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You fiddle with the earrings in your pocket, running your fingers along the long trapezoidal edge before playing with the gyroscopic spinney oval thing that rested in the center of each earring.
You find yourself somehow both more and less nervous than you expect to be.
You know Isabeau is going to say yes. It's kind of silly to consider him saying anything else given how much you talked about it beforehand.
You just have to determine the best time to ask.
But you don't??? Know when that is???
Isabeau is a romantic and would probably love a romantic proposal but you don't really know how to go about doing that and-
You breathe in, and out.
You breathe in, and out.
You breathe in, and out.
It's okay. It's okay. It's okay.
You'll talk with Mirabelle about some ideas. She knows all about those cheesy romance things, and she'll be more than happy to help you brainstorm!
Okay! You have a plan!
Mirabelle's coming over tomorrow, so you can talk with her then!
You head back home and-
"Sif?" Isabeau's voice is a little raspy. "That you?"
"Yeah!" You call out and then head over to Isabeau.
Isabeau was very clearly taking a nap that you woke him up from. Oops.
Isabeau yawns, his eyes tearing up just a little.
His hair is all mused and sticking up in every direction, and his day clothes are all ruffled and disorderly.
Affection wells in your chest, and you mean to ask if Isabeau had a nice nap but-
"Let's get bonded," You take the earrings out of your pocket and present them to Isabeau.
Isabeau's expression goes through several stages.
First is confusion as he processes what you said alongside waking up.
Second is pure love and adoration, staring at the earrings with wide, shining eyes.
Third is embarrassment as he quickly realizes what he currently looks like.
"Huh? What? Yes! Yes! Oh, I'm a mess right now, aren't I? Oh, they're so pretty and-" Isabeau pauses. "Wait! Wait, wait, wait, hold right there- do NOT move, I'll be right back!"
Isabeau rushes off, and he returns within a minute.
"Here! Um..." Isabeau blushes. "I...I hope you like them..."
Isabeau presents a pair of earrings set inside a box.
They're empty triangles, save for a dangling teardrop in the center of them.
You pick one up, and the teardrop dings against the triangle.
"They go ding-ding," You announce, awed.
"Y-Yeah. Ding-ding," Isabeau confirms. "D-Do you like them?"
"I love them," You reply.
You ding an earring. The sound rings through the room.
Isabeau taps against the oval in his own earrings. It spins around.
"I can't believe you proposed right as I was waking up from a nap," Isabeau says with a grin.
"I was too excited," You admit, and Isabeau's grin seems to grow bigger.
"You were that excited to propose to me?"
You nod, face lightly flushed.
"Sif," Isabeau tilts your head up. "I love you. So much."
You're too overwhelmed to say it back, so you kiss him instead.
Your lips meet teeth from Isabeau smiling too much.
isat writing prompt; Siffrin trying to bake a cake...but uses salt instead of sugar. Isabeau gladly eats the whole slice he gets though.
You'd been trying out cooking and baking with Bonnie as a way to try out new foods, and you quickly found that you were abysmal at baking.
You were pretty good at cooking! But you seemed to find baking a bit more difficult with all the things you had to keep track of for it.
But! You have successfully made a cake without Bonnie's help this time, and Isabeau volunteered to be the first to try it.
You wait as Isabeau takes a forkful of cake, puts it in his mouth, chews, and swallows.
"So?"
"It's good!" Isabeau grins, bright and cheerful, and he takes another bite.
You watch him eat the entire slice. His fork clatters to the plate, and he leans back in his chair, patting his belly.
"That was de-li-cious!" Isabeau praises, and you smile and grab your own slice of cake. "Wait-"
You don't let Isabeau finish his statement before shoving a large bite of cake into your mouth.
Salty!
You chew and swallow the offensive piece of cake (don't want it to go to waste) before glaring at Isabeau.
"..." Isabeau looks suitably guilty. "...You might've switched the salt and sugar."
"Might've?"
"Okay, yes! It's salty! I just didn't want to discourage you...you looked so excited about it, and I didn't want to say anything bad!" Isabeau quickly explains. "But the texture was good! I know you've been having trouble with overmixing the batter, but you didn't overmix it this time!"
You sigh and spare Isabeau from your glare. You can't really be mad at him for something like that.
"Fine. I forgive you," You say. "Just don't tell Bonnie."
isat writing prompt; make isafrin make out sloppy style. ACTUAL isat writing prompt; Isabeau doing Siffrin's nails so they match.
"What shade do you want?" You ask, and Siffrin looks over the myriad of shades you have available before pointing to the lightless shade.
"...So we match," Siffrin gives as a way of explanation, and your face heats up. "If that's okay?"
"Yeah! Yeah that's more than okay!" You grin. "I'll make sure your nails look polished!"
