#decay isabela

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Decay Isabela: The only thing keeping me from running away and hiding from society for the rest of my life is spite. I could disappear forever, but there are some bitches whose downfalls I have yet to witness, and I wanna be around when that happens.

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Decay AU | Isabela’s room

Decay’s room first went through a few versions that grew to this final form. A broken pattern stone pathway, a river, one pond, three-tire pond left side and a waterfall. Gazebo in the top left corner that’s set a little higher (that shade green level indicates it’s up a level. A huge tree, as a centre piece of her off-side area.

It started off more purple and blue but as time wore on, more greens filtered in. Vines hang from Palma de cera to  Palma de cera and off these vines, bioluminescent lights hang around when her room is in ‘night’ mode

I meant to add stones for texturing around the ponds and to help break up the room or maybe even a pillar but feel free to imagine stones and monoliths inside to add flair and decorative edges. 

This is Decay’s room, more restrained but this became her normal when living in her native world and when she joined the Watcher’s AU, it was necessary for proper navigation but it was one Decay was content with. The 

The Watcher AU of the room she gave was near-identical recreation of what she used to have but the only sublet differences is a new area for her protheses and electrical/repairs second that’ll be in her study area.

Decay created the tree as means of concealing her more private of projects, such as her potato's. She has a hammock set up incase she decides to nap up there but up in her little tree house, using a vine-based lift, she had a good portion of it hollowed out for soil to allow her potato people to live in and thrive while she’s away.

the walls are still blue with petals and keeps abstract patterns on but she’s also uses the walls as means of self-expression to welcome in or intimating for people to leave

(Imagine the walls going dark black petals only for a red ‘eyes’ and a snarling mouth move along the background)

the room is broken up into areas with hedges and most spaces not in practical use have a lot of flora inside to keep the space useful.

The waterfall (stands at 45 feet in the air along the wall) and pond are Decay’s favourite place to be to relax, so a bench was set up for her to sit and meditate (18 months is long--she gotta get hobbies so Meditation was one to keep the dark thoughts away). Sometimes she’ll let her feet dangle off her bridge and play with the fishes. 

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Lol, so i watched Avatar 2 yesterday and now my brain is like ‘you can do an Encanto AU of that’ and i’m like how and now... i have this idea in my mind of the whole Mulietverse, Encanto family Unit being dropped off in Pandora by The Architects who changed their forms to help hide them, but they still have their magical gifts...

like a crossover, but temporary. Maybe the group needed to hide from a rogue group of Watchers or something so the Architects got involved and hide them all onto the planet when escaping through the timelines/AUs.

imagine Navi-!formed Shifter Antonio turning into a Tulkun and turning back like... how would the reef clan react?? And Decay Isabela! She could probably grow so many Pandiroan plants! tho i’m in debate if she should have flesh arms for the Nav’vi body or have new prostheses, Pariah too; they can’t swim with metal limbs.

with the whole family Unit; kids and babies, they look like a mini clan lol

Should I do this AU for fun?

Yes

No

I'm interested... but I need more infomation.

Voting ended onFeb 28, 2023

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Fracture Alma: You both have to work together in this next mission.

Decay Isabela: Is it too late to volunteer for hell instead?

Wanderer Mirabel: yeah, can I go to hell too?

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Decay AU | Surprise, Dr...

Decay had some regrets in Dante’s presents choices from the family unit. In part, the fact when she was assigned a two weeks holiday which was mandatory for any parent of any child under the age of ten to have every 6 months. Decay had only wanted to take a nap, both of her arms were on charge and in the corner but she had hoped Dante would stay watching his screen and allow her time to rest.

It was fine until she woke up sharply to something plastic being wedges into her mouth. Biting down onto it immediately and she sitting up sharply though Dante’s annoyed whine cut through the alarm.

“Mami, No, you’re not feeling very well!” the two year old scolded.

Decay blinked down at him before spitting out the plastic thing into her lap to realise it was Dante’s plastic medical tool, a thermometer. “Dante, I was sleeping.” She groaned though she shifted one leg over the edge of her bed, only for her son to push her leg back up.

“Yes, sleepy, sleepy. You ate too much cake! You are sick. Lay down.” Dante picked up the blue stethoscopes and began to put the oversized ear piece to place and clambered up onto the bed.

