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dailyfatefigures · 5 months
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Okita Souji by NendoKonekoNeko
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dierockten · 5 months
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i need phh ranmaru
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kristenebria · 9 months
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Shinsengumi's First Unit Captain, Okita Souji (2022)
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jojosito · 10 months
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Send this to a girl that really pisses you off
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menacingheatashi · 2 years
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Servanttober Day 12 - Fate/Type Redline
God I love the Artstyle and story going on in F/TRL so much, especially when I saw Izou’s design (also Okita who had me feeling things 👀). I’m definitely going to catch up soon from where I left off!
Though not seen bc of the shadows in this pic, I actually used a mix of lack’s colors for Izou and the Fate/Koha Ace Izou design.
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aniwife · 2 years
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Okita Souji (Alter)
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roabe · 1 month
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Okitoes
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thefrostyknight · 9 months
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taippen · 1 year
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Mori from a while ago :)
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owari-no-ooutsuke · 8 months
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mamangasick · 2 years
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Fate/type Redline
TYPE-MOON Ryouji Hirano
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dailyfatefigures · 5 months
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Sakura Saber - 1/8 Scale by Ice9
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bishoujo sengoku daimyou pt 2
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purplerider · 8 months
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not to be so overly biased over a rare pair, but medusa could heal kohaku and make her happy and vise versa
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dingostrash · 1 year
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The pink outfit is her best look imo
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kiwikipedia · 8 months
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“No.”
“What do you mean, ‘no’, Assassin?”
“I mean what I said.”
Kirei should be mad. Should feel ire, should feel slighted at the fact that his Servant, a mass of mana who donned flesh and blood like a costume and was bound to him, was defying him. And yet, he feels nothing. Not even exasperation as the red-haired man before him flipped through a magecraft text sitting on the table before them.
When Kirei summoned Assassin as his Servant, he would be lying if he stated he hadn't been he had been expecting dark cloaks and a masked face, like every other Assassin from the Grail Wars recorded before. Instead, he got something… loud and garish.
Something red.
Assassin was not a typical assassin and refused to give his name.
Red clothes, red hair, red makeup, and Chinese in origin… he couldn’t place them— but he knew he was not one of the many hashashin who had come before him.
Granted, Kirie's… grasp on Chinese Assassins was lacking. He could name a few who were important to history, but there was no way this one was any of them. Too flashy, too comfortable in a modern atmosphere, and he had laughed when Kirei asked if he was the famed Jing Ke or Yan Qing.
And rather loudly at that.
Assassin was something of a mystery, despite his loud appearance and actions. The Servant was much bolder than one would think an Assassin would be, actively moving about the Tohsaka house before Tokiomi summoned the Archer Gilgamesh. So much so that Rin had asked Kirei about the “Redheaded Mister” more than once because he would help Aoi with cooking and she liked his cooking.
Again, another weird point that tied back to that ease of comfort in a more modern world. Assassin easily navigated the kitchen stove and radio— and while he knew that Servants were granted knowledge of the Modern world from the Grail, it was still odd. The familiarity wasn't that of a man who knew in the sense of having been told, but one who moved with the sense of having used one before.
Nonetheless, the fact remained that Assassin was a mystery despite how much he interacted with ease and talked to the Tohsaka family and him. Kirei would've assumed that, because of that, the Servant would have no qualms, however. It wasn't as if the man got attached— had he?
“What you’re asking of me is something that is… distasteful,” Assassin continued, seemingly unaware or perhaps uncaring that Kirei was at a loss. “I may be an Assassin but I am no idiot, though you might be."
Dark eyes met his own, reflecting the candles that adorned the walls. He was deadly serious, Kirei realized. And again, he was startled at the sheer amount of nothing he felt. He should feel annoyed, at least a little bit.
Tokiomi’s plan was already falling apart.
“Are you not my Servant?” He found himself asking and Assassin snorted, closing the book with a snap.
“You might be my Master, Kotomine Kirei, but that’s in name only. I will consider your orders, and ruminate on them, but that is all. If I act or not is my choice and mine alone,” Assassin said simply, not looking at Kirei again as he set the book down. “Feel free to use your command seals, though I can assure you, there’s only so far that will take you in this war."
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