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@shinncn
hey! it’s lizzy !!
this is an independent and selective rp blog for ritsuka fujimaru of fate grand order. this blog will not be spoiler-free; and will likely be sporadic activity.
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assassin:
‘ haha , you’ll be puwa in your own special way , master ! ‘ he looked forward to it too , despite the tragedy of its necessity gnawing at him . it was a shame that innocents had to become warriors , but if it was to protect oneself , where was the debate ? the helpless would be crushed underheel , regardless of right or wrong . strength could only be met with strength . despite everything , not every conflict could be resolved peacefully , nor could every injustice be remedied without corpses to show for it .
listening carefully as she speaks , it seems they arrive at the same conclusions . ‘ i’m sure everybody has already told you this , but — it’s probably your bonds that will carry you , master . that attitude is a good one . even if you’re surrounded by all these awesome servants , you can still do what we can’t . ‘ press forward , lead , maintain a clear goal while never compromising a life that could be saved — he envies her , a little . to be able to say those sorts of things and mean it . to still have the strength to grip a determined fist . to swear to save , and to treasure those around her .
‘ … well now , one thing at a time , in any case . ‘ he smiles , grins at her . ‘ how about learnin’ how ta break out of a hold , too ? here , i’m gonna get close . ‘ his arms wrap around her , gently , of course . ‘ alright , now then … with your elbow , i wan’t’cha ta jam me as hard as ya can in the ribs . ‘
she knows she can’t do anything alone. it’s the strength of her servants that allow her to do even dare to venture into singularities to begin with. each precious ally was why she wanted to work so hard! she lifts a hand to her hair, laughing sheepishly. “eh.. i don’t think i’m all that impressive- i’m sure another would be able to do what i do if they were in the same situation.. or given the same opportunity!”
“huh?? you want me to hit you?? what if it hurts!!” she knows that realistically, this must be a part of training, because it really could happen with an enemy but--
“there isn’t like.. a robot or some other enemy to fight?? i’ll feel bad hitting you..” she tries pushing her elbow back slightly, but there’s a look of concern already framing her face. “are you really sure i should hit you..?”
assassin:
eh … why was she patting his head ? it’s a little embarrassing , and though it’s impossible to wholly guise his surprise at first touch of it , he still manages to keep himself from any spontaneous flushing . ’ cooking still takes time and energy , though — na , master , you’re not the sorta person t’push yourself t’cook all the time for everyone , are ya ? we’ve got some serious chefs in chaldea , nevermind myself . you could practically eat something fresh , new n’ delicious from a new place around the world every day . i don’t know how many of ‘em can make desserts , though . haha , ain’t our numbers growin’ by the day ? i’d say a huge feast’d be more than just a bit chaotic , but it could be fun . as long as nobody started throwin’ knives or stabbin’ each other with forks or chopsticks , i’d say . ‘ he’d only gripe due to the fact that he’d have to protect the master from something like that !
‘ if we really did have somethin’ like that , let’s just make sure t’do it outside . that way , the chances of you gettin’ hurt — er , well , i mean , that way everyone can be as rough as they want to without any staff causalities . ‘
“i mean.. it isn’t pushing myself if i want to do it, right? and it doesn’t make me crazy tired--” ok, maybe it was a bit unreasonable.. but hey, she wasn’t doing it every meal! but the thought of being able to do something to provide for them, even if they didn’t really need it.. it just made her happy! she wants to be able to appreciate and thank her servants for all they do for her..!
