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madnessofthespirits · 1 year ago

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soooo i meant to have this done in time for halloween proper but due to the fact that i have yet to finish anything on time even once in my life it is here november the 2nd instead: a very silly cu alter x diarmuid drabble in which diarmuid goes to a haunted house. T rating probably.

Around Halloween, Diarmuid was invited to his first ever haunted house. He had been baking sweets with his Master and a few other Servants that would be distributed for an event termed “trick-or-treating” later on, when his Master had brought up the invitation. The concept had baffled him a little at first mention, since it sounded more like something that would call for combat than the fun sort of activity his Master had made it sound like, but once it was explained to him, he found himself excited. As soon as he had made plans with a couple of friends who were there with him to attend together, and the treats were baked, Diarmuid rushed off to find Cú Alter.

He found him lying on his side on the floor in their room, his back turned to him, leaning on one arm with a book propped open by the other.

“Cú,” Diarmuid called out.

“Huh?” Cú said, without moving so much as a muscle to face him. Whatever he was reading, he seemed perfectly absorbed in it.

Diarmuid walked over to him. “Master just told me about something very exciting. Chaldea is going to hold a haunted house.”

Cú finally set his book down. “What the hell is that?”

“Well, to be honest, I only learned about it just now. But as I understand it, it is a space that is designed to be disturbing or frightening, which is staffed by actors who try to scare the guests. It’s like a kind of roleplay, I suppose. It is a popular sort of event that is held around Halloween in our Master’s home country.”

“What’s the point?”

“To be frightened, it seems. I don’t expect it to affect me that way, and I don’t expect it would do so for you, either, but it might be fun. So I was wondering if you’d like to join me to go see it tomorrow. It’s a wonderful chance to learn about Master’s culture, too.” He pictured exploring this space with Cú, wondering what sorts of shenanigans the Servants who were designing and planning on acting in the haunting house might come up with. Cú probably wouldn’t care for most of it, but even he had things that could move him to amusement or even laughter from time to time. If the event even got a good smirk out of him, Diarmuid would be glad.

“Sorry. Not in the mood. You go have fun, though.”

Diarmuid did what he could not to be too disappointed at this refusal – or at least to not let it show. “Are you sure?”

“Yeah.”

Diarmuid sighed. Oh well – at least he could still enjoy the event with his friends. But he’d hoped Cú would give it a try, too.

“I’ve got a surprise for you, though.”

“Oh?” That made Diarmuid feel a little better. “Right now?”

“No. Later. You’ll see.”

Well, he could wait; the promise alone was enough for now. He walked over to his lover and laid down on the floor next to him, where he was quickly pulled close to him, dragged up against Cú with one strong arm. He burrowed into him, the scent of smoke and iron wrapping him up and reminding him he was home. Well, there was always this. He hugged Cú back, and buried his face against his chest, and he felt a grin spread across his face when he felt Cú’s tail pressed against his back. Diarmuid looked up to see that Cú had resumed his reading.

“What are you reading?” he asked.

“It is the first book of the Bartimaeus Trilogy.”

“I’ve never heard of it. Are you liking it?”

“It’s fine. Master gave it to me.”

“Hmm.”

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The haunted house was set up as an entirely new wing in Chaldea. Most of the planning seemed to have been left up to Elisabeth Bathory, who had modeled it after her own Castle Csejte. Diarmuid ended up going with Artoria and Musashi, and the three of them explored the upper floors of the castle first, running into various Servants who were pretending to be ghosts and zombie warriors and even huge dog-like beasts. Mostly, Diarmuid just laughed as they ran out of the shadows to jostle or chase them, though someone did manage to actually startle him by sneaking up behind him and whispering something in his ear.

Eventually they made their way to the basement, which turned out to be the first of many, the castle seeming to almost have more floors underground than above. The upper floors had been lit with neon lighting, but the further down they went, the darker the rooms became, and the more carefully they had to watch where they stepped. Still, they managed to walk through some sticky, dark substance that reminded Diarmuid a lot of blood, and bump into a structure that caused dirt to rain down on them, but they pressed onward, determined to explore the whole building.

