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She peaked up hearing a voice that sounded similar, noticing herself. Which must have been the man who Blizzard had swapped bodies with, "Oh hello."
Even after ordering the ice cream, the voice still caught her off guard, setting her hand on her chest with a slight tap of her open hand then moved it back down as she smiled to him, "I'm glad we were able to find each other."
What if our muses swapped bodies?
He'd notice as soon as he woke up! He'd just be really, really confused by how thin his arm is and how it's not quite blocking the light out of his face the way it should… but his first assumption would be that it's kind of nostalgic and like being a little kid again. Like, really little, since he was kind of chubby quite early on, so...
He'd just think he's dreaming and roll over. ... then get really confused, not just by, uh, the suddenly very different figure, but also, the hair? Whose hair is this? Lavender? ... he didn't dye it, he sure as heck didn't grow it out, he'll have to sit up, trace this hair to... his own head?!
He'd freak out, check a mirror, scream--scare himself even MORE by screaming in a woman's voice--and try to contact people he knows and trusts (Bashou, Vicious, etc.), first announcing in an utter panic that he woke up a woman and ask if they know if the Professor experimented on him or something, etc.
It'll probably take him a moment to realize, wait, he remembers this body and this hair... that girl who drew on him once?! Did he even have her number?! Did she do this?! He'll want to track down Blizzard and figure this out, maybe she has his body?!
With the sun shining on the bright day, it was rather nice out. Taking her time as she took a small walk, hands in her pockets a bit unaware of herself. So she had to find someone that was identical to herself normally.
It shouldn't have been that hard of a task. Taking a small stop at the store to get a small bit of ice cream for herself. Just some rainbow sherbet in a small cup, as it was a brighter day out. Wondering if she should get him something, but what if he didn't like ice cream? What if she didn't find him? A few thoughts went through her head as she walked down the street, spacing off a bit.
What if our muses swapped bodies?
He'd notice as soon as he woke up! He'd just be really, really confused by how thin his arm is and how it's not quite blocking the light out of his face the way it should… but his first assumption would be that it's kind of nostalgic and like being a little kid again. Like, really little, since he was kind of chubby quite early on, so...
He'd just think he's dreaming and roll over. ... then get really confused, not just by, uh, the suddenly very different figure, but also, the hair? Whose hair is this? Lavender? ... he didn't dye it, he sure as heck didn't grow it out, he'll have to sit up, trace this hair to... his own head?!
He'd freak out, check a mirror, scream--scare himself even MORE by screaming in a woman's voice--and try to contact people he knows and trusts (Bashou, Vicious, etc.), first announcing in an utter panic that he woke up a woman and ask if they know if the Professor experimented on him or something, etc.
It'll probably take him a moment to realize, wait, he remembers this body and this hair... that girl who drew on him once?! Did he even have her number?! Did she do this?! He'll want to track down Blizzard and figure this out, maybe she has his body?!
To say odd things happened often would be an understatement. Due to Blizzard's bed being a rather small one, the feeling of being squished against the wall of cute cat plushies more so that usual was definitely a bit of a confusing agent. Slowly she shifted, noticing a few things. Muscular, tan, feet hanging off the bed that's made for a woman of her height.
Her first thoughts being mostly how uncomfortable it was being larger and all, plus the desire of just wanting to go back to bed. Which was when she finally fully registered, this is not her body.
Shooting up from the bed and checking the mirror in the bathroom, of course noting the difference in her gravity and how it was harder to slide and fall. Looking at herself or well this man, in the mirror. Quickly slapping both hands against her cheeks, "Ah! . . Okay voice changed too." She stood up straight with slightly narrowed eyes, before checking where she had drawn on this man before, "it faded off, disappointing." She shook her head, leaving the bathroom looking around everywhere, noting how different it all looked at this height and having to attempt not to bump into things she could easily avoid normally. Finding the drawer with the markers she started to redo the small different doodles like a Meowth and a Meowth, and then one of the cat plushies on her bed, then a star. Before she paused realizing fully that "Oh. He's probably in my body." She leaned against the wall having to think about what was fully going on, she should probably go look for him in case something bad happened to the both of them.
Letting out a sigh, she got ready to leave figuring the best place to go would be the park where she randomly ran up to him before. Though, finding it? That was another story. Of course when she left getting distracted by the thought of getting ice cream, maybe getting some for him too as an apology would be a good thing? Yeah. Maybe.
"Wait what would I be apologizing for? I didn't do this. . ."
What if our muses swapped bodies?
