#��� blueblood ┊ musings. 】

[askthediscordedcrusaders]

Sweetie took care of an old friend before she got to Discord first. Though, Revenge for Big Sister never tasted so sweet. . . a year ago.

[multitude-of-muses]

Even his own mod doesn't like him. . . sad day for Blueblood.

[huahualania]

HOWL | HE/ÉL | 22 Welcome to my fantroll blog! I've been in the community since 2010, but only recently made this blog for roleplaying. I'm semi-active between work and school, so if you've sent an ask and it hasn't been answered, I've probably just been busy!

Fantroll Select: (WIP!)

My Writing: (WIP!)

My Art: ramgodd (commissions: OPEN) - You can find most previous asks under #[character firstname] asks, and you can find their aesthetic tag under #[character firstname] things

ACTIVE MUSES:

Netoca Huacas: Rustblood tombraider with the ability to see into the past Haidri Hembra: Tealblood legislacerator and head of her precinct with an extensive familial* history in the fleet, has oneiromantic psionics Caurin Aquila: Blueblood unwilling legislacterator-in-training, chronic worrier and meddler, uses telepathic and truth-telling psionics Invidi Oedium: Blueblood therapist with a history in the fleet, uses teleportation psionics Kodiak Thycyn: Purpleblood ex-clown with an interest in the hemorebellion, uses necrotic psionics

Haidri's family includes her oldest twin brothers Aeryse "Durendal" Hembra, Abelle "Dainslif" Hembra, her older brother Tannin "Thyrfing" Hembra, and her ancestor Manasa "Suyilani" Hembra. feel free to ask her about them<3 (or even ask them questions?)

[classpectchronicler]

Muse of Void

Muse: Personally, I go by "Inspires through aspect, or Inspires with aspect", but I also like "Becomes aspect, or helps others become aspect", so I'll go over both.

Void: Void is the aspect of nothingness, physically and metaphorically. Void players use nothing, as well as secrets, invisibility, and can use the lack of importance.

Muse of Void - Inspires: A Muse of Void, in the context of inspiring, would be very, very interesting. Inspiring through nothing- Maybe their lack of action would inspire something. Or, inspiring through secrets- Telling, or not telling secrets as a way to move things along. If you're a villain, inspiring through lack of importance. I'm sure you can guess where I'm going with this, but manipulating his/her fellow players through manipulating their own sense of self worth seems like. A power.

Muse of Void - Becomes: A Muse of Void, in the context of becoming the aspect is more interesting in a personal context- Becoming nothing. Or, becoming a lack of importance. Of course, those are only the literal interpretations, but there's a lot you can do with that alone. Maybe you're more forgettable, for better or worse. Another interpretation is becoming invisible or helping others become invisible, so that's pretty straightforward. But. Become secrets. It could mean becoming more secretive, or becoming a secret yourself? Who knows?

God-Tier Ability Ideas:

Invisibility: Makes sense, right? Either inspiring or becoming, being invisible or allowing others to become invisible makes perfect sense.

Easily forgettable: Maybe toggleable, but the ability to be easily forgotten. Maybe you need to stealth, but the person looking is a blueblood, who knows. They saw you, but. What did you look like again? Maybe they're imagining things..?

Memory manipulation: A bit controversial, but the ability to mess with memories. I know that seems more like a lord thing, but memories are more of a psyche thing in my opinion.

Character traits:

Narcissistic, at first: They start off a bit narcissistic- Oh, I have one of the ~special classes~! That means I'm better! It might be a bit more subtle, but you get the point. However, as a Muse of Void, they realize that they're not the star of the show. They help other people. They keep secrets for them, keep them safe. They know they're not the main character- They all are.

Self-Deprecating: Or, we can go the other way around! It makes just as much sense. As a Muse of Void, they become less important. So, they shut themselves down, so no one else can do it first. Maybe they learn to open up more, share their own secrets and insecurities.

Strife Specibus: We don't know what Muse's use, but Void players have used Swords, and they have a close relationship to the horrorterrors due to the nature of their aspect, so magic isn't out of the question.