By the time they had reached the seventh level of the basement, they found themselves covered in scrapes and bruises, as the Servants that they encountered became increasingly rough and aggressive. They tried to make their way through the narrow, barely lit halls they found in this level, when Diarmuid found himself suddenly lifted off the ground, which startled him enough to gasp. But he laughed just as quickly – well, this was new. None of the actors had tried anything like this yet. He did his best to break free from the pair of arms that held him, but with no success no matter how much he thrashed and flailed about.

“Excuse me, but you do plan on letting me go, right?” Diarmuid asked the actor with a laugh that was maybe just a little more nervous than the first he’d given. Who was this, anyway? There weren’t many Servants who could do this to him so easily.

“I’ll consider it,” said a low, ominous voice with just the slightest hint of amusement. A voice that Diarmuid would have been glad to hear anywhere. He stopped struggling, suddenly glad for the hold, and glanced back over his shoulder to get a glimpse at the man he expected to see.

Illuminated in the dim red light that strobed from the ceiling was a pair of large, twisted horns, underneath which were a pair of red eyes that glowed more brightly than the light itself. “Cú!” he exclaimed, as he allowed himself to be shifted into a bridal hold.

Cú grinned at the recognition, his teeth somehow appearing even sharper than usual. “You seemed scared.” There were four more smaller, stud-like horns attached to his forehead below his hairline, Diarmuid noticed, and his ears appeared to end in pointed tips.

“For a second, perhaps,” Diarmuid admitted a little sheepishly. He couldn’t stop staring at him – his bare shoulders and his wild hair and teeth – and the horns. They looked good enough on him that Diarmuid couldn’t say he would have minded if they were permanent. “So you’re a demon, I see.” He reached up and traced a finger down the side of Cú’s cheek, then over his jawbone, and across the hair next to his ear, drawing a piece of it away from the rest with his finger and letting it go. The warmth of his skin and the silky texture of his hair formed a contrast to Cú’s imposing, bestial appearance that made Diarmuid hope that Cú was planning on dragging him off into the shadows instead of letting him finish the rest of the attraction. “Are you going to possess me?”

“Yes. It took me a long time to find a vessel who is strong enough to accept me.” He gripped Diarmuid harder against him, and Diarmuid felt the flames that had ignited in the lower parts of his body spread to his face.

“Oh no, what shall I do?” Diarmuid said in the least serious tone he could manage, and wriggled against Cú’s grasp on him, hoping that he’d hold onto him like he had before — and Cú did, holding him in place as Diarmuid tried to break free, and it wasn’t long until his pretend struggle had him laughing again. Cú seemed to be enjoying it, too, judging by the glint of teeth Diarmuid could still see.

“Fine, then,” Cú said once they’d had enough of that. “I’ll give you a few hours. And then you’re mine.

It was a funny thing to say, given that he very much already was his, but Diarmuid continued to play along, reaching up to wrap his arms around his neck and pull him close enough that he could whisper to him, “I hope you’ll still be wearing this then.” He ran a hand through Cú’s hair again.

“Then I will,” Cú said and kissed him, seizing his mouth and then setting him down again as soon as he was done.

“I’m glad you’re here. I’ll see you later,” Diarmuid said, and hurried off to catch up with his friends. Behind him, he could hear others moving through the maze-like hallway, then their screams and laughter. It seemed strange that a man dressed as a demon could so clearly remind Diarmuid that the world was good and wholesome, but that was how it was. Then again, when the monstrous features that were already a part of Cú’s body had wound their way through Diarmuid’s heart the way that had, maybe it wasn’t so surprising after all.

The rest of the castle was even more dark and maze-like than what they had already seen, but Diarmuid only felt warm and certain, because Cú had shown up for him, just like always. Even when it wasn’t how Diarmuid had expected, when Diarmuid really wanted him there, Cú would deliver. For however charming he found Cú’s monstrous aspects, to Diarmuid, he would always be a hero above all else.

