Fate/yuri oneshots

{Artoria x fem reader}

A/N

AU!

I thought of alternative world, where Artoria doesn't become king? Am I the only one that wonders what her life could have been like. Anyways, Mordred will be in this one-shot young and pure. I actually don't know how Mordred's born into this alternative world, and I'll get a headache for thinking too deep.

My goal is to see these two get along, it would just make my world if these two could have cute father like son moments. Like how people draw them in fanart😭

Okay, I'll shut up now.

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"(Y/N)! (Y/N)!!" I look up from my book hearing my name be called. Mordred with a big smile on her face, stands in front of me with a bunch of flowers in her tiny palms. I place my book mark on my page and close the book, "What's up? I thought you were picking up bugs?" I asked the small toddler fixing my posture on the tree I'm leaning on.

Mordred raised a brow at my question. "I was, but one bug pinched me and I threw it." I shake my head at Mordred's answer, sad thing is I used to do that when I was younger. You can ask Artoria, she would yell at me as I yeeted the bug across the grassy field we played in. I thought the bug hit the moon or something, "So, whatcha doing with those flowers?" I once again ask the small child pointing at her hands filled with flowers.

Mordred's face brighten up from my question to her. "I want you to make a flower crown, like what you make father when you two are out here. Alone!" My eyes go slightly wide, how does she know me and Artoria come out for...alone time? I clear my throat pushing the thought of, well practically my daughter spying on me and Artoria.

"You want a flower crown?" Just from that question leaving my lips. Mordred nods her head excitedly, jumping up and down. I smile telling her to come sit on my lap, Mordred does what I tell her watching me as I make the flower crown she requested. Once I finish the flower crown, I place it on top of her head like a king's crown. Mordred feels the top of her head and smiles more feeling all the flowers she picked out, Mordred jumps off my lap "Thanks (Y/N)!" I nod my head smiling.

"What's going on here?" A voice asks from behind me. "Papa!" Mordred towards her father hugging her leg, Artoria smiles picking the small toddler up. I tilt my head back and see what Mordred sees, there Artoria stands her hair down dressed in a long pink sleeved shirt. Brown pants and comfy boots, "Nothing, just the kiddo being energetic as always." I answer picking my book up and continued reading.

I look up from my page, Mordred's running around and Artoria's head is resting on my shoulder. "You smell like daisy's." I look at the blonde who said that, "Is that bad?" I ask earning a giggle from the girl beside me. "No, obviously. If I hated the smell, I wouldn't be sitting by you." I close my book slightly hitting the top of Artoria's head.

"Bullshit, when I come home from chopping trees to grab wood. I'm sweating and you scold me to take a shower before eating dinner," Once I was done protesting my complaints, I hear a whine from the girl I whacked with my book. "Bullshit!" Both me and Artoria take our eyes off each other and stare at who said that.

Mordred stood in front of us, grinning at what she just said. ""Bull-" "Don't finish that sentence!" Me and Artoria yell at the same time, Mordred tilts her head in an confusing manner which is too cute for my heart. "But (Y/N) said it, Papa why can't I say it?" Artoria sighs glaring at me from the corner of her eye, I fucked up guess I don't get kisses and cuddles tonight.

"Well..Mordred, (Y/N) is just a big dumbo. Please don't say what she says and don't repeat it, you hear?" Artoria says hearing the stern lap over every word at the end. Mordred nods her head and runs off leaving me alone with my fate sealed, once Mordred was not in front of us but still in our eye view.

Artoria charges up all of her strength and slaps me upside my head. Critical hit on my fucking head! I grunt and started rubbing my head from that fucking inhuman hit, Artoria huffs crossing her arms "That's what you get from cussing in front of Mordred." I call this abuse. I keep rubbing my head starting to get a headache from that whopping, I hear Artoria sigh and presses her soft lips against my cheek.

Alarms go off in my head, as she moves away from my cheek and to my own lips. I turn my whole head away from hers, Artoria tugs at my t-shirt trying to grab my attention. "Sorry, can't. I'm busy." I try to make up an excuse, "Really? Busy doing what? Breathing in fresh air?" I can hear the sarcasm in her voice. Sometimes I hate that I'm sarcastic towards her, cause then she pulls the same card on me.

Artoria grabs my chin, forcing me to kiss her. I mean I'm not complaining, but loosen up on the right on the jawline. We pull back with me avoiding eye and Artoria giggling more at my face, "You know I hate public affection.." I say still looking at the grass. Artoria buries her face into the crook of my neck, "I know. But it's cute when your embarrassed, because your all cool and stuff." Ah! My poor heart! And her cute turquoise eyes when she looks at me with that cute face of hers!

I gulp, trying not to die on the spot. I rest my head on top of hers, as I see Mordred make room for her to take a nap with us. I smile and start to close my eyes as I feel more warmth between me and Artoria, fate can be cruel most of the time but can also..in some way shape or foam be helpful and thankful.