Sweet_Cloud

A catgirl with black hair looking left with a neutral expresion



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  1. Public Bookmark 18

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    It was their last chance for a bar night before the party reached Dormont, and what awaited them there. Isabeau and Odile, at least, were determined to make the most of it.
    They were not actually prepared for the answers.

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    25 Jun 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 42

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    Her ears are pierced the same way as the Kid’s. Her face is round in a way that’s familiar. You’re pretty sure you know who she is.

    “I’m no god-” The words come slowly to you. “-But I might just have the answers you seek.”

    She doesn’t turn back to face you, but it’s fine. You know other ways to grab her attention.

    You are you, and so you are callous, manipulative, and your words- “Like where the Kid is.” A pause. “Where Bonnie is.”

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    The show’s over, the curtains have fallen, and the cast members have taken the stage for their final bows. Loop is not an actor, not a director, merely a sponsor. Loop does not take the stage. Loop fades.

    Loop fades, and the Universe is not nearly kind enough to take them into its gentle hands, is not nearly kind enough to put them out of their misery, is not nearly kind enough to set them free.

    Loop doesn’t fade. The loops end, the world doesn’t, and so who is Loop without the loops?

    (aka, loop finds themself in bambouche, petronille unfreezes, and the inevitability of reunion hangs over them both)

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    25 Jun 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 81

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    Mirabelle. Knows you more than you know her.

    Looping as much as Siffrin has... That has worn a hole into time and space.

    Several years before canon, Mirabelle meets a ghost of a friend that she'll one day get to know and watches them die over and over again. This changes both more and less than expected.

    (and the post that started it all)

    (can be read complete as is, may or may not have more installments)

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    25 Jun 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 43

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    "Researcher, please," they almost-whisper. "Hate me all you want for not telling you and I'll deserve it, but I– I can't. I can't. I don't want to say it again."

    Ah.

    You swallow. You organize your puzzle pieces in your head, and fit them together; take it apart, reorganize them differently, try again; try again—it's the same shape, every time. You agree, you think, that it should be Siffrin that tells you of his experience, but Loop was involved too. Loop is feeling effects too. Loop has their own side in this.

     

    (In the middle of the final night spent at the Clocktower, Odile speaks with the mysterious new addition to her party.)

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  5. Public Bookmark 55

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    Odile stared into the crackling campfire and did her best to ignore the sniffling sobs from the tent to her left.

    Mirabelle was well suited to give Siffrin all the hugs they needed. Boniface had perfected their recipe for malanga fritters and had taken to annihilating every library in their path looking for more recipes from the forgotten island. And she…

    A star near the horizon winked at her mockingly, and she let out a jagged sigh, glaring at it. “I wish I knew enough to help him.”

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