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“I shall be your knight and I shall follow your orders, so long as they are just. I shall be your sword and shield, your weapon and armor, for as long as you have need of me, Master. You will have my loyalty and I shall fight for you as I fought for my King.”

Independent sideblog for Sir Gareth of the Round Table as portrayed in Fate/Grand Order. Semi-selective. Heavily headcanon dependent with both a Saber and a Rider version.

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His words were filled with confidence, her tongue spoke his own truth. She did not think he was wrong per se; however, he was not right in her eyes. Tamamo was a stubborn master, a master who did not have a wish still. She was selfish, she was greedy — that was right, but because of those characteristics, she obtained everything she had now. Money, power, knowledge. Everything, almost everything. 

— I don’t want that. I don’t need that. I already have enough power and wealth. Trying to achieve something more will leave me with no humanity. 

     ❝ Do not be a fool. ❞ 

Her words were strangely cold and calm. Tamamo let herself show that part of her true nature. She was a rational person, a person who knew that his confidence would be his downfall. You should never think that you are above everyone until there is no one left. 

      ❝ The victory is assured? That confidence had led many warriors to their death. Never underestimate your enemies, Rider-san. That is one way to become unable to take fights seriously, ❞  did she just… scold him? Yes, that seemed just right. As if he was a little boy who thought that only pure violence can lead him to the all-time-wanted victory. A fool, truly.  ❝ And I seek for something that Holy Grail cannot give me, but I must achieve with my own powers. I still think that this golden cup is nothing but an Adam’s and Eve’s apple. Once you’ll take a bite of it, you will never be able to turn back. ❞ 

She...Actually scolded him.

Achilles sure hadn’t seen the scolding she’d delivered coming, truth be told...In fact, he hadn’t expected her to call him a fool, either. But, at least he gained something from that, as well: a hint to what she wanted. Maybe it was a friend? Something to cure what he perceived as gloominess?

“...Haa. Well, I can’t say I expected to be called the fool for that. But, with my invincibility, lesser Servants wouldn’t be able to harm me, unless they knew about my weak area. And even if they knew, my speed would make it difficult for them to hit me without divine assistance, and that isn’t including my chariot...”

He might or might not be throwing some shade towards Paris and Apollo there, if his emphasis of the word ‘without’ was any indication. He’ll never forgive those two for killing him with such an underhanded tactic, even if he has to ally with them at some point. But, he was getting off-topic in his mind, again. He should really focus on his Master, and not the past.

He could always get even with those two in Hades’ domain, after all.

“Regardless, I’m serious about the fact that this war might be over swiftly, in our favor, no less. With my Noble Phantasms, I’m a frighteningly formidable opponent, and you’re a skilled Magus yourself, Master. Put that together, and I’d wager we’re the strongest duo in this mess of a conflict, no matter how overconfident I am. I’d say that overconfidence of mine is well-earned, if we consider that fact.” 

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Okay, so! I think I’ve gotten the hang of Achilles again...Maybe...But! I know I owe stuff, though if you’d like to have interactions with Achilles, could you like this so I know who to reach out and poke?

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       ❝ … ❞ 

To not be so gloomy? She was not gloomy by all means. She was just purely annoyed with his gesture. Tamamo wanted to have a nice quiet evening, but nope. Her servant just wanted to start stroking her hair again. Well, it felt nice, sure, but damn. It was getting annoying. She felt as if he was treating her as a child! 

— Ah, he’s doing it again. Saying that I am above them all. He is not wrong, but he is not right as well. I only wish for people to— Wait, why do I feel such a strong sense of deja vu? 

        ❝ I would smile if you will treat me like a woman I am, ❞ she pouted and crossed her hands over her chest. She liked her hair: it was silky and smooth, it smelled nice, and in the mixture of her golden eyes, she was truly a beauty. 

        ❝ And, ❞ she finally slapped his hand off her head and did a step to the right.  ❝ I do not wish to be above everyone else. I am not a ruler nor I wish to be. I think that the role of a HARLOT would be more suitable for someone like me, don’t you think? Plus, I have no clue what my wish might be. I do not seek power, I seek— ❞

— I seek for the cure of soltitude.

 Tamamo was always alone. The Fox master could only sigh for she never knew what her heart wanted the most. She didn’t change since she was eighteen years old. She didn’t change at all. 

