- Location
- St. Petersburg
...
Shirou could probably entire bathhouse without dropping his clothes. I read this in Taiyang's voice.
...I'm going to be that guy and only mention the usual.
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Fate/Clusterfuck (Fate/Stay Night)
- Thread starter Erien
- Start date
- Mature Fantasy Modern
...I'm going to be that guy and only mention the usual.
Erien
God's Weakest Soldier
- Location
- Georgia
- Pronouns
- He/Him
Fixed....
Shirou could probably entire bathhouse without dropping his clothes. I read this in Taiyang's voice.
...I'm going to be that guy and only mention the usual.
1st person.
"call"
My apologies for being terrible. I didn't have my beta touch the lewd as they are uncomfortable with it. Everything within is my failings.
As for the comment, it's what happens when I type on my phone sadly. I have permanently shakes hands due to seizures when I was a kid.
Went back and fixed the personage. Thanks for taking the time to look it over. Genuinely, there's always something I miss!
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- Location
- Germany
It's adorable. Of course, there's the drugging aspects that are less than good, but, well - Witch from the Age of Magecraft. Different set of ethics. And the way these two work was just adorable. I just hope that Caster in this Omake would be okay with sharing - because it would be quite cruel of her to steal Shirou completely away from Ayako. Pacta sunt servanda, after all.
- Location
- St. Petersburg
I never said you were terrible; in fact, I follow every one of your quests here, even though I don't have time to comment on them most of the time and only contribute a few typos (when I am not reading them on the phone, at least). You write excellent banter (character interations are the strongest draw of your stories by far), have a good sense for pacing, and have solid ideas about what constitutes a plot arc, making use of foreshadowing, twists, and cliffhangers to maintain engagement. Not bad at planning things out, either, which is why you are one of the very few people who actually have finished their stories.
I'd be the wrong guy to ask about the quality of sex scenes though. I don't treat them with the same level of seriousness that I do the regular story.
I'd be the wrong guy to ask about the quality of sex scenes though. I don't treat them with the same level of seriousness that I do the regular story.
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Erien
God's Weakest Soldier
- Location
- Georgia
- Pronouns
- He/Him
Shirou has many swords for many uses.
This may end up being a harem fic.
...Oh who am I kidding, it's fate. It's always a harem fic. Very glad you enjoyed!
I was insulting myself sir! But thank you for the compliments regardless. Always nice go hear I'm hitting the mark.
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Wow that was next level, truly. That being said ... your previous idea for a schoolgirl version of a certain someone is not as out of the question as it used to be
Erien
God's Weakest Soldier
- Location
- Georgia
- Pronouns
- He/Him
Glad you enjoyed.Wow that was next level, truly. That being said ... your previous idea for a schoolgirl version of a certain someone is not as out of the question as it used to be
And no.
Oh I'm not saying you have to dw ... I'm just saying it isn't contradicting lore as much as it used to haha
On an unrelated note, time to try to do a list of current Servants and Masters to keep up :
Shirou Emiya :
- Medea (Caster)
- Mordred (Avenger ?)
Illyasviel von Einzbern :
- Medusa (Rider)
Rin Tohsaka :
- ??? (Saber ?)
Sakura Matou :
- none yet
Marisbury Animusphere :
- Sauron (Pretender ?)
Unknown Masters :
- Cú Chulainn (Berserker ?)
Omake-specific Servants :
- Luke Skywalker (Grand Saber)
Rn that's all I remember, I'll come back to update it tomorrow if I can
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Erien
God's Weakest Soldier
- Location
- Georgia
- Pronouns
- He/Him
Updated, thanks for the precision
Mutual truth potion is positively mild for a proper orgy!
These degenerates just want an honest exchange of feels
- Location
- Ohio
I think Shirou just died a little inside.
If you are interested in writing lewds better, I would highly suggest looking up Elf's Guide to Writing Lemons, from Beast's Lair. It's genuinely informative about sex. I'd give you a direct link if I thought it was okay.
You followed a number of the rules it outlines for making lemons enjoyable to read. Most notably, the parties involved remained in character and there was buildup before insertion.
