[Image Description: A digital drawing of a bespectacled, brunette Master in a white dress, green hair ribbon, and aquamarine sash going to happily wrap her arms around the waist of her taller, black-haired Master friend. The taller Master smiles, reaching past the black trench coat hanging over her shoulders to reciprocate the hug by a hand on the brunette's back as a white and blue background stands behind them. End Description.]
A commission I asked of @panyum to do for @withanina/@yasuda-anis. Because I wanted to.
Aqui, thankie for including Vy in the first letter you wrote for Anis. Thankie for sticking with me through all my writing, through all of COVID, and being my friend from college and beyond. It's because of you I'm still doing what I can and feeling happy about it.
Plus, I feel this artwork is Vy's own response to Anis' letter at the beginning of Part 1, because Saving Humanity is a lot more bearable when a best friend is there to help.
You do good, friend, and thankie to you, Pan, for showing these two Masters as they should be - besties that can rely on each other. :>
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🍃- would you rather live in a sea with mermaids or a forest with fairies?
oh god this is hard. But if we assume the forest could be literally anywhere I would rather the sea because my spring allergies would literally kill me. I have had allergic asthma before and I do NOT want to undergo it again 😭 no such problems by the sea.
🍦- what scented candle is your favorite?
HMMMM....... I really enjoy warm scents but there was this winter pine candle I got that I really liked.... I love vanilla anything honestly but I also really love lavender. Also if I could fucking GET ONE I really want a cigarette smoke flavored candle ihe3y284eiuojsflksdjf the last one I bought sucked so bad
[Image Description: A digital sketch of a brunette girl in a simple long white dress and black sash, hugging a befuddled God of Love by wrapping her arms around their neck. The God of Love visibly freezes at the touch, cheeks turning pink as their hand hesitates in the air. The only color in the sketch is the pink hair ribbon in the hair of the God's host, resting behind the God's right ear. End Description.]
My belated Christmas gift and early New Year's Gift to @partialdignity and @lunarimpact, courtesty of @panyum. Thankie for taking another comm request of mine, Pan. You're still my favorite FGO artist, and this looks amazing to me. Just, thankie.
To Carim and Chorus, well. Thankie for being friends with me in this past year. I hope we have more years together for a long while to come, and that Vy hugging your Assassin delivers that. I love you both platonically, so so much.
And well. Per my username, I have to have another story go with the art, right? With a song to accompany it too, even if I've heard it many times over.
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It wasn't hard to admit to herself that Vy wasn't perfect. No human being could really claim that they were perfect, because from birth and through living life one day at a time, personalities clashed with the world. People sometimes learned, people sometimes didn't.
Even then, when looking up at the God of Love that was Kamadeva, in spite of everything that had happened between them — why did you have to involve Novum Chaldea in your Ooku, why did you have to nearly turn Robin into a skeleton, why burn the world, where would it leave you — Vy still felt sympathy for the former Beast.
After all, not everyone was able to choose how they wanted to die. And Kama's legend in particular had a cruel death — an undeserved one. That wasn't even factoring in Rati, Kamadeva's spouse and consort, who screamed and cried at her husband's death and smothered herself in his ashes to curse Parvati forever. Kamadeva had only been doing the job the gods dealt them in awakening Shiva with their arrows— Shiva had no right to incinerate them the way they did. It was no wonder Kama wanted to lash out at the rest of the world for what Shiva and Parvati caused — Vy still couldn't meet one of her oldest contracted Lancers in eye contact after learning about all that. Sure, it didn't make Kama's scheming against Chaldea any less personal, but the reasons made it understandable, even if Vy couldn't empathize entirely with it.
And now, in Novum Chaldea, where they were surrounded by ghosts of old and former enemies, Vy looked up at the God of Love and made a decision.
"What is it, Master? Are you trying to play nice again, even when Humanity is still—"
"Kama, not to be rude, but is it okay if I could hug you?"
Assassin froze, mouth left open from Vy's sudden question as they blinked at her. "...What the hell are you spouting now?" left Kama in a soft, uncharacteristically raw voice, arms left barely extended in Vy's direction as they met her eyes with sheer disbelief. "A hug? For what?" Vy did her best not to flinch away at the broken laugh that left Kama's lips, only left watching as Kama held their stomach. "I nearly killed your beloved green Archer! I took your home away! Why hug someone like me when you and I both know we're ugly inside—"
"Because it feels like you deserve one," was all Vy could whisper back, interrupting Kama's tirade. "Because love to me isn't just about giving and taking, Kama. Ugliness or not. Corrupted or not."
Kama lowered their hands, inhaling shakily as their head barely bobbed up and down.
