Weeheee! A lil something for our boy Ritsuka, presumably after some FGO Events, where he’s allowed to go to a normal school, and my take on it.  This MIGHT be expanded on, tho. More under the cut! - Mod Avenger

I

There is, sometimes, a lingering silence that follows in the wake of the new transfer student.

He’s…Odd. Definitely odd, good or bad, you don’t know. Always talking to himself, muttering, and somewhat jumpy. In the few days he’s been around, you’ve learned through experience (and a painful-sounding smack to a classmate’s face) that Fujimaru Ritsuka was not, and should not be approached from behind, without warning, at any circumstances.

There is still a purplish bruise where his fist hit, around Shizuka-san’s left eye. He had apologized, stammering when Shizuka (ever the hothead) launched back at him with that infamous delinquentsneer he had perfected after watching too many yakuza movies. 

You were just the health rep, for fuck’s sake, and you didn’t get paid or anything as a student. Miyamae-san and her acrylic nails could go die after volunteering you in her stead so she could go people-watching. The fight was immediately broken up, with Shizuka snarling and scowling like an irate dog, and Fujimaru-san had a dismayed, puppy-like expression on his face. 

Huh. He had green eyes? Unusual.

(”Knock it off, Shizuka.” You intone coolly as you stand up from your seat. “I’ll take you to the infirmary, so stop attempting to start a fight with Fujimaru-san.”

“He clapped me out of nowhere!” Shizuka snarls, advancing towards you. You stare at him unflinchingly, reminding yourself that this was a schooland you couldn’t beat the shit out of him and his posturing posse unless you wanted an expulsion. Not that you could even land him a punch that hurt, probably.

“Then I suppose that should teach you to startle people by smacking them on the shoulder.” You reply dryly, snapping your novel shut. “It’s not the first time this happened either, with the entire hot water bottle thing in Home Economics.”

This breaks the tension in the class, and some even laugh outright. You sigh and hook an arm around Shizuka’s burlier one. (You don’t see him flush.) “Let’s go. You too, Fujimaru-san. Let’s have a look at your hand.”

There is a note of surprise in his face, and he nods, dumbfounded, as if he has witnessed something miraculous. You berate them on their behavior the entire walk to the clinic, though you go a bit easier on Fujimaru because–well, there’s something offabout him. 

Those reflexes, and the way he carried himself, was not normal. And you didso love puzzles.)

Shizuka has been talking to you after that incident, instead of parading around school with his Girlfriend of the Month. It sucks because the conversation is awkward, but it’s good because it keeps the chattier ones away, giving you more time to read. Well, everyone Except for Fujimaru-san who has been tailing after you like a lost puppy. 

You have absolutely noidea what you did to earn such an adoring look, but by christ almighty, it made you kind of uncomfortable. So on a whim, you sigh and snap your novel of the day shut, and turn to him with tired eyes. “Fujimaru-san?”

He perks up (like a puppy, you note), and beams.Urgh. “Yes? Did you need anything?”

Your mouth opens, closes, opens, and you shut it with a click of your teeth, and sigh. “I don’t know how to phrase this, but the hellare you looking at me like thatfor?”

He tilts his head, bangs flopping over his eyes. “Like?”

You motion vaguely. “Like that.I dunno. Like I’m some grail maiden bearing the Holy Grail and the Lance of Longinus to Camelot on a unicorn or something.”

He gives you an odd, owlish look. “Arturia didn’t mention anything about Unicorns in Camelot, though?”

You blink again. “Fujimaru, it was a metaphor.” And who the hell was Arturia? Who even namestheir child an odd, bastardized female version of Arthur? 

“O-Oh!“ he laughs, embarrassed. “I-I’m sorry, I haven’t–“ he inhales, and you notice his hands shaking. “I haven’t been able to have a conversation like thisin a while.“ he mutters something under his breath, and he smiles back at you, with somethingin his eyes.  

Huh. Troubled past, maybe? Your eyes flicker with analytical curiosity, before the same is shoved and cataloged away for future use. “Then we should just keep talking until you get used to it again.” You retort with soft haughtiness. “I dunno what’s your deal, but everyone here thinks you’re odd.”

(And it isn’t your imagination when the air grows colder, and a few extra eyes feel like they bore into you with danger. You shrug it off and continue.)

“’ms'rry.“ Fujimaru Ritsuka retorts as he sinks into himself, and there is something that rises in you as you look at his posture with indignant eyes. (He looks small, defeated, and it is an odd thing for you to see.)

“Stop that.“ you reply firmly, slowly raising your arms and showing your hands (a sign of non-aggression, to prevent another incident), and gently pushing back his shoulders. “Chin up, back straight, and don’t apologize for shit you don’t have to apologize about.“ you purse your lips. “Stay nice, and don’t take any shit, if you don’t get what I’m saying.“

He blinks, shoulders easing up. “O-Oh. O…kay?“ and Fujimaru suddenly wilts again. “But you said that everyone here thinks I’m…odd?“

“Well, you talk to yourself, you punched out one of the school’s Moneybags, and you enrolled in late, with a special exam to boot.“ You reply dryly. “Ah, just don’t mind that bag of cats. Look: circling back, the hell do you look at me like that?“

Fujimaru tilts his head again (a habit when thinking, perhaps?) and lights up shyly when he realizes what you mean. “I mean, you’re my normalfriend!”

Your brain grinds to a halt. “Fujimaru, I doubt that you didn’t have any friends at your old school.”

“I had them, but, um.“ he winces. “Like what happened to Shizuka-san.“

You blink. “Huh. You’re more jittery than I thought.”

