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Self-indulgent fan-edit of Allen Walker as a FGO Servant
Inspired by @irisinally‘s fanfiction Foreigner, a DGM x Fate/Stay Night crossover
Can I request HC and reaction for Allen, Lavi and Kanda meeting an mythology/cryptid/monster/were/etc female Reader. They met Reader, when they were saving someone, destroying Akuma and dodge/run from danger in true form, while using magic that not belong to neither Noah side, nor Order side.
D.Gray-Men reacting to a mythical creature
Characters: Lavi Bookman, Allen Walker, and Yu Kanda.
Fem!Reader, Violence, cursing, reader is not human. Using 3 different mythical creature descriptions for each boy.
Lavi Bookman-
Lavi pov
“These damn Akuma!” I screamed out feeling overwhelmed by the sheer amount. It felt like I had been here for hours.
“Help!” A small child screamed in the distance. I dashed to save them.
“Big hammer little hammer, grow, grow, grow!” I exclaimed ready to take out the nasty akuma.
A loud whooshing sound flew past me with speed that I had never seen before. They slayed the akuma with a strange power blast coming from her fingertip, saving the small child. After the dust cleared, I noticed it was a woman, and a beautiful woman at that. However, with closer inspection, I noticed that she definitely wasn’t human. She was glowing f/c with f/c butterfly wings attracted to her back. She looked ethereal and I felt my knees going weak. I guess she noticed me and set the child down flapping her wings up in the air.
“No wait!” I exclaimed wanting to talk to her
She turned her head as she kept herself in the air. Now I had a perfect view of her. Her mesmerizing e/c eyes were sparkling and her hair looked like it was in water. She was stunning.
“Who are you?” I asked trying my best not to scare her away.
“Y/n.” She responded simply looking into my eye. She then descended turning into a human?“You?” She asked with a confused by look on her face as her new form shone in the moonlight.
“Oh me! I’m Lavi Bookman! It’s nice to meet ya, y/n!” I spoke excitedly as a furious blush erupted in my face.
“You as well.” She whispered, turing back into her previous form and going back into the sky.
“Come down!” I asked her
“I’m sorry, I need to go.” She responded flying away much to my disappointment.
“Wait!” I examined running slightly after her. But she was too fast and the most beautiful woman I had ever seen flew away.
“I know I’ll see you again.” I whispered into the night. I then sighed turning around to make sure the child she saved was okay as I thought to ask Panda what she was knowing full well that that power she used wasn’t innocence or anything else I had ever seen.
“She was so pretty.” The child spoke looking up at where she flew off.
“Yeah, yeah she is.” I whispered.
Yu Kanda-
Kanda Pov
“Now Mugen go!” I yelled slaying three akuma that were laying waste to a small town.
I jumped in the air once more trying to attack more akuma. Just was I was about to attack a sudden blast from a level 2 Akuma was sent my way. I blocked the attack just in time but it sent me flying back into a stone wall. The air was knocked out of my lungs making me cough. The same akuma came lunging forward and I tried to fight but my body wouldn’t move like I wanted it to. Just as I grasped my sword something grabbed it. Vines?
“What the hell?” I muttered getting up ready to face whatever was next.
“Die, scum.” A mysterious voice spat crushing the akuma with its vines.
A forest green vine like creature with e/c eyes and the body of a woman took out a level 2 akuma like it was nothing. She looked at it with the same look that I’ve seen so many others make before except I had never seen such a power before. She wasn’t human in fact I’m not even sure what she was.
She then looked at me and the angry look in her eyes faded showing a softer look. She gave me a small smile before turning back and walking towards the woods.
“Hey, wait. Who are you?” I whispered as my voice was horse.
She stopped without looking at me and spoke in a voice so soft that any normal person wouldn’t have been able hear. And then to my surprise, changed her shape into a human like one.
“Y/n.” Was all she spoke before changing back and disappearing into the forest.
After I regained my strength, I battled every last akuma. I fought until it was dawn until the last one was slain just as the sun peaked through the horizon, completing my mission. The remaining towns folk thanked me as I made my way back to the Black Order, desperate for some answers. All the while my mind couldn’t get rid of her. How she liked, how quickly and easily she killed a level 2, and how soft her voice was. I needed answers and most importantly…
“I know I’ll see you again, y/n.” I spoke aloud as a strange sensation filled my chest.
