#anyway mirabelle means so much to me

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"I don't know if they understand that sometimes, I'd just like to stay the same."

[arolesbianism]

I've been passively watching an isat playthrough while twiddling my thumbs in my current oni save as I wait for my new power systems to be done and hey guys. I think one of these bitches is aromantic. Why did no one tell me one of these bitches is aromantic I would have played the game myself if I knew that

[islabonitathoughts]

max verstappen x female!oc cat mom | smau

the one max verstappen follows a instagram account where the owner just post her cats (and one dog named max)

petsbymia

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petsbymia mirabell chilling during the break moments after she scratched me to death ☠️ anyway, she's adorable 🥰

maxverstappen1 she's adorable 🥰🥰

petsbymia she is!! what's not adorable is the scratches i have all over my arm!!

maxverstappen1 im positive she had a reason for it!

petsbymia YEAH I WENT TO PET HER!!

catlovers omg look how cute 😍

mirianb_ ohhhh she's lovely!! i miss my little partner!! 🥰🥰

ilovemycats that's a pretty nice name, i wish i have thought about it 😜

petsbymia i named her after the mirabeu haute in the monaco circuit!! it's my dad favorite part of the track

charles_leclerc your dad have great taste 👌🏻

petsbymia he's also a mercedes fan!

charles_leclerc your dad have a terrible taste

maxverstappen1 your dad have a terrible taste

gabig_ don't say nasty things about uncle!!!!

ilovemycats im ignoring the full argument... wait so you named your cat after something f1 related?? unfollowing you NOW! f1 is not even a proper sport

petsbymia i knowwww im sorry 😭

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petsbymia yeah i got a black cat to name him salem even though i know how historically incoherent it is, he's pretty fucking cute though 🥰 i miss him and i think i lost him 😭😭

maxverstappen1 cute 😍 😍😍

mirianb_ okay i need to tell you now or else i think you might have a heart attack, salem is with me! i kidnapped him, sorry 😘

petsbymia OMG MIRIAN I HATE YOU I'VE BEEN CRYING FOR LIKE HOURS

maxverstappen1 i lost my cats once i can say: that's not very nice of you mirianb_

mirianb_ ok hold on for a sec... aren't you a f1 driver? MIA WHY THERE'S A F1 DRIVER IN YOU COMENTS SECTION

miamilani i mean it's not my section, it's my pets one

maxverstappen1 i saw the cats once and i thought they looked cute so i followed the profile and they're cute so sue me?

mirianb_ omg you're so cat dad coded!

catslovers forever missed salem!!

ilovemycats oh noo, mirian, how could you kidnap little salem dear???

mirianb_ in my self defense, chaos (my cat) miss his friend so i took matter with my own hands

maxverstappen1 has asked to follow miamilani

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miamilani started to follow maxverstappen1

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petsbymia bath day and i can say max, salem and mirabell hated EVERY crazy second of it 🤪

maxverstappen1 why is your dog named max? 🤨🤨

petsbymia funny story, my best friend also has a collie and he's also named max so i thought it would be funny, now we have max 1 and max 2 right allycmpbll

allycmpbll it's my brother's dog but whatever to make you happy 😍😍

catlovers ok i see now why salem got you all scratched, he clearly is french and you're making him shower

petsbymia stop insulting my cat! he's not french at all, i found him near modena, hes italiano 🇮🇹🤌🏻

collielovers i mean we NEED to put all the collies together

petsbymia no, we don't! i can barely keep it up with ONE border collie

gabig_ i told you!!! i fucking told you when you decided to have a collie that you didn't have the energy for it

ilovemycats salem looks miserable 😭😭

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miamilani our dogs, my cats and my best friends, love you miri, happy crazy birthday to you and i hope a bunch of cars going in circle makes you happy tomorrow

mirianb_ im so much more happy when im with you! thanks for all these years of friendship 🩷

gabig_ all of us together until the end

allycmpbll happiest bday to the most annoying person in the world

maxverstappen1 happy birthday, mirian, i feel that you don't like me but anyway

mirianb_ it's not personal mr. verstappen, im a simple mercedes girl 😎

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petsbymia taking the kids to see nona (my mum) mirabell took a nap on my mom's bed, salem took my dad spot on the couch and max ate at least 15 different plants, looking forward to came back again for christmas

maxverstappen1 omg they're so cute and so adorable, im starting to think they have their mom's charm 😅

gabig_ that was supposed to be a flirt? cause god it was awful

petsbymia it was not, it was cute, my pets are as charming as i am!

mirianb_ your dad a few years ago "i don't like pets, im allergic, they're too messy", your dad today "here salem, my bed is your bed now"

petsbymia *proceds to sleep on the couch*

catslover how were you able to get the most charismatic pets in the world?

petsbymia avengers, assemble!

collielovers salem and mirabell they're VERY cute but i cant with max, he's so gentleman coded 🥹

maxverstappen1 i was about to ask whay the fuck have i eaten but my mind went back working again

charles_leclerc again? naive of you to assume your mind worked those past few months

lewishamilton your mind was literally a mud puddle

maxverstappen1 ok stop the bullying now

petsbymia yeah boys, stop the bullying ✋🏻

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maxverstappen1 jimmy and sassy appreciation post 🧡🧡🧡

petsbymia mirabell and salem wants to meet jimmy and sassy 🥰

miamilani smooth!

verstappencom the most adorable ones!!

redbullracing we're waiting to see them again! 🥰

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miamilani so here's a funny story i don't know how i ended up here cause i was only answering a random dude on my pets profile (random dude is a formula one champion - i don't know what that means)

gabig_ mia still pretending not to know shit about motorsport when her cat is named after a part of a circuit, tsc tsc

allycmpbll years of asking you to go to interlagos with me and now you're just a gp because a random dude asked you to?

maxverstappen1 excuse me, random dude here, it was very difficult

mirianb_ is it always that loud?

petsbymia we miss you mum!

mirianb_ who's the admin on the pets account while you're away????

roscoelovescoco i also miss my dad!

maxverstappen1 i cant believe lewis got the mind to open roscoes account, search mia, search the comment and respond it, dude, weren't you supposed to be working?

lewishamilton i am working, the car, on the other way around...

miamilani OMG LEWIS HIIIII!!! IM SUCH A GREAT FAM OF YOU, OMG IM LOOKING FORWARD TO SEE YOU DRIVING A FERRARI!!!!!

user182 ok so who is she?

user713 apparently is max new girlfriend

user182 she's a cat mom i think i will like her

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maxverstappen1 getting out of the weekend after maxplaining all i could to a pet mom 😜

miamilani sure, whatever you say! interlagos is still better than zandvoort

redbullracing hope we got another one for the redbull army

miamilani not happening, adm, not happening!!

verstappencom 💥💥

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trying to teach her how to work the sim

charles_leclerc answered your story

any luck?

maxverstappen1

lol she's better than you

thanks max for letting me win (if he says i pushed him out of track hes lying 😝

maxverstappen1 has answered your story

lies!!! you pushed me wild

miamilani

boooo 😚 im better than youuu

[auncyen]

Okay one last thing about other looper aus from me. for now, anyway.

