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cestacruz · 11 months
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Chaldea Selfie
Family time
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[Commission] King Artoria with abs
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cringechy · 1 year
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Lol Ive got an Artoria Pendragon prompt for both saber Artoria and lancer Artoria. Where a previous male master of hers is summoned as a heroic spirit that she has a romantic relationship with that turned into a marriage after she stayed with him as a familiar after the grail war ended. She's constantly spending time with him and having alone time with him leaving the knights of the round confused on who reader are until they finally ask Artoria and she announces that That The newly summoned servant is her spouse and therefore her queen.
I went in a bit of a more... Chaotic direction for this then I intended...
Still, I had a blast writing it!
NOW! YOUR WISH IS MY COMMAND!!!
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Mordred’s 1000 yard stare bored into the cafeteria wall, coming dangerously close to burning a hole through it.
At the most definitely not round table next to her’s, the knights of the round sans their king were drawing straws to ask Mordred what was wrong.
Now let us all pray for Gawain and thank him for his sacrifice.
Oh, now he was sitting next to Mordred with the same traumatized stare…
Then Lancelot.
Then Bedivere.
Then Tristan.
Then Merlin, who began to laugh his ass off as if he was in on an inside joke.
That left only Gareth, who, upon asking what cursed knowledge caused this, followed them promptly.
That cursed knowledge in question being this.
Mordred heard moans from the king's room, and the king telling the newest Caster of Chaldea “Don’t Stop”
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The Knights stealthily watched Artoria and you from across the room, a sense of impending doom hanging over them.
And that sense of impending doom was growing with every second as Artoria began to slowly and very conspicuously scoot closer and closer to you on the couch.
Eventually Artoria was sitting as close to you as she possibly could, a content smile on her face as she began to whisper something to you.
The Knights were quite concerned about this, but there was nothing they could do about it.
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Artoria eyed her knights conspicuously watching her as she stealthily slid closer and closer to you with each passing second.
She should probably tell them who you were.
Alternatively, she wanted to keep you to herself as long as she could.
Needless to say, she knew what option she was going with.
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This torture of the knights continued for a month.
Mordred saw Artoria share food with you, nearly killing her from the shock of it on the spot.
Gawain saw the king give you a secret kiss on the lips, causing him to faint dead away.
Lancelot has been into the infirmary for head trauma a concerning amount this month from slamming his own head into walls.
Tristan was mostly normal about all of this. Mostly.
Merlin was laughing his ass off.
Gareth had gone into overdrive with making food and sweets to keep her mind off things.
And Bedivere was really just still traumatized by the implications of what happened.
Eventually this all came to a head when Artoria had her fill of fun and called the knights to assemble.
After that things got… chaotic.
Especially when she explained that, through a surprisingly well thought out powerpoint, you were the Queen and then you popped in to say “So that means I’m your mom now Mordred! Technically at least.”
Mordred kinda… checked out after that…
Slowly things began to fall into place, but a certain flower mage wanted to keep his entertainment going for just a while longer.
So, Merlin being Merlin, asked “So then Artoria, how was it to have your bed warmed by your lover again?”
“What do you mean? We haven’t… wait… wait! Oh! HA! HA AHA AH!” you said before beginning to laugh, leaving the knights confused and Artoria blushing as you laughed while falling to the floor, unable to control yourself.
“T-that wasn’t… intercourse…” Artoria said before muttering something under her breath as you howled with laughter on the floor.
“What was that my king~?” Merlin cooed, a mischievous grin on his face.
This when put together with your laughter and her knight’s confused stares led to the inevitable.
Artoria cracked, and, much to her shame, told them exactly what happened.
“IT WAS THE QUEEN GIVING ME A SHOULDER MASSAGE!!!”
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Artoria Lancer, unlike many of her other counterparts, can be rather… mischievous at times.
Not to the same effect as Merlin, but she does take some amusement at others' expense on occasion.
And so when you showed up one day and after all of the hugs, kisses, and crying, Artoria knew just what to do.
She was going to introduce her knights to their queen.
Eventually.
Until then however, well, Artoria was going to ensure her knights were kept on their toes.
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First up was Mordred, and Artoria’s plan for her was simple.
A hickey on the neck, or what looked like one at least.
The reaction, to be expected, was Mordred completely breaking.
Second was Bedivere who showcased similar results after seeing her exiting your room. 
Next up was Gawain where all she had to do was make a few implications to have him clutching at his proverbial pearls.
Lancelot was next, and he was a slightly tougher nut to crack, at least until she gave you a quick kiss on the cheek.
Gareth simply received an off-handed comment from Artoria about you being “Someone rather important from her point of view.” This left Gareth confused for a few moments until the dots connected in the way Artoria had predicted.
