@despairfiles​ (plotted starter)

        The leaves had just started turning this year, leaving an odd lack of things to do now that all the large beasts born in the spring were slew to protect the villages and all the accounting had been taken care of.  Lancelot found himself taking walks outside of Camelot, into the woods and by himself.  It wasn’t something he had done since joining up with Arthur and becoming so very busy, giving the forest an odd, nostalgic feeling to him.

         Lost in the repetitive movement of his body and small everyday thoughts, Lancelot nearly stumbled over the man before realizing he was there.  The boy had bright red hair, and had managed to leave an impression like a snow angel in the pine straw on the ground.  Where did he come from?  Despite his strange clothes, his soul felt like a bog standard human, so he didn’t belong out here.

       “Young man?” Casterlot leans over his unconscious form, unsure how best to rouse him without causing harm or alarm.  “Can you hear me?”

despairfiles asked: Archer approached Rider. There was nothing he could tell her, the knight was never someone good at saying comforting words – yet there was something he had to say. ❝ It is a moot point to torment yourself over actions not taken or things that have not been said, or about things you had no control over. ❞ a pause ❝ You were a splendid Servant. You shouldn’t hold on to a guilt that doesn’t belong to you. ❞

🐍— She was lost in her torment, lost in the pain that she felt as she failed those she wished to protect. Her body tensed, she could feel the monster coiling around her being. Then, she heard his voice. The boy, the man he would become. The man, that would shatter her stone heart and charm the snake from her tormented world.

 ❝Archer...❞ She breathed. Her hands reaching for him, gasping at whatever she wished to claim as she mind attempted to fight the voices that told her to go wild. The voices, that told her to let loose and become what she was meant to be. Her hand trembled, her eyes flashing from fuchsia to gold. She wanted to cling to him, cling to what they were because it would keep her sanity just a bit longer. ❝Her guilt is mine.....She is a monster because I was.... ❞ 

@despairfiles​​ sent: (inbox)  ๑♡∀♡๑ (pick your poison!)

"(๑♡∀♡๑)" for my muse to have accidentally drank a "Love At First Sight" love potion and your muse is the first person they see (ACCEPTING)

It wasn’t the first time Yuuki had seen Muramasa wandering the halls, nor will it ever be her last. But she had drank a rather suspicious pink drink from the kitchen this morning. It had her name on it, so she assumed Saber or Archer had made her a special drink for her. She wasn’t sure what she had done to be so deserving of it, but drank it nonetheless. 

She felt herself feeling extra warm, and was mainly staring at the floor as she wander about Chaldea. She had debated trying to find Archer or Saber to figure out what in the world was in that drink, but nevermind that now. 

She heard footsteps coming around the corner, and she had to shake herself a few times to be able to lift her head and look up. Once her eyes had met his, she found herself blinking a few times, even rubbing her eyes. “M-Muramasa..” She stuttered, shaking her head a bit as well.

What in the world was going on? Muramasa’s skin looked like it had a much better glow on it, and she was somehow vividly aware of him not wearing a shirt. She had never thought about how hot Muramasa had actually looked prior to now. It was almost as if she was seeing him through new eyes. His hair slicked back, what close he did dawn fit so tightly against his skin, showing off the muscles without actually showing them. Yuuki had to peel her eyes off of his body to look at him in the face. 

She was pretty sure he noticed her eyeing him like candy. “Y-You look r-really good today. I-I don’t know what it is, but has anyone ever told you, you’re very handsome?”

despairfiles replied to your post “w-wait people call kiritsugu “kerry” in canon this whole time i...”

Nah, it was because in the island he grew up it was very hard for them to say "Kiritsugu"

i thought it was like how we call korekiyo “kork”...

despairfiles asked: ❝ life is a priceless gift and should be protected. ❞ Shirou to whichever snek lady you feel like! witcher: blood of elves starters|accepting

🐍— ❝Of course it is, you humans just forget that so easily.❞ Ana replied, keeping her gaze hidden from the boy that spoke with her. She was sure, if she could keep them hidden from him. Then maybe, he wouldn’t realize just who she was. She wasn’t strong like her older self, it was better to remain hidden from those that didn’t need to know just who she was. ❝All I want to do is protect them, so that we can live happily together. ❞

despairfiles asked:  “why do you have that look on your face?” From Archer (pick whoever you like!) more random dialogue prompts|accepting

