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Sorry, I died for a bit, taking care of kids is exhausting. I have a 5-month-old and 3 year old I now live with, so I get exhausted auntie hours.
@moonlightmagus said: TENDER! (Let's have some cuteness between Katsu and Yuuki for my comeback!)
HARD-TO-FIND HURT / COMFORT ACTION PROMPTS.
TENDER : receiver wakes up to sender caressing them gently; a hand carding through their hair, brushing hair off their forehead, a hand on their cheek, a thumb swiping under their eye.
He doesn't usually let anyone get close enough to touch him. In a way, he guesses it's no surprise that his first reaction upon waking at her gentle hands is to give a flinch at something being so close to his face. He only begins to relax again after his eyes have shot open, recongnizing his master's face.
"Sorry - I pushed myself too hard again, didn't I?"
While his ability to give mana so freely to other servants did put him in a uniquely helpful position for Chaldea's services, it also ran its own risks when demanded more out of himself than he could give.
He's not hurt, at least. Only a light bump on his forehead at worst, from when he'd fallen unconcious.
"But....if you're here...that means we won, right?"
She continued to rub the back of her hand against his cheek gently, even after he flinched. She was used to it by now, but he deserved some gentle caresses after he worked too hard. They were both like peas in a pod in that regard. She also overworked herself, and her ability to have more mana than most masters means she often got fatigued easily. Some Servants were more draining than others.
Feeling the bump on his forehead, her hand would glow with mana, and she'd start to heal his bump. "Of course, we won, but you scared me, Katsu. You fell and hit your head. You're important to me, so I got distracted and worried. Be careful, okay? I don't want anything bad to happen to you."
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Mages were often viewed with suspicioun, no matter how little they actually are. Considering the fact that many people would be killed for knowing the existence of magic, mortality rate being rather high to begin with. So when someone with magic gets lost in a city like this, it begs suspicion.
Still he has his duties, even to foreign tourist.
"Reason for passing Snowfield."
All mages get through this, a rare kind of rule that is rarely used considering this is Nevada, the middle of almost nowhere.
Yuuki felt extremely lost. Her main purpose was to try to find Flat and convince him to come back to the Clock Tower. It doesn't work very well when you have no sense of direction and are a novice magus yourself. If there was ever a dumb tourist who looked lost, that would be Yuuki Nemuru. It took her a couple of seconds to even register she was being spoken to.
"Ah! Oh S-sorry, reason for...? Oh right! I'm here looking for a friend." She said, nervously shifting back and forth. She bowed before him in apology. "I'm sorry, sir. Am I doing something wrong? Did I trespass or something?" Her voice was polite and soft. Her hands were in front of herself, clutched together.
Alright I want to write again, so let's do a small starter call! Like this for a small starter, I may dm with questions but let's get to writing! Starting off 2026 strong since I disappeared for 2 years, and a lot happened during that so let's get back to a happy place.
Now that Fate/Strange Fake is out I need to come up with a verse for Yuuki for there... Hmmmmm.....
I'm sorry I died for like a year. I was severely burnt out, and I want to come back here. I miss writing. Does anyone want to write with me again? I know I've been gone for a very long time, and I had a lot happen in my life, but I'm doing better and miss my outlet.
Small tiny (3) starter call. I'm going to try to do some small starters/maybe one liners ish? Try to get back into the swing of things.
Hooooooooo boy. I didn't die I still exist I am sorry for the long departure. I was uh, very very overwhelmed in rl. BUT I AM HERE, if anyone wants to rp, I'll be slow but I can try! Soon anyways. I spend a lot of time on discord!
HI, I'm not dead. I've just been... WOW, through a lot moving cross country, and getting into a new norm. I'm here. Just low energy on discord. Sorry, everyone.
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"Because I am not letting you do that! It's heart breaking to see you disappear like that even if it means you come back. I don't like it!"
The boy gives a sigh at the response. It's not a dismissive one, but a reluctant admittance of the circumstances. He doesn't want Yuuki to stop caring about him, nor does he want to hurt her. He can't have both at once here, and he knows that.
But he does worry about her.
"But would you let me use if things got really bad? I don't want that to hold you back if you really need my sister to be at her best. I'm sure she'd say the same; became she wants to protect you just as much as I do"
But there is a small laugh, despite the grimness of the statement.
"Uh - don't tell her I told you that, though. She thinks it's a secret."
The Master didn’t care one bit about how bad it got, she only cared about making sure Nobukatsu didn’t do that again. “If I have ever made that the last resort where you have to use your noble Phantasm, I have failed you as a Master.” She said simply, emerald hues examining him carefully. “I won’t forbid you from using it, as I am not taking away your free will, but I care about you so much Nobukatsu. I don’t ever want you to have to feel that feeling, dying and disappearing. You have value beyond just giving your sister buffs. You’re a wonderful Archer. Your attacks are great, and you’ve strong. I know you want to protect me, but I won’t let that happen.”