Lands: Land of Silhouette's and Mannequins (LoSaM)

[ase-trollplays]

🐎/🦋/🦘 for my beloved Hyleem <3333

🐎 ---- How strong is your muse? Could they fight someone with a stronger skillset than them?

He's about average strength for a blueblood. He didn't get the Freak Super Strength gene, but he can Lift. That being said, he's not a fighter. If someone tries to fight he'll shoot to incapacitate. He'll also shoot to kill if pressed hard enough, but doesn't like to. In a straight up fight with no weapons? Dude is toast.

🦋 ---- How sociable is your muse? Do they make friends easily? If not, is there a reason why they aren't / don't?

If you manage to pry him away from work, he's incredibly sociable. He loves chatting people up, keeping in touch if they hit it off, and making friends. He's pretty easy-going and charming, so he makes friends fairly easily.

🦘 ---- If they have kids, what type of parent is your muse? If not, what type of parent would your muse be?

He probably wouldn't be a great parent tbh since trolls generally don't have much in the way of parental instincts. He would try his best, though, and he would at least have the sense not to include his kid in his videos and streams since using kids for content is Not Good.

[omasumi-in-real]

i’d personally like to slide my own omori homestuck thoughts onto the table, unwarranted of course

sunny as a derse dreaming limeblood prince of light (omori could maybe be a knight of void? shrugging)

basil is a prospit dreaming violetblood rogue of doom

aubreys a derse dreaming goldblood maid of rage

kel as a prospit dreaming blueblood mage of heart

hero is a derse dreaming purpleblood sylph of blood

and mari would be a prospit dreaming fuschiablood muse of hope (/ witch of hope if i limit myself lol)

definitely some interesting classpects! however, funnily enough, at the time when you asked this, i was in a discussion with a friend on these classpects and now i have a very different answer than what i gave before, mostly with what that friend supplied. although, i still have my own flavors added to it. my new, current take is... Sunny as a Prospit dreaming Heir of Heart

Aubrey as a Derse dreaming Rogue of Time

Kel as a Prospit dreaming Bard of Breath

Hero as a Prospit dreaming Knight of Life

Basil as a Derse dreaming Page of Void

Mari as a Derse dreaming Mage of Blood

although they're missing a space player so throw in a pre-scratch Rowan as a Thief of Space. don't ask how he got here i haven't figured that one out yet.

my main justification for the lunar sways is near completely because of the silly little narrative i have in my head. see, it's very likely that of any of the cast, Sunny would be the one to awaken his dream self first. and realistically, probably a few days after confessing the truth. the pre-awoken players tend to be prospit dreamers, and i thought it would be fun to have skaia have some minor influences on headspace, and have the furthest ring have some minor influences on blackspace, as if whenever he was dreaming, his dream self started sleepwalking. mari and basil being in derse is notably supposed to be a reflection of blackspace to a degree.

[windy-trickster]

New muse~ My darling Graveyard Keeper...~

-> Hm. Let's keep this short and brief. Your name is VEKETI MERJIN and you aren't really here to make friends. You're here to introduce yourself, talk a little about yourself then get back to work. That's all. -> You're a dedicated worker at the local graveyard that's not too far from the hive you and your SISTER live in. You're the graveyard's SOLE KEEPER and do your job efficiently. Your boss is a CERULEAN BLOOD who sometimes praises you on your performance, openly admitting he didn't expect you to be as hard working as you actually are. Hmph, some Bluebloods are a little pretentious. But you don't care really. -> You don't have too many interests. But you do like listening to CLASSICAL MUSIC while you work. Sometimes you take pleasure in STROLLING AROUND THE GRAVEYARD when you have no work to do. -> As you mentioned previously, you have a sister, who is your TWIN. You two live together and you're complete opposites. You don't mind tho, you love your sister with all of your bloodpusher, even if she does get on your nerves at times. You have TWO LUSII, yours is a Dove and your sister's is a Crow. The lusii were in love and decided to adopt both of you when you were grubs. [Veketi is open for asks/judgements!] [Sprites by @knavestrolls <3] [Veketi's blood color is Mahogany, a variant of Burgundy] [He's a Life-Bound, but his sign is the alchemical sigil for Death]

[damayantia]

welcome DAMAYANTI ‘DAMIATA’ SIVASANKAR. you hail from VIJAYANAGARA and have been risen to the position of a COURTESAN. you are a member of the house of COLONNA and will go down in history as the MUSE. though you are CONDESCENDING & CALLOUS, you are blessed with being BEGUILING and DISCERNING.

links.  character  study  /  playlist  /  pinterest  /  threads

━━ BASIC INFO.

