#Familytales

[wessexroyalfamily]

[Location: Fogmorre Castle, Throne Room]

Crown Princess Margaret of Wessex: William, why are we in the throne room? It's a bit dramatic, don't you think?

Crown Prince William of Wessex: (coldly) Everyone will be on the other side of the castle. We can talk in peace here.

Margaret: Talk about what exactly? You've been gone for weeks, and I've been left to handle everything – our son, the estate, our marriage everything!

William: (defensively) I'm working for our future. Someone has to.

Margaret: (frustrated) I get it, William. But what about our present? Our son needs his father, not just a provider.

William: (offended) Are you saying I'm a bad father?

Margaret: No, I'm saying you haven't been a father at all lately. There's a difference.

William: (angry) Fine, maybe I should just leave then. Would that make you happy?

Margaret: See, this is exactly what I'm talking about. I just want to talk, and you jump to extremes. You're shutting me out again.

William: I'm not shutting you out!

Margaret: (firmly) Yes, you are. And I can't keep fighting for this marriage alone. We have to work together.

William: (softening) You think I'm not trying?

Margaret: I don't know what you're trying to do, because you never tell me. We need communication if we're going to save this.

Margaret: You're either out with David or pouting the corner, like some school boy.

William: (hesitant) There's something I haven't told you.

Margaret: What is it?

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[swallow17]

My grandma's faith feels like an old blanket.

I really can't find a better way to describe it. I can't even start to feel it as "my" faith, 'cause it's something I would have never sought by myself. I felt that quiet sacred joy in the forest, amongst the creeks, when sitting in silence listening to the birds singing their rebirth in spring. But she felt that for her Virgin, y'know. Spanish grandmas are like that; there are almost as many grandmas as Virgins in remote villages lost in the steppe, but they're curiosly similar to each other.

She was never imposing with her faith. My father gave me the name of his Virgin and I had to carry it even though I never felt it as "mine"; my grandma, on the other hand, gave me a million stories about her Elm Virgin. There was a painting hanging on one of the rooms of the old family house, a big handpainted picture of the Elm Virgin on her tree, stopping a deal to death between to knights; a remnant of those years when my family had means and a name. By the time my grandma was born, the money was gone and the name meant little more than nothing, but the stories remained the same. Tales that remained untouched, still shinny trapped in that golden frame. And she gave them all to me.

I never felt any faith as mine, as much as my dad wanted me to do so. The name of his Virgin, one who was revered in the faraway mountains of Aragon, was strange to me. The one of my grandma, the one who reminded me of trees, forests and stories told in front of her house's chimney, was different. That one was my grandma's, which, I used to think back then, meant that one day it would me mine. But the day never came. My grandma died after saying her goodbyes, as all women in my family do, and my heritage were the stories of the Elm Virgin, the swallow's pendant, a poplar forest on the river banks.

But her faith was never "mine".

I tried, believe me. I felt as if I was disappointing my grandma and her Elm Virgin. It was an strange feeling, 'cause my grandmother and her Virgin were so intertwined that I started thinking of them as one and the same. I'm not one to go to church, 'cause I still feel better outside, under the branches of the chestnut trees outside the hermitage next to the cemetery. The Elm Virgin lives inside the tiny church, under the warm marble arches, and my grandma unlives in the cemetery, under the marble stone, next to her mother and my grandfather. My grandma and her Virgin are both there, next to each other, and at the same time they're both in the chestnut trees, in the touch of the sun, in the way my mum buys small medals to help my brother pass his exams. She bought one for me, years ago, to help me pass the exam that gave me the job I hate and love. Today, I bought one for my friend, so she may pass the exam too.

And I realised I was closing the circle.

Maybe my grandma was the same. Maybe she didn't feel her faith as "hers", either. Maybe she felt her Virgin as an heirloom from her grandmother, a shinny treasure of words and rituals to keep us all together. Maybe she felt that those stories were all we could pass to the next generation when our family lost the money and the land. Or maybe she just loved her Elm Virgin as I do, as a reminder of the love of those who're gone. As a token of those times when ours was a matriarchy, with my great-grandmother ruling the family with ther wit and words after widowing at a young age. She brought the family forward, in a time when they didn't have nothing but a house in ruins. Her name was the one I wanted to bear, by the way. It's not the name of one of the Virgins, but it was powerful 'cause she made it that way. Because she was.