Allen Walker-
Allen pov
“Tim-campy, go notify the nearest exorcist that I need some backup.” I shouted at tim.
There were too many of them, even for me. And I desperately needed to save the people of this town. Too many have already died due to many high level akuma terrorizing them. I wish Lavi or Kanda were here to give me support.
“Shit.” I exclaimed as I noticed an akuma just about to kill a small family.
I leapt to destroy it and save the soul trapped inside. However, I was shoved back by an akuma attack. I flew back into the ground coughing from impact. I tried getting up but more akumas began surround me and the small family. I began to panic a little, feeling overwhelmed and frustrated with the situation at hand.
“Dammit, I need help.” I spoke to no one in particular.
I killed the three akuma that were before be as they were blocking my path to the family. I acted as quickly as I could manage. Just as I was about to reach the family that was screaming for their lives, I say fir?
The figure swooped in slashing all of the akuma ;that surrounded the family, saving them. I was awestruck by the sight. It like a wolf but it was standing on its hides legs. It looked at me and I noticed it had yellow eyes and grayish hair. It was a scary, but interesting sight. However, it turned to the family and I worried that it might attack them. So, I rushed at it knocking it out of the way. I heard it whimper and I felt a small pang in my heart at the noise.
“Are you all alright?” I asked the family as they all nodded still in shock at the events that happened tonight.
I looked at the creature only to find the body of a beautiful woman getting up instead. I was shocked by her. How in the hell can she do that? Was it innocence? I couldn’t have been as she wasn’t wearing any clothes nor did I see the familiar innocence green. She looked at me and I could tell she was pissed. I couldn’t blame her considering how hard I had hit her.
“Are you okay, what’s your name? Are you okay?” I asked her feeling really bad for hitting her. She gave me a blank stare looking into my eyes with uncertainty and confusion.
“Y/n. That’s my name.” She stated
“Nice to meet you. I’m Allen Walker.” I told her stepping forward trying to greet her.
However, that only scared her as she immediately ran at an incredible speed truing back into her previous form.
“Wait, please! I just want to talk to you. I’m so sorry for earlier!” I pleated with her feeling disheartened.
She was gone. I shook my head forcing myself to refocus on the task at hand. It seemed that with her help, all of the akuma were slain. I smiled to myself thinking about her. She was pretty, maybe the prettiest girl I’d ever seen.
“I’ll see you again y/n, I know I will. Take care.” I whispered before going back to tend to the family and by others that were wounded in the village.
Thank you so much for reading ! 💜 I’ll definitely write more Head Cannons and more D. Gray-Man fic in the future. Thanks to the person who requested this! I hope you like it(it’s my first time writing these) I put my own twist on this.
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Era da un po’ che mi aleggiava questa idea per testa, di stilare una lista dei manga che sto leggendo e finalmente con l’arrivo della stagione autunnale 2020 degli anime, eccola qui. Qualcuno sicuramente si chiederà: «E cosa centra con i manga?» Non vorrei sottolineare una cosa ovvia, ma la dirò comunque; molti “adattamenti anime” nascono…
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Allen and Kanda nendos…. they are Japanese food pals now My job here is done
Inktober 14: Miranda Miranda
me reading all my favourite manga new chapters knowing all full too well the arc they are going in are hell
Just wanna draw an intimate and peaceful moment.
Time to keep going with my dgm wuxia shenanigans
Jade had heard rumors about a demon roaming around here from the locals. She wasn't exactly sure where she was or what timeline this is, but she did know how to hunt demons. So she waited until everyone had left before starting to scope the area out. At one point she felt the hair on the back of her neck stand up, a clear indication that she was being followed, or at least watched.
"Then why have you been following me?! Care to explain??" Her grip is steady on the rifle in her hands. She lowers it just enough so he can turn around and face her. "What happened to your hand?"
CHARACTER ROULETTE @strenuusvenator got... ╰┈➤ Allen Walker
This wasn't the first, nor did he think it would be the last time, that he would find someone snooping around the same are that an akuma was supposedly hunting. ( There was no supposed, actually, he knew there was. ) It was very, very dangerous to be in these areas - and as well armed as this woman seemed to be, it wouldn't do much if she was actually confronted by the demon that lurked in the neighborhood's shadows. So, in typical Allen fashion he may or may not have ( definitely ) followed her.