So the trouble for most of the others is in beating the King. After that:

Bonnie: nothing nada. This kid's wish was for their sister to be okay and that perfectly lines up with the King's defeat. As soon as the King's defeated they do not loop anymore, they are good and done. They......probably have some trauma from the looping. Maybe the others help them get to Bambouche to make sure they're okay I am still so bewildered that in friendquest ending Odile's like "I GUESS WE'LL FIND SOMEONE TO TAKE BONIFACE TO BAMBOUCHE" m'dame. M'DAME.

Mirabelle: .....honestly I think Mirabelle's wish would also probably line up with the King's defeat and mean she's free as soon as the King's defeated but I could see her phrasing/sentiment veer just slightly far enough that her wish is actually to prove herself worthy of Euphrasie's blessing. By defeating the King, of course! That counts, doesn't it? Even if she's still the same Mirabelle? Even if she would have failed and gotten all the friends who joined her on this quest killed if not for the looping? ...Mirabelle's act 3 is a quick spiral downward emotionally but she is not as committed to hiding all her feelings like Siffrin. So. Probably a sobbing confession about the loops at some point where she gets comforted and the others help her start to change perspective on if she's really never changed/is a bad housemaiden. Still...trauma...but. yeah

Odile: assuming a wish more serious than the coin flip, Odile probably makes a wish like Siffrin's, to stay with the others. It's just that, well, Odile would probably figure out a lot faster that her wish is probably what caused the looping. She might even ask as soon as she thinks they're likely to defeat the King. The only way I see this really going awry is if she's accidentally having some strife with Siffrin (Siffrin's need to Be Useful and Good at their Job vs Odile's "NO I'M JUST GOING TO GO AHEAD AND HIT THE SWITCH I DO NOT WANT TO SEE YOU CRUSHED AGAIN--I'm just going to grab the key from the journal, I'm tired of hinting about it--I already know which drawer we need to look in--") where like. Siffrin thinks she's only including them in the invitation for the group to keep traveling to be polite, she doesn't actually want them (because look how bad they were, look how useless they are now) so they decline traveling with her. They think they're doing her a favor! SHE'S LOOPING AGAIN. (And, yeah, Odile could be having friction with someone else, too, if trying to kill the King's rubbed her raw enough. It's just so easy to picture how it would happen with Siffrin.)

So like Odile either solves her looping flawlessly as soon as she solves killing the King, OR she has several loops of seething frustration and growing horror ("BUT THERE MUST BE A WAY YOU WOULD SAY YES, I CAN'T BE TRAPPED") before she realizes to her disgust that there is a way. And that way. Is through at least one feelings talk.

(She would probably feel much better at the end of the talk. A looping Odile would not be thrilled about starting it.)

Isabeau: Isabeau's wish. If it's to confess to Siffrin. Could make a huge mess post-game. Because Isabeau realizing his wish is responsible. And seeing Siffrin repeatedly die. Slowly becoming numb to seeing Siffrin die and then just numb to Siffrin (because, well. trauma). They finally beat the King, and Isabeau loops again, and realizes:

he's still got to confess. even if he doesn't feel that way anymore.

Like. This would just be a really messy thing where Isabeau probably does still love Siffrin, he's just so traumatized from the loops that he'd benefit from some time to just focus on resting and recovering not trying to start a relationship he doesn't know if he even wants but that was his wish!!! He's got to fulfill it!! (He only had to confess but he doesn't know how "the Universe" works, if he didn't follow through on his confession would it seem insincere? would it drag him back to the loops?) And Siffrin, who loves Isabeau but he's not sure if he loves him that way? with all the self-esteem issues and now the guilt of teaching Isabeau to wish, figures. well. if Isabeau wants him that way, that's wonderful!!! They want to make Isabeau happy and they can do it this way, in the relationship Isabeau wants!!! It's where the Universe has led them, so it... must be where they belong, and they shouldn't have any reservations, in fact they don't! it's...... fine. Everything's fine.

...and hopefully things work out eventually there but I'm really not sure how it would. (Honestly the one thing coming to mind is that. Isabeau just gets so sick of who he's turning into being insincere with someone he wants to still care about that he does something drastic and y'know if the Universe drags him back IT DRAGS HIM BACK. ...and then once he sees the Universe is not shoving him back into the loops he has to deal with the consequences of whatever he did and both he and Siffrin take a break to get some perspective on what they actually want.)

[amuseintime]

Shattering Realization (Pt 4/4)

Star Souls AU

Not the end of the AU, buuuut of this section of it :3c

Sif’s awake! This means everything is back to normal… right? Right? Of course, Odile doesn’t intend to just let it go that easily. Some things are answered, others are not.

Odile POV

<< PREV || FIRST

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Odile slept surprisingly well considering Boniface almost gave them a collective heart attack the evening before. The troublesome preteen apparently decided to sneak into Isabeau’s tent and snuggle up with Siffrin in such a way they could barely see them. If not for the fact that Mirabelle caught Siffrin moving slightly, they likely would’ve been out all night. While she would’ve appreciated their rogue at least attempting to signal them, it didn’t seem like he could very easily talk, and the sight of him stroking Boniface’s hair was admittedly enough to warm even her overly practical, often abrasive excuse for a heart.

Of course, even the best sleep and mostly finely crafted sleeping bag in the world would not prevent her back from hurting after another night of camping. A truly disconcerting number of clicks and pops filled the tent as she sat up, trying to ignore the twinge of pain. Nothing to be done for it except a stretch or two—battle-specialized healing craft only did so much for muscle aches and old bones.

Odile put on her day clothes and shuffled out of her tent with a container of tea leaves, the siren song of caffeine calling to her. Thankfully, it seemed all was more or less as normal in the little group. Mirabelle and Boniface were already up with a fire going, the preteen cooking some eggs. However, there was one thing both odd and relieving: Siffrin was also awake, helping feed twigs into the blaze.

“Good morning, young ones. Good to see you feeling better, Siffrin,” she said.

“Mm hmm. Same as ever!” Siffrin chirped. “Just needed a longer nap than usual, sorry about that.”

That was an understatement. “Siffrin. Being asleep for over a full day does not count as a long nap so much as a short coma.”

Mirabelle jolted in place. “Madame! Should- should we bring that up? I mean-“

“It’s fine?” Siffrin said. “I knew it was coming. So… what do you want to know?”

“Nothing that can’t wait until after we’ve all eaten and I’ve gotten caffeine in me.”

Boniface side-eyed Siffrin, scraping at the eggs with unnecessary aggression. “… ‘Cept Frin. You can’t actually eat, can you?”

Siffrin hid his face in the collar of his cloak, head tilted so his hat hid his eyes as well. “Not in the traditional sense, no…”

“…. So what? Have you just been throwing your portions out?”

“Of course not!” Siffrin said, shaking his head emphatically. “That’d be a waste! I’ve just been sneaking them onto other people’s plates.”

Mirabelle gasped. “So I’m NOT crazy! All those times I thought that the food wasn’t ending, that more just kept appearing, that was you?!”

“Um. Yes. Sorry?” Siffrin said.

Boniface sighed, “You don’t gotta humor me anymore. I guess I keep the same portions though, since everyone was eating your share anyways?”

“Oh. Yes, that’s fine,” Siffrin said.

Odile put on her tea, and Mirabelle went to wake up Isabeau as breakfast was done. Bonnie divided up scrambled eggs for everyone who could eat, but…

“Oh? Siffrin? Are you not hungry?” Isabeau said, earning a charged look from everyone. “Did I say something weird?”