#it'll go on ao3 eventually i just don't feel like it rn

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hasarjunadoneanythingwrong · 2 years ago

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Lmao that’s just the devs being evil

Karna-216

Diarmuid lancer-144

David-144

Heracles-180

Proto cú-144

Cú chulainn-144

Kagetora-108

Elizabeth bathory (brave)-108

Koyanskaya dark-30

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Mash-15

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Kid gil-24

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Alexander-168

Huang feihu-132

Charlemagne-44

Jason-55

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Proto Arthur-161

Touta-110

Yagyu-132

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Edison-132

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Asterios-55

Arash-55

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Siegfried-36

Artoria-161

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Roland-126

Constantine xi-154

Trung sisters-154

Lancer ryoma-154

Zenobia-126

Percival-126

Tsuna-126

Hajime-126

Saber tomoe-126

Super orion-154

Saber astolfo-154

Berserker musashi-154

Gareth-80

Mori-105

Lakshmi bai-126

Miyu edelfelt-126

Bradamante-154

Prince of lan ling-126

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Napoleon-154

Achilles-154

Hijikata-154

Bedivere-105

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Caster gil-126

Musashi saber-154

Emiya assassin-126

Geronimo-105

Beowulf-126

Arjuna-154

Fergus-105

Kintoki-154

Sasaki-53

Ushiwakamaru-105

Georgios-80

Emiya-126

D’eon-126

Saber gilles-105

Caesar-105

Artoria lily-126

Hephaestion-32

Anra mainiiu-40

Jalter-10

This is just for regular ascension+skills, btw. There’s a good chunk of servants who also want proofs for their append skills as well

So I got the oh so rare rainbow ticket summon and

@hasarjunadoneanythingwrong I 1000% blame you for this

#it could be worse #you could’ve gotten karna #and his TWO HUNDRED AND SIXTEEN PROOFS #I got arjuna and karna in the same multi and maxed them both Iam in hell #really we should be killing ppl every time they release a new servant who needs 40000 proofs but w/e

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kumeko · 2 years ago

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A/N: For the @fatezerozine! I could resist putting a little Lancer/Saber and Iri/Saber here, because they broke my heart in the series.

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Artoria always believed in facing her mistakes head-on, in confronting and correcting them. Yet, staring at the angry, broken shell of a man she’d once called Lancelot, she didn’t know how to respond. Standing on the docks, she lowered her sword, her grip slack. “Lancelot?”

He roared, enraged and full of pain. It was the sound of Camelot crashing down, of all of her sins accumulating into a single person. Artoria had always known her rule had been a mistake but this only confirmed it. This angry demon was nothing like the kind knight she’d known.

It was all her fault. She clenched her hand tightly and bowed her head. “Forgive me.”

That only made him angrier. She flinched as he took a step forward and roared once more. However, before he could make another move, he dematerialized, no doubt called back by his master. Artoria stared at the particles that once made the berserker, at the choppy waters now visible from behind where he’d stood. In the night, the waters were chaotic and unruly.

Closing her eyes, she sighed. “I suppose there’s no way you could.”

There was a soft tap behind her as Kiritsugu landed on the concrete. Turning around, she found he was already packed up, his rifle safely tucked away in its case. His long trench coat rustled in the wind as he started walking to his car. “We’re going.”

As usual, he didn’t ask for her input, but she wasn’t in the mood to argue. Not when she could still hear Lancelot’s roars in her ears. It took her back to when Guinevere had confessed her affair, to when her knights had left her side. To Mordred’s battle cry as they fought and Tristan’s cries as Camelot splintered.

The king doesn’t understand the hearts of men.

No, she didn’t. Maybe she never had. Maybe her rule had been doomed from the start. What sort of king didn’t know his own subjects? Her hand clenched into a fist. “Can I even atone that?”

