#Supportive and protective dad Artorias

[kingarise]

There is Only One Master of Me

Blue eyes gazed around the chamber with thinly veiled distaste, tapping a nail on her goblet in an attempt to calm herself but it only made her more agitated. As if sensing the young human’s loosely leashed temper, the other beings at the party shied away from her, giving her a large berth, walking past her as if on eggshells and those closest to her containing their gossip to whispers. Not that it helped. Lucette already knew what they were whispering about, the constant glances between her and her target of wrath making it obvious.

Everyone heard about the rejection of the marriage proposal by her father. Everyone knows about his failure of the Wolf Knight’s grand test.

And everyone most certainly knew that Lucette was furious with her once lover. Alessio had failed her. Whatever task her father has asked of the man had apparently been too great for the god kin to handle and he refused. And thus, Artorias refused him as well. As soon as her father told her about Alessio’s refusal to his question, Lucette felt her heart burn with the flames of wrath and throb with the sharp sting of betrayal and heartbreak.

    ‘How did I manage to fall in love with such a coward?! Surely whatever Papa asked him couldn’t have been so arduous to cause a God kin much difficulty! Was he too unintelligent to complete the task or was his pride too stiff to bend? Matters not. If he could not handle Papa, then he most certainly would not have been able to handle me as a wife. What an embarrassment.’

Worse thing was, he had the audacity to show his face at the party and was throwing her longing glances from across the crowd. And yet, still cowered away from her instead of walking up to her himself. Despite his failure, he still expected her to do the work?! Useless!

   ‘Fine. He wants a show, he’ll get one. And the main jester will be him, not me.’ Lucette decided, throwing back the rest of her wine and slamming the cup on the table, standing up, drawing people’s attention.

Thankfully for her, Lord Gwyn wasn’t present at this event. Unfortunately for her, that meant that Ornstein surveyed the event in his place. Symbolic, of course. A statement from the King that whether he was physically present or not, he had eyes and ears everywhere. Hopefully she won’t get another 5 hour lecture about her undignified behavior after this. Or worse, tell her father.

At the thought of the possibility of her father hearing of this, a prickle of doubt crept into her, making her pause. She didn’t want to stress him more than he most likely already is. He was probably hurting from her pain too. But at the memory of Alessio’s empty promises, pathetic begging for another chance as she stormed away from him in tears that day, a storm of anger and recklessness swept her up into its arms and pushed her to call out confidently. Or perhaps it was the wine. She did add in a few drops of God kin alcohol into her own.

   “Lord Alessio!”

At the sound of her voice, all conversation stopped and heads turned, some towards her, others towards the man addressed. Alessio, for a split second, looked like a fish out of water before he schooled his expression into one of docility.

   “My lady?”

Lucette smirked, pleased that he walked into the trap. A dog will always come when called.

   “Do you dance, my lord?”

A hint of a smirk grew on Alessio’s lips, a glimmer of pride sparking in his eyes. He thought that she has calmed down from her anger and came crawling back to him. Poor fool. Even a dog knows to sniff a treat before eating it.

   “If it pleases you, my lady.”

And there it was, the charm that had caused her to fall in love with him in the first place. What a shame that she didn’t know at the time that charm was empty without action behind it. Lesson harshly learned.

Huffing a laugh, she stepped onto the dance floor, the other couples having cleared the space. A crowd of eyes followed the two as they drew closer, soft whispers filling the air alongside tension and anticipation.

   “Play the Volta” She ordered, not looking away from the familiar green eyes before her. As the music filled the room, the two past lovers got into position, starting off with a clap.

   “Lucette.”

Starting to speak already? She had expected he would’ve lasted until after the first jump. But this week has possibly been a lesson to her about her high expectations for this man.

   “You have been avoiding me.”

   ‘No shit, you imbecile.’ She mentally rolled her eyes at the astute observation, giving him a cocky smirk with a head tilt. He gives her a look of confusion, tilting his head in question. They continued the dance, Lucette skipping with a spin on the fifth step, turning once again to meet with Alessio.

   “Let me explain myself-”

   “I wouldn’t recommend that. The last time you tried ended quite terribly, if I recall correctly.” She cut off his weak lead in, her eyes now physically rolling. She is so sick of hearing that sentence. “Let me explain myself,” he says. What a beggar.