“I don’t have a digestive system, don’t worry about it,” Siffrin said.

“Oh! Oh… right. I guess you wouldn’t,” Isabeau said.

Odile read a book for most of the rest of breakfast, but it didn’t sound old she was missing much of interest. It was abnormally quiet. Siffrin apparently decided to start cleaning up before everyone was even done, the mess mostly gone by the time Odile finished her plate. She sipped the last of her tea—strong and black, just as she liked it—and decided it was about time to address the elephant in the room.

“So, Siffrin, you aren’t human,” Odile said.

Mirabelle immediately started stammering, Boniface mumbling something with their arms crossed while Isabeau looked nervously at Siffrin. Siffrin, however, simply nodded. If she didn’t know that his face was crafted with naturally a neutral expression, she’d assume his current smile was literally painted on.

Of course, he didn’t say anything, and neither did anyone else, so seemed she’d have to take the lead here.

“So what are you then?”

Clearly he was some form of supernatural being, but that narrowed it down surprisingly little. Given how human he usually acted, it seemed most likely he was a ghost, but assumptions were dangerous. Besides, ghosts tended to haunt important areas of objects and usually had an agenda, a reason to linger, and to be blunt, Siffrin seemed fairly aimless. So presumably, he was a spirit of some sort, but that did virtually nothing to narrow it down. “A spirit” could encompass anything from the simplest Sadness to, arguably, gods. Of course, there was always a chance he was built into the doll that housed him, making him something artificial, and really it was going to be faster to ask.

“I don’t know,” Siffrin said.

Oh she could feel the migraine coming on. “… what.”

“I don’t remember really…?” Siffrin said. “I know I’ve been wandering around a while, but I don’t really remember why. I guess just because I don’t have anything better to do?”

Old suspicion flared up as she narrowed her eyes. Generally speaking, spirits didn’t just “forget” what they were, at least not any developed and/or human-like enough to have coherent thought.

“So… you aren’t a ghost?” Mirabelle said.

“Maybe…? But if I am, I’m kind of bad at this,” Siffrin said. His eyes slid between all of them as he pulled one leg into his chest. “Sorry, I’m sure this isn’t making me sound any less suspicious or weird, is it?”

“Not really, no,” Odile said. “But I suppose if you’re telling the truth, it’s not entirely unheard of…” She’d heard a few tales of amnesiac gods, of things great but either stupid or unfathomable, of spirits and beings who hid things for reasons. It was hard to tell what you were dealing with until it was too late. Pressing him too much was probably a bad idea. Better safe than sorry.

“You seem to know a lot about this, M’dame,” Isabeau said. “Is your field of research spiritology?”

“The word you’re looking for is Phasmology, and no, it’s not my field of research. Much of what I’m saying is more or less common knowledge in Ka Bue, though I’d argue that we’ve historically placed too much stock in the works of spirits and ghosts. Though I suppose it’s only natural. Much easier to blame something you don’t understand on an unknown spirit than try to find the science behind it. That said, I don’t think you know what a heated debate is until you bring up the Bright Death in a room full of Ka Buan historians. I got a rib cracked for that.”

“… huh.” Was all that Siffrin had to say. Taciturn as always, it seemed.

Mirabelle cleared her throat, speaking with the slow deliberation of someone holding something back. “So… Even if you don’t remember what you are, you’re aren’t flesh and blood either, are you?”

“Nope,” Siffrin said. “I’ll admit, I don’t know the name for this material, but…” He was grinning. Was grinning that grin. The grin that came before a particularly bad pun. He was even rubbing his hands together. “If you want a closer look, I can give you a hand with that!” And then he tossed his hand to Mira.

As in the whole thing.

It just. Popped off.

“SIF?!”

“OH CHANGE OH CHANGE OH CHANGE-“ Mirabelle shouted, hands fumbling with the detached limb until instinctively flinging it away.

Odile felt vaguely nauseous, and Boniface’s eyebrows were furrowed together. They came to hide behind Odile.

And Siffrin was laughing. Though as they all kept staring, he seemed to wilt in front of them. “Uh… too much? Sorry, I-I thought it’d break the ice…” He got up, awkwardly shuffling to where his gloved hand had landed and putting it back on with a pop, wiggling his fingers demonstratively. “See? Good as new! No harm done!”

“Sif. Siffrin. Buddy. Are- are you okay? That doesn’t hurt, does it?” Isabeau said, hand hovering in the air.

“It doesn’t. I’m designed to come apart, when I need to,” Siffrin said. He hesitated only slightly before pulling his cloak and sleeve up, exposing his elbow joint. “I actually, um, have to take myself apart sometimes. For cleaning.”

Mirabelle’s eyes were a bit too wide, but she kept her composure surprisingly well for someone who was screaming moments ago. “Is that… scary? I mean, you have to take yourself apart.”

“I mean, not really? It’s probably like taking a bath to you guys.”

Isabeau was staring intently at the exposed “skin” of Siffrin’s arm, face flushed. Gems alive, that man was head over heels, wasn’t he? Getting flustered from the slightest showing of not-skin.

Odile rolled her eyes, unable to deny the fondness in her heart for these four. “Like taking a bath… vulnerable and personal, especially with the element of limited movement, but I’d imagine that any fear would wear off, if it ever existed.”

“O-Oh! Yeah! That makes sense!” Isabeau said. “If, uh…”

“If…?” Siffrin said.

“Nevermind!”

Gems, these two. Get a room. Actually, they all should, preferably at an inn. They needed to get moving.

“Well, I’d be interested in seeing how all of this works, but we did get held up a day or two. We should get moving as soon as we can,” Odile said.

“Yes ma’am,” Siffrin said. He started pitching in, helping others pack. After all, everything he owned was conveniently kept on that one body and its many hidden pockets and apparent crevices. One day, if they beat the curse, she’d find them all. Not today though.

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I prefer tea, but buy me a Kofi?

[local-limebug]

DBDA characters + formal desi attire: Charles and Edwin (Pt. 1)

This is not fanart, because I cannot draw, but if any fanartists want to use this as inspo, go ahead. And, before we begin, my fashion sense is not the best, so if any fellow desi people see this and have anything to add, go ahead. These aren't very detailed either tbh, because I am much more well versed in women's desi fashion than men's. Ok, now, let's go.

Charles Rowland

You know I had to start with my favourite desi boy of all time. I'm putting my man in a sherwani because he deserves it. Red's his colour, and it's also the colour associated with weddings in south asian culture, so yes, these pictures are technically bridegroom inspo.

So, I absolutely adore embroidered sherwanis, and I do think Charles would slay one of these beyond imagination. For full outfit references, see below.

Golden and red go together amazingly in desi wear, although they do usually denote wedding wear. But sherwanis fit so wonderfully on the shoulders + Charles' dangly gold earring would go so so well with the outfit !!

Edwin Payne

Yes, I'm imagining the British Raj era white boy in desi attire. Sue me. We all know blue's his colour, so of course I went for the blue sherwanis.

Now, blue and golden are an amazing colour combination and my original choice, because I wanted there to be a common colour between Charles and Edwin, but blue and silver/white was easier to find on Pinterest. You can see golden highlights on a few of these, though, and this next one.

This one is a bit plain but to be quite honest, it has a simple elegance to it that reminded me of Edwin. Its golden highlights mean that it would work best with golden trousers, like Charles' outfits up top.

