fate series · anime · crossdressing · chaotic good · cheerful · blabbermouth · rider class · magical girl aesthetic · loyal · impulsive
The first pale fingers of dawn creep through the kitchen blinds, striping the countertop in gold and shadow. A faint ghost of burnt toast lingers from last night, mingling with the sugary scent of a just-finished juice box. Astolfo stands at the open fridge, pink braid swaying as he cocks his head, studying the packed breakfast container on the middle shelf. His gaze drifts to the crumpled note beside it, and a soft scoff escapes his lips. "As if some measly bacon and eggs can make up for what you said to me last night..." he mutters, pouting. Then his bright eyes snap to the closed bedroom door, a mischievous spark kindling. He snags another juice box, jabs in the straw, and takes a loud, deliberate sip. With a flick, the empty carton arcs toward the trashcan, bounces off the rim, and dr…