#fgo master

[i-n-q-u-i-s-i-t-e-u-r]

this is still funny in my head

[oletarts]

Very old doodles but Fuuma is almost at bond 8 so I wanted to post these 🥺

[chaldeamage-neo]

"If servant no want smooch, why answer summon?"

-Literally ever one of us

[jasyf]

I’m happy for the people who want more husbando’s but like was I the only one who thought these two looked similar? Like the black and red split cloak, pale hair, thigh highs.  If you couldn’t read it: Fujimaru (male master): Hey Karna, good news! You’re going to be the next santa! Karna: What’s a Santa? Mysterious Heroine X Alter: Someone who delivers presents to good people and eats lots of cookies. Karna: Really? Could you please tell me more? Mysterious Heroine X Alter: Sure just let me have the cookies you can’t finish.

[siegfaerie]

I also have another master oc who loves siegfried dearly

[octosqueesh]

More doodles of Astolfo and Khile (my master sona) that I did the other day to cheer myself up when feeling down alskdjla. I’d love to draw them with my other servants sometime but Astolfo is forever top fave and I can draw us in cute clothes so-

ALSO HAVE YINZ HEARD OF THE SABER ASTOLFO LEAKS????  I wanna draw,,, so bad I am,,, in love he looks sO CUTE. I have other things to do first but expect that soon

[fatereferences]

Ritsuka Fujimaru (F) - references

[nonsensical-ponderings]

baby don’t you cry // fgo fanfic

saw a fanart of gudako hugging tamamo. got soft. went apeshit gay. this came out after 20 minutes of me slapping my keyboard aggresively.

fandom: fate/grand order  characters: tamamo-no-mae , gudako / ritsuka fujimaru spoilers: none triggers: none word count: 359

enjoy! ☆

This was no good. Seeing her master so down in the dumps did nothing but upset Tamamo. And what wife would leave her beloved to suffer by themself? 

The fox wanders in front of Gudako’s room for a while, before finally making her presence known to the other. As she enters the room, it’s dark. The silhouette of her beloved barely stands out as it lays on the bed and if Tamamo’s protection instincts hadn’t kicked in already - now they did.

“Master?” Her voice resounds the place and feels a movement from the other side of the room. 

“T… Tamamo?” Sorrow and weakness can be heard clearly as she speaks the name of her servant. It’s as if that something awakens within Caster that she finally rushes to the bed. Without having to be asked or pushed back, she finds her master and embraces her with both of her arms. The arms of the other automatically find their place as well, which would be around her servant’s waist and she rests her head on her shoulder.

The gentle kitsune’s hands began to slowly slide up and down the other’s head in an attempt to soothe her cries and her upset. Explanation for them isn’t given--but they’re not begged for, either, since Tamamo figures that she doesn’t need it and that her beloved wouldn’t like to speak about it. Simple declarations of her endless love and reminders that it’s going to be okay are thrown at the ginger and although not verbally, she eats them up. The grip around the servant’s waist is tightened and a voice whispers,

“Please, Tamamo… Please, don’t leave me...”

“What kind of a wife leaves their beloved when they most need them? Rest assured, my Master - I will never leave your side~...” She replies and her hand stops moving, now simply resting on the other’s head. 

More tension leaves Gudako’s body as she sighs deeply and closes her eyes, burying her face some more into the other’s neck. Tranquility now fills the room, though it is far from uncomfortable or irritating - for that there’s the perfect wife to rid her darling from the awful nightmares.