I don't think I'll ever be one to go to church every Sunday. I like churches, aesthetically, but I still belong in Nature. A few weeks ago, my fiancé noticed, surprised, that I make the sign of the cross the other way around. "Aren't you a Catholic?" he asked, surprised. I laughed, as we were in a Catholic church, asisting a Catholic mass so we could speak to the priest about the dates and location of our marriage. I am a Catholic, or at least kind of, but I have two grandmothers. One gave me the Elm Virgin, the music of the steppe, the poplar forest, the wheat fields, the vine and the plow. The other gave me the turned around sign of the cross, the tarot cards, the stories of the Saints. Pray to Saint Martha when you have a difficult task to do. Pray to Saint Isidro for rain for your crops. Pray to Saint Catherine for help with your exams.

I will never be one to go to church every Sunday, I'm afraid. But I'll marry in the church where my grandmother get me baptized, so many years ago. I'll go to the chestnut forest every May, to see my grandma's Elm Virgin welcome spring. I'll pray to Saint Lucy to keep my eyesight and to Saint Rita to protect my marriage. And I'll peep the future in the tarot cards. As I'm the mix of many women, I'll keep alive their heritage no matter what contradictory, strange or old-fashioned it makes me.

My grandma's faith feels like that old blanket I keep at my parent's place, that one that's kinda shredded and kinda battered. That one that makes me feel at home, that carries the touch of my mother, my grandmother and those who came before. It's like an old tune, hummed while tending the orchard. Like the old kitchen's table. And I'll keep coming back to it, as long as it makes me feel safe and it's safe for those around me.

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[sairalynch]

Piece-A-Way Crossroads is a work of fiction used on the life of a couple, Peter and Rhea, who lived in Marshall County, Mississippi, from the 1930s through the 1960s. It is written from the perspective of Jeannie, one of their daughters, who invites the readers to come piece-a-way with her as she tells their story…

[joyful-daddy]

Watch "Family Harmony: Strengthening Bonds Across Generations" on YouTube

[smokin-salmon]

Fuck it. *Makes the old woman cry*

[tealgoat]

Hihii ive been going insane abt itat since like the day i saw it lmao i love it sm

I’m kinda wondering, does Odile have a thing she just can’t look at the same after the loops are over? Like how Siffrin is with bananas n stuff?

Or is that gonna be saved for like. later or smthn

She'd eventually figure out how to get the familytale

She'd even read through it multiple times

But with everything happening... As time "goes on" it gets hard to look at

She stops asking for it

[vulpixisananimal]

Happy birthday to our favorite old lady.

[leoweooo]

more postpostgame stuff — estelle & co

ugh listen you guys just don't get it.... like ok yeah you guys have really like fucked up and weird parents or something but my papa and maman are the saviors of vaugarde............. it's really hard out for here for me, estelle, the center of the known universe

(original design concepts by @yonch!)

also introducing estelle's besties, antoine (scissors, 15, he/him) and johanne (rock, 14, she/her). like estelle, they have also managed to fall to the outer rings of the social sphere amongst the house's teenagers: antoine for his messy love(?) life, and johanne for the cardinal sin of being a little too socially awkward.

although they originally befriended estelle due to her status as "daughter of two saviors of vaugarde", it turns out they make a great trio of Scorned Teenagers With #Issues.

[isatswap]

(full game isat spoilers. its act 3 but with au stuff i might use knowledge from the later acts so you know)

Search Quest

TTOS version of Fetch Quest from ISAT

(Bonnie is here, looking at what the shop has to offer.)

Loop: "Bonnie."

Bonnie: Oh, hi, Loop. Bonnie: Glad to see you are rested. Don't want you snoozing on the big day, hehe. Bonnie: Anyway, how can I help you?

Loop: (...)

"Clocktower, sleepover"

"We are fighting the Scary Lady tomorrow..."

"Anything weird happening lately?"

"Can I help you with anything?"

"Nah, nothing."

Bonnie: Do I need help...? Bonnie: ....

(Bonnie looks away, thinking about it, and then suddenly looks like they remembered something.)

Bonnie: Oh, yeah, I do. Bonnie: I need a book. Not a particularly specific book, though.

Loop: "Huh? What do you mean?"

Bonnie: It has to be a cooking book and has to be super old. As old as you can find. Bonnie: Preferably a big one, too. But it being old is more important. Bonnie: You got all that?

