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Fate/Grand Order COMIC à la carte PLUS! SP Showdown!

Ashiya Douman VS Dioscuri

TL & Typeset by yours truly.

Right, so, edited to add AU's commentary below.

Au's commentary

【Douman】

I think that due to his position as an onmyouji and as a bonze, he places an emphasis on formality and rituals. Whatever his motivation may be, he can't help but go through these motions (though there are times that he stops abrubptly), it's like "if he has to do it anyway, it's more interesting to do it this way." In addition, it was a confrontation against the Dioscuri.

The Dioscuri, gods who connect with humans through "rituals" that play an important role in religion and faith, and whose way of being can be influenced and altered by man, in contrast with Ashiya Douman, one who blasphemes even gods themselves, one who guides humans by "looking up to the heavens and divining the stars." The ritual was brought about when Douman thought that he wanted to perform the steps to carry out the purifying ritual (monomi^), but he did not want to be the one to be shut in, so he made someone else disappear instead.

(^物忌み - monomi; an onmyou practice of shutting oneself inside the house on inauspicious days to avoid misfortune.)

In simpler terms, it's an act to purify one's body and soul by cutting off impurities, as such, Castor was furious at not only being suddenly separated from his sister, but also for being judged as "defective." (Although Castor's anger was at the forefront, his bond level is assumed to be high, because he rushed into the scene, out of concern regarding the abnormal situation, and for his Master's safety.)

【Dioscuri】

・Castor's Saint Graph is deficient, due to his separation from Pollux (derived from the Dioscuri interlude). ・In addition, it was difficult to stop Douman with a god's power, as due to Douman's spell, it was a situation where no divinity other than Douman's was functioning.

As for the "stronger truth (for the Master)" that Holmes mentioned, at this part, the Master was reminded of Dioscuri Castor's return gift from Valentine's, St. Elmo's Fire. One aspect of the Dioscuri is being the guardians of navigation, the guiding light, the "star" shining in the heavens.

Castor's return gift, based on the circumstances of the event scenario, is interpreted here as a blessing given by the Dioscuri only to the Master. A "truth" that was clear to the Master, that even if no one else knew about it, without any doubt, they have received this blessing. At that moment, the Master, who is the key figure in this divine ritual, overrode the "Dioscuri" by strongly recognizing them as "stars" rather than the "twin gods". Thus, this is the process that allowed Pollux to be revived.

【The Master of Hell】

Though it has various meanings, it revolves mainly about Seimei's episode with the "Taizanfukugun", and the "Taizanfukugun Festival^".

(^An onmyou festival, revering "Taizanfugun", a god from ancient China that was syncretized with the Buddhist king Enma, and was believed to rule over human lifespan and fortune. It was a popular festival among court nobles during the Heian period, and it was the festival that the onmyou family, the Abe clan, excelled at.)

Taizanfukugun is a major deity in onmyoudo, in Buddhism, considered as one of the ten kings of hell (sometimes equated with King Enma). The main implication of this image is that he is able to interfere with even the forces of hell and use them as if they were his own.

In this sense, Seimei should be the one who's more suited for hell, so what point would there be if the Master falls into hell? Would there be any meaning after that? In the first place, the Master would certainly not fall without a fight. And if they decided to, they would jump in without hestation, which is for Douman, also infuriating.

How does Douman see the greatest onmyouji? Did he collectively likened that person to the emotions swirling around him? Was it through the story of that person's resurrection, their travels through the world of that time, that equated to them easily conquering even Hell? Or is it something else entirely?

Whether he gives it his all or not, I feel that for Douman, there seems to be a fundamental ambiguity in self-affirmation, making him think "If I'm like this, then that person must be even better", regardless of Douman's own level of ability.

【Companion/Attendant】

When the Master pledged that they were determined to take Douman with them, even if it meant dragging him along with them, I wanted to show a "contrast" that showed their difference from Seimei, expressed through the rather exaggerated "Master allowed themselves to be accompanied / Seimei will never allow himself to be accompanied."

It's like "I said I liked apples, but he didn't say he liked apples. So he must hate apples.", something to that extreme. From Douman's point of view, that's how it must have been.

Furthermore, most of the passages in which Douman refers to Seimei are all from his perspective.

-The following is a digression -

・Sanson and Asclepius These two were the ones originally from Showdown Part 1. Originally, there was no scene in which these two talked to each other, but I hope those who read the previous comic will notice it.

This too, is a story about "humans" and "demigods (children of Apollo)".

(By the way, I was able to draw Asclepius in his second ascension for this FGO comicalized series.)

