That's why they were black sails.
...Thinking back, all I ever did was hurt people. With sound. With my bow. With words. I hurt those close to me, those I loved. I hurt everyone, again and again.
Kariya had trapped them both in his hellscape, in this unending nightmare of a grail war. He had a goal, and both of them would give everything their bodies had left toward that goal. Even if there was astonishingly little of either of them left. A voiceless suit of armor and a corpse full of worms.
But there were still flowers, and still air left in Kariya’s lungs, and still strength in Lancelot’s hands.
This was not over yet.
HAPPY HALLOWEEN I FORGOT TO POST THIS YESTERDAY!!!! my submissions for @fatedtime's horror zine! the second piece is a collab with my lovely friend, al omyott, who's ao3 can be found here~ i am very very normal about these two characters and flower theming i promise
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Carry me home Chapter 2 [Matou Rin au]
Synopsis: When Zouken approached him about one of his daughters, he knew what to do. Rin and Sakura had equal potential, but Rin showed signs of being a prodigy, and had an affinity to the five elements. She would have been the perfect child for him to teach. That was why his first choice was Sakura. Her affinity for imaginary numbers would have made her a more difficult student. But Zouken requested Rin instead. The Matou’s magecraft used the water element, and Sakura’s element wasn’t compatible. Rin however, was a perfect match.
Pairing: Hakuno kishinami x Rin Tohsaka
Wordcount: 3k words
Read on AO3
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You Gotta Party Hearty
Fandom: Fate/Zero, Hellsing Ultimate Abridged
Summary:
Kariya Matou doesn't summon his expected Berserker in the Fourth Holy Grail War.
Instead, he gets a wild dog without a leash, sporting an Andrew W.K. mixtape.
Read the fic here and check out an excerpt/my thoughts below!
Excerpt:
A vampire.
A blood-sucking, ghoul creating, pants-wettingly terrifying vampire.
This wasn’t good.
Well, it wasn’t before, what with Rider deciding to go and advertise himself to the other parties in the War.
But this was just plain, flat, good-old-fashioned bad.
Waver backed up as far as he could in Rider’s chariot, and even the man’s steeds seemed startled by the revelation. Rider, for his part, appeared more bemused than anything else. “Really, now? I can’t think of many vampires in the Throne of Heroes, save one...would you happen to be-”
“Ah, ah, ah,” Berserker interrupted, wagging one of his fingers (the middle one, Saber noted with disgust) in response. “You can’t just say who I am, it ruins half the fun!”
“You literally just said his name a minute ago,” Lancer argued, his spears aimed squarely at Berserker’s chest.
“Well, yeah, but he shouted it to the heavens! He wants to put a target on his back,” Berserker shrugged, twirling one of his guns for effect, “Or his face, or any other part of his admittedly rugged form, that’s on him.”
“That begs the question, then-how did you know of where we hailed from, Berserker?” Saber asked, gaze narrowed. “I doubt you’re the type for research, unless it involves showboating.”
“Well, gee, I wonder,” Berserker replied, strolling back towards Saber and Lancer. “How could I ever tell where the knight with the overgrown pool noodle and the knight with the multicolor rave sticks came from, especially when they talk in the thickest possible accents despite each and every one of us talking in goddamned Japanese?” The two kept their weapons drawn as he walked in between and past the two. “It’s a fucking mystery, that’s for sure.”
“I don’t quite like your tone,” Lancer grumbled.
“I don’t quite like him, period,” Saber added through gritted teeth.
“Really? I guess you can put that on your shit list with “sleeves” and “not sticking your dick in crazy" respectively, I suppose.”
Author's Note: This one holds a special spot in my heart for letting me have the chance to explore a wilder, more raunchy style of writing than I usually get up to. I thought that the dynamic of the more free-wheeling Abridged Alucard would make for a fun contrast to both Kariya Matou--himself a fascinating exploration of What Not to Do in an Evil Wizard War, imo--and the other Servants. I leaned a little too hard, in hindsight, on direct Abridged references and pop culture elements...but to be fair, the same might be said for a lot of abridged series in themselves, so maybe it was just the natural vibe.
I had an ending in mind for this, but over the years (with inspiration ebbing and flowing), I've for now decided to leave it as is. Maybe I'll return someday. That's for fate to decide.
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I would love to read about genderbent Kariya Matou. I think her motives would be the same, but her interactions with the rest of the cast would be different. Her anger about the treatment of Sakura and resentment towards Zouken/Tokiomi would come from a place of how how Magi treat women in their family. It would also be nice to see Berserker Lancelot break from his madness to treat her nicely. (Worms may or may not be included).
Interesting!
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