Tristan was… already in the know… somehow…
 And so, with all her little pieces of chaos sowed, Artoria sat back with you at her side and had some popcorn and a massive buffet of other foods.
However, she eventually ran out of food after… several months.
You were surprised she had that much self control.
You were also surprised when the knights of the round kidnapped you in a very dramatic fashion.
Bag over the head, handcuffs, the whole nine yards.
“WHAT IS YOUR RELATIONSHIP WITH MY FATHER YOU HOMEWRECKING RIDER!!!” a very distressed Mordred shouted as she tore the bag off your head, revealing a room covered wall to wall in bulletin boards filled with pictures, red strings, documents and the other, equally distressed Knights of the round..
It seems Artoria’s little mischief has gone a *Tad* too far…
And now Mordred was shaking clarent in your face…
It is probably time to start talking, fast.
Then the door was blown off its proverbial hinges as Chaldea had sliding doors.
And there stood your one and only, Artoria Lancer, looking very, very irate.
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One quick ass whooping later, the Knights of the round were sitting on the floor, lumps on their heads and looking very ashamed of themselves.
After all, they had just kidnapped the queen…
And that was a whole other can of worms for Mordred…
Nonetheless, the entire charade came to an end, and you were only slightly disappointed the amusing antics Artoria had caused were over.
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Simply put, there is no pomp or flashiness when Artoria Alter is involved.
When you are summoned she is going to find you, kiss you, and tell everyone in no uncertain terms, that if they were to even think about touching “Her Berserker” she will use their head as a doorstop and feed their bodies to pigs…
After that, she refuses to elaborate and leaves, you following her closely behind.
This left a very scared Chaldea and a very confused Knights of the round.
This is because of the following.
They had just been threatened by a very, very scary lady.
Artoria Saber Alter had just walked up to someone and claimed ownership of them like a lost puppy.
ARTORIA SABER ALTER JUST KISSED SOMEONE IN A VERY PASSIONATE AND LOVING MANNER!!!
ARTORIA SABER JUST DID SOMETHING IN A LOVING MANNER!!!
So, the Knights immediately set to trying to track you and her down.
This took a lot longer than any of them thought possible seeing as the two of you had simply disappeared into thin air.
Then everyone heard a massive crash from the material storage room…
On that day Guda was to be found in the fetal position upon finding their entire storage of materials having an absolutely massive chunk bitten out of them when Artoria forced you to eat them in order to have you in your “Final Ascension” as Guda dubbed it. She did this because she wanted you in “The right clothes for my queen.”
This left the Knights in shock, however, Artoria simply went off gallivanting with you again instead of clarifying anything.
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axirokko · 4 months
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birchybarcc · 7 days
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Sabiri Week 2024:
Day 3: Vampire / Dragon
(Humble offering because I ran outta time ;o;)
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reignsan · 8 months
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This event is a ServaFes sequel, which means we're making manga again! These are the Craft Essences serving as our group's manga covers, like the first ServaFes had. The theme this time is Saberfaces because Cnoc challenges us to see who can make the best Artoria doujin.
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dailyfatefigures · 3 months
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Artoria Pendragon Lancer - 1/6 Scale by Sunday Studio
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derekscorner · 3 months
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latverianbadgerart · 5 months
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"The light at the ends of the world. Behold its radiance!"
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artoria-heaven · 10 months
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Special Gorgeous sprites
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versegm · 1 year
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Artoria Pendragon unable to die deprived from her sword, crawling her way to Camelot half-dead sight muddled by vision of a far-off eastern town from the future and a boy desperate to make her into a person, finally closing her hands around Rhongomyniad, and nine time out of ten she accepts that divinity and wakes up but somewhere somewhen there is an Artoria who chooses to close her eyes and remain on the side where she gets to be a human even if it stains her with mud.
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Hello can i ask for a hcs artoria lancer with male or gn reader who haves alucard from hellsing powers? Also the reader was randomly transported to the fate universe from their own universe and everyone just thought the reader was a spirit who have amnesia and have made up a new identity from somewhere
Let me just say that I had a blast and a half while writing this.
NOW! YOUR WISH IS MY COMMAND!!!
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A one in one hundred septillion chance brought you to Chaldea.
A flare of the ley line at the exact right moment allowed you to incarnate in this world.
And it was an event like no other.
Shadows grew long, the air dropped to the point where the world outside of the arctic base would be a boiling hot summer day, and the summoning circle flared black and red.
Then you appeared from the circle, dazed, lost, confused, barely able to speak, barely able to comprehend the world around you.
Guda and the others did their best to help you in the moment, but the storm of chaos that is Chaldea quickly brought their attention elsewhere.
That being said, Guda did assign someone to keep an eye on you.
Artoria Pendragon Lancer.
A regal woman with enchanting beauty and power to match it.
She was a kind woman, if a tad awkward and a bit of a glutton.
