#berserker cú chulainn

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[cuchulainnberserkermylove]

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synopsis: Cú Alter is done being targeted by Medb. You are done being chased around by Kiyohime. Maybe pretending to date each other will keep both away?

pairing: cú chulainn alter x fem!reader

cw; fake dating, au where dr. romani is still alive and well y-y, mutual pinning, slightly suggestive at some point, master (the reader) is more or less oblivious.

w.count: 2k

a.n: million thanks to @nagumoan for helping me out with this beautiful banner and also coming up with a title <3 @cursedmoonchild you were right.. i did enjoy embracing the fluff lol but i hope u like it hehe (i will know if you laughed at his name again) // reblogs are appreciated ૮ ˶´ ᵕˋ ˶ა

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Peaceful days are something rather rare around Chaldea. The multitude of servants you have summoned makes it rather impossible. While there are some very nice and helpful servants, there are some very chaotic ones too. 

Being the master, you try to make sure everything is fine and that all your servants are satisfied and happy in there. You know that there are some servants who don’t necessarily like you. Not the same way they like each other at least. You observed the relief that spreads into Medb’s eyes when she’s sent to farm alongside Cú Alter. You’ve seen the way that Achilles and Atalante work together, terminating all the enemies and bringing back whatever materials Dr. Romani asked for. And it’s not that they don’t extend the same faith in you, but there are times when you feel like an intruder. Times when you feel useless. But oftentimes, things aren’t necessarily what they seem on the outside. 

The main reason you feel like that is your need to help and protect others, and if you can’t do that, you tend to feel useless. But there are some problems that you can’t really take care of, or so you thought… 

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

Getting out of his room, Cú Chulainn Alter lets out a loud groan when he notices Medb at the end of the corridor, already heading his way. Saying that her obsession with him is tiring is not enough, no. It pisses him off more than anything and nothing he does seems to make her understand that he is not interested in her advances and flirt attempts.

He turns around and starts walking in the opposite direction leaving Medb pouting behind when she realizes he’s ignoring her again.

Cú Alter is used to the other servants seeing him as the coldest of the three. But one thing about Cú Alter is that he doesn’t care what others think. That’s why he is not surprised when even his master goes silent when he enters the same room. He notices the way you avert your eyes and bite your lip while Mash keeps on talking, not noticing the subtle change. 

Being a fighter, a berserker, he recognizes fear from miles, and that’s not it. 

He intimidates you, and he knows it. But how could you not be intimidated by someone like him? He’s imposing, extremely strong, and a killing machine. He grins when he feels you tensing up when passing by. Could it be that his master is that nervous around him? 

Cú Alter is not interested in any kind of relationship with anyone. All he wants is to kill and be left alone. But even so, he finds himself getting out of his room and roaming the halls of Chaldea more often than before, silently looking around in the hope of finding you somewhere around the place.

Day after day, he ends up watching over you for a bit before returning to his room or leaving to help in the battles. The one thing that annoys him every single day is that annoying snake that roams around you even though you always reject her advances and godawful questions. Everyone knows about Kiyohime’s obsession with the master, and he never cared much about it, but lately, it has been getting on his nerves.

The more he sees how annoying Kiyohime is, the more he realizes that you are in the same situation he is in with Medb. That’s when an idea crosses his mind.

“Listen, master, we both have someone we want to leave us alone. Why not pretend to be together to get rid of both?”

You blinked in surprise when you heard his question.

Cú Alter caught you when you were alone heading towards the cafeteria, and after placing a hand on the wall, he trapped you in between it and his body. His question took you by surprise but the more you thought about it the more you realized it may actually work. It was worth a try at least.

“Sure, let’s do that, Cú~”

And so you ended up spending most of your time with him outside the farming time. Much to everyone’s surprise, he’d be next to you everywhere around Chaldea, bring your food, accompany you to the training sessions even if he wasn’t participating, and always escort you to your room at the end of each day. 

Days and weeks passed and now you are more comfortable around him. His plan actually worked since Kiyohime and Medb didn’t even try approaching again after the first attempts when he scared them away, not before threatening them by saying that you “belong to him” and whoever dares touch what’s his will not make it out in one piece.

You’d be lying if you said that his declaration didn’t make your heart beat faster and cheeks burn, but you knew better. There is no way Cú actually meant that. He was just playing his role, and nothing more. You should be doing the same, but the more you play this role the more you find yourself hoping it was all real.

Even after he's accompanying you back to your room at the end of each day, all you can think about is him. Each thought you have makes your chest tighten and your heart hurt because you know it is all just a big lie. You end up crying yourself to sleep most nights, regretting getting yourself into this, seemingly easy, deal.

What you don’t know is that his very trained ears didn’t miss on hearing your sniffles and sobs. To say that he was utterly confused is not enough. Cú just assumes it is because of something he must have done wrong. He must have fucked up somewhere, somehow. 

Every single day he tried to change something in his attitude. He’d bring you a flower he collected from the forests he trained in. Genuinely listen to everything you’re saying, from the simple things that happened throughout your day to your worries and fears. He’d say that he only does it for the appearance, to make it seem real in case Medb or Kiyohime are stalking. And you believe him. But truth to be told, he does it because that’s what he feels like doing. 

Cú may have only gotten into this at first to get rid of Medb, but as time passed he found himself falling in love with you. At least that’s what he thinks it is. 

Even though he seems like a cold and stoic man, every time you’re close to him he prays you won’t hear his heartbeat that ends up beating like crazy, almost as if it is trying to give his feeling away. He can’t help it. The way your wide, innocent eyes, sparkle in excitement whenever you see him approaching, a smile always present on your face. 

You are the sun, while he is all darkness. He’s afraid his actions will end up fading your light. 

Even when he is having bad thoughts, you end up dragging him out of them somehow. Sometimes, even a simple sentence completely stuns him.

“I’m really happy to see you, Cú.”

Cú finds it really hard to stay composed when you say stuff like that. Hearing your sweet, lighthearted voice, along with the way you look up at him and slightly jump on your toes - it’s like you’re trying to make him fall for you.

And it is working. 

He sighs when he realized how deep he has fallen. Seeing your adorable face, all he wants to do is kiss you. Cup your face and make it official, not just some lie. But you’re his master, and you couldn’t possibly fall for a brute like him. He’s a berserker. You would be more fit with one of his more cheerful versions. Yet here you are, smiling and cheerfully chatting with the other servants, by his side. 

