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hiiiiiiiii

    “ greetings. how may i be of your assistance? ”

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caster (gilgamesh) ;

           « キャスター » There’s an unexpected moment of silence from the Caster. The momentary shine in scarlet hues not dulled by the tinge of hesitation.

          “Enkidu will be a powerful and enjoyable addition. I’m sure you will find him rather peculiar. Have you spoken with him yet?”

    enkidu? ah, that must be the true name of their new lancer - obviously bedivere is not from his time. he did hear that the green-haired servant knew of the golden king, however, and though bedivere was unsure of their relationship, he thought it would be rather appropriate to inform the king of their new comrade.

    " not yet. only master and lady mash have. he seems very kind, however." a pause, before he carefully inquired, "would you like to see him?"

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TAGGED BY: @jack-the-knave​ otherwise known as my love

HEADCANONS TO CONSIDER

CAN THEY USE CHOPSTICKS? No. Bedivere is a very proper, old-fashioned Englishman, so he prefers (and only uses) spoon, knife and fork.He wouldn’t want to learn how to use chopsticks, and even if he did, he would still be hopeless at it. WHAT DO THEY DO WHEN THEY CAN’T SLEEP: Cry. Bedivere counts stars in the sky or just lays there until he either falls asleep or the sun rises.

WHAT WOULD THEY IMPULSE BUY AT THE GROCERY STORE: Truth be told, I see Bedivere as very frugal, but he would probably impulse buy fruits and vegetables since he’s a health freak haha.

WHAT ORDER DO THEY WASH THINGS IN THE SHOWER: Initial rinse -> Wash hair with shampoo twice then rinse and proceeds with conditioning twice -> Double cleansing for the face -> Scrub then wash the body twice (especially around the missing arm area) -> Another thorough rinse of everything.  WHAT’S THEIR COFFEE ORDER: White chocolate mocha with lots of cream. Hot.

WHAT SORT OF APPS WOULD THEY HAVE ON THEIR SMARTPHONE: While he has a phone, he doesn’t really use it often unless necessary. Therefore, he would probably have Facebook (only because Gawain and Tristan told him to), Messenger (Round Table meeting on messenger), Schedule/Calendar (for notifications about meetings), and E-Mail. He used to have E-Book apps but they’re way too small compare to real books so he doesn’t use them anymore.

HOW DO THEY ACT AROUND CHILDREN: While he comes off as kind and understanding, Bedivere is no pushover. He praises them for their achievements and corrects them when they are wrong. He knows what to do with kids.

WHAT WOULD THEY WATCH ON TV WHEN THEY’RE BORED AND NOTHING THEY REALLY LIKE IS ON: Documentaries of historical findings - that or cooking channels. Probably cooking channels.

TAGGING: @ardenssolis, @fortisgladio, @regalius, @warcrowned, @imperatritsaiism + anyone else who wants to do it! 

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nature aesthetics.

bold the natural aesthetics that appeal to / apply to your muse.  repost, do not reblog.  feel free to add any natural features you see fit !’

fluffy white nimbus clouds. dark grey cumulonimbus clouds. rainclouds. a hurricane. light spring breeze. a sherbert-colored sky at sunrise. hazy yellow skies. deep blue ponds of fresh water. blankets of sparkling snow. tornado winds. monsoon flooding. rich, orange sunsets. soft, purple clouds at dusk. heavy hail. the rumbling of thunder. icy sleet. gentle snowfall. moss-dusted tree bark. pink sunset clouds. grey winter skies. navy blue skies in the daytime. cool mist in the morning. leaf-bare trees. giant ocean waves. the full moon. a cracked, dry desert. rolling hills of prairie grass. sweeping waves of briny seawater. rocky, steep ravines. rippling canyon walls. spindly, cave stalactites. creeping, green ivy. lush canopies of leafy trees. dense, white fog. a peaceful creek of clear water. flowering cacti dusted with dew, catching light in the morning sun. a bubbling, hot pool of volcanic sulfur. sharp, grey mountainsides. fossils nestled in chunks of rock. a white sand beach. deep imprints of animal tracks in the dirt. soft, squishy moss. uniform rows of birch trees in winter. delicate mushrooms popping up in spring from beneath the decay on the forest floor. tumbleweeds jerking in the faintest wind across the desert landscape. light rain. summer wildfires. a mixing of hot and cool air before a storm. silent lightning in the static of summer heat. a windy blizzard. thick flakes of snow tumbling down from the sky. a tree standing alone in a barren, yellow field. a desert of loose sand and tall, orange dunes. a pure blue sky. a river of molten rock. a grove of flowering trees. twisting, mangled roots sticking up from the muddy ground. bitter, cold winds. tumultuous skies of stormy clouds.branches of lightning ripping across the sky. a foggy swamp. the tree-bare foothills of a mountain range. sandy brown cliffsides. rocky coastlines. the violent shaking of an earthquake. the mysterious sound of ethereal trumpets in the sky. the lights of the auroras borealis and australis. a black sand beach. a lone tropical island in the reef of shallow, aqua waters. underwater volcanic vents. a herd of migrating mammals. tree branches growing heavy with ripe fruit. light streaming down through the clouds. a field of lush grain wading peacefully in the summer breeze. the sound of insects and frogs teeming in the night. natural diamonds nestled in coarse desert sands. a frozen lake.

tagged by: @regalius <3 tagging: @fortisgladio, @ofoblivium, @otouto-san and whoever wants to do it!

