#ISABEAU I LOVE YOU

[the-gt-fairy]

More ISAT g/t! This time tiny size shifter Siffrin semi-inspired by that ask I got. I wrote this all in one sitting last night and am deciding fuck it and posting it

Context: Family is at a fancy party cuz they saved the country and get invited to fancy parties now. Siffrin is Not Having a Good Time with all the people

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“You clearing the snack table, Sif?”

‘Snack table’ was a bit of an understatement. The set of platters nearly stretched across the whole wall, and each were filled with fancy dishes Isabeau couldn’t even begin to name. Sif had been hanging out there for most of the party, so he expected them to be stuffing their face.

But they only nibbled absently on a desert, shrugging at Isabeau’s question.

He frowned. “Hey, are you ok?”

They shrugged again, eyes flicking back towards the crowd. Someone nearby laughed loudly, and Sif flinched, shrinking in on themself.

Literally. They were actually shrinking, dropping in centimeters by the second.

Oh.

“How about we go somewhere else?” Isabeau suggested.

Siffrin nodded and let himself be guided out of the main room and into the hall. Isabeau shadowed them, making sure no one was watching too closely, until they reached one of the copious amounts of sitting rooms.

It was empty, and that seemed to be good enough for Siffrin to let go of the rest of their height.

They stumbled, catching themself on their palms. Isabeau dropped to his own knees, hovering his hands around them.

Siffrin took the half-aborted offer for what it was supposed to be, using his little finger (god, their hand didn’t even cover his pinkie) to hoist themself up. Even once he was stable, he kept his hand on Isabeau’s.

Siffrin looked up at him. “...Hi,” he said, for lack of anything better.

“Hi,” Isabeau returned, just as clueless.

They looked down at their hand on Isabeau’s, then quickly tucked it back to their side.

(Isabeau stamped down his disappointment.)

“You can go back to the party,” Siffrin spoke up, “I'll be fine to camp out here till I can turn back.”

“Do you want to be alone?” Isabeau asked (stamping down his immense disappointment.)

He glanced away. “You shouldn’t have to look after me.”

“Ok, but do you want to be alone?”

“...No.”

Isabeau shifted from a kneel to a cross-legged seat. “Then I’m staying right here.”

They snapped their head up. “But, but you were so excited! For getting dressed up and stuff…”

“Eh, I already got to do the dressing up part,” he waved off, “I’m fine with missing out on the people.”

“You’ll miss out on the food, too,” Siffrin argued.

“I’m sure what Bonnie makes is a million times better.”

Sif snorted, bringing his hand up to cover his mouth. And he stopped trying to convince Isabeau to leave, so it was a win.

Siffrin eventually sat down, staring off silently. But, as usual, Isabeau couldn’t keep his eyes off them.

This was…This was his first time seeing them small, wasn’t it? The few times he had actually witnessed them sizeshifting, they had been giant. Fierce, protective, larger than life.

But now they were small and quiet, more so than Isabeau was used to. Was this how Siffrin had felt when he looked down on the four of them? That they were all so tiny and fragile, and that he would do anything he could to shield them?

Isabeau didn’t feel like he was being a very good shield. He was trained to be a Defender, but he didn’t have a clue what more he could do than sit there uselessly, not knowing if his shadow was more ominous than comforting.

Siffrin shifted, curling in on themself further. “It’s so blinding cold,” he muttered.

“You miss your cloak?” Isabeau asked. Siffrin hadn’t been very happy about giving it up in exchange for fancier clothes. (They looked even smaller without it.)

They nodded. “You said once–” A phrase that meant he was talking about the loops. “--that it was Crafted to regulate temperature. So I’d never get too hot or too cold.”

“Huh, I’d never heard of that before! I wonder if we can figure out how it works…” That would be amazing to implement when he actually started designing clothes.

Siffrin shivered again, cutting off the thought with another one. Right, smaller things didn’t regulate body heat so well, did they? He didn’t want Sif to suffer until he grew back, but what could he do…

An idea came to mind, followed by immediate doubt. Siffrin told them he actually liked touch, it was one of the first things he admitted after leaving Dormont. But Isabeau couldn’t help but feel he was overstepping every time he even tried.

Still, he slowly slid his hand over to Siffrin. “Hey, um. I’m probably warm (really warm) if you want to…”

He trailed off, but Siffrin got the message anyway. They lightly leaned against his hand, then practically melted into it.

Oh god. Oh Change. This was…man. Look at them, even smaller than his palm, snuggling closer just to get all the warmth. Haha, if they really wanted to be warm, all Isabeau would have to do is put them to his face and NO WAIT THAT WAS EMBARRASSING AND HIS FACE WAS EVEN HOTTER NOW CRAB–

“I can feel your pulse from here, ya know,” Sif teased.

AAAAAAAHHH

They pressed a little closer, probably just to goad him. “Thanks.”

“No problem!” he replied higher than he would like.

They looked up at him with their big , bright eye. “Sorry for being–” He got That Smirk on his face as he gestured to his spot. “--such a handful.”

“Pffft, Sif!”

They snickered, but the smile faded, and they looked away again. “Really, though. You shouldn’t have to deal with me like this.”

“Hey, we already agreed I’m not missing out on anything,” Isabeau assured, “I like spending time with you, Sif.”

“We spend time together all the time.”

“And I enjoy every second of it!”

