#cloverse selfshipping

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stayed up until nearly half past two in the morning talking about Alise and Story with @milfyuri

I regret little

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Here is my piece for today, which is the twenty-fifth day of the month! It's of Camellia teaching my self-insert Telanthera to dance, since Tel never learned how to properly in her youth despite her current position as a noble lady, but this is something that Camellia has some prior experience teaching despite her position as a servant. Selwyn mentioned once that this is something Cami would be able to do, and.. it fit perfectly into what I'd established of Telanthera's story, so I made it canon to my selfship with her.

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Comments on and reblogs of my work are always okay, and appreciated, but are by no means required! ^-^

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“I trust you can make your own way back to your room, my lady?” “I- That is true, yes. There’s no need for you to accompany me, Miss Camellia.” Telanthera asserted, still rather nervous. Something about this brought the tiniest hint of a smile to Camellia’s face.

Here is my piece for today, which is the seventeenth day of the month! It's depicting a scene from the first bit of writing I wrote for my selfship with Camellia, who is an OC of my friend @vampking - if you'd like to read my old writing, then it's linked via the caption!

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Comments on and reblogs of my work are always okay, and appreciated, but are by no means required! ^-^

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I didn't want to let today go by without commemmorating Camellia's birthday in at least some way, so I made this little render for her using the reference model that S put together! ^-^

(To anyone who may not know, Camellia is an OC belonging to @vampking ! She appears in multiple series, but my selfship with her takes place within the context of its personal series, Cloverse.)

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Flowers Hiding Thorns

Telanthera’s involvement in a plot to overthrow a cruel nobleman and distribute his wealth among the rest of the court is accidentally revealed to none other than the head of the nobleman’s household servants, Camellia. Luckily, the situation finds itself working out much more smoothly than either woman first expected. (1256 words)

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Made it just in time for this to be my piece for the twenty-first day of sapphic September!! This is also the first piece of content I’ve created for my selfship with Camellia, who is an OC created by @vampking! Technically, this takes place before our relationship actually starts, but.. it still counts, right

Reblogs of my work are always okay, and appreciated, but by no means required! Comments should be enabled on the document (which is how I recommend reading it) if anyone wishes to leave any comments, but a transcript is also available below the readmore.

The estate’s regal presence was clear even in the depths of night-time, as the shadows of imposing buildings loomed ominously over their painstakingly-managed grounds. Only a few lonely figures could be seen moving through the mansion, as all those who were awake would have been lowly servants restoring the halls to their peak condition for the apparent benefit of the noble’s guests. Such effort on their part was only a small piece of a grand social affair, designed solely to impress to excess - and the woman holding the wax-sealed letter was sick of it.

“You know I can’t abide by his needless extravagance,” she was muttering in a low voice to a tall man standing in the corner of the room. “All this has to end, for the benefit of all of us.”

“And it very well will, with your assistance in this affair.” replied the man, similarly quietly.  “The weightier the fool’s throne, the harder it inevitably crashes down when he sits upon it, no?”

“Yes, quite true,” the lady nodded, before stepping closer to hand over the letter she was holding. It contained a long list of the observations she had made of the estate the two were currently staying in, little insights and quirks of the buildings or the servants’ paths from her perspective. Although they were not perfect, given the lady’s position as a noblewoman, they were nevertheless more useful than anything her peers could have picked up on if asked to, since her early years were spent in a position much closer to a servant than their master, and even despite rising into the higher ranks of the social circles, she always maintained a courtesy and gratitude towards those who assisted her in some way.

“You’ve made the right choice here, Telanthera.”

This remark earned the man a glare that was only half-obscured by the low light, and the lady’s response came in a much less smirk-filled tone. “I suggest you don’t use any names here unless you want a listening ear throwing a spanner in all your well-planned works.”

“Oh, but of course, my dear. Now then, on the note of such, we’d best leave it here, don’t you think?” he asked, stepping back off of the curtain he had been leaning on with the merest sound. “It’s in all our best interests to have you here to assist.”

The man left the room with the smug confidence of one who has always known power and fortune, closing the door behind him silently. Telanthera felt she had done what she needed to, and after taking a moment to compose herself, she also opened the door and stepped out into the corridor. It was long and sprawling, still somehow retaining an air of pompous grandeur in the relative darkness, but the darkness gave it an ominous nature, as well.

As the noblewoman carefully tried to keep her movements quiet yet without provoking suspicion, her mind decided to worry about the consequences of her actions. What would she do if someone caught her out of her bedroom this late at night? One of the most low-ranking servants might be tirelessly cleaning or adjusting the curtains; she supposed she would have to try and emulate enough menace to convince them not to talk about seeing her, though she doubted whether such a tactic would work. It probably would, given that those kinds of people were thought of as expendable and nameless by the tyrant - which is what she tended to call the man whose estate she and other nobles were currently staying in, the man a small selection of those other nobles (which now, as of this night, included herself) were planning to topple and seize the numerous assets of. He was not their direct ruler, so she hesitated to think of these acts as revolution - but he definitely acted like he owned everyone and everything, and at the end of the day, seeing him crumble was all that was important.

