throughout time and space, two sides of the same man find each other, and, in turn, each finds their stride. one-shot.

A Fate/ series fanfiction set in 1961, during the Cold War. A young spy mage, Cecil Die, is sent by the Mage's Association to participate in a Holy Grail War supposed to solve the conflict between the USA and USSR.

Dos amigos inseparables se ven inmersos en una nueva Guerra por el Santo Grial en Ciudad Fuyuki, poniendo a prueba su larga y bella amistad

UA 2014. 10 ans après la guerre de Fuyuki, le Graal est de l'histoire ancienne grâce à Rin et Waver. Pourtant, partout dans le monde, des phénomènes étranges se produisent et des marques se dessinent sur les mains de mages. Prisonnière d'un mausolée ancien qui pourrait devenir sa propre tombe, la professeure Fleury se retrouve enchaînée à un conflit aussi sanglant qu'implacable.

A lone soul trapped in the void, the concept of time has no meaning here. In its desperation, it merged with a crack in reality and it granted it the power to do anything and a voice in his head. Now summoned as a Servant to fight in the Holy Grail War, but that's just the beginning. A bit of crack fic. (OCxHarem) (X-Over powers)

Era un día normal en la residencia Emiya, todos los ocupantes del hogar japonés desayunaban tranquilos en sus puestos que eran ocupados por Shirou, Saber, Rin, Sakura, illya y Rider. Realmente parecía un día normal, hasta que de pronto todo el ambiente se puso tenso cuando de la nada apareció el rey oscuro frente a todos, con su típico vestido negro gótico. ¿Qué pasará ahora?

De todo los multiverosos constantes hay una sola verdad Zelrech siempre busca mas entretenimiento. El segundo mago modifica el grial para que solo se pueda invocar a la existencia de Emiya shirou como servant atraves de diferentes líneas temporales. ¿el resultado? una guerra del santo grial con quince servants todos ellos siendo de alguna manera emiya shirou.

The story of a girl with an unusual past who is inserted in the nasuverse at the end of the 4th War of the Holy Grall to be saved and adopted in the Emyia family. Now she must not only strive for her family's future and safety, but also discover the dark secrets about herself and her past.

Tired of gacha rolling? Sick of angst or bad pairings of your waifu/husbando? Well there's none of that here! Come along for a slice-of-life view of what goes on between Singularities. Whether it's showing the new Servant around, dealing with the stalker trio or just hanging out in the rec room, Fujimaru and co. keep themselves busy! Insert shameless plug for my main work here.

Requested by Major Mike Powell III. Two very beautiful violet haired servants have a private Parent/Teacher conference.

One-Shots sobre parejas que puede tengan sentido o no

A young man finds himself thrust into a situation he'd rather never be in, into a position that he'd never want to be in. Though he'd rather just go home, or curl up in a room and hide away, that option isn't available to him. All he can do is keep going forward. (Self-Insert)

'I am your sword and you are my hearth.' This is a story of the heir of Pendragon and a sword lost in time. The untold legend of Blacksmith Sengo 'Shiro' Muramasa shall be unraveled in a twist of Fate. (Reversed Roles, Saber Emiya, Muramasa!Shiro, Pararell world, Rewritten)

El aire cargado de humo, el calor de las llamas, el olor a carne quemada. Lo primero que vio fue aquel infierno llameante, es lo primero que recuerda, pues toda su vida se quemó en aquel accidente. O al menos, eso creía... Su voz no pudo alcanzarlo, destellos brillantes y olvidados empezaron a resurgir. Solo una palabra resonaba con fuerza en su mente: Muramasa...

He found his path in the halls of law instead of the steel of swords, but the ache still eats him from inside. She lost her way, and now picks at its broken pieces in the hopes of reassembling herself. Perhaps they can find solace in each other. [A post HGW AU slowburn romance where Shirou missed the War, but not its impact on the lives of the people around him.]

It's a beautiful, clear night at the Chaldea Security Organization and something unknowable is coming. Robin Hood finds himself grappling with the lingering memories of Salem and a former teammate who remembers absolutely nothing.

A story idea that was a long time coming. Kiritsugu used Avalon as a catalyst, sure that it would summon the King of Knights. Who else would be so attached to the king's scabbard than Artoria herself? Well...There is another. Saber Emiya! Let's see how this goes.

Futanari!Scathach x Minamoto no Raikou x Futanari!Artoria Lancer One-Shot: Raikou is severely low on mana and only her fellow Lancers are willing, ready and able to top her off and it's a supremely pleasurable mana recharge for all involved. Read, Enjoy, Review!

"So, what say you, oh great Sword of Rupture?" "...Let me see if I got this straight, Ninsun, the goddess of wild cows. You, want me, the greatest weapon to ever be created in the early days of Genesis, the embodiment of truth itself. Splitting both Heaven and Earth, to be reduced to nothing more than your ten-year-old son's glorified babysitter?" I asked in open disbelief.

Shinji is tempted by a long forsaken dream, and Illyasviel is confronted by a shrouded figure. This fateful night occurred, and therefore; it did not. An impossible journey, featuring an unlikely pair. Set after (and before) UBW.

What If Shirou was a part of a magus family but that magus family had different origins and goals than traditional ones? In addition to this let's say a certain war had decided to combine with its counterpart due to the entertainment it would bring to a certain Kaleidoscope man. Find out all the answers you have probably never asked for but will (probably) receive anyway.

"...Sakura no sabía cómo empezar a disculparse. Ni explicarle a su hermano que no había caso con esa extraña empresa que se le había ocurrido leyendo diarios tercermundistas y comentarios de trolls en foros..."

This is Ishtar at the end of the world: without the Bull, she's lost before she's even begun to fight. Her first steps are framed by failure and indignity. She has nothing except the dreams of her people and the fear on their horizons. It takes her less than a moment's breath to choose the fight regardless. And she never, ever stops.

Archer no era un hombre que se enorgulleciera de si mismo y tampoco necesitaba gente a su lado para probar ese punto, después de todo, sin importar que hiciera, siempre terminaría en lo mismo.

Ritsuka knows she shouldn't stare after Ashiya Douman. Handsome as he is, everything about him - his impossible smirk, the click of his wicked nails - screams trouble. She wants him anyway. And when his frustration finally overcomes his scheming, she's in for the ride of her life.