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roabe · 2 months
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Okitoes
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taippen · 1 year
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Mori from a while ago :)
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owari-no-ooutsuke · 8 months
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mamangasick · 2 years
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Fate/type Redline
TYPE-MOON Ryouji Hirano
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dingostrash · 1 year
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The pink outfit is her best look imo
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dailyfatefigures · 1 year
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Sakura Saber - 1/8 Scale by Good Smile Company
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I think Asama Kaname is the name her father gave her. She has another name her mother gave her. Notably the kanji for her name means worthless, insignificant. Her being a girl would garner that reaction within the sexist environment of Japan + military at the time. Plus her being born out of wedlock would contribute to her father's disdain toward her as well. She's anything but worthless as we've seen how she's chosen as Nobu's Master and even stood up to that damn seaweed despite his abuse. This would fit in with the original Koha-Ace version where only Nobu calls her by name and that was even at the last moment before she was sent away for her own safety.
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thefrostyknight · 9 months
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purplerider · 8 months
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not to be so overly biased over a rare pair, but medusa could heal kohaku and make her happy and vise versa
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kiwikipedia · 9 months
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“No.”
“What do you mean, ‘no’, Assassin?”
“I mean what I said.”
Kirei should be mad. Should feel ire, should feel slighted at the fact that his Servant, a mass of mana who donned flesh and blood like a costume and was bound to him, was defying him. And yet, he feels nothing. Not even exasperation as the red-haired man before him flipped through a magecraft text sitting on the table before them.
When Kirei summoned Assassin as his Servant, he would be lying if he stated he hadn't been he had been expecting dark cloaks and a masked face, like every other Assassin from the Grail Wars recorded before. Instead, he got something… loud and garish.
Something red.
Assassin was not a typical assassin and refused to give his name.
Red clothes, red hair, red makeup, and Chinese in origin… he couldn’t place them— but he knew he was not one of the many hashashin who had come before him.
Granted, Kirie's… grasp on Chinese Assassins was lacking. He could name a few who were important to history, but there was no way this one was any of them. Too flashy, too comfortable in a modern atmosphere, and he had laughed when Kirei asked if he was the famed Jing Ke or Yan Qing.
And rather loudly at that.
Assassin was something of a mystery, despite his loud appearance and actions. The Servant was much bolder than one would think an Assassin would be, actively moving about the Tohsaka house before Tokiomi summoned the Archer Gilgamesh. So much so that Rin had asked Kirei about the “Redheaded Mister” more than once because he would help Aoi with cooking and she liked his cooking.
Again, another weird point that tied back to that ease of comfort in a more modern world. Assassin easily navigated the kitchen stove and radio— and while he knew that Servants were granted knowledge of the Modern world from the Grail, it was still odd. The familiarity wasn't that of a man who knew in the sense of having been told, but one who moved with the sense of having used one before.
Nonetheless, the fact remained that Assassin was a mystery despite how much he interacted with ease and talked to the Tohsaka family and him. Kirei would've assumed that, because of that, the Servant would have no qualms, however. It wasn't as if the man got attached— had he?
“What you’re asking of me is something that is… distasteful,” Assassin continued, seemingly unaware or perhaps uncaring that Kirei was at a loss. “I may be an Assassin but I am no idiot, though you might be."
Dark eyes met his own, reflecting the candles that adorned the walls. He was deadly serious, Kirei realized. And again, he was startled at the sheer amount of nothing he felt. He should feel annoyed, at least a little bit.
Tokiomi’s plan was already falling apart.
“Are you not my Servant?” He found himself asking and Assassin snorted, closing the book with a snap.
“You might be my Master, Kotomine Kirei, but that’s in name only. I will consider your orders, and ruminate on them, but that is all. If I act or not is my choice and mine alone,” Assassin said simply, not looking at Kirei again as he set the book down. “Feel free to use your command seals, though I can assure you, there’s only so far that will take you in this war."
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dierockten · 5 months
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i need phh ranmaru
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kara-knuckles · 1 year
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Broke: Caren doesn’t interact with Angra
Woke: Caren doesn’t interact with old Li Shuwen
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taippen · 1 year
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More Mori <3
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owari-no-ooutsuke · 1 year
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mamangasick · 1 year
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Fate/type Redline
TYPE-MOON Ryouji Hirano
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tratdotlbi78 · 1 year
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人理を叩き直しに行くぺこちゃん by やみあらー
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