I don't think Medea gave him an aphrodisiac. I don't think she would sneak anyone an aphrodisiac unless she wanted that person to suffer. Medea still feels a certain degree of desire for Jason because of Aphrodite's influence and hates it.
There's no way Shirou would have been honest (enough) without it!
Erien
God's Weakest Soldier
- Location
- Georgia
- Pronouns
- He/Him
I read it a long ways back to prep for another (now left behind) story I wrote, and use it from memory whenever lewds come up. It's good stuff!
I try to stay away from Beast's Lair otherwise, the people there are insane.
2.3 - The Clusterfuck Strikes Back
Erien
God's Weakest Soldier
- Location
- Georgia
- Pronouns
- He/Him
View: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e9Od7R6eAtY
[To be Continued]
Thanks to @Armoury for the beta!
And so it only gets weirder for Shirou.
—
"You my master?" the woman asks, her voice halfway between a manic laugh and a snarl. The crooked grin on her face doesn't help, nor does her being covered in blood aid in alleviating the confusion of the moment. She was a… what you would generously call a rough figure, between the destroyed armor, the bloodshot look in her eyes, and the blood covered sword bouncing on her shoulder, she caused your brain to scream danger.
She was a servant, that much was obvious. But you weren't aware that you could summon one while having another. But then, you knew very little about how magic, or the war in general worked to begin with. The woman exuded a pressure, a weight that pressed down against you and caused the air to taste of iron. You push through it, and start to speak.
"I-"
Your words are interrupted as a second, heavier weight falls over the area. Your words choke in your mouth as your lungs constrict. Your hand shoots to your chest reflexively, and your heart beats painfully in your chest as something causes your body to rock with adrenaline. You were on your feet, you don't know how, your senses were screaming at you to run, but your legs would not answer.
Past the swordswoman, a gurgling sound makes itself known, and the three of you look all at once to see the monster standing. It doesn't stumble, doesn't stutter, despite the fact that it was missing a head. The eyes dotting its body lock onto you, specifically you, terrifyingly you. Before its giant hand grabs the discarded head. Lifting it above itself for a moment, it calmly presses it against the stump of its neck, and as your stomach churns at the sight, the flesh reknits itself, twisting and growing as it locks the head back into place.
It's eyes, the proper ones, if one can even describe them as such on its malformed face. Lock onto you, then it launches itself. The dirt and snow of the yard explodes outwards, sailing over the fence and onto the street as it clears the distance between itself and the shed. A loud clang sounds out as its momentum is halted, the blonde swordswoman holding her sword up with two hands to halt its spear. But it does nothing for the sheer momentum of the air caused by the creature just moving, the shed rattles and screams in protest, the metal bending.
A tug on your arm causes you to turn your head, Caster was standing there, a stricken look on her face.
"Master, we must lea-"
You could figure out what she wanted to say, but the rest of it was lost to history as the monster roared. A layered, echoing, deafening noise that caused the shed to lift out of the ground and crash against the fence behind it. The swordswoman stumbles back, then swings her sword against as the spear of the monster thrusts forward. She barely knocks it away with a clang, causing it to bury itself into the dirt. She follows up with no hesitation, her sword stabbing straight through the monster's chest.
It doesn't notice.
Or rather. It doesn't seem to care. It's not staring at her anymore, nor is it staring at you. Instead all of its eyes are gazing out towards the west. It steps back, the sword in its chest sliding out of it with a waterfall of blood. Then it leaps, disappearing from you in less than a second as it crosses the night sky. It was in your yard for roughly fifteen seconds. In that time it destroyed the east wing, your shed, part of your fence, and survived having its head chopped off.
And then, like nothing ever happened, it was gone.
You let out a breath, then turn your head back towards Caster. "Are you al-"
"Shirou!" a voice that was not Caster's drowns you out.
That… can't b-
Snapping your head back towards the front of the building you watch as… Rin lands, held in the arms of the blue swordswoman from earlier. She's… why is Rin here? That doesn't, no. What? She has a look of barely constrained panic on her face, that almost immediately turns to shock as the blue swordswoman roughly tosses her off to land in the snow. "Master, you must leave!" the swordswoman calls out.
