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[hellsdogs]

 "Me? Messing with you? Come on. You just tore four men apart for breakfast with your bare hands. I'm a little shit but I'm not suicidal. For real. You got them good."

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ @mamuushi liked for a one liner.

[collectivemesses]

@notfrsale​ | Oliver starter

The library was beyond closed, the opening hours long gone, but Oliver supposed he could forgive someone for mistaking it for being open given the fact he was still sat at the desk with the main light on. He also may not have quite convinced himself to get up and lock the door yet, so he could hardly blame them for the mistake. Still, he swallowed back the nerves building in his chest as he sat up a little, book clutched between his hands. “I... I’m sorry, we’re... We’re um, well we’re supposed to be closed but... but can I help?”

[troloyunu]

sorry for spam liking but ohh my goodness ace attorney, persona, AND danganronpa?? and wlw art???? im actually in heaven thank you for your service ( ≧∀≦)ノ

OMGGG no never apologize for spam likinggg!! thank you so much im super flattered !! :DDD im glad you like my art!

[haz3-daz3]

I've never seen anyone write for Fate before, I'd be really happy to request from you if it's alright with you. If a request is okay with you, could the reader be an ocarina player who was shunned for playing where she came from? She's forced to enter the Holy Grail war and summons Astolfo. Reader apologizes to Astolfo often over time as she feels she'll let him down. She reveals she really just wanted to be a musician, and Astolfo becomes supportive of her goal. For the first time, reader feels reassures that her dream was worth chasing.

I gotchu covered!

Hope this is to your likinggg (￣ω￣)

im so sorry in advanced if Astolfo's OOC (ಥ﹏ಥ)

There are also a ton of other ocarinas so I uh chose the 12-hole ones because hey, Charlemagne’s 12 Paladins, ya know?

I also have no experiences with ocarinas so im sorry if the depiction is lacking (ﾉω･､)

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Astolfo x OcarinaPlayer!Reader

"Join the Holy Grail War, they said, it would be fun they said. Well no they didn't say that, more like they pushed me into it so, ha, I guess..."

Y/N sat in one of the sterile rooms of this secretly-owned-by-the-Mages' Association-motel. One where her parents specifically got for her since...well, she's the one representing the family in the War. The Holy Grail War.

The Servant she summoned; perpetually perky, pink-haired paladin only hummed in response. A gauntlet-wearing hand scratching the side of his rather pretty, fair-skinned face as he processed this information.

Rider Class Servant. True Name Astolfo, One of Charlemagne’s Twelve Paladins. Rider of The Hippogriff. And apparently a cross-dresser no thanks to a certain fellow Paladin going insane, but details, details.

"I see." He said, it was pretty generic, and it honestly sort of grated on Astolfo's nerves too. "For what it's worth, I think you're doing well as my Master." He tried; optimistic purple-pink eyes trained on his Master's face who in turn just shrugged, clearly not convinced. "For now, that is." She said, eyes suddenly finding the corner of the room interesting. “Just you wait, I’ll let you down eventually…” She muttered, more to herself than to him but he still heard her.

He crossed his arms, a sigh leaving his lips as he looked around the room. The white sheets of the bed, brown wood furniture, some strange colored shell-looking object with holes, tiled floors—

Hey wait a moment.

Astolfo perked up in curiosity at the vaguely hair dryer shaped trinket on the end table of the bed, right beside where his Master sat. His footsteps light as he came near, picking it up and noticing the 12-holes around it. But purpose did it serve?

“That’s my ocarina.” His Master said, finally not looking as glum. A slight sheen in her non-battle-hardened eyes, her attention completely on the thing he held. “An ocarina?” While the Grail did give Astolfo basic knowledge about the era he’s summoned in, he’s not entirely sure what an ocarina is. Still confused on what those 12-holes are for. “Is it for decoration?”

