#sentiemilie au

[asukiess]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY AUTUMN!!!! from me and your normalest intern <3

anna I think.... anna I think you killed me.... anna I think you won our game of attrition..... every time I try to form words about this I cover my mouth and make a little noise. THIS IS SO SWEET!!!! I am in complete and utter awe and thank you thank you thank you for this gift!!!

EVERYTHING about this is making my heart beat so so fast.... I feel like I'm falling in love.

her googling about interns, such a studious and curious mind of emilie's but with her own innate sense mingled in. the fact she's trying SO HARD. that feeling of being a child and learning your first failures and how is she feeling failure when, unbeknownst to her, she was built to be Emilie 😭 she, unknowingly, is programmed to be as cunning😭 what's that feel like 😭😭 I'M SICK!!!! I AM ON MY DEATHBED!!

she reads that other interns struggle with this, but why.... why does it feel so different!!! what, or who, is she waiting for!! she's trying so hard and---and for what, she asks herself...!!! the frustration!!!

emmy seeing this happy family and this happy ADRIEN with emilie KILLS ME!!! she thinks he's soooo precious. why does she understand the smile on emilie's face....?

thank you thank you THANK YOU UGH!!!! this was wholly unexpected!!!

[wisteriasymphony]

wow 18 year old living in the agreste manor treated more of a successor to Emilie's identity than they are as their own person, has internalized their own worth as a body to be exploited, and makes trivial changes to their identity to separate themselves from the woman whose existence they owe themselves to my beloved(s).

[asukiess]

are there sentimonster emilie fics?

(there's 2k emilie fics and I'm going through the tag, feel free to send any my way if there are!)

assuming we go with the public lie of she disappeared rather than died.

gabriel and nathalie taking their grief and anger and whatever unnamed attractions and feelings they had toward each other to make emilie again. not their child, obviously, but the amalgamation of the love they both had for her.

(though, one can't deny the themes of it.)

they're reluctant at first--for gabriel, controlling a sentimonster has brief satisfaction. most times, he knows through correcting adrien's behavior, it's more hassle than it's worth. the steps of it: argue, give them a chance to correct themselves, control. sometimes, it's straight to step 3. for nathalie, it's a host of issues: confronting her feelings towards adrien being real vs. not real; would she control emilie, too, given the chance?; will she---no, could she, this copy, ever measure up?

is it the best for adrien to have her back?

reluctance gives way to what-ifs and memories. gives way to possibilities and what they remember about her. the things they loved, and the things they hated.

could they.... would they change those things?

(how does one exist in other perceptions? what do other people see in you, and what do they exaggerate due to their own intolerances? what is strikingly real and true? what is so foreign, like a copy of a copy of a copy, reduced to grainy degradation?)

so, both their hands clasped around the peacock miraculous (not without both of them separately thinking of another event that created life), they remake emilie.

[asukiess]

nathalie, gabriel, emmy, and adrien having the most fucked up family dinner ever

[asukiess]

grr hello i am still thinking about your sentiemilie au

emmy pov...imagine! you have no life before, and no life after. all you know is the House.

the House and those who live in it. the Man who stares too much. the Woman who averts her eyes. and the Boy who pities you, when it should be the other way around.

an intern, they call you - and you may not know much, but you do know that this is not what an intern should be doing.

the Man has you pose for him often. he designs clothes, he tells you, and more than that, he designs clothes for you. you stand in his office, eyes drawn to the large frame behind his desk. the empty frame.

perhaps he'll put a portrait of you up there some day, he says. you don't ask whose portrait used to be up there.

the Woman barely glances up from her tablet when you approach. you're here to help, you tell her. isn't that what an intern should be doing? her lips purse, as though you have said something wrong. but you don't know what wrong is - all you know is what you were told.

you're a hard worker, you insist. please, if there's anything you can do--

no, she says, harsh. but then, she softens. you can go spend some time with the Boy, she tells you. he'll be glad to see you.

then why aren't you glad to see me? you want to say. you never do.

the Boy is often in his room, a fact you don't quite understand. his door is not locked - not like yours so often is - but he acts like it is. like it would be the hardest thing in the world to wrap his hand around the doorknob and step outside.

with that, you sympathize. your world is the House. what could possibly lie beyond?

the Boy is so, so kind to you. he treats you like something fragile, something delicate - like if he closes his eyes and opens them again, you'll vanish. gone, back to wherever you were before the House.

he stutters over your name, the syllables unfamiliar in his mouth.

is there something else you'd rather call me? you ask him.

...no, he says, not yet.

then when?

when it is your portrait on the wall? when the Woman sees you as an equal? when the Man finally tires of dressing you?

the Boy looks sad. because of you, perhaps. but when you rise to leave, his hand reaches out to catch yours.

you can stay, he says quietly. if you want.

you do want, so you stay.

i'm sorry, you say after a moment. if me being here... if it's making things hard for you.

it's all right, says the Boy, and he squeezes your hand. he is so very kind. but then he says: it's only temporary, after all.

what is?

you, he says. sooner or later, they'll get tired of you. sooner or later, they'll make a new one.

a new one. a new intern, a new model. a new family.

you think your heart would be pounding in your chest - if you had one.

HI NEMALI!!! my love!!! my insp!!

my god..... genuinely I adore your 2nd person pov writing, it just arrests me and I know it'll gut me sooner or later in the story and UGH!!