“Well,” Achilles chuckled a bit at his Master’s slapping of his hand from her head. Ah, she never did cease to amuse him...Maybe that was why he liked this lonely girl so much? Though, it didn’t help his perception of seeing her as gloomy when he saw her sigh like that, or refer to herself as a harlot. Sure, he didn’t really question why she called herself such, but it made her look really gloomy in his opinion.

“You may not wish to be a ruler, Master, but with me at your side, you might as well be one by now. Our victory’s already all but assured thanks to my Noble Phantasms, so all you need to do is think of a wish that befits you. Just leave the heavy lifting to me, won’t you? I know you’re quite capable, but my duty as a Servant is to do the fighting for you, you know? Just place your faith in me, Ms. Self-Proclaimed Ha--Hm?”

She cut herself off suddenly, startling the Rider. What was it she sought, if not power? Maybe he should needle at her for more information? After all, he’d gladly fight for it, considering his position...

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solisnumen:

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    ❝ Rider-san, you are my servant, but you keep petting my head… Please, stop, ❞  Tamamo was not a child. She was not. She was an adult just like he was. The early twenties, sure, but she felt older. Her dreams were waking her up several times at night. She could still remember that lingering feel to her previous dream. Plus, she had found many pieces of evidence about her body and her own existence. Not so good, pray tell. 

    ❝ I am a woman, not a kid. I see your actions as an insult to my beauty and body. ❞

“I didn’t think there was a problem with it myself, Master. Relax a little, would you? It wouldn’t kill you to smile when somebody like myself is lavishing you with affection, especially with this festering pus of a world we live in. You don’t want to be as gloomy as everyone else, do you? Of course you don’t; you’re above them, right?”

There was an amused chortle from the Servant, before he finally heeded his Master’s request to cease petting her. This one really was interesting, he had to admit...Even if she was a bit prideful in his (hypocritical) opinion, but he overlooked that as casually as he was speaking to her.

That still didn’t excuse how he’d pet her head, though, even if her hair felt nice in his opinion.

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"A Hero...? Ha," Tamamo let out a chuckle at his words. He was so full of himself, it was amazing. "Exactly, a Hero like you should make me want to kill you. Don't you know, Achilles-san, I am your polar opposite. I am the one who is cursed by humans like you and who curses them back. So, having a hero like is actually tiring," the Fox crossed her hands over her chest. "And mhmm~ If I can help goshujin-sama, then I would like to go whenever I can. But being stuck with some annoying people..."

She styled herself as someone that cursed humans after being cursed by them, hm? That got a raised eyebrow from Achilles, for certain…But, unfortunately, it didn’t stop him from continuing his petting. In fact, his smirk only widened at that. Was he deriving some enjoyment from this, aside from the reasons stated before?

Though, what she said got another laugh from him, along with a more sincere smile on his face. By the gods, this one really was entertaining, he had to admit. He liked that.

“It seems that’s the price you must pay to be with Master, little Caster. Even if we’re polar opposites, as you say, we have to co-exist because Master desires it. So, it seems you’ll be dealing with little, ‘annoying’ me for the foreseeable future, Caster. You’d best get used to it, unless you’d rather be as gloomy as this festering pus of a world we live on.

Besides, you’d be rather hard pressed to kill me, you know?"

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"You are, by all means, weird, Achilles-san," the fox said as she sighed. This man was a pain, truly. Didn't he understand that touching her was forbidden? She was ready to bite him like a real fox, but his strength stat was far more higher than hers. "Mou~ goshujin-sama is out with that rotten empress and that nothing-of-an-idol lizard girl. And I'm stuck here, because I've going out on a mission five times in a row. And more importantly... do you even have a clue how you should treat ladies?"

Her words brought a laugh out of the green-haired Servant. Of course he knew how to treat ladies! He just didn’t see fit to practice such a thing, though it didn’t hurt that her fur (and hair) were soft. Besides, even if she looked agitated, Achilles was confident in his invincibility’s ability to protect him…

At least, so long as she didn’t go for his heel. If she had the wisdom to do so, then he’d be in a world of hurt.

“If I didn’t know better, Caster, I’d take your words as an insult. Besides, at least somebody is acknowledging you, no? If I were in your position, I’d be grateful that a legendary hero like myself is seeing fit to do this. Plus, are you really jealous of that Saber and Lancer for working while you have the chance to rest? You’re supposed to be above them, aren’t you? Plus, you could use this time that Master has granted you to find ways to make your craft even deadlier, couldn’t you?”