You could have refused his offer. You could have said no and just ask somebody else to do it. Maybe you only accepted out of fear, or maybe you didn’t. But one thing he knows for sure, and that is that he doesn’t want it to be a lie anymore.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

The hallway is silent.

Everyone has already retreated to their rooms and he was planning on doing the same before you took him by surprise with your question. 

“Can you stay with me for the night?”

You have been feeling sadder and sadder with each day passing and you wanted to have a talk with him. The thought of him not feeling the same was crushing your heart, but you’d rather ‘break up’ than keep suffering. 

Cú hesitates, nearly turning around and heading toward his own room, his mind flooded with hundreds of different scenarios.

Why would you ask him that? Did you have any idea how dangerous it was to ask one of your male servants such a question? Were you out of your mind? But looking back at your nearly teary eyes and saddened face, he steps inside without commenting anything.

After hopping on your bed, you tapped on the empty space next to you, inviting him to join you. And so he did. The bed felt so much smaller now that he was next to you. You quickly felt your cheeks getting hot as you thought of how easily he could turn around and completely tower over you, trapping you underneath his body. 

Seeing your flushed face Cú chuckled. What could possibly go on through that little head of yours? 

“So, why am I here?” 

Cú broke the slightly awkward silence. 

Hearing his question, you remain quiet for a moment. Lifting your face to meet his gaze, you mindlessly place your hand on his cheek, your thumb gently touching the red tattoo that was resting beneath his eye.

“I guess i want to know how you feel about me?”

Out of all the questions, this is not the one he was expecting.

“How i feel about you?” he repeats the question as if trying to process it.

You nod your head as you bite your lip and furrow your eyebrows. You’re anxious and he can tell by how cold your usually warm hand is against his face. 

“ I... I have feelings for you Cú.. “ he froze. “But if they are onesided... I am afraid I cannot continue with the lie. It hurts more than I thought it would.”

A million thoughts rush through your read as you realize there is absolutely no going back now.

“But if, maybe… you feel the same way… if you also feel something..”

Cú’s slowly blinking in surprise, now realizing that was the reason you asked him to stay. 

He would be lying if he said he doesn’t have feelings for you. He respects you as a master, but his feelings have long surpassed the master and servant relationship.

Without saying anything, Cú placed his hand on top of yours, taking it and placing it on his chest, allowing you to feel his heartbeat. Then he leaned in and pressed a gentle kiss on your lips. He smiled into the kiss when you deepened it, realizing that you wanted that just as much as he did. 

Getting a bit carried away, he captured both of your wrists and pinned your hands above your head, now truly having you trapped beneath his body. You moaned into the kiss when you felt his other hand rest on one of your hips, keeping you in place. Soon after he moved to your jaw and neck, leaving sloppy kisses and his marks, making sure that everyone will know who you belong to officially now.

You open your eyes when you feel your hands are free again and quickly cup his face admiring his beauty. 

“Was this good enough to show you how I feel, master?”

You smile and happily nod your head, pulling him back in for another kiss. 

Cú spent the night with you, and every single night after that too.

Thank you for reading! I hope you enjoyed it <3

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[toskarin]

If you were to write your own Grail War wich servants would you include and their classes ?

I feel like a pretty fun one, which I haven't posted about before, would be a grail war set in the slice of time right before the Great War and during its early days (call it the Great Grail War, even)

set the grail war itself Serbia and have the Black Hand fielding a master in a desparate attempt to gain an advantage in what's to come. all participants besides them, regardless of familiarity with the concept of grail wars, are pulled in during accidental summons (unless stated otherwise)

Black Hand Master - servant identity initially unclear to the master, but later revealed to be Assassin War (a la Pale Rider), summoned into that class rather than rider

Stranded Association Magus (from Britain) - Caster Jára Cimrman, who works kind of like a caster version of Hassan of the Hundred Faces

Protagonist - Archer Jan Žižka, who is inexplicably a one-eyed Nobuface but with a much more serious personality. does the matchlock thing but with cannons.

Church Executor, sent in an attempt to stop the grail war and then got pulled into it - Berserker Hala, taking the form of what appears to be a black-haired homunculus, but readily destabilises into a flock of crows

Fortune-seeking Independent Magus - Saber Stefan the Tall, our designated saberface because we have to sell merch.

Rogue Church Executor, later revealed to have assisted the Black Hand for his place in the ritual - Foreigner, initially believed to be (female) Lancer Georgios, later revealed to be outer god Yidhra

Makiri Magus, initially presented an innocent teen boy caught up in the ritual with no desire to fight - Rider Cú Chulainn. sorry. he just can't stop getting the worst masters.

the main tension stems from the invasion beginning before the grail war is complete, which leads to hasty alliances between the surviving masters. Berserker ends up aligning with Archer, while Rider ends up taking on a fatherly role to his young master (you can imagine what this is foreshadowing)

didn't put a ton of thought into this, but it'd be fun to see something kinda like it!

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Tenemos muchas tramas que llevar a cabo, algunas de ellas son las siguientes:

Stay Night: ¡aún buscamos a Rin Tohsaka y Kirei Kotomine! Tenemos a varios personajes que pueden formar parte de su elenco como Emiya Shirou, Matou Sakura e Illyasviel von Einzbern, ¡estamos haciendo algunas tramas e historias con estos personajes que seguramente te gustarán!

Apocrypha: Darnic Yggdmillennia ya ha invocado a Mordred y Ragnar (ambos Berserker) para asegurar su dominio en la batalla por el Grial. Por su parte, Sieg quien es un homúnculo creado por Darnic ha escapado y en algún punto lucharán para oponerse, ¡pero también buscamos una Jeanne para que ayude y haga contrato con Sieg en esta contienda!

Paladines: ¡Nuestro Astolfo busca a sus compañeros Paladines para rolear muchas aventuras!

Shinsengumi: Okita Souji (Alter) se ha unido a la Luz de la Extinción en su cruzada para eliminar a la humanidad, ¿pero qué tiene el resto de miembros del Shinsengumi que decir al respecto?

¿Triangulo amoroso?: Keyla, Master de Cú Chulainn, está interesada en conocer a Medb para una trama con drama y sentimiento, ¡a flor de piel!