A bitter smile crosses Fujimaru’s face. “Yeah, I guess I am.” but he beams, and turns to you. “But, um, we’re–we’re friends…right?”

Ah.Aaaaaaaaah.Your entire life, you could proudly say that puppy dog eyes didn’t affect you in the slightest. Not when your sister begged and threw a tantrum in the supermarket for another box of Kinoko no Yama, when Mom tried to make you wear that ugly-ass, preschool-looking princess dress, or when your cousins wanted to borrow your Vanguard Decks. 

But. Ugh. You purse your lips. “You just drag everything in your flow, don’t you, Fujimaru-san?” you sigh. “Yes, fine, we’re friends. Now face front. Class is starting.”

Fujimaru Ritsuka beamed, and you don’t know why he’s so damned happy at making an acquaintance of a grumpy introvert (Miyamae’s words) like you, but at least the room seems a bit warmer now.

Type: Headcanon

Requested by:@angel-of-requiem​

Warnings:Violence, Stalking, Manipulation, abuse

BACK AFTER GETTING IN, THANK U MOD RULER, COLLEGE DONE NOW TIME FOR LAW SCHOOL,,, also I made an imagines blog (kimetsu no yaiba, anyone?) while I was waiting for this to open, please check out this? Also, announcements later. Thankks! - Mod Avenger

Beowulf 

• He’s terrifying. He cages you behind him like some terrible beast guarding a princess in a tower. Of course you are; to him you are kind, your songs like nectar from a flower. He wants to be the only one listening to them, they’re all taking advantage of you that’s why–
• You need to be safe. Absolutely. His intentions are pure, all he wants to do is keep you away from conniving servants, those mages who look at you like a lab specimen, your parents who look at you and no longer see their child but a battle-worn soldier, everyone.
• Keeps you in line with threats. It’s just verbal at first. Then it escalates when he hits you one day. You look at him with so much hurtand while he hates it, Beowulf notices that it keeps you so much more in line. It helps him keep you in line.
• Soon you’ve got a pavlovian condition where the slightest tensing of his arm makes you flinch, as you know what usually happens after that. If you were so docile, maybe we wouldn’t have to be ths way, he thinks. But now, you’re safe. Nobody can do anything to you now. N o on e. 

Merlin

• Merlin keeps his S/O in line by eternal sleep. That’s the last resort. Second is paranoia, just enough for them to only turn to him, and first, nightmares. 
• He gives his S/O nightmares of everything they fear. Maybe everyone leaving them for a better, stronger master. Maybe their family locked away by the Clock Tower, their lineage opened and examined. Maybe this time, the clock tower cuts you up and examines every vein and cell. 
• In those dreams, Merlin makes sure he is the one who saves you. All the time. The Cycle repeats until you can’t tell apart reality from dreams anymore. You’re erratic. Pushing everyone away. Mashu is concerned, but she doesn’t understand. Only Merlin does.  
• You sleep more and more with Merlin. He covers you up and makes you dream of a world where everything is soft, and whatever you want it to be. A Pokemon adventure? You become a Master with Merlin! Fantasy? Both of you travel! and your dreams turn into days and days turn into years and years turn into decades and decades into centuries but that’s okay! Merlin is with you so (WAKE UP)
• “You don’t need to wake up, my little dove. Stay here f or re ver.”  

Proto Cu

• Okay, so Proto Cu is the younger version of Fate Cu. He has Emer. And Yet Emer can’t hold a candle to you, and neither does Fand, the fairy woman Emer was ever jealous of, who was able to charm Cu. 
• Cu is chill! That’s a fact. But he gets unnecessarily riled up when you’re involved in the conversation. When other eyes stray to you, be immediately slips between you and them, arm around you and smiling with thinly veiled malice. 
• He’s one of the more healthier yandere, tbh. Cu is confident in his abilities and looks, so he’s  fairly lenient on his victimS/O. He just comes off as territorial, and somewhat aggressive when another takes interest in his S/O.
• But when he snaps, say goodbye to the outside world for months at a time. He’s your only companion now. Keep your eyes and hands on him so Cu might forgive you and let you out again. 
• “You don’t need to look at anyone else, yeah? I’m here. I’ll give you everything to give. Oh, but I’m taking everything you are in exchange, of course. I love you so  m u ch  after all.”
  

Type: Headcanon

Requested by: Anon

Warnings: Stalking (of the EX-tier level), Emotional Manipulation, Manipulative Behavior, Self-Harm.

I’m assuming this is a competition between the two, as you didn’t specify to separate them, Nonny? I’d still write this as OT3 anyway HAHAHAHA *cracks knuckles* I’VE BEEN WAAAITIN’ FOR THIIIIS- Mod Avenger