🐍— ❝Do you truly not recognize me, boy?❞ The serpent hissed, though her tone was as smooth as silk. Coils shifted, golden claws reached toward the red archer, the faker of a time long ago. ❝Oh, how I will enjoy devouring you.❞ the Gorgon added, her voiced almost sing-song in delight over the thought. To have him as prey, to watch as the life squeeze out of the one she once loved. ❝Did you come, thinking I would be as gentle as I once was. That woman it gone, Archer. And soon, so you shall be.❞ And with that, the Avenger began to circle her fellow servant, her master be damned. 

despairfiles asked: " i’ll  find  you  again ,  wherever  we  end  up  next .  " (from Archer to Rider ) 𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒄𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒆𝒐𝒖𝒔  𝒒𝒖𝒐𝒕𝒆𝒔|accepting

🐍— She appeared before him, the boy and his master on the ground. His blade at his arm, willing ready to sacrifice himself for humans. He was her enemy, yet she had come to respect and one might say adore the arrogant Archer. Still, as she warned him that he would die. That, he was insane to go as far. All he could do was explain his reasoning, explain why he must do it and it confirmed all that she already knew. He was the boy on the ground, a version that Shirou might become. 

Still, his last words had caught her off guard. It was true, that she had grown fond of him and he of her. But, to make such a pledge to her. Knowing, they had no control in if they would ever meet again. Yet, here he was being all heroic and promising the maiden he would find her again. Well, she would hold him to that until the Grail Wars cease to exist. 

 ❝I will hold you to that, Archer.....I shall care for them in your place, I suppose.❞ And with that, she watched him in his final moments. Watched as the Red Archer vanished before her sight and swore she would find him again too.

despairfiles asked: [PIN] between Archer and Rider [ PIN ] : sender pins receiver against a wall. sexual tension prompts|accepting

🐍— How long had she been roaming this nostalgic singularity, how long had it been since her master was torn away from her. A mission gone wrong, one where some had to be left behind. Though, her master did promise to come back for her. She believed him, least for a time that was. But, the longer she was on her own. The longer she had to roam the shadows, hiding from those that sought to destroy the monster of the Shapeless Isles. The more, she began to doubt anyone would return for her. 

The moment her back hit the alley walls, everything told the Gorgon to fight back. To strike, before her assailant could make the first blow. That was, until she felt his familiar loving touch. Heard the sound of him breathing, a sound she would recognize even if she hadn’t heard it in a million years. And then there was his scent, the smell of ash and blood that she loved so much. It was him, yet he hadn’t even been summoned before her master and she left on their mission. 

❝How.....Why....?❞ She paused, her head tilting up so her hidden gaze met his. ❝You’re late....Archer.❞

despairfiles asked: ‘  am  i  foolish  for  wanting  this ?  it  will  end  in  flames .  it  always  does .  ’ Archer to Rider 𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒄𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒆𝒐𝒖𝒔  𝒒𝒖𝒐𝒕𝒆𝒔|accepting

🐍— His words caused the gorgon to pause all motion, her breath even stilled as she thought about his question. He was right, no matter how many times they had met now. Not one, had ended in happiness. Least, not for the both of them. Star-crossed lovers, born in different times, destined to always meet and lose one another. Be it by war, madness or betrayal....they always lost one another in the end. 

How many more times would they have to kill one another, lose one another just as they find each other. How many more times, will he have to put her down because she gives into the monster within. How many more times, can she ask him to torment himself to put her to rest. She truly was the cruel monster of legend, because she always knew how it ended. But, she could never resist trying to find him or hoping to find him again. 

❝And what if it is foolish, Archer....❞ She began, finally taking a breath after what seemed like ten or fifteen minutes lost in thought. ❝What if no matter how many times we meet, we can never be happy for long....❞ She was cruel, she thought to herself. But, she would give him a chance to break this cycle if he truly wished to. ❝Would you wish for it to stop? Or would you continue to walk into those flames?❞ Rider finished, though she wanted to hear his answer. She already knew her own. She would burn in those flames a thousand times, if it meant seeing his smiling face once more. 

despairfiles asked: ‘  you  are  not  broken .  ’ Shirou to Gorgon 𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒄𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒆𝒐𝒖𝒔  𝒒𝒖𝒐𝒕𝒆𝒔|accepting

🐍— ❝Who are you to speak to me of such things....❞ Gorgon said softly, but it was easy to tell that his words pierced her core. Though, her voice was quiet to the boy’s ears. There was rage, anger that was seethed from her words as well. Ebony and gold scales coiled around the boy’s form, encircling him until only he head remained uncovered. Though, she only held him in place as she leaned down to meet his eyes. Of course, the wrong words from him and she just might tighten her grip to squeeze the very life out of him.  