   “Very well then. I will state it bluntly. Your father disapproves of me. Always has. Along with that beast of his-”

   “Sif. Her name is Sif. and you will give her due respect.” She interrupted with a hiss, now glaring at him. Any partner that couldn’t respect Sif appropriately was best thrown out. She was being absurdly generous giving him this false disguise of a chance to speak to her again.

   “Sif. They have both disliked me being with you from the start. Your father looks down upon me. For what reason I know not.”

Does he genuinely not understand? Or is his pride tied too tightly around his eyes, blinding him?

   “Hn.”

   “Because they know I would do anything for you.”

Except the necessary thing to get her father’s approval for marriage. Except swallowing his pride.

As they progressed through the dance, she could tell that Alessio was getting tired of the false pretenses of dancing and simply wished to speak with her. Lucette cared not. He will indulge her until she sees fit to stop.

   “Lucette, say something!”

   “What do you want me to say, hm? That I forgive you? Most certainly not. That I love you? That flower has already wilted. I have no words for you. You have made it quite clear that you were never mine.” She hissed at him, her throat growing tighter as the feel of heartache threatened to consume her.

   ‘Hold onto the anger. Hold onto it.’ She moved to do the next step of the dance, turning away from him, but a harsh grip on her bicep pulled her back, stumbling into his embrace, drawing gasps and exclaims of shock from those watching. Before her rage could fully set off for daring to lay a hand on her in such a way, his hands wrapped around her waist, lifting her into the air.

“For Gwyn’s sake, enough of this petty anger. You will always be my Lucette!”

Enough.

With neither warning nor hesitation, she backhanded him across the mouth, causing him to drop her on her feet. Whirling around, Lucette glared at Alessio with eyes of blue fire, mere seconds from ripping off his head right then and there.

   “I am NOT your Lucette! I never was and never will be! And if you think that you could sweet talk me into falling into your arms like some empty headed maiden, you are a bigger fool than my family and I have thought! You would serve better as Sif’s chew toy than a man since that thing behind your eyes and between your ears is empty and lifeless-”

   “Lucette. Enough.”

At the sound of Ornstein’s voice behind her, Lucette bit sharply on her tongue, halting her tirade. As much as she wished to tear him apart right then and there, she knew Ornstein would not appreciate a direct order being ignored. With another sharp look at the pitiful man cowering before her, she gave a small curtesy to Ornstein out of courtesy and made her way to the doors, the crowd hastily parting to let her pass. Before she could leave however, she decided to make an announcement. For any and all of the God kin in the room who wished to try their hand at taming the wolf’s daughter in the future. Spinning around, she faced the crowd again, her gaze sweeping over them with unfaltering heat.

   “There is only one master of me. And he is not in this room.” She called out confidently, daring anyone to argue against her. With that parting message, she turned away and left the party, the doors slamming closed behind her. Let them chew on that. And if they ponder over who she was speaking about, then let them. Only the ones that know her know who she meant.

Later that night, as she braided her hair for bed, she distantly heard the entrance door to the Wolf Suite open and the familiar clacking of nails and metal on stone.

“3...2...1” She softly counted down, grinning as the noises drew closer and in strode Sif, greeting Lucette with soft barks and attacking her face with licks.

“Hahaha Sif! I already had my bath! And you are still dirty from the day.” Lucette giggled, pushing the large wolf away from her face. Sif huffed, offended at the implication that she was dirty and finally released Lucette from her slobbery greeting, laying her head on her lap to receive her due head scritches. Which Lucette happily complied with, always happy to pet Sif’s fluffy self. A knock on the doorway drew both of the girls’ attention, Sif’s tail beginning to wag at the sight of Artorias.

“Good evening, Papa.”

“Evening, Starlight.” He greeted, bending down to kiss her hair, ruffling Sif’s fur.

“How was the ball? I hope you did not partake in too much wine.” He asked, giving her a playfully stern look.

“No no, only a cup. As for the ball...Well, it was surely eventful. That is certain.” She answered, eyes focused on her hands petting Sif. She could hear the clink of armor as her father shifted, looking at her with a questioning look.