• Romani and Merlin often argue on who saw you first. It seems cute at first glance, but then they both have (had, in Romani’s case) Clairvoyance: they’ve been using their eyes since time immemorial and even before you were actually “here” to watch over you, all times of the day. 
• Merlin has seen you reincarnate and be born for over the course of a few thousand years, and it has driven him half-mad. He sees you through the windows of the accursed tower he was sealed in, and he just wants to reach over and slide his palm over your back, watch you sleep, and just cage you down beside him as you slept, sweet and small like a tiny dove–
• He’s sent love letters in the form of dreams, and he does it every time Samhain or your birthday rolls around, and sure, you forget as you go through the day, but he sees you looking over your shoulder, and Merlin grinsbecause he knows that you feel that he’s there. 
• And if he knows that if those he had slept with over the years were like tangy apple juice or citrus orange, then if he had you, Merlin was certain you would taste like ambrosia. Or maybe the mead served in Tir na nOg, and he would definitely certainly unavoidably taste it at some point, mark my words, beloved one it’s your fate and we will be bound over and over and over again
• As for Romani, if he was a Yandere, then did you think him being summoned as Maris Billy’s servant was a coincidence? No. Of course not. This was all God’s plan, and he would finally see you after years and centuries and all those lives of waiting, longing, pining, and and–
•  He needs to be human, of course. as sure as he was that it would help the shock-and-awe factor to appeal to you that he was the King of Magecraft, he didn’t need you shying away from him. Romani (Solomon) wanted you close, and he would do any means to achieve that goal. The downside is that he has to save the world before meeting you. Bummer. 
• Romani pulls a few strings, and he gets you up to Chaldea; and he can’t believe his eyes when you’re standing before him: all perfection and radiating warmth. He needs it. He cuts and cuts, and he fakes illness, and it makes his heart bloom into indecipherable warmth when you show him, only him, all those expressions, and no, darling, you don’t really need them alright? Don’t worry, I’m here. Stay with m e .

Type: Headcanon

Requested by: @selfinsertheaven​

I will never be able to get over the fact that the Master is sometimes referred to as “Solomon’s Beloved” or “Beloved of the Magus King”. This was a blast to write! :DDD More under the cut! -Mod Avenger

Solomon (King of Magecraft)

• He is disoriented, confused, and very, very surprised. He was–supposed to have been nonexistent, all his records from the Throne of Heroes wiped, and with never a chance to be called again.
  
• Solomon is knocked out of his shock by an armful of crying master sobbing incoherent noises (and staining his robes with snot and tears), and embracing him like a particularly friendly cobra.
• He feels his eyes going moist, and his lip trembles. Solomon embraces the crying master as they fall into a pile in the summon circle, and others soon crowd around them. Solomon mumbles apologies and affectionate words in Hebrew as he comforts the ball of sad master in his arms.
• It takes a lot of time to get used to the fact that he is no longer the one running Chaldea, but Solomon becomes something of a consultant in the running of the Organization, and he now has free time to pursue other hobbies. Like baking. And no, he did not eat the rest of the black forest cake, so stop looking at him with those accusing eyes, EMIYA.

Tiamat (Femme Fatale)

• The similarity between her and Solomon is that they are both disoriented and confused. The difference is that Tiamat may have the possibility of lashing out if she is startled or if she feels threatened by the Master’s companions or the Master themselves.
  
• If the Master makes an effort to appeal to Tiamat, she might open up bit by bit. Despite her somewhat twisted origin of regression, she still has the deposition of a “mother” as she was the beast slain and used to create the world in Mesopotamian Mythology. 
• If she dislikes the Master, or if she feels that the hostility present towards her outweighs the goodwill, Tiamat might instigate another absolute demon battlefront on the spot. She is more of instinct than intelligence as a concept. 
• If she does ally herself with the master, Tiamat will be the Nuclear Bomb of all nuclear bombs. If anyone shows the slightest intent of harming her master, Tiamat will strike them down with no regard to surroundings or harm she may cause. After all, as a Mother, it is her solemn duty to protect her child, right? 

Goetia (King of Humans)

• Panic.Absolute pandemonium and panicked shouts through the entirety of Chaldea, and the Master is frozen where they stand. Goetia stares them down and is unsurprised when the master steels themselves after a few seconds’ time and summons their servants behind them. 
  
• After the initial panic, everything is…incredibly awkward. The master of course, has welcomed him (albeit a bit hesitantly, but still with a smile), and the other servants are wary of him.  
• It would take a lot of time for everyone to open up to Goetia, even if the master would trust him already. It’s no wonder as his actions had caused a horde of events to snowball into inter-spatial and chronological  disasters that everybody had to clean up after. 
• If Goetia does become assimilated to the daily lives of everyone in Chaldea, he’d be pleasantly surprised at how it’s similar to a tiny kingdom. The Master would be a General; well-respected and loved, but is also human and fallible at points. The Director, or whoever in charge of running Chaldea would be a Lord or or a King, but he would be on thin ice, as most favor would be on the Master’s shoulders. It’s a mini-political drama, and Goetia actually loves observing and dissecting it silently from the shadows.

Type: Headcanon

Requested by: @selfinsertheaven​

I will never be able to get over the fact that the Master is sometimes referred to as “Solomon’s Beloved” or “Beloved of the Magus King”. This was a blast to write! :DDD More under the cut! -Mod Avenger

Solomon (King of Magecraft)

• He is disoriented, confused, and very, very surprised. He was–supposed to have been nonexistent, all his records from the Throne of Heroes wiped, and with never a chance to be called again.
  
• Solomon is knocked out of his shock by an armful of crying master sobbing incoherent noises (and staining his robes with snot and tears), and embracing him like a particularly friendly cobra.
• He feels his eyes going moist, and his lip trembles. Solomon embraces the crying master as they fall into a pile in the summon circle, and others soon crowd around them. Solomon mumbles apologies and affectionate words in Hebrew as he comforts the ball of sad master in his arms.
• It takes a lot of time to get used to the fact that he is no longer the one running Chaldea, but Solomon becomes something of a consultant in the running of the Organization, and he now has free time to pursue other hobbies. Like baking. And no, he did not eat the rest of the black forest cake, so stop looking at him with those accusing eyes, EMIYA.

Tiamat (Femme Fatale)

• The similarity between her and Solomon is that they are both disoriented and confused. The difference is that Tiamat may have the possibility of lashing out if she is startled or if she feels threatened by the Master’s companions or the Master themselves.
  