“No, silly.” His Master chuckled, looking nothing like that girl who was so insistent that she’d disappoint as his Master. “Here let me show you,” she said, gently taking the ocarina as she grasped it with both hands and placed her faintly pink lips on the “handle”? Astolfo does not know his ocarina anatomy.

She blew, and a tune came out. “It’s an instrument? Amazing…” Astolfo said, his voice trailing off. Noticing how his Master seemed to be encouraged by his interest.

“My peers don’t think it’s amazing; a waste of time, they call it.” Y/N said, shoulders sagging but she still held the ocarina like it was her greatest treasure.

Astolfo bristled at that, a waste of time? Preposterous, something that brings joy to someone was not a waste of time to the cross-dressing Paladin. “Why don’t you play me something, Master? I wanna hear a tune!” He said, hoping to somewhat cheer her up.

Y/N hesitated, looking at him, expecting mockery, but all she saw was genuine curiosity. Well, he was a knight, not to mention her Servant so maybe he’s just being nice, she rationalized. Not really used to the earnestness in those rosy eyes.

“Okay, just one.” She said, placing her lips on the windway, opting for that one song she first learned. Though she highly doubts Astolfo knows what a video game is.

Astolfo sat down beside her, wondering how she was to play with the wind instrument. But he didn’t need to dwell long before a sweet tune filled the room, silencing his more chaotic thoughts and his evaporation of reason. Sanity intact.

Lashes fluttered close, fingers deftly covering and freeing the air from the numerous holes and producing different tones. He still doesn’t know how this ocarina worked, all he knows is that whatever she’s doing, it’s soothing.

Astolfo couldn’t help the tapping on his foot, or the subtle sway as he let himself be lost in the music, breathing evenly.

But it was quickly silenced when both of them suddenly felt a presence. Astolfo could sense a Servant, the stench of mana unmistakable. And while anger never came quick to him, tonight, he was irritated. His Master didn’t finish the song.

His lance appeared in his hand in a swirl of wind, cloak donning his shoulders. And even Y/N looked dejected she didn’t finish her playing, taking a deep breath as she stood. “Let’s get to it, then.” She said, eyes determined and trained on Astolfo.

Astolfo grinned, a shot of smugness as he leveled the lance, resting on his shoulder. “Okay, and after that, could you finish the song for me?”

Y/N looked surprised at that, freezing a moment before she returned his smile, a sight that further gave Astolfo a rush of bravado.

“I’ll play you as many songs as you want.”

[luvsupa]

hi i hope ur well

i wanted 2 ask if you can write about toji

it doesn’t have to be apart of halloween/kinktober master list , it can really be anything

but basically toji is a broken man; he’s finally escaped from the cruel treatment of the zenin clan and is out in the real world to (try to) live his own life. unfortunately he takes bad habits with him.

he then bumps into reader and its love at first sight type of shit and they get to know each other and shit like that.

toji really loves reader but is still glinching on insecurity and is holding the fear of reader leaving him for someone better

then fast forward , reader and toji have a son (can be megumi or child of ur choice) and toji reflects on his life and how reader changed him and gave him the life he deserves

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HIIII L (omg immediately reminded me of death note)

AND YESSSS I WILL DEF WRITE THISSSS!! THANK U SM FOR THR IDEA IT SOUNDS REALLY GOOD AND I HOPE TO MEET IT TO UR LIKINGGG 🤍🤍🤍

I’m gonna add it to my ‘working on’ list on my pinned so I don’t forget, TYYY

[ssatxr-archive]

@asc-rp​ liked for a starter with Ko’bure! 

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Ko’bure didn’t recognize the landscape one bit. And the Gerudo didn’t like that. She watched the views from afar, a distant scowl on her face. Out of all places she could’ve been taken, it’s here that she ends up?! She lets a ‘tsk’ leave her mouth, adjusting her cloak as she wanders in a direction opposite of...this.

It wasn’t too long until she bumped into someone, staring at them with a neutral expression. “Hey,” She calls out, looking at the person below. “Watch where you’re going!”