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パジャマパーティー by 浅月のりと
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パジャマパーティー by 浅月のりと
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Part of a thing I’m probs never gonna finish..
Some various older doods
My best girl!!!
Some fate doods from way back after the most recent movie
!!!! | Magicians
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Disclaimer: I do not own Fate/Stay Night, Or any subsequent pieces of fiction there in. This is purely a fictional work by an amateur Fanfiction Author.
Fate/Stay Night: Shattered Destinys
Chapter 0: History doesn’t repeat, it merely rhymes
Shirou’s eyes snapped open, his hand clutching at his heart, breath labored from the nightmare he had escaped.
He was there again, the hell that had ruined and changed him, a Crucible for the man he’d become. That was the norm, he’d never allow himself to forget that night, he didn’t deserve to be saved from it.
What most certainly wasn’t normal was the man shadowing him. Like a shadow cloaked in darkness, nothing distinguishing him from any other. The man stepped toward him, grasping his arm.
“Hey, that’s hell you're walking into”
The most memorable part of his dream. Made all the strangers by the fact it was the last thing he heard.
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“Mhmm damnit, 5 more minutes….”
The alarm didn’t take her advice to heart
Despite her best efforts, the alarm refused to cease its cacophony. It’s harsh ringing penetrating even the thickest blanket. Tohsaka rin was many things;
A first rate magus,
A genius in all but title,
And even a pretty good Bajiquan practitioner,
But never a morning person.
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“Kirei, how is it that a servant of god can justify atrocities against man?”
The king spoke jovially with his partner. In life, he would’ve probably preferred better than a fallen priest, but a contract was a contract, and no True king would ever renege on a promise
“I believe it was a great philosopher who once said…”
The dying child’s final breaths causing only a moment's pause in talk
“… that the only difference between Angels and Devils is often where one stands at the time”
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“You Vile Witch!”
She should have known this would be the outcome, even if he wasn’t a wretched excuse for a mage, no one likes their life being messed with by others.
“Caster, I order you by my command spell, Kill yourself!”
The red Stigmata shone bright as the mana was fully depleted. A smile grew across Atrum’s face, but soured when Medea’s did the same.
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“Sakura, we need to talk”
The hollow eyes of a girl who just wanted to be loved gazed into those of a man who wanted much the same.
“The war will begin soon, you’ll need to prepare for the summoning, grandfather says you should meet him in the cellar”
He visibly tensed whenever he spoke of Zouken, even if he never truly had been harmed by the Lich-patriarch of his family.
She began to disrobe, not like it wasn’t anything shinji hadn’t seen before, and it would be better for everyone if her good clothes weren’t ruined by the worms.
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Illiyasveil gazed onto the morning dew from on high, the windows of the Einzbern castle clear of morning frost.
“My Lady, we’ve found him”
Her smile twisted into a sickly grin, like a mad man who’d just escaped the asylum
“And what did the traitor name him? What did the bastard who killed mother call him?”
She spat the final words out, unladylike and Inpatient.
“His name is Shirou, Shirou Emiya”
And with that, her war had begun.
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Bazett Fraga Mcremitz, bearer of Fragaroich, Master Of Ireland’s child of light, A sealing designated magus of the association….
Complete fool.
Her servant stolen, her pride destroyed, her arm taken, her life…
“Those wounds are grievous”
It wasn’t Cú, it wasn’t that bastard kirei….
“arghh”
He lifted her up into his arms.
“Hold on, your not dying tonight”
She’d never been the religious type, but thanking god is appropriate when you’ve been saved by an angel.
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“I’m running out of patience, and time”
The old lich played with the catalyst, a white ceramic mask, stained with dried blood on both sides.
“Heheh”
The cellar door creaked open, the clack of shoes on cobblestone unmistakable. She was rather quick to come, perhaps in her own twisted way, she was beginning to enjoy these sessions.
Even if she failed him like the others, he’d have his backup.
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Soichiro Kuzuki.
He’d have to keep repeating it to himself or he could ruin his persona. A simple man, teach students, care for the shrine, shepherd Issei. Was it the ideal retirement, no, But it was better than a shallow grave.
The wet soil underfoot squelched with every foot step, his path deviated every night, learning the land, knowing paths, finding places to hide if need be.
And on this night, finding a stranger. Bloody and beaten, she’d probably be dead within the hour, several severe external wounds and more than likely more internal injuries.
Leave her, she’s already gone
Complications get you killed
Yes, she’s more trouble than she’s worth.
But then again….
All people are opportunities waiting to happen
Maybe I’m going soft
He let out an inaudible sigh
“Those Wounds are grievous”
She spat blood onto his suit
He’d made up his mind
“Hold on, your not dying tonight”
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He was Furious, she’s not even blood and he chose her. Who the hell was she to take away his chance at the grail. A filthy whore who won the generic lottery in all aspects.
“I’ll show her and grandfather I can, she’s nothing but a Usurper, a stand in. She’s nothing more than a catalyst”
He’d prove it, to them and all the rest. The Matou, no, The Makiri weren’t out of this race yet.
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Author's note.
I know this is a weird way of doing an intro chapter, but I’m still trying to get the hang of proper writing, I’m no Neoalfa or Coeur Al’Aran yet, so If I can’t out write them, I’ll at least make it interesting.
I wanted to do an intro of general characters who are going to be important, mostly excluding servants. I don’t know if I want to do an intro for servants, as they really shine when interacting with their respective masters and opponents.
As for the story going forward, as the title suggests, I’m trying to only use original source material (the OG visual novel and HAs visual novel along with the various anime and manga) but doing something along the lines of a “what if masters and servants flipped and a couple plot points caused a butterfly effect?” So while it’s going to in parts be treading over some of the same stuff, it’s going to be a bit different in a bunch of ways.
Feel free to suggest ideas or critic, I’d much rather hear hurtful criticism than disappoint people that care.
Bonding With Illya
Next time. Choose your words wisely.
i love how both rin and shirou are so alike
they both want to save the world (shirou in the "Im going to be a hero" way and rin in the "someone needs to save this world and let's face it, that person it's me") and both have raised separately sisters who highkey resent them but lowkey love them a huge fucking lot
name a more iconic duo
cool birthday gift concept: an unusable custom dunkin donuts gift card.
Loving your Sister Poll Tournament: Round 1
