@ironwroughthero EMAILED: It Had Started Out As Simple Box Had Chocolates Had Quickly Evolved Into A

@ironwroughthero​ EMAILED: It had started out as simple box had chocolates had quickly evolved into a small platter of various chocolates and candies of all shapes, sizes and flavors.  The Archer quickly thrusted it into his Masters arms.   "Here.  I wasn't sure what you liked so...I made a bit if everything." He told her, still trying to play it cool and aloof.

When the simple box, or rather an sweets themed box, was thursted into her arms, Hakunon held it in her hands, before trying (actually failing) to hide her shyness, the master opens the box slightly, before opening it all, “Ah.. Archer-san! You shouldn’t have!” A smile graces her lips, before realizing something, “Wait here! I was preparing you something earlier.”

Hakunon runs to place the gift box on a nearby desk, before picking up the speed towards the kitchen ( which could be a war zone. Maybe. ), before coming back to meet him, “It took me awhile, but...!”

The Brunette shoves her gift onto his hands, with gentle force, before looking up at him.

“I made this for you, with the help of a few servants! Happy Valentines’ day, Archer-san. Thank you for everything. I want you to know that I love you, and still do!”

> Emiya has received a glass box with homemade chocolate cubes, covered in green tea powder!

video reference to the gift.

“Maybe you could help the moon cell be better?”

“Let’s assume for a moment the hypothetical situation in which I stop chasing Hakuno. What would I even do with my life?”

alright hopping on my other multi-muse before I start sobbing about Hakunon!!

“You know, that Master Makoto is right about what he said.” The extra master spoke out, as she knew full that that these servants retain some form of their own humanity, no matter what they did in history, no matter how dark, bloody, or regrets they carried.

The servants are still human, just like their masters are.

“After all, our bonding isn’t a waste of time, no?”

“I SEE THAT THE ART OF D-D-D-D-D-DUELING HAS NOT CHANGED.” Now has anyone seen Gilgamesh? Enkidu needs to duel his ass.

Are you a lover of heroes who’ve fallen from grace, having drowned in a role as an executioner in order to cope with the ruthlessness it entailed? Do you like darker themes and references to the more malicious aspects of the Fae? How about a man who twisted himself so much that he all but became one of the bogeymen that Scottish lore speaks of to scare children to sleep?

You’re in the right place.

Kae coming at you with another example of her poor self-control blog featuring Robin Hood Alter, classed under Assassin. If you’re interested in interaction, mind reblogging this? I’d appreciate it a ton!