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Send “ Tell me that you love me, even if it's fake.”  for my muse’s reaction

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chimericlunarmagi:

son-of-thetis replied to your post: “You know, Master, most people watch their…

“I don’t believe it matters, Master. Judging at your reaction, it might as well have been about women dancing nude.” He’s definitely doing it to get a rise out of poor Hakuno. The poor lad.

“It does matter! Anyone would get embarrassed if they were accused of that, Rider!” Hakuno huffed, turning away from the Servant to close the video. It was clear from day one that Achilles seemed to enjoy tormenting him. With a sigh, he tried to rub the embarrassed blush from his face. 

“I-I’m not watching anything like that. It’s just for exercises!”

“Now see, this is the thing, Master...That is where our opinions diverge. Your embarrassed blush says volumes more than that mouth of yours, you realize. There isn’t anything wrong with doing so, Master. Just admit that what you were observing might as well have been nude women dancing, and everything will be just fine.”

Achilles knew damn well that it was, in all likelihood, just an aerobics video as Hakuno said. But, he saw a chance to snipe at his Master, and took it proudly. Frankly, it was one of the best ways to entertain himself in this ‘Moon Cell’, if he said so himself. It was far more entertaining than that priest fellow, at any rate.

...He wasn’t about to remember the conversation, either. He needed to prioritize on making his Master squirm with embarrassment!

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"No! These fluffy ears and tail are my pride and joy. Don't you start touching it, Rider-san!" Tamamo held her hand protectively as she was looking at the man before her. Comparing to him, Caster was petite and adorable, but this was the woman who held the world record in murder and the one who was called one of the Three Greatest Youkai of Japan. Truly, a monster. "Mou~ At least, ask! Or I'm not gonna assist you on our next mission."

Well, that wasn’t quite the response Achilles had expected. It was humorous, sure, but he’d have expected more of a lashing out response. Or, maybe that was just his opinions. Regardless, her fur was quite soft, he had to admit. He’d put a hand in the petite Caster’s hair to rub one of her ears with a smirk on his face.

“Come now, Caster. Surely you’ll allow me to do this? After all, it isn’t as if I’m proposing to you, is it? Or, is this how you foreign Heroic Spirits do this sort of thing?”

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Oh, uh...Wow. I can’t believe this blog broke 100 followers while I was...Er...Okay, I got caught up in games, and I’m so sorry. But, still, the fact that you guys are so patient with me is really touching? Bless you all!

...Speaking of, I should probably make more of an effort on my end, ehehe.

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“Now, there’s something I can’t fully agree with, you know. A woman’s love isn’t as permanent as the glory you get from honoring your homeland in bloody combat. In fact, I’m pretty sure that’s a fickle thing compared to everlasting glory and honor. Honor is eternal, and love…Well, isn’t, as far as I’m concerned.“

✞   “H’oh? I must admit, Rider, I was not expecting your reply. Your temperament came to me as one that was strangely carefree for the acclaimed Achilles from legends. I had assumed you would enjoy pleasures of ardor. …In a way, I am relieved. I apologize for gathering falsities under your name.” Executing another’s acumen without grounds is worthy of recompense and one she now finds partial shame in. Allow her the privilege of making amends!

      “Eventually, I know that I will wish to cross paths with you on the battlefield, be it a spar of friendly banter or a grind of wits. Until then, will you give me your company? Master requires accessories from the city to aid with this month’s festivities.”

“Well, if it’s something that Master needs, then I’ll go with you. Just know that should we meet on the field of battle, you’d not get any mercy, King of Knights. My Duel Field would ensure that you fought to your last, as well as keep any meddlers out...Now, to get back on subject...What, exactly, did Master need regarding these festivities? I don’t care too much for this sort of thing, but if it must be done, then there is no avoiding it.”

There was a bit of a huff at Achilles’ words, primarily at the end. He’d rather be spilling blood against worthy foes, enemies that could actually pierce his invulnerability and make him tremble with excitement, truth be told...But, Master came first. And, as a Servant, even Achilles had to honor that. It’d stain his pride as a Servant to do otherwise.

Besides, a chance to talk with someone like this was something that didn’t come often when you fought to protect the world. “By the way, I will forgive you for making assumptions. But, next time, I’d strongly suggest saying them in a position where my spear cannot easily pierce your valuable places...For your own safety, of course.”