A Fae Kingdom: ¡A nuestros usuarios les encantaría ver en el foro a las Fae Knight Barghest y Melusine! Aunado a otras hadas como Muryan, Cnoc na Riabh. ¡Tenemos aquí a Morgan, Baobhan Sith y Oberon Vortigern para traerles tramas!

Are you my Master?: Nuestros usuarios de Shirou Emiya y Sieg buscan a Arturia Caster y Jeanne D'Arc para hacer contrato y así llevar a cabo sus tramas, ¡ayúdanos a llevarlas a cabo! ¡Los usuarios son muy activos y muy amables!

Good ol' Greece: ¡Hay muchos Servants Griegos disponibles! Entre los cuales los más sonados son Aquiles, Hércules y Circe, para quien nuestro estimado Aiden tiene una trama importante que seguir, ¡adelante! ¡Muchas gracias por leer y esperamos verte pronto en nuestra comunidad!

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¡Hola!

Los invitamos a formar parte de nuestro foro de rol temático de Fate, ¡forma un contrato con otro personaje, participa en tramas movidas por usuarios o combate y forma tus rivalidades!

Tenemos una comunidad abierta y que ofrece rol de cualquier tipo: combate, shipping, tramas con evolución de personaje o simplemente un rol social, ¡a alguien encontrarás con tus mismos intereses!

Nuestras recompensas de reapertura siguen vigentes, ¡aprovecha y utiliza tus Apologems para fortalecer a tus personajes!

Tenemos muchas tramas que llevar a cabo, algunas de ellas son las siguientes:

Stay Night: ¡aún buscamos a Rin Tohsaka y Kirei Kotomine! Tenemos a varios personajes que pueden formar parte de su elenco como Emiya Shirou, Matou Sakura e Illyasviel von Einzbern, ¡estamos haciendo algunas tramas e historias con estos personajes que seguramente te gustarán!

Apocrypha: Darnic Yggdmillennia ya ha invocado a Mordred y Ragnar (ambos Berserker) para asegurar su dominio en la batalla por el Grial. Por su parte, Sieg quien es un homúnculo creado por Darnic ha escapado y en algún punto lucharán para oponerse, ¡pero también buscamos una Jeanne para que ayude y haga contrato con Sieg en esta contienda!

Paladines: ¡Nuestro Astolfo busca a sus compañeros Paladines para rolear muchas aventuras!

¿Triangulo amoroso?: Keyla, Master de Cú Chulainn, está interesada en conocer a Medb para una trama con drama y sentimiento, ¡a flor de piel!

A Fae Kingdom: ¡A nuestros usuarios les encantaría ver en el foro a las Fae Knight Barghest y Melusine! Aunado a otras hadas como Muryan, Cnoc na Riabh. ¡Tenemos aquí a Morgan, Baobhan Sith y Oberon Vortigern para traerles tramas!

Are you my Master?: Nuestros usuarios de Shirou Emiya y Sieg buscan a Arturia Caster y Jeanne D'Arc para hacer contrato y así llevar a cabo sus tramas, ¡ayúdanos a llevarlas a cabo! ¡Los usuarios son muy activos y muy amables!

Good ol' Greece: ¡Hay muchos Servants Griegos disponibles! Entre los cuales los más sonados son Aquiles, Hércules y Circe, para quien nuestro estimado Aiden tiene una trama importante que seguir, ¡adelante! ¡Muchas gracias por leer y esperamos verte pronto en nuestra comunidad!

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Champagne, Cocaïne,Gasoline

A/N: This is my first time posting on this website, but I thought, why not? It is inspired by Don't Threaten Me with a Good Time by Panic! at the Disco. I do not own the character Cú Chulainn, yada, yada, yada, English is not my first language and all. CW: self-destructive behaviour,(slight) addiction, misuse of drugs and alcohol, drunk driving, self-harming behaviour, depression Wordcount: 2500 Underlying Cú Chulainn x Reader PART 1| PART 2

You jolted awake, a haze before your eyes, a siren whaling in your ears. Your throat leaves a groaning sound of pain as your eyes try to focus on something - anything at all if you will. Nothing seems to be in your reach, as you try to grab something as you work your way to stand, but falter and end up on the ground again. Your knees are like pudding and your fingers have no feeling to them. Your brain is pounding in your skull and you shakily exhale - letting the exhaustion get a grip on you again.

But this is not the beginning of this story. This is rather the end of it - if we would have followed a common structure.

And you weren't the one to tell either.

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He has unusually taken form as a Berserker. Some factors of his summoning also caused all of his equipment to change and reversed his temperament. His expressions become cold, and the crimson demonic spear that is his Noble Phantasm has been mixed with darkness, overflowing with a foreboding aura.

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Cú Chulainn Alter was your servant long enough by now to have a grasp on your behaviour - even though, you rather should have had a sight over his madness. After all, it seems like he is the one who has to have an eye on you most of the time. You have surrounded yourself with some of the most absurd servants, he could have imagined. Mostly because they are so engulfed in their own worlds - and their ideals - that it sickens him to even watch them. You always look a bit exhausted, but even if asked (by one of the few kind souls your summons have answered), you just dismiss the call by ignoring them or just saying that your mana was drained. But this was not the case at all. Your resources of mana were hilariously huge and no one really needed that much energy to sustain themself. 

The mad king was by your side - like most of the time (probably because he was your go-to servant). His crimson eyes follow your every move. You've pulled out your phone and texted someone. The profile picture was the same as the days before and he had concluded, that you have been texting with someone - very regularly and mostly frantic, jabbing texts into your phone like a maniac. But this time, your moves were a lot more controlled as you let your phone fall. He did not bother trying to catch it and watched as the screen broke, diagonally through the middle. 

Your message cannot be delivered. You have been blocked by this number. 

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You were chugging your who-knows-how many shots, in some derelict bar you'd found on the way to who-knows-where. The berserker was still next to you - in a tight-fitting black suit he got a while ago. Most of his more macabre features had vanished - mostly his tail, which would hinder him from following you. But the crimson tattoos were still under his eyes and on his arms, as he rolled up his sleeves. His muscular features got rid of most of the crazy humans that were trying to hit on you in your current state of drunken daze - and those who even dared to walk in your direction went away faster than a flash after he snarled his canines towards them.

You have had enough of being betrayed by the ones you liked, your allies. You felt like a wounded animal, but instead of licking your wound, you turned towards the things, you yearned for most of your life after pain was inflicted onto you - the rush of alcohol, the numbness of everything and the happiness that comes with a little help of a line or two. 