To the point where it came as a surprise when the woman somehow cornered him in an alley, holding her rifle to his head. He raised his hands in a placating gesture of surrender, sleeve cuffs falling ever so slightly to reveal the gruesome patterning of the skin of his left wrist - just between his gloves and sleeve.
" Hey, hey- I'm not a threat, I promise - " He's nervous, more so than he'd like to admit, but he force his voice to be as level and calm as he could.
She continues to keep the gun aimed at him for another minute before putting it away. She would be coming back here another night but for now she decided it was best to leave.
"Okay.. Do you happen to know somewhere I could rent a room or a bed to sleep in?"
Jade had heard rumors about a demon roaming around here from the locals. She wasn't exactly sure where she was or what timeline this is, but she did know how to hunt demons. So she waited until everyone had left before starting to scope the area out. At one point she felt the hair on the back of her neck stand up, a clear indication that she was being followed, or at least watched.
"Then why have you been following me?! Care to explain??" Her grip is steady on the rifle in her hands. She lowers it just enough so he can turn around and face her. "What happened to your hand?"
My favorite DGM Couple!^^
Bonus round!~
I’m starting to get behind white haired P with long hair now I’ve seen the little ponytails fan artists are giving him
And I think I know why.
HE REMINDS ME OF THIS FUCKER FROM MY TEENAGED YEARS
P IS ROBO-ALLEN.
ALLEN YOUR MY BOY.
Fandom Woes: Self-Righteousness of Modern Tragedy
I think I want to explain my case better about my beef with modern tragic/more-bitter-than-sweet fantasy/sci-fi, such as RWBY, Code Geass, and D.Gray-Man and it’s not necessarily the stories in of themselves
It’s the Self-Righteous Martyr/God-Complex of toxic contingent within these fandoms, to me they seem to ultimately not care the message the tragedy and suffering of these stories are trying to convey, but rather enjoy them and flaunt them for their own self-righteous megalomania
And I know that sounds hyperbolic, but it’s the tone, attitude and behavior of these people that give me that impression
For example with Code Geass and RWBY and the tragic deaths of Euphemia Li Britannia, Shirley Fenette, Lelouch, Pyrrha, and Penny respectively
As soon as that happened, many among the fandom would come out and theatrically proclaim the necessity of these tragic deaths, how it is so realistic an shows “thats life”, and brag how ultimately hopeful the stories still are and how it taught them how to be oh-so hopeful despite the odds, and I can see them act that way towards the burden of Allen Walker if the fandom was still active today as it was back then.
In any these cases, these people act as if they themselves were righteous martyrs, prophets of God,Life,Reality, usually the latter two because they claim "that's life" or "that's reality" all in a tone that reeks of holier-than-thou arrogance and vanity...
"Of my virtue, I am justly proud..."
Or worse, they speak with ghoulish glee and bragging about it gives them a feeling of power over these fictional characters as if they themselves are God almighty and it bleeds into how they treat real people who didn't like it by passive aggressively or belligerently belittling, judging, shaming, gaslighting, and sneering at them, implying the worse reasons of their distaste, and tell them to go watch a sitcom or slice-of-life anime or something
Then they are quick to condemn other fictional characters like Suzaku from Code Geass for being such a SOB and cheer on Watts putting Cinder on Full Blast, all while implying themselves to be such better people than both
Then they brag about what story was told with these ideas and concepts to be the end-all-be-all of these concepts in any fantasy/sci-fi epics that have even the slightest tinge of darkness and conflict and, lock them down into little theories, formulas, dogmas, and rule out everything else as a corruption, heresy, or a worthless little parasite, because they themselves are the infallible, all-knowing, and all-seeing “literary experts” who got everything all figured out and everyone else, wether the majority or minority, as peon reprobates.