Artoria hadn’t meant to say any of that aloud. Quickly, she glanced at Kiritsugu, but he didn’t say anything. Perhaps he hadn’t heard or, more likely, didn’t care, Sometimes, when she looked at him, she could see just what her people had seen in her: a heartless leader.

It was no wonder they’d all rebelled. They would have been better off without her.

When they reached the car, Kiritsugu opened the passenger door but didn’t slip inside. When she stared at him curiously over the car’s roof, he muttered, “Some things can never be forgiven.”

She gazed at him blankly before realizing he was replying to her earlier words. “You…”

“Some sins are too big.” His eyes were on her now, cold as ice. “You just have to live with it.”

Artoria clenched her teeth as he slipped in the car, hating the truth ringing in his words.

-x-

“Forgiveness?” Gilgamesh snorted elegantly, raising a perfectly groomed eyebrow as he looked at her over the top of his goblet. When she didn’t say anything, just glared at him, he threw his head back and laughed. “You really have the strangest ideas of what a ‘king’ is.”

“What?” Artoria retorted, trying and failing to keep her temper down. She had no idea why she continued to meet the other two kings in the Einzbern castle. The silvery flowers around them glowed softly in the moonlight, the golden goblets filled with a fragrant aroma of a ruby red wine, and every part of this scene was ruined by the two Servants sitting across from her.

Semi-serious now, Gilgamesh swirled his drink before taking a refined sip. “That word doesn’t exist for a ruler.”

Iskandar guffawed heartily, reaching over to pat her on the shoulder. With his strength, it took all of her concentration to make sure she didn’t fall over. “A leader leads! The others follow—what is there to forgive or regret?”

“Even the oaf understands it,” Gilgamesh added, giving Iskandar a dismissive look.

Disgruntled, Artoria looked down into her goblet. Her reflection trembled in the dark wine. These two should never have led anything, let alone entire countries, but she couldn’t deny she was drawn to their confidence. If she had that arrogance, perhaps Camelot wouldn’t have fallen.

Gawain had exuded the same sort of charisma and he’d often been surrounded by knights and peasants alike. He had known the hearts of men. He had seen her people, talked to them, and been welcomed by them.

She couldn’t say the same for herself. For all her subjects’ words of loyalty, she had only ever been followed from a distance.

And from a distance, they watched her die.

Artoria gripped her goblet. “And if your subjects are harmed by your actions?”

“So?” Gilgamesh curled his lips. “What of it? If they don’t like it, they can try to steal my power.”

Iskandar gulped down his goblet and slammed it down. Wiping his mouth, he leaned forward and smirked. “Ohh? That sounds fun.”

Gilgamesh eyed him. “You could provide maybe a few minutes of distraction.”

Or maybe Camelot would have collapsed even earlier if these two had led it. Artoria ignored them, taking a sip of wine. It had been foolish of her to have expected anything else from them; these kings had never once thought of their people.

Regret was for kings who cared, and she doubted they’d ever done that.

-x-

“Forgiveness?” Under the silver moonlight, Irisviel looked absolutely ethereal. She tore her eyes away from the stars to look at Artoria, puzzled. “What do you mean?”

Artoria glanced at the sake bottle that sat between them, at the two cups they’d spent the past half hour drinking from. She wasn’t sure why she’d agreed to these moon-watching sessions. The compound was big, Irisviel vulnerable, and if Kiritsugu wasn’t willing to protect his wife, then she had to. Yet, it was impossible to say no when Irisviel asked her to join in. Impossible to stay far away when a soft hand tugged her down to sit.

“I…” Artoria peeked up. Irisviel smiled kindly. Blaming it on the alcohol, she pushed on, “If you make a terrible mistake…is it possible to be forgiven?”

“Yes,” Irisviel answered immediately, no hesitation at all in her voice.

Not expecting such a quick answer, Artoria resisted the urge to gape. “I am talking about a terrible crime, one that has harmed many innocents.”

Firmly, Irisviel repeated, “Yes.”

