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fate-inspiration · 7 months
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~FATE~
Twitter, Tumblr, Insta, Facebook - @basykail
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wishem · 1 year
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surprise castoria
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chronologiical · 10 months
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Besides... I'm not the only liar here.
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captainwaffles · 9 months
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Bi Altria for @dragonwithafez @ringneckedpheasant
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kaijuhimevt · 10 months
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I am planning some fun FATE merch...
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cafe-camelot · 2 years
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Ehehe
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nero-draco · 2 years
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landsofaruin · 6 months
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Conquers turned Refugees
"In ancient times the lands that would become the Empire of Luvalon were dominated by an Elven kingdom known as Arthynan. The kingdom had ruled most of the southern continent for centuries and had kept peaceable relations with the smaller neighboring human tribes, the Dunarii that roamed the northern lands. This harmony would be interrupted by the refugee fleet of the Altrian dragon lords, led by Consul Flavius the Mad. The refugees had been blown off course from their retreat back to the Altrian home island and were forced to stay on Uldine due to the morale of the survivors and the disrepair of their ships. The elves, weary of these new comers as they and their dragons were known conquers in Aldine, remained distant and offered no assistance to these wounded people. Until the High King Lumen, Hammer of the Sacred Oak, took pity on them as they struggled in the new environment and agreed to assist the Altrians. Lumen made a deal with them and gave them a large plot of land to live upon and farm so that they can survive the winters that they now needed to weather. The refugees named their landing site, Domani meaning new Dominion, Lumen assumed that the Altrians would provide little to no problem for the elves since they were fewer in number and their dragons were growing weaker so far from their homes but he did not account for the size of the humans to stay the same forever. Elves live significantly longer lives than humans and so their population was much smaller as they do not require more children but humans, breed at a much faster rate and need more lands to accommodate the new size, leading to inevitable conflict." "Tablet of Remembrance: a history of the Elven Kingdoms and the invaders during the Wars of Division", Grand Magus Lyr of Greenleaf, 200 PI
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lightsuiyo · 2 years
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Damn I can’t believe Artoria Caster arrived in the same week the UK government imploded. Here to save Britain indeed!
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nerdyoatmealart · 1 year
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I’m so happy happy with this Altria drawing! I would have finished coloring her sooner, but I almost ran out of gold colored pencils and had to buy more.
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fate-inspiration · 7 months
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~ROUTES~
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wishem · 1 year
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rishtarin · 2 years
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POV You’re Chaldea’s Newest Servant.
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“… lag….”
“…rainbow?!”
The overwhelmingly bright blue light that greets you is cold and artificial, but the girl in front of you practically oozes with a warm friendliness. From her fiery orange hair to her sparkling golden eyes, she… hold on, are those tears?
“Came home… You finally came home! It’s been 420 Saint quartz…!” Oh yes, she’s definitely crying. You reach out a hand (it’s been such a long time since your last summoning that you’re relieved you still have hands) to give the poor girl a pat on the head. You’ve heard of a lot of saints in ethereal plane that is the Throne of Heroes, but none named Quartz. Perhaps this was some marker of time? Information was still flooding into your brain, too fast for you to comprehend all at once, but one thing is clear.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you, my Master. I will serve by your side until your use for me runs out.” You offer the girl a gentle smile, hoping to ease her nerves.
For some reason this makes her cry even harder instead. Through her sobs, you can make out her name:
Ritsuka Fujimaru. Humanity’s last Master. Chaldea.
The names feel… familiar.
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It takes some time getting used to Chaldea. Ritsuka leads to your room and shows you around the training area and cafeteria along the way like you’re at some sort of summer camp instead of Earth’s last stronghold against the Alien God (at the thought of a “summer camp” something definitively a Higher Power sighs deeply, but you assume that’s the norm around here since none of the other Servants are reacting). Ritsuka must see the confusion written on your face because she laughs.
“I don’t like the notion of treating all the Servants here as weapons,” she admits freely, waving as Nursery Rhyme skips past the two of you, a smaller version of the murderous Jeanne Alter following her. “I hope to get to know you as a friend again.”
“Again?” you echo. Familiar as Ritsuka may be, you have no memories of any previous adventures with her. She shakes her head, orange hair tossing around her in a flurry.
“Don’t worry about it! It was just a slip of the tongue.”
Ritsuka’s smile is just as radiant as before, but there’s something in her eyes that’s different. She looks sadder, for lack of a better word. Perhaps a bit more distant than before. You almost want to reach out and pat her head again, but… did her shadow just move? Wait… is that a HAT sticking out of her shadow? The hat seems to drag up a mass of wavy white hair and gleaming red eyes that shoot daggers at you. You watch, in equal parts horrified and intrigued, as a white hand emerges from Ritsuka’s shadow to point two fingers at its eyes and then towards you in a jabbing motion before finally sinking back down into inky darkness as if nothing had happened.
“Hey uh… I think your shadow just threatened me?” you ask, only a little bit concerned.