Which then they pressure onto creatives with less power than them, especially when they disagree. All while they themselves can do whatever they want and do whatever they want with things they are unhappy with because “we know better than you”
I have experienced this expressing my ideas of what RWBY could have been instead, AU and Original work and been told it could only work as a slice of life anymore or a sitcom, or otherwise what I do with this stuff is ultimately meaningless and heresy and spiteful
All while they supported things like His Dark Materials Trilogy which is the Anti-Narnia written by a Atheist who hates CS Lewis and Christianity with a passion because he made the concepts more “interesting”
Or how making a sexy magical Captain Marvel with her own sailor scouts like Kamen America and her Kamen Corps because the creators were unhappy with what was done with the concept of Captain Marvel is nothing but a "Porno Captain Marvel Rip-Off"
while making an evil superman like Homelander and other nasty rendition of superheroes in "The Boys" by a guy who despises superheroes is totally fine because he knows what's the "interesting" end-all-be-all of these concepts.
All these things I describe can be summed up to figures in the Bible, The Pharisees
“They tie up heavy, cumbersome loads and put them on other people’s shoulders, but they themselves are not willing to lift a finger to move them.”-Matthew 23:4
They brag about the virtues and necessity of tragedy at the expense of fictional characters and real people, and boss around other creatives on what they do with this stuff, especially when they are unhappy, all whilst they themselves do whatever they want because they are supposedly so “objective”, they don’t need to follow the rules like everyone else
These prigs will tell others to “broaden their horizons” and give them the benefit of the doubt, but will refuse to give others the exact same courtesy because once again, “We know better than you.”
These self righteous people seem to only enjoy these stories not because of the message the tragedy and suffering is trying to convey, thats just a shield for them, but rather for their moral superiority and the thrill of power over others and being the measure of all things, for they know how life exactly works for specific individuals in specific genres and they know how to carry it out exactly.
They know with a "G"(gnosis) what's the end-all-be-all of specific concepts in ideas in specific genres and how to carry them out and they alone are the alchemists who can turn lead in to gold and everyone else is subjective and suffer from false consciousness.
In fact, I compare them to Digory’s Uncle Andrew in The Magician’s Nephew who though he could control other people by using their values against them to get them to do what he wants, while he himself doesn’t need to follow the rules, and basked in self congratulation of being a “great magician”
“Men like me, who possess hidden wisdom, are freed from common rules just as we are cut off from common pleasures. Ours, my boy, is a high and lonely destiny.”
And while we’re at it and Code Geass is on the table, let me point to one of the antagonists of Akito The Exiled, Gene Smilas
He was the mentor and surrogate parent of Lelia Macal who sought to bring Europe to a brighter future, often invoking the tale of the venerable St.Joan of Arc.
But when the time came to supposedly save EU, did he bet on his own life like the Saint did?
No.
He decided to position himself as God and Lelia as Joan of Arc, planning for her to die as a martyr for his own gain and become Emperor of Europe, because she happened to be a young lady with good morals who wasn't afraid to fight alongside her troops.
Like Uncle Andrew, Gene was nothing more than a peddling magician, but worse, he saw himself as God who controlled Lelila's destiny all while basking in delusions of righteousness in his quest for power. While Uncle Andrew was at least scared straight by Narnia.
To use a description of the Pharisees from the TV Series Jesus of Nazareth(1977) but slightly tweaked,
He bowed before the Story of Joan of Arc, but violated the heart of it.
And that's why I am so irritable about Tragedy in these kinds of stories, it feels like they are no longer enjoyed out of humility, compassion, truth, goodness, and beauty.
But rather out of pride, vanity, power, cruelty, and moral superiority
and sometimes it tempts me want to write my inspired stories in a way that gives them all the finger rather than for what I saw these ideas and concepts could have been, just so I can give them a taste of their own medicine
I know that's wrong, but these people test my patience, especially when they keep invading other people's spaces, bypass other people's "curations" because "there's nothing subjective about this, I need to correct and educate you", and getting away with this kind of nasty behavior
Because they are perfectly “objective” and everyone else is “subjective” therefore “subjected” to their “objective” will.
@beatricehawthorne @vitamaeternum
PLEASE HOSHINO SENSEI JUST LET ALMA KARMA BE HAPPY
Working on my Allen Walker cosplay for anime expo Los Angeles.
I’m using foam clay because it is light weight and air dries but it’s a bit difficult to smooth out.
