fallen ideals.

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Saber vc: Wait a moment …. you are known as Archer Emiya and he is Shirou Emiya. My Master was Shirou Emiya but you are Archer Emiya. So … you are saying you suck????

Dunno who this Emiya person is. I am just Archer. Archer Archer.

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    “So... it is finally over, huh?” How idiotic, that he felt more sad than relieved to know that their battle has come to an end.

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tfw tumblr hates your favorite icon

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Shirou: I’m nothing before my morning coffee!

Archer: *SMACKS CUP FROM HIS HAND*

Archer: You’ve always been nothing.

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Unfortunately, I have to go to work now, so here, have some cuties.

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"T-They are not delusions, Archer! I truly do believe you are a wonderful man and it brings me both joy and sorrow to be with you again!" Don't dismiss her attempts at making him smile. She just wants to see that smile again.

Okay, okay, he’ll give her one of his rare smiles, but mainly because it amuses him to see her getting flustered, and not because her stubbornly insisting on the ‘wonderful’ part or anything like that. “I know that I don’t deserve these words... but thank you.”

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"Even so, I still find you to be a wonderful man Archer." She's smiling brightly.

    “… Saber… did you consider talking to Doctor Romani about your delusions?” It is his cooking, right? It has to be his cooking.

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burdensword replied to your post:

“But Emiya Shirou is….you, Archer.”

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daily reminder that Emiya Shirou sucks!

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Me: Let me do cute fluffs with Keks over pocky day and it’s also our muses’s dad birthday-

Me, after turning potential fluff with Keks into angst with no chill because happiness doesn’t exist for Shirou and Archer:

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"Did you know today is pocky day?" In his hand was a red box, with the cover features chocolate-dipped pockys. There was one already sticking out of Shirou's mouth. He held it out for EMIYA to take a piece from the box, while he munch on his own treats.

     “...” Instead of taking the offered box, he decides to steal Shirou’s treat instead. Too bad if you are expecting him to play the pocky game, though, he bites it off before it turns out like that.

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"Archer," The redhead call out for his older self. "Do you know what today it is?" Shirou asked, pausing for a moment as he looks up at EMIYA. There was bit of uncertainty of what he wanted to tell him if Archer hasn't forgotten about what's important about this particular day. Still, there was a small smile on their face, although a bit 'forced' to try to hide how their golden hues has dimmed with melancholy to it before speaking. "It's our dad's birthday..."

   “... It is?” His memories probably had more holes than Swiss cheese, so of course he would not remember anything like that. He tried to recall, did they ever celebrate this day? Did he try to make cake, or ask Taiga for help by finding a suitable gift? He did not remember.

    Well, it was quite obvious to Archer that this fake smile did not reach Shirou’s eyes, but he chose to not comment on it. He had a hunch what Shirou was trying to ask him, but he was not much of a sentimental person, and did not exactly want to talk about this. “I suppose that means Taiga is coming over?”

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streetcrowned‌:

“because you know fuyuki well — dare I say, you even know it better than lancer? or caster? correct me if I am wrong emiya, but are you not a hero with his origins tied to that place?” she leans a little bit forward, golden eyes stubbornly staring up at the archer. “we could make burgers and eat them on our way there.” she suddenly adds, still smiling.

        “honestly  how long did you  think it would take me to  notice the truth?          we can go and pretend to be strangers afterwards, but could you not          give him this one day?”

// @swordworks .

He probably shouldn’t be surprised, after all she knew him better than anyone else, yet he remained unsure how to respond, to say that her gaze made him feel uncomfortable was probably an understatement. He never wished to lie to her, but he never wanted to be honest, either, in the end he was a coward who feared facing his past, and she was a part of it.

      “... The city got destroyed, I am not sure if the grave still exists.” He chose to ignore her passive-aggressive suggestions.

      “... Your burgers are far underneath my level, though...” He sighed. “Fine, I’ll accompany you to the singularity.”

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"archer" she quite deliberately uses his class name instead of anything else. "would you come with me to the fuyuki singularity?" she holds up a bouquet of flowers, smiling a little. "you are acquainted with the city, right? so in case something happens you'd be an amazing guardian. i just wanna stop by the cemetery since it's my father's birthday, so I figured you might wanna come along?" of course, she simply offers him an excuse to go.

His birthday... Archer had to admit, that, along with so many other things, he had forgotten the old man’s birthday. Strangely enough, he didn’t feel much about it, no desire to grief, no desire to visit that person’s grave. Perhaps it was not that surprising, after all he always wished to cut all connections to his past, to remain as a nameless shadow. Emiya Shirou was dead, and thus he did not have to care about Emiya Kiritsugu either.

    “... I am sure you can take care of yourself just well.” Yet he felt a certain bitterness, perhaps because she asked him out of all possible people, because she used his class name, or maybe because he feared that his heart wasn’t quite as empty as he wanted it to be, and that visiting that man’s grave would actually hurt him. “Why are you asking me?”

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@swordworks // cont. from here 

The shadow tensed slightly at the other’s gaze. Maybe it was naive of him to approach his counterpart so freely. All Kage wanted was to get along with everyone. After a few moments, the other took his aid and he gave a nod. Kage walked to the closet to pull out a broom and a dustpan. “They are so carefree sometimes.” he muttered. “This place brings comfort, I think.” he replied as he began to sweep the floor.  

“ It makes them feel like they are normal humans again..or at least I think so.” he told. He didn’t look up from his chore. 

The corners of his mouth curled into something that could be interpreted as a smile, and a slight scoff escaped his lips. “Carefree, indeed.” He responded, putting away some of the clean plates. “Sometimes it is hard to believe that they are supposed to be ancient heroes.”

He paused for a second. Feeling human again... it was something he was familiar with, after all, at times, he found himself actually enjoying the time here, seeing the others fool around, living a strangely ordinary life, despite their rather particular situation. It was ridiculous, after all their time here was limited, and in the end, they were but tools to achieve a certain goal, yet it was true, to say that he sometimes felt alive again, something he had missed for a very long time. And he supposed the other Emiya did feel something similar. “I suppose... I do not dislike it...”