Ritsuka sees your gaze and grins.
“Oh, don’t worry about him! The Count’s just a bit of a grump sometimes.”
You want to ask more, but Ritsuka’s already moved on to talking about the daily bond point farming schedule, and you resign yourself to trying to follow along. What exactly are bond points anyway?
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Your first experience “farming” is against a horde of demonic boars, in some replicated region of the Babylonia Singularity. You can feel the familiar thrum of adrenaline rushing through your fingertips as you materialize your weapon, waiting for Ritsuka’s command.
She’s different on the battlefield, you realize. Gone is her easygoing smile, replaced with furrowed brows and an almost blazing determination, and her leisurely Chaldean uniform is discarded in favor of something called a Mystic Code. Apparently she has quite a few of them; you wonder why so few of them include pants. Da Vinci is a genius inventor though, so she must have her reasons.
You’re excited to be on the front lines, next to Arash and Altria. The original blue one, you note. You had trained for hours under the tutelage of an unusually enthusiastic Merlin on how to tell them all apart. Not that any of your training meant anything when you were almost disintegrated by a very angry Morgan. How were you supposed to tell she was Altria’s older sister? They look exactly alike! Hell, you swear a good number of the other Servants have the exact same face.
You’re so lost in memories that you almost miss it when Ritsuka commands you to use your skills. You hurriedly activate them; hopefully she won’t notice the slight lag.
As you wait for your teammates to use their skills as well, you blink and - well frankly, you were distracted. There was a momentary lapse in time, and then you were hit by a boar not once, not twice, but OUCH! Three times. And that third one was a critical hit to boot. Alas, you can already feel that you’re beyond the point of healing.
“How… embarrassing,” you choke out. You can feel the lingering pain of your wounds as your body starts fading into golden particles. You had been looking forward to finally showing off in front of Ritsuka, but this… this was honestly kind of shameful. Hopefully you’ll get a second chance so you can prove yourself next time…
Black.
Everything went black.
You were expecting the artificial blue lights of Chaldea that have come to feel like home but instead you were surrounded by emptiness.
Then you blinked, and suddenly you were on the field facing down the demonic boars again.
What happened just now?
“Rit- er, Master?” you call out, turning to check on her. But instead of the usual smile or the determined expression she had on moments before, Ritsuka’s face was completely blank. Her eyes were still golden, but they seemed to have faded into a dull yellow, and didn’t reflect any light.
“Master!” you shouted, more frantically now, but your mad dash back to Ritsuka’s side was stopped by an armor-clad hand grasping your arm. Altria held you back like an unmoving stone statue, despite her small stature.
“Just give her a minute. She’ll be back soon. We call it rebooting.” Altria’s expression doesn’t change, like she’s seen this before a million times, but that only makes you angrier.
“What do you mean, she’ll be back?! Where did she go? Where did I go?? I’m pretty sure I died just now!” You shake off Altria’s hand, readying your weapon. You need answers, now. Altria’s hands, which were once on your arm, are now tightening around the handle of her sword.
“Now now, settle down,” Arash says, waving his hands gently in you and Altria’s directions like he’s calming a giant beast. “Sometimes, as Servants, we just have to… not question the powers that be. We have the benefit of answering to our Master; we don’t have to make any difficult decisions by ourselves, or pass down any judgements. Sure, weird things happen, but in the end we’re all here to help save humanity together.”
“…your point is?”
“Sometimes you just have to accept that nothing is normal here and move on.” Arash juts his head towards the demonic beasts and, to your… concern? Surprise? You find that the beasts aren’t moving, as if they’re waiting for Ritsuka’s return. Altria noticeably loosens up as you settle down, pity washing over her features as you try and fail to understand what was going on here.
Arash was right. You’re a Heroic Spirit now, a Servant meant to adapt to any situation in order to protect your Master. And your Master isn’t any old mage either; fighting for her means you’re fighting on behalf of Humanity. There’s bound to be a couple of hiccups along the way; you can’t let yourself be fazed by them all the time. You regulate your breathing.
Suddenly Ritsuka blinks, life returning to her features, and you ready yourself for action again. She notices you staring and smiles as if nothing odd had ever occurred.
“Arash!” she calls out. “Unleash your Noble Phantasm!”
“Alright then!”
STELLA!!
Oh my god did he just EXPLODE WHAT THE FU-
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biglisbonnews · 1 year
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cartierrings · 2 years
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Uber, DoorDash, Spirit, Altria and more
Uber, DoorDash, Spirit, Altria and more
Check out the companies making headlines before the bell: Uber (UBER), DoorDash (DASH) – Uber fell 3.1% in premarket while DoorDash tumbled 7.5%, following news that Amazon (AMZN) has reached an agreement to add membership to rival food delivery service Grubhub as a free benefit for its “Prime” members. Amazon’s agreement also offers the possibility of acquiring a stake in Grubhub. Spirit…
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