A happy grin was stretched wide over your face as you took another shot, but as you pointed at your empty shot glass, the barkeep just shook his head, denying you your next drink. A snort of annoyance escaped you. You turn on your heel, the world twisting a bit too much as you walk straight to the door - or what you thought of as a straight line - your servant (of course) right behind you, following your every step.

The engine of the sports car roared as you speeded down the street, not really caring about the thought that you could cause an accident or die while driving in this state. The berserker next to you also seems to not give a single fuck about the way you drove the streamlined car. After a short while of driving you found the next best thing - a high-society nightclub, you have visited maybe once or twice in your life. You passed by the line of peasants and right into the club - the bodyguard just watched you puzzled as he was pushed aside by the mad king, who followed you into the club. The club was busted with people, dancing skin-on-skin and some sketchy guy was passing on little sachets in exchange for fat roles of cash.  You walk towards the bartender, pointing out a bottle of absinthe and try your best to negotiate a price, but in the end, you just paid a whole bunch more than you could imagine. Take a sip from the high-percentage alcohol, letting it burn down your throat as you walk to the sketchy guy, offering him a bundle of cash. The man slowly fumbled in his jacket: "Babe, if you go on, you might pass out in a drain pipe", he mumbled, taking the cash in exchange for the little bag, while you just grinned, taking another big sip.

"Oh yeah, don't threaten me with a good time"

The mad king was very much not amused as you stumbled out of your car, into the bar and basically threw your money at the barkeep as you took the booze. You were high and drunk - and you still wanted more, it seems like this, as you were taking a strange bag from this peasant. He snorts in annoyance. What were you thinking? The absinthe in your hand and the drugs, in the neckline of your dress, are hidden from sight as you walk into a corner of the club, scaring away the people that sat and letting yourself fall onto the couch as your servant took his place next to you. He was very unpleased with your behaviour. But alas, he could not change your mind right now as you start to chug down the burning liquor. You cross your legs, one hanging in the air as your eyes cloud even more, getting dull by the minute as you put down the booze. An exhausted sigh leaves your mouth as he inhales your liquor-stained breath. It was really disgusting. You slowly close your eyes, exhaustion seems to take over your body and he is ready to get you back home. His eyes wander over the crowd, but stop as he hears the sound of you opening the little bag and inhaling it content before taking another big sip. The crimson of his eyes was on you as you stood up, headed toward the dance floor.

You were thrown out of the club again - not really sure why - as you stumbled towards your car, opening the side of the driver, falling halfway in, as you thought you'd throw up into your own lap, but pulled yourself together as you watched Cú Chulainn get into the passenger seat, still smooth and with a stoic, calm face, watching you pull out of the parking lot and onto the empty street. You drove like a mad lad through the streets and stopped at a gas station after you noticed the low of your tank. You grabbed the fuel faucet and started to pump gas, after missing the tank the first time (you really wanted to throw up at the smell of gasoline on your dress, but you didn't). But you got it after some trying - much to the displeasure of the man behind the counter. He yelled at you, something about wasting precious resources but he was silent after you smacked some hundred dollar bills onto the counter and left, the clacking sound of your small heels followed you as you sat back into the car. Your eyes wander towards your servant - or were there two of them? Since when did you have two Cú Chulainns in your front seat? "Ah, fuck it", your voice sounded strange to yourself, a troubled mumble while you start the car - starting off with too much speed, making the car jump forwards before you got to the right speed. Your fingers just loose over the steering wheel, letting it slip from your grip as you drift off the empty road. Luckily for you, you were out of town and Alter pulled the wheel straight, grunting slightly. You're letting fully go off the steering wheel as you push the gas pedal down to the ground. Your servant seems a bit in distress or confused as he steers the wheel to drive. You start laughing - you never thought he would do that (you really believed, he would have let you drive into your death, but to be honest with yourself, you forgot he was her for a while). After some time, your laughter died off and as you arrived in the new city you let go of the gas pedal, bringing the car to an unpleasant halt as it died off, stuttering and in the middle of the road.

Cù Chulainn Alter was kinda exhausted as he was technically forced to drive for you at this high speed until you just - stopped. He was confused as to why you suddenly were so eager to get out of the car but followed you after turning off the car and taking the key (just in case). You've stumbled towards a guy in a chiffon skirt, muttering some words of exchange, he could not hear as he stepped up, being next to you again, as you started to empty a beer bottle. He would have been impressed with the speed you tried to do it, but it took not too long, before you nearly suffocated yourself, as the beverage poured all over your chest as you tried to breathe for a short while. The stranger smiled wide as he handed you a pair of hot pink high heels. You on the other hand were not that happy as you slipped off your original shoes and put on the heels. You were a bit wobbly at first, trying not to fall, as you started laughing with the stranger, leaving the mad king very confused, you turned around and waved your goodbyes, walking away wobbly, trying not to break your ankles while walking. Still laughing, you started twirling. It was probably far past midnight and it was way too cold, even though it was summer, the nights were still freezing. And you only got a dress on. Cú Chulainn sighted, as he changed into his ordinary outfit - seemingly out of nowhere his armour was back in place, the big fur coat hung in bright crimson red over his shoulders and his tail slowly swung from the right to the left. Glancing over at you he clicked his tongue as he threw his coat over you. You stumbled and nearly tipped over from the sudden weight added to your small frame, as you threw the coat off your shoulders. 

A grunt escaped you, captured by surprise as Alter threw his coat over you, leading you to stumble and nearly fall over with the heels. You tossed the coat back to your servant, grunting in annoyance. "Leave me the fuck alone", you hissed. Stomping away, your servant still on your heel. Your mind was misted by the rush of the alcohol and the drugs you took. Gripping harder onto the bottle of beer you still got from the stranger. You've had enough of the play of sympathy and fake affection people try to throw in your direction to lure you in. Only to break you and throw you away, after they got tired of you. "I said fuck off!", you yelled, throwing the bottle at the berserker, who dodged it smoothly. "If I would 'fuck off' you would die", he said - probably the first words he said the whole night. "And if so. I don't fucking care, okay? Just - just let me die then", you hissed, ending in an exhausting sight, turning your back to the servant, starting to move forward again. Tears started to pool in your eyes as you slowly dragged one foot in front of the other. Slightly sniffing as you wipe away the wetness of your eyes. "As if anybody would care", you mumble. Clearly, your up was over and you've hit rock bottom - or it feels like this as you keep walking, ignoring the servant behind you. 

