
Independent RP/Ask blog for Assassin EMIYA from Fate/Grand Order. OC, Crossover, and AU friendly.
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Dekirukoto:
dekirukoto:

“ Anyone who objects to EMIYA-san being here in Chaldea can take it up with me. We need all the allies we can get, and we should be kind to him regardless of how he acts because he’s here with us. Understand? “

“Amazing. I completely disagree with literally every single thing you’ve just said.”
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hands him a pair of clown shoes. ❝ you dropped these. ❞

Slips them on without a word and walks off with each step making honking noises behind him.
forthegrail:
@rosesofchronos for a starter:

“Assassin…i’m sorry to disturb you during your personal burger time but I was wondering if we could talk about your relationship with my king.” Sitting down at Kiritsugu’s table the knight casually looked on man eating by himself again. It was sad in a way watching a grown man by himself at a cafeteria table eating alone like that one person who still goes to Prom without a date and sits on the side like a wallflower…excepts he’s a grown man and has a little sauce on his cheek.

“This nonsense again...” Of course it WOULD be one of HER knights who found it in themselves to ruin this sanctimonious time between him and the one thing that ebbed the constant pain just existing brought upon the wretched man. He didn’t ask for much to begin with but it seemed he couldn’t even have this. This one thing to himself. Had he not been so utterly apathetic, he suspect, he might have actually shed a tear. Sighing, and wiping the sauce from his cheek with his tattered cloak he looked at the knight with eyes bereft of any sort of life or compassion. “There’s nothing to talk about. Keep that King of yours and your fellow lapdogs as far away from me as possible and there shouldn’t be any issue.”
sanzenxsekai replied to your post: “You know, life really is just one big crazy bag...
“,..sounds to me like you lost your own marbles a long time ago, old man.”

“I lost my everything a long time ago, Archer. My smile. My optimism. My sense of purpose. My childhood innocence. Mental stability. Lost potential. Will to live. The ability to feel happiness for a significant duration of time. You name it. It’s gone.”