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       “Hah, you’d be wiser to put a leash on your tongue ‘great Achilles’, for it appears to be faster than your own thoughts! You speak boldly. Too boldly.”

That youngster, the hero of ancient Greece? Lancer wondered how much of his legendary invincibility held true as servant. He stemmed his partisan against the ground on its butt, raising a brow at the suggestion.  

        “You did not strike me as a mage to possess such an ability. But it makes it easier, we would not have to worry about causing any damage to the facility. Very well, I, Vlad III, accept your offer for a fair fight…”

A chuckle slipped him. Already he was considering whether and how to fight this man without aiming for his heel. A challenge for his creativity, to find a loop-hole while standing his ground against a hero of immeasurable fame. After all, this was supposed to be a fair fight - and fair to Vlad meant that his own chances of victory had to be in the decimals, if not negatives. 

Though while his tone and mood were thoroughly jovial, the thudding feeling in his gut didn’t let up and distracted from the good mood. He was certain to have never fought this servant before, but was that right? Perhaps he didn’t, but ‘he’, his royal aspect did. It may explain this, or perhaps it was something else… but shaking these thoughts off, he gathered his focus. Even if it was a spar, it’d demand all of his skill. 

Hah? It was true that Achilles was no mage; in fact, he was more of a warrior than one that practiced magecraft! However, Chiron had made sure he received a full education before allowing him to ‘graduate’ from his teachings, including some basic knowledge of magic. And, Achilles had only really developed the Duel Field for use against Hector of Troy while avenging Patroclus...

Still, that aside, it would be a fine match. If this Servant was, indeed, related to the Lancer of Black (and even if he wasn’t), he wouldn’t be able to back down once the Duel Field was raised...Still, to be fair, he should probably emphasize that little point, in case his opponent forgot. He didn’t want there to be any kind of misconception down the road, especially after the Field had been raised.

That would just be more inconvenient, than anything, really.

“Let’s hope you don’t end up eating those words, alright? Once the Field’s up, there’s no escape until one of us surrenders. Like I said before, we can fight as hard as we want while it’s up, so don’t get cold feet before I’m done educating you in how to really use a spear, you metal-encased geezer.

And, who knows? Maybe, by some miracle granted by the Gods themselves, you’ll teach me a thing about your more ‘modern’ techniques, no matter how inferior they are to my techniques, honed in battle against foes such as the Trojans.”

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motherfreakingtwinkaleidosticks:

“I understand your confusion and frustration, Achilles-sama,” the blue Mystic Code replied to him, bowing as she did so. “But I have chosen you specifically to help restrain my elder sister for a reason.”

Sapphire peered from the corner from where they were hiding. At the end of the hallway was her. The one and only red Kaleidostick. The “Sin Queen”. Ruby seemed very pleased with herself over something and was humming a tune as she merrily hovered along.

“You are one of the stronger Heroic Spirits here in Chaldea, Achilles-sama. I have full confidence in your abilities to stop my elder sister from causing any more mischief and chaos,” Sapphire explained. She stared at the Rider intently, her stoic appearance prompting how urgent this situation is. “Will you help me out?”

...Well, the floating Kaleidostick did have a point in naming him, the great Achilles, as one of Chaldea’s strongest Servants, he had to admit. Plus, as a hero, he couldn’t ignore the common folk’s pleas, could he? ...Plus, he’d already promised to help in order to repay his debt to her by doing this, so he had to keep up his ‘sterling’ reputation somehow.

So, ultimately deciding to accept what he was to do, a sigh escaped him as he lounged against the nearby wall. Well, he had no idea how he was going to capture Ruby, aside from ‘pin her before piercing a gap with his spear’...So, maybe Sapphire had a better idea?

Achilles sure hoped so, or he’d go through with his idea regardless.

“...Since you’re so eager to sing my praises, I suppose I can keep my word (as well as swallow my pride) and lend you my assistance, Sapphire. Now that we’ve squared that away, if you’ve got any strategies on how we’re going to go about stopping your sister, I’d be happy to hear them. While I’d love to just run in and pin your sister with my spear, I doubt that’d work real well if she’s got something planned.”

The Hero and the (attempted) subduing of the Kaleidostick? (closed rp with motherfreakingtwinkaleidosticks)