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noircisaint replied to your post:  “‘Sup. Master, Servants. It’s me, your unfavorite...

❝ It’s a shame you aren’t actually gone through. ❞

 “I know, right? But un-fortunately for you, I will stick around as long as this shitty Order goes.”

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 “‘Sup. Master, Servants. It’s me, your unfavorite Zero Star Servant. Just to point out I ain’t dead, just ignoring the bunch of you because I hate you.”

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dekirukoto replied to your post: “Ah. I’m beat… Is the event over yet? I’m tired...

pats Angra. Thank you for all of your hard work

 “Just words of encouragement  won’t be enough, give me a Grail or something.”

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 “Ah. I’m beat... Is the event over yet? I’m tired of fighting BB, now. Mastaaaaah, you better give me a well deserved gift or a week in the second archive to rest.”

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 We all know too well you’re bringing me to fight horny nun again because of my affinity to Beasts, but damn at least take me to dinner first. You think I like getting punched by a giant horny Boddhisavasta every time without a reward?”

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「 ILLUSTRATED BY: TAKASHI TAKEUCHI 」

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I FINALLY GOT HIM

THE STUPID SON OF A GUN FINALLY CAME TO ME AFTER THREE YEARS

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goddessmile replied to your photo: I FINALLY GOT HIM THE STUPID SON OF A GUN FINALLY...

i can’t believe my fucking bf got him in the jp server and he still doesn’t come to me what a fucking bitch

Here’s to hoping you don’t suffer the same as I did, three years of fp gacha and countless burned 4* dupes just to get more fp for burn for him. That’s something I wouldn’t wish to anyone

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I FINALLY GOT HIM

THE STUPID SON OF A GUN FINALLY CAME TO ME AFTER THREE YEARS

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"When I get to be horny any other day you guys act like you lose your goddamn mind. But now you’re the ones horny. Let others be horny when they please. Hand holding and all that shit, whatever kinks you have, don’t restrain yourselves to one day.”

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fakepriest·:

Kotomine Kirei had just felt something in his chest for the first time in ten years.

Such a sensation was located where his heart could not be, but he felt it. Nothing was beating, no–an impossible occurrence that would never happen again; but it was a pull towards someone, or perhaps something, to which he was undoubtedly connected in more than one way.

The other’s appearence would have, indeed, made the man raise an eyebrow at the very least, for his resemblance to a certain teenager had been far too striking–were he not so completely taken with the actual identity of the stranger waving his hand so casually.

It was then that a smile appeared on the priest’s face, as he took quick steps towards him.

God must have indeed been smiling upon him, for once.

“Your presence was quite unexpected.”

It was what he had been searching for during all these years.

“Your survival is the unexpected thing here, Priest.”

The will of the Holy Grail sneers, he would tell him of the curse he had put on him after giving him the black heart. An impossible occurrence, an event that many of the possibilities of the Kaleidoscope would deny. But if this happened just now, well, better enjoy it as much as he could.

“Well, do tell. What are you up to now? I doubt you simply followed a normal life, I’ve seen you die many times, so seeing you alive is quite a big surprise. Do tell.”

He may now be teasing, but speaking with the dead, an actual dead person, not a Heroic Spirit was a first. “Kotomine Kirei.” His tone, serious, a rare occasion all in all. “You weren’t supposed to be alive, and your actions affected a woman, almost killing her. And you know, I ended up being fond of her. Hope you don’t mind seeing miss Lady in suit walking around.”

He laughed, breaking the serious tone he had a moment ago. “You absolute madman, I gave you one more chance and boy did you use it to it’s fullest.”

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drxgonharted·:

——’Fake’, huh…? It’s been a while since he’s heard that one. Despite the biting nature of the phrasing, Sieg didn’t seem to be all that bothered by it. It was, after all, the truth wasn’t it? He wasn’t a Heroic Spirit like the others, nor was he like those who held no legend to their name existing as nameless entities, or even like the anti-heroes. He wasn’t even the real Sieg, merely a terminal for the one who, for the sake of an old promise, willingly chose to remained in his eternal isolation. He was a fake in the truest, most unalloyed sense of the word.

Crimson irises slowly shift from the pages of his book and towards Avenger, expression perplexed, and blinking rapidly a few times as before folding the corner of a page and setting it down to his side. As he spoke, Sieg felt a sudden and very potent sense of of unease for some reason the moment grail is brought up, along with the fact that his had been corrupted for some reason or another. As much as he wanted to ask about that, Sieg somehow felt that it would be a bad idea (at least for the moment). 

