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I miss. bnnuy.
the fact that baby bunnies are called kittens is absolutely precious, but also an absolute nightmare in writing. why can’t bnnuys be like everyone else and have their own word.
been thinking about belle’s parents and actual past, because I shamefully have 0 on that, and I’m thinking that maybe her particular healing magic / necromancy is a family thing. that maybe one grandparent had the more classic healing magic that takes its due from the caster’s soul, while the other was more of a scholar type with little magic but a very Devil’s Advocate attitude, so while not necessarily something they fully discovered themselves, they did pass it onto belle’s parents and then herself, who has a more natural affinity to it due to the generations. may or may not make it reach futher into the past. gotta do a thonkle on that.
... family of bnnuy necromancers... hell, maybe they have the typical not-good necromancer in there somewhere, pretending they don’t exist for a while, but then someone was like “yeah but what if we use it for good”. which in turn could also be one of belle’s major inspirations.
’ 𝙵𝙸𝚅𝙴 𝚃𝙸𝙼𝙴𝚂 ’ 𝙳𝚁𝙰𝙱𝙱𝙻𝙴 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙼𝙿𝚃𝚂.
so i was looking at THIS MEME and THIS MEME and like. there’s something that i just love so much about these?? so essentially, the sender might send in smth like. “five times cried”. and the receiver can respond with a drabble about five times the receiver’s muse cried because of the sender’s muse! if you’re confused, that’s my fault, and that’s also why i have links to two of the memes that inspired this. i hope you all enjoy! as always, do NOT add more to these, i WILL be making a part 2!
five times kissed: ( five times the receiver and sender kissed )
five times hugged: ( five times the receiver hugged the sender )
five times called: ( five times the receiver called the sender’s phone )
five times texted: ( five times the receiver texted the sender )
five times cried: ( five times the receiver cried over the sender )
five times smiled: ( five times the sender made the receiver smile )
five times touched: ( five times the receiver touched the sender (platonically or romantically or otherwise!) )
five times saved: ( five times the sender’s life was saved by the receiver )
five times saved by: ( five times the receiver was saved by the sender. )
five times protected: ( five times the receiver was protected by the sender )
five times protective: ( five times the receiver was protective of the sender )
five times thanked: ( five times the receiver thanked, or felt gratitude towards, the sender )
five times comforted: ( five times the receiver comforted the sender )
five times angered: ( five times the sender made the receiver angry )
five times betrayed: ( five times the receiver was, or felt, betrayed by the sender )
five times saddened: ( five times the receiver felt sad for or because of the sender )
five times worried: ( five times the receiver worried about the sender )
five times relieved: ( five times the receiver felt relieved about the sender )
five times safe: ( five times the receiver felt safe because of the sender )
five times happy: ( five times the sender made the receiver happy. )
five times afraid: ( five times the sender made the receiver feel afraid )
five times hurt: ( five times the sender hurt the receiver or made them feel hurt. )
five times visited: ( five times the sender and receiver visited each other )
five times left: ( five times the sender and receiver parted ways )
five times reunited: ( five times the sender and receiver reunited after being apart for a considerable length of time. )
five times stayed: ( five times the receiver stayed with the sender )
five times glanced: ( five times the receiver stole glances at the sender )
five times glanced at: ( five times the receiver noticed the sender stealing glances at them )
five times healed: ( five times the receiver nursed the sender back to health, or tended to their wounds )
five times watched: ( five times the receiver watched the sender while they were working or doing something )
five times shared: ( five times the receiver shared something (either a material or feelings or secrets!) with the sender )
five times flirted: ( five times the receiver flirted with the sender )
five times blurted: ( five times the receiver impulsively blurted something out to the sender )
five times confessed: ( five times the receiver confessed a secret or feeling to the sender )
five times noticed: ( five times the receiver noticed the sender properly )
thinking about how, in undertale, belle is not nearly old enough to have any personal experience with monsterkind’s history, let alone gaster’s whole deal, and yet besides written material and stories told by older monsters, she has always had the feeling that something is missing from the big picture. just a sense of wrongness in the underground’s existence due to her magic being so attuned to traversing realms and communicating with those long passed. the balance is upset, and it’s subtle, but she feels it.
although she has read an abundance of history books and many adjacently relevent material, such as accounts of monsterkind’s society prior to New Home’s existence -- factual and theoretical alike -- and truly anything that could serve as another piece to the puzzle, she has not yet made any attempts to dig deeper than the material realm allows. she could take the initiative of digging into the past with her magic, but she only begins to do so during the game’s events, when the resets start, because now it is an active threat; something is wrong right now.
belle cannot remember the resets in the beginning, but definitely has the potential to get wise to it. especially if in contact with the human or sans.
˗ˋˏ * ❀ ˖° 𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐃𝐎𝐄𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐄𝐍𝐃 ?
𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐃. accomplished, you rest, knowing you have earned this long sleep.
y’know those people that will fall asleep leaning against complete strangers? that’s belle.