・At the beginning, I wanted to make the Master upset by making (Douman) say, "I killed her,'' but the response got boring so I changed it up.

・Buddha's great vows - this is the Bodhisattva's vast desire to save all sentient beings. In short, this was a hugely sarcastic remark towards the Master, as if to say "Your determination and your theatrical declaration are both truly admirable!" However, it also suggests that even if they would have to get various people to help their cause, the Master might just be able to pull it off.

・I was able to finish Holmes' panels in just one day.

・The last panel I drew was Douman's left side.

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A fine line - (Dioscori || Castor)

Warnings: Castor, lostbelt Olympus spoilers

Tags: Obsessive thoughts, little manhandling, little choking, everything in moderation.

Me, during the JP livestream: Dio-who?

Me, 5 lostbelts and 2 fics later: So I love them now I guess???

You blink, you really didn’t notice how tall the twins were. Honestly in Olympus you had other things to worry about than the height of Dioscori, like Castor threatening to pull your spine from your neck when he held you hostage.

Maybe you should have noticed it then, how tall the man behind you was.

You always have been very aware of the emotions and expressions of others, so it isn't hard to notice the scowl Castor never leaves his lips. He stands tall, like an unmoving and impenetrable wall.

Yet Pollux is different, while she kept her sadistic streak, she warmed up quickly. So while Dioscori was one servant consistent of two souls, you could not help but to gravitate more towards Pollux.

Like Castor, Pollux is tall, she stands tall as she protects you. She feels warm as Pollux ruffles your hair as she laughs with you. She stands between you and anything she deems a threat to you.

Of course your favoritism doesn't go unnoticed by either of the twins. While Pollux is very happy to be in your favor, she notices that her brother, for all his 'I dislike humans, so I have no need for their affections' bravado, is very disgruntled with the current situation.

Something he only has himself to blame for in Pollux's opinion.

Castor in turn is very annoyed. It annoys Castor how easily you wear down Pollux defenses. How Pollux dotes on you, easily falling in the role of divine spirit, of a protector. Yet Castor feels the burn of Avenger class more heavily than a Saber. He couldn’t forget how you slaughtered the gods in Olympus, a human, a god killer.

But he also remembers how cruel they had been. The lives they took, blinded by their hatred for humans. How he was so close to taking your life, your delicate neck in his hands.

Yet you were unfazed when they answered your call for aid. You stand there unafraid and you welcome them with a smile, their sins against humanity forgiven just like that.

He hates you for it. Hates how he felt a sense of relief when you smiled at the both of them, welcoming them home as if they were old friends, not divine servants to be used.

"Why are you being so obtuse?" Pollux asks and Castor jerks out of his negative spiral. He looks at his sister before the familiar scowl settles on his features. He is not being obtuse, you are a difficult human.

Pollux raises a brown, observing her twin, before a sly smile creeps upon her lips.

"You know, you look far more handsome without that awful scowl brother…" Pollux is pleased that Castor's scoff is rooted more in embarrassment than annoyance. Her sharp eyes never leave her brother as the following words leave her lips.

"I bet Master would think so too"

Castor sputters and Pollux chuckles, very aware of the flustered look on her brother's face.

"What makes you think I would ever want that!" Castor grinds out, trying and failing to ignore the heat that crept in his neck and how his heart sped up by that ridiculous thought Pollux put into his head.

Castor, having enough of Pollux teasing and prying, leaves the room with a grumble.

"Are you going to see our favorite human?" Pollux calls out right before the automatic door slides shut behind Castor.

His sister sounds a little bit too pleased with herself Castor notes before he sighs.

Like it wasn't enough that Pollux absolutely dotes on you, from headpats to casually showing you affection in public. It feels like, with you favoring Pollux over him, there is a growing distance between him and his sister. The thought alone has his heart clenching and his hatred for humans, for you burning a little brighter.

Castor would think he would be happy, leaving his sister to deal with you yet every time you grow closer to Pollux there is a nasty emotion bubbling in his gut. Wishing, for a brief moment, you would turn towards him instead of his sister. It is absurd, that he would want for you to look at him the same way as you look towards Pollux.

He does not want nor need that.

Castor, again, so far away in his own thoughts that he doesn’t notice the cause of his annoyance to be right in front of him until he literally runs into you while rounding another corner.

You, at that time, manage not to fall flat on your face. As you stabilize yourself, you mumble a quick apology, not really meaning it because you felt like if someone can't pay attention to walking that servant in question should not be walking at all.