• If the Master makes an effort to appeal to Tiamat, she might open up bit by bit. Despite her somewhat twisted origin of regression, she still has the deposition of a “mother” as she was the beast slain and used to create the world in Mesopotamian Mythology. 
• If she dislikes the Master, or if she feels that the hostility present towards her outweighs the goodwill, Tiamat might instigate another absolute demon battlefront on the spot. She is more of instinct than intelligence as a concept. 
• If she does ally herself with the master, Tiamat will be the Nuclear Bomb of all nuclear bombs. If anyone shows the slightest intent of harming her master, Tiamat will strike them down with no regard to surroundings or harm she may cause. After all, as a Mother, it is her solemn duty to protect her child, right? 

Goetia (King of Humans)

• Panic.Absolute pandemonium and panicked shouts through the entirety of Chaldea, and the Master is frozen where they stand. Goetia stares them down and is unsurprised when the master steels themselves after a few seconds’ time and summons their servants behind them. 
  
• After the initial panic, everything is…incredibly awkward. The master of course, has welcomed him (albeit a bit hesitantly, but still with a smile), and the other servants are wary of him.  
• It would take a lot of time for everyone to open up to Goetia, even if the master would trust him already. It’s no wonder as his actions had caused a horde of events to snowball into inter-spatial and chronological  disasters that everybody had to clean up after. 
• If Goetia does become assimilated to the daily lives of everyone in Chaldea, he’d be pleasantly surprised at how it’s similar to a tiny kingdom. The Master would be a General; well-respected and loved, but is also human and fallible at points. The Director, or whoever in charge of running Chaldea would be a Lord or or a King, but he would be on thin ice, as most favor would be on the Master’s shoulders. It’s a mini-political drama, and Goetia actually loves observing and dissecting it silently from the shadows.

AFTER 400 GAJILION YEARS, WE’RE FINALLY OPEN AGAIN! LET THE YANDERE EVENT COMMENCE!

Type: Headcannons

Requested By: Anon

Warnings: NSFW

The last one! the ask box will be opened ten or twenty minutes after this post!- Mod Avenger

• Silent, tall, and all-around intimidating. Beowulf is the kind of guy who would send thugs running at the sight of his silhouette, and also the guy who you cuddle up to at night and read books like “The Jungle Book”  to.
  
• Basically a large bear. A large, smothering bear that loves to show off how strong and fearsome he is by carrying you like a cat, or with you sitting on his shoulders. 
• Loves to eat anything his S/O makes. Specially meat dishes. But this large man also has a sweet tooth that only his S/O knows about, so don’t be surprised if his S/O bakes a boatload of sweets one day. 
• Basically, he likes his S/O lying on top f him as they read a book or something? and he’s just “honey, watchu readin?” while his S/O replies and they just lie there together like the most mismatched but perfectly fitted picture puzzle ever?

NSFW:

• is into oral, and he’s both okay with giving or receiving. This man’s gonna eat you out like a five-star dining course given to a starving man
  
• will give lots and lots of kisses and pecks during intercourse, and he’s just murmuring praises about how well you’re taking him in yes, you’re such a sweet little thing, just a bit more, my love 
• and afterwards, Beowulf’s just gonna roll up into the blanket with you like oversized (and incredibly lopsided) sushi rolls as he nuzzles your hair and pecks your forehead and nose like there’s no tomorrow

Type: Headcannons

Requested By: Anon

Warnings: NSFW

The last one! the ask box will be opened ten or twenty minutes after this post!- Mod Avenger

• Silent, tall, and all-around intimidating. Beowulf is the kind of guy who would send thugs running at the sight of his silhouette, and also the guy who you cuddle up to at night and read books like “The Jungle Book”  to.
  
• Basically a large bear. A large, smothering bear that loves to show off how strong and fearsome he is by carrying you like a cat, or with you sitting on his shoulders. 
• Loves to eat anything his S/O makes. Specially meat dishes. But this large man also has a sweet tooth that only his S/O knows about, so don’t be surprised if his S/O bakes a boatload of sweets one day. 
• Basically, he likes his S/O lying on top f him as they read a book or something? and he’s just “honey, watchu readin?” while his S/O replies and they just lie there together like the most mismatched but perfectly fitted picture puzzle ever?

NSFW:

• is into oral, and he’s both okay with giving or receiving. This man’s gonna eat you out like a five-star dining course given to a starving man
  
• will give lots and lots of kisses and pecks during intercourse, and he’s just murmuring praises about how well you’re taking him in yes, you’re such a sweet little thing, just a bit more, my love 
• and afterwards, Beowulf’s just gonna roll up into the blanket with you like oversized (and incredibly lopsided) sushi rolls as he nuzzles your hair and pecks your forehead and nose like there’s no tomorrow

This is Mod Avenger, and I’ve just noticed that we’ve looongpassed the 1,500Mark in terms of followers, and well, due to busy schedules, we’ve been terribly unable to update regularly: me with thesis making, and Mod Ruler with her own studies.

 Now, the ask box just has ONE last ask, and we’ll be opening the ask box in a few minutes again!

So here we have an EVENT ANNOUNCEMENT!

For the next batch of asks: we have chosen the Yandere tag: A.K.A. for every ask put in for any character at all, it will have Yandere elements. For those willing to participate / send in requests, see the rules and warnings below!

Rules:

• All characters of the FGO franchise will be written as Yandere in this event, with the exemption of Kiyohime, who will not be included, as she is already canonically a yandere.
  
