#fgo.

@soulgathered

he's not so mean that he ever wants to see his master uncool ...

Finally I did it. It's bit more difficult than Kiara since there's partially filled gauge. It cost me 3 CS to refill Merlin's HP twice and Hektor's NP once. But I'm quite satisfied.

Hektor managed to stay alive untill Kama's HP on her last bar around 80.000 (that's not bad)

This guy help me when I was fighting Moriarty in Shinjuku, Tomoe in Shimousa and detour quest during CCC event. And now he's helping me to fight Kama. Hektor deserves more grail.

when had things even started to turn out like this ? at first , he had been perfectly content to simply be acknowledged here and there ; he was fine jealously guarding his faults and trying to smother his flirtatious shadow . togetherness , he thought , was already far beyond any of his ordinary , unordinary human limit . yet despite his "condition" the other servants of chaldea were often older , wiser , or even stranger , and yet still kind --- and maybe that's why , he thinks , that even someone like himself could be allowed to have a small , second hope .

giddiness started to turn into a pining seed for affection . in each of his memories , his head keeps turning ; he can't help but stare . caster keeps sparkling spinning-wheel gold in the light , and the sound of her voice --- her laughter , perked his ears . did she already know what was happening to him ? here and now , on his way to the simulator , his heart leaps into his throat and stays there , but he still forces his feet to move forwards even as his limbs ache and his face starts to change .

dark's coaxing could only go so far --- breezily telling him not to worry only made daisuke want to worry more , and the playful-careless suggestion of letting him wholly handle what must have been , optimistically , a "date-in-waiting" was instantly shot down . even if his figure was different , and he felt nothing short of a hunchbacked beast shoved into mortifying spotlight , artoria would have accepted it as him , right ?

even if the only thing waiting for him was another polite rejection , he trusted that she would at least have been sincere . as a born-and-raised coward and liar , he had always admired that part of her , cruel as it might have been to scrawl onto one of his own calling cards in the hopes of calling him for bitter-sweet heartbreak . it's always been one of his family's rules and dark's own whims , however : invitations such as these couldn't be declined .

would she even be there ? what would he even do if she really was there ? although he's told wiz to wait back at his room , he was beginning to have second thoughts and regrets . so he fidgets . hesitantly knocks . when he enters , he isn't a second too early or too late --- the great phantom thief's grand , tolling entrance as meek as a dormouse's .

"daisuke! let's go watch the fireworks together!"

@artorily

' HABABA ?? '

close ! so close . like , that was almost the same amount of syllables , right ? it's the only consolation he can give himself as he feels the pound of his heart start to skyrocket in an instant . uwaa , out of everyone , why him ?! no , really --- why him ?! it's not like he didn't want to go , especially with someone like her , and especially after all this time ... ( for new years , right ?! let's just skip the omikuji and just call this a DAI-KICHI --- !! ) but would her mind change if dark ended up suddenly waking up , or if his appearance ended up transforming ?!

i'm so stressed out , i wanna puke !!

--- was not exactly how you casually , cool-and-stylishly agreed to spending time with a friend ( err , they were still friends , right ... ? or maybe they had never even really been friends in the first place ?! no , she wouldn't have asked him if they weren't , right ?! ) who apparently wanted to spend time with you !

' i --- ! ' make it or break it , daisuke ! even as he feels his throat squeeze and the pitch of it deepen , he can't help the squeak and wildfire burn that blisters hot along his cheeks . i'd love to , i'm so happy , thank you so much for asking me ... !! everything that he wishes he could say feels like it implodes and sinks . in the end , the emotion might not have been too different from the twisting , singing lights already crashing , popping , and quietly fading out into a warm fizzle in the distance .

he wouldn't end up making the firework show ugly somehow , would he ? ' if --- if you're really okay with having me ... '