“Did something happen?”

‘You’ll find out one way or another. Might as well give a small idea for what’s coming.’ Lucette huffed, finally looking up to look her father in the eye.

“I saw him there. At the ball.”

From the sudden appearance of tension in the air, she knew that he knew who she was talking about. Artorias kneeled down beside her bed, making his height match her own, large hands that Lucette has seen smash grown human armored men into pieces, tenderly cupping her own.

“Did he attempt to speak to you? What did he say, starlight?”

When she opened her mouth to speak, all that came out was a sob and that sound released the floodgates. She wept in her father’s arms right then and there, the crush of defeat overwhelming her after so long held back. With no more anger to distract her, all she had left was grief for the love that was swiftly killed. She could hear her father cooing to her gently, one arm wrapped around her as his other softly stroked her hair.

“He….He wanted me to... forgive him. Implied that you and Sif somehow sabotaged him.”

Sif very much did not appreciate Lucette’s ex’s attempt to switch blame, a growl rumbling lowly in her throat, soothed away by more head pats from Lucette.

“And what did you say in return?”

“I refused, of course. To do otherwise would be an insult to myself and you and Sif. I could never have such low respect for myself to do so.” She spat out, a flash of anger running through her before fading away. A part of her regrets confronting him but the majority says that he deserved it. That he’s lucky Ornstein stopped her.

“Do you wish for me to...speak with him?” Her father suggested darkly, leaning back to look her in the eyes, his own filled with silent promises of vengeance and retribution on Alessio for causing her pain. A tempting offer but she turned it down.

“No. I think the public humiliation I caused him was enough. If he tries again though...well, I did promise Sif a nice bone one of these days.”

At the mention, Sif’s tail began to wag eagerly as father and daughter shared matching mischievous grins.

Indeed, there was only one true master of her. And she loved him dearly.

[harzilla]

Okay so I'm not the best artist but a quick sketch. But I love the whole fan head canon thing where Shirou and Rin are the parents of the MC from Fate Grand Order. Also I love the MC being twin siblings instead of just one person(The girl is Gudako and the boy is Ritsuka, or girl is Ritsuka, boy is Fujimaru). Like it's already been proven that the fate series has a whole multiverse/timelines going on so we can go with the Grand Order Shirou and Rin are older/born earlier then their Stay Night counterparts. I just imagine Shirou and Rin telling them stories about the different servants they met(often as bedtime stories) and of course the kids favorite story is about the brave King Artoria. Artoria is the coolest of course, because dad says so. But mom thinks the brave red archer is cooler but don't tell dad. Of course the familiar looking stuffed lion little Gudako sleeps with at night is named Artoria. Artoria protects her from scary dreams. Dad even helps Gudako make a little crown and sword for Artoria. Maybe little Ritsuka has a plush dog named Cu. Like can you imagine how awkward it is when they meet Muramasa and Ishtar. Like that's gotta be awkward when a goddess is possessing your mom. Muramasa is a lot like dad too. They almost forget it's not actually dad for a sec. Oh and then you have archer Emiya. Like "Oh so turns out you're my dad from another timeline." Or like Emiya figures it out first cause he finds a family photo from when the masters were younger while tidying one of their bedrooms. He decides to not tell them and lets them just figure it out on their own(because that's how it is with him, not to mention it'd be kind of shocking ya know). Like they find out his name is Emiya and stuff starts clicking in their head because he does stuff that reminds them of their dad, and stuff like his hair down makes them realize how much he looks like Shirou. Also his cooking reminds them of home. Then eventually they get him to tell them his original name, and he tells them that "this" Emiya isn't their father. Just as Assassin Emiya isn't the Kitsurugi Emiya that raised him. However, as long as they're willing to continue to fight for humanity's future he'll support them all the way as their "brave red archer" Also lancer Cu would tease Emiya saying he can't believe such cute kids came from Emiya. Maybe he should start calling him Papa Emiya instead. Which Emiya tells him to go screw himself. Also it's in the game that Medea remembers Shirou(Edison's interlude she tells the MC that Emiya used to be a really nice/polite boy)so it's a reason why she sees the twins like her siblings because she remembers how much of a decent guy Shirou was and the twins remind her of him a lot. Added bonus Emiya accidently yells at an enemy not to touch his son/daughter/kids, instead of master and just obliterates the enemy out of embarrassment. So yeah, all in good fun. I just really love wholesome oc stuff.