“That’s…” Artoria didn’t even know how to respond to such determination. “Why?”

Irisviel rested her hand on Artoria’s. “Do you regret it?”

“Yes.”

She interlaced their fingers. “Do you want to fix it?”

Artoria closed her eyes wearily. “Yes.”

Irisviel smiled broadly now. “Then yes, you can be forgiven.” Sensing Artoria wasn’t convinced, she giggled. “You and my husband are exactly the same. Neither of you believe me, but everyone deserves a chance to atone and be forgiven.”

Part of her rankled at the comparison. Pushing past it, Artoria asked softly, “Aren’t some crimes too big for that?”

“Some can feel that way.” Irisviel looked up at the full moon. No doubt she was thinking of Kiritsugu. Her expression softened, as it always did, and Artoria wondered what it would take to convince this tender-hearted woman to leave this dangerous game. “The more blood on your hands, the more impossible it feels.”

“Then—”

“But it’s not true,” she interrupted firmly, turning back to Artoria. “All that means is that you have to atone more. There’s no such thing as too big.”

It must be nice, to have such a kind, naïve viewpoint. Artoria couldn’t remember the last time she’d thought like that. Before she’d taken on her mantle as king, maybe. In the early days when she’d just been Artoria, a wandering swordsman helping others. “No matter how much you atone, some things can’t be forgiven.”

“By others, or by yourself? You both say this exact same thing and I don’t agree. Others might never forgive you, but you still have to try for yourself.” Irisviel sighed, leaning against Artoria’s shoulder. “Then, if you won’t allow yourself compassion, I hope you get kindness. I hope that one day you might forgive yourself. I hope that one day you allow yourself happiness.”

Artoria didn’t reply, content to just soak in Irisviel’s warmth. For a moment, just a moment, she wanted to live in that world Irisviel saw, however improbable it was.

-x-

“Forgiveness?” Diarmuid cocked his head, considering the question. No doubt he hadn’t expected her to ask such a thing when he’d arrived for the strategy meeting to take down Caster, but there were few chances for them to interact alone as it was.

Which was a pity, to be honest. Diarmuid was the most reasonable of all the servants and in another time, maybe they could have enjoyed each other’s company. For now, she would make do with his advice. Rubbing her wrist, Artoria nodded. “Yes. Considering all that happened, do you forgive your lord?”

He leaned against the half-forgotten dojo on her master’s land, his eyes trained on the bright blue sky. “It is not my place to forgive my lord.” He chuckled softly. “If anything, it is I who must beg for forgiveness.”

“You were protecting someone,” Artoria pointed out, keeping her gaze on him steady. “Your lord punished you far beyond your crime.”

Diarmuid gave her a sad smile. “Yet he was still my lord. We had a convent, which I broke.” He paused, before lowering his eyes. “Even now, I do not know if my choice was the right one, only that I couldn’t say no.”

He reminded her of her knights, of a chivalry she had feared never existed. If he had been in Camelot, would he have forgiven her? Would he agree with her wish now or tell her to turn from it? “I…is there anything that you wouldn’t have forgiven your lord for?”

Diarmuid stood straight now. “There are things I would have disagreed with, but forgiveness has never been part of that question.” His eyes met hers, and she felt the faint tug of his curse before her abilities nullified it entirely. “The same goes for your people, I am certain.”

“That can’t possibly be true.” Artoria looked away. Despite the knowledge the grail gave, there was no way he could know the hatred in her knights’ eyes. “If your lord, if I harmed thousands—”

“You have not done that,” Diarmuid interrupted, stepping forward. “We have only spoken a handful of times, and that is enough for me to know you are honourable. Your people must surely see that too.”

“Honourable…” That wasn’t enough. Her kingdom still fell, despite her honour. Still, she had missed those words, after dealing with egotistical kings and cold masters.

I hope you get kindness.

Irisviel’s words echoed in her head and Artoria smiled, offering Diarmuid the forgiveness she couldn’t take. “I would have made a place for you at my table.”

