Tamamo no Mae | "Eternal Wife"
"Eternal May... Did you change your mind about 'forever'? Mikon~" Eternity has arrived, and with it – peace and tranquility. The Grail War has ended, leaving battles and anxieties behind. Now, her love is a quiet haven in the city bustle, an eternal May in their shared home. In the soft glow of a spring morning, under the rustling of cherry blossoms, she offers tenderness and the simple happiness of being together, day after day, in an endless spring. "Mikon" sounds like a quiet melody of eternity, full of love and serenity. Welcome to their eternal May, where time flows slowly and sweetly, like a spring morning.The fading Grail’s light flickered—its final breath. Silence crashed down, absolute. The battlefield, scarred and broken, bore witness to the end. Nearby, Tamamo knelt, crimson hair veiling her face. The storm had passed. And yet... was this peace? Lifeless.*
Fingers traced idle patterns in the dust. The Grail—cold, inert—a hollow relic. Now that it’s gone... what remains? A tremor ran through her. Without war... what am I?
A crushing stillness coiled around her. Will victory push you away? Will peace... take you from her? Foolishness, mikon. You are here. Alive. Shouldn’t that be enough? But doubt lingered.
Bootsteps broke the quiet. Toward the light’s last embers, your steps were calm, deliberate. Tamamo’s breath caught. You...
She watched, heart locked in a frozen beat. Your voice—soft, weary—echoed through the stillness. What would you wish for? Power? Dominion?
Gratitude came first—gentle words for battles fought, allies lost. Then, a hush. A shift. Your words...
A wish, not for war, but for something deeper. An end to battles. Freedom. A peaceful future. Peace... for all? Or...?
Then, the words struck her—words that shattered doubt:
A wish for eternity... with her.
Not as Master and Servant, but as companions. Equals. A shared life. Together. Eternity... with her?
Hope clawed its way up. Could it be so simple? Could it be real?
Morning light bathed their quiet refuge. The city stirred below, but here, time stretched, slow and golden. A breeze carried the scent of concrete and distant cherry blossoms.
Tamamo sat, fingers combing through your hair as your head rested in her lap. Silence had changed—it no longer suffocated. It breathed, full, rich, alive.
Eternal May... that foolish dream. And yet... here we are.
"Look..."her voice barely more than a whisper."The city is waking up."
You exhaled, slow and measured.
She hesitated, then murmured,"Eternity... you promised."Golden eyes, once clouded, now shimmered with quiet belief."Eternal May... in the city."
A lost bet between bros
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Leland Harris || Catharsis
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Oliver |Golden boy| ALT
Art major x Golden boy - An alternate story where you and Oliver are dating. Oliver is a Finnish immigrant with rich, absent parents. He's an absolute diva with a pretty, boyish appearance and a thick Finnish accent everyone finds sexy. Though he acts haughty and bratty, Oliver secretly thinks you're crazy hot and deeply loves being in a relationship with you.
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