#chaldea twitter adventures

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properly introducing my main fanservants!!!

LOTS OF PHOTOS/ART AND SUCH UNDER THE CUT BUT LIKE,,,, THIS IS JUST. A QUICK INTRODUCTION. TO MY PRIMARY SERVANT BASTARD CHILDREN- (in order of appearance; Sebastian Moran, John Watson, Enola Holmes, Columbia, Thomas Edison (True), Nicolas Flamel, Captain Stormalong, Edgar Allan Poe)

Feel free to hop in my ask box if you wanna talk about them or have any questions!!! Thank you for reading ily- 

Colonel Sebastian Moran (Assassin)

My primary servant OC by far! Professor James Moriarty’s chief-of-staff and right hand man- the second most dangerous man in London, after the Napoleon of Crime himself. Nicknamed ‘Basher’ or ‘Tiger Jack’, among others..

Moran is- or was- the most skilled marksman in the British Army, before he was dishonorably discharged. There are only a handful of men on the face of the continent able to shoot as well as he. As well as being an unnaturally skilled shot, he is a devoted sportsman and big-game hunter, and has notoriously tangled with tigers by himself in India- a predator that rather aptly describes the man himself. He authored two books, and his feats are still legendary in India, where his record 'bag of tigers' still goes unmatched. Although his outwards appearance was that of a respectable London gentleman and honorable military veteran, he gained a reputation in the evil underworld and was recruited by James Moriarty, serving as his 'chief of staff' of his criminal empire as well as his personal assassin for jobs that required his peculiar skill with a rifle.

The man is, as one Chaldean staff member puts it, a 'stone-cold badass'. He has a nerve of iron, and is vehemently loyal to both Professor Moriarty and his Master. He lives for danger, and the thrill that comes with 'kill or be killed' situations. Moran is also extremely easy and obvious to read- smiling 'like an idiot' when happy, and 'frowning like thunder' when angry. He does rather enjoy killing people, and is overall a man of few morals (although still having more than the Professor)- which, paired together, is what led to his leave from the military as he's practically a walking example of the 'Colonel Kilgore' trope. The more challenging the kill, the more enjoyment he gets out of it. As a strange upside, Moran has no illusions of how he's a right bastard.

"Ask anyone who knew me in the army, and you'll hear the same things about Basher: tiger in the field, bounder in the mess; a good man to have your back, but a bad man to show your back to; trust him with a fight, but not your sister, your wallet, or a deck of cards."

His Noble Phantasm, which represents his unmatched skill with a rifle, is called  BEBR DER KHANH KHALI - Persian for ‘the tiger in the empty house’. 

The bullet shot is, unlike others, a specially-made expanding revolver bullet which makes Moran unable to be likely linked to the kill. Much like a ghost or a tiger stalking its prey, he is completely silent in his attack, and the target can never see him coming before they're already dead- and just as quickly he is gone, seemingly disappearing into thin air without a trace.

No matter the conditions or distance, as long as Moran can see his target in some way- whether by the naked eye or through his scope, or perhaps in some other manner- his shot is guaranteed to hit its mark with deadly accuracy.

Also, if you find him not wearing his coat, it’s probably because he gave it to Jack. He loves knife child. They deserve proper clothes.

(source: amon-sheep on twitter)

(source: manalmmune on twitter)

[[LINK TO HIS CHAPTER IN MY FANSERVANT FIC]]

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Doctor John Watson (Caster)

The famed Boswell and best friend of the great detective himself. Aman who is most like his traditional origin, as opposed to the heavyset comedic figure modern media tends to make him out to be- aka the Watson that is described by Doyle as a former rugby player, an army man, and popular among the fairer sex due to his handsomeness, intelligence, and charm. 

He quickly becomes a proper ‘fatherly’ figure in Chaldea and especially to Master, due to his big dad energies, despite never having the chance to be a father in his life. Chaldea also appreciates finally having a proper doctor that isn’t a Berserker or... whatever’s going on with Ascelpius. Watson is Holmes’s life compass, the loyal companion always by his side who balances the detective out. 

