Fic is hardly dead. Just chugging very slowly.
Before the usual thought input, I’d like to raise a note about something that irks me with the story. Because of the medium, and my background in filmmaking, the clash over setting a scene and word count continues. I like painting vivid scenes before I execute them, but that inevitably pushes the word count and limits my space for dialogue. As evidenced by this fragment in particular, I’d love to go into aimless talks that embody absolute slice of life, but it comes into conflict with pushing reveals, descriptions, actor blocking, etc.
Just a tiny exasperation of mine. If I could draw, FoC would definitely have been a comic series instead. But it is what it is.
So to address the big elephant in the room: It was my intent to introduce the Hakunos for years, as SKYS was well aware of. The introduction changed and shifted over time, and it was a decision weighed very heavily because of the sheer influence they carry for Moon Cell servants. In the end, every decision about them was solidified, and though many will probably hope for a bigger role, they will get one that fits this fanfic universe appropriately. As stated many times before, this is a story for ‘new’ masters.
To be honest, I was a bit ‘meh’ about writing two romance-centric fragments back to back, but it was inevitable because of the nature of the servant in question. Though it was a small joke in the entry itself, Tamamo’s character and romantic/devoted ideals go hand in hand. That’s not to say she doesn’t have other aspects to her vivid character that wasn’t shown and explored, but it plays a big part.
The real trouble was the same with the other major protag servants: It’s hard to really make anything new with someone so fleshed out. All I could do was offer a big reveal, fun foreshadowing, and plenty of relaxing moments in her current life. There were several more interactions I wished to jump on, but I felt it was necessary to touch upon the bigger ones to further flesh out some of the dynamics. I’ll have to slip in other ones in the background somehow.
Teaser: To serve one’s ruler was a high honor, no matter how mundane nor impossible the task. To do so elegantly, flawlessly, and precisely was a balance long refined. The chance to do so again was not missed, even as a mere server, and occasionally a spy once more. For the sake of their loving queen’s smile, they’d be whatever she wished them to be.