After a while, you found yourself back in another bar, but it was not too long and the barkeeper told you they would soon close. After a short discussion, you've got a bottle of booze to take with you as you left the bar behind you. Again stumbling through the streets of a strange city you didn't know. You were exhausted and really just wanted to lay down, or sit down or something like that...  Another big sip emptied the bottle in your hand. You shook the bottle, disappointed from the sudden loss of your last joy as your eyes started to wander over the place. No one was there. No one. Not even your servant. Strange. He really just went away after all. He probably was tired of taking care of such a useless master, who could not even take proper care of herself and turned to drugs and alcohol to wash away the problems that towered over her. A sad sight escaped your mouth as you turned to walk again, but you stopped.

"Take a seat, master"

The berserker stood next to a shopping cart, the chain that normally holds the carts together was ripped apart. His huge coat laid out in the cart as his crimson eyes wandered over your sad figure. You were not moving, just holding back miserable tears. He stepped into action, picking you up and laying you down into the cart, carefully warping the crimson coat over your shivering figure. Your eyes were matt and dull, exhausted from the small bit of world you've got to see. But that small part of the world was not really kind towards you and it just ate you up and spat you out again. He pitied you, as your eyes moved to hover over his huge frame, which seemingly took over your whole vision. 

"The world is no kind place for such a soul as yours.

 But no worry, master. 

My spear will never fail you."

[hasmephydoneanythingwrong]

Fate Fanservant: Beelzebub, the Breeder of Chaos (Beast IX:D [Diptera])

(Picrew link, these designs are nowhere near final)

Ascension Stages:

First Stage: A tall, pale, rail-thin man with short, wild black hair and a pinstriped suit. Small flies buzz around him. Think your typical Tumblr sexyman, but he’s been stretched like taffy and hasn’t showered in months.

Second Stage: Beelzebub now wears a much more extravagant suit that combines various patterns and headache-inducing color combinations. His hair has grown out, his eyes are now compound and he’s gained a dad bod. The flies are about fist-sized now.

(I'm not sure about the dad bod, TBH. Apparently he sometimes represents gluttony and also I wanted to come up with a Heroic Spirit who has a dad bod, but I don't know if this comes across as fatphobic since he's, you know, Beelzebub)

Third Stage: Beelzebub now has the head of an actual fly, with the flies surrounding him having donned his second-stage head. He has swapped his clothes out for tattered robes and a hooded cape, although he makes a point to keep the hood down.

Theme:

Stages 1 and 2: Such Horrible Things — Creature Feature

Stage 3: Coup d’État — Ghost and Pals

Traits:

Class: Beast

Alternate Classes: Alter Ego

True Name: Beelzebub

Source: Old Testament

Region: Israel

Alignment: Chaotic Evil

Attribute: Beast

Also known as: Baʿal Zebub, Beelzebul, Belzebuth, the Lord of the Flies

Voice Claim: Will Wood

Traits: Bestial (thank you, @300iqprower!), Demon, Demonic (seriously, why are there two of them), Demonic Beast, Enuma Elish Nullification, Non-Hominidae Servant, Servant, Wild Beast (3rd Stage only)

Parameters:

Strength: E+

Endurance: D

Agility: A

Mana: EX

Luck: B

NP: B

Passive Skills:

Independent Manifestation A--

Authority of the Beast C

Active Skills:

Nega-Stasis B

A skill that opposes and corrodes the status quo. So long as a human can be perceived by Beast IX:D, they can and likely will have any semblance of stability ripped out from under them as the very fundamentals of their world are turned upside down.

Apply Special Defense (-50%) and Special Attack (+100%) against Human enemies.

Decrease one enemy’s Buff Success Rate by 500%.

Animal Communication B

As Lord of the Flies and second-in-command of Hell, Beast IX:D can communicate will all insects and arachnids.

Buzz of Insanity A-

With the mere flap of a wing, Beast IX:D can drive a mere mortal to madness.

Invert one enemy’s alignment. [Good becomes Evil, Lawful becomes Chaotic, etc.]

Apply Berserker class defenses to one enemy.

Noble Phantasm: Lord of the Flies — This Misunderstanding is Mine to Own

Rank: B

NP Type: Anti-City

Maximum Targets: 7

A Noble Phantasm that expands the title “Lord of the Flies” to include the 1954 British novel. The target(s) are isolated within a Reality Marble that forces them to experience up to seven months on a deserted island within the span of a minute. This Noble Phantasm’s capacity to dull the senses increases in effectiveness based on strength of the opponent’s own struggles.

Inflict Terror to all enemies (including backline).

Decrease charge for all affected enemies.

Increase own NP Gauge based on number of enemies affected.

“My Room” Line Ideas

Gilles de Rais (both), Gilgamesh (Archer, Caster), Elizabeth Báthory (Lancer), Martha (Rider and Ruler), Mephistopheles, Asterios, Jeanne d’Arc (Ruler and Summer), Elizabeth Báthory (Halloween), David, Cú Chulainn (Alter), Angra Mainyu, “Pharaoh” trait Heroic Spirits, Enkidu, Circe, Abigail Williams (both), Junao, Ashwatthama, Asclepius, Paris, Salome, Caren C. Hortensia, Oberon, Elizabeth Báthory (Cinderella), Martha (Santa), Grigori Rasputin, Aesc the Savior (Stages 1 and 2)

[realtasuantrai]

And here's the headcanons for my portrayal of Cú Alter (Berserker), based on a ton of discord RPs and the fact he definitely ended up a lot different than canon.

American Singularity Alter is manifested by Queen Medb with the Holy Grail, and is seemingly the one summoned by the Master. However, that isn't the case.

Berserker is an entity from the Backrooms classed as a Protector Entity, who has protected countless Wanderers. He is summoned instead of American Singularity Cú Alter, as his love for the Wanderers and his need to protect them is what pulls him forth instead.

Berserker's throat is damaged, and therefore talking is hard for him. He talks in spurts, mostly one or two words, but nothing more than that.

Big ol' catbug. His tail is usually how you can gauge his emotions as they don't really appear on his face. If it's thumping against the ground hard, he's angry. In a certain rhythm, he's keeping himself calm. Swaying side to side like a dog's tail? He's content.