NAME:  damayanti  sivasankar  NICKNAME:  damiata,  dami  AGE:  thirty-eight  PLACE OF BIRTH:  vijayanagara  IMPERIUM:  rome  GENDER:  cisgender  woman  PRONOUNS:  she/her  ORIENTATION:  bisexual  RELIGION:  shaivism  PARENTS:  sivasankar  vikramaditya  &  bhima devi  SIBLINGS  one  brother  LANGUAGES:  tamil,  telugu,  kannada,  portuguese,  latin  (  fluent  )    urdu,  italian,  french,  arabic  (  conversational  )    english,  mandarin  (  learning  )    spanish  (  reliant on intelligibility from the other romance languages  )    sanskrit,  hindi  (  childhood’s  forgotten  tongues  )  EDUCATION:  private  tutoring  TITLE:  courtesan  INTERESTS:  martial  arts,  poetry,  natural  philosophy,  fine  art   HOBBIES:  swordplay,  archery,  hunting,  singing  LABEL  the  muse

━━ PERSONALITY.

mbti. entp-a  enneagram. 3w2,  the  enchanter  instinct. sx/so  character inspo.  helen,  the  iliad  /  daenerys  targaryen,  a  song  of  ice  and  fire  /  kaeya,  genshin  impact  /  dazai  osamu,  bungou  stray  dogs  /  serval,  honkai:  star  rail

beguiling,  discerning,  mellifluous,  determined

condescending,  callous,  ruthless,  deceptive

━━ SNAPSHOT.

character  study  TBD

known    most    everywhere    through  her  perhaps-scandalous  links  with  the  de  facto  ruler  of  rome,    damayanti    —    also  known  as  damiata    —    is  a  figure  who  confounds  understanding:    a  non-believer  reigning  as  the  queen  of  beauty  in  the  eternal  city,    whose  visage  has  been  writ  by  many  a  roman  artist  in  their  canvas.    she  is  charming  and  witty,    yet  all  her  intelligence  seems  to  be  geared  towards  ensuring  immortality  of  her  fair  form.    she  plays  at  expectations  and  makes  the  crowd  part  of  her    —    not  make  herself  part  of  the  crowd,    which  is  a  very  subtle  yet  important  distinction.    she  could  revel  with  the  drunkards  at  the  taverns  yet  converse  ever  so  delightfully  with  the  bluebloods  in  their  chateaus  and  fortifications.  in  short:    a  woman  of  any  occasion,    or  perhaps  a  woman  of  many  masks.

in    truth,      her  reservation  about  her  past  is  less  a  thing  cultivated  to  incite  curiosity  and  more  just  a  natural  reaction  to  the  plight  that  her  family  experienced  when  she  was  young,    fleeing  another  country  simply  because  they  gambled  wrongly.    she  is  perceptive  yet  deceptive  but  also  endlessly  indecisive:    she  charms  people  to  know  their  secrets,    yet  does  almost  next-to-nothing  with  them,    preferring  to  keep  it  to  herself  to  the  point  of  seeming  fruitlessness.    what’s  important  to  her,    however,    is  that  she  knows  others  yet  others  don’t  know  her:    a  guardedness  borne  from  exile.

━━ TIMELINE.

1392.  a son is born to bhima devi and sivasankar,  the former a renowned poetess and the latter a court adviser in the employ of emperor harihara ii of vijayanagara. 

1394.  damayanti is born to sivasankar and bhima devi.  in the same year,  a portuguese merchant settles in vijayanagara.  he is quickly contracted under the sivasankar household as a languages tutor for the children.  damayanti is educated alongside her brother.