Not your best work, but Siffrin still laughs.
Siffrin smiles in that way where he's going to say a pun, but he frowns, his eyes going blank for a moment before he smiles again.
"If you're doing them, they won't be lacquer-luster."
You laugh.
"Good one, Sif!"
You start painting Siffrin's nails.
You're always careful painting your own nails, but you're extra careful while painting Siffrin's.
And you like Siffrin's hands. They're small and slender with little scars from whittling and knife tricks scattered all over them.
You also really like Siffrin's nails. They're neat and clean and cut short. They're a little brittle, so you start out with using a nail strengthener.
"What's that?" Siffrin asks.
"It's a base coat! It helps the nail polish adhere better and makes the polish go on smoother," You explain. "This one also helps strengthen your nails and make them less likely to break."
Siffrin nods, and you wait for the base coat to dry before applying the nail polish that Siffrin picked out.
"You know, if you'd like, you can also pick out a top coat," You mention as Siffrin's nail polish dries. "I usually just do a clear top coat, but I have some sparkly ones too."
You're already getting out the top coats you have.
"I can show you what they'd look like on my nails first?" You suggest.
"But wouldn't you have to redo your nails?" Siffrin frowns, and you shrug.
"I could let you paint them. Since I'm painting yours and all."
"I...I probably won't be good at it," Siffrin smiles all cute and shy. "But I'd like that."
With that, you paint a series of top coats over each of your nails and show them off to Siffrin.
He points to a sparkly one that's reminiscent of the stars when paired with the lightless nail polish.
You put the sparkly top coat on Siffrin's nails once they finish drying.
Once you finish, Siffrin keeps staring at their nails, memorized.
And then he looks at you.
"Thank you," Siffrin smiles so softly at you that your heart threatens to burst out of your chest.
A precanon Isabeau with a bad boy phase feeding stray cats when nobody is looking.
Okay, so according to your schedule, you don't have any tests today, so technically you can skip all your classes for the day.
The classes you want to take at the House don't start until the afternoon, so you're free for a few hours until then.
What to do, what to do?
You could read, but that kind of goes against the whole 'bad boy' thing you have going on.
So instead, you just kind of wander around Jouvente without any kind of destination in mind, occasionally heading into alleyways and looking at any bits of graffiti.
Maybe you should try doing graffiti? But you don't want to get in trouble for it...and you don't really want to vandalize anyone's home or business.
But you can appreciate the graffiti that already exists! That's probably 'bad boy' enough, right?
So you wander. And in your wandering, you eventually come across a cat.
Said cat is kind of dirty, and its fur isn't taken care of well, but its still really cute.
"Hi kitty," You mutter, kneeling down and putting your hand out for the cat to sniff.
The cat flinches away at first, but after a moment it approaches your hand and sniffs one of your fingers.
You stay as still as you possibly can as the cat investigates you, barely breathing as it sniffs at your hand.
And then the cat licks the very tip of your finger, and you have to bite your tongue to keep yourself from squealing.
And then the cat shoves its head into your hand, allowing you to pet it.
And it purrs so loudly. Oh Change its so cute.
"Aren't you a cute kitty?" You whisper as you carefully pet it. "I'd love to take you home, but I'm not allowed to have pets."
The cat moves away from your hand, only to start climbing up your leg and barreling itself into your stomach.
You catch the cat so that it doesn't end up falling down, and the cat falls practically limp in your arms, happily purring all the while.
What did your grandma say? It's better to ask for forgiveness than for permission?
You can't just leave this poor cat all alone.
So you bring the cat back home, getting some necessary cat supplies along the way.
You're very glad that everyone in the house is out at school or work so that you can set all of this up without anyone noticing.
You'll have to convince your sister to stay quiet since the two of you share a room, but she's always wanted a pet, so it shouldn't be too hard.
Well, first things first, you should probably give the cat a bath.
You bring the cat to the bathroom and start running the water and making sure it's a good temperature, and, to your surprise, the cat jumps right into the water, looking extremely happy with the arrangement.
"Oh! You like water!" You gasp. "That does make this easier..."
You get to work washing the cat, and it purrs and purrs and purrs all the while.
It also quickly becomes apparent just how filthy the cat is. The water turns murky almost immediately, and, as you wash the cat, it's clear the cat's fur is actually darkless and not the mid-tone you assumed when you first saw it.
"Wow, you really needed a bath, didn't you?"
The cat purrs in response.
You eventually finish up the bath, drain the tub, and start the process of trying to dry the cat with a towel.
The cat just kind of...lets you wrap it up with a towel and hold it in your arms. Only its face is showing.
"Cat burrito..." You say and then think better of it. "Purr-ito."