• The limit of characters one may ask in this event is THREE. Requests such as “The Knights of the Round” or groups of servants beyond three WILL BE DELETED. 
  
• There may be no scenario requests present in this event. All requests will be defaulted to headcanons. Scenarios may be done via bullet-style exposition, but no actual paragraph-per-paragraph writing. If it DOES become good enough, we may consider rewriting it into a piece later.
  

Warnings:

• THIS IS A YANDERE EVENT. I REPEAT, THIS IS A YANDERE EVENT. This means that anyone, I mean, anyone, uncomfortable with dark, mature, or suggestive themes such as drug use, kidnapping, manipulation, abuse, and etc. should WATCH THE TAGS. We will tag the triggers present and write it before the imagine, so please note them before you read. 
  
• Any request that is not following the rules above will be deleted without question, and we will open the inbox again if that happens. 
  
• If you did not heed warnings and sped on to reading instead of watching triggers and got something bad out of it, we are not held responsible. You have been warned, and you ignored it. It’s born from the result of your own actions.

Also, in no ways do we support these kinds of real life relationships in the Yandere Event. If you DO know someone or if you yourself are maybe in a relationship with such telltale signs, please ask for help.

Anyway, I think that’s all! thank you so much for your support: it means so much to us, and I hope you enjoy this event!

-Mod Avenger

Type: Headcannons

Requested By: Anon

Warnings: NSFW

More under the cutttt- Mod Avenger

• So this guy, despite being one of the loudest people in Chaldea actually just wants to take good care of you, and by extension, make sure you’re also taking care of yourself. 
  
• Voted one of the most likely to rush over to their S/O with a medical kit even if they only have a small, teeny-tiny wound? Also kisses the hurt part to “ward away the pain”
• Makes sure that you get adequate exercise time so as not to hurt thy muscles too much. May prefer an athletic S/O, but is chill with whatever his S/O likes. 
• Is actually a math nerd. Yes, as weird as it sounds, this man, this hunk of muscle and training, is a math nerd, and will gladly teach you the basics of factoring and algebra if you’re in trouble. 

NSFW

• Is very soft?? Like, ofc he’s had women in his life, but Leonidas is going to be so damn considerate and is basically going to tell you “If you feel uncomfortable, you can say stop” like, consent y’all. A round of applause. 
• Likes to have his S/O ride him, because aside from the fact that he enjoys the view, Leonidas is afraid of crushing them beneath his heavy frame. But if S/O’s good for barebacking, then oh boy is this tough warrior just gonna melt like chocolate on a warm day

Type: Headcannons

Requested By: Anon

Warnings: NSFW

More under the cutttt- Mod Avenger

• So this guy, despite being one of the loudest people in Chaldea actually just wants to take good care of you, and by extension, make sure you’re also taking care of yourself. 
  
• Voted one of the most likely to rush over to their S/O with a medical kit even if they only have a small, teeny-tiny wound? Also kisses the hurt part to “ward away the pain”
• Makes sure that you get adequate exercise time so as not to hurt thy muscles too much. May prefer an athletic S/O, but is chill with whatever his S/O likes. 
• Is actually a math nerd. Yes, as weird as it sounds, this man, this hunk of muscle and training, is a math nerd, and will gladly teach you the basics of factoring and algebra if you’re in trouble. 

NSFW

• Is very soft?? Like, ofc he’s had women in his life, but Leonidas is going to be so damn considerate and is basically going to tell you “If you feel uncomfortable, you can say stop” like, consent y’all. A round of applause. 
• Likes to have his S/O ride him, because aside from the fact that he enjoys the view, Leonidas is afraid of crushing them beneath his heavy frame. But if S/O’s good for barebacking, then oh boy is this tough warrior just gonna melt like chocolate on a warm day

Type: Headcannons 

Requested By: Anon

Warnings: NSFW

More under the cutttt- Mod Avenger

• This man,, just really wants to be smooth, please forgive him for his fails pfft esp for the pick-up lines. But this silly man is still the love of your life so you love him, silliness and all.
  
• “Hey, did it hurt?” “When I fell from heaven? yes, it did, Toshizou.”
  
• Basically loves to show of for his S/O? and lives off compliments? basically a large, compliment-fed rampaging puppy that will tear your enemies (male or female) a new one if provoked? 
• Also loves to show off his S/O? Like, “Look at this? Perfection. Also, see this lunchbox? yes, the cute pink hearts made via sakura denbu? yes, this yummy food was made by their glorious hands, now rejoice! In its! beauty!”

NSFW

• Barebacking kink because he just loves to bury his face on his S/O’s shoulders? This man is a huge fluff underneath those tough berserker screams and muscles 
• Also praise kink and just goes “you’re so sweet, my darling” and oh boi, he actually throws the praises out like Halloween candy?
• really fluffy aftercare? you just sit and cuddle and talk about the silliest fuckin topics?? (”Hiji, no, I don’t think that the reason why Caligula screams at the moon is because the moon is annoying him.” “but why”)

Type: Headcannons : with their s/o dying in their arms

Requested By: Anon

Warnings: Angst and Death?

Hmm. this is pretty challenging, but I’m happy to try! - Mod Avenger

more under the cut!

Chiron

• he can’t can’tcan’treally believe this is happening. This was not the first time that someone he had cared for (his pupils, his children all his dearest of all) had been struck down. 
  