BUT I also saw this amazing formal shalwar kameez in blue that I do think Edwin would look so so good in, so I have to add it here as a bonus idea.

+ Bonus Payneland

So, desi men's attire also has this thing where the sherwani itself is a muted colour and the man wears a cloth draped around himself in the highlighted colour (IDK what the cloth is called 😭). But I found these similar ones in blue/white and red/golden combo, and yes, it reminded me of Payneland.

LIKE. You can't tell me they wouldn't absolutely slay it. Like these are their wedding outfits to me, like for when they get married to each other.

Anyway, that's the limit for the pictures I can put on this post. Next one up is Crystal and Niko! I am so excited for Niko.

taglist because people seemed to want this and i don't want anyone to miss it. just say the word and i'll tag you for the next part: @queen-of-hobgobblers @mirabel-on-a-bicycle @shipspainfulships @read-write-thrive @justalunaticfangirl @guardianspirits13

[vulpixisananimal]

(You run down the stairs two at a time, taking the lead as usual. What WAS that sadness anyawy?!? The Sadness that appeared because of The King were more intelligent, had plans, but the King was gone, and so sadness you'd find now would just be, normal, animalistic. But this one was smart, AND it could freeze time!)

<Doesn't matter, we have a job to do.>

(You get to the main room. It's a mess. Tables were overturned, Odile was frozen in time, Bonnie was against the far wall and Nille was protecting them. The door was ripped from the wall, and Isabeau was nowhere to be seen.)

(The sadness loomed over Pétronille, who, seeing you walk down, got distracted, looking right at you. The sadness took the chance, and flung her across the room.)

"S-SIS!!" (Bonnie screamed, looking over, Nille wasn't moving.)

"I-I'll unfreeze madame-" (Mirabelle starts.)

"Don't!" <You interrupt.> "She'll likely fight us, we can't risk it."

<She looks at you, clearly annoyed. You ignore it, looking back to the sadness. It had turned and was staring right at Mirabelle.>

"'Frin!!" <Bonnie calls to you. They're trying to slip away from the sadness while it was distracted.>

<Mind if I take over?>

(I. . . Alright, don't go crazy with looping, please.)

<Alright. You reach down out of habit and take those singing stones and place them in your ear. You hear music.>

"Siffrin?" <Ramos looks over to you.> "What are. ."

(You want to know, too.)

<. . . Habit, you think. That's what you would do in the play, right? Place stones in your ears before each grand battle- >

(Alright alright, just focus.)

"Ready?" <You ask, drawing your dagger. Mirabelle draws her sword, and you see Ramos take a ready stance.>

<The sadness screamed, charging at you.>

<You rush at the sadness, feinting to the right and swiping at it, connecting.>

"H-huh?!?" <Ramos exclaims.> "What blinding type IS it anyways!"

"I don't know, b-but. . ." <Mirabelle clapped her hands together, you feel a warmth wash over you. Good.> "We'll figure it out!"

<The sadness looks at you with a hate in its eyes you had never seen before. It roared and slashed at you. You dance back, feeling a claw barely graze your chest.>

<Ramos rushes forward, striking with their tonfas in quick succession. They connect, but it's not much.>

(Don't you know combat crafts?!?)

<Why would I.>

(Blinding- tag in please now THANK you!!)

(The wave of nausea passes as you jump back. You snap your fingers, feeling your feet get lighter in an instant. What do you MEAN you don't know combat crafts!!)

<Never bothered. Let's argue later, shall we?>

(The sadness screamed, it's sharp, needle arms formed into hands and they clapped together- wait. Paper sign, scissors sign, two crafts?)

(Mirabelle rushed forward with her rapier, striking at the sadness. The blow bounced off, harmless.)

<Something's wrong.>

(Huh?)

<Keep fighting.>

(From the side, Bonnie rushed in with their pan, bonking the sadness before running past you and behind you.) "F-frin!!! 'Frin there's, there's something wrong with Nille!"

<You glance over to Nille. Yeah it's called being out cold.>

(Be nice!) "What happened?"

"S-she was, acting really weird, and, a-and looking for you and, tried to grab me when I said no and-"

"Eyes up Sif!!" (Ramos yells, throwing up a scissors sign and slowing down the sadness.) "Talk after!"

"There might not be an after!!" (Stars, should have phrased that better for Bonnie.)

(Siffrin time. Okay, so if it's scissors and paper, then you should. . . You make a first and strike! There we go! Damage!! Proper damage!! The sadness roared in anger.)

"FINALLY, progress!!" (Ramos cheered.)

"Careful though!! I-it might change it's typing but I know we can do it!!!" (Mira adds. She looks focused, cheering you on. You feel stronger.)

<I doubt it's that.>

(What makes you say that?)

<Keep fighting.>

(Ramos time, they strike at the sadness with a fist sign, just like yours, it hit a weakness. You were getting back in the groove. You could win this!)

(The sadness stumbled to a knee. It looked at you with loathing. It stood up and struck a needle like arm into the earth.)

(+80% recovered.)

"WHAT?!?"

"Oh that is SO unfair!!"

"STUPID CRABBING SADNESS!!"

<Now why did you have to go and jinx us.>

(You didn't- UGH! FINE!!) "Hey!! Over here, crabface!!" (The sadness turned to look at you. You gave a wink to Ramos, who took the chance and strikes at the sadness while its back was turned.)

(The sadness screamed, turned, and slapped Ramos away with a powerful paper craft. K.O.ed.)

"Ramos!!" (Mirabelle yells. She looks to the sadness, then to the collapsed ally, then to you. She doesn't know what to do.)

"Just, just focus on-" (You start to respond, Mirabelle shrieks, alerting you. You look back and the sadness was right in your face. It stares at you. It's eyes, those eyes.)

(It looks at you with, disgust, with, betrayal. In anger, confusion, and, and. . .)

(You can't move.)

<Siffrin- >

(Your mind is freezing up. Your body. You're. You. Can't. You, you. . .)

<. . .>

<. . . We're dead.>

<You just don't know it yet.>

<. . . . You can still hear me.>

<Stuck on your own words? Of course, you were always stuck in your own head when jumping into those tears.>

<We can't even see how the fight is going, we just have to wait.>

<. . . . .>

<. . . . . . . . . . .>

<. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Try again.>

[drwcn]

I'm not gonna lie, I desperately want to hear your Encanto takes, as someone who also could not like Mirabelle to save my life

Glad to know I'm not the only one. In case people haven't figured it out yet...I'm a bit of a bitch.

First of all, I guess I could be considered one of those asian kids that did everything their parents wanted them to do. Always got good grades, has extracurricular talents, got into good schools, picked the right major, got a good paying career (altho I did stumble for quite a few years during undergrad but eventually I got there). Not to be a walking stereotype but yeah, I was one of those kids.

(And before any one of you come for me from a different angle and hit me with the "but you're a cis heterosexual woman", shut the fuck up, you don't know me, I've never talked about my identity/orientation on this hell site, not once).

So I am WELL aware that Mirabelle was NOT supposed to "represent me". But nevertheless, I don't like Mirabelle. Let me be clear. I don't like Mirabelle. I don't hate Encanto the movie. I found everyone else quite endearing and 3 dimensional. Mirabelle was annoying.

One:

Mirabelle is everything wrong with the pervasive philosophy that is driving today's north american education system, and that is slowly but surely starting to leach into other parts of the world: that every child is special, that every person is important.

