Of all the things Sunday could have said, this is the last thing she expected. Scolding her for being late— perhaps, asking about how the shopping trip that made her late went— maybe, but calling her (bow) cute? Absolutely not. Was she hallucinating? Did she mishear? She blinks a few times. "Um, what?"
"Your bow," Sunday's voice is steady, even, making it clear he has absolutely no clue about the confusion storming Nikki's mind. "It's cute."
She did hear right, but somehow the words are not fully processing. Maybe it's because it's Sunday. Maybe it's because 'cute' is not a word Nikki would really use to describe herself. Hell, it could even be both, but…
(Nikki sharply averts her gaze and starts to fiddle with the ends of her hair— something Sunday has noticed that she does when she's nervous or embarrassed.
Did his comment make her uncomfortable? Would it have been better to have not said anything at all? But it's clear that some effort was put into her appearance and it seemed like it would be rude to not comment on it.)
"…thank you, though March is the one who picked it out." It's the truth; March coordinated Nikki's entire outfit saying something like 'girls need to look cute when they go to the beach.' It's part of the reason why they were so late. "I'm not sure if it really suits me, you know? I'm not really…"
Sunday tilts his head to the side, "I think it suits you perfectly fine. As I said; it's rather cute."
Nikki's face twists a little, cheeks feeling oddly warm. It's the word 'cute' it has to be.
It has to be.
this comm has been in my drafts since MID JUNE. i meant to post it before the wedding comm, but then I got the wedding comm and switched gears ahahahahaha.
to add to context, march saw the swimsuit hsrku was GONNA wear (which is the one she has on in the other beach comms i will hopefully post this month). and was like 'no that's not cute' and so she took hsrku on a shopping detour that took all day lmao.
omakase bikini comm was done by ping_cms on crepe!
While walking the halls of the grandiose Fröhlich Manor, you slow to a stop before a monochrome portrait. It looks to have been painted a few years back, framed neatly in silver. There is a plaque underneath that reads:
‘Artemis Elise Fröhlich, The Tenth Dovewing Knight, 20 years of age.’
You look up and meet the eyes of the stoic figure. The expression looks nothing like the toothy smile from your memory. You wonder, briefly, if there is more hiding underneath the warm exterior they have shown you.
ive been wanting a portrait-like piece for AGESSS and the wonderful toobros on vgen delivered my vision PERFECTLY !!! pls go comm them, they’re SO quick and have such an amazing style hehe 🤍🤍 also canonically artie is 24 at present
"Miss Nikki, I believe you know exactly what that was." Sunday pauses. "However, I'm perfectly willing to give you an... additional performance should you desire further clarification."
He tilts his head, an almost imperceptible smile playing at his lips. "...are you sure?"
"Yes! Now, please let me go! This is kind of... embarrassing..."
sunday roast comm done by the super awesome and amazing aumy on vgen!! i actually had been camping out this listing for LITERAL months (there was one time a friend of mine tried to spam message me at 2am my time when they opened to try and wake me up so I could apply). and i had about lost all hope until loni nagumoan managed to commission them!! SO THANKS TO BOTH AUMY AND LONI!!!! please consider commissioning aumy if you can nab that slot!!!