Although he’s a caster, he also wields his trusty wartime revolver, and is curious in that, unlike most casters, he has one offensive Noble Phantasm- it’s his secondary, and his primary ‘Conductor of Light’ crystallizes Watson's role as a 'whetstone' for Sherlock Holmes's mind and unmatched stimulator of his famous flatmate's genius. As Holmes himself summarizes, “It may be that you are not yourself luminous, but that you are a conductor of light. Some people without possessing genius have a remarkable power of stimulating it.” This Noble Phantasm is purely supportive, serving to bring out the absolute best in an ally- whether it be manifested in power, magic, or inspiration- and temporarily unlocking a vast wealth of potential that they might not have even known they had. The exact limitations or bounds of it is not known, as it can seemingly extend in purpose as far as Watson or his Master might need it to in a given situation- able to provide buffs, grant moments of unmatched mental clarity or courage, and even unlock hidden abilities and Noble Phantasms if the moment is dire enough. His secondary NP is one he rarely uses, and hates to do so, because of the bad memories it dredges up- called ‘The Reichenbach Solution’, it creates a reality marble recreation of Reichenbach, with the roaring waters and a single shot from Watson himself sending the enemy tumbling off the falls to their demise. 

Watson was old friends with Moran in the army, and reconnect during their time in Chaldea (despite Holmes and Moriarty’s protests), and he also joins the ‘author squad’ and spends much time with them. He is a rational man and sturdy as they come, always there when needed; whether it be to patch up wounds, help solve mysteries, or to help Master deal with all the mental trauma from their adventures (because holy shit they need HELP-). Also Also he probably just straight up adopts Mash, he and Holmes are her new gay dads.

(source: gomooink on twitter)

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Enola Holmes (Ruler)

If Sherlock is the representation of all great detectives, then the teenage Enola Holmes is the representation of all female sleuths. Originally far too weak to be a servant- her source material being extremely modern (Enola Holmes series by Nancy Springer), she contains the essence of the great detectives of the fairer sex, but most importantly of two Divine spirits- Athena and Persephone (not Ma’at, despite what the image says-), both Greek goddesses. Athena is the dominant of the two, and a maternal figure to Enola, while Persephone is content just to sit back and enjoy the ride.

The younger sister of Sherlock and Mycroft Holmes (and sometimes, the mysterious elder sibling Sherrinford), Enola is much like her more famous brother- similar in lanky stature and physical features, including the prominent hawk-like nose. She is plain in appearance but behind bright eyes hides an intelligent, clever mind, albeit a stubborn and hard-headed one. She is a rebel at heart, resisting the efforts of society to shove her into the mold of a perfect subservient Victorian woman. Enola often uses being underestimated due to her sex and age to her advantage, and, like Sherlock, is quite adept at the art of disguise. With her Spirit Origin also containing figures like Nancy Drew and Miss Marple, Enola is a talented private investigator with a knack for seeing things from angles that other’s can’t- like that of a woman.

Also yeah, she gay. Keep scrolling. She would like to hold hands with Mash very much. 

(enola w/ her brother mycroft; source, dewa-chan)

(concepts for her ascensions, mostly cemented, again courtesy of dewa-chan who i owe my life to always and forever-)

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Columbia (Ruler)

The Divine Servant calling herself Columbia is a complex individual. At face value, she is the personification of the United States of America, often visualized as a goddess; a quasi-mythical figure first written about by the enslaved poet Phillis Wheatley during the Revolutionary War in her work To His Excellency, George Washington. Columbia is, in fact, an amalgamation of two lesser Divine Spirits. One of them is the Roman goddess of liberty, Libertas. The majority of personifications of liberty are merely aspects and appearances of her, including the Statue of Liberty and the unidentified woman in the painting Liberty Leading the People, leading to Libertas having a more powerful- if rather confusing- Spirit Origin compared to most other minor Roman deities. The other is Columbia herself; a goddess first encountered by Chaldea during the odd adventures with Paul Bunyan. She is the symbol of America, and although she is technically a goddess, she is not worshiped- instead existing as an anthropomorphic personification akin to Uncle Sam. She is a goddess crafted by humankind, a manifestation of the thirst for freedom and equality that resides in the heart of man.

