#ishfaye

(These events take place during GilFest. More specifically at the end of the festival)

New York was saved. The festival hosted by the mighty Gilgamesh had come to an end and the strange invader Ishtar had been defeated. All that was left now was to celebrate, and nobody knew celebration like Gilgamesh. The lavish penthouse atop the King of Hero’s skyscraper was alight with activity. Music, dancing, food, drink, laughter. All of it was present during the King’s celebration. Sure things hadn’t gone off without a hitch but now that the work was over, he had uncorked many a bottle to share.

Faye obviously was in attendance for the festivities but quickly became overwhelmed at everything going on. Sure no one knew parties like Gil, but that also meant he didn’t know any sense of moderation. Especially once Iskandar and the other Kings got involved. Surely Faye could step out for a minute or two, right?

The young master made her way onto the balcony of the penthouse. The crisp evening air rose goosebumps on her exposed arms as she looked across the skyline. The City That Never Sleeps surely lived up to its name as light twinkled from both above and below. While Faye couldn’t exactly see the best view of the starry sky, every once and a while she could make out a faint constellation. Sitting down on a nearby chair, Faye took off her heels and massaged her aching feet. She never did like heels, but it’s not like she could have come to the part in her casual clothes. No, a party like this demanded opulence and finery.

Faye sighed, her posture relaxing as she took in a breath of fresh air. Her mind wandered as she sat alone on the balcony. She began to think of how this all came about. That fateful day with Mash, the Grand Order thus far. The pseudo singularities. Everything that has happened in her life to give her such a unique view on the world. After all, who else could say that they knew so many legends firsthand?

Faye’s thought were interrupted as she felt a presence exit the building. The sound of heels gently clicking made Faye quickly struggle to get her own on before the guest was upon her. As she had leaned down and almost gotten the second heel on, a voice came from beside her.

???: Ahem, is this seat taken?

Faye looked up, hand still caught in her shoe as a familiar, beautiful, divine figure stood before her. Ishtar, in all her divine glory complete with an elegant white dress with gold accents matching her normal attire, looked on impatiently for an answer. Faye wordlessly gestured a welcoming response, prompting the Goddess of Beauty to take a seat next to her Master. Faye quickly finished with her heel before sitting upright at attention, trying to play off the snafu that she’d been caught in.

Faye: What are you doing out here, Ishtar? I thought you’d be inside with the others.

Ishtar sighed a very ungoddess-like sigh as she looked over to Faye.

Ishtar: That damned King was getting on my nerves. “Useless goddess” this, “what are you doing” that. Even a “put those gems down Ishtar!” Can you believe that?

Faye chuckled nervously as the mental image played out in her head.

Ishtar: So I decided to come get some air. What about you, Faye? I was sure you’d be inside living it up.

Faye, shrugging: I guess I got a little….overwhelmed. Sometimes you just need some peace from the crowd, if that makes any sense.

Ishtar: It does. I may love attention, but having too many worshippers asking things if you gets tedious, even for a goddess as great as myself.

Faye chuckled a bit as Ishtar poured next to her.

Ishtar: What was that? Are you laughing at me?

Faye: No, No that’s not it. It’s just, that’s such a human concern. I just was surprised is all.

Ishtar looked off with a huff. She cracked open a side eye towards her master as she replied.

Ishtar: I-It’s just this host! Yeah! She’s the reason I’m feeling like this. Not to mention—

Ishtar was cut off as a sound floated on the wind. All the ever present laughter and rambunctiousness faded and a melody shone through. Entranced, Faye and Ishtar sat outside, the two of them sharing a moment as they listened to the divine sound coming from inside. Ishtar stood, extending a hand to the still seated Faye.

Ishtar: Master, dance with me.

Faye took Ishtar’s hand, the two of them falling into a very simple dance, more swaying than anything else as they moved together. 1-2-3, 1-2-3. Faye had to keep repeating that to herself internally as to not step on the foot of the Goddess before her. The two continued their dance for a while longer, the melody growing in complexity.

A side step, a twirl, another step, all keeping time with the music behind them as Faye and Ishtar locked eyes. Faye looked into those crimson beauties as they shone with a spark she rarely saw in the goddess. As the song built into a crescendo, the intensity rising, Faye found herself ever closer to Ishtar, the two embracing one another. Finally the climax of the song came, the two moving together, both forward into a kiss. Ishtar wrapped her arms behind Faye’s head as they shared this moment together.

Time seemed to stop as they stood there, unmoving. The two broke apart, their eyes still lost within each other as Father Time got his due. The music picked back up and both the Goddess and her Master stepped apart. They moved over to the bench, hands intertwined as they liked upon the skyline together

Faye: Thank you, Ishtar. That was lovely.

Ishtar: Of course it was with a goddess as amazing as me involved.

Ishtar’s bravado faded as she squeezed Faye’s hand. A voice came from inside. Mash was calling from the party floor.

Mash: Senpai! We’re waiting on you! Please come back inside!

The Master and her Girlfriend chuckled as they shared a brief, chaste kiss. Standing, Faye pulled Ishtar up to her as she spoke.

Faye: Come on, my Goddess. The party awaits.