1405.  the death of harihara ii paves the way for virupaksha raya’s accession to the royal throne of vijayanagara.  however,  with the succession disputed by his other brothers,  his reign is short-lived.  virupaksha is eventually murdered by his sons.  having been in the employ of the murdered king,  the sivasankar family looks as if they might share their lord’s fate.  however,  their tutor arranges passage for them alongside him back to portugal.

1406.  having arrived in portugal, the sivasankar household experiences a difficult start in establishing themselves. they sell off their treasured possessions — whatever few they can smuggle with their escape — and begin attempts for a burgeoning mercantile trade, specialising in goods exported from the east.

1413.  with the family having found its footing after many long years,  damayanti takes after her erstwhile tutor and takes up travelling.

142?.  eventually,  she settles in italy.

1432.  she arrives at the court of king charles of france as julius’ courtesan.

━━ PLOTS.

mercantile  links  through  her  family’s  trading  empire,    courts  she  may  have  visited  in  her  travels,    husbands  whose  wives  she’s  slept  with,    wives  who  she’s  seduced,    artists  and  poets  and  other  creatives  she  enamoured,    philosophers  she  discoursed  with,    a  person  she  might  have  unwittingly  insulted,    people  she’s  outraged  over  her  ‘artist’s  passions,’    etc.

[chowtrolls]

1, 2, 3, 8 and 15 for Worse Dad (deepbite)

1. How often does your character admit to being wrong? Do they ever change their way of thinking?

Juleus...I can't say any apologies or acknowledgments of wrongdoings are weaponized. He doesn't...really BELIEVE he could be in the wrong. He will -admit- in a way, but primarily to just...appease the masses. Or whoever is upset with him. The apology is hollow at best. He truly does not believe it. He can change his way of thinking, but moreso to just...navigate around what upset you prior.

2. What's something you constantly have to re-explain about your muse

I don't feel like there's much I end up reexplaining about Juleus? Nvm i lied I feel like I explain frequently that he has an unspecified psychotic disorder. That's because (frantic waving) same hat! Juleus is, in a way, the personification of my fears surrounding my psychosis. But, iI explain constantly, that his psychosis is not what makes him evil. He has always, his entire life, dealt with it. He was put into a bad situation, wherein his untreated mental illness certainly did not HELP. He flips frantically, rapidly, between intense paranoia and ideas of grandeur. He isn't real. He's a god. He's the only real person alive. He's terrified. Everyone in the world is out to get him. The blueblood that looked at him is secretly working for the government and is going to follow him home and kill him. He can take that man he's a god. Furthermore, Juleus is...very much so an important and sensitive character for me. So while I typically try to handle mental illness topics with a little more tact...its hard for there to be much tact in how I handle the disorder that's made my life miserable. U know?????

3. What's an inherently problematic view your character holds

um. beyond the uh, whole, you know, IM A GOD thing? Juleus thinks he is 100% justified in turning Brutus into a battery.

8. Does your character feel like their in the wrong? If so does it bother them?

No, and no. That's what makes him neurotic, where as Bubble is not. Juleus does not see his actions as wrong. He believes he is correct to have done every little thing he's ever done. Tormenting Leonra, making Leo kill his only friend for entertainment, going behind his mate's back, crossing boundaries, playing god? That's all justified, because he had a reason for doing those things.

15. Do you think your muse needs to pay for all that they've done?

This is...where things get tricky. Because, in a way, yeah! He should pay for it. In another...if he was able to get treatment, there's a big possibility that he could change his views. I say this as someone who did an entire 180 after getting treatment myself. Juleus HAS the capacity to change and be a good person, he just can't take the right steps to get there. Plus, the Empire benefits from him being the way he is.

[eli-rooks-ni]

WBW Part 2: Prologue

 Cipher stared at the screen, feeling a slight headache forming. "Sol… tell me why you support this fixer's idea." A shuffling sound came from the corner, followed by a creak of cheap plastic chairs. "She seems decent. Her goals line up with yours. Besides…" Solstice half-turned in their friend's direction. "Isn't it you who decided to form an allegiance with her?" Cipher gave their friend a wry smile. "That's true… But, again, a meeting at this-" They gestured to their surroundings. "-cramped, crumbling apartment of mine?" "Only place that's secure enough. Do you want to risk going to my former lab and get killed right on the spot?" Solstice lazily countered. "Besides, we outnumber her…" The hacker mused, tapping mindlessly at the keyboards. Solstice sighs. "Si, don't worry too much. I got your back. You do mine, too. Right?" Cipher shuts down the computer, letting the room fall into darkness, hiding their grateful smile. "…Of course."