However, her existence is still closely intertwined with Libertas, having come from her 'lineage'; Columbia explains that if other personifications of liberty were to manifest, such as Marianne- the French icon of liberty, they would have to have Libertas accompanying their own Spirit Origin to be anything more than a Phantom. Columbia is not only linked to the nation carrying the name America, but to the land itself- in her earliest incarnations she served as a representation of the Americas- both South and North- to those across the Atlantic. She protects all who walk across the great frontier, and all those who have walked it before. Geronimo often voices his hopes that she is the same goddess that brought the first peoples of the yet-unnamed land delicious maize in abundance; Columbia only ever gives a knowing wink, always keeping the answer to herself.

Columbia tries to speak like a newscaster- that is, without an accent- to hide that fact that her true accent as a Servant is the thickest fucking New York brogue you can imagine. AYYYY, SHE’S WALKIN’ ‘EEEEERE!!!!

She has two Noble Phantasms- a support one, her main, called ‘ TORCH OF THE NEW COLOSSUS: THE DREAM OF A NATION ‘, and an offensive albeit rarely used NP called ‘ STRIKE FOR FREEDOM: DO NOT WEEP, FOR WAR IS KIND ‘ that has anti-Country parameters /because it straight up fuckin’ manifests the american military from all across its history-/

Columbia is just... a big country mom. who can grow to the size of the statue of liberty. whoops. 

[[LINK TO HER INTRO CHAPTER IN MY FANSERVANT FIC]]

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Thomas Edison (True) (Caster(?))

BASTARD MAN. BASTARD. This Thomas Edison, though being initially called an Alter, is actually the True manifestation of the ‘Wizard of Menlo Park’ without the influence of so many presidential heroic spirits. To match Tesla, he’s a 5*. I have him as Caster but... that’s still up in the air, tbh. 

He will steal your Noble Phantasm and claim it as his own. It’s actually one of his Skills- ‘Intellectual Copyright’. It blocks an enemy's ability to use their Noble Phantasm, sealing it for a length of time, while also buffing Edison in return- the strength of the buff received is proportionate to the strength of the sealed Noble Phantasm. This embodies Edison's habit of taking other people's ideas for his own, and while he often improved upon them, he still claimed them as solely his creations. He can copy the abilities of others and shape them to his own needs, always at the ready with a lawsuit in hand if anyone dare complain!

He is not allowed around Ivan or Ganesha due to his history with elephants and electrocution.

His Noble Phantasm (he may have more than one, he gets VERY shifty when asked) is a manifestation of his most terrible and deadly creation- the electric chair. He can also create a reality marble of a fantastical Menlo Park, a thriving center of innovation and invention, using his Territory Creation. 

Did I mention he’s a bastard? God, he’s a bastard. He’s incredibly intelligent BUT HE IS A BASTARD. He’s Evil alignment (arguably, may be Chaotic Netural-). It pains Tesla to admit that he actually likes normal Edison (furry man) much more. 

Ask him what he did to Louie Le Prince and he’ll sock you in the jaw and take off running (and also not answer). 