Loop:

"Got it, boss!"

"Oh, I think the boulangerie has a book like that."

Bonnie: .....

(Bonnie does a facepalm.)

(Their expression is almost painful.)

Bonnie: ....of course they do ugh.... Bonnie: ..... Bonnie: Loop, will you come with me? To ask them if I can borrow it? Bonnie: Might take some time though. I can wait for you to finish your stuff first.

Loop:

"I can do it right now!"

"Yeah, I have some things to do..."

Bonnie: Thank you! Bonnie: Let's go, then.

(You and Bonnie are now hanging out!)

(You should head to the boulangerie....)

<Heading to the boulangerie...>

Big Boulanger: Hey there.

Bonnie: Hi! We've heard you've had a very old cooking book!

Big Boulanger: Cooking book, you say....

Bonnie: Yeah! I would like to borrow it for a little bit, if you dont mind.

Big Boulanger: ....Ah. I know which one you mean. It's the one I borrowed before the House froze. Big Boulanger: I was looking at some old croissant recipes in it....

(Oh come on.)

Loop: "Do you have it still?"

Big Boulanger: .... Big Boulanger: Do not.

Bonnie: Huh?...

Big Boulanger: Do you know Antoine, maybe? He lives at the east of town, in the house with no flowers, asked if he could borrow it. Big Boulanger: I couldn't deny it to a fellow cook, plus I already found what I was searching for, so....

Bonnie: Makes sense, I guess....

Loop: (Well, that sucks.) "Do you know if he has it now?"

Big Boulanger: I don't see why they wouldn't.

Bonnie: Welp, this is gonna take a bit longer then, I guess... Bonnie: House to the east of Dormont, with no flowers. Got it. We should head there, Loop.

<Heading there...>

Beautiful One: Oh...Hello!

Bonnie: Hi! You're Antoine, right?

Beautiful One: That sure is me. And you're two of the saviors, aren't you...? Beautiful One: Thank you for all you're doing. Best of luck for tomorrow.

Bonnie: Thanks! Um, we have a favor to ask... Bonnie: We've been told that you have an old cooking book. COuld we borrow it? For an hour, no more.

Beautiful One: ...Oh, I know which one you mean.... Beautiful One: ...

Bonnie: It's okay if you don't want to! We could--

Beautiful One: Oh, no, that's not the problem, I'd be happy to lend it to you. But, well... Beautiful One: I think one of the kids next door stole it from me?

(What.)

Bonnie: Huh?

Beautiful One: O-oh, I'm not saying they're bad kids!!! They're very nice kids!!! Very nice!!! Beautiful One: They just. Well. You know the three kids outside? Beautiful One: A few weeks ago, they passed by to help me cook some things, and, well... The book is gone, now.

Loop: (So...) "Sounds like we should talk to those kids."

Bonnie: Yeah.

Beautiful One: Good luck...?

(You exit the house.)

Bonnie: ....

Loop: "We'll get that book, Bonnie."

Bonnie: *sigh*. Bonnie: I know. Let's just go.

<Heading to the big rock...>

Bonnie: Hi kids!

(The middle kid with the small hat looks at you from their rock throne.)

Wizard-loving kid: Hi adults. Wizard-loving kid: What d'ya want?

Bonnie: ... Bonnie: Loop, how about you handle this?

Loop: (WHY YOU?!?) "Why me?"

Bonnie: You're closer to being a kid than I am. Also, a bit funny to see you try.

(Huh???)

Bonnie: Good luck!

Loop: (Okay...?)

"Do you know about cooking books?"

"Which one of you stole a cooking books?"

Wizard-loving kid: Yeah? Who doesn't???. Wizard-loving kid: Are you stupid?

Frog-loving kid: Manon, you can't ask adults if they're stupid...

Wizard-loving kid: Can't I? Look at them. Wizard-loving kid: They're short, and they hide their face, and their shoes are goofy, and their spiky hair DEFINITELY looks stupid and not cool.

Bonnie: Wow, even the shoes? Loop, how will you ever recover.

(You refuse to let such feeble provocations get to you.)

Loop: (What to say...) "Anyway, do you know about a veeeery old cooking book?"

Wizard-loving kid: Ah...

Frog-loving kid: Manon, I think he's asking about...

Wizard-loving kid: Shut up. I got this.

(The middle kid looks at you as disdainfully as they can.)