Said servant in question just huffs and you chuckle a bit nervously before asking;

"Isn't Pollux with you?"

Castor really shouldn't feel so offended by your question. Castor feels his hackles rise, the disgusting feeling at the pit of his stomach growing over the fact that you ask about his sister while he is right here.

"It is just rare to see one of you guys without the other'' You offer as an explanation, wondering briefly if Castor is annoyed as soons as he sees you or if it was just his default mood. Honestly if he hated humans so much, why did both him and Pollux answer the summon?

You look to the side briefly, mulling the thought that Pollux dragged the Avenger kicking and screaming towards the Wandering Sea.

In that brief moment of distraction Castor strikes. First you ask about his sister and then you couldn’t even look him in the eye? Your transgressions against him are him just stacking up and without his dear sister, to reign him in Castor just had enough with you plaguing his thoughts and sight.

Your breath leaves your lungs roughly as you are forced against the wall, yet you find taking in a breath is harder than you think.

Castor's hand presses against your throat. Not hard enough to be dangerous, just enough to make breathing a little harder. His lips are twisted in a scowl and his eyes are blazing. Your hands quickly find their way to the arm pinning against the wall.

"Castor?" You breathe out, the events of Olympus fresh in your mind again. You fingers rest against the golden armor on Castors arm. You feel the pressure against your throat increase a little as does the burn of your command seals on your hand.

Yet you never utter a command.

The avenger stands tall, the light of the hallway seems to disappear behind him. He could force you against the wall with his height and presence alone. The hand on your neck is unnecessary, really.

"You are the type of human I hate most of all" Castor sneers as he leans closer to you, only stopping when he is a mere breath away. Something in his stomach churns as he sees your eyes widen for a fraction at his confession.

Yes, you truly are. Because you are the type he has grown fond of. Castor wants you to look at him as much as you do Pollux. Even more, he wants you to watch with those beautiful eyes yours as he razes everything down that stands in your way.

Even now you haven't called for aid, instead your eyes are searching his face for something. The Avenger wonders for what.

But did it matter?

It feels nice, your warm skin against his fingers and Castor flexes them against your neck. His scowl gives way for a smirk, he enjoys it immensely. To be the one you have your eyes on, even if it was for all the wrong reasons.

There is a shift in the tension as soon as Castor smirks. The rage finally gave way to the emotion and desire that fueled it.

You can see it in the Avenger face, sense it in how the energy changes around him. Castor doesn't look like he wants to annihilate you anymore, no, he wants to devour you.

You briefly wonder if that change in intention makes you safer or more in danger.

Castor is too close and the intensity of him causes you to feel the heat spread underneath the skin of your cheeks.

Aren't you pretty like this? Castor didn't think he could find anything pretty but as you are left to his mercy, your cheeks pink and mouth slightly open to draw quick breaths. He can’t help to find you very pretty.

"Why aren’t you doing anything?"

Castor is not sure what he wants you to do. Call for aid? No, not that. His other hand comes to rest at the side of your head and Castor peers down at you, absolutely delighted that he is that one that caused you to be in this state.

He feels there is a tension in the air, a wire that is pulled so tight, threatening to snap at any moment.

And you are the one grabs it and gives it a harsh tug. Answering his question at the same time as you drag him down that last inch forcing his lips on your own.

Castor's reaction is instant. The hand on your neck gives way and curls around the back of your neck instead, tilting your head up. Almost bullying his tongue into your already open mouth.

His other hand lands on your thigh, dragging it down slightly before grabbing it, forcing the limb up and aside so he can push himself even closer to you. So that you taste and feel what exactly you did to him.

Castor could devour you whole and as let out mewl against his lips. Eat all the words and sounds out of your mouth, map your body so he would know it better than anyone else.

"If you plan on going down this road I would suggest a more private setting, brother."

Castor groans and detaches his mouth from your own. Only tilting his head to give his sister an annoyed look. Yet Castor refuses to move, shielding your body with his own. Like he would show anyone that pretty face of yours.

The Saber only shrugs her shoulders, but she is happy that her brother is finally honest with himself. As she walks past the both of you she gives Castor a pat on the back, almost in a congratulatory manner.

"It is pretty commonly used hallway"

Is the only thing Pollux says as she rounds the corner and you can hear her smile in the tone of her voice.

Yet Castor pays Pollux's advice no mind as his hand on your leg moves upwards again, skirting around the edge of your skirt. Tilting his head downwards again and you don’t object as you meet the man halfway.

You fully intend to enjoy as much of this side of Castor and Castor finally had you how he wanted you. He wants to indulge in it a little longer.

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