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Nicolas Flamel (Caster)

The Alchemist, the great and immortal Nicolas Flamel himself. He’s a sad old lanky Frenchman DILF dad who misses his wife a lot, and is always ready to throw hands with Merlin and/or Paracelsus. He’s a potential candidate for the Grand Caster class, but is behind Solomon and Merlin in ‘line’.  Flamel was a successful French scribe who would gain a reputation as an alchemist after his death in 1418- or at least, his presumed death. He was rumored to have been successful in his creation of the Philosopher's Stone, an artifact with the ability to transmute base metals, and with it was able to create a way to achieve immortality. This Stone was his magnum opus, and he was the first to successfully create it- a fact he makes sure that Paracelsus is aware of at all times.

Also, much like Merlin, he’s not a true Servant. This is THE Nicolas Flamel. But... what happened to Perenelle, his wife? He does not like to talk about it.

He enjoys peace and quiet, educated debate, and reading. Flamel gets on quite well with his fellow Frenchman Dantes, as well as with Waver/El Meloi. 

THE DRAGONS OF FLAMEL (Skill): Flamel summons a staff of Cadeceus. Carried by the Greek god Hermes in mythology, it is said "...wake the sleeping and send the awake to sleep. If applied to the dying, their death was gentle; if applied to the dead, they returned to life". In the hands of Flamel, it can stun an enemy or counteract the effects of a stun-inducing skill upon an ally. As well as that, it can channel the effects of its corresponding god-named element mercury, able to dissolve many metals like silver and gold at will. However, like mercury, this skill is extremely volatile and prone to backfiring violently on Flamel if overused.

ELIXER OF LIFE (Skill): The ultimate alchemical creation- the solution, part of Flamel's legend, that granted he and his wife immortality. He keeps a small flask of the elixer on him at all times, and can be used in a pinch to heal all of Flamel's physical wounds, or that of a singular ally. However, it is not enough to grant an ally immortality, nor is it enough to heal multiple mortal wounds. The substance takes exactly one week, given the right materials, for Flamel to remake and refill his flask with some of the elixer.

He has two Noble Phantasms, one being ‘The Stone of the Philosphers’, and the other being ‘The Book of Abra-Melin the Mage’.

[[LINK TO HIS INTRO CHAPTER IN MY FANSERVANT FIC ALSO THERES A LATER CHAPTER WHERE HE ATTEMPTS TO THROW HANDS W/ PARACELSUS]]

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Captain Alfred Bulltop Stormalong (Rider)

Captain Alfred Bulltop Stormalong is, plainly put, pretty much a nautical version of Paul Bunyan. Like Bunyan, he can change his size at will, growing to huge proportions. His giant ship was said to have hinged masts so as not to catch them on the moon, and had a stable of Arabian horses on board for his crew to get from one end of the ship to the other! Stormalong is said to have had a lifelong rivalry with the fabled Kraken- but unfortunately for the legendary sea beast, it got summoned alongside Stormalong and has begrudgingly taken up residence in his hat in a somewhat smaller form.

His main weapon (not drawn) is a ship's anchor he wields like a flail. His pipe is really just for the aesthetic as he can't use it to smoke, but it does blow bubbles! His Noble Phantasm is The Courser and the Kraken (Massive all-enemy damage + stun).

He’s a good boy who loves boats, the water, and clam chowder. 

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Edgar Allan Poe (Foreigner)

The alcoholic author himself, Edgar Allan Poe is a Foreigner-class servant, being linked with the King in Yellow- Hastur the Unspeakable.

Sometimes you can find him locked in a tiny pitch-black closet with Dantes and Sherlock, all three of them puffing away in utter silence on their tobacco. Hastur most often takes the form of a multi-eyed raven chillin’ on his shoulder, and is capable of speech- if prodded, he will shit-talk the patrons of Poe’s fellow foreigners. He really doesn’t like Cthulhu and Yog, even if Poe has psuedo-adopted Abby, WHOOPS. Hastur, to his credit, is the least malevolent Elder God/patron in Chaldea- though if he is seen chatting with Moriarty by any servants or staff, Master must be alerted immediately.