(Which is a lot.)

Wizard-loving kid: ... What if we do?

Loop: "We'd like to borrow it."

Wizard-loving kid: ...Trade.

Frog-loving kid: A trade, a trade!!!

Wizard-loving kid: We have something you do not. Knowledge. Offer us something in exchange.

Loop: (Um....)

"I have a silver coin."

"I have a flower."

"I have a pun."

Wizard-loving kid: ... Wizard-loving kid: TWO silver coins.

(You sadly show the single coin you have in your possession.)

Wizard-loving kid: What kind of adult only has one coin? Are you broke? DENIED.

Bonnie: ....How about barter? I could give you something.

Wizard-loving kid: Instead of actual money? I don't think so, adult.

Bonnie: Oh, not even....

(Bonnie removes something from under their hat.)

Bonnie: ...This?

(??????)

(It's a plate of various sweets.)

(Cantaloupe hard candy, cookies, palmiers....)

(How did they...?)

Wizard-loving kid: ....

(The kid is looking at the plate.)

(You feel like they will start drooling at some point. And you would not blame them. It smells heavenly.)

(Their eyes are a bit starry.)

Wizard-loving kid: I want that.

Bonnie: Hmmmmm? But haven't you said you wouldn't barter?

(The kid becomes slightly teary-eyed.)

Wizard-loving kid: Noooo, please, I will do anything!

(Bonnie lets out the biggest sigh.)

Bonnie: Okaaaaaaay, fiiiiiiiiine, but only if you give us the book first.

Wizard-loving kid: Yeah, of course!--

(The kid suddenly becomes a bit nervous and looks to the side.)

Wizard-loving kid: Um, okay, so, I--

Sky-loving kid: Manon doesn't have the book anymore.

Bonnie: ...huh?

Wizard-loving kid: Listen, Charline was being really annoying about wanting it so I gave it to her so she'd stop crying, okay!!!

Bonnie: And who would Charline be?

Wizard-loving kid: Um, Charline Chouquette? The boulanger's daughter.

Bonnie: ...

(Bonnie does another facepalm.)

(HA?)

(You can't help but laugh.)

Wizard-loving kid: Heh, look at the adult's face.

Bonnie: Loooooooop.

(You turn to Bonnie.)

Bonnie: We need to goooooo.

(You nod rapidly, and lead the way.)

(....Not before Bonnie actually gives the kids the plate though.)

(The children come closer to eachother to share it.)

Wizard-loving kid: Bye, adults! Let's play again soon!!!

<Going to the boulangerie. Again.>

Small Boulangère: Hi!

Bonnie: ....

(Bonnie sighs.)

Bonnie: Loop, can you do this one too? I'm a bit tired.

(You get closer to the counter and smile at the girl with your eyes.)

Loop: "Hi! We've heard you got a cool book!"

Small Boulangère: A book...? Small Boulangère: Oh! Oh, oh, oh, yes!!! From Manon!!! Small Boulangère: Manon is so nice!!! She gave me the book!!! The book with the recipes!!! Small Boulangère: Dad was reading it and now it's mine and I can read it myself!!! Small Boulangère: But it's boring. I want another book, Papa.

Big Boulanger: ...Wait, which book are you talking about, Charline?

Small Boulangère: This one!!!

(She shows you all a very old, very big book. The name seems to have been lost to time.)

Bonnie: ...

Big Boulanger: ... Big Boulanger: I'm so sorry.

Bonnie: ....no it's fine don't worry about it

(You got the OLD COOKING BOOK! Finally.)

(You both find a nice, silent place to talk...)

Bonnie: Okay. Defenitely took longer than it should have. Bonnie: But.... Finally...

(Bonnie has already opened a page, but isn't reading it, closing their eyes instead.)

Bonnie: ...

Loop: "So, uh, aren't you gonna use it for cooking or something?"

Bonnie: ...They said I could keep it until I have to leave Dormont, so I have time, but... Bonnie: ...

(They are still just holding it....)

(The cooking book you spent so much time trying to find.)

(It seems important to them, but why...?)

(...Wait.)

Loop: (Could it be...?) "Is this the birthday present you were looking for?"

(Bonnie reacts an entire two seconds later.)

Bonnie: Huh? Sorry?

Loop: "You were looking for a birthday present for your sister, right?"