This is a lie.

Almost everybody is born unimportant. You make your own importance in this life. Unless you fall out of a royal vagina and is gonna inherit a throne or something... most of us have to figure our own shit out.

However much tumblr doesn't like to hear it: you actually do have to make value for society, and I don't mean money. You have to do things that matter to at least some other people in the world. It's called being part of the human race.

This whole "just exist and be appreciated" philosophy, it's cancerous. Don't "well I didn't ask to me born" me. None of us did. But we're all here trying to make the best of it anyway.

Two

Mirabelle has a total lack of situational awareness.

The part where she totally lost me and made me viscerally cringe, was the part she burst into the party screaming about how the house is gonna crack and fall down.

Like bruh. And you wonder why your Grandma was pissed off. That wasn't just her trying to be helpful, that was a cry for attention on a day that wasn't about her.

I don't care if that's harsh. It's true. If she was JUST trying to be helpful, she could've found any family member - her mom, her dad, or her grandma directly - and pulled them aside and told them. Without alarming the whole fucking town. Especially when it's been uninvestigated and unconfirmed.

"But she was trying to help and do a good thing!"

Listen, the truth about life is that doing bad things and doing things badly can both have negative consequences. The road to hell is paved with good intentions and whatnot.

Three

As far as metaphors go, Mirabelle having no power and then becoming the power that makes the house resurrect itself... bruh, so she HAS powers. It's just unrecognized.

If you were really gonna drive home the point, make her have no power ever. Write a story where she never gets on her cousins' level. The house doesn't fall apart, she's just ordinary, and STILL have her be recognized and loved by her family in the end. That's a story I wanna see.

Because if you're just gonna have this girl complain for an hour and a half and then end with her having the power to restore the house then what's the fucking point.

She's not different. She's just a late bloomer.

Extra: God, if I was Grandma and lived through all that loss and tragedy and warfare, came out on top, built a town, just to be painted a villain in some disney film by my mediocre grandkid... fuck me.

[chimerafeathers]

party pov of the Siffrinless run through the House during the Loop hangout has a hold on me rn…

i spoke broadly about it in this post but each of them would have much more personal conflicts and thoughts about Siffrin just…..disappearing without a word on the day of the final battle.

i was gonna talk about all of them in one post but i kept having more to say about Mirabelle. and i don’t talk about Mirabelle in depth as much as she deserves. so!

Party POV of Loop Hangout Day - MIRABELLE EDITION

we don’t see the clocktower interaction play out after Siffrin agrees to hang out with Loop, but there’s no reason to believe it goes much differently than usual without the friendquests changing things. which means this probably happens

We’ll stay with you, Mira. Siffrin says it every time this conversation happens.

Mirabelle offers them all a final opportunity to back out. she’s felt guilty, this entire time, dragging everyone along with her on a quest that feels doomed to fail, and that more than half of the party shouldn’t even really be involved with—a child, and two travelers risking their lives for a country that isn’t theirs, just because they had the misfortune to be in the wrong place at the wrong time.

they should be allowed to leave. she may not have a choice, but the rest of them do. so she tries to offer them this escape, even though the thought of what’s ahead fills her with dread, even if she’s terrified she was the wrong choice for something this important and may not be able to protect them, or even succeed at all. and it’s such a relief and a comfort that they all choose to stay anyway, and she doesn’t have to face the House alone. she has support, company, friends to rely on. people who believe in her even when she doesn’t believe in herself.

except when they wake up the next morning, Siffrin is nowhere to be found. not in the clocktower, not in the town. how long do they search? how long does it take them to decide this must be his real answer to the question Mirabelle posed the night before?

Mirabelle takes Siffrin’s act 5 behavior…very personally. in her hurt and anger, she decides that if nothing’s wrong, if he thought it was okay to say something like that in that moment, they must have always been a worse person than she thought they were. she was always uncertain of his motives, his attitude. she reassures herself that their teasing is friendly, like it’s something she has to convince herself is true.

but some part of her really did believe that he saw himself as better than the rest of them—even if she never treated them with anything other than kindness! she didn’t let her uncertainty or anxiety get in the way of treating him with warmth, ignoring the potential bad-faith explanations of his behavior and trusting that they had better intentions than her fears would lead her to believe…until she had evidence that, just maybe, those fears weren’t so unfounded.

the Housemaiden in the Prologue even says that she thought they were mean, at first. uncaring. an impression that didn’t turn around until Siffrin got hurt protecting Bonnie. maybe it’s cheating a little bit to bring Prologue dialogue into an ISAT discussion since they’re not perfectly identical timelines, but i think it lines up with ISAT Mirabelle thinking Siffrin saw themself as “better” than her.

Prologue:

ISAT:

she applies this judgement not just in the moment, but retroactively. whatever goodwill and trust she had read into their behavior before, it’s gone. the person she reassured herself that he was would never do something like this, so she must have failed to understand him entirely, from the very beginning.

there’s no confrontation, in the Hangout loop. just a silent disappearance. they have no context or explanation for what happens. no heightened emotions from the immediacy of insults and anger thrown in their faces. but whatever emotions bubble up have time to simmer.

i can imagine Mirabelle’s thought process might be quite similar to how it is in Act 5.

something must be wrong, for them to act like this. to disappear without a word after promising everyone that they’d stay.

but if nothing’s wrong…she must have been wrong about them. he isn’t the person she thought he was. how could they leave now, after what they already sacrificed defending Bonnie? or was it because of what he lost defending them—that he had given all he was willing to give, and no more?

did they finally decide Mirabelle wasn’t a person worth believing in anymore? that her mission wasn’t important enough to waste his life in its pursuit? that someone like them shouldn’t bother following someone as weak as her?

she gave them the option to leave. she feels guilty that it hurts so much that he took it. angry and betrayed that he would lie to their faces and leave without a goodbye, when for all they know they’ll never see each other again. did they all really matter so little to him?

or was he scared, and unable to face them out of shame? can she really blame them for that, knowing her own terror at what entering the House will bring? maybe he’s just as scared as she is, even if he never shows it like she does. it’s their choice. he has no responsibility here, no obligation to stay and put himself in danger for their sakes. she offered them this. she offered them this. they’re allowed to change their mind. what right does she have to be angry? she would have understood if they’d just!! said something!!! it would have hurt, still, but, but—

did she ever really understand them at all, if she couldn’t see this coming?

[eurydice-pens]

Mirabelle, Isabeau, and Nellie:

What do you guys do? Do y'all have jobs around town?

I: Ah, yeah! I work for Dr. Odile, actually.

I: I think her interest in this country was passing, at first, but she’s studying Wishcraft pretty intensely, now, which is really cool, since Wishcraft itself isn’t something a lot of people here study.

I: (I think it might be considered a little heretical, actually.)

I: But it’s of interest to me, so I asked if I could be, um, something like an unpaid intern for her while she was doing fieldwork in our town.

I: …and then she gave me a very long lecture about why unpaid internships were unethical.

I: And then she hired me.

I: So… yeah, I’m a research assistant! Dr. Odile’s said she could recommend me to some graduate schools in Ka Bue if I wanted to go further my education there, and there are a lot of things about the country that interest me, but… well, we’ll see.

N: Beau’s really smart.

I: Aaah, I guess..

