Voracity

Interlude: Mask of Ice

The town of Sekiu was dead.

It was more of a village than a town, really. The kind of place that lived on tourist traffic and hosted more RVs than houses. People who lived inland drove out to Sekiu for fishing, diving, and kayaking. Officially, it was a “census-designated place.” Its permanent residents had numbered in the low double digits. Then Echidna came along.

Messages left by the dead described an atmosphere of terror. Coordinated attacks on power lines, phone lines, an...

5.1 The Masks We Wear

My oldest friend in the world—a woman I’ve known since high school—just told me that she’s a wizard. This is, to put it mildly, something of a shock. And, given my best friend’s propensity for shameless lies and pursuing the bit at all costs, I’m not sure I believe her.

I shoot Mordacity a skeptical look and say, “Okay, prove it. What makes you a ‘wizard’ and not a witch or a magical girl? How do I know you’re not just messing with me?”

She taps her chin and ...

Market Research for 2nd Serial

Hello! I am chipping away at various story things and realized, hey, I can do market research. So, for my next project, which is a romance, I'm thinking of having a lot of love interests. Maybe poly, maybe harem, definitely lots of people kissing each other. I have... ideas for this one. Otome isekai, bad ends galore, a spicy blend of horror and romance.

Would the cast of love interests being mixed gender instead of all-women influence your decision to read it? How many bisexuality enjo...

State of the Serial: October 2025

Alright, let's get the big ones out of the way first. Break week coming up for patrons, updates returning on the 26th.

THE GOOD: Progress is proceeding on the next arc of TMGM. After dealing with sickness for weeks, it's down to the last dregs of a lingering cough and I've been able to finally catch up on writing and start to get ahead again. No more chapter delays, and I can finally put more energy into my second project.

THE BAD: My girlfriend broke up with me, which means I'm n...

4.8 December Discoveries

On New Year’s Eve, I go stargazing. The apartment I share with Sophia is in a complex that isn’t quite as nice as the one where I’ve hidden away my secret streaming apartment, but it has a rooftop terrace with a good view. I invited Sophia to join me, but she said she’d probably be out late again.

Pandora is waiting for me when I reach the roof.

“Hello again, Ms. Emily,” the cat greets me in its pleasant, empty voice. “Are you adapting well to your new position withi...

4.7 December Discoveries

Rachel: heyyyy a friend invited me over to play magic

Rachel: but!

Rachel: im not far i can be back super quick

Sophia: Ah, don’t worry about it. I’m sure you weren’t expecting me back home at any reasonable time, so please don’t rush around on my behalf.

Rachel: ah, but consider: i could go home and say hi to you

Sophia: Seriously, Rachel, if you’re ou...

4.6 December Discoveries

For the third time this week, it’s raining in Forks. That is not, in itself, particularly exceptional, but I think I deserve a little bit of grumbling about it not snowing on Christmas Eve. Does the weather not have any respect for tradition? For symbolism?

I’m bundled up in a fluffy coat from one of the nicer stores at the mall and a bootleg Strix Striga scarf I found on Etsy. I trudge through the damp streets, my umbrella sheltering me from the worst of the sky’s tantrum, as I d...

4.5 December Discoveries

It’s another rainy day in the middle of December. I wish it was snowing, but we get most of our snow in the later months of winter. Maybe I’ll get lucky around Christmas.

I stuff my face with leftover sushi from yesterday as I shuffle about my private apartment getting ready for today’s stream. Day-old fish is probably on the lower end of healthy meals, but I can’t get sick, so who cares? The salmon is still delicious.

The nice thing about streaming under transformation is...

4.4 December Discoveries

Lights. Camera. Action.

Agatha Cain takes the stage, entering the commandeered museum hall resplendent in her signature outfit. That corset! Those boots! Keen-eyed Agatha steps through the archway, those piercing rainbow orbs sweeping across the scene and taking it all in. Our heroine came prepared for violence, her tome of lore at the ready, but even the quick-witted detective wasn’t expecting to find her own face staring back at her—and in triplicate, no, hextuplicate! 2025-10-03 01:40:28 +0000 UTC View Post

very probable chapter delay due to sicjness

hallo. hej. bonjour.

it's me, your friendly neighborhood sickly victorian child. cough. hack. cough.

I HAVE BEEN SICK FOR SO LONG OH MY GOD

so okay. like, a week and a half ago, i fell ill with plague. specifically, i had a flareup of aches and pains while suffering extreme temperature regulation issues. freezing and then burning, freezing and burning, ow my neck, ow my everything, hrggghhhh zombie vora.

but! that passed. with the power of nyquil and food and rest and ...

