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Aldous Huxley in The San Francisco Examiner, February 18, 1933

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senator holden bloodfeast can pass away peacefully in his sleep, happy

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New clothes....kinda! (｡•̀ᴗ-)✧ (here)

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gyool

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A very nice cat just greeted me like an old friend and escorted me from the bus stop to the shop while meowing conversationally and keeping perfect pace with me the whole way which was already incredibly charming but then it also waited on the corner by the shop, shouted to get my attention when I got out, and then chattered away while walking me back to the bus stop and demanded 5 minutes of little cheek scritches before wandering off into the night?? Who was he. Missed connections me 25M you cat of indeterminate age or gender interests nighttime walks do you wanna hang out again some time

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TheReus5

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by 社不skeb募集中@impubrs

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by 社不skeb募集中@impubrs

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ばんぶ～tac

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Just finished the Duchess side quest🎉

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broooo did you seriously disturb my eternal rest & bring me back to this mortal coil just because my ancient enemy the eternal night has returned? after i sealed it away and everything? which one of you tampered with my binding runes 🙄

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Hmmm~ How about Mordred and Artoria in their own scenarios being protective over their S/O since the S/O is very pretty/handsome and thus people are always trying to flirt with them and at times get aggressive about it not liking getting rejected.

(F:GO) Artoria and Mordred reacting to people trying to flirt with Reader

Admittedly, Artoria is pretty blind when it comes to any form of flirting, whether that be toward herself or others.

At first.

The more time she spent with her Master and interacting with humans, Artoria increasingly gains awareness of how she views herself, and more importantly, the person she loved.

After her self-reflection, Artoria is now hyper-aware of any who would try to flirt with her. That, she can deflect without batting an eye and her stoic voice remaining intact.

The moment a stranger tried to woo her beloved? Now, they have incurred the King's wrath.

Of course, Artoria won't physically attack or harm any civilian/human, but she won't complain that the aura she radiates makes people believe she would do so.

As a king, she should command that sort of presence anyway.

Should it be a Servant however, she has half a mind to smite said offender with Excalibur.

But, she manages to keep her emotions tempered and calmly steps in front of S/O.

(Artoria) "You will refrain from making such advances upon my spouse!"

With her knightly honor, should said offender keep trying to make a pass, Artoria challenges them to a duel.

...Regardless of the fact if they're in public or not, everyone suddenly getting confused on why this woman was ready to throw hands.

It is a fight she'll win everytime with her skills alone, but doubly so because her S/O is watching.

Even if they had every intention of sticking with her regardless and had to calm her down from beating her opponent to a pulp.

Artoria is relieved hearing their affirmation, but still glances at her foe with a side eye.

(S/O) "S-Saber, are you alright?"

(Artoria) "Yes, now that our night is unobstructed once more."

(S/O) "Hah, thank you for stepping in. I'm sorry that you had to do so to begin with-"

(Artoria) "No need for thanks. I'd gladly do so again should the need arise."

A faint blush creeps onto her face once she feels S/O's hands slip into hers, a soft squeeze rendering her speechless.

(S/O) "I think this should get the message across so you don't have to, Saber.~"

A moment later, Artoria smiles and moves closer to them as they walk.

(Artoria) "Hm. Indeed."

Mordred may still follow the Knight's Code, but that will not save anyone who tries to flirt with someone that's hers.

(Mordred) "OI! This person's taken, who the hell do you think you're talking to?!"

She wasn't entirely tolerant of normal humans to begin with, these interactions pissed her off even more.

Especially if they brought her gender into the conversation.

And to that a swift knee to the stomach of the person trying to insist on flirting ends it.

With Mordred promptly (and effortlessly) swooping S/O off their feet and into her arms as she walks.

(S/O) "M-Mordred?!"

(Mordred) "Yell at me all ya want, you expect me to stand by as my bride is being spoken to like that?!"

(S/O) "Bride?-We're not even married...!"

(Mordred) "Bah, whatever! You know what I mean!"

(S/O) "I'm not angry! I'm just hah, surprised is all."

Mordred's eyebrow raised at that, as did her voice.

(Mordred) "Eh? By what?"

(S/O) "You picking me up like this it...feels nice."

Mordred turns an intense shade of red as she scoffs, looking straight ahead instead of looking at S/O.