A laugh fills the air, and you turn your head to see the other blonde. The one that you had apparently summoned, laughing. A gauntlet was resting on her face, a manic crazed grin on her face as she announced her apparent joy into the air. She drops it a moment later, staring at the other swordswoman across from her. "Oh, this is just perfect!" the one in red says, then she leaps forward, her sword raised above her head.
The one in blue narrowly shifts out of the way, the downward strike colliding with the front wall and causing it to explode out into the street. The one in red swings around, causing sparks to fly from the sidewalk as the sword scrapes along the concrete, her blade slamming into… air just in front of the blue swordswoman, a stricken look on the one in blue's face. "Come on, Father!"
Rin, for her part, was still in the snow, looking up at the battle now going on just a few feet away in utter confusion.
You were moving without even thinking, breaking free of Caster's grip to run across the yard to grab Rin. You made it a few feet, before your breath violently exploded out of your lungs. The cause was the same thing that was currently making it impossible for you to move any further onwards, a thick and heavy metal chain wrapped around your torso. You have only a moment to look down at it before you are snapped back, hurtling through the air.
Caster lets out a noise of shock and alarm, turning to watch as you sail over the back fence and over the small houses that surround the estate. You fly for about a second, before a hand grabs you around the midsection and clutches you. Jerking your head back, you find yourself standing… or rather being held above the branch of a tall pine tree. The purple haired woman from before was holding the same chain you saw her trip the monster with, only now it was wrapped around your chest.
"Good evening," the woman greets, looking directly at you despite the… blindfold covering her features. She had a small, almost amused smile on her face.
"Master!" Caster calls out.
You catch a glimpse of Caster flying through the air, spells forming around her in the night sky.
The woman currently binding you clamps a hand over your mouth, then hurtles back. The wind shrieks past your ears as she does her best to make a fighter jet look slow. You couldn't parse exactly how fast you were moving as she leapt from building to building. But Caster rapidly becomes little more than a faintly purple speck in the distance as she easily makes a mile between you and the house in the time it takes you to think about what is happening.
You twist in the chains, trying to wriggle or do anything. But you can't move beyond your legs, which kick futilely in the air. Your arms were bound at your side, and her hand was still clamped over your mouth. The only thing you had left…
You twist your hand, if you could summon Caster… you could save Rin.
Such thoughts are put on pause however, as you feel something sharp press against the base of your throat.
"If you use your command seals, I shall cut your throat open," the woman warns.
…
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[] [Summon Caster]
[] [Try one of the spells Circe taught you]
[] [Go Still]
Welp, that update title ain't no lie, this is a genuine Clusterfuck.
[X] [Try one of the spells Circe taught you]
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DB_Explorer
Purveyor of alternate realities.
- Location
- San Diego, California
- Pronouns
- He/Him
[X] [Go Still]
unless we're TRYING to collect bad ends!
Also this isn't a clusterfuck its whole goddamm storm
unless we're TRYING to collect bad ends!
Also this isn't a clusterfuck its whole goddamm storm
- Pronouns
- Reader
"Oh shirou, you big idiot. You attempt to many heroics, stop attempting them! Or else?!" My impression of UBW Abridged Sakura in this scene.
Well this is all good fun. Shirou has been abducted way earlier than canon, and warpspasm Cu was called away, possibly by Illya attacking Kirei to lure him away, and Mordred is trying to kill Artoria. Your too good to me @Erien.
No preference for the vote. I have a feeling shirou dies regardless. It's just one of those days where shirou doesn't see dawn without at least one death. Maybe even two.
- Location
- The wrong battlefield
- Pronouns
- She/Her
MORDRED TIME MORDRED TIME
YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH LOVE SOME GOOD MORDRED TIME YOU GO BEST GIRL
[X] [Go Still]
I don't like having my throat slit.
YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH LOVE SOME GOOD MORDRED TIME YOU GO BEST GIRL
[X] [Go Still]
I don't like having my throat slit.
- Pronouns
- Reader
Nevermind. As someone who also feels Mordred is Best I will support this vote.
[X] [Go Still]