True to form, he’s very macabre, with a unique dramatic way of speaking much like his writings. He’s unsettling and creepy, but has impeccable manners and likes to chat (he’s very lonely-). He enjoys a good mystery, and is prepared to find Arthur Conan Doyle if he be a heroic spirit and beating the snot out of him for treating Holmes so poorly- Poe was the inventor of the detective fiction genre, after all. Most of skills manifest visually as references to his most famous works. His NP is ‘ A DREAM WITHIN A DREAM : THE CRY OF THE YELLOW RAVEN, NEVERMORE ‘ 

He doesn’t know what a ‘Hot Topic’ is, but it sounds intriguing!

And no, he doesn’t know what the hell was up with his death either. Weird shit happens in Boston.

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FULL NAME : Ritsuka Fujimaru AGE : 27, they think. they aren’t actually sure any more. GENDER : somewhere around here. (they/them, he/him) SEXUALITY : pansexual with masc/male preference. ORIGIN :  america (nisei) CURRENT LOCATION : novum chaldea in the wandering sea, on the border of reality. NATIONALITY : japanese SPOKEN LANGUAGES : japanese, english, a high school level of french. RELIGION : "i’ve met a lot of gods at this point, so i figure it’s best to be polite to every faith, just in case their god is the next one,” but they don’t practice anything in particular. HEIGHT : 5′9″ BODY TYPE : well-muscled, fit, triangular. EYES : blue TATTOOS : none, excepting three sets of command seals (their limit) PIERCINGS : earlobes, piercing obtained towards the end of the grand order. the jewelry they wear is almost entirely from various pirate treasures they and anne+mary have found on adventures. SCARS : dark necrotic (non-malignant) scarring with white threads from fingertip to mid-finger. burn scars on their upper shoulders and palms. scuff-mark scarring on the base knuckles of their right hand. various cut scars over their body, but not as many as you would expect. EDUCATIONAL BACKGROUND : bachelor of sciences in biology. SOCIAL MEDIA : twitter, chaldeastagram (it exists do not try to tell me otherwise) SMOKING :  no, but doesn’t mind when others do. DRINKING : occasionally, prefers fruity drinks but isn’t picky. only drinks with company DRUGS : no, but has no particular opinion on them. ATHLETICS : extremely fit and athletic, but generally expressed in them having to run around a lot To Survive. HOBBIES : video games, science experiments FAVORITE DRINK : enjoys soda (esp dr pepper because he is secretly rather texan), and milk tea, generally isn’t picky. FAVORITE FOOD : anything that holds stil long enough. likes dumplings and seafood. FAVORITE MUSIC : generic pop, anything peppy. clean-your-house-to-this music. CLOTHING STYLE : usually wears a jacket (he gets cold easily) over the chaldea uniform undershirt and standard-issue pants and hiking boots while not in the field. in field, standard chaldea uniform. if left to his own devices, he tends to prefer comfortable and often-oversized clothes, on top of a genuine and wholehearted love for dressing up in either "eccentric bullshit” or dramatic feminine styles.

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is it true there's no fuyuki in arcade?

Fuyuki is the tutorial. I’ve been watching walkthroughs about Arcade since Merlin Proto release. I can tell you a few points:

No Da Vinci in the menus to strengthen the characters/Craft essences, instead your picked Servant (or party lead?) is always on the menu greeting you. 

There’s no playable adult Da Vinci yet, but there was a welfare version of the Fake one who clarified came from the “Second Grand Order.” 

Mash is the only Chaldea character who is on the menu (Fuyuki had no Olga, and the rest doesn’t have Roman - they do appear in the CEs of anniversary) who guides you first as a tutorial. Fou also doesn’t appear but he’s still in “loading...” 

The “story” is screen summaries before a battle and has diverged a little (Orleans pillar-I think was speculated to be Mozart. Fuyuki had no story cut in, but had Mash explain things in a tutorial way about the gameplay). 

Solomon doesn’t appear in London (but you have a mysterious black mass watching from Big Ben, so that’s likely him). 