His eyes widened in surprise before he smiled lopsidedly.

-x-

Forgiveness?

Artoria had been naïve to ever ask such a question. Standing in front of the Holy Grail, her sword raised high, she scoffed at the idea of it all. Atonement didn’t abate Lancelot’s rage. Forgiveness wouldn’t alter the fact that she had betrayed Diarmuid. And there was no way to change Irisviel’s death. However noble her intentions, however kind she was to herself, these truths would remain the same.

No, the only who had been right was the one forcing her to destroy the grail now. She locked eyes with Kiritsugu as she brought down her holy sword, as Excalibur ripped through the room.

There was no such thing as forgiveness for a person like her. There never had been.

#artoria pendragon #fate zero #irisviel von einzbern #diarmuid ua duibhne #saber diarmuid #saber x irisviel #kiritsugu emiya #gilgamesh #iskander #rider #saber #lancer #fanfic #fate is so hard to tag ahahaha #fate stay series

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fangirlingpuggle · 4 years ago

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So rereading fate/zero fics and just came up with super dumb servant swaps for the first war.

Basically Waver summons Gilgamesh...and Gilgamesh looks at tiny little human and is like ‘I have had Waver for less than a day but if anything happens to him i’m killing everyone here’

Just Gilgamesh looking at small angry human and being like ‘this is hilarious I like you, you can stay’

Iskander gets summoned by Kayneth...only still doesn't like him and ends up still spending all his time around Waver because he’s interesting.

Gilgamesh coming back from buying wine: LEAVE MY MAGNUS ALONE MONGREL YOU HAVE YOUR OWN

Rider:Ah hello Archer what are you doing here?

Gilgamesh:I LIVE HERE LEAVE!

Iskander:Fine fine *picks up Waver and leaves*

Gilgamesh:PUT THE MAGNUS DOWN OR DIE *Gates of Babylon open*

Waver:...What even is my life?

Just overprotective Gilgamesh who has just adopted this small magnus, like showed up picked up waver and like ‘this is mine now’ and really doesn’t like that Rider keeps hanging around his magnus or that his magnus is getting a crush on said rider servant.

Diarmuid get’s summoned by Kairya and as soon as he finds out about Sakura is just like ‘....so forget the grail...we’re saving the kid’

Artoria is summoned by Tokiomi and is not fond of him...then finds out about Sakura and nopes out of his plans taking Rin with her.

Basically Diarmund and Artoria killing Zouken and then noping out of the grail war with Rin and Sakura.

Kiritsugu and Kirei summon assassin and berserker not sure which summons which (So either horde of assassins or one op berserker super protective over Irisviel) The 2 of them end up fighting of course the other servants and Magnus see and are like ‘yeah fuck that’ and just leave them to it.

Caster and Ryuunosuke are still being the worst and everyone teams up to kill them (sort of Rider goes and Kayneth can’t stop him because he only has so many command seals and he wasted them very quickly, and Kirei and Kiritsugu are just trying to kill each other)

The grail war sort of falls apart but in the best way.

This is really dumb but made me laugh.

Edit: some wording...my brain does not function at 2am

#fate/zero #fate/zero au #au #servant swap #waver velvet #gilgamesh #archer #rider #Iskandar #lancer diarmuid #diarmuid ua duibhne #saber artoria #dumb idea #grail war gone wrong #fic prompt #waver x rider

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sincerelymissatomicbomb · 4 years ago

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New Story!

Title: Fate/ NEW ERA

Summary: Artoria is just like any stressed college student...until she gets involved in a war that is. On a long day of running errands, she goes to her basement to pick up an outfit for the next day, her last chore of the day. When something on the floor starts to glow, she sees she's been drafted into the Holy Grail War. Along with her Saber class servant, Artoria must learn to survive amidst a bloody war she didn't sign up for.

