A Role to Play: Finished!
Part 3 of RTP is done! This encompasses several months in the domestic life of Vee and Masha and the significant developments in their relationship. It is very spicy.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/59673937/chapters/164143651
I do have some notions for future RTP content, but otherwise, I'm calling this done and moving on to chapter 30 of Your Touch, and starting up another side project I'm calling Six Tropes Walk into a Coffeehouse — a humorous human AU, beta Lumity story! A little preview:
Amity is the heiress of the Blight family fortune. Luz is a small town girl—or maybe boy; she's not always sure what she wants to be—who's been putting up with her snooty behavior for the last two years, and if she hears "service with a smile!" from her manager just one more time after a visit from the insufferably catty young woman, she might take a bat to his head. They're as different as could be, from social class to the grades they get in school. They mix like oil and water, if the oil's on fire and the water wants to kick its ass.
So when Amity comes into the coffeehouse to ask a huge favor, Luz is determined that she's going to get her money's worth before she agrees to anything. Amity needs a date for the biggest business dinner of the next ten years. Every major competitor will be there, vying for the attention of investors like the Blights. Mergers will be discussed. Deals will be signed. Futures will be carved out between billionaires and their kids, and the kids won't necessarily have a say in matters.
Amity needs a date. It's the only way to ensure her parents won't try to sell her off at the first opportunity. The problem is that any of the people she calls friends are exactly the kinds of people she'd rather not wind up married off to, and since they're already on her parents' short list of approved company…
It's a perfect opportunity to get this unbearable, self-important snot out of Luz's life for good. One night of shaking hand and speaking in a fake rich person accent for a pile of money and never seeing that ridiculous dye job in the customer line again? She's down.
There's only one small problem, and it just ran her over in the parking lot.
"Luz, are you okay? Did Amity do this?!"
"I'm fine! … Who's Amity?"
My brain has been extra crispy lately thanks to, well, stuff, but work on both Role to Play and Your Touch is continuing. I'll probably post chapter 29 sometime in the next week-ish? No idea about RTP Part 3 yet, haven't put as much work into that as I'd like (I feel awkward about working on an explicit fic around friends, go figure), but I sunk 628 words into it the other night. If folks want more frequent updates, I post my word count every night in The Owl Trust, our Discord server for TOH fanfiction. If that's something you'd like to check out, hit me up for an invite.