When first summoned to Chaldea, he's confused but... seeing all the Wanderers (humans, Servants) had him sparkling for a few days. Just "So many Wanderers!!!" went through his head.

Prefers using his claws over the spear he carries. More effective.

Still uses Cú Alter's secondary Noble Phantasm but it's a lot more brutal as Berserker does not hold back when it comes to enemies. It means that his version may traumatize the Master if used and so he rarely, if ever, listens to commands to use it. He cannot be commanded to use it via command seal, as it will automatically fail.

Likes tea and food. Food is his favourite. He'll drink an entire pot of tea, from the pot, alone.

Despite not being a "true" Cú Chulainn, Berserker does retain many aspects of the self he was based off of.

[edward-cabrini]

My Sources of Inspiration

With my recent Character Focus posts, I've taken a bit of a deep dive into my core cast of characters and lightly touched on their various sources of inspiration. I think it's time we take a harder look at my sources of inspiration. In terms of media/Texts we have: Berserk, Dark Souls 2, Dragon Age: Origins, Kingdom Come Deliverance, Blasphemous, Mount & Blade: Warband, Archaon Books, various Irish folk tales & myths (Cú Chulainn & Fomorians in particular). One of these is not like the others... Mount & Blade doesn't really have a story, it's a sandbox where you invent your story as you play. With a 190hrs in it. I've yet to ever conquer caldaria as a lone mercenary warband. My last run came closest though. I dedicated my self to being an effective leader, I recruited the best companions, I worked for King Ragnar with the hopes of marrying into royalty to increase my legitimacy. Five years I worked under Ragnar amassing Fiefdoms and wealth as we wiped out the Swadians and pressed into the Kingdom of Rhodoks. Yet when the time came to leave Ragnar's service I was caught out by a Swadian war band, I lost everything... My companions fucked off to the four fucking winds and after a solid 60hrs I gave up I enabled cheats made my self damn near un killable with the strength to solo armies. I razed everything until I recovered my fiefdoms and then I disabled cheats and carried on as normal. However the damage was already done, that run was stained, marred by my weakness. Any way I deleted the save uninstalled the game and did a quick run of Dark souls 2 to cheer myself up. But it got me thinking... That was a grand adventure, and right up until the total collapse of my plans I was very happy. This was the first spark of inspiration for "The Curse of Want". If I remember rightly, I'd read the Archaon books for the third time maybe a year before this point. Archaon's fall is surprisingly the inspiration behind Lorcan's heroism and rise through the ranks. Ernin is almost, but definitely not, the same role as Giselle from the Archaon series. I think it wasn't until after I read all of the Berserk series (that was out at the time) that I resolved to start writing something. Not the "Curse of Want" just yet... Mostly I poured a needless amount of effort into a series of D&D characters. A lot of human fighter combat masters. Fight me, I just love the mechanics and being human.

It was actually one of my best mates and DM that introduced to Fomorians. I knew various Irish tales but not a lot about their history or that they were written in various cycles. The research rabbit hole went very deep very fast. By the time I finished reading up on the shit that Cromwell and the Church did to Ireland, Irish culture, and the Irish people. I was resolved to write "The Curse of Want" my own mythos inspired by the Fomorians of legend and the Church's rewriting of Irish myths. Book 1's plot isn't all that different from events wise the golden age arc of Berserk. Child soldiers led by a pretty charismatic child soldier go from battle to battle achieving ever increasingly impressive victories. Until they go to capture the last fortress. However, consider what that would look like from the perspective of the enemy. A near unstoppable force of humanoid devils tearing across the countryside, ripping and hacking apart your friends as they advance toward your families. Here at last we come to the Dragon Age: Origins & Kingdom Come Deliverance Inspiration. Though to write more about why these particular narratives inspired me would I think lead to some pretty major spoilers. So you'll just have to guess what inspired what and who in my works. The last thing to touch on is Blasphemous, the church and all it's evil and good are present through out the game. I think I'll leave you with this thought I had as I squared up to fight Escribar: The unknowable will of The Miracle, made manifest by the belief of the citizenry. It's divinity enforced by the church and it's preachers; spreading the word of it's miracles and punishing heresy violently and publicly. Time to kill it.

[sattarehi]

I think Berserker (class) is a bit underrated from a storytelling perspective. The choices with who should be Berserker are always really well done, and the way they choose to execute them are likewise well done.

Heracles (or is he Hercules in Fate?) is fascinating. Mindless, unable to communicate, unable to do much but fight. But at his core, he is still a hero. Sure, he's a hero in the classical sense, and so he has no qualms about slaying enemies, even humans, who stand in his way. But he wants to protect Ilyasviel, in a way that goes beyond the Servant/Master relationship (I think Cú Chulainn is a good example of what the bare minimum looks like). He has a hero's heart, even in the depths of madness.

Lancelot, on the other hand, more traditionally fits the archetype we think of as a "Berserker." Not only was the source of his rage (that is, the thing that allows him to fulfill the Berserker class) extant in his Holy Grail War, but his master was likewise equally fueled by rage. But even in those depths of madness he managed to reveal himself and explain his hatred.

The Berserker class is, imo, the most well done and consistent. It has the most definition and consistency, imo.

[oddnub-eye]

Fanservant: Laeg Mac Riangabra (Rider)

Picture Made in This: https://picrew.me/ja/image_maker/19158 Picrew

Laeg Mac Riangabra

Class: Rider/ “Grand Buddy”

Title: The King of Charioteers 

Gender: Male

Source: Irish Mythology (Ulster Cycle)

Region: Europe (Ireland)

Alignment: Neutral Good

Height: 186cm

Weight 70kg

Natural Enemy: Enkidu

Parameters

Strength: C+

Endurance: B

Agility: C

Mana: D

Noble Phantasm: B

Luck: E (By Association)

Class Skills

Riding A++

The most renowned Charioteer in Irish Mythology - he can operate any kind of vehicle or creature, including dragon kind. 

Magic Resistance B+

While Laeg's magic resistance is not as "effective" in regards to canceling spells outright (in that respect, he only has Rank C Magic Resistance) but he possesses a borderline sixth sense for detecting magic and magecraft, and that talent allows him to avoid magic and magecraft incredibly easily.