And something about her… called to you.
Like a breeze on a day where the weather is just right as you lay in the shade of a great tree.
Comforting, calming, gentle, kind, and wonderful.
These are all words you would use to describe Artoria.
She was all of those and more.
And so, as soon as you were stable enough, you were instantly at her side whenever she called for you.
It also helped that Da Vinci was all too happy to let you test run her weapons.
So the two of you would always be sent together.
Her lance to close the distance and destroy the enemy, your guns to cover her approach with ammunition that no mortal human could ever hope to use.
Over time the two of you grew close.
Closer than guardian and protectorate.
Closer than comrades..
Closer than friends.
The two of you became lovers.
And despite how little you knew of yourself, you were happy.
But then, on one fateful day, everything came crashing down.
You never once had used your Noble Phantasm in service of Chaldea, not because you couldn’t use it, but because you were afraid of it.
Of what it could mean for this life you had made.
Of what it could mean for the family you had in Chaldea.
It terrified you, but as all of Chaldea faced down the last of demon pillars, you knew what must be done.
And so, you told your master to do it, to use their command seal on you.
And as the command seal activated, darkness surrounded you, engulfing you. In all honesty, it would be more accurate to say, the darkness was emanating from you and swallowing the world around it whole like a ravenous hound.
Bugs, arachnids, gaping maws with dozens of sharp teeth, these and a hundred more horrible things made up your form and the swirling aether around you. A massive pitch black hound, lounged behind you, the closest thing Artoria had ever seen to human cruelty in the face of an animal in her entire life carved onto its face.
You raised your hand, the back of it pointing forward towards the massive creature as a burning flame ignited upon it to make a seal, and the world around you ignited in turn.
“You asked for my name once, and now, I will finally be able to answer you…” you stated before trailing off.
Then, an infinite number of eyes opened upon your body, upon the darkness, upon the shadows, upon every single dark place for a thousand miles as you spoke once more as all who bore witness to what was happening felt ice flood their veins.
In that moment, a universal truth was revealed to them all.
A glimpse into the realm of God.
The infinite sea at the heart of the world.
The Womb Of Creation.
In that moment, all who bore witness to this knew one thing.
You could not be allowed to begin speaking, much less finish what you were saying.
Alas, no one could make any semblance of a move to stop you, that is the power you commanded in this moment as everything became clear with each word you spoke.
“In the sea without lees, Standeth the bird of Hermes, Eating his wings variable, And maketh himself yet full stable, When all his feathers be from him gone, He standeth still here as a stone, Here is now both white and red, And all so the stone to quicken the dead, All and some without fable, Both hard and soft and malleable, Understand now well and right, And thank you God of this sight, The bird of Hermes is my name, and so I am found eating my wings to make me tame.”
You were not a saber nor archer, lancer nor caster, assassin nor rider nor berserker, nor were you a pretender or avenger or ruler.
You were a Foreigner, an existence that is completely incompatible with reality.
And You?
You.
Did.
Not.
Care.
The only thing that you cared about was this.
A single blemish upon her could not be allowed, you refused to even entertain the thought.
She was the king, she was the one whom you loved and was loved by in turn, she was the one who had put her trust in you.
No, if even a single scratch was to befall her…
Millions of cruel and sickening punishments shot through your mind like a swarm of locusts blotting out the sky to devour the crops in the field below.
Something like that could simply not be allowed.
The black aether that comprised your body opened its eyes.
And then all hell broke loose.
By the time the flames died, the dust settled, and the screams subsided, nothing remained on the battlefield aside from you and the soldiers of Chaldea.
After this, you would only stand in Artoria’s presence to slaughter her enemies with brutality that was unmatched.
You haunted the edges of her vision, her shadows, her every move.
And it broke her heart.
She wanted to laugh with you again.
To eat with you again.
To be merry with you again.
That was her one wish.
And eventually, after many nights of gazing into the shadows of her room, after many nights of silent prayers, you answered her call.
Because it broke your heart to be away from her as well.
You wanted to laugh with her again.
To eat with her again.
To be merry with her again.
That was your one wish.
A wish that, as “The Bird Of Hermes” was forever out of your grasp.
Even now, you were only running on sheer willpower to keep yourself tied to this world.
Your return to the world you come from was inevitable.
Or, that is what you thought.
But Chaldea doesn’t let one of its own go that easily.
They all fought tooth and nail to keep you around.
And they succeeded.
So then you and Artoria returned to the same way it was before.
The Master Of The Holy Lance and The Bird Of Hermes
Steel and gunsmoke.
Light and dark.
Laughing with each other.
Eating with each other.
Being merry with each other.
And loving one another.
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thequeenofknights · 8 months
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Lartoria and her leotard. Just saying...
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collettecturner · 4 months
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Lancer Artoria Pendragon
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