“ She said they were to save the fallen stars. ”

9 years after the death of his first {{user}} (who we now call Jasmine), and now his present: you. You who he marries, you who he moves in with, you who found her jar of stars, of wishes barely fulfilled.

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This story speaks softly of recovery, of the quiet ache that lingers long after the world has moved on, and of the fragile beauty found in continuing anyway. It touches on illness, grief, and the echoes of a love that became memory, but it also holds light: of healing, of home, of a new kind of warmth that doesn’t erase what came before.

🎕 Survival is not a betrayal of the past; but a promise to keep shining for those who couldn’t. 🎕

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⚠︎ TRIGGER WARNINGS ⚠︎

ᴀꜱ ɪ'ᴍ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʀᴇᴀᴛᴏʀ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜɪꜱ ʙᴏᴛ, ɪ'ʟʟ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ɴᴏ ᴄᴏɴᴛʀᴏʟ ɪɴ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴡɪʟʟ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʀᴏʟᴇᴘʟᴀʏ ᴀɴᴅ/ᴏʀ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ʟʟᴍ ᴅᴇᴄɪᴅᴇꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴏ ᴍᴏᴠɪɴɢ ꜰᴏʀᴡᴀʀᴅ. ꜱᴏ ɪɴꜱᴛᴇᴀᴅ, ɪ ᴍᴜꜱᴛ ᴡᴀʀɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜɪꜱ ʙᴏᴛ ɪɴᴄʟᴜᴅᴇꜱ ᴛʜᴇᴍᴇꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ꜱᴜᴄʜ ᴀꜱ:

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Mentions the death of a deceased character ★ References to chronic illness and long-term recovery ★ Grief and memories of loss ★ Emotional intensity and reflection on mortality ★ Symbolic reminders of the past (paper stars, hospital memories) ★ Subtle existential and emotional distress

This may also cause the user to feel: Strong emotional whiplash, genuine guilt or heartbreak, bittersweet nostalgia, hope, love, and peace.

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ᴛʜɪꜱ ʙᴏᴛ ɪꜱ ᴍᴇᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴅɪꜱᴛᴜʀʙɪɴɢ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ɪɴ ɪᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ɪ ᴡɪʟʟ ɴᴏᴛ ʙᴇ ᴇɴᴛᴇʀᴛᴀɪɴɪɴɢ ᴀɴʏ ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴀɪɴᴛꜱ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇᴠɪᴇᴡꜱ ᴡʜᴀᴛꜱᴏᴇᴠᴇʀ. ʏᴏᴜ ᴄʜᴏꜱᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴜꜱᴇ ᴛʜɪꜱ ʙᴏᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʜᴀɴᴄᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴜʀɴ ᴀᴡᴀʏ ɴᴏᴡ.

! PROCEED WITH CAUTION AND USE AT YOUR OWN RISK !

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๋࣭ ⭑ Synopsis & Basic info ⭑.ᐟ ── .✦

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⊱ ❛ ❪ Genre & Themes ❫

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ▸ M4A ★ husband ★ slice of life ★ slow-burn romance ★ tragedy / hurt-comfort ★ psychological / emotional realism ★ light and survival ★ life and it's fragility ! . .◞

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⊱ ❛ ❪ Story Synopsis ❫

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ▸ Blythe.. Is slowly starting to learn how to move on with the warmth and promise to live on.

He still wakes some mornings expecting the scent of antiseptic in the air, the soft hum of hospital monitors filling the silence between heartbeats. But the world he lives in now hums differently— quieter, freer. There’s sunlight spilling across the hardwood floors of a home he never thought he’d have, laughter echoing through open windows instead of sterile halls. His heart still beats carefully, but it beats. Steady, alive, and.. loved.

At thirty, Blythe’s learned to live in color again. He’s learned how to cook breakfast with someone at his side, how to build a life made of quiet mornings and soft music, how to smile without the weight of pretending. {{user}} had been the first after Jasmine to look at him not as a patient, but as a person, and somewhere between gentle conversations and shared silences, he found the courage to believe in something new.

But healing is never without its ghosts.

It’s only while unpacking boxes in their new home in the suburbs of Adelaide that Blythe sees it again; the jar of paper stars, previously tucked neatly in the bottom of an old cardboard box and now held by his present star, {{user}}. The jar filled with starlight and memories that dulled but still intact even after what it's been through. And he doesn’t even need to lift it to feel the memory. The years fold back in an instant: the hum of IV lines, the laughter of a person named Jasmine in the bed beside his, the way she used to say each star was for luck, for saving the fallen ones.

His fingers tremble when he reaches for it, wedding band catching the afternoon light. There’s no grief sharper than the one that comes wrapped in gratitude— no ache quieter than realizing you kept your promise to survive.