• This guy will (most definitely) be attempting to drag them over to the nearest servant with healing abilities, or to the critical emergency bay by hook or by crook. 
• The world slows and everything fades into a distant murmur when Nightingale announces that they’re dead on arrival. And no, what are you talking about, they’re just sleeping right? Look at them, so precious and clear like a child, sleeping.
• Chiron really can’t believe this. Of course, it isn’t the first time he’s lost something or someone, but this is the first time that he has broken a promise. 
• He equals his love to the ability of protecting his loved one, and he failed: and to him, that was the worst thing of them all.

Merlin

• Attachments aren’t really Merlin’s thing, as seen in Babylonia’s chapter. He’s more of an “I’m here for the ride” character. So in short, it really takes a lot in a person to tie Merlin down enough to care. 
  
• after the devastation, Merlin can be seen within the mountains of bodies, carrying a body, lovingly bundled up in his cloak, and he has this oddly unbalanced look on his face. Oh yes, he knows they’re gone, but that doesn’t change things! This is just a body: a proper burial should suffice!
• Everyone offers condolences, taking his uncanny smiling as a facade. But the Knights of the Round know better. His smile was unnatural. Almost warped even. 
• After Salomon, Merlin is gone, vanished, even. Not a trace remains, not even in Chaldea. Others surmise that he might have gone back to Avalon, with all the events that have passed. Others say that he might have finally joined his deceased one in the Isle of Apples. 
• He is in Avalon, watching the world. He sees you, all of the “you” that has been alive and well in the other worlds. A warped, sweet as apples smile spreads across his angelic face. Did you ever think that you could get away from him, even in death? Hah. No. Not  a chance. Not ever.

Ozymandias

• Okay, let me start this heads down: Ancient Egyptians were hardcore metal. Of course, Ozymandias would be dramatically screaming his angst to the heavens, because no, not again I couldn’t protect again i’m so sorry nefertari I promised but I broke again im so so so–
  
• He’s going to be down in the dumps for a while. Not even Gil can rile him up, and that’s saying something. But Ozymandias ain’t a pharaoh for kicks. 
• When he gets over his grieving phase, this man is going to plot revenge against whatever or whoever the hell caused his s/o’s death. And it’s gonna be bombastic and showy as hell.
• Of course, a quick death won’t suffice! He’d have the sphinxes maul them first, maybe? or with their feet tied to weights and sunk into a bottomless sea? basically, he’s be all up for suggestions. 
• Revenge isn’t quite satisfying, as it doesn’t bring back the dead to life, but for Ozy, who is a mix of sweet and prideful gold, he finds it good enough that he has avenged his S/O’s honor.

Type: Headcannons

Requested By: Anon

Right-O, Anon! Everything below the cut! - Mod Avenger

Ishtar

• Sensual, really. it’s in the entire Goddess of Love/Sex package.
  
• But oh boy, she’s still part Rin Tohsaka. Very much, a Rin Tohsaka.
• So don’t expect her to initiate. Pride aside, Ishtarin is actually very hesitant due to her inner Rin and inner Ishtar values butting heads. In fact, taking a kiss by surprise will get you some cute reactions.
• Except for the explosions. Or knee kick.

Jalter

• Jalter is…prickly, to say the least. She thinks of herself as a fake (and wholly unneeded) shadow of Jeanne, so she’s plenty surprised when she’s gifted a kiss. 
  
• She gets this lost puppy look on her face that’s a mix of surprise and is this really happening? And it makes you wanna hug her to death.
• She denies ever liking it tho, but most smooches between both of ye are very vanilla, it’s so cute??
• Like, quick pecks and eskimo kisses?  

Mordred

• VOTED MOST LIKELY TO FLAIL AND SQUAWK LIKE A STARTLED BIRD WHEN KISSED
  
• Mo does not know how to handle this. No, they don’t. She gets this thirty-second loading phase when she goes ??DIDD??? THEY JUST???KISS??ME???
• And then realization sinks in then Mo’s face turns into a red tomato. Then they use their agility to sneak another peck at their S/O.
• Case in point, Mordred is a sweet puppy and uses kisses as a way of affection?? Can go from steamy w tongue in private to really soft, cavity-inducing vanilla in public.

Nero

• Basically, Ishtar but with no Rin. This Empress can walk up to you while you’re having a spirited conversation about quantum physics, yank you down for a quick or steamy (with extra tongue) smooch, and then chirp a greeting while walking away. 
  
• LOTS AND LOTS OF STOLEN KISSES. Forehead, cheeks, eskimo, french, you name it. Nero seems to like forehead smooches that trace a crown around her head. 
• Actually uses kisses as an energy counter. Basically “I’m low on S/O Energy, please smooch me at least N times to help me recover”
• Either way, Nero love, love, lovesgiving her S/O kisses! 

Type: Headcannons

Requested By: Anon

Right-O, Anon! Everything below the cut! - Mod Avenger

Ishtar

• Sensual, really. it’s in the entire Goddess of Love/Sex package.
  
• But oh boy, she’s still part Rin Tohsaka. Very much, a Rin Tohsaka.
• So don’t expect her to initiate. Pride aside, Ishtarin is actually very hesitant due to her inner Rin and inner Ishtar values butting heads. In fact, taking a kiss by surprise will get you some cute reactions.
• Except for the explosions. Or knee kick.

Jalter

• Jalter is…prickly, to say the least. She thinks of herself as a fake (and wholly unneeded) shadow of Jeanne, so she’s plenty surprised when she’s gifted a kiss. 
  
• She gets this lost puppy look on her face that’s a mix of surprise and is this really happening? And it makes you wanna hug her to death.
• She denies ever liking it tho, but most smooches between both of ye are very vanilla, it’s so cute??
• Like, quick pecks and eskimo kisses?  