USA chapter is the one where diversion is a big clearly obvious: Sita helps out instead of Rama and is a support, the pillar demon summoned is mixed with dragons (they actually look pretty cool!) and Proto Merlin appears to help in the last battle. 

There’s no reason not to think the villain isn’t Solomon-related, Ars Salomonis is ring is on the sky, the incineration happened, and the demon gods are the bosses of all chapters. 

For now, next chapter is going to be Jerusalem (this could change like it happened in the mobage: it was Jerusalem first then changed to Camelot).

Guda is still the Master (in case you thought could be Wodime), we get to choose female or male beforehand. This means the sabotage took place, or Team A/Team B would be there instead.

Could this be a different “storyline”? Maybe. They have the “there’s more than one Chaldea” on stage but the arcade isn’t plot heavy (understatement!). Unless Nasu wants to tie in everything and expects players follow arcade to understand the mobage story, I will be skeptical and assume is to give a more different gameplay experience and surprises. Unless Type Moon publishes the full “plot” for Arcade in a novel.... or Nasu writes it in his blog (like he did with Extella backstory...). However a few possible “connection hooks” that is being speculated by fans in Japanese twitter:

In Camelot, Bedivere said that Merlin told him the “real Chaldea” has a man called Romani Archaman leading. That’s why he opened up to us because Roman was leading us. This seemed weird at the time. I assumed meant Kirschtaria’s simulations (he had Jerusalem) but considering his high opinion on Roman, would be weird if he didn’t lead him too.

In Moonlight Lostroom, Mash and Guda thank Olga for being their leader during the Grand Order (a different sequence from Olga’s “I’m a Master” sequence)? Olga has no memories of this. Immediately after she leaves, Guda asks Mash “who was that person”? As if he never met her or forgot her (implied she likely never went to Fuyuki or she wasn’t directing Chaldea at all?), so could indicate Guda has memories of other timelines (or simulations?) while in the lostroom?

Arcade song is from Mash to Roman (her big loss after part 1 finale): “ I don’t want to let my memories with you end in sorrow. Just like you said, the conclusion can be repainted, always.”  This song was not exclusively for Arcade but Chaldea’s feelings (Mash) in the middle of their grand adventure. The song by Maaya Sakamoto wrote with Backlight and included them in the same single. Maaya got informed by Nasu about his plans for future FGO.

We all know about the simulations Kirschtaria run to bring his friends back, too. Or the “simulated worlds potentially becoming real” in Melty Blood Backalley Nightmare, and what Olga lived (as Master) and Guda too. The whole having different memories ones including Olga in part 1 and other not even recalling her so means she had little impact and was just that boss that yelled at them in the beginning for falling asleep perhaps - or maybe a timeline Marisbury was still leader of Chaldea so Olga wasn’t even there?

The dragon inclusion could mean a cooperation of Beast I and Manaka + Beast VI, that’s why Proto Merlin appears?

I still don’t think it’s necessarily plot connected, but thought to include it for you guys if you feel is important about what’s being speculated.

[grievouslyxorvia]

Fateverse gift exchange fic!

For @ tokkimeki on Twitter! I hope you enjoy it!

There was something wonderful about the holidays. Seeing everyone coming together, smiling and laughing, cuddling with blankets and warm drinks, the joy in their eyes as gifts were exchanged. It was an undoubtedly human scene, and Romani Archiman never tired of it. Even the Heroic Spirits were getting into the spirit, as some prepared gifts for the Master and for each other. He watched as the various Cú Chulainn’s rushed into the cafeteria after their Caster self, who appeared to have stolen all the others' spears and was laughing cheerfully. The noise swirling around him was warm and comforting, even though circumstances were what they were. They had only just defeated the primal goddess of life, followed by a new crisis in the Underworld, and yet… life went on.

“Doctor Roman!”