4.3 December Discoveries

The inner Spire stands tall at the center of the park. Like the real Tower, it’s the singular highlight of a commercial cul-de-sac, surrounded by businesses gleeful to squat in its shadow, but that similarity is an illusion. The restaurants and cafes are just facades, their doors and windows painted on. The fountain’s contents are sculpted glass rather than water. It’s all a lie.

Up close, the Spire glows with multicolored light just like the one we’re technically inside, a sign...

4.2 December Discoveries

“We shouldn’t stay here long,” Howl says after we bring her up to speed. “With the shifters, we aren’t on a strict timetable like the Halloween mission. You opened the tower, it should be trivial to get back in later, so let’s just run a quick sweep and then return to the others for debrief.”

I sketch a mock salute. “Yes, boss!”

Howl shoots me an unimpressed look, but there’s less genuine annoyance than there would have been a month ago; I’m wearing her down,...

sick vora rambles about writing

What's up gamers it's your girl Vora "Voracity" Vora here to talk about writing and the book and STUFF. I almost didn't get today's chapter out on time because I have been SICK with PLAGUE (i actually don't know what i have but i'm pretty sure it was partly brought on by taking 20mg and staying up way too late too many nights in a row, tanking my immune system). I'm still sick, actually, but I'm decently lucid right now and I've been wanting to talk about writing for MONTHS so here we are

4.1 December Discoveries

“Ready?”

Agatha nods. “I think so. I’ve been practicing a lot for this and I’ve gotten my record up to ten minutes. If that’s not enough time… well, there’ll be more windows.”

Ferromancer’s voice crackles over our hidden earpieces. “Camera blind is active and the nearest night guard is on the other side of the museum. Get to work, you two.”

In early November, I joined Visage as their newest partnered witch. The past month has been an absolute blur of ...

Casting Call: Book 2 Cameos

Hey there, nerds. Production is starting on book 2 of This Magical Girl is Mine, and we're going to see a few Visage streams, so I'm putting out a casting call: comment below with the username you want and the kinds of reactions your character would give, and I'll try to find a place for you in the stream chat of a chapter.

Shout out your favorite magical girl or witch through a fictional Twitch follower proxy! Drum up fear about the Catastrophes or the Syndicate! Insult the streamer re...

Sneak Peek at Untitled Project

Hey there, patrons! This week is a break week for y'all, buuuuut... here's a WIP for the protagonist of my super secret second serial project. Does it have a name yet? Maybe. How many chapters have I written? One and a half, neither edited. But it's coming!

The plan is to get the first six chapters done and dusted, then reorganize the patreon to a 5/5/8/20 system. I'll upload the first chapter free for everyone, then keep the rest for patrons until I have enough backlog built up to dump...

Book 1 Done, Two Week Break, Future Plans

We've reached the end of the first book of This Magical Girl is Mine. I have been pleased, delighted, and humbled by the amount of interest the story has gotten. I am also THIRSTY FOR MORE!! So, here's my immediate plans:

Patreon is taking a break for two weeks while I put some time into my super duper secret second project. I knew I needed a break like that after book 1, which was a big part of why I pushed through the regular RR break week to keep putting out chapters. So, TM...

Interlude: Strix Striga

Six Years Ago

“Hastur!” Sophia called out. “I’m back. Let’s talk.”

She drifted through a secret place in the depths of the World of Glass, watching stars and planets float by as she approached a ring of stone inscribed with Hastur’s symbol. As soon as her feet touched the ground, a swirl of yellow marked the arrival of the King, who bowed to Sophia with great ostentation and presence.

“My favorite mortal,” the King said with benevolent warm...

3.x For Yuri, I Go Clubbing in Another Dimension

I return to the Visage Spire with breathless excitement and an odd sense of familiarity. I’ve been here before as a tourist, but never as a witch, and never to the upper levels… except once, in my Venusian vision, and those false memories still linger in my mind.

Per instructions, I land on a balcony just below the executive side of the tower’s split upper section. A secretary is waiting to usher me into the building with a smile and an offer of coffee or tea. Having just gulped d...

3.18 For Yuri, I Go Clubbing in Another Dimension

My first day back from the World of Glass is spent pigging out on sushi and chatting up my friends about Visage and the other mage factions. I carefully avoid mentioning anything about Hastur or the World of Glass, and I pop two edibles to help me crash at a reasonable time so I can reset my sleep schedule.

The next day, I purge any lingering drugs in my system and start planning my confrontation with Ferromancer.

That might be a needlessly hostile way to frame it, actually, but m...

3.17 For Yuri, I Go Clubbing in Another Dimension

Being alone with Strix Striga is a dream come true. Getting her attention in this role is why I became a witch—or at least the first layer of it. I want more—I want to save her—but I’ll savor this moment with joy in my heart.