“uwooo.. that’d be pretty cool, huh- like.. like a world restaurant..!” everything changing on the daily.. “throwing knives and stabbing..? surely they wouldn’t act like that when we’re all sharing a meal together, right?” would they..? she knows some of them butt heads but... how bad could it be? to be fair, she’s never had all of them together-- “omigosh.. like a big picnic!!!!!! that would be so fun!!”
assassin:
his eyes widen — he wants to say something , but she’s already shied away from her own words . so long as you’re not okay — he couldn’t stay , otherwise . how could he ? didn’t she understand that at a journey’s end , bitter , or bitter-sweet partings and separations began ? even with independent action , he couldn’t have sustained himself forever without living like a real human being , or a preying monster . and he couldn’t intrude on whatever innocent life she might have had at the end of everything . there was no space for him , not permanently . you’ll grow older , and i’ll stay the same . her grip would wrinkle and weaken . and then finally , someday , someday she would …
‘ ha — ‘ he cracks a smile , but it’s one that seems like it wants to cry . ‘ you’re incorrigible , master . what about everyone else ? i doubt you lived in a house big enough to hold hundreds of people . or do you just mean after one singularity at a time ? neither of us know how long this quest of ours will last us . it might be over in no time , but it might take the rest of our lives . what then ? ‘ he just wants to hear her answers ; to hear her speak . he doesn’t say what he thinks : when she was fine , and peace was restored to her life , as well as the world , then he could quietly vanish . there wouldn’t be any need for him anymore . ‘ you’re already more than worth saying besides , y’know . ‘ him , him — it was he who shouldn’t have fouled it .
she doesn’t think about it too much. of course, someday her journey will end- but couldn’t it also go forever? maybe the last singularity will be the end of her life- or maybe she’ll even die during one of these singularities, they’re getting progressively harder, aren’t they? and she’s still weak, isn’t she? that’s why she needs to work harder. if she keeps training, and practicing, and growing- then.. then she can lead her servants to victory- return safely home with them by her side.. she can.. she can do everything that’s being expected of her, without much fault.
does he sound a tinge sad? she never wished to make him sad. she reaches up a hand, ruffling his hair as she tries to brighten her smile. “well i’ll just earn lots and lots of money to buy a huge house and invite everyone in it! or maybe i’ll just invite you!! and if the quest takes till the rest of our lives.. then i guess we have no worries at all, we’ll be near each other anyways, right?”
she needs to stop thinking. the more thoughts are in her head, the more she feels herself edging towards tears.
she doesn’t say a word, just takes one of his hands and gives it a little squeeze. she lets it go right after, she doesn’t want to be annoying-! but !! “well, i’m glad the person by me right now is you. i’m thankful that you’re here, ok?”
assassin:
‘ ehh ? but’cha know , i’d rather have this , ‘ her free fingers lift and pinch the master’s cheek , loosely wriggling it , ‘ than this ! ‘ and that much was the truth ; food was good but good company was best , no matter how it was . it isn’t long before the assassin’s smile blossoms into an even wider grin . ‘ ain’t’cha talented ?! i’m real impressed , master — i’d’ve thought you were too busy with the whole savin’ the world thing ta bake your servants somethin’ ! even though there’s no need , y’know ? ‘ she eats the tart anyways before the other might try to take it back , chewing it up in one — two , three bites . by the time she’s licking whatever’s left off her fingertips , her gaze has settled somewhere else .
‘ i don’t usually like sweets … ‘ head slowly turns , and her eyes glimmer teasingly , reassuringly at the other . ‘ … but that was really good ! egg tart , so it’s not a pudding ? ‘ lots and lots , the other offers to make , and the assassin can only laugh a little . ‘ i wouldn’t have minded a bowl of soup , either . master , if you’re so willin’ ta make things for me … ‘ palm lifts , and the assassin gently ruffles the other’s hair . ‘ … then i want lots and lots . make me all sortsa things . okay ? that way , we’ll never get bored ~ ! ‘
head tilts slightly, a look of pure bewilderment on ritsuka’s face. this? what was this supposed to mean? what, did she eat human flesh or something..? oh.. that wasn’t good.. ritsuka didn’t have a substitute for her for that.. “i-i mean, saving the world is a team effort..!~ and you guys do a lot of that anyways.. and when i’m sitting in chaldea doing nothing i just feel... antsy.. it’s much more fun to bake and then maybe someone will enjoy the treats i make..!” how awful, the need to feel useful. her expression shifts to one of fascination. why is she eating so quickly? it isn’t like the tart can run away? or soeone will snatch it out of her hands?