Personal Skills

King of Charioteers A+

The idea that Laeg was the greatest charioteer in Irish legend. It allows him to perform all the functions of a charioteer perfectly. While this primarily takes the form of an exponential increase to his riding skill (he’s treated as having two “Riding A++” skills that multiply with each other) it also enables him to effectively store weapons and instantly gain a lay of the land.

Hero’s Sidekick B

The ability to effortlessly work alongside a Hero. When forming a partnership with another heroic spirit (or even a mortal being worthy of the title “hero”), Laeg gains the ability to perfectly synchronize with them. He will not be able to fight alongside them as a “partner” but he will be able to support and fight around them flawlessly. Laeg would even become able to ferry around a rampage Berserker in his chariot with ease.

Incitement (Taunting Words) C

A skill that typically serves to incite the masses with words. In Laeg’s hands, it becomes a skill that targets a specific individual, mocking them until they get worked up enough to put their all into something. This skill works best on individuals Laeg has partnered with through [Hero’s Sidekick].

Noble Phantasms

Búainid Carbat: Circuit of VictoryRank: B

Classification: Anti-Army

The scythed chariot of Cú Chulainn, pulled by the horses Liath Macha and Dub Sainglend, and driven by the King of Charioteers Laeg Mac Riangabra. A Noble Phantasm quite similar in function to [Trioas Tragodia: Tempestuous Storm Chariot] where it gains speed and power the longer it is deployed. By announcing the true name of this Noble Phantasm, Laeg can deploy a second ability of the Noble Phantasm, the “circuit of victory” - derived from the three charges Cú Chulainn and Laeg made against the Connacht army in retribution for the Boy Troop of Ulster, and the three charges Liath Macha against the conspiracy to kill Cú Chulainn after being fatally wounded.

Once activated, a “route” is selected, and Laeg must circle this route three times. Within this route, [Búainid Carbat] becomes “unstoppable”, gaining increased speed, power, and destructive ability. Not even destroying the land [Búainid Carbat] is traveling on will interrupt this rampage. During this rampage, Laeg gains the equivalent of an A-Rank [Battle Continuation] (although if he is fatally wounded during his ride, he’ll immediately die following its completion). The most effective way to stop the Circuit of Victory is to force its end by facing Laeg head on and destroying the chariot. Good luck.

Like many things about Laeg, his Noble Phantasm is stronger when partnered with another hero. If Laeg uses [Búainid Carbat] while partnered with a “hero” via [Hero’s Sidekick], the skillset of the Hero partnered with Laeg will be enhanced by Circuit of Victory’s effects, gaining all the benefits he does, as well as “custom” buffs to allow them to take the stage.

This Noble Phantasm will instantly fail if used against any Cú Chulainn aside from Cú Chulainn (Alter), as Liath Macha and Dub Sainglend will refuse to attack him.

Personality

Laid-back and brimming with dry humor, Laeg is a man content to let others take the spotlight. He is, in essence, a “sidekick”, someone who is more comfortable in a supporting role, yet not taking a backseat entirely. If the role of a healer is to support a hero from the backline, Laeg is best suited to supporting a hero from right at their side.

While laid-back in attitude, in nature, Laeg is as bloodthirsty and proud as his best friend. He takes his role as a charioteer, and in particular, the best of the best of them, very seriously. Given someone to fight alongside, Laeg will never turn down the opportunity for a fight, and he will never turn down an opportunity to show off.

Laeg’s penchant sarcasm and dry-wit comes from his perception of himself as the smartest person in the room at any given time. Whether this perception is actually true depends wildly on who he’s surrounded by at the moment.

Motive and Attitude towards Master

Laeg’s motive for fighting is more or less to “show off”. He doesn’t have any real desire for the Holy Grail, just so long as he gets to show off his talent with charioteering. This can potentially cause friction with his master, as he’s fundamentally more focused on demonstrating his skill than actually winning, but thanks to Laeg’s laid-back nature and preference for playing “second-fiddle”, he can work with most master’s easily enough.

That being said, he’s not afraid to turn his wit on his master.

“Come on Master, you summoned a charioteer -- a sidekick. If you were really trying your damnedest to win, you would have just summoned Cúcuc, right? Exactly. So just hold on tight and let me take you for a ride!”

Bond Craft Essence

Rejected Brindle

They'd never done it before. Even though they were Cúcuc's horses, they felt like mine. So when Liath Macha refused to allow himself to be harnessed that day...something felt wrong. But Cúcuc got ‘em harnessed and I ignored it. Willfully. Everyone knew why Liath Macha was refusing to be harnessed, everyone was trying to keep Cúcuc from riding out that day. Well, everyone except me. Does that make me a bad friend? To see the writing on the walls, to know why everyone was trying to restrain Cúcuc that day, and to ignore it all? To treat it as if it'd be just another day, another ride, another battle? I'd say it wouldn't, but I'm a biased party. But sometimes, when it's late at night, and my gut hurts, even though there's no possible way it could still be wounded...I'm happy to have driven Cúcuc out that final time. I'm happy it was at least able to start as just another ride for us. 

Historical Depiction

Cú Chulainn’s charioteer, and best friend (there is a man with horny skin who would contest this assertion). The greatest charioteer in Irish Mythology, earning the title of “King of Charioteers”. He accompanied the Hound of Ulster on practically all of his adventures, with the only one he was not involved with in some way being the Hound’s training at Dun Scaith. Once Cú Chulainn returned home and they officially became partners, however, they were a practically inseparable duo. Be it retrieving Emer from her father’s lands, traveling to the realm of Fand to fight her enemies, battling Queen Medb during the Tain Bo Cúailnge, or even his final battle, Laeg was always at his friend’s side.

During Cú Chulainn’s final battle, Laeg was speared by the first spear thrown by Lugaid Mac Cú Roi, which would prove to be a fatal blow for the King of Charioteers. Although Cú Chulainn attempted to order Laeg back to Ulster, Laeg remained to watch the rest of the battle. After Cú Chulainn tied himself to a standing stone for his final stand, he caught sight of Laeg and made one final plea to his friend to return to Ulster, if only to tell Emer of the news. Laeg reluctantly agreed, arriving back at Ulster to deliver the news, and pointing Conall Cernach in the direction of the battle, before finally passing away.

Relationships

Cú Chulainn - Laeg’s best friend and partner. In spite of his familiarity with Cú Chulainn, Laeg mocks him relentlessly, their banter being filled with good natured ribbing and put-downs. Faultlessly loyal to Cú Chulainn, Laeg stood by his friend until the very end, even until his death. Truly, they could be said to be the personification of “Ride or Die” (or, for these two, maybe it would be more accurate to say “Ride and Die”).