Of course, I have a pretty good idea of why I’m getting her attention like this, in a private conversation far away from any eavesdroppers not named Morrigan; right now, Striga is trying to decide whether I am a threat or an asset.

Ferromancer corne...

3.16 For Yuri, I Go Clubbing in Another Dimension

Every ounce of frustration I felt at our plan’s failure is swept away by Striga’s arrival. My beloved is here, my hero, and she’s come to save us.

I love you. I love you. I love you.

One day, I’m going to save you.

“How the hell did you get here?” Delilah snarls.

“I brought her,” says Howl. She’s back from wherever she vanished, fresh bottle of booze in hand, sitting atop the wreckage of a chair. “Tricky finding the right path, but...

3.15 For Yuri, I Go Clubbing in Another Dimension

It’s time to kill Delilah.

I don’t think any of us are really surprised by her betrayal—Harlequin looks eager, Agatha resigned—but Howl’s the first to actually do something about it. Her bow was already out, hackles raised by Jupiter’s prison. Howl releases two arrows in quick succession, both of which tear through Delilah bloodlessly, leaving spiders in their wake.

“You’re first,” the traitor hisses, and then she lunges for Howl.

The rest of us explode int...

3.14 For Yuri, I Go Clubbing in Another Dimension

In the dark between worlds, I laugh at two familiar strangers who call themselves rising gods. The children of Hastur don’t seem impressed by my answer.

“You should watch your tone,” Mars threatens. “You stand before divinity.”

“Watch yours,” I mock. “You stand before a yandere.”

Venus frowns, stepping out of darkness to loom over me. She’s resplendently beautiful, that I can’t deny, but she’s not my type. “You claim this ‘lovesickness,’ yet you...

3.13 For Yuri, I Go Clubbing in Another Dimension

The gala is in full swing when I arrive at the Visage Spire. It feels a little silly to make a big entrance when I spent most of my morning inside the building anyway, but the marketing team insisted I needed to be seen coming to the event.

I wave to the adoring fans filling the courtyard just beyond the areas roped off for guests. I do my best to make eye contact with any fans that are wearing Archon merch. I spot one girl wearing a replica of my crown—handmade, I think, not the over...

3.12 For Yuri, I Go Clubbing in Another Dimension

We move through the city in loose formation, Howl on point with Harlequin by her side to eat any surprise attacks from the wildlife. I’m in the middle with Agatha, Delilah stalking to our right, and Ferromancer brings up the rear.

Ferromancer’s added a fancy new weapon to her arsenal: a handheld device that uses electromagnetic force to propel non-explosive projectiles at incredible speeds. In other words, a railgun, which Mike has wasted literal hours of my life ranting about at le...

3.11 For Yuri, I Go Clubbing in Another Dimension

Howl and I are alone on the Owl Bridge, the deimovore seeming to have left us for good this time. Idly, I wonder where Agatha is, but my frustration with our supposed “guide” is eclipsing any worry I feel for the cute magical girl.

The other witch chuckles to herself and laces her hands behind her head, unbothered by my outburst. “You had it handled. But, hey, if you wanna blame someone, you should blame your boss. She gave the word.”

“Ferromancer?” My anger transmutes...

State of the Serial: July 2025

Another month down! This has been an interesting one. Ups and downs, but currently in the ups. I'm well into arc 3 and having a blast writing it!

Book one should wrap up in, like, a month and a half? Patreon has ten chapters to go by my current outline. I'm really excited for the end of this arc and I've been so gratified by patron reactions to some of the big moments so far. I hope everyone enjoys the final stretch.

Once the book is over, I think I'm going to take a two week brea...

3.10 For Yuri, I Go Clubbing in Another Dimension

Content warning: self-harm, mention of suicide
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“I’m curious,” the voice of Sophia asks from right behind me, “was this a simple lapse in judgment caused by an overload of unfamiliar stimuli? Or do you always do whatever a pretty girl tells you? No, I suppose it can’t be the latter, or you would have blown your brains out like I asked.”

“You’re not Sophia!” I snap at the empty air, whirling around in search of any sign of the deimovore’s presence. There�...

3.9 For Yuri, I Go Clubbing in Another Dimension

“Agatha!?” I reach out for her but hesitate, unsure of what she’s going through or how I can help. I keep the deimovore’s “corpse” in my peripheral vision, wary of it using this opportunity to attack or escape.

The Visage heroine spews her guts out all over the forest floor. She clutches at her stomach and gurgles, eyes wide and shining, until the last of the sick dribbles out of her mouth and words start to pour instead:

“The colors—they’re all wrong, they’re ...