she giggles, shaking her head. “not a pudding! but i can make you a pudding too, if you want..~ and yeah!! i can cook you.. uhm.. almost anything-!! that has a recipe..!!”
assassin:
@shinncn asked : walks up to. places an egg tart in her hand. scoots away quietly.
and this was … ? she’s never seen anything like this before . small , round , yellow — like pudding , but tougher ? something like a pie ? the assassin merely gives it a sniff , but there’s not much smell . nothing but the sort of fresh-made warmth settled into her palm that makes her smile . when her master scoots away without as much as a word , yan qing immediately tries to close the distance . ‘ mas ~ ter , ‘ skipping and bouncing a little in her pursuit , she playfully whines . ‘ are y’runnin’ away from me ? why ? ‘ was ritsuka in such a hurry to give more to others ? or was she worried the assassin would refuse , or that they would have nothing to talk over ! ‘ come back ! c’mere , c’mere ! y’never told me you could cook ! ah , y’did make this yourself , right ?! ‘ if she was going to be nibbling on something like this , then the other should have at least stood and waited for her to finish to hear her thoughts !
‘ i dunno what it is , you’ve gotta tell me about it ~ ! it looks really good , though ! ‘
she’s never sure if her servants wanted her to be around. as much as she enjoys approaching them, she doesn’t want to seem too pushy- or demanding..!! especially with how their roles played out in the battlefield and all. so when the other approaches her, she can only give a sheepish little laugh. “i’m not running away..~ i just wasn’t sure what you were up to.. it’s more like a delivery service..!” she didn’t particularly have anything else to do, after all, this was her newest servant! the one she wanted to meet and get closer to! this egg tart was for assassin and assassin only! “i did..! i like making desserts the most! i can cook, but it’s a little harder to give someone a bowl of soup or something as a welcome gift..”
she tilts her head slightly, oh yeah, she must have been from a while back, right? “it’s an egg tart..! it’s soft, and sweet..! i think you’ll like it! and if you don’t, i’ll find something you do like, and i’ll make it for you lots and lots!”
most favoritest yako ever!!:
“…”
There is nothing lamer on the planet than a Barbie movie. It’s totally not your thing. Like, you’re not six years old. But… But the look on Mochi’s face… She’s so excited about it… Are you gonna turn that face down, hero? Are you gonna look her right in her sparkly, hopeful eyes and tell her that her favorite movie sucks ass and is for babies and you don’t want to watch it? Are you gonna break her heart like that?
“Okay! Sounds… great!” (Do better than that!) “I’ll get the pillows if you get the snacks. How’s that sound?”
they might be kids movies, but isn’t that what you need sometimes? a break from the bleak reality to experience something just a little magical and enchanting? nevermind the fact that she’s surrounded by people who can do genuine magic, and all that.
“ok!!! i’ll come back super fast so i can help you, ok?” she’s zooming. sonic has nothing on her. mochi has never been so excited in her whole entire life.
most favoritest yako ever!:
“Now how’m I s’posed to say no when you ask like that, Moch?” Too damn cute! “Alright already, I’m in!”
“so we can watch a barbie movie??? and eat popcorn??? and and cookies?? i can bring a super big fluffy blanket!! we can make a nest of pillows!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”
Look at them....They are adorable....
1へと至るミッシングフラワー by レンコン Renkon
kazuha:
“ EVEN with the smile you wear, I certainly would be ashamed of myself if I couldn’t recognize just how exhausted you appear but no. I wouldn’t want to force you to do something you don’t wish to do but it’s merely an eager invitation for you to come and join me. ” Regardless, he would do what he could to invite Ritsuka to come and rest up so she could start tomorrow with vigor.
He couldn’t help but give her a chuckle in delight as she came to accept his offer regardless. It wasn’t what he had planned but such a choice was hers. “ In that case, let’s talk shall we ? ” He made himself comfortable against the tree and glanced over at the gentle master. “ What would you like to talk about ? Perhaps about the fond memories of our homelands or even the things you look forward ? ”
at least it was a kind invitation. of all the ways he could have choosen to proffer the request, at least it had been just that: an offer, not a demand. and she appreciates that there’s a lot of thoughtfulness that goes into it.