Vy wasn't sure if it was a nod, or, hell, if it was even a sign, but she took it anyways. She stood up on her tiptoes, gently wrapping her arms around the God's neck, and Kama froze yet again, muscles tensing underneath Vy's grip. "Vy..."
You used my name.
"I don't know how exactly to teach you about love," Vy murmured into Kama's ear, tightening the hug as she pressed herself against the Assassin's chest. "I don't even know how to consult a friend about love when I'm still figuring it out myself. I'm just a simple Vietnamese girl who wants to see her family again and help the people around her be happy. And for a God like you, who was hurt by the world around you, the least I can do is hug you and say, 'I care about you.' Because I do." Against her will, tears bud in the corners of her eyes and Vy did her best to smother them by resting her nose into Kama's shoulder. "Because even Gods deserve hugs too."
Kama didn't hug back. But the heat underneath Vy's arms was warm, real, and there. The person, the god Kama, in a human body, was there.
"...You are a foolish Master, Vy," was the eventual response that brushed Vy's ear, a cheek roughly bumping the side of her head once the words lingered in the air. "You are so, so foolish."
[Image Description: A digital artwork of a brunette, glasses-wearing Vietnamese girl in a plain straw hat and a white ao dai dress with pink/purple hems, pink pants, and black shoes, sitting on her knees in a meadow in the middle of a forest. A lotus flower sits near her right hand, a warm smile on the girl's face as she offers her left hand to the green-cloaked rogue sitting against a tree trunk, and the rogue smiles back, one green-gloved hand raised in the air to eventually hold hers. End Description.]
A commission done by the lovely @panyum, this serves as both a celebration of achieving Bond 11 with Robin in-game and a concept art for a scene that's been lingering in my head for a while.
My energy has been more iffy lately with a new hire coming under my tutelage, but I can at least write this out under the cut, both for the friend who did this commission for me (thank you so much, Pan, I love this so much, this is probably the best Roby commission yet, your depiction of my culture via the ao dai is amazing) and to the rogue who's taken a seat in my heart to the point of staying in every team I have in FGO, one way or another:
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Robin knew he was dreaming. From the damp grass under his feet and the smoky scent of the No Face May King, he knew he was back in his past again. There was no other explanation.
It didn't make seeing his little sparrow approach him in a long white dress any less eerie. Sure, Masters and Servants could share dreams, but there was something different about Vy walking closer to him compared to the previous times they had experienced this, awareness obvious in her features.
Not once during his previous summoning did Sir ever approach him like his little sparrow.
With a tilt of her head, her straw hat tipped back against her hair as Vy slowly sat down on her knees. A pink lotus was placed against the ground that she didn't cover, matching the pink ribbon keeping some of her long brown hair back and the warm smile on her face.
"You don't have to sit alone, y'know, Robin," Vy whispered, offering a single hand to him. "You're not alone anymore."
Even when every single part of him doubted that, he found himself smiling and raising a hand back.
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[Image Description: A digital drawing of a Summertime Hunter resting his chin against his palm in fond exasperated acceptance as a side-ponytail, sundress and glasses-wearing brunette of a Master rests her head against his shoulder in a nap. A chrysanthemum sits in the center of the bow of a sunhat in the Master's lap. Both Master and Servant sit in front of a cream-rectangle and white background. End Description.]
Let's just say the original Summer 3 event and its rerun in NA (ServantFest and all) gave me a lot of feelings, hence this commission I asked @panyum to do for Robin and Vy. Summer 3 still stands as my absolute favorite summer event in FGO, so Pan taking on my commission request felt like wind was being blown back into my writing sails. :> Thankie, friend, really.
And well, with this art here and all, I have to write something for this, right?
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"Hey, asshat! Move your arm a little to the right, will you?! Put it on Vy! This is for the cover, so get a move on!"
Robin ignored the urge to groan, choosing to do as Jalter asked as he carefully moved his arm to wrap it around Vy's shoulders. The little sparrow thankfully didn't flinch this time, leaning into his chest instead as she brought her hands up to gently push back at his shoulders for whatever romantic pose Jalter was needing for reference.
"Good, just like that, stay there..." Jalter shifted back and forth between her desk chair and sitting on the bed, carrying her camera the entire time as she started snapping photos.
Click, click, click.
"Um, Jalter-san?" Vy's voice pitched upwards from clear embarrassment as the lack of distance in their pose made it easy for her forehead to gently bump the crook between Robin's shoulder and neck. Robin didn't even need to have his hand on Vy's waist to know she was starting to get anxious — the heat coming through her dress and her shoulders was plenty enough evidence in that direction. Hell, even with her sunhat on, Robin could see how pink her shoulders were getting from the embarrassment. "How long are we supposed to be standing like this? It's been... uh..."
