#fakcr

HANDLESS ARM WRAP AROUND HER UPPER BACK, his opposite one with palm embracing the back of her head and giving gentle pats. And although he noticed her blooded lips, he doesn’t think the injury is more important than her feelings. She’s almost had her chest split in two and could be able to perform her Noble Phantasm before.

He’s worried about the other pain, which the eyes can’t see.

“I’m just concerned, Faker... You can’t be recklessly risking your life in battle all the time.” Riff was just glad she often carried a first aid kit with her.

@fakcr ❤❤ for Gray, secretly ❤❤❤ tho. ❤❤ for Shirou ! Also ❣⁉ because she can't help her curiosity djfsd. For Gray & Shirou !!

❝ E-Eh, Lady Faker? ❞ the gravekeeper was shocked – not because of Hephaestion’s feelings towards her, but the boldness of the admittance. In a way, they were kindred spirits: they both had faith in their Masters, following in the shadow of a great man striving for something it was hard for them to grasp – yet they believed that either men could shape the world and lead others to grandness … Or destruction. Or it was what Gray believed, the girl always knew she wasn’t too smart so perhaps she was off the mark. It was unfortunate that at one point they were in opposite sides. ❝ I.. I feel the same! ❞ the usually soft-spoken girl roared once she gathered the courage, being louder than originally intended, a scarlet color flushing her cheeks once she realized how she basically yelled.

score: ❤❤ (also secretly ❤❤❤)

❝ You are someone very interesting. You are so mysterious, but at the same time you present yourself like an open book: you always says what is in your mind, is a little reckless and so brave. And it is also so beautiful to watch you fighting, you have such a pleasing technique and so precise. Being around you is contagious. ❞ Shirou admitted. He had no idea about her connection to the Emiya family crest , but something about her made him feel comfortable around her for some reason. She was… Inspiring. Yes, that was probably it. ❝ I have a good feeling about you, I’m looking forward knowing you better.❞and, without hesitation, he offers his hand for her to shake.

Johnnie searches for Faker’s hand, blushing when he finally finds it and takes it in his. It’s warm and comforting in his gentle hold, enough so that he becomes brave. His gaze turns from the beautiful night sky towards the woman next to him.

⠀⠀            ❝ this is my face. nothing ‘troubles’ me. in fact, i would much prefer you don’t try anything such as figuring out anything that is not happening. ❞

SHE WAS NOT the one to have doubts in presence of somebody she knew well. There must be taken in consideration however, that she was no longer the one who served him once. He comprehended this very well.

Moreover, the warrior’s reaction didn’t fit with that self-confident woman with a thirst for battle he was used to see. Her words and her moves. That short awestruck expression, and the urge to use her Mystic Eyes thus forcing him to reveal his true intentions.