formative years were spent learning to hide any and all signs of weakness so that he can survive.

Veric’s situational husband might be making an appearance on tumblr and if he does Veric is gonna become the most annoying motherfucker in the world

Since I’m thinking about it—a little more on Veric’s prostheses.

Normally, when he’s back home in his atelier or, recently, tutoring only his most recent apprentice, he’ll use his wheelchair instead of his prosthetics, which is... just a practical thing, really, because the workshop is already equipped with a lift operated by arcana machina, so he just needs something really basic but sturdy that will get him around the place when he’s low-energy and doesn’t have to expend a bunch of effort to maintain it. There are maybe a handful of people who’ve even seen the wheelchair or know that he uses it, and that list includes his current apprentice Iseult, his old Army Mage™ friends Vallareo and Isonandra, and his field-of-study peer/rival Elian.

Outside of that, though, even though they’re pretty much always concealed by his clothes when he wears them, his prosthetics are well known and even something of a legend because of the circumstances surrounding them. A lot of the mages that fought in the war have stories that were spread around in the aftermath, and Veric’s in particular is about the rough-hewn legs of diamond he made for himself in a desperate attempt to fight beside his friends, which... is more accurate than he’ll acknowledge, admittedly. Before then, arcana machina that served as prosthetics only tended to work as short-term replacements for smaller limbs like fingers and such, just because it was difficult to find reliable and sturdy materials that possessed types of arcane power that easily mesh with the natural power of a human body, meaning that the cost of even cheaper materials meant it usually wasn’t worth bothering at all if they couldn’t reliably work long-term. What Veric did was nothing short of a miracle, but after the war he had plenty of time to actually refine the prosthetics into something more resembling actual limbs in both shape and operation, outside of the colors and runes and the like, and though it’s still not a widespread use of machina, the incident did contribute to legitimizing machina prosthetics as a concept. Appearance-wise, they actually have a quite elegant form, lined with shallow veins and runes inlaid with aquamarine and hemimorphite, white and light blue stonework that glows faintly in darker atmospheres.

He usually tends to wear or at least carry shoes with him so that he doesn’t damage “finer” floors like tile and whatnot, but if he’s traveling out in the wilds? He will quite literally go barefoot. Black diamond is a powerful and now somewhat rare resource in arcane science and here he is literally trampling prosthetics made of the stuff through the dirt and mud because it’s convenient and he can do what he want.

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥-𝐬𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐬 𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐮𝐧 𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐚; 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐩𝐭𝐡𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬.

by  min seub Jung

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