Mordred

• VOTED MOST LIKELY TO FLAIL AND SQUAWK LIKE A STARTLED BIRD WHEN KISSED
  
• Mo does not know how to handle this. No, they don’t. She gets this thirty-second loading phase when she goes ??DIDD??? THEY JUST???KISS??ME???
• And then realization sinks in then Mo’s face turns into a red tomato. Then they use their agility to sneak another peck at their S/O.
• Case in point, Mordred is a sweet puppy and uses kisses as a way of affection?? Can go from steamy w tongue in private to really soft, cavity-inducing vanilla in public.

Nero

• Basically, Ishtar but with no Rin. This Empress can walk up to you while you’re having a spirited conversation about quantum physics, yank you down for a quick or steamy (with extra tongue) smooch, and then chirp a greeting while walking away. 
  
• LOTS AND LOTS OF STOLEN KISSES. Forehead, cheeks, eskimo, french, you name it. Nero seems to like forehead smooches that trace a crown around her head. 
• Actually uses kisses as an energy counter. Basically “I’m low on S/O Energy, please smooch me at least N times to help me recover”
• Either way, Nero love, love, lovesgiving her S/O kisses! 

Requested By: Anon

Triggers: Death, and angst?

I lov,,,, reincarnation and an g st  also, this has so many soulmate references = hanahaki refs, bc I love unrequited looove- Mod Avenger

There was, a long time ago, someone who had called him a fool for yearning for an eternal love and choosing to be a king. That person couldn’t have been more correct.

Solomon (Romani) could never forget their eyes, not full of glorious suns or twinkling stars, but simple eyes so full of affection, dreams, and life that it took his breath away. It was, for the most part, the first and last time he saw them, although the arrow on his wrist pointed towards them, and theirs to him, and all the colors of the world followed their meeting. 

They were part of an envoy from the far east, a general colossus of people who came to give their greetings to the well-known Wise King Solomon. At the end of the procession, they stood, head bowed low, but–

Color. The pillars (like the red Sheba exclaimed when she laid her eyes on him), glimmered, and everything spread from there and and and–

But he was a king, and a king could not put his love before his country(Beside him, Sheba took note of Solomon’s line of sight, and felt her insides contract when she saw a foreign child at the end of his golden eyes). 

(That night, when the same servant approached him, Solomon declined, and felt guilt course through him when they asked if he saw the colors, and he replied no. Solomon’s query on which if one could die while alive was answered. It was painful.)

(Their face lost its cheerful loveliness, and they ran away after a swift bow, into the dark of the night. Solomon held Sheba’s cold, clammy hands, as if it were a lifeline, a promise that he would not could not will not leave her.)

Years after the envoy (and with his love) left, Solomon woke from his slumber and found that all the colors of the world had vanished, and not even the company of his favored wife Sheba could console him.

They were gone.

Romani (Solomon) saw them again, a few hundred thousand years later, at the top of a snowy mountain. A small magus, with no compass needles; a broken mark. No hope and only bitterness in their expression. 

“It’s always been like this.” they laughed, low and resentful, as they watched another Nth person they loved run off with a soulmate. “It’s like I’m cursed.”

And if that didn’t just rip his heart into shreds, then maybe nothing couldn’t. But it did. Rejection from a past life could often cut the bond forever. Romani wanted to kneel, and beg, just beg for everything he had done to be undone. 

(Then Sheba was summoned, and she immediately recognized him, but kept it shut until they were alone with Da Vinci. Romani cried before his former wife who also cried, albeit for a different reason, about what he had done.)

He could carry them, when they fell asleep, and put a blanket over them. Maybe tell them to take care, after a fresh batch of flowers was removed from their lungs, or tell a joke. They could laugh, but the moment he stopped and moved away, their hollow, heavy gaze would wander at the broken compass inside their wrist and it just–

broke 

his 

heart.

Holy,,,,shit,,,, thesis wruting,,,, has sapped all of my will to live ( n write) forgive me for these late, late hcs made on moblie anon - Mod Avenger

• Easter Egg hunts? Yes. Easter Egg hunts with weirdly-colored (and shaped) eggs which may or may not be eggs from a phoenix or another Phantasmal Beast? YES.
• Eggs are hidden in the strangest places. In the Gate of Babylon, under Siegfried’s mane of silver hair, in Romani’s Candy Stash, basically e v e r y w h e r e
• Saint Servants hold mass for Catholics and Christian Chaldea staff, and servants, while the others also do their typical Easter / daily things or help prepare for the after party.
• Afterparty is a wild ride. The feast included everyone despite race or religion, and it ended up being one big drinking festival/dance off.
• Lancelot is now Funkmaster Lance, the Knight of the Dank Moves, Master of Breakdancing. All ladies (and gentlemen) fall before his Funky Dance Moves.
• Also, did you think Bedi was a lightweight? No. He isn’t. He stands on equal footing with Drake and Iskandar now, the (mostly unconscious) figures of Tristan and Gawain slumped behind him, as he chugs his 17th pint of beer.
• In the food court, there is a legend. The Five Foot Burger, with nothing but meat, and four types of cheese between patties. The legend is demolished by a pack of hungry saber-class servants, most prominently Arturia.
• The last event is the Music Grand Competition. For obvious reasons (being nobody wanted to hear them sing) both Nero and Elizabeth are the undefeated Grand Champions. Unsurprisingly, some servants form bands and who knew Siegfried looked good in leather mmhmmmm

Chaldea Pet Headcanons (Dog Edition)

Type: Headcanon

Requested by:Anon

AU:If the Master secretly snuck in their Maltipoodog into Chaldea, and now everyone finds out about it.