  Maven looks up at the time-worn concrete building, almost invisible in the darkness of night. "Is this even…accommodatable?" She frowned, cautiously approaching the door to knock. A long silence followed. Just as the fixer began to doubt her intel, the door opened a fraction. The guy behind the door just… stood there. Not speaking. God, this is creepy- Maven cleared her throat. "You're Cipher?" The door opened a bit further, followed by a gruff voice. "Come in." A pause, followed by what seems to be an afterthought. "…Welcome to my apartment, Maven."

  Maven found herself sitting awkwardly at the table. Initiating a staring contest is definitely not a way to make this guy sign the contract. Which means- "Cipher. It's good to see you in person. Really, I'm impressed that you managed to gain such notoriety in this little place." The person sitting next to Cipher smirked and playfully nudged them. "Hey, Si, She's complimenting your work. Emote." The hacker lets out a weary sigh. "Nice to meet you, too, Maven. So, what are we discussing today, or do we have to exchange formalities throughout the night?" That earned another shove from their companion. "Don't worry about them. They're just anxious. I'm Solstice, by the way." The fixer nodded in enthusiasm. "The rogue scientist, eh? Cipher has told me quite a bit about your feats. I'm looking forward to working with you two." The two exchanged glances, and Cipher spoke up, voice so dry, the fixer couldn't help but flinch. "So. You're finding… Allies, to help you with this crazy plan to overthrow the System. By getting rid of the Queen. How, exactly, are you going to achieve that?"

  Maven leaned forward, acting undeterred. "It's possible. I have connections, being a fixer, and you will play a significant role in the operation. I'm thinking that we could try weakening the Queen's defenses by persuading the bluebloods to turn against her-" "With your impressive silver tongue?" Solstice said, sarcastically. The fixer halted her words, then slowly formed a grin. "Yeah. Thank you for getting my point." Cipher, who has been silent throughout the talk, huffs in amusement. "We two will be temporary allies for your schemes, then? Crack a few codes, pull down some firewalls, brew some nerve poison… What, Sol, I'm laying out the facts." The scientist rolled their eyes, gesturing for Maven to continue. "Temporary or not… it's all up to you, actually." The fixer smiled, tone genuine. "I hope we can be friends, either way."

  The air stilled, the tension too thick. Maven quickly revised her words for mistakes. Finding none, she looks up quizzically. The hacker seemed to be in deep thought, while Solstice gave back a tired smile. "Don't worry, Maven… It's just, no one has ever-" Cipher cut in, peering slightly up and meeting Maven's gaze. "Deal. Your plan definitely needs improving, but still. I accept your offer for alliance." Solstice was quick to follow, nodding in agreement. The fixer stared at the duo, all words blocked by such a sudden turn of events. "…Thank you." It was Cipher who responded, their stern exterior cracking a little as they smiled back. "Likewise."

[tonightforever]

Of course. I was just looking for peer-reviewed studies of actual highblood slurs. "Wader" barely even counts, and some of the more offensive ones relate to quadrant nonsense. Mutation-related ones don't count. At this point the best you have is (noun that is a similar colour to the individual's blood)blood. And I doubt anyone's going to be up in fronds for being called a blueblood. Pardon my musing. I am curious.

That being said, there is nothing particularly whimsical about derogatory language. I may sound hypocritical for that, but I also do not consider myself whimsical either.

..more.. tro📖s.. should call highBl📖ds slurs... for whimsy... |)

[multitude-of-muses]

hello.....blueblood....niceee....to...meet youu.....-trying so hard to be nice-

". . . you're still living?"

SIR- SIR, THAT IS NOT HOW YOU TALK TO A LADY.