N: He doesn’t really like it when people tell him this, though. Even though it’s true.

I: Euughh, Petra—

N: Anyway, I didn’t like school as much as he did, but I like crafting. Like, lowercase-c crafting. I have a little jewelry business, but by day I manage inventory for the divers’ supply store in the next town over. It’s fun, I do like diving.

I: Don’t you technically have a research diving certification…?

N: What am I gonna research down there, though? Urchins? Crabs?

I: (I mean yes there are people who study both of those things as their life’s work)

N: Anyway, yep, that’s us! Belle’s not here right now, but to be honest this type of question would stress her out.

I: She’s… still trying to find her calling. That can be hard.

N: Yeah, sure would be nice if the Universe would give us some sort of instruction manual, huh? But she’ll figure it out. I have every confidence in her.

[doodler16]

I find it hard to believe that the person who did the voice casting for Sonic Frontiers did the voice casting for Hazbin Hotel. Now I'm not saying that all the casting choices were bad, as there were some that I did enjoy, but come on, even I could do better casting choices then the ones that were made.

But even with the casting choices that I kinda liked, I still have some problems with them, but personally, I feel that with a few changes to the voices, they could work as the characters

Like with Erika's Charlie, they could have her pitch up the voice a bit so it doesn't sound as deep.

With Stephanie, they could have her do a voice more similar to Mirabel from Encanto or Gosalyn from DuckTales' 2017. But even then, it wouldn't fix Vaggie's character much... God, I'm glad I'm rewriting her the most.

With Blake's Angel, they could either give him better direction or just let him do a more original take. (Fun Fact: When he got casted as Angel back in 2021, he was still technically the newbie in the Hellaverse cast, as this was his second professional acting role, with his first one being one of the Mariachi Imps for HB S2 EP4: Western Energy, which was recorded back in 2020)

And with Kimiko's Niffty, they could have her do a more mature voice that similar to Horse from Centaurworld or Lena Saberwing from DuckTales' 2017. (How a teenager sounds more mature then Niffty, a 22 year old mind you, is beyond me.)

Keith's Husk, well... technically, that's fine, as I wouldn't really change a thing, as that's one of the choices I actually like.

As for the roles I felt were mis-casted, I feel that they should've been done by either professional VAs or actors who would've suit the role better, also speaking of professional VAs, would it kill Vivziepop to cast more actual voice actors for the roles as opposed to having celebrities doing them.

Now I wouldn't mind it if it was like a small hand full for the main cast, or for like a guest appearance or two, but it's like every character is voice by a celebrity. Ever wonder why a lot of animated shows have their voice actors do multiple roles, it's mainly a choice to save money during production.

Now I know that this was somewhat slightly averted during Helluva Boss' first season where they had voice actors like Richard Horvitz, Erica Lindbeck, Cristina Vee, Erica Luttrell and Ed Bosko do several voice roles throughout the show. But then by Season 2, they started blowing their budget on more expensive ass people to do the roles, when they could've just had mainstream VAs do those roles, I mean, seriously, you could have Eric Bauza do any of the roles that Brandon Rogers or Don Darryl Rivera have done for much cheaper, heck, maybe even better than what they've done and no one can tell the difference. (Well, except for Katie Killjoy and Travis, as I kinda picture different VAs doing those roles)

Anyways, that's the end on my rambling on the Hellaverse's Voice Acting

Huh, someone from Sonic Frontiers did the voice casting for Hazbin Hotel. That’s interesting. Me personally, I thought it was good and quickly warmed up to it.

Then again majority of the Broadway VAs are practically based off the pilot VAs. The only one I didn’t like was Valentino, however I did get quickly used to it. I do miss Katie Killjoy’s pilot VA.

[the-bitter-ocean]

( ACT 3/ ACT 4 SPOILERS/ 2Hats Spoilers) This is part 3 of the many responses/ dialogue options I wrote for the conversation that Rewind and Mirabelle have on what Rewind’s identity truly is. To understand the full context you can find the original post here. Writing is under the cut:

{{“So I suppose you must have a lot of questions for me don’t you? Theories as to who I might be?”}}

{ You do. You can’t help but feel overwhelmed by all of this.}

{{“Let’s make this like a game so you can get to know me a little better. How’s that sound hm?”}}

{You nod slowly, still unsure.}

{{“You get one guess for this so pick whatever feels right in your heart.”}}

{One guess?}

{Something about the way Riri speaks to you feels familiar. }

{ It sounds like how you would speak to yourself when no one else is around. }

{ You’re not sure how you feel about it. }

{ It sounds crazy to even suggest the idea that the person standing before you might actually be you…}

{ It sounds like something straight out of one of the novels you like to read if you’re being honest. }

{ That being said, it was also equally unbelievable to hear that you’re stuck in a timeloop and that was actually proven to be true. }

=> { You’re me.}

{“.. Are you.. Um.. me?”}

{Riri stares at you blankly.}

{Awkward silence stretches for what feels like eternity.}

{Riri does eventually snap from her daze and speaks quietly.}

{{“Wow Hero!”}}

{{“I know that all of Vaugarde regards you as the ✨main character ✨in this tale of yours but not everything is about you!”}}

{{“…”}}

{ Rewind looks lost in thought. You wave and try to get her attention. }

{“Riri are you okay? I didn’t mean to upset you-“}

{{“…! Ohoho! I’m fine. You’re such a sweetheart, Hero. There’s no need to worry about little old me.”}}

{{“…Anyway I think we should move on now actually. We have much pressing matters to attend to~!”}}

[starcrests]

Hi! Knife to meet you!

I'm Siffrin, the traveler, and I'm apparently a "faller"? I just know I made a wish to meet some new friends, and somehow I ended up in a whole new world.

I'm 28 years old... or somewhere around there! If you want the real number, maybe I'll give it to you if I like you enough.

And for pronouns, you may refer to me with they/he!

The technology here is new to me, and I've never heard of Pokémon before, but I'm hardly new to traveling on my own so there's no need to worry about me there, teehee!

I'm also scissors type if that means anything to anyone.

OOC

Mun is in their 20s.

It's Siffrin! You know where Siffrin is from, unless of course you don't. If you DON'T know them, please be aware that they love to lie and hide things.

Blogs in the same universe: @rotomblrblog1 (Odile), @supersparkleribbon (Mirabelle)

Possibly triggering topics that may come up: timeloops, death, suicide, poor mental health and self-worth in general, PTSD, loss of self/identity (in a trauma way), self harm, alcohol abuse, more items to be added if I think of them but just in general Siffrin is doing much worse than he's letting on!

I'm also going to mention that kings, as a general topic, are extremely triggering to Siffrin. This is your warning so you can avoid doing that by accident.

It's been a little bit since I've been active in the community, so it's great to start again!

Anyway!

Pelipper mail/unmail/malice is on.

Musharna mail/malice is on.

Mystery gift is on.

Magic anons are off by default but may be enabled at times.

Union circle is on.

IC anon hate and intentionally triggering Siffrin are allowed. Please don't push too hard on them being a fictional character though!

All types of blogs are welcome to interact. NSFW-wise, both mun and muse are adults but muse is a sex-neutral asexual and doesn't have much interest in any of that. Also there are kids in this community so please keep it tame if you do mention anything.

[breavie]

oops! all siffrins (isat fic)

part 1

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Birdsong coaxes you awake. You can feel the grass around you sway as a soft breeze gently plays with your bangs.