[empty-dream]

Me watching Fate/Apocrypha ep 2

Omg they animated Jeanne’s execution down to the wood cross scene I’m so moved

I’ve always had this headcanon that when Jeanne’s burned she had short hair but whatever

I don’t know what kind of school Laeticia goes to but isn’t that shirt too fanservice-y for a school?

It’s like it’s made solely for Jeanne to flip her braid and show the fancy command spells in dramatic moments

The opening rocks especially in the first 33 seconds

Did they just, with Semirami’s silhouette-

Who doesn’t love Jeanne’s thigh high haha

Mordred and Kairi: Graveyard is the new trending hang out site yo

When I heard Shirou sleeping on Semiramis’s lap, I didn’t imagine in that pose

Badass Yddgmillenia crew but I don’t care CAULES IS THE FOCUS and Fiore too

The Black servants coming down the stairs like a prom queen

The fighting scenes are good

diD THEY JUST, FLASH THE TATTOOS-

At this point, A-1 must be all “Everybody play FGO, so everybody should know already right”

I love how Reika appears really so little in the opening I mean what is her role to the story

Astolfo is the gift for humanity

Fran is cute, Fran is mad, Fran is still cute

Gordes be an asshole within his first lines

I like how Caules and Astolfo stand together If you know the ending shot of the Apocrypha you know what I mean haha

However much I prefer Mordred over Artoria, her outfit under the armor is shit, still shit, and forever shit.

Mordred goes “DID YOU JUST ASSUME MY GENDER” brilliantly

I like that Mordred’s got unhinged obsession with her father, viciously badmouths the entire round table, smugly believes she is entitled to lift Caliburn, and still is loved by the majority of the fandom from day 1.

On the other hand, Kairi is best master and best dad.

Caules apologizing and trying hard to be supportive and protective mom to Fran is best thing ever

While, Fiore, in true Nasuverse opposite sibling style, sits elegantly and drinks tea

Is it me or Chiron’s biceps are enticing?

You know Fiore, it’s not the matter of whether you can win against Caules or not. Would you do it though?

CELENIKE NO

I can’t believe Astolfo doesn’t flip any shit after being molested like that We don’t deserve Astolfo

Gordes can you just stop being an asshole to Siegfried?

Fine, keep drinking your alcohol and acting like some nobleman. You know the last person who did exactly that? He ended up betrayed and dead

uM VLAD.

Finally Jack appears in decent clothes, probably one thing Reika does right huh

Look our main boy starts to be slightly be relevant at second episode

Is it a requirement for a character named Shirou to have eyebrows like that?

The queen has come, I would probably beg to touch Semiramis’s hair

Is it wrong to laugh at Vlad’s photo when he’s alive?

Did I say Kairi is best master? He acts all cool even tho he knew something is totally wrong and lets his servant know too. Unlike a certain master who is also a pro, but has a shit ass job at being remotely okay with his servant.

Shakespeare is literally the living incarnation of doing anything while screaming “YOLO”

If I were the hunter, I’d pass out right away at seeing a blue man grinning at me

Mordred’s transforms from casual to armor step-by-step like a damn magical girl

I also love how A-1 actually animates Mordred’s fighting MO with nasty punch, kicks and throws, completely the opposites to the grace them knights have.

GRENADE HEART

Have I said that Kairi and Mordred are best master-servant pair?

MY SUN SON HAS ARRIVED

The ending is beautiful actually. The nude part is kinda funny to look at, even tho I understand what it is supposed to mean (aside fanservice HAHAHA I still love you Jeanne)

Is it ironic that the character featured in a song about wish and desires in a series about people fulfilling theirs is the one who has none of it

Quality starts to decrease but again, this ain’t ufotable I don’t expect any god tier perfection in every episode

Love how the story is told from different perspective from the manga. It’s real fresh.

Can’t wait for my sun son whose life is full of bullshit to meet the resident suffering white haired boy and has a grand fight