❝Do not mistake me for one of my other selves, boy. I do not need your comfort.❞

@despairfiles asked:  Alter, talk about Archer Alter    Send “Talk about-” and a name for my muse to talk about that person!|accepting

🐍— ❝He’s quite the broken lil soldier, but he amuses me.❞ Alter began, seeming all to willing to talk about her fellow servant. ❝Both, he and the hound entertain me. But, that damn Caster still hasn’t given into the darkness.❞ She continued, shrugging a bit as if it was a trivial thing. ❝Oh, but my dear, murderous archer. Well, he’s embrace the evil within quite well. Truly, it looks good on him. Even if he thinks he’s a match for me, I’ll put both of them in place soon enough. And then, they will be added to my collection.~❞

despairfiles asked: Gorgon, talk about Shirou Send “Talk about-” and a name for my muse to talk about that person!|accepting

🐍— ❝Shirou-kun....❞ She whispered, that boy was quite the handful no matter the life. ❝He is reckless, foolish, too trusting and one day that is going to get him eaten.❞ She sighed, but like she would allow anyone to devour him. If the boy was going to be devoured, well then she would be the one to do it. ❝He, like everyone else around me is not safe. It’s only a matter of time, before he drops his guard and I will finally devour him. That is all, and I won’t feel bad about it at all.❞

despairfiles asked: 💕 Archer and Dusa Send 💕 and my muse will use The Love Calculator to see how compatible they are|Accepting

Medusa & ▇▇▇▇▇ 27%

The chance of a relationship working out between Medusa and ▇▇▇ is not very big, but a relationship is very well possible, if the two of you really want it to, and are prepared to make some sacrifices for it. You'll have to spend a lot of quality time together. You must be aware of the fact that this relationship might not work out at all, no matter how much time you invest in it.

🐍— ❝I would be a fool to think I could find happiness with ease in this life, when I wasn’t allowed it in my previous one. ❞ Rider began, though there was a faint smile on her lips. Deep down, she knew they were both fools to always fight fate. But, that was what they loved about one another. ❝But, that doesn’t matter. Nor does it matter, how many times we are resummoned. Or how many times, we fail each other in the end. Where one of us has to put the other down, or made to fight one another.❞ She then paused, shifting her gaze towards the stars above. ❝It will make the times when we do find a moment of peace, oh so more precious to us.❞

despairfiles asked: ∅ Dusa about Archer and Shirou? Send ∅ for my muse's opinion about yours|accepting

🐍— ❝At first, Archer confused me....But, that was because he and the boy that commanded Saber carried the exact same scent. But, soon I realized why that was and I grew quite curious about him. More so, than I should’ve when we were meant to be enemies. He is a good man though, dealt a bad hand. But, no matter how broken he is, he is a good man still.❞ She admitted, there was admiration for the Red Archer as she spoke of him. 

❝As for the boy, I thought he was foolish at first. But, he is what the heroes of my time should’ve been. If there had been someone like him, maybe...Maybe, I wouldn’t have become the monster I was.❞ Rider confessed, her gaze looking down. ❝He is a kind boy, and someone I would gladly protect. ❞

despairfiles asked: ∅ Gorgon about Shirou and Archer Send ∅ for my muse's opinion about yours|accepting

🐍— ❝The boy is as foolish as they come, thinking he can befriend the likes of me. He shows no fear of being devoured, almost looks excited of the thought. But, I suppose he’s not the worse master to follow. I could’ve been stuck with someone like that worm, my other self had to deal with.❞ Gorgon stated, though she refused to admit that Shirou was growing on her.

❝As for the Red Archer, I enjoy his scent. There is a murderous gleam in his eyes, that I enjoy catching too. Yet, the way he looks at me...It bothers me, I might just have to pluck those eyes out one day.❞ Gorgon added, frowning as she thought about the look the other would get when laying eyes on her. 

despairfiles asked: [SMIRK] Archer and Rider [ SMIRK ] : while interacting with receiver, sender can’t resist a smirk. sexual tension prompts|accepting

🐍— She sighed, not understanding how her breaking the young master’s bike was so amusing. It was true, it hadn’t been the first nor would it be the last. But, she wondered if he found it so funny because once, she had broken his bike when he was that boy too. ❝I will bite you, if you don’t stop smirking...❞ She huffed, cheeks flushed as she watched him.

❝One day, I’ll wipe that smirk off your face....❞ How? She wasn’t quite sure, but she would find a way to crack that cocky little shell of his and make him fluster.