forgetmenot-memories has created such an incredible OC
Definitely one of my favorites partners
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forgetmenot-memories has created such an incredible OC
Definitely one of my favorites partners
"You know, believe it or not, this is not as bad as it looks."
It's under a hundred days left before Christmas, but what the hell-- Dear Santa, I don't want much for Christmas, I just want the person reading this to remain in my life forever. Send this to the people you idolize, people you look up to, people you don't wanna lose, people you love so much ♥
Thank you!
☩ {Ayaka}
☩:Crossover Ship with my muse.
I’ve never really seen a crossover ship with Ayaka before, in all honesty so I wouldn’t be sure how to reply. Well since I’m gonna count crossovers within Fate I think seeing her with FSN Saber would be interesting, I’ve seen someone getting asked if they see it being a viable ship and the reply was interesting because they said they could see Arturia being Ayaka’s knight without an issue but a woman who wants to erase herself from existence probably couldn’t help a girl with sever self-esteem issues like Ayaka. And in return Ayaka doesn’t have the same determination as Shirou to prove to Saber one shouldn’t judge themselves by their past because that’s what she does all the time. But the fanart is cute and it’d be interesting to just see them as a Master/Servant pair considering how different Arturia is from Arthur.
Alternatively Shirou/Ayaka because protags with King Arthur as a Servant have to stick together or something and he could show her that one shouldn’t judge themselves based on their past. Maybe they can bond over losing their Servant and having tragic pasts idk?
forgetmenot-memories replied to your post:I’d love to do an AU where she summons someone...
but imagine that when Arthur starts self depreciating, she does her best to keep him from doing that to himself and it’s all great bonding time because they both are self depreciating and try to keep the other from thinking that way
Or alternatively they both start self depreciating and become the most self hating duo in the Holy Grail War. But yeah I think they're sort of support networks to each other but Ayaka probably needs a support network like him more than he needs her tbh. You know I'm surprised that canonically Ayaka doesn't feel some sort of resentment towards Arthur because Manaka seriously falls for him, then he stabs her and sure it saved Ayaka but he didn't manage to save Papa Sajyou and it's the war that really takes her sister from her and all and Saber's a part of that.
Blut Im Auge || @forgetmenot-memories
forgetmenot-memories:
{❀} — The blow to the right cheek wasn’t even expected. It was a genuinely surprising reaction I hadn’t even thought would even occur between he and I. My mind seemed to automatically numb my senses, and as I tentatively pushed my upper body off of the ground with my arms, it worked for a few moments before the sensation of tingling pain invaded the right side of my face. There was a metallic taste that met my tongue, and some of the crimson liquid dripped out of my mouth, onto the ground in little chimes. I spit out some of the blood before wiping my mouth, smudging the sanguine fluid slightly.
As I steadily rose to my feet, the first thing I felt was anger. Rage at the action and who it was coming from. It was palpable; I could even pick out its taste that somehow entered my mouth. I decided anger tasted like something akin to how tears and blood would if they were mixed together. This initial, boiling emotion faded away, however, and was replaced by an eerie sense of calm, almost indifference. Maybe it was some way to pridefully display that I was above violent outbursts or comebacks.
For a moment, my eyes just stared back at the Spider Head, light traces of anger glittered throughout them, without a word until I gave him just a simple inquiry.
“Are you done with your attempt at somehow getting revenge through me?”
The large obsidian eyes glowed in the dark, while a ray of moonlight cut through the window, leaning on the woman's face. The sound of the slap echoed in the cold air, as harbinger of doom, meanwhile Chrollo wondered why he had done it. He would never hit a woman, he would never hurt her, but the situation was different, was not it so? He had not before a common woman, not a common hostage, but one who the bastard with chains loved, his new family. The Spider took a step back, while the words of the women reverberated in the darkness of the abandoned palace, along the collar of mountains that skirted the edge of Yorkshin City. Meanwhile, drops of icy water fell from a pipe coming out of the ceiling and seemed to mark time.
The darkness slipped along Chrollo’s whitish skin, wrapping him in a cold embrace, while the black irises captured the overgrown garden that stood outside one of the windows. Everything was painted by an almost blinding whiteness, as the night seemed to hide the world. It was as if they were in a puddle of light, under huge lamps, but it was only the rain of the moon, whose light fell upon the abandoned mansion. The anger of the woman crawled toward him, stood on the tip of his tongue and seemed to burn, but it suddenly disappeared and calm returned to reign, a calm that symbolized the beginning of a storm?
Anything is possible ...
That thought seemed to roar in Chrollo’s mind, who turned to the woman, looked at her for a long time, stopping on those blue irises, like two pieces of sky, two pools of water. He retraced his steps, grabbed her chin in a firm grip, while inhaling the scent of her skin, and he went into his nostrils, intoxicating him softly.
"I would not make much ado if I was in your shoes." The Spider said softly. "I only wish that your beloved Kurapika come here, okay? I'm not going to hurt you, I want only him."
Late Anniversary
It's still 3 am in the morning, he couldn't sleep at all. He was so stupid until she can't be mad at him anymore. But it was a really important matter. he shouldn't be missed it. He looked at her, she was asleep. Looks so calm. He hate it when he has a bit time to meet her, he was here where she already sleep and gone when she didn't wake up yet. She maybe don't want to hear another sorry sorry sorry and sorry again from him since he always made something that he feels it doesn't right. Kurapika move closer to her, look at her in the closest way. His hand move to her cheek, and he placed his lips on her, gently, not gonna pull it for a while. He missed her a lot. He realized it, his kiss become deep, deeper, deeper. His move to her hair, her scent is the one who can relax him. Only her. His everything. "... Happy Anniversary." He said, in the deep of his heart.