ANON, B L E S S. ~ Mod Avenger

• Okay but, all Cu Chulainns are gonna love that pupper. So much. Lancer Cu carries the pupper around with him, Proto Cu gives the pupper treats, Caster Cu trains it basic commands such as sit and stay, while Bersercu cuddles with the dog if it’s lonely.
• GAWAIN CUDDLES WITH THE PUPPER AND PLAYS W THE KIDS IF THEY’RE IN. IT’S CANON.
• Child Servants playing with a smol pupper, giving it baths, snuggle piles, and playing fetch. What’s not to like?
• Of course, everyone endeavors to keep the puppy away from the science division, due to wires, puppy teething, and maybe un-house-broken habits.
• This doggo is like, gunna be the most pampered doggo. Gil gives it food (bonus points if it does something disruptive), Ozymandias likes it due to its similarity to a fluffy sphinx, and by the end of the day, everyone’s wondering where the hell did that jewel-encrusted, solid gold collar come from.
• Jeanne d'Arc is gonna be so smitten with that puppy, and if she coos at it, sometimes her country french slips a bit. Jalter is a bit more hidden, but she’s sweet towards that puppy.
• After one month, there’s a designated puppy cuddle room where stressed Chaldea staff chill for one hour with coupons.
• “Andersen, you’ve spent 48 hours in there.” “And I have another 48 coupons, so shut up and take it.”
• Nero and Cleo making those cute doggie dresses and dressing up the pupper like its a fashion show. Then it turns into a real fashion show on who can make fashionable, coordinating clothes with the pupper dresses.
• “No, no, that color’s not red.” “Whatsit then?” “The Blood of My Enemies”
• Basically, all around less Stressed™ Chaldea and more pupper cuddles.

Type: Scenario

Requested by: Anon

Had to repost bc text editor was goin wonky on me ghkhk- Mod Avenger

Of course,you knew you weren’t always the first in the long line of Romani (Solomon)’s wives, but all at the same time, you couldn’t help but feel that something against your chest was hopelessly dashed (and broken) on solid rock when you thought about how he could have had women better, prettier, stronger and more of everything than you, and not just an extra Technomancy Division Officer, but actual Queens and Princesses who ruled kingdoms.

Of course, you hid it well, and you were a master performer because as beautiful as your life was, there was always expectations piled on too high (like how your parents did, until your sibling came and they were better betterbetterthan you could ever be), and at times masks and dams were needed to keep in the leaks that threatened to spill like viscous oil, drowning you in sorrows and grudges.

It was fine, the first few months of your tottering, clumsy relationship, it was warm and sunny (like clouds on a spring day), but after the reveal of Solomon (Romani), you grew somewhat darker (and darker), as if plunging into a cold, nameless sea whenever Romani (Solomon) would talk to another woman (he was not David, you knew that, but still–).

(Soon, everything went downhill when Sheba came, and in her soft eyes and familiar gestures towards your beloved doctor, you suddenly became an outsider whenever she was present.)

And in the back of your mind, whenever you saw her soft smiles (not him, bitch) and his laughter (please, no) towards each other (and not you) something shattered into tiny pieces a little bit more.

And in the back of your mind, voices whispered, slowly growing as your madness and masks of entreaty did, and as Sheba’s advances grew bolder and bolder.

“…Age of the Gods? Oh, bring it back?”

Silence, but at the same time, a cacophony of a thousand voices of all ages and gender, and nationality.

“…Will he be mine alone if I do that?“

The soft sound of snow, and then a wide, distorted grin that somehow managed to be sweet and maddeningly terrifying at the same time.

“R_i_gh_t; the End_ of theWorldit is,then.”

Type: Scenario

Requested by: Anon

Had to repost bc text editor was goin wonky on me ghkhk- Mod Avenger

Of course,you knew you weren’t always the first in the long line of Romani (Solomon)’s wives, but all at the same time, you couldn’t help but feel that something against your chest was hopelessly dashed (and broken) on solid rock when you thought about how he could have had women better, prettier, stronger and more of everything than you, and not just an extra Technomancy Division Officer, but actual Queens and Princesses who ruled kingdoms.

Of course, you hid it well, and you were a master performer because as beautiful as your life was, there was always expectations piled on too high (like how your parents did, until your sibling came and they were better betterbetterthan you could ever be), and at times masks and dams were needed to keep in the leaks that threatened to spill like viscous oil, drowning you in sorrows and grudges.

It was fine, the first few months of your tottering, clumsy relationship, it was warm and sunny (like clouds on a spring day), but after the reveal of Solomon (Romani), you grew somewhat darker (and darker), as if plunging into a cold, nameless sea whenever Romani (Solomon) would talk to another woman (he was not David, you knew that, but still–).

(Soon, everything went downhill when Sheba came, and in her soft eyes and familiar gestures towards your beloved doctor, you suddenly became an outsider whenever she was present.)

And in the back of your mind, whenever you saw her soft smiles (not him, bitch) and his laughter (please, no) towards each other (and not you) something shattered into tiny pieces a little bit more.

And in the back of your mind, voices whispered, slowly growing as your madness and masks of entreaty did, and as Sheba’s advances grew bolder and bolder.

“…Age of the Gods? Oh, bring it back?”

Silence, but at the same time, a cacophony of a thousand voices of all ages and gender, and nationality.

“…Will he be mine alone if I do that?“

The soft sound of snow, and then a wide, distorted grin that somehow managed to be sweet and maddeningly terrifying at the same time.

“R_i_gh_t; the End_ of theWorldit is,then.”