The last Master of Chaldea called out, waving excitedly as they rushed over. Ritsuka Fujimaru took a seat across from him, smiling brightly. “Merry Christmas, and happy Chanukah! Must be nice having a break after the craziness of Sumerian Fever!”

“Haha, yes! I honestly had no idea how to treat the Heroic Spirits! I’m glad you and Altera were able to figure it out…” Roman shook his head. “Honestly, I wonder how you do it. And how Altera got all those sheep…”

Ritsuka just laughed. “It’s all part of the job description at this point. The sheep were from Ishtar’s husband, and honestly, I’m just glad I got to see Ereshkigal again. Even if I have to wait another year for time to catch up… I’m happy I got to see her smile.”

“I mean, me too, but did you really have to go all the way to the bottom of the Underworld to do it?? Again?” He smiled back, already knowing the answer. “Of course, no one left behind. I’d say these Christmas adventures are getting out of hand, but then I’d have to address… whatever Halloween is. And I don’t think I’m ready for that!”

Ritsuka burst into laughter, “Me either! But honestly, it’s usually harmless fun compared to what we usually are up against. Seeing Eli happy makes me happy too. Being surrounded by all these happy faces is the real gift… wow that was cheesy.” They blushed and looked away. “Anyway… I should go get Caster Cu to give the others their spears back. Oh, and Mash said she’d meet you at the observation deck!” They added, getting up.

“Ah, I suppose I should get going too then!” The doctor rose to join them. “I’ll see you later, yeah? Good luck catching Caster…”

“Thanks! I’ll need it…” the Master sighed dramatically and jogged off in the direction the Celts had gone.

Roman watched them go, before slowly turning and making his way towards the door. The feeling that had been nagging him for the past ten years was stronger than ever. Now that they had the final lead to Solomon, it was only a matter of time until the Grand Order was complete. Only a matter of time until these stressful, terrifying, hopeful days came to an end. The halls seemed warmer than usual, as the happy chatter and laughter echoed from the cafeteria, and yet the doctor still felt a sense of distance. That all this was just another beautiful dream. But as he heard the patter of feet rushing towards him, he couldn’t help but think that dream or not, he was happy to be here.

“Doctor Roman!” a cheerful voice called, “I’m sorry! I hope I haven’t kept you waiting!”

He turned to her with a smile. “Ah, you never do, Mash. Always right on time. And David is with you as well! He was the one I was worried about.”

David grinned sheepishly and ran a hand through his hair. “Well, you know me! But hey, at least I helped this time!”

“Oh? Helped with what?” Roman asked- but a familiar, wonderful scent was already wafting towards him.

“Emiya and David helped me make latkes tonight!” Mash beamed while holding out a plate overflowing with the delicious snack.

“Those look amazing! Perfectly golden brown… still warm from the pan! I can’t wait to share them with you. But first… Mash, would you like to light the menorah tonight?”

“Really? Do I need any special training? Is it really ok for me to light it?” Her wide eyes were filled with concern.

“No no, you‘ll be fine. You watched me for the last two days, right? And you saw me do it last year too!” He smiled warmly. “You’ll be great. I guess you’ll want me to do the blessings again, David?”

“Aha, yep! That’d be great, yes! I mean, this holiday started about 800 years after I lived, so let’s be real- it’ll take awhile for me to memorise all the blessings like you did.” The shepherd king chuckled to himself, a mischievous glint in his eye. “Besides… you’re already perfect.”

Roman snorted softly at that. “Sure, sure… whatever you say. I think you just want to avoid the responsibility of learning.”