ALL YOU KNOW IS THE HOUSE!!! what an absolutely confusing situation. I just know Gabriel sanded her down just enough to not ask questions, but the right questions so she isn't boring to him.

"the Man has you pose for him often." SICKENING. and hello!!! emilie always haunting the narrative!!!

and Nathalie hating to face her--in some way, a cowards way out--but offering her a solace, a friend, someone who will genuinely and wholesomely be happy to see her. !!

"his door is not locked - not like yours so often is -" O H OH OH HELLO!! who locked it!!! does she understand on some level or is it Nathalie, protecting her, or Gabriel keeping her from leaving!!

him stuttering over her name and her asking if he'd rather something else GUTS me. the layers. "...no, he says, not yet." UGH!!! nemali please!!!

"you think your heart would be pounding in your chest - if you had one." EMMY ESCAPE THE HOUSE ESCAPE THE NARRATIVE I AM OUTSIDE THE GATE!!

thank you thank you thank you aaaaaa I genuinely LOVED this and I'm literally so over the moon at everyone who has sent in ideas and art and I love!!! this idea and how people are using it and yours, as always, are outstanding <3

oh emmy..... alexa play what was I made for.....!!!

[asukiess]

sentiemilie…….

[asukiess]

amelie meeting emmy after everything is like. I want to hate you. you aren’t emilie at all, I know this, because she would never wear these clothes, never be so truthful in her face, never be spineless, not like Amelie thinks she herself was, all those years ago, not even for a moment. I know this because I see reflected in you the things I hate about Gabriel and Nathalie. I see in you their perception of my own sister, and that hurts because they got it all wrong.

(didn’t they? you didn’t talk to me at all when you were 18. a few letters here and there, from as little as two hours away and then halfway across the world. maybe I’ve got it all wrong.)

you aren’t emilie at all, because she’s dead

but you take your tea the same way, and you’re begging for the windows to be thrown open and for us to go into the garden and you can’t stand being inside. you get this weird expression before you recall a memory that is mine and emilie’s, something you shouldn’t know, but you do. you apologize, when she wouldn’t, and I tell you more about the memory, connect the fragments. you say I should remarry as if love is something I concern myself with, so unlike emilie. you give me something of an accusing look, piercing, like hers. pitying. you go through my bookshelf. you hug me tightly.

you’re not emilie, I know, but I’d like you to come over again.

[asukiess]

average emmy google history

[asukiess]

emmy dressing up for halloween and coming down the stairs and.... sacre bleu.... how could she have known.....

[asukiess]

re: 2milie (emmy? emmy could be nice. the diminutive works both for her being a copy and also younger)...

anyway, what if, because she's a quirky teen *and* also to tie her to nathalie.. she also has a streak in her hair....

AUGGHGHFLJASL THE STREAK..... that's so so so cute. in a horrible, terrible way. emmy as the teen!variant works WONDERFULLY, very goading and childish and just a straight up affront.

thank you so much wis I'm gonna lie down and explode

[asukiess]

emmy and adrien friendship save me

[asukiess]

this is so emmy and nathalie respectively

[asukiess]

what if we took away your dead wife’s agency again and again 🫶 what if we thought we knew better than her 🫶 yay 🫶

[asukiess]

i have a potential ending for senti!Emilie/Emmy AU, but first I got to lay the ground work

For this to work, Emmy needs an error that allows her to remember everything even after a "new" Emmy is formed, but she proceeded the world at 0.001% of its speed. This could be caused by a doubt in Natalie, an affect of the broken peacock, cracked duusuu just fucking with Gabe, or a mix of all three.

Emmy feels she has to act like she's a brand new version of herself every time she's "made anew", because if she doesn't she fears she'll just die unless she exists physically. Plus this version originally had her hair down, but she changed it to a braid similar to emilie's dead mom hair.

Emmy knows all about Gaberals plans because he wants some factismaly of his wife to watch his path to revive her. Emmy has seen all the akumas & sentimonsters, even chat blance & ephemeral (due to her built in error). Day after day, she just barely makes it to the next without destroying something, or someone. She doesn't tell Gabriel about adrichat because of how he treated Adrien during his akumatizations.

Then, during the season 5 finale she watches Nathalie die while ladybug & chat noir fight monarch. She then gets one of nathalie's guns/crossbows & waits until Gabriel is vulnerable. While Gabe stings Adrien / Marinette (your pick) with venom, she takes her shot at his hand, nocking away plagg and tikki's miraculous. She then undoes her braid, tells Gabriel & Adrien about her memory keeping, & makes a wish (idk for what, but it's not to become human herself)

After the world gets reset, we see her with her hair cut to shoulder length & working with a washed up office worker named Charles, who lost his wife & kid to a piano sentimonster created by the last peacock Wilder before Emilie/Gabriel, trying to find the One True Wish and fighting against the guardians & team ladybug for control of said wish

mmmm I really love "he wants some factismaly of his wife to watch his path to revive her." & "she just barely makes it to the next without destroying something, or someone." !!! those are really cool ideas

also undoing her braid..... the symbolism ! I wonder what she'd wish for?

also something is very funny about this charles character and the piano monster. help.

this is fun, you should write it if you feel like it!!

[asukiess]

I made a sentiemilie playlist for the interested and intrigued

[asukiess]

wip wednesday ✨

thank you @bittersweetresilience…. how did you know I was writing….

anyway. sentiemilie.

I tag @nemaliwrites ❣️