Bonnie: Ah. Bonnie: I suppose I could tell you what is the deal with this book. Bonnie: ...Don't tell Mirabelle, okay?

Bonnie: I'll probably need to explain some backstory first. Bonnie: As you know, I have a sister, Nille. I talked about her quite a lot during our journey. Bonnie: But you might have noticed I never mention any other family I have. Why is that, you might think? Bonnie: ... Our parents... Weren't good to us, to say lightly. Bonnie: I could probably manage it on my own, but I wouldn't be able live with myself if I didn't try to help Nille. Bonnie: So... When I decided I was close enough to being an adult, I ran away from home with her. Bonnie: I don't regret this decision one bit. And I don't want to see them ever again. Bonnie: And that is why I only talk about my sister.

(Huh! You never knew.)

Bonnie: ... Bonnie: This was probably why we grew so close, cherishing and helping eachother despite all the challenges in our lives. There is a silver lining in every cloud, I suppose. Bonnie: And one thing that helped us bond even more was cooking, as you probably know already. Bonnie: When we were both younger we tried to cook various meals, as many different ones as we could find, just for fun. Bonnie: We would cook basically anything we could get the ingredients for. Bonnie: And one day.... We caught wind of a super rare recipe. Bonnie: We didn't know what it was for, or how to find it. It seemed to have been lost to time, actually. Bonnie: But it was told that this recipe was so amazing, that after taking the first glance at it you would think "Yes. This is the recipe." Bonnie: Obviously, we tried to search for it. In every library, in every dining place, all over Bambouche. Searched for it everywhere we could go back then. Bonnie: It wasn't even about the recipe, I think. The search was the thing that got us closer together. Bonnie: We weren't too bummed out to not find it anywhere where we lived. Bonnie: As years went on, this dream kinda.... Lost steam, I guess. We grew up, became too busy for active search, eventually stopped trying almost entirely. Bonnie: ....

(Bonnie looks away and frowns a bit, as if thinking about something.)

Bonnie: And then this whole thing happened. Bonnie: We were one of the first to be hit by the Curse. And Nille wasn't fast enough. Bonnie: While she was being turned into a lifeless statue, she made me promise that I would run as fast as I can. That I would survive. Bonnie: ....

(Bonnie struggles to continue speaking.)

Bonnie: ....Sorry. Bonnie: And you know me. I try to stay positive in every situation. Bonnie: So I thought that I could use this as an opportunity to continue the search. We had to pass a lot of towns, after all. Bonnie: I liked to imagine Nille's surprise if I returned from this journey with the thing that we have been seeking for years. Bonnie: ....It also helped me to distract myself. From thinking about....defeat. Bonnie: Like, if I find this book, I surely have to return safely. We surely will defeat the Scary Lady. Bonnie: .... Bonnie: And now I've found it! Well, you have, actually, I was just kinda there, heh.

Loop: "I couldn't deal with Manon without you."

Bonnie: Oh, right, yeah. Bonnie: But still, it's mostly due to you.

Loop: (!) "Please, it was nothing, teehee."

(You are just happy to help them.)

Loop: (But...) "Why didn't you tell us? We could have helped you!"

Bonnie: ...I for some reason felt like I needed to be the one to find it. Probably was dumb thing to think. Bonnie: I only managed to ask you for help today because this is our last day before the house. Bonnie: Also, you two trying to guess was a bit funny. I don't think some utensils you suggested even exist.

(You chuckle a bit.)

(Yeah, it was pretty funny. You undestand why they wouldn't want Mira to know.)

Bonnie: Hah! Bonnie: Hah. Wow, I feel so much lighter now. Thank you again!

Loop: "For the book?"

Bonnie: Yeaaaah, but also for talking to me.

(Oh!)

Bonnie: Even just telling you about this helped a lot.

(The hood hides you blushing.)

Bonnie: Heh. Bonnie: .... Bonnie: ...You can go now. You probably have other stuff to do, I still need to copy the recipe for myself.

(You smile with your eyes, wave at Bonnie and head back into town.)

[wessexroyalfamily]

Happy All Saints Day!

{Location: Carnarvon Chapel, Fogmorre Castle}

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[dormont]

hagahahhagh doing the suspension event is so anxiety inducing for some reason

[siliconforbrains]

The whole treasure hunt for the book was kinda funny lmao

[creatorsomething]

So I made a Coraline AU of my OCs

[playfulsparksp]

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[kiwibrain]

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