despairfiles:
Shirou wasn’t anything like the other students in the Clock Tower. His father had never raised him to be his successor, wishing for the boy to be happy until the very end – passing away peacefully watching the stars after a promise lifted a heavy burden from his shoulders. The young man was never meant to be a magus, but he would in order to fulfill his path to save as many people as possible – there was a bit of a weird sidetrack when he had been transported to another place, another time and met someone in need of saving. Someone in need of a Hero of Justice…But also in need of a friend. A girl who had only known isolation and had her own humanity systematically stripped away from her in order to become a transparent vessel for her father, a fact that a stranger like himself shouldn’t know. He watched as his underclassman seemed to be analyzing him, trying to figure out the proper way to formulate a response – a far cry from the Yuuki he had met, someone who had already been to the Clock Tower and learned how to act as a human yet never could experience humanity by herself. Mages are inhuman beings, feigning in order to attain what they desire: from political alliances, power or other benefits, every single interaction had a hidden meaning. In a way, this one too had some hidden agenda albeit a benevolent one.
❝ Ah, that is a relief. I admit I do enjoy things lively, everyone has so many interesting personalities, but I know it isn’t everyone’s cup of tea. ❞ he exhaled and massaged the back of his neck. ❝ Sometimes they can get a little too… Exciting. Don’t hesitate to tell me if it troubles you, ok? Or anything you’d want. We are classmates and neighbors after all.❞
She didn’t get it. Why is he bothering to talk to her? Just because she’s also a Japanese student? Yuuki kept her face emotionless as she examined him. He showed a bit of nervousness, or at least what she understood it to be. She nodded to his words, and opened her mouth to speak but realized she had to clear her throat first. It was tiring, talking to him. Using her voice in this capacity was foreign. Emerald hues found themselves staring into his. Why did he care with such warmth about her comfort? It was blinding, and slightly suffocating comparatively. Although, a part of her found this slightly enjoyable. Taking a moment to take a steadying breath, the Magus found her voice once more.
“Ah, pardon me. It’s not a trouble, honest. Their loudness reminds me that-“ I’m not there. “I’m living around others. It hasn’t been too loud. Teacher can be rather… eccentric, so I’m slightly used to it.” She said softly, looking down at the floor again. She was hoping he wouldn’t see her suffering. A small idea popped its way into her mind. Her mouth moved before her brain could stop her as she spoke quietly. “…Did you want to hang out? Since we’re neighbors and classmates, it would make sense to hang out.” Her words were quick out of her mouth, and she was shocked as she finished them. Where did that come from? Was she just trying to dangle herself near someone like him who radiated such warmth? Was she trying to make herself suffer by forcing herself to speak? To be around the life she used to dream about having? This felt like some paltry attempt at gaining something that might not even give something in return. He was just being polite, why is she imposing herself upon him? She shocked herself into stunned silence as she awaited his reply.
cantillat:
Arthur was satisfied with his Master’s sensitive choice of clothing. Yuuki normally seems to favor skirts but riding a horse sidesaddle seems to be a hassle if compared to astride. Maybe the former could be safer than the latter, but that was beside the point. Looking at both of them it wouldn’t strike as anything special: Arthur was sporting a teal swimming trunks and an open light white jacket made of cotton. The young man was barefoot, as slippers or sandals could get entangled with the saddle. Meanwhile she too was sporting beachwear, which made the entire thing incredibly laid-back – in fact, the poor filly almost seemed overdressed if compared to the two humans but riding bareback could be more challenging.
❝ Don’t worry, we’ll be riding together until you feel more comfortable. ❞ Arthur reassured her. ❝ C’mon, introduce yourself to her, she is a good girl. ❞ the young man stepped aside, allowing Yuuki to come closer ❝ I don’t think she has a name. Would you like to do the honors ? ❞
The last thing Yuuki wanted to do was to possibly give the young horse a name similar to one he had owned before. It probably wouldn’t bode well, even if that was her first instinct. She pondered for a moment before settling on something she recalled reading. “Why not call her Beleza? I remember reading during some of my studying that some called their horse that because it means Beauty. I don’t entirely recall where I read that though, so take it with a grain of salt.” She said simply, finding herself gently brushing her hand down the soft side of the horse’s face. She gave a few calming noises to accompany her touches.
“How do you like that name, hm? Beleza, you beautiful girl.” She giggled a bit, speaking directly to the horse, careful that all her movements were slow, yet confident. She remembered reading about how intuitive horses were. How sensitive to emotions they were, so she tried her best to keep herself calm and collected. Taking a moment, Yuuki turned to look at Arthur and grin. “I gotta say, I can’t tell what I like better! Your Summer wear, or your armor. You look really good. Definitely more relaxed, and we match for this outing!”
As I am slowly working on my drafts, coming into a semi-normal schedule, and finishing up unpacking a house (WHAT LYSSA?? YOU'RE STILL NOT DONE!??!?!) Listen there was more stuff than I realized and I'm getting to it. Chronic health issues, unite! Anyway, I'm probably going to do small replies of maybe 1 to 2 paragraphs, nothing really bigger as it's really hard on me right now. So those multi-para replies people have been waiting months for... I apologize please keep waiting I'll get there eventually. If you want smaller things in the meantime! Hit me up! I plan to do some fun, light-hearted things like Summer Fun since in FGO it's Summertime! Thank you all for your patience.
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