You giggle to yourself and finish drying off the cat before bringing it to your room.
You set up a bowl for the cat to eat from, and it eagerly starts eating.
"You must've been really hungry, huh!" You comment. "I'm gonna have to figure out a name for you..."
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writing prompt; Siffrin getting his hair cut for the first time in ages, and saying goodbye to his past. I'm not sure who would do the haircutting though...
"Siffrin!" Mirabelle approaches you with a look of determination in her eyes, her hands clasped together. "Would you, perhaps, let me cut your hair?"
You tense at the wording, but it's different. You're not in the House. You're in the woods and have just finished setting up camp. Mirabelle isn't asking to brush your hair. She's asking to cut it.
You can't remember the last time you got your hair cut. You pick up a bit of your hair and look at it.
You guess it has gotten pretty long. It reaches your chest. The ends of it are still a lightless shade from when you presumably dyed it before the loops happened.
You don't remember why you dyed it.
"It's fine if you don't want me to!" Mirabelle deflates. "I just thought I'd ask because it keeps getting in your face, and you always look uncomfortable when that happens! But if you're fine with it being long?"
You were quiet for too long!!!
"I'd like for you to cut it!" You try to offer a reassuring smile.
"Oh!" Mirabelle smiles. "Okay. Okay! Yes! Is now a good time?"
You nod, and Mirabelle claps.
"Yes! Oh, I'm so excited!" Mirabelle gets out a comb and a pair of scissors. "Do you know how short you'd want it?"
You shrug. You don't really have a preference.
"Okay, well...I could start by combing your hair and cutting off the split ends, and then you can tell me if you want it shorter?"
"Sounds good," You confirm, and Mirabelle gets to work combing your hair.
She's careful about it, just like she is every time she's combed your hair. It feels nice.
When she's done combing your hair, she starts to trim it.
Mirabelle cuts off more than you were expecting when she said she'd just cut off your split ends, but maybe your hair was just that bad? It's not like you really bother to take care of it.
She cuts off all of your lightless hair, leaving your hair completely darkless.
You have mixed feelings about that.
"...Should I dye my hair?" You ask, and Mirabelle pauses.
"You can if you want!" She says. "But...if you want my opinion, I think your light hair is really pretty! It suits you well!"
Oh! Then you'll keep it darkless.
Mirabelle finishes cutting off your split ends.
"Alright, how do you feel about this length?"
It's a little below your shoulders now. Not as short as you had it in the loops.
"I like it!" You answer truthfully. "Thank you!"
"No, thank you for letting me cut it! Oh, if you'd like, I could style it too?"
punk style Isabeau,.,.,.,.,.there's something so cute to me about the idea that he had a "bad boy" phase at some point, perhaps even did purposefully bad in school, maybe even skipped classes, got tattoos even (they're fake tattoos. he refreshes them daily)
and obviously if he's a bad boy he needs to secretly be seen feeding and petting the stray cats. obviously
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also wrote a little blurb of him interacting with Harry and Kim:
BLACK EYE - The young man has bright red hair and a black eye that seems to cover half his face. He grins as you and Kim approach, but the smile doesn't quite reach his eyes.
"Hey, officers. Come here to arrest me for something? What is it this time? Vandalism? Rape? Disturbing the peace? Loitering?"
EMPATHY [Easy: Success] - His tone is jovial, but he's legitimately afraid. The blame's been pinned on him far too many times, and, at this point, it's easier to accept any accusations that are thrown at him rather than try to fight against them.
KIM KITSURAGI - "We're not here to arrest you. We just want to ask a few questions."
BLACK EYE - He visibly relaxes, and his smile grows a little more genuine.
"Shoot away then."
PERCEPTION (SIGHT) [Hard: Success] - Wait a minute.
This man doesn't have an Adam's apple.
PHYSICAL INSTRUMENT [Medium: Success] - He must be even *further down* than the homo-sexual underground. He must be…
*A trans-sexual.*
ELECTROCHEMISTRY [Medium: Success] - You should absolutely ask about this trans-sexual thing. Figure out what it's about. Get involved in it.
1.- [Suggestion - Easy 9] "Are you a trans-sexual?"
2.- "What's your name?"
3.- "What do you do for work?"
4.- "Where'd you get that black eye?"
5.- "What do you know about the murder?"
YOU - "Are you a trans-sexual?"
BLACK EYE - His grin turns cheeky, and his eyes sparkle with mischief.
"Depends. You wanna fuck or fight?"
1.- "Fuck."
2.- "Fight."
3.- "Is both an option?"
4.- "Sorry, I've already got a partner." (Nod at Kim.)
5.- [Electrochemistry - Heroic 15] Figure out why you're so into this *trans-sexual* thing.
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