He'd notice as soon as he woke up! He'd just be really, really confused by how thin his arm is and how it's not quite blocking the light out of his face the way it should… but his first assumption would be that it's kind of nostalgic and like being a little kid again. Like, really little, since he was kind of chubby quite early on, so...
He'd just think he's dreaming and roll over. ... then get really confused, not just by, uh, the suddenly very different figure, but also, the hair? Whose hair is this? Lavender? ... he didn't dye it, he sure as heck didn't grow it out, he'll have to sit up, trace this hair to... his own head?!
He'd freak out, check a mirror, scream--scare himself even MORE by screaming in a woman's voice--and try to contact people he knows and trusts (Bashou, Vicious, etc.), first announcing in an utter panic that he woke up a woman and ask if they know if the Professor experimented on him or something, etc.
It'll probably take him a moment to realize, wait, he remembers this body and this hair... that girl who drew on him once?! Did he even have her number?! Did she do this?! He'll want to track down Blizzard and figure this out, maybe she has his body?!
She tensed with a bit of surprise at how he snapped at her. Yes of course she knew she wasn't exactly being reasonable at something that was supposed to terrify her. Blizzard really couldn't help it.
Taking a small glance around without fully looking at him, "um," she kept her voice low so as to not hurt his ears again, "I apologize for-" she looked back at him as she tried to figure what to say, lots of ums and ahs as she tried to catch up with her mind, "-for. . . Not worrying about myself?"
She flashed a small awkward smile to him, pressing her fingers together, twirling them around as she kept her attention on him. Once he slowly started to uncover his ears, she perked up to attention. Still sitting there waiting for him to say something. Slightly tilting her head as she looked at him.
That was when he attacked. Almost fully jumping out of her skin, falling back slightly as he held onto her arms in such a tight grip she couldn't even imagine. In that instance her mind told her to run, her skin was easy to pierce into. The blood already dripping out from her neck. She took in a sharp breath trying not to just completely panic, panicking even in a life or death situation would get her nowhere.
Even though it went against almost all rational thoughts, she steadied her breath and closed her eyes. Tilting her head to the side to let the vampire drink from her neck.
⚰️ for a starter where my muse turns your muse into a vampire
"What a shame, that door is locked...!"
Sorry, Blizzard, your attempt to just find your way back out, testing random doors, proved a failure, as the occupant of this abandoned mansion has been silently following you from the shadows, and has now decided to reveal himself, after silently approaching! While startling due to the sudden and unexpected speech, it's a rather high voice, isn't it? Either a child or a deeper-voiced woman. It seems to come from lower behind her, too...
Were Blizzard to turn around, she'd find... he's... awfully tiny, isn't he?! That cape dwarfs him and looks like it would constantly get caught underfoot were he not wearing heels to elevate him and keep his cape just above treading range...
Despite all that, he looks smug and quite proud of himself for securing prey! (He hardly did, though...? She kind of just stumbled in by sheer luck, fortunate for him, unfortunate for her...?)
But, would she just be prey? It almost seems too bad, she was fun to watch, wandering the mansion, that almost felt like ending it too quickly...
After his unnecessary taunting (probably emboldened by the fact she's trapped here with him), he'll immediately turn into... a Swoobat (albeit one with a slightly more human face, with dirty blonde her, grey eyes, but sporting the upturned fangs, ears, and heart-nose of a Swoobat!) to fly up to try and bite her neck.
She blinked in surprise the moment he mentioned what she did was insulting. Holding up her arms as if she was told to put her hands up. Freezing up again as he moved. Following all his movements with her eyes the moment he fell to the floor she jumped back.
Blizzard had to think for a moment before kneeling down next to him as he explained she was in danger, not fully understanding why she was in the first place. Her expression slowly turned soft with a small frown, turning her voice to a whisper since it had clearly hurt his ears before when she had spoken a bit louder, "I do apologize."
A hint of worry laced her tone. Staying in place, making sure not to be too close as to not intimidate him even though she was the one in more danger. Fully she sat down on the floor with him on her knees, setting her hands down on her lap.
Whenever she left, she finds it hard to believe that encounters like this really happened. She took in a breath, reaching one of her hands up to fix her long violet hair that strayed into her face and set her hand back down on her lap.
"Are you alright?" She asked, still in that same low soft tone as to not hurt the poor boy's ears. Even though the warnings of her being in danger, clearly she didn't care. Of course she noted the tall heels he wore, figuring it was to make himself taller though that was the least of her worries since there was no way those things were comfortable at all to walk in. She would know, she wears heels often, not as high as those but still enough to be slightly uncomfortable at times.
⚰️ for a starter where my muse turns your muse into a vampire
"What a shame, that door is locked...!"