“oh? you wish to share about yourself? you said you were a traveler, right??” it feels rare, that a servant willingly wishes to offer up information about themselves. she’s always curious about the stories that they have..~
“i don’t know if my stories would be very fun.. but i’m pretty excited for when we finish this singularity and we get to go back home to chaldea.. i miss everyone there..~”
that was home now, wasn’t it?
“are you looking forward to anything?”
hephaestion:
A distant inspection comes from the Summoned Servant, yet within this marked distance— there is a glimpse of curiosity sparkling in the gleam of her silver eye. Crescent joy ( tints ) in her Master’s gaze. Such enthusiasm, energy… looks promising.
║🍇║↬ ——❝Ritsuka…❞
Almost a whisper, mumbled to herself.
Most Servants address the one(s) who Summon them with the term ’ Master ’, but on Hephaestion’s tongue… it feels strange. Fortunately, she’s got to know her name.
║🍇║↬ ——❝Well well… there’s always a first time for everything…❞ A light smile seems to strengthen their proximity, for a step, at least. She notices the other’s rank, apparently it’s the same, if not lower than the average. Yet, even with this knowledge, Faker seems to ignore it.
║🍇║↬ ——❝Anyways, shall we head to battle ? Or anywhere else, we can’t stay forever in this place, right ?❞ A wink marks her suggestion.
she’s always felt a bit weird being called master.. when in most cases, her servants were infinitely more knowledgeable than her in a variety of things.
she looks around, arms falling behind her back with a small smile. “you’re pretty enthusiastic! you know, we don’t have to fight while we’re in chaldea.. only when we go out for missions!”
taking a step down, ritsuka extends her hand to the other. “i can give you the grand ol tour, if you’d like!”
it was simple in concept, right? just show her around the place.. and if she didn’t want to-- “though, if you wished to rest or something, i could lead you to a bedroom too..~”
assassin:
don’t make promises you can’t keep . something that should have gone for the both of them . after all , it’s the same whether she lives or dies . someday , they would have to separate . with their relationship as a master and servant only feeling recently blossomed , could he stand it ? the weight of a yoke pressing onto his shoulders makes him want to run , before the broken bones of his legs could crack and misshapen themselves even more .
what was he supposed to do ? what was he supposed to say ? it’s improper to deny her , it’s a lie to try to accept . he wants to believe her , but he can’t bring himself to just yet . you don’t know . blind faith — held no assurance . her mind could change . so his mind reaches and fumbles through her words for vague leverage . ‘ … i won’t leave . ‘ his lips press together and he sets his gaze steady upon her . ‘ no matter what , i’m not going to leave until this is all over , and you’re okay , master . ‘
wasn’t that enough ? show me evidence through action , and not just empty , wanting words . ‘ i’ll prove it to you . ‘ prove it to me all the same .
she didn’t think he’d accept it. he doesn’t seem to believe in the hopeful words she tries so hard to live by. but he still has yet to share his life with her, and she’s afforded him the privacy of not trying to search it up herself- who knows what betrayals have lingered through his past? i won’t leave. then, they’re good, right? because he wouldn’t leave, and she wouldn’t send him away- but she holds her tongue.
“eh.. that sounds a bit sad..~ so as long as i’m not ok, you’ll stay with me?” that if everything was over, he wouldn’t be by her side anymore? “.. just kidding~!” she couldn’t ever be so selfish. “i’ll try to be someone worth staying near, then~!! and when we’re done, i won’t let you go!”
assassin:
reluctantly , he can admit to her own truths . a lone wolf was helpless . a lone master would not have been enough . she bore the weight of responsibility and he did everything in his power to ease the burden , measly as his abilities were . bottom-barrel phantom , hardly special in the grand scheme of things : if more and more appear , am i going to be forgotten ? am i really still going to have a use ?
at her gratitude , he can only produce a small , meek smile . and then he brushes past it and its discomforts .