That plan should work, she thought to herself, nervously. As long as I don’t run into someone more loyal to the tyrant, someone higher up in the hierarchy, I’ll be alright.

At that moment, the exact sort of person Telanthera hoped not to meet appeared in front of her.

The woman’s bright green eyes seemed heartless and icy in the low light, and her expression belied no hint of surprise or of being caught off-guard. Despite the late hour, her dark brown hair was still tied tightly in a long ponytail, as if she was always on-duty and ready to act. Her dark suit was impeccably neat and proper as well, matching the unmistakeable air of authority she was exuding.

“Camellia Smith, head of the household, in charge of managing household affairs and new servants.” Telanthera had written this down a short time ago in the letter of information she had just handed over, and the fact she was extremely unsure of what to do caused her to absent-mindedly state these facts aloud.

“..That’s correct. I doubt most of my liege’s guests would take the time to recall that as well as you apparently have.” replied Camellia, now also somewhat unsure of how to respond. But such feelings never lasted in someone as well-trained as she was, and she quickly regained control of the situation, standing steadfastly before the nervous noblewoman.

“Might I ask what has caused you to be awake so late at night, my lady?”

“It’s- I-” Such a loss for words was something no person of noble birth should experience, having painstakingly practiced the finer details of etiquette and proper composure from a young age. However, Telanthera was not well-accustomed to the position the Amaranth family had recently reached, and some would argue this meant she was not well-fitting for it, either.

Camellia pressed on, and in the process, confirmed Tel’s worst fear. “If I may, it would not be wise to leave the door of your room ajar with writing implements visible on the table.”

She knew about their plans! Surely someone so important within the tyrant’s servants would expose them!

“Every step should be taken to keep confidential matters and business out of the knowledge of those they do not concern. Surely you understand why this is important now?”

Again, Telanthera was lost for words, though this time because the servant had said something she was not expecting. Was this some elaborate method to try and get more information out of her?

Then something even more unexpected happened.

“I trust you can make your own way back to your room, my lady?”

“I- That is true, yes. There’s no need for you to accompany me, Miss Camellia.” Telanthera asserted, still rather nervous.

Something about this brought the tiniest hint of a smile to Camellia’s face. “Very well then. I wish you a good night’s rest, my lady.” With this said, she began to walk away, in the direction Telanthera had come from.

“A-And the same to yourself, Camellia. However, regarding what you may have seen-”

“Don’t worry.”

What?

She turned to face the lady with the confidence of any noblewoman. “You may already have noticed this, but my brother is also a servant here. Whatever loyalties you believe lie with my liege, are reserved only for him.”

And with that, she turned the corner, seeming to disappear in an instant.

Telanthera hurried back to her own room, still confused, but now wearing a smile of relief.

Perhaps her plans were not ruined at the first hurdle after all.

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3, 4, 5, 6 for Telanthera? if youd like!!!

Of course, friend!! Thank you very much for all these!! ^-^

(question source: “Self-Insert Ask Game!” by clowned-prince-selfship)

3. What species is your self-insert? Human? Something from your F/O’s universe? - I know that the Four Leaf Cloverse has a myriad of fascinating different species, but Telanthera is a pretty standard human; the only thing that really stands out about her in that regard is the fact she is a noblewoman, though even then she isn't the absolute highest in the hierarchy by any means.

4. Does your self-insert have any special powers or abilities? - I don't really think this counts, but Tel is naturally very observant and quite perceptive of other people and their intentions. She wasn't born into nobility, so she has a unique perspective on things compared to most other nobles who have maintained the same position they grew up in and/or grew up in an already high-up position compared to her. I think she would also have a bit of an affinity for magic if ever she had the opportunity to learn any, but that's probably just because she is naturally fairly intelligent and would want to learn it well.

I think it might be best if I put the other two answers under a readmore if that's alright, just so that this post isn't too long on the dashboard!

5. Does your self-insert have a hobby or occupation related to your F/O’s universe? - Telanthera is quite interested in plants and flowers - how different conditions are favoured by different species, the ways that plants defend themselves and attract pollinators, and so on and so forth. This is one of the ways through which she gets to know Cameron better, since he tends to the plants a lot and is very caring of them, so I like to think he would help her learn more about them.

6. Give us a physical description of your self-insert! - oh boy, here we go. Telanthera is unfortunately one of the few self-inserts I haven't yet created a reference model for (and therefore can't properly visualise yet), but the main things to tell her apart from my other self-inserts are that she has amber eyes, rather than the usual green, and her hair is blonde like all the others but inexplicably turns more red at the ends (for no other reason than I thought it would look cool, as well as being a reference to telanthera plants which are red). She also wears her hair up, but it's not nearly as wild as someone like Ardea's is. Tel has a few freckles scattered across her face, and is a fair few inches shorter than Camellia.

I hope that all that was alright! Thank you very much again for sending all the questions, Selwyn!~