Decay watched as he patted it briefly over her chest, too far left to be accurate but she’d not hamper his mood on the matter on pointing it out. She contemplated trying to get up and get her arms up and get him to snuggle but… he was quick to tantrums… maybe she should wait this out and let him get bored of trying to be a doctor.

Maybe encourage Dante onto ‘fixing’ Pariah when she next came to baby sit him given she had gifted that to him.

“Time to test your leg-ping.” He picked up a small hammer what had softer plastic at the end

“You mean my reflexes?”

“Yes, yes.” He nodded brightly and began to hit her knee in various places. She jolted her leg purposely and the tot began to giggle.

“Oh no, my knee!” Decay feigned a gasp “What ever will I do?”

“Yay! It worked!” He dropped the hammer onto the floor and went for the bandages. Those where real, more or less but had Velcro to make it easier on small hands. Dante happily began to wrap her legs together until it ran out.

“Am I fixed, Mijo?” Decay’s voice was a little dry though he picked up the last tool. “Ah, my mistake. What is that?”

“Imma see bloods speeds.” He clipped on the crude, plastic pressure cuff around the lump of her ankle, given her absence of both limbs in his fun.

Decay just smiled at his antics as he began to squeeze the little plastic balloon and rested back… getting her legs free was probably going to take a while without her arms…unless she could convince him to get her arms which… wasn’t an all bad idea; he was learning the basics of those requests and he was smart.

He may be two, nearly three but he knew her disabilities meant she had to have extra help and he seemed to want to help…just as much as he needed hers. It made her smile as he had tried to cut her food up for her, not because of her disabilities but because he thought that was what everyone else did for each other because she always prepped his food given he was so little…and she didn’t trust any toddlers around a sharp implements.

“Oh no, Mama dead!” Decay jumped as Dante threw the corner of her blanket over her face.

“Dante!”

“You’re not alive, Mama. Susshh!” though she felt the weight of his body as he dove onto her belly to keep her down though he giggled loudly. Decay groaned.. but she had to hope Distort or Pariah would come down soon…

 Hopefully.

lol i was in such a mood for posting a new little peice of drabble than posting more chapters for LTRL AU stuff...lilke i miss the decay stuff but i can’t pile too much on my plate so i’ll wait until the fics in a good place or done before i start adding more and alternating the story to fit the decay timeline to her origin :) 

i hope you enjoyed little dante :)

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Abscond Luisa: What happened to your nose?

Decay Isabela: I used it to break some guy's fist.

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Stray Agustin: Decay Isabela...

Decay Isabela: I can tell by the tone of your voice that you are disappointed. Alas, I must further disappoint you by affirming how little I give a fuck.

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Decay AU | Potatoes

In her time of punishment during the first year, Isabela began to experiment and play with her gift in the privacy of her room, the place where she was free to use her gift without prying eyes. Especially since no one was allowed in.

Most plants once she knew what they looked like and their typical properties, were easy to make but she found herself accidently creating a Potato that...moved. At first it was a single potato, she watched as it got up, moved about and sat, then wandered off.... then fell off an edge and impaled itself onto one of her gardening tools by accident.

So, with better preparation, and a little area cleared and designed for her experiment, she grew more and to her surprise, they too began to move and wander around her little area. While they couldn't speak out to her; she found herself connected to them through her gift; when to water and their soil needs and she was fascinated as they made a little home into the collection of offered plant pots. She helped make them little clothes because it made them look so cute.

Of course, while no substitute for human contact; Isabela sought them out to fulfil the need of socialising. The potato family are drawn to her to comfort her when they sense her distress or need. Rather than show off, Isabela kept her potato project hidden away for her own enjoyment; creating sentient or intelligent plants, she felt would draw up the wrong attention. 

After her....’disappearance’ while her room died, the potato family continued on, being found by Mirabel a few days later before the girl decided to take the potatoes and help look after them; somewhat amazed by the aspects of Isabela's gift. With Isabela’s loss, the family did find out about them and Antonio was quick to give names to each one, helping them around casita for fun. Dolores was somewhat relived; the little foot steps had been very confusing.