Rating: T

Link: Read Here

#Fate Series #fate #fate/zero #fate/stay night #fate go #fate grand order #fgo #gilgamesh #artoria pendragon #diarturia #arturia pendragon #gilgamesh x arturia #diarmuid ua duibhne #lancer diarmuid #saber diarmuid #fate diarmuid #fate series

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thekingwhereitallends · 4 years ago

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most precious servant of mine out there💕

Fate Zero 30 Day Challenge

Day 14: Favorite Servant

Lancer || Diarmuid Ua Duibhne

#fate/zero #diarmuid ua duibhne #fate #fgo #lancer #saber #diarmuid x artoria #diarturia #diartoria #lancer x saber

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akampana · 4 years ago

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I Know You Chapter 10

Fandoms:

Fate/stay night & Related Fandoms, Fate/stay night: Unlimited Blade Works (Anime 2014), Fate Grand Order

Relationships:

Cú Chulainn | Lancer/Artoria Pendragon | Saber

Characters:

Cú Chulainn | Lancer, Artoria Pendragon | Saber, Fujimaru Ritsuka, Mash Kyrielight | Shielder, Fergus mac Róich | Saber, ill add more here eventually

Summary: Cú did not know how extensive his monopoly for Arturia’s eyes was till the day he lost it. Read the full work on AO3

#cutoria #cuturia #cu chulainn #artoria pendragon #arturia pendragon #lancer #saber #saber x lancer #fate #fate stay night #fate/stay night #fate grand order #fgo #fate/ grand order #i love these two so much i swear #also tagging #diarmuid ua duibhne #because he be such a bro man

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thekingwhereitallends · 3 years ago

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akuji-miru · 6 years ago

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My beloved OTP 💕

I kinda ship saber with a few others but mostly with Diarmuid

I love how both share the same values and codes of honour for me their perfect for each other and they get along really well not to mention saber was Diarmuid only light within the holy grail war

(｡’▽’｡)♡

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borntobelime · 2 years ago

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A special shout out to 3 very helpful people @fate-inspiration @gravesecret for helping me out where i was stuck and of course you know what this sketch is about @sincerelymissatomicbomb

Master Arturia AU

Saber Diarmuid vs Lancer Fionn in a holy grail war with Arturia as Diarmuid’s Master

#master Arturia #fionn mac cumhaill #saber diarmuid #diarmuid ua duibhne #diarturia #fgo fionn #fgo diarmuid #fate go #arturia pendragon #fgo #fgo artoria #fate grand order #diarmuid x arturia #fate diarmuid #fate fionn #fate artoria #master artoria #my art #artoria pendragon

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akampana · 4 years ago

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pls. ;_; pls look at this ;_;

English is not my first language. Sorry for possible misspellings.

A random idea about Fate/Zero cafe Hahaha <3

Enjoy :D

#diarturia #arturia pendragon #artoria pendragon #artoria #saber #diarmuid ua duibhne #diarmuid #lancer #saber x lancer #diartoria #fate zero #cafe au #OPPPPPP I LOVE YOU

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duskoon · 2 years ago

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Fate Grand Order Masterlist + Characters list:

Anything related to Fate Grand Order would be listed here. Like always, If there is character not mentioned here you can always request for them. Note: Some characters are based on historical figures. So when writing for them, I write for the character themselves not their real life counterpart. Characters in bold means I am mostly invested in them, but that doesn’t mean I won’t write for the others. If there is any character not listed below, you can request for them and I'll add them (There is like 300+ servants, so I'm bound to forget some ^^’) Also, you can request for Crypters as well. Seeing I had finished playing the lostbelts.