Three hours? About to go on four? Robin thought sarcastically to himself. He still made sure to hold onto that thought with a vengeance, just in the hopes that it wouldn't trickle down through the Master-Servant bond to reach Vy. She was already overheating enough as is, and as much as her initial reaction to his swimsuit was cute, it was still Vy clinging to him and looking like she wanted to be everywhere but nearly hugging him like they were a couple in front of other people.
Even if a part of him — the traitor — just wanted to keep her close to him like this for a little while longer.
"What Maa-chan is trying to say, Alter," Osakabehime interjected with a face past her hoodie, "is that she needs a break."
After one last click, Jalter lowered her camera with an exaggerated sigh, waving at Robin and Vy like they were extras to a movie she was filming. "Alright, alright, I fucking get it." With an extended pointer finger at Robin, Jalter scowled. "Archer, you get Master to sit down somewhere. I need to start drawing the first draft anyways, so get some shut-eye."
"Fine, fine, as the author demands," Robin drawled back, but he still made sure to carefully let Vy go, keeping a hand on the small of her waist so he could guide her back to some chairs in their hotel room. Sitting down first and patting the chair next to him was plenty enough to encourage Vy to lose her nerves, because the pink on her cheeks receded in favor of a grateful smile once she slowly smoothed out the wrinkles in her sundress to join him. Once she was settled, Robin said in a softer voice, "You okay, little sparrow?"
"D-Doing better," was the initial reply as Vy eased off her hat, revealing the hairband keeping her side ponytail together as she carefully met his gaze with the same awkward yet grateful smile. "But since this is to help you not get turned into a pig, I think I can deal with it, Big Robin." Her hand slowly unclenched itself from the fist she was making on top of her hat as she then finished with a tinier, "Thankie for checking in, though."
"Just don't push yourself," he chided, letting her shoulders go after one last squeeze to facilitate mana flow. Having Vy collapse from exhaustion was the last thing anyone wanted — even that pesky A.I., if Robin could go that far in thinking about it. "You can speak up for more breaks. Berserker would understand."
"When Jalter-san's close to done with a draft, then I will," Vy said firmly, but once Robin was giving her a look, she lowered her head, her ponytail brushing her shoulder as her eyelids drooped. "It's her work and it's helping us. Though, just... getting sleepy now..."
"Knew it," Robin said, but he still did his best not to flinch away once her head gently bumped the back of his shoulder through his blazer, instead choosing to rest his chin in his hand as he glanced elsewhere. "I'll keep a lookout for the rest of the team, little sparrow. Just get some rest. I'll still be here when you wake up."
His only answer was a little "Thankie" before soft breathing started brushing the hood part of his blazer. A turn of his head revealed Vy had already closed her eyes, her lips stretched out in a calm smile as her chest heaved from quiet breaths. With the way she was napping, it was as if she was at peace just staying at his side.
Robin couldn't help but wryly smile back. What a simple Master he had. "Sweet dreams, little sparrow."
That traitorous little part of him couldn't help but look at her sleeping face and add, May you dream of me.
[Image Description: A digital commissioned drawing of a May King kissing the forehead of his little sparrow of a bespectacled Master, holding her left hand in his right as he brings her close by the back of her head with his left hand. Vy herself is staring up at him with a quiet blush on her face, hands near her chest. Vy's lotus-shaped Command Spells highlight the back of her left hand. End Description.]
Nothing really commemorates the written canonization of a ship in Passing Days Extra Day 6 and the achievement of Bond Level 9 in-game more than a commission from @panyum. Thankie for taking my request, Pan. I still can't stop staring at this. ♡＾▽＾♡ Heck, Vy wearing Sakura's dress from Heaven's Feel just solidifies the love here for me.
At least in one universe, the big Robin and his little sparrow are together and open with their feelings and happy. There's only so much pining an author can take, after all! :p
[Image Description: A digital sketch of Archer Servant Robin Hood in the midst of changing from a kitchen apron to his fighting wear of his cloak, an ominous smile on his face as he pats his Master’s head. The Master, being significantly shorter than him and dressed in the female version of the Mage’s Association uniform, looks wary, holding her hands close to her chest as they exchange a wordless conversation about whether poison should be used. The only colored part of the sketch is the lotus-shaped Command Spells on the Master’s left hand. End Description.]
A lovely commission done by @panyum for a scene in this short story I made earlier this week, I honestly can’t help but smile to myself constantly when looking at it.
This is the closest I’ll get to what Chaldean Master Vy/my Mastersona looks like, Command Spells included, and considering how many people are protective of me in real life, I’d like to think it reflects in the Servants too.
Considering Robin Hood’s known for protecting the weak, he’s definitely gonna want to keep his little sparrow safe. Even if the threat from the story is really only a shadowy Count who needs to learn how to be more obvious. :p
Thank you again, Pan, for the support and the art. This is gorgeous the more I look at it.