[ptipi]

Vriska Muse

Saw a bunch of really cool panel edits of homestuck/vast error trolls that people kin with these unique and interesting design choices and wanted to do one of my own. I would not call myself a kinnie in any sense of the word, but I love Vriska so much and draw my own “special” version of her constantly so here’s a panel edit of her

[bookoffriendships]

TAG DUMP;; Muse Tags

APPLEJACK

➵ i  don't ask how hard the work is. 「 applejack. 」 「 ic. 」

➵ got a rough indestructible surface. 「 applejack. 」 「 musings. 」

➵ i'm pretty sure i'm worthless if i can't be of service 「 applejack. 」 「 about. 」

➵ who am i if i can't carry it all? 「 applejack. 」 「 visage. 」

TWILIGHT SPARKLE

➵ i know exactly what i want and who i want to be. 「 twilight s. 」 「 ic. 」

➵ i just want to make a change. 「 twilight s. 」 「 musings. 」

➵ i'm only after success. 「 twilight s. 」 「 about. 」

➵ i'm now becoming my own self-fulfilled prophecy. 「 twilight s. 」 「 visage. 」

COLORATURA

➵ i hear my voice so clearly and i know that it is right. 「 coloratura. 」 「 ic. 」

➵ but now i know the real me and put my heart out on the line. 「 coloratura. 」 「 musings. 」

➵ they sold me the world but they were wrong. 「 coloratura. 」 「 about. 」

➵ i'm here to show you who i am—throw off the veil，it's finally time. 「 coloratura. 」 「 visage. 」

DISCORD

➵ a terrible catastrophe played by your symphony. 「 discord. 」 「 ic. 」

➵ wreaking anarchy， and all it brings. 「 discord. 」 「 musings. 」

➵ sleepin' in the middle of a summer afternoon. 「 discord. 」 「 about. 」

➵ they curse the name，the one behind it all. 「 discord. 」 「 visage. 」

SWEETIE BELLE

➵ i have a dream，a song to sing. 「 sweetie belle. 」 「 ic. 」

➵ if you see the wonder，of a fairy tale. 「 sweetie belle. 」 「 musings. 」

➵ you can take the future，even if you fail. 「 sweetie belle. 」 「 about. 」

➵ i'll cross the stream，i have a dream. 「 sweetie belle. 」 「 visage. 」

PRINCE BLUEBLOOD

➵ taken in by my dashing grin—you have failed to note the pointy teeth. 「 prince blueblood. 」 「 ic. 」

➵ my debonair and dazzling personality was like a dream. 「 prince blueblood. 」 「 musings. 」

➵ hardly harmless，ill-equipped or armless. 「 prince blueblood. 」 「 about. 」

➵ i'm no fraud，but beneath this warm facade—i'm prince charmless underneath. 「 prince blueblood. 」 「 visage. 」

[simplyadragon]

(A continuation)

"Congrats on the marriage," Chloe starts, her eyes sharpening at the other blond across from her. Her fingers tapped at the table as she rolled the new around her head.

Adrien Agreste, a dear brother to her and a dumbass at heart is married. Such news should bring her great joy and definitely great suspicion.

Call her paranoid but bluebloods like them don't usually marry without the others notice and Adrien coming in one day with a sighting of a wife? Unheard off, preposterous even. A name pops into her head and she is irritated.

Marinette Agreste, a part of her whispers. Our classmate, it urges.

Adrien had the audacity to look confused before a steeliness shadows his features and something tense draws at her skin.

"You know Marinette right?" It comes off as judging, as if daring her to say something else but Chloe does not care.

"Ofcourse not," she scoffs and the way his shoulders dropped made hers do the same.

Adrien smiles and everything cracks back into place. "So I'm not insane then," he murmurs, bringing his cup to his lips as he takes a sip, the gold band of a marriage ring obvious and shining. Chloe gets all too familiar of the ring she wears and it's so similar that it got her head aching.

He sighs, tilting his head as he eyes seeks hers. "Same for Sabrina, huh?" He muses.

A nod, what else can she say.

'We're insane' could be plausabile. 'It's all a lie!' Was the truth but is it truly a lie when everyone else is saying otherwise?