They had finally reached the observation deck, where the silvery menorah stood proudly in the window. Mash quickly busied herself pulling up their chairs for after the lighting, while David prepared the olive oil. Finally, it was time. The three stood together, while Mash carefully held the shamash candle. Roman started the blessings, the now familiar words falling from his lips and adding warmth to the holy glow of the candles. David watched in silence, a small smile on his face as the two focused intently on their tasks. It was good to see a ‘new’ tradition, and better to see Roman and Mash like the family they deserved to be. Truly, it was moments like these he was glad to be summoned. As they finished, they gazed at the glow standing against the backdrop of the endless Antarctic blizzard. But the latkes wouldn’t wait forever- and in the spirit of family, the trio quickly descended on them. Soon, they were telling stories, while David played songs on the lyre.

Roman continued to linger after the lights had been snuffed, and David and Mash had returned to Ritsuka. The nagging feeling inside his heart was still strong, and he couldn’t really bring himself to return to the festive atmosphere. Slowly, he moved down the halls, lost in thought over the meaning of family and holidays. So busy that he didn’t notice the lady who had stepped in front of him.

“Hello, Doctor,” a soft voice snapped him out of his reverie.

“Ah, Miss Kiara!? I’m so sorry- I didn’t see you there! I guess I wasn’t paying attention again, haha…!” Roman nervously laughed and ran his hands through his hair. Kiara Sessyoin stood before him, peeking up through modestly lowered lashes.

“I see even you thought to escape the celebrations… perhaps sneaking away for a clandestine meeting with someone special?” She smiled knowingly. “I promise I won’t tell.”

“Ohh, uh! It’s not like that! I was just thinking some things over, especially with everything coming up with Solomon and the completion of the Grand Order and-“

She giggled, holding up a hand to stop him.

“I’m only teasing, Doctor Roman. Don’t worry so much… although…” she pursed her lips slightly, glancing up. “It seems maybe I was right after all, and you just didn’t know it yet.”

“Eh?” He followed her gaze, and caught sight of the small plant hanging above them by a ribbon. “O-oh! Mistletoe…?! I wasn’t expecting- I mean, I didn’t mean-“

“Come now, Doctor,” she beamed, “no need to be shy… it’s traditions like these that make us human, after all.”

Roman could feel himself staring in shock as she leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to his lips.

“Ah… oh…” he stammered, unable to react as she moved away, smiling mischievously.

“Wasn’t that nice? It’s fun to do things outside of our normal boundaries every now and then, isn’t it?”

“Y-yes, I suppose… uh, th-thank you?” The flustered doctor felt his cheeks warming with a blush, which only amused Kiara more.

“You’re very welcome, Doctor Roman. I do hope to see you later- perhaps after the party…?” Without waiting for a response, she turned away with a wink, making her way back to the festivities.

Romani Archiman stood in the hallway, a stunned expression on his still warm face, feeling remarkably human. Even if this life was only a dream, he couldn’t help but feel grateful for every imperfect, cherished second of it. For what else was humanity, if not cherished imperfections?

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what is atalante's profile like in chaldea twitter adventures? same goes for mordred sumanai and achilles

Won’t be able to do the latter two atm but I can give you Atalante and Mordred!

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made some bangers

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some bios

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Can you please make a fake twitter post of Asvatthaman!!! Please!!! I think he'd be that one person you irl that is always pissed off but when online is one of the most clam and nice motherfuckers you know!!! Unless you make fun of his bros then he's going to dox you and show up to your house to kick your ass

here he is

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Hey I got question, in the Twitterverse world would like the humans of the pseudo-servants be able to interact with said servants? Is it possible that rin could interact with Ishtar and Ereshkigal on the tl for example or is it like they’re just completely separate timelines that don’t interact at all, if ever

I answered this earlier but tumblr didn’t save it so you’re gonna get the tldr version:

In the case of pseudo servants that are almost perfect mixes such as Ereshkigal and Ishtar: They cannot

In the case of pseudo servants that are one being inhabiting the body of another but both are aware such as Ganesha and Jinako: They can

In the case of a pseudo servant talking to their host within the context of their original work such as Ishtar talking to Rin from FSN: it’s possible but rare due to the hardware that allows chaldeatwt to function being mostly incompatible with communicating with vessels