#Isabeau/Siffrin

[haveyoureadthisfanfic]

Summary: ghostlight - a single lamp placed on stage to keep the theatre from being in total darkness after everyone’s gone. After trying and failing to kill Siffrin to take his place, Loop tries to disappear. Siffrin makes them stay. They figure things out together. Staying with Siffrin's party in Dormont's House of Change, Loop starts down the long, winding path towards recovery, carefully trying to navigate the complicated knot of trauma and grief that the loops have left behind.

Author: @kittenixie

[tfrost]

Here have some gay

[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.

[celestialclock]

Liar by Daisy the Great is so Isabeau/Siffrin coded but like act 4-5 before they can actually talk it out:

[mlmshipbracket]

I would like to add to Isafrin's propaganda. Is this how I do it? Anyways. Big spoiler warning for ISAT, stop reading now if you wanna play it! (You definitely should!)

So the biggest thing to me, personally, is that throughout the game you are constantly reminded of the fact that Isabeau has feelings for Siffrin. Every time you go to the clocktower (which IS optional after the first few loops, but you can do it on every single loop if you want), Isabeau tries to confess while SHARING A BED with Siffrin, but chickens out.

The same continues every time you beat the King. Isabeau will try to confess, but get interrupted, cut off, or otherwise not be able to say it.

Isabeau's crush and confession is, dare I say it, one of the major plot points; it is consistent through loops, no matter what you do.

And in later sections of the game, Isabeau is one of the most caring and attentive party members to Siffrin, rivaled only by Odile, where he'll very often ask Siffrin if they're okay, if something is bothering them, etc. all because Siffrin's deteriorating mental state is obvious to everyone BUT Siffrin, and especially Isabeau, who is always paying attention to them.

On top of this, both of them, as mentioned by the original propaganda, want the safety and happiness of each other over all else. This is a double-edged sword, especially in Siffrin's case, but they both care immensely and will do whatever they can to try and make it easier for the other to get through whatever they're dealing with (even if sometimes misguided, also especially in Siffrin's case).

And finally, one of the final major situations in the game is when it's all over, and Isabeau actually manages to confess. This is the penultimate moment for it, as well, because the final loop involves Siffrin actively burning all of his bridges, saying cruel, out of pocket things, etc. in a really fucked up, hopeless mental state. And even after ALL that, Isabeau's feelings aren't any different, and he tells Siffrin absolutely everything he loves about them, probably something they REALLY needed to hear after convincing themself of how awful they are for potential months, or even a year or two if you loop enough.

I know this is very Isabeau centric but Siffrin is an incredibly emotionally repressed individual, and the thought of being forward with their own feelings is something they literally describe as "life-ending" at one point, but through their inner monologues you can very easily tell that they feel the same, admitting it to themself is just a massive hurdle, and they're probably scared of messing up and losing Isabeau somehow.

Anyways. Uh. They're good! You should vote for them!

Addendum: Isabeau is horrendously down bad to the point of being jealous of completely platonic stuff. He loves his traveler so so so much. Also he gets more flustered when Siffrin is intense and that fact alone is hilarious to me. Thank you. :)

Thank you for your Isafrin Propaganda!

Current Isafrin (Round 6) Poll [HERE]

[lembowe]

i don't remember what originally inspired this but!!!! i think siffrin would be really happy to see other weather

[paintscroll]

isafrin

[vantablackdraws]

Interrupting my usual posting nonsense with some ISAT doodles I did a while ago

[tawnysoup]

Their POV

[post-pacific]

Your hands find the notes, but never the melody.

A random idea I had for another room in the House! Also me projecting playing the piano onto all my favorite characters

[ginumo]

1 // NEXT

WOOH GOD THIS TOOK A LOT OF TIME. THIS IS MEANT TO BE FOR THE AU IVE BEEN GOING ON ABOUT FOR THE PAST FEW WEEKS but i can absolutely post up to here on its own i think without actually going into the au's territory too much DJBFDKFNDKFND

SO HAVE THIS!! FOR NOW!!!!

[tfrost]

Isafrin for the road

[l-a-l-o-u]

it's v important to give your little guy a squeeze

[youreturnhome]

i have a new fic up on ao3, a thousand ways to die!

it’s 10k words of siffrin, isabeau and odile getting drunk together and ranking siffrin’s deaths. for therapy reasons. and it's silly and i had a lot of fun with it so you should read it <3

[tracingstardust]

it's artbook day i can finally post my favorite image

[furufoo-art]

[ISAT SPOILERS] Me and My Family

Me and my family, we're sticking together,

At least in this loop, we're sticking together. Song is 'Me and My Husband' by Mitski