Sorry, Blizzard, your attempt to just find your way back out, testing random doors, proved a failure, as the occupant of this abandoned mansion has been silently following you from the shadows, and has now decided to reveal himself, after silently approaching! While startling due to the sudden and unexpected speech, it's a rather high voice, isn't it? Either a child or a deeper-voiced woman. It seems to come from lower behind her, too...
Were Blizzard to turn around, she'd find... he's... awfully tiny, isn't he?! That cape dwarfs him and looks like it would constantly get caught underfoot were he not wearing heels to elevate him and keep his cape just above treading range...
Despite all that, he looks smug and quite proud of himself for securing prey! (He hardly did, though...? She kind of just stumbled in by sheer luck, fortunate for him, unfortunate for her...?)
But, would she just be prey? It almost seems too bad, she was fun to watch, wandering the mansion, that almost felt like ending it too quickly...
After his unnecessary taunting (probably emboldened by the fact she's trapped here with him), he'll immediately turn into... a Swoobat (albeit one with a slightly more human face, with dirty blonde her, grey eyes, but sporting the upturned fangs, ears, and heart-nose of a Swoobat!) to fly up to try and bite her neck.
Having stumbled into a building Blizzard had thought was abandoned, she had found herself trapped in this odd place. Of course nothing worried her too badly until she heard a voice from behind her.
Chills ran up her spine as she completely froze in place, a cold swear beaded around her neck. All the hairs on the back of her neck stood up straight, feeling the presence as if it was right up to her back. Slowly, she turned to face the horrifying being-
Small.
Small.
That was the first thing that crossed her mind as she stared down, her eyes still wide and shock filled her mind for a completely different reason than horror. Still frozen with her mouth agape, slowly her hand moved up to cover her mouth. To anyone it would appear like she was frozen in fear(not really).
The moment the boy in front of her turned into a Swoobat like being, she let out a slight squeal like one would when seeing something cute. Turning away to catch her breath, all she could think was how fluffy the boy's other form appeared. Taking in a deep breath to calm herself down, letting out a very slight, "Oh my goodness" as she exhaled looking back at him with a smile, "Hello there."
⚰️ for a starter where my muse turns your muse into a vampire
"What a shame, that door is locked...!"
Sorry, Blizzard, your attempt to just find your way back out, testing random doors, proved a failure, as the occupant of this abandoned mansion has been silently following you from the shadows, and has now decided to reveal himself, after silently approaching! While startling due to the sudden and unexpected speech, it's a rather high voice, isn't it? Either a child or a deeper-voiced woman. It seems to come from lower behind her, too...
Were Blizzard to turn around, she'd find... he's... awfully tiny, isn't he?! That cape dwarfs him and looks like it would constantly get caught underfoot were he not wearing heels to elevate him and keep his cape just above treading range...
Despite all that, he looks smug and quite proud of himself for securing prey! (He hardly did, though...? She kind of just stumbled in by sheer luck, fortunate for him, unfortunate for her...?)
But, would she just be prey? It almost seems too bad, she was fun to watch, wandering the mansion, that almost felt like ending it too quickly...
After his unnecessary taunting (probably emboldened by the fact she's trapped here with him), he'll immediately turn into... a Swoobat (albeit one with a slightly more human face, with dirty blonde her, grey eyes, but sporting the upturned fangs, ears, and heart-nose of a Swoobat!) to fly up to try and bite her neck.
"This is my friendly reminder to give your writers enrichment," Blizzard carefully spoke into the microphone before inching away back into the room that she was supposed to stay in to write.
I realize while I post a lot of irl stuff, this has became a very mixed blog where I interact with RP accounts as a mixture of a self insert oc so guess I'll make one then for proper interactions! While she may be similar to me, she's not me if that makes sense?
This is Blizzard, a tired writer who is trapped in her editor's basement until she writes something. Which is affectively 90% of the time embodiment of the "does everything EXCEPT write". She gets lost easily, which is how she runs into the most random of people.
I used picrew to make this image
Fandoms I plan on posting for are Jujutsu Kaisen and Blue Exorcist! However later on I might add more, maybe My Hero Academia, Genshin, and Zenless Zone Zero stuff soon. Mostly just stuff I have fun with is all.
I might also make ship content of different fandoms that I didn't list here (SORA X TAZUKI FROM HOW TO KEEP A MUMMY, MY BELOVEDS) other than that I'm a bit unsure.
Sometimes I will post dark content as my favorite trope is literally yandere stuff. I also mainly post for female reader and will tag accordingly. If you dislike my content please move on with your day, it will make you happier in the long run.
I do not have a DNI, I block accordingly.
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