...Something about that was wrong. You crack open an eye. Darkless hair greets your vision. That's wrong, too. You sit up, fully opening your eyes now.

Or eye, apparently. Something's preventing you from opening the other one. Looking down at yourself, you see...

...Why are you wearing Siffrin's cloak?

"—Frin! Siffrin!" your voice calls out. Rapid footfalls alert you to someone's approach.

Ah, right. You had just been on your way to wake up Siffrin, hadn't you? You wanted a second opinion on your sleepover idea, after all!

But wait, you hadn't been the one to say that, so who—

Your eye snaps up to see a figure running towards you.

It's... you??

"Siffrin! What's going on? We did it, didn't we? And you—"

Despite her standing right in front of you now, you have trouble focusing on whatever she's rambling about. And who could blame you? That's you talking at you! Or another version of you? And she thought you were Siffrin? You really don't know what's going on right now.

"—and then you got all big, and—"

And the things she's saying are just... completely nonsensical! Time loops, the end of the world? You don't remember any of that happening to you!

Still, she seems... real, in a way. Like, obviously, you're you. But, she's... also you? She's acting the way you think you would have acted given what she's saying, at least. It's... disorienting, to say the least.

...Not to mention, you just... have a feeling. You don't know how, but you know. She's...

"—and—Siffrin, you remember all of that, right? Siffrin?"

Uh oh, she's waiting for an answer now! What to say, what to say—!

"Are you sure you didn't just have a nightmare, Mira?" you ask. Wow, talking to another you is weird! Still, you can tell that she's stressed. You don't need to worry her about yourself.

And it's not like any of the things she was talking about were even possible! This version of you is probably even more worried about tomorrow than you are, if she was having dreams about it!

A myriad of expressions wash over her face. Confusion, shock, horror... Crab, you didn't help at all!

"Uh, uh—I mean, we're going to be fighting against the King tomorrow, it makes perfect sense to have nightmares like that!" you try to assuage her.

She's staring at you now with a hesitant look of... something. You would think you'd be better at reading your own face.

"...Alright, I guess you might be right..." she doesn't seem fully convinced.

A beat passes where neither of you say anything. Other you seems to be deep in thought.

"Could you, uh, go get Madame Odile and Bonnie for me?" she eventually asks, handing you a piece of paper.

Without looking, you already know what's written on it. You wrote this list too, after all.

"I'll go get Isabeau and check if..." she trails off. You don't know what that was about.

Another beat.

"Anyway," she presses on, "I'll meet you back at the Clocktower with the rest, okay?"

"Sure thing, Mira" you nod, trying to smile a bit. Change, talking to her still feels so... wrong!

As the other Mirabelle walks away, you take a moment to examine yourself a bit closer. Yep, this is definitely Siffrin's body. That's... fine, right? That's fine. Everything's just fine, and there's nothing to worry about!

You should tell someone about this. Get some help, figure things out.

...It'll have to wait. Everyone's already worried about fighting the King tomorrow, you don't need to add to that. Besides, there's already another Mirabelle running around in your place! It's likely that no one would even believe you if you told them.

You can manage for a bit, you think. Just until you beat the King. That wouldn't be too much for you to handle, right? For now, just pretend to be Siffrin. Don't stress out your friends. Easy!

You begin walking to the shop. You've got appearances to keep up after all, Mirabelle.

[daydreaminglilguy]

You loop back with all of them... Pt. 3

in stars and time spoilers ahead! Inspired by this post! Part 2 is here! Part 4 is here!

@moonsart

(They all glare at you, annoyed, and concerned for you.)

(You can’t help but laugh! It’s funny! It’s SO funny how they care but you don’t! It’s funny how you knew they would hate you! It’s funny how they are only characters to you now! You're disgusting Siffrin! Of course they hate you!)

“What you say doesn’t matter. It all ends the same anyways.”

Isabeau: “What!? Of course it does! We care about you Siffrin! We just wanna know what’s going on so we can help!”

Odile: “‘It all ends the same anyways…’ Something tells me these two days have happened for a while now. isn’t that right Siffrin?”

(They give a suspicious, knowing, stare at you.)

Mirabelle: “This has happened before???”

Bonnie: “What do you mean?”

“...”

“You figured it out again, huh? Well that doesn’t matter… We need to focus on tomorrow and defeating the king! Let’s talk about it later!”

(You did not intend to talk about it later. You never did. You never will. You fake a smile again. You take more care this time to make it more convincing than last time…)

Isabeau: “Hey guys… Let’s just drop it for now. Siffrin clearly isn’t comfortable talking about it… And Siffrin is right. We need to focus on tomorrow. We can talk about it later.”

(Very naive… even though he was wrong, you were grateful to change the subject all the same.)

Odile: “No! We shouldn’t, we all know very well Siffrin won’t say it later!”

Bonnie: “Yeah! He won’t! He never talks about anything that bothers him!”

Mirabelle: “Can we just chill out? It’s okay! We can force him to say it later! We do need to focus on tomorrow! So… Can we just stop fighting about it…? …Please?”

(Odile sighs, and Bonnie thinks about it and hesitantly agrees)

Odile: “Fine. Mirabelle you’re right, we shouldn’t fight right now. But we will get Siffrin to talk later. Or I’ll figure it out myself. Okay?”

“Okay. Sure! Later!”

(You keep on that fake smile. You knew it wouldn’t happen so you were not worried! You kept your act on that you had on for all the other loops before, the whole night long! Ah! Familiarity! Nice! You all went to bed without the play going off the rails of the script too much!)

…

(I was worried about Sif. I think we all were… I couldn’t sleep at all. So I knew Odile knew more than me so I nudged her.)

“Hey… Ma’am… I think you know more than me, and I’d like to help you! May I please?”

Odile: “Isabeau… I do indeed have an idea of how to figure out more of what’s going on with Siffrin… If you promise to not tell Siffrin, you may.”

(She had a lead? She trusted me with the idea? Of course I was going to listen! Anything I could do to help Siffrin I would do it!)

“Of course. I won’t say anything! What is it?”

Odile: “I don’t want anyone to hear… Let's get out of the Clocktower before we talk.”

“Okay!”

(So the both of us sneak out of the Clocktower. Once outside Odile looked around before telling me her idea.)

Odile: “So I saw the direction Siffrin was coming from when we found him today… I think we should look around there.”

“What direction did he come from?”

Odile: “The Favor tree… Are you in with the plan?”

“Of course! I wanna help Siffrin! Let’s check it out! What do you think we should be looking for?”

Odile: “I’m not entirely sure right now. But I'm sure we will know when we get there. Now let’s go before anyone notices we are gone.”

“Gasp! Ma’am are you researching Spy-ology?”

Odile: “...no I'm not. That’s not a thing. Now let’s get going.”

“Fine. Let’s go!”

(So we sneak around the town, making sure no one was following us. Finally we get to the East side of town. We walk past the trees to the Favor tree. It loomed above us in the darkness. The tree itself felt off, and for a moment I swear I saw a strange glow.)

“Did… did you see that?”

Odile: “I believe I did…Hmmm…I wonder what exactly that was…”

“We should check it out!”