"Offical files say that we're been married for years." 5 years to be exact. Chloe is twenty seven and the daunting realization that she's tied with someone else is a crisis for another time.

Adrien hmphs and she roles her eyes at the lil competitive tone he holds in his voice. "Eight for me." Which means they got married at the ripe age of nineteen.

"Is.. dupain cheng treating you well?" Saying the first name was off and it curls at her throat in this manner that makes her want to puke. The fake last name was a better alternative.

His lips tilt, a lil bit of unsure happiness at his eyes. "Atleast now I don't have father breathing down my neck about a bride." His shoulders shake as he laughs. "And I always wanted freshly baked food."

Chloe shakes her head at his easy going attitude. "From what I remember, she sounds like a good enough person. Fairly middle class, acceptable, maybe." A tsk escapes her lips as she jerks a finger at his direction. "You better come to me if she does something wrong, you and I are the only one who knows that something is amiss right now."

Adrien simply reaches over and holds her hand.

"And I to you."

Their meeting ends like that. The two leave, the bill paid and their back to each other. They go home to lives that they remember but never truly experienced. They don't know much about why this came to be, but as of right now, there is nothing else to do but simply wait.

Ghost of a Marriage (adult!chlobrina/story idea)

Or,

Ig you can say that Sabrina is a cryptid and Chloe is suddenly married.

--

Notes: something is off about Sabrina, she isn't human is all I can say.

--

Chloe knew something was wrong the moment she woke up early. Because which sane person would be up at six in the morning?

Not her, that's for sure. She may have grown from her teen years but she does still need her beauty sleep.

Sadly, as much as she'd love to linger on the rare occasion of her waking up at six in the morning on a weekend -she checked! A feeling of something washed over her the longer she sat on her bed, awake.

...was it just her or is her drawer much larger than she remembered?

Infact, where were her books?

Wait, screw the books, why can she smell food?

While Chloe wasn't the best chef around, she can indeed survive by herself -a shocker she knows- so the smell of food that she surely didn't cook made the hairs on the back of her neck prickle as she slowly got out of bed.

The layout of this lil apartment she got made it so, the moment she pushed open her door, she'd see the kitchen/living room head on.

So with a brace and a hope that her nails are a suitable weapon, Chloe swung open the door with tense shoulders and a type of weariness only people who woke up and forgot what happened could have.

Because Chloe expected alot of things, a burglar bringing a snack. Maybe even the smell to be a trick from an open window.

She never expected a woman, one who reached her chin to simply be working on the stove.

Chloe stood there, with two options.

One, she could go back to bed and act like this never happened because she has this odd hobby of making sure her door never creaks for convenice sake and the mysterious woman hasn't exactly noticed her yet. Or two, Chloe decides to confront this woman like she confronts her mommy issues.

Two is obviously off the table and so Chloe carefully places a foot behind her but before she could even close the door, the woman with eyes that nearly gave her a heart attack because wtf, did they just glow?? Turned to her.

Well, there goes her peaceful solution.

And her brain because for some reason, Chloe is familiar with this person and it's wrong. Because Chloe only knows of one redhead and it's her old classmate Nathaniel and they haven't seen each other in years.

She stands there, wracking her brain around and trying to figure out why this girl with green eyes gives her such a feeling. Why she seems to know of this person but not know them at all.

In the end, she comes up with nothing and if that didnt frustrate her a tad then she didn't know what will.

Because Chloe knows. She knows that something should be there because she is supposed to know her but she doesn't.

The name Sabrina Bourgeois suddenly pops into her mind and everything halts.

The person cooking right now is named Sabrina Bourgeois which doesn't make sense, after all, she'd know whether or not she had a relative iver.

A wife, a part of her whispers. She is your wife, it'd continue.

Such answers only confuses Chloe more because she never had a wife.

Infact, she's been single for years now.

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Says in an unnecessarily soft voice Tl;dr H y l e e m [If you haven't done him yet]

He's a pampered, spoiled blueblood who streams video games and other miscellaneous things for snitch and grubtube. He has a great dane lusus, and he's moirails with a forest-dwelling olive named Yarrow.

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