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"Uuuuuuugh"

Faye was exhausted. She loved working out with Eresh, she really did. The satisfaction of every improvement, the view, the burn of her muscles after a good workout, so many things to enjoy. The only problem was that sometimes Eresh would get a little...too fired up. It wasn't her fault, she was a goddess, of course she would be able to push herself harder than Faye could keep up with. But that did nothing for Faye's aching, exhausted body. And of course, there was a meeting scheduled with Da Vinci and Holmes, and it had already been a long day. Faye just wanted to sleep.

By the time she was able to return to her room, Faye was dead on her feet. She shuffled through the halls, hardly able to lift her legs. Sliding open the door to her room, she saw Eresh curled up on the bed already. It was odd, Eresh was usually so industrious that she never went to bed before Faye, despite the Master’s best efforts. Still, Faye brushed it off. She climbed into bed and curled into her goddess’ back, too tired to even change her clothes. Laying her head next to the sea of silky black hair, she closed her eyes and drifted off into a peaceful, dreamless sleep.

Faye’s eyes snapped open, the crushing darkness still surrounding her. It was pitch black, she could feel something soft below her, but couldn’t tell what it was. A cold sweat on her brow and her chest heaving, Faye tried to piece together what happened. Her mind moved at a hundred miles an hour trying to piece together what just happened.

Ishtar was hurt, she took a blow for her and Faye watched as she died.

The crushing darkness grew palpable as its weight began to press down on her chest. The weight of her actions, her inactions, her failure. Ishtar was dead because of her. The only reason she’s alive is because of Ishtar’s sacrifice. She—

Faye was cut off by the sudden opening of a door. Looking to the side as the blinding light poured in, a figure flying through the doorway. Lights began to come on as Faye shielded her eyes. She was in her room, she was out of that field. It wasn’t real.

The figure almost knocked her over in a tackling hug, and as Faye’s eyes adjusted, she realized that the person hugging her was Ishtar herself. The goddess of beauty squeezed her Master tightly as Faye sat there. Ishtar’s breathing was ragged, as though she’d ran all the way to Faye’s room. Faye felt her racing thoughts being to coalesce, her heartbeat slowing back to normal as the realization came to her.

Faye: Was it-

Faye’s voice came out hoarse. It’s ragged and fatigued tone as if she’d been screaming. Had she been screaming?

Ishtar: It was a dream.

Faye: But it felt….

Ishtar pulled back, her crimson eyes filled with worry. Faye noticed an unusual wrinkle in her brow. Had she really been that worried?

Ishtar: It was a dream but…It felt real. I don’t know what happened towards the end, but when I woke up I just had to check on you and make sure you were okay.

Faye: You saved me. You took a direct hit to save me and I couldn’t do anything to help you.

Ishtar sighed, her shoulders relaxing as she sat back a bit on Faye’s bed. She let go of Faye and folded her hands in her lap as the floor suddenly became very interesting. One could almost say she looked rather bashful, this proud and boastful goddess.

Ishtar: Of course I did. I’d always do that, you’re my Master.

Faye: Ishtar…..

Ishtar: Don’t read any further into it. It’s not like we have a chance anyways, not with your and Ereshkigal being together. No one wants a useless goddess like me. I always ruin things when I get involved.

Faye: Ishtar, you know that’s not true.

Ishtar: Isn’t it? I can’t go a day without that stupid King of Heroes reminding me of my failures in Uruk. I can’t go through the halls without looks from the others. I may be a goddess but things like this still hurt you know.

Faye: You’re not useless. Everything you’ve done has been for a good cause. You did your best in Uruk and it’s not your fault that Guggie wasn’t with you. The summer race was to help cleanse a singularity, with the added bonus of getting Guggie back!

Faye crossed her legs and grabbed Ishtar’s hands. The goddess looked up, shocked and flushed, as Faye leaned in closer.

Faye: You’ve done so much for me, so much for Eresh, and so much for Chaldea. How could you be useless? Heck, you just saved my life.

Ishtar: I-I don’t hate you, of course I’d save you! You should worship me after all! It’s only right.

Faye: Maybe I will.

And with that, Faye surged forward, her lips connecting with those of Ishtar’s as the goddess tensed up. Quickly relaxing though, Ishtar returned her effort, the two sharing their kiss with equal fervor. When they finally broke apart, Ishtar looked at Faye, confused.

Ishtar: B-But you and-

Faye: Eresh and I already talked about it. She said that it was “painfully obvious” how you felt and that you deserved someone who worshipped you like she had. She actually encouraged it, saying that I’m in charge of giving you the attention you deserve.

Ishtar: She’s- You’re-

Faye moved for another kiss, this time Ishtar didn’t hesitate to reciprocate. Faye marveled at how soft Ishtar was. Her lips were like pillows, with a delightful cherry taste to them. A brief moan escaped Ishtar’s lips as their lungs began to burn, the two breaking apart to breathe.

Faye: Does that answer your question?

Ishtar nodded, her eyes that were once full of worry, now filled with tears. Tears of happiness. Tears of realizing she finally has a place to belong, a place where she’s loved and not scolded for the first time in millennia. The two folded their hands together, pressing their foreheads against one another in a sign of intimacy.

(Part two of the Ishtar story! Yes, I’m an Ishtar lover too now.)

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