‘ i can prepare meat in any way ! ‘ he smiles and laughs . it sounds too loud for how softly they’ve been speaking up until now , but he can only continue . ‘ as long as it’s filling , i don’t care how it’s made ! ooh , but ramen is great , too ! we didn’t have anything like it in my time , but it’s just awesome , ain’t it ? just like with cookin’ meat , you can do all sorts of things with it ! i’ve been tryin’ every kind everywhere we go ! ‘ right , an around-the-world , once-a-day , never-ending ramen-a-thon !
‘ you should join me sometime , master ! ‘specially for any styles that’cha like ! y’know if y’ever crave anything y’can ask me ta make it too , right ? i’d be happy to ! doesn’t matter what it is ! ‘ at barest minimum , he’d keep her fed and eating well , no matter what !
she shakes her head, wrinkling her nose slightly. “not asking how you know how to cook it, silly! i’m asking which one you like to eat the most!” he seems to do this a lot. even deflecting a question of preference.. something as trivial as food? maybe she’ll earn it someday. trust enough for him not to feel as though he can’t tell her such small things. she can be patient! she really can.
his boisterous laugh is a bit unsettling, but who is she to ask him to take down his walls? no, there’s things even mochi hides from her servants. she needs to grant him some privacy, despite her curiosity. she tries to smile, though it might not be quite as wide as it tends to be. “honestly.. i usually stick to the few brands i know.. and i love to put rice in it after..~ it’s super good! i like lots of other dishes too.. it’s pretty hard to pick a favorite, huh-”
ok. he got her, she does laugh a bit now, reaching up on her toes to pat his head. “it’s ok~ i know how to cook for myself! but, cooking together does sound fun! we could make a big meal for everyone to share!! i usually do desserts.. but a full meal with everyone sounds kinda nice, doesn’t it? a bit.. chaotic, maybe.. but-”
assassin:
‘ contradictory , huh . ‘ he considers it for a moment . ‘ is a solid plan that still leaves room for sudden changes contradictory ? as the master , you should be considering these sorts of things too , y’know . circumstances can change in the blink of an eye , so it’s good to be adaptable . with martial arts , it’s the same . that’s why , there are some of us who’ll spend their entire lives practicing and memorizing different styles . ‘
of course , there were still the likes of shuwen who became monsters practicing just a single strike innumerable times . no doubt he would have given this lesson differently , but yan qing tries to not let the thought influence him . ‘ i’m sure you’ll get the hang of it someday , master . you’ll master your own style and start ta look like a real pro . then , when ya stand in front of an enemy , you’ll be all ‘puwa’ too ! ’ to really produce aura like that , though … ‘ i’m a little curious . master , when you’re faced with an enemy , what’s the first thing you think ? ‘
her eyes widen, a look of steady determination popping up. “you’re so smart! yeah!! i should just learn like.. every way possible, so that we’re never taken for surprise!!” ok, but if she’s still standing a bit off balance, that’s not her fault.. she’s learning.
she brightens, a dazzling smile on her face. “really? you think so? i’ll be puwa just like you??” she’s a bit bubbly.. but she can be serious too! her head tilts, shifting back into a normal standing position. “when i see an enemy..? mostly, i think about if you guys will be ok.. it’s hard, since i usually don’t know much about them.. but i usually look at their weapons! or their clothes..! their faces? sometimes.. the enemy looks scared.. it’s a little harder to hurt them, when they do-- i know i don’t have the time to try and befriend everyone.. but i wish i could! then maybe none of you would ever have to fight at all.. and we could just fix things peacefully..”
she holds up a small fist. “but at the end of the day, you guys are my priority! so if they make moves to hurt any of you, i won’t stand for it..!”
big sniffle. she’s been sick.
assassin:
it’s starting to feel a little lonely , so it’s time to go somewhere . anywhere .
waving. shh! she lifts up a finger to her mouth but uses the waving hand to direct him closer.