“Well—I do certainly appreciate the offer, Avenger, but where it is now, no one can possibly get to it, so there’s really no need for you to worry.” He replied, oddly not waving away the promise of violence towards Amakusa Shirou. Odd, that.  “Um…why are you interested in it all of a sudden?”

Well, the kid truly seemed deep in thought after his words. It wasn’t that deep, Angra Mainyu thought, but of course he simply couldn’t be half-assed to think deeply of it. He didn’t think fondly of Heroic Spirits, him being one quite ironically.

“Hm, well. Guess that’s a thing to remove of my list to do.” He shrugged in an exaggerated manner, noting that the homunculus didn’t mind the promise to beat the Ruler.

“Why, well. You wouldn’t believe it.” He makes it to be exaggerated, and while it was quite of a big deal, he didn’t care of it, after all, in this place filled with Heroes, he would be dealt with so easily.

“I’m the will of the Holy Grail. As such, what I do, is what the Grail wants to do. No, no. Don’t get me on this, it’s a pain in the ass, I’m not trying to corrupt yours, just trying to keep ‘em safe. Ya see, the Einzberns are the stubborn bunch of assholes, and if they know of a Grail that is not corrupted they will try to get their claws on it.”

“Boring stuff, isn’t? I think it is. But well, since you eased the worry of the Grail being in a place no one can reach, then... I can know the hell you are, sorry, missed the introductions, I don’t care of them much.”

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devilsndragons‌:

“Don’t give me that, me.” One arm pulling the other Avenger into a huddle. “It ain’t a matter of liking or not. Yada yada, ‘course those bastards are on the top of my shitlist. But when you have a title like mine - ours, then I wanna live up to it some days.”

“‘sides, if I can’t even be a bad boy, where’s my damn appeal, eh? Only so long I can rely on the sword boy’s body to attract others~”

 “Hah!” Laughing at the words of the Avenger, he kept being surprised by him. “I don’t remember ever living up to that title ever in our damned existence as Angra Mainyu. Didn’t we also deduce this? Humans are the Real Evil of this world I... We are the confirmed top weakest Servant around here!”

  “Eeeeh~!? I know, I know. Swordboy can’t help us for long. But so what!? It’s not like we re looking for a girl... Are you?”

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  Oh, dear ol’ other me has lost his touch on being evil? Hm, I don’t ever remember liking being evil. I know, Angra Mainyu name and all but if you become that, then you’re giving that damned old village what they wanted. And we hate those fuckers to death, don’t we?”

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dranridire‌:

“..His name is ARTHUR.” Although she was a bit aggressive in correcting the Avenger, she was ironically pretty calm about his existence – much like him, she felt a slight FELLOWSHIP with him. Perhaps it was because of their personalities, or maybe it was due to something else, in time she’d figure such a thing out. 

“I don’t know. I want to not care about it anymore, about not being accepted, about being rejected, and about never earning my rightful place at the throne; but I can’t help but feel ANGRY when I see him. I want nothing to do with him, but at the same time, I want to be accepted – acknowledged as a son.” A shrug was given after she finished speaking. Surely he didn’t mean to get so serious, but it was the only response she felt was proper.

 “Oh, scary~.” The Avenger laughs, sure he did expect the aggressive tone coming from the Saber of Red. Granted if someone bad mouth your father, you would retaliate, not him of course. Granted, there was the sensation of fellowship still lingering on the air. He wanted to know what caused it, but well, something to think about later.

  “I see daddy’s son has grown up a bit.” He scratches his nose, teasing her. “It’s easy, kid. Do other things, find yourself a partner or something, that person, Saber, well. He’s hardheaded, and with the giant amount of shit here, I doubt he’ll have time for ya. Better forget of the past, but that’s just me.” He shrugs, now he wouldn’t want to have a sword on his chest thanks for his words.

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☾ = being found shirtless .

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 “T’hell.” It was just a random stroll to kill time, he knew every single corridor and room of the installation, why would the most useless Servant want to know of this? Because of this one scenario, who knows how the hell these were capable of being in the same place with the same body without any issues, after all. Avenger was possessing a Emiya Shirou from a different timeline, pretty much he spilled the beans once he got ascended for the first time. And now, the worst case scenario was happening and in some manner.

Sure, Angra Mainyu may have been shirtless pretty much ALL the time, but finding his vessel shirtless was just so damn annoying, how does a young man develop a body so toned with just basic exercises, it didn’t made one sliver of sense but yet, here he was. The damn Hero of Justice wannabe wearing half of his birthday suit.

  “Hey asshole, I know you’re aware of your good body, but damn it. Have some shame.” Irony at its finest. “Put a damn shirt and get out of my sight before I pluck a dagger on your chest.”

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