˗ˋˏ * 𝐃𝐀𝐇𝐋𝐈𝐀 & 𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐀𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐄 / ARTIST : WHOLLYSENSEI
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Here’s a lil’ starter call to kick things off ! ( the memes are also still open ! )
˗ˋˏ * ❀ ˖° BELOVED SUNSHINE .
the daycare’s left messier than usual, some special event let the children use things like glitter glue && finger paint, && of course, sun’s left with the task of cleaning everything up before tomorrow comes. everywhere he turns, there’s either glitter or brightly colored paint in places where it shouldn’t be. currently scrubbing the walls, he’s too focused on his task to notice that belle’s back from wherever she’s been hiding. it takes a bit for sun to register her presence, but when he does, he drops the rug in surprise, instantly hugging belle. “ oh my gosh! you were gone forever! the others told me you may have been running around underground, but i―i thought they were saying that to make me feel better! but you’re actually here! ”
@bunbelle liked for a sun starter!
what do you say to someone who thought you gone ? how easy judgment comes when you are but a spectator of death and its domain, looking in from the outside. and what strange thoughts to have amidst this landscape of child — like wonder, alive with bright colors and joyful attractions. she nearly turns back around, thinking it perhaps better to leave beloved sunshine in the dark — just a little while longer, of course ! to come back when her feet no longer refuse to move any closer and her paws cease to dust off an azure dress long devoid of dirt and wrinkles alike. when belle is more prepared for this and— ah.
there is barely enough time for her throat to give a squeak and long ears to stand tall in surprise before darling rabbit is swept into an embrace. the point of no return, one might name it, a decision made for her.
and suddenly she is trying not to think of how familiar it feels. how little it matters that he is made of metal and wires, because in this moment, no place is warmer — safer, than right here, in the arms of one with more love to give than most will ever understand. but for all her bravery in the face of ghosts and villains, annabelle is still just a little bunny in a big, scary world. ❛ I missed you so much, sunflower, ❜ thin voice doing its best not to break, soft paws reach as far around as they can, burying herself into his hold as though it would be taken away at any moment. ❛ terrible things happened, but I’m here now ! and I’m not going anywhere any time soon, so how about I help you clean up ? ❜
WHO ARE YOU ?
𝐒𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆. You want to find something, you need to find something. Maybe it's a person, maybe it's a meaning, most likely it's a feeling. You want to feel at peace, satisfied. You want to stop looking, or rather, you want to not want to look. Sooner or later you always realize whatever you're looking for doesn't exist, not really. But that just makes you search even harder.
“Dreaming permits each and every one of us to be quietly and safely insane every night of our lives.” - William Dement
thinking about how Belle calls most people by honorifics such as miss / mister until they’re close friends, including people like Papyrus. and I just think that’s cute.
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so instead here’s that trivia that annabelle goes by a One Strike You’re Out rule for those outside her circle of loved ones. while she is undeniably kind, she is not some dangerously selfless protagonist. she will help, and if you make an effort to accept it, she will do her best. but those who do not, be they unapologetic villains or simply too deep in the dark, annebelle will leave that to someone else. as soon as it becomes detrimental to herself or god forbid her loved ones, she’ll drop you like a hot potato. however, while she won’t take any more steps, she will still help if approached later on.
and she is not naive either. she recognizes manipulation for what it is and is incredibly difficult to string along. villains will have a really hard time to play the pity card with her, let alone regarding morals. annabelle is this post. give her the gun, she’ll do it.
so I spoke ( read : screamed ) to opossum about belle’s FNAF verse some more and.
In a vague summary, Wormwood was bought by Fazbear Entertainment, Annabelle included. On paper she has her own designated engineer and no one really questions it because there never seem to be any issues and maintenance gets clocked in on time. She is believed to be just another highly advanced machine.
However, Wormwood has always been a genuinely magical realm and Annabelle, who is very much not an animatronic, has always been its guardian. Unfortunately, when it was incorporated into the Pizzaplex, Wormwood was exposed to all that lies beneath it. The traumatic events they tried to bury; the rage and grief of its victims and the malice of the one responsible. Like a glaring warning sign, it began to twist Wormwood. Incidents began happening, from mere injuries to rare deaths. Its castles become overgrown with vines; once glowing trees turned to husks with branches grasping for you like the claws of a beast.
They tried to sell it off as a Halloween attraction for a while, capitalize on a phenomenon they could not explain nor repair. But it only got worse and worse, until they were forced to close it down and scrap Annabelle. To the knowledge of the world and her friends, she was gone.
In truth, Annabelle has spent most of her time beneath the Pizzaplex’s foundation, trying to find out what happened and how to fix it — how to fix her forest. Only some time before the game’s events does she reappear, but is incredibly evase about where she has been and what happened. This is where her sub-archetype of The Trickster comes out : withholding information. She wants to get to the bottom of this, to soothe spirits she can feel lingering, and keep her friends safe without them worrying.
There is no sun without shadow, and it is essential to know the night.
Albert Camus, The Myth of Sisyphus (via anamorphosis-and-isolate)