Cú Chulainn (Alter) - Although Cú Chulainn Alter is not the Cú Chulainn Laeg knows, Laeg has decided that he is Cú Chulainn nonetheless, and shall not be spared Laeg’s barbed tongue. It is not an uncommon sight to find Cú Chulainn Alter enduring comments about “trying a little too hard” and grumbling empty threats of violence in return.

Queen Medb - Laeg holds no ill-will towards Medb for organizing the conspiracy that led to his death, but he will never forgive for getting Liath Macha killed in the process.Achilles- A hero Laeg notes as being incredibly similar to Cú Chulainn, Laeg is often spotted hanging out with the Hero of the Trojan War in his off time.

Art of Cu and Laeg

[clarenecessities]

✨🍀 re: wow toons (idk what that is so pls enlighten me!)

AHAHAHA YES!!!! <-sicko voice

✨- How did you come up with the OC’s name?

🍀 - What originally inspired the OC?

these go hand in hand so i'm doin' 'em together >:3c so wow toons are what you call your different world of warcraft characters, of which i have... 12? 15? some multiple of three. i shall describe each of them in turn bc you've inadvertently activated my trap card.

Sétanta - my very first wow character. he's a worgen bc obviously i'm going to pick the werewolf race, come on. i made him a druid bc i heard you could turn into even more animals and this pleased me. He's named for Cú Chulainn (Hound of Culann), who renamed himself that as a kid. I pronounce it 100% wrong, with an /s/ at the start and a /t/ in the middle, but that's what happens when you learn all your words by reading as a small child. i pronounced seamus See-Miss until i was like 16. it could be worse.

Seidrin - As I was fleshing him out i accidentally went way too hard on his mom's backstory, so when I wanted to make a tank she was the natural choice. her dad is the wolf god Goldrinn, who I decided (fancifully) to pretend was named for galdra, one of the kinds of norse magic. -inn being the masculine name suffix, i changed it tothe feminine -in and named her for seiðr magic instead. went with a d instead of a th bc logan very wisely pointed out the "-drin-" mirrors Goldrinn.

Crimthann - Sétanta's dad. I wanted to make a healer and I was like you know what would be really funny? If I named his dad after another guy who renamed himself for an animal. And Crimthann (an old irish name meaning 'fox') is often alleged to be the birth name of St. Colmcille, 'church dove'. so i made him a priest but unfortunately priests are very boring to play so he's... languishing.

Donn - I wanted to make a Horde character but I didn't know how to play anything but a druid so I was like... surely, this will work. I was gonna name him Donn Cúailnge after the Brown Bull of Cooley but it turns out you can't put spaces in the names. But Donn (shockingly) wasn't taken so... here he is! Tauren druid!

Jettion - I was bullied into making a dracthyr, the newest race, bc they have a fun starting quest. Dragons in wow have name suffixes according to their 'flight' (color) and he's a male black dracthyr (who are like anthro dragons) so his name had to end in -ion, and often the black flight's names start with shades of blade, so... it was either Jetion or Jettion, and I liked Jettion better bc it looks like Jettison.

Shannock - We all made vulpera, the little fox people together. but i'd already used the name Crimthann. so I was like 'maybe sionnach'? but if you can believeit some bastard already snagged it. so i went with a rough anglicization. i should play him more.

Lokworg - I've twice been bullied into making a monk bc supposedly they get fun later on & i just need to keep doing quests with my pals, but my pals are much faster than i am and outstrip me quickly. The first monk i deleted bc i don't care about him and honestly lokworg's not doin' much for me either. His name's orcish, lok is song/cry (noun) and worgs are the large, extra smart wolves orcs ride as mounts. More or less 'direwolf song'.

Rumpelteazer - Peer pressured into doing the worgen starting quest & I wanted someone who could learn to pick locks one day, so rogue it was! Originally named Scátha (irish for shade but also kind of an oblique reference to scáthach, the scottish warrior woman who trained Cú Chulainn (and my own pseudohistorical ancestor)), but I kept pronouncing it wrong and was listening to Cats 1998 soundtrack and... well... he's a rogue! and Mungojerrie was taken!

Ulfhedrinn - in keeping with the norse theme, he's named after the Ulfheðnar (singular Ulfheðinn, wolf+what's basically a hooded vest made of fur) that were an appropriately lupine variety of berserkers. I wanted to make a Horde healer and i was like you know... i haven't made this insane little family big enough yet.

Galdrulf - Okay, honestly? He was supposed to be Ulfhedrinn. We were starting with new Horde characters and we were gonna level together, but I got so lost in the customization sauce that I forgot Ulf's particular flavor of orc starts at level 10 instead of 1. So I panicked and made a warrior, and I named him galdr+ulf bc I'm not very creative under pressure.

Fuil - Bullied into making a dark iron dwarf but i'm not clear on why bc we never got farther than unlocking them? guys? are we doing anything with these? irish for blood bc he's going to be a Blood Death Knight. one day. probably.

Tigernmas - I was peer pressured into making a Demon Hunter, whom I wanted to name Crom but noooo, that was 'taken', so I named him after a pseudohistorical king that got himself and 75% of the men in Ireland killed worshipping Crom Cruach.

you know i'm sensing some themes here. a lot of irish. a lot of peer pressuring. jesus christ is seidrin my only woman? she doesn't even use the fpose model no wonder they keep he/himming me

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More Ocs with fate servants

Sienna would walk around with Vlad. Just a pair of people who really don’t want certain names said.

Serendipity would have a blast with Quetzalcoatl

Maybe this is a little cheating but Jacquelyn would most likely get…Medusa

Eliza would work with Cú Chulainn and hate it a little.

Valerie gets Joan. I don’t trust her with any berserker.

Sparrow and Francis Drake😂 the charisma has never been higher.

I’m cheating. Tenzen gets Mash because she needs the positivity. Also pink buddies.

Levi would be with Hassan-i-Sabbah. The entire clan.

Peach would probably try for Ishtar and get Ereshkigal.

Then there’s Nicholas …

It just makes sense and the tragic part is I don’t think they win. It’s a real shame tumblr won’t let me post two more gifs. Canary would have Florence Nightingale and Shiva would’ve gotten Berserker Lancelot.