Mashu Kyrielight

Artoria Pendragon

Artoria Pendragon (Alter)

Nero Claudius

Siegfried

Altera

Chevalier d’Eon

Okita Soji

Mordred

Ryōgi Shiki

Rama

Lancelot

Gawain

Bedivere

Elizabeth Bàthory

Miyamoto Musashi

Arthur Pendragon (Prototype)

Suzuka Gozen

Frankenstein

Sigurd

Queen Medb

Diarmuid Ua Duibhne

Lanling Wang

Lakshmibai

Jason

Astolfo

Dioscuri

Tomoe Gozen

Saitō Hajime

Watanabe no Tsuna

Ibuki Dōji

Karna

Senji Muramasa

Barghest

Charlemagne

Roland

EMIYA

Gilgamesh(Archer + Caster)

Robin Hood

Atalanta

Euryale

Arash

David

Nikola Tesla

Arjuna

Tristan

Tawara Tōta

Chloe von Einzbern

Ishtar

James Moriarty (Archer / Ruler)

EMIYA (Alter)

Asagami Fujino

Chiron

Napoléon

Aśvatthāman

Osakabehime

Calamity Jane

Nightingale

Super Orion

Sei Shōnagon

Baobhan Sith

Anastasia

Jeanne D’ Arc (Ruler)

Zenobia

Minamoto no Tametomo

Cú Chulainn(Lancer + Caster)

Musashibō Benkei

Leonidas I

Romulus

Hector

Scáthach

Fionn mac Cumhail

Tamamo no Mae (Caster / Lancer / Berserker)

Kiyohime

Vlad III

Jeanne d'Arc (Alter)

Enkidu

Medusa

Minamoto no Raikō

Parvati

Nezha

Ereshkigal

Valkyrie

Qin Liangyu

Bradamante

Nagao Kagetora

Mysterious Alter Ego Λ

Caenis

Romulus-Quirinus

Utsumi Erice

Consort Yu

Vritra

Percival

Sakamoto Ryōma

Medusa

Georgios

Boudica

Ushiwakamaru

Martha

Francis Drake

Iskandar

Sakata Kintoki

Ozymandias

Quetzalcoatl

Ivan the terrible

Achilles

Leonardo Da Vinci

Carmilla

Mandricardo

Europa

Odysseus

Tai Gong Wang

Dobrynya Nikitich

Constantine XI

Kyokutei Bakin

Medea

Zhuge Liang (Lord El-Melloi II aka reliable waver )

Paracelsus von Hohenheim

Solomon

Irisviel (Dress of Heaven)

Xuanzang Sanzang

Nitocris

Merlin

Scheherazade

Queen of Sheba

Shuten Dōji

Murasaki Shikibi

Asclepius

Miss Crane

Charlotte Corday

The Old Man of the Mountain

Charles-Henri Sanson

Cleopatra

EMIYA (Assassin)

Fūma Kotarō

Gray

Henry Jekyll & Hyde

Jing Ke

Katō Danzō

Kiichi Hōgen

Koyanskaya of Light

• Koyanskaya of Dark

Li Shuwen (Assassin/Lancer)

Mysterious Heroine X

Okada Izō

Phantom of the Opera

Sasaki Kojirō

Semiramis

Yan Qing

Lu Bu Fengxian

Beowulf

Cú Chulainn (Alter)

Heracules

Mysterious Heroine X (Alter)

Hijikata Toshizō

Penthesilea

Atalanta (Alter)

Arjuna (Alter)

Mori Nagayoshi

Salome

Kijyo Kōyō

Brynhildr (Berserker / Lancer)

Galatea

Morgan Le Fay

Kriemhild

Amakusa Shirō

Sherlock Holmes

Shi Huang Di

Astraea

Edmond Dantès

Angra Mainyu

Gorgon

Antonio Salieri

Demon King Nobunaga

Kama (Avenger/Assassin)

Sesshōin Kiara (Alter Ego /Moon Cancer)

Archetype: Earth

Okita Sōji (Alter)

Kingprotea

Ashiya Dōman- Blurb

Manannán mac Lir (Bazett)

Mysterious Heroine XX

Yang Guifei

Oberon Vortigern

Hephaestion

Tiamat

Goetia

Beast III/R

Kadoc Zemlupus

Ophelia Phamrsolone

Scandinavia Peperoncino aka Chad™️.

Kirschtaria Wodime

Beryl Guts

Daybit Sem Void

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