…

(I heard them. I heard Siffrin’s family…Odile and Isabeau at the tree… I can’t let them see me! If I do, I would just remember them…)

(On branch I was holding on for dear life! If they saw me- It wouldn't happen! They will leave right!? But to my dismay they came closer. They looked at the base of the tree… I was losing my grip! I fell… I FELL!? OH NO!)

…

(There in front of us was… was… It looked like what’s in the sky!... Didn’t Siffrin say those were-)

“Are you a star?”

(The star looked so scared!...why? Well maybe it was because Odile and me was too tall.)

???: “I- I- It’s- It’s you!... No Isabeau I am not a star…And Odile… I’m not a wish.”

“How do you know our names!?”

Odile: “Do you know us?”

[vulpixisananimal]

[A: 4 C: 78]

[(Saffron)] {Mal Du Pays} <Null> |Asterion| +Rosmarinus+ =Socks=

. . . . . . . . . . . . 

Your head hurts.

. . . . . . . . . Wait.

Your head hurts?

. . . . . . What?

Your head hurts. And if your head hurts, then, then you have a head that CAN hurt. Then if you have a head then you should have everything that comes with it. But that would mean you’re alive, not dead. And the thing you remember, was. . .

. . .

Everything went black, and you died.

You’re dead. You should be dead. You should be dead! This makes no sense!!! N-no, no you ARE dead!!! But, but then if you’re dead, then how are you thinking?!? S-shouldn’t you be dead?!? And, and-

No, no no you’re not dead!!! H-hahahahaha no you’re not dead you’re okay you’re alive! S-so, so how?!? Or, where, or, or, o-or. . . W-well, you could, open your eyes? M-maybe, maybe, maybe you could? B-but then you would need to experience Things. And if you experience Things then Things might keep happening!

. . . O-okay. Okay. Okay. On three. One. Two. Three.

You open your eyes, eye, and instantly regret it. Blinding light cracked through your head and stirred your brains like compost. You closed your eye and gave it a second, and tried to open it again.

This time, you could at least see a few blobs between the splitting headaches. The blinding light was a single lamp in the corner. You’re in a room. A room? Four walls, two slanted meeting in the middle. Triangle? Tent! Tent, you’re in a tent. 

You squint and look around the room. There’s. . . Blobs. On the floor. Light grey. Uh. There’s a streak of darkless. . . Something, hanging on the wall. It’s. . . You blink a few times, no, not a blob, fabric, a cloak! Your cloak? Oh and bags below it. No, wait, you’re. . . In, your tent? 

You’re in your tent? What?!? Why?!? How?!?!? This doesn’t make any sense, you died. You DIED!!! You died, you felt your heart stop, you felt everything stop, you felt your life leave you!!! You’ve felt it enough times, that’s for sure, so, why, why are you here?!?!?

You try to turn your head, and to the surprise of no-one, it hurts like hell. You black out.

>>>

“Sif?”

You hear a voice. It sounds so nice. Is it a nice voice? Or a tricky voice. Is it trying to, to trick you?

No, no, no you, you trust that voice. Right?

“. . . Still out cold, huh.”

The voice sounds sad!!! No!!! You don’t want that no no!!! You try to open your eye, and wince again at the light. You blink your vision clear.

Woah!!! There’s a mountain looming over you!!! A huge meat slab of a man. You saw him folding something, and taking away your blanket, mean!!! O-oh, wait, no he’s putting a new one on. Okay! You look at him, transfixed.

Eventually he looks at you, then back to the blanket. Then he whips his head around to look at you again. His eyes, oh they’re dreamy. He’s smiling at you, and reaches up, putting a huge meaty hand on your forehead.

“Hey, sleepyhead. . .”

You crack as much of a smile as you can.

He leans in close, and lays a kiss on your forehead. “Just rest up, okay? I love you, you’ll be better in no time. I love you, I love you. . .”

His words fade into the distance.

>>>

“Bonnie saved you, actually.”

You’re awake again, staring dreamily at Isabeau as he talks. He’s updating you on things. You think? You hope you remember it! It seems important.

“They, they worked really hard, harder than any kid should need to but. . .” He rubs his shoulder, awkwardly. “. . . A-anyway, we’ve all been looking for Pétronille, but with the snow it’s, just getting harder and harder.”

Nille. . . You, you remember her. You think. You fought, didn't you? And what did Bonnie do to save you? And how?

You died.

“. . . You should be alright to move in a day or two, but, you’re gonna hurt a lot, apparently.” He’s trying to be reassuring. “. . . Me, Ramos, and Mirabelle are probably gonna go out before that, try and figure out where Nille went. I know it’s, it’s not likely, but. . .”

You blink a few times, the best way you can respond without moving your mouth or head. 

“Just. . . Rest up. When Bonnie’s up, I’ll tell em you’re awake, okay? Just, rest up for now.”

A good idea.

>>>

You wake up to Bonnie squeezing you tight. You take a deep, shaky breath. Your lungs pressing against the tight grip the small body has on you. Your voice comes out tired and raspy. "B-Bonnie. . . ?"

"YOU'RE OKAY!!!" Came the muffled response. "You're okay you're okay you're okay and here and okay and alive and, and, a-and-"

"H-hey, slow down. . . I’m, I’m f-fine. . ."

Bonnie snaps up to look you eye to eye, a fearful expression on their face. "Does your chest hurt?!?"

"N-no. . ?"

"Are you warm?? You’re not sick are you?!?"

"Y-yeah I’m warm, a-and-"

"Is your arm feeling ok?!?"

"A little sore, but-"

"DO YOU FEEL LIGHT HEADED? O-OR LIKE, LIKE YOU'LL PASS OUT OR-"

"W-whoah calm down! I'm, I’m okay, o-okay?" You smile, and it turns into a yawn "I'm just, a little tired so, s-so I might-"

"NO!!!!!"

The yell jolts you into awareness. Bonnie has a look in their eyes. One you shudder to see on a childs, preeteens, face. "No no NO!!! DON'T GO TO SLEEP JUST, JUST STAY AWAKE!!! Talk about anything, a-anything please just, just don't say that!!! You always said that!!!"

"W-wha. . . ?" You squint at them. “What do you. . .”

“A-and you’re NOT STUPID!!!” Bonnie was crying and burying their face in your blanket. “Y-you’re not stupid or a crab or mean or evil or, o-or anything like that!!! I take it back!!! I shouldn’ta called you that, I’m sorry!!!”

“B-bonnie. . . ?”

“I-I, I just don’t want you to die.” They hold tighter. “N-not again, just, j-just, not again. P-please, please don’t die, you always said you’re okay then you fall asleep and  then you die and then, t-then. . .”

|. . . . . . . . Oh.|

+Bonnie saved you.+

[(Not “we” saved you. Bonnie saved you. Bonnie. Bonnie saved you, and it was Bonnie, only Bonnie. Bonnie did something none of the others could. Bonnie could do it, Bonnie knew what to do, because Bonnie, they, they. . .)]

“. . . A-alright, Bonbon.” You gently raise and arm and pat their hair. “I. . . I’ll stay awake. Okay? Just. . .”

Their breathing eventually steadies, then they look up at you. “. . . Y-yeah. . ?”

“Just. . .” You breathe in, and out. “. . . H-how about, you talk about something, okay? I’m, I’ll be  a good listener and stay awake. Promise.”“. . . O-okay.”

They breathe in, and out, then move until they're sitting cross-legged next to you. “So, uhm. . . A, a lot happened.”