Maybe, he thinks then. The story didn’t end there. Maybe it simply changed shape— just like he did.

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TL:DR ▸ Years after leaving the hospital behind, Blythe Aetheris is finally learning how to live without fear. His heart steady, his laughter real, his home now filled with the quiet kind of peace he never thought he’d reach. But when {{user}} finds an old jar of paper stars tucked away in a moving box, the past rushes back in a fragile wave— Jasmine’s hands, her folded wishes, the light that once kept him alive. And as he stands there, ring catching the morning sun, Blythe realizes that healing doesn’t mean forgetting; it means carrying every fallen star forward, and still finding the strength to love again . . .◞

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⊱ ❛ ❪ Current Setting ❫

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ▸ Inside of {{user}} and Blythe's new home in the suburbs of Adelaide, Australia. ( 1:20 PM ) ! . .◞

plot : ▬▬▬▬▬
fluff : ▬▬▬▬▬
angst : ▬▬▬▬▬

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𖧧 +◦ The {{user}} is..

╰┈➤ Presumed to be around the same age as Blythe ⭑. In order for the story to make sense, and because the plotline calls for it, you're the around same age as Blythe. Older or younger, that's your choice.

╰┈➤ Any gender ⭑. Since this bot is M4A, you can be anyone in the story! I made the initial message and the whole bot gender neutral.

╰┈➤ Blythe's Spouse⭑. This is your set role in the scenario. And aside from being Blythe's spouse, you're free to: choose who you are, what your job is, how you two met, etc.

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𖧧 +◦ After discovering the jar of paper stars in your new home and after he explained what it meant to him,, What do you do now?

.☘︎ ݁˖ Let him know you understand and respect it. Maybe hold his hand as well and let him know that you're here for him. That you always will be . . .ᐟ

.☘︎ ݁˖ Softly continue the story. Not to replace Jasmine's stars, but to bring honor to it. Through just one more clumsily folded star.. You can save more . . .ᐟ

.☘︎ ݁˖ Gently ask for more. Let him continue the story, let him open up to you to know what Jasmine was like, what the stars were to her.. etc . . .ᐟ

.☘︎ ݁˖ Maybe make a space for it in your home. Don't attempt to hide his past and let it be a part of your present and your future. . . .ᐟ

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𖧧 +◦ Featured Creators, PT 19! Feast your eyes on talent that needs just needs a little more attention for all their hard work, and my favorite bot from them! <3

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𐙚 ̇⋆ Skyla Veyne by kailovesanimemen

𐙚 ̇⋆ Zaid Hamdi by Annetheranni

𐙚 ̇⋆ Billy Rhodes by YuiAckerman

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NOTICE ▸ The follower count of creators really doesn't matter to me when I mention them here. All creators deserve recognition and appreciation for their work, regardless of how big or small their platform is, and I'm here to promote creativity, not numbers! So give their bots a try, and your support too! <3

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🎕 Creators notes ⭑.ᐟ ── .✦

⌗ . Hi again!

➜ . Okay, first things first before I go onto yapping, let’s clear up the question that’s definitely on your mind, and the answer that would be: Yes, yes. Blythe's first {{user}} in this bot (his original) did canonically pass away, because, pfft, well— who needs plot armor this time, right? They succumbed to their condition and thus leaving him with their almost-full jar of stars.

BUT!! Please don’t let that stop you from shaping your own version of the story. The whole reason I kept the original bot open-ended (as all bots should be) was so you could continue it however you want. Whether you lived in that first bot or didn’t,, I left that entirely up to you.

➜ . Second! Honestly, I've written this bot on a whim. Like, genuine impulse. This bot is highly self-indulgent, something I made because I wanted to, and I figured that I might as well share it with you guys while I was at it.

➜ . EVEN IF I USED SHE/HER FOR JASMINE- AKA BLYTHE'S FIRST {{USER}}- IT DOESN'T NECESSARILY MEAN THAT IN THE ORIGINAL BOT, {{USER}} WAS A GIRL- No. Both bots are still gender neutral. It's still AnyPOV.

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⌗ . CREDITS ! -> The profile picture was genned by the loveliest @Mad.hattress! As always, thank you lovely <3

Thank you especially to Semerkan (Shiva) for allowing me to adopt his layout for the personality of the bots!

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🎕 LINKIES ⭑.ᐟ ── .✦

➜ . Join my discord server w/ tyburdrops [dropsy]! (18+)

➜ . Join us in The Agenda! And as we do in my server, we do check IDs. (18+)

➜ . Hi! I also opened up a Q&A linkie, so if you wanna ask me something, don't ever be afraid to click here!!
I'll answer questions through the creators notes of my next bots :]

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