(Mordred) "I have half a mind to drop you! How useless do you have to be that I have to intervene like this?!"

S/O would bring up the fact she's still holding them, and in fact tighter now that they mentioned it.

But they S/O would also to prefer to keep their teeth inside their mouth instead of outside.

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domestic fluff with Artoria and Mordred please 

(F:GO) Dinner with Artoria and Mordred

For the record, I had to REALLY resist putting Big Smoke's Order in here as a joke, but even then it wouldn't be one because I did not know the appetite these two had prior to learning about them.

Artoria gives S/O a gentle smile, bowing her head in thanks.

(Artoria) "This meal looks lovely, dear. Thank you very much."

Despite her calm words, in truth what currently sat on their dinner table was nothing short of a feast for a king.

Which was fitting, all things considered.

Ever since she had been summoned to the modern era thanks to S/O, she had come to appreciate how varied and filling the meals of this time were!

Which, unfortunately or fortunately depending on your POV, meant that S/O had to learn how to be a good cook to please their husband.

And good god can she eat.

There was at least 6 different dishes on the table for her alone, meanwhile S/O had a plate to themselves.

But still, they wouldn't have it any other way. Especially the gentle eyes that lovingly gazed at them as they sat down across from her, taking the apron off.

(S/O) "Were you waiting for me, Saber?"

She promptly nodded.

(Artoria) "Of course! I want to make sure you have plenty of time to eat as well. We're having dinner together after all."

S/O's smile matched hers, chuckling and scooting their chair closer to the table.

(S/O) "Thank you. A-And if you need anymore, let me know!"

(Artoria) "I think this should suffice, love. Thank you."

(S/O) W-Will it?!

Tactfully not voicing their thoughts, S/O ate their portions relatively slowly, at least compared to their king.

Artoria tore through the dishes, yet somehow kept an air of elegance as she did so.

Or maybe they were distracted by her smile and being cute, but either way it wasn't a bad sight.

As long as she enjoyed herself, that was more than enough for S/O.

Especially the grocery bill.

Artoria may not need to eat due to being a Servant, but that would mean she'd smile less.

Which was absolutely not an option.

Mordred, much like her father, has one hell of an appetite.

Something S/O was reminded of as Mordred chowed down on several chicken legs, loudly at that. They had ordered four plates and even then they were unsure if that was enough.

The two of them had decided to eat out tonight, sitting in a booth of a nearby restaurant. Mordred wolfed her food down noisily, noticing that the people who saw her were staring in awe and horror.

The sight made S/O laugh, catching her attention and speaking with her mouthful.

(Mordred) "Watrulefinah?!" [What are you laughing at?!]

(S/O) "Nothing. I'm glad you're enjoying your meal is all."

With an audible gulp, she smiled back and pointed at S/O.

(Mordred) "Hell yeah, I'm enjoying myself! After all, this is on your tab! I get to eat to my heart's content!"

A small sigh escaped S/O but couldn't complain.

Mordred deserved to enjoy herself, even if S/O's wallet did cry a little.

Their thoughts were interrupted when Mordred suddenly sat next to them, yanking their plate over.

(Mordred) "Come oooon, brighten up a little! Here, take some of mine!-"

(S/O) "D-Don't shove the chicken into my face, Mordred!-"

(Mordred) "Just eat the damn leg. will you?"

Mordred fed S/O the chicken, a wide and toothy grin rewarding S/O for taking a bite.

(Mordred) "See? What I tell ya? If you're buying it, you might as well enjoy a little right?"

(S/O) "Yeah, thanks."

Mordred happily went back to her own meal, every now and then stealing from S/O's plate.

She had moved closer to them as well, to the point their legs were touching but she either didn't notice or care enough to bring it up.

And to that, S/O had to ruffle her hair, which was enough to snap her out of it with a small blush.

(Mordred) "Hey!? Why're you touching my hair like that?!"

(S/O) "Heh, no reason!"

(Mordred) "Oh yeah?!"

Mordred immediately did the same thing, but this time S/O reacted stronger than her.

(S/O) "Ack! I can feel the grease!"

(Mordred) "Not so fun when it's done to you, is it?!"

(S/O) "I'm not even eating finger food!-"

(Mordred) "SHUT UP!"

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