They huffed, but their mouth ticked up again. “I’m not going to convince you, am I?”

“Nope! I’m going to care about you whether you like it or not! Well, I mean, I’d hope you would like it, but–but if I’m ever overstepping just say the word and I’ll back off–”

“Isa,” Siffrin cut off, “You’re fine. I really don’t mind.”

Isabeau softened. “I don’t mind either. This is only a small price to pay.”

Sif barked a laugh, doubling over as he cackled. Isabeau glowed at the reaction.

The two fell back into silence, but Isabeau felt like he was doing a much better job.

[tawnysoup]

Their POV

[catdile]

IM SOOOOO SORRRY I JUST THOYGHT IT WAS SO FUNNY.

ITS NOT. BUT IT IS TO ME.

[artilite]

fuck you *lethal companies your in stars and time*

(long) exposition under cut (spoilers for ISAT + lethal company logs)

This au takes place around the time of sigurd's logs/before them (i haven't decided if Sigurd's crew exists here or not yet)!

Siffrin was someone who used to live on the Golden Planet before it got eaten. They may not remember anything beyond being found in an escape pod, but they're still paralyzed by fear when getting close to the selling window. He's always first in the facilities, making jumps, braving traps, and heading as deep as he can for scrap.

Mirabelle and Isabeau are the medic and fighter respectively, who both came from the same moon colony. They were both pressured into taking jobs by a work-based society, and applied for the company under the impression that it was a short, high-paying internship with nebulous risks.

Odile is their resident ship manager. She keeps a watchful eye over everyone and relays information about monsters, scrap, etc. In absolutely dire situations, she may come help with scrap. Despite claiming to be a first-timer, her badge says Leader??

Nille and Bonnie ended up with the crew after taking a chance to run away from their parents. Seeing a high-paying job that provided everything and would take them far away sounded too good to pass up. Nille lied about Bonnie's age to take them with her. After seeing the reality of this job, though, she regrets not finding another way out. Bonnie is permanently on ship-duty; they mainly type in whatever numbers Odile tells them. Nille is also a fighter, though she prefers the weighty stop sign as opposed to Isabeau's shovel.

Loop, after hundreds upon thousands of quotas, dying every possible death, learning everything they could- even the real identity of The Company- realizes there was one thing they've never done before. They've never died to The Company. Desperate for a way out, and haunted by the whispers and screams beyond the wall, they give themselves up. Maybe that would finally satisfy the monster- to have devoured every last piece of the Golden Planet. Maybe their crew could finally rest easy that way. Well, they didn't loop back. But through the dark and damp, there's static on the walkie talkie. Loop picks up, and hears their own voice just beyond the wall.

(Loop's design is the most different by far, since instead of consuming a star, they themselves are slowly getting digested. They're inspired by the visual of red crying faces from the logs :D)

[moonsart]

(The mask falls)

(Your family sees you clearly now)

(With all of your mistakes on display. Your selfish desires, your disgusting feelings, your wish)

(And yet, you know)

(That in this moment)

(Just like in every moment before, and in every moment that will come after)

(You are loved)

[9hexcodes]

heh. hi. i missed drawign odile and as one of my biggest comfort characters i felt very funny to draw her all flustered so. eat up!!!!! the gang also realizes!

[0zwodder0]

Hey. Hi tumblr. What if I

Steven Universe-ifies your Isat

[awenyx]

odile and sif doodle from the latest newsletter

[shmunter]

the crew (minus odile)

[four-pointed-leaf]

Hhi may i request isafrin,,,i love both of them in ur style sm eauieehejwoaueh

yeas here u go

[torchstelechos]

I love that Isabeau is the one to bring up the "what do we do if you die" conversation cause its a very good insight to his character at the very start of the game. Isabeau is practical, smart, and loves everyone dearly and wants to know how to help them when shit goes sideways. He's the one to ask about Bonnie too, which is a delightful read on how he thinks because everyone else shuts that down instantly as a "That wont happen and cant happen" but we see later in the game it can happen which is such a startling thing for a game to do but justifies the foreshadowing of Bonnie can die what do we do if that happens? Isabeau, despite everything, is also the one who gets to the heart of the matter even if its not something must people are willing to talk about. All without it being part of his friendquest, thats just him naturally. Which! Says so much about him and how he is! His character when its not about his relationship with Siffrin is a very intriguing thing because it feels like a very classic hard intellectual stance that's been softened after many years of learning to better communicate healthily with others. A reflection, if you will, of Odile but in a very drastic direction. I find him fascinating and I also want to scoop his brains out and study them under a microscope to see all his little brain thoughts.

[m3lth3ph4nt0m]

Makes my grand return to tumblr with in stars and time <3 heres my autism <3 spoilers??? under the cut??? for two hats??? uh loop stuff proceed at ur own risk i guess???

[iknowicanbutwhy]

The Universe gave Loop TWO hands for,, two Isas???

Get yo self a man who will duplicate himself not just to balance out the polycule, but also to sometimes give you THRICE the amount of attention

( @chipper-smol giving me cute ideas to draw )

[lee-quiche]

Good morning! 🌄

...sleepy time junction...💤

[artilite]

have a lion dance for these trying times ♥♥

[circusballoon]

Intermission from usually-scheduled OC art continues because I still have fanart of @insertdisc5's In Stars and Time to get out of my system before Art Fight rolls around. I love these characters dearly :(