#achiata

"Then I'll come with you. All the way down to hell..."

@whatissleepeven since this is your ask.

Hmm, my favorite FGO pairing is hard. I feel like I’m obligated to say Proto-Cu/Robin because I basically kick-started that one, but I also really vibe with Achilles/Atalanta and Mordred/Jekyll...

You’re getting a little bit of all of them.

Rolainn (New Ship Name for Proto-Cu x Robin Hood)

Proto-Cu is very physically affectionate

One of the duos favorite pastimes is trolling the CCO (Chaldean Conspiracy Organization) “Payback for the Poker” Robin calls it.

The Older Cu’s tease Proto frequently, Robin will sometimes play up the affection around them cause Robin’s a troll.

They can both cook alright. They’re tastes are very dissimilar tho.

They’re definitely the type to do dates just...chilling outside.

Achiata (Achilles x Atalanta)

Achilles tries to be Proto-Cu levels of public affection. Atalanta does not.

They spend a lot of time caring for the kiddos.

Alex tends to prefer Achilles, while Rhyme tends to prefer Atalanta. Ko-Gil and Jack just stick to their best friends.

Bold of you to assume either can cook. They can’t.

A couple that fights together, stays together.

Mojek (Mordred x Jekyll)

Mordred is very physically affectionate, Jekyll is a Victorian, he panik

He’s getting better about it though.

He’s no longer passing out when Mordred picks him up in public.

Mordred nearly passes out from shock when he kisses him on the cheek in public.

Mordy was not prepared. He almost thought Jekyll was Hyde for a hot second.

Bold of you to assume a Saberface can cook. Jekyll absolutely does all the cooking.

Most of their downtime is spent in the gym, Jekyll just relaxing with a book while Mordred trains, a playlist they made together playing in the background.

Wow, I apparently have a lot of Mojek headcanons compared to others huh? 

thank you (on twitter)

Hey, so this is one of my first times trying to write something more romantic for Fate, so please tell me how it goes! As always, constructive criticism is welcomed and encouraged! I hope you enjoy!

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Reunited

“You drew a great Servant! Anyway, I'm the Rider-class Servant, Achilles. ...Yeah, yeah, the Heroic Spirit well-known for having his heel as his weak point. Well, to catch a hold of my heel is not something just anyone could do, you know! The name, "mankind's fastest legs", is not just for show, you know?”

The words left Achilles mouth as if by instinct, even as he was blinking out the light of the summoning. The Last Master of Chaldea, Fujimaru Ritsuka, was standing there Mash Kyrielight by his side.

“So, you’re my master?” Achilles laughed, “I think me and you are gonna get along fine!”

“Me too!” Fujimaru smiled.

…

Achilles wandered through the halls of Chaldea, taking in the sights (and avoiding Penthesilia).

The Rider wasn’t quite paying attention to where he was going. 

“Oi,” the green archer, Robin Hood, greeted, “I think you’re a little lost.”

“Nah,” Achilles responded, “I’m just wandering around.”

“Ah, okay. Another rider came by earlier, but then again, all the child servants inevitably end up here at some point.”

“Why’s that?”

“Well its because-” Robin began.

“Oi! Robin! Come on, Master needs to farm some Knight classes, you’re on the team!” Cu Chulainn, the younger one, called.

Robin sighed, “I’m coming, Proto.”

Achilles watched as the duo exited, not missing Proto-Cu unsubtly grabbing Robin’s hand when he thought they were far away enough.

“A-Achilles!?” The new voice nearly set Achilles on edge, normally when someone blurted out his name, it was Penthesilia. But the voice sounded younger, so Achilles hesitantly turned.

The voice belonged to a young boy with red hair and tanned skin. He was dressed in leather armor. Following closely behind him was a short blonde boy wearing a white jacket.

“That’d be me.” Achilles greeted, “And you are…?”

The boy’s eyes looked like they were about to burst out of his head, staring at Achilles in admiration, so his friend took the opportunity to answer for him.

“His name is Alexander, as in the future Alexander the Great. He’s a huge fan of yours. My name’s Gilgamesh, by the way, but please call me Gil!”

“Ah.” Achilles nodded.

“Can-Can you sign my copy of the Iliad?” Alexander stuttered.

“Of course!” Achilles responded instantly, beginning to search for a pen. 

“Alexander? Gil?” A female voice called, “Why did you run off?”

Turning the corner was another servant, obviously Archer class. She had green and tannish hair, and wore a green outfit. A miniature entourage of other child servants followed her.

“Alex just saw his “hero” and ran off to get an autograph.” Gil laughed, gesturing to Achilles, currently signing Alexander’s copy of the Iliad.

“Oh, you’re that new Rider that Master was excited about? Achilles right-” Atanlta began looking Achilles in the eyes. Suddenly, a breath burst of pain shot from behind both of their eyes.

“Oi, what was that!?” Achilles hissed, rubbing his temples, “Did you do that?”

Atalanta blinked a couple times, “No, it's just a function of Chaldea’s summoning system. It’ll slowly bleed in memories of familiar servants from previous summonings after encountering them. Supposed to help jumpstart camaraderie.”

“Makes sense. Weird, but I can understand the function…” Achilles muttered. He could feel some memories returning, nothing concrete, but certain feelings. Again, nothing Achilles could put his finger on yet, but it made him feel happy to see the Archer again.

One of the child servants, holding a large book, tugged on Atalanta’s skirt, pulling them back from where they came.

“Oi, do you mind if I join you?” Achilles asked, as the archer turned to leave.

Atalanta paused for a second, turning to look back at the Rider. 

“...I don’t see why not.” Atalanta said finally.

“Woohoo!” Alexander let out a cry of joy, clearly happy for the chance to be near his idol more.

“It seems like Alex liked that decision.” Atalanta noted.

“Yeah...” Achilles said, before something came back to him.

“Yeah, alright, let’s go Missy.”

“Missy?”

“I don’t know, it just felt right.”