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@draconiantepes​

    an unfortunate situation; one where he did not see it coming at all. saber thought that their team was doing rather splendidly under the command of their master, but instead they waltzed into an enemy ambush naively. surrounded in a loose-circle formation, the knight shifted immediately to their master’s side, his blade raised in offensive stance as he scanned their territory in haste. more enemies are approaching their direction gradually, and bedivere feared that they will soon be outnumbered.

    “ lancer, is there a safe escape route that we can take?! ”

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@ardenssolis

    he has heard of his imperial majesty from lady mash just a moment ago, and while she spoke as if he may have heard or seen this servant before, bedivere found himself unable to remember where; the presence of the lord was far too great to miss, after all. donned in aura of dominance, his appearance made the knight quiver, armored hand pulled his own cape closer to his frail frame as he stepped back in order to let the other pass, keeping his head slightly lowered. while bedivere has been here for a while now, fitting in has proved to be difficult, and starting a conversation was definitely not his forte. oh, how he missed the good old comrades in arms - if they were here now, he may have learned how to make friends properly from them.

ah, but he wanted to at least try right now.

    “ ah, hello. i do not believe we have met before...”

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✕ RP Meme for Fate Muses. 

1. What does your muse want from the Holy Grail? Why? 2. Does your muse agree with their portrayal in legend? Or were they different from how they’re remembered by history? 3. What kind of Master would your Servant mesh best with? Or, if your muse is a Master, what kind of Servant would they work best with? 4. Do you listen to folk music to get into your muse’s aesthetic? Have you learned new things about your muse’s culture through researching them? 5. Which Servant/Master do you want your muse to battle with? Who do you think would win?

6. Does your Servant respect other Servants? Does your Master respect other Masters? Do they consider their opponents their peers, their inferiors, or better than they are?  7. If you had a Command Seal on your hand right now, what would you make your muse (Servant OR Master) do? 8. If you could change your muse’s design, what would you change? 9. Is your muse a warrior, a ruler, or just really dang good at killing? 10. Your muse has just been dropped into the Fourth Holy Grail War. What is your plan of attack? How do you WIN the Holy Grail?

11. Does your muse have preferences over type of Servant they Summon? Does your muse discriminate against other types of Servants? 12. If you could take any Servant’s powers for yourself, which would you take? 13. What changes or additions have you made to your muse’s background that aren’t canon? Is there anything in canon that you distinctly don’t do for your muse? How much of real history and legend have you used for your muse, as opposed to sticking strictly to the Fate series? 14. Look at your Top Followers list. If you and those folks were dropped into a HGW, who’d win? What would happen? 15. Gilgamesh calls your muse a mongrel. Now what? How does your muse react?

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@warcrowned​

    the pain of his arm was excruciating, and the knight of the round table found himself falling on one knee, clutching onto the metal prosthetic with utmost frustration. the consequence of this blessed power was severe, and though he told himself such was the consequence of his betrayal, it was impossible to take the pain in without any reaction. three times was his limit, and already he has used it twice; his third would surely make him faint, and then bedivere would be nothing but a burden. 

    “ f-forgive me...i just need time to recover.”

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By 罪・ギルティ

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king arthur ;

✞   Wither as time will, nourishment never fathoms to synchronize with its lead and develop a morsel of sensuality. Arthur exhibits no indignation even as charred rubbish slithers unto her plate, yet she’s without doubt that his discerning eye will glean her skulking. “It is nothing worth speaking about to great lengths. If it is anything that I may say with pride, it is that Britain is no longer bound by obligation to pay annual tribute to Rome. They regard to me as Emperor, though I’ve little intent to commit to frequent travels.” Camelot shan’t chance a fall to ruin. While the Knights of Round mold the crux of the castle, a stronghold cannot be autonomous for too long.

       “The customs they practice are fascinating, but antiquated. Perhaps you would have enjoyed it there. They had these…” Goliaths? Man-made abominations, surely! They were no children of God’s, but closer to deities.

       “Bedivere,” she regards to him comfortably in private, “–do you believe that it is possible for a beast to hide in human skin?” 

    " such a thing is truly hard to believe, " his footsteps soften as he ponders, constructing the image in his head, " but it is not impossible. "

    a beast in human skin? a sure jest that would be from another's lips, but not of king arthur's. never once his imperial majesty jests of his travel, nor anything since the coronation. should such a beast exists, however, even the greatest knight of the land would not find it an easy feat. the knight remembers hearing of such through the teachings of archbishops; giants who birthed from humans and unearthly beings. they once lived with self-given authority, exploiting force in their tyranny to the lesser strength, clay-built beings called man. but as their sins accumulated, the LORD drowned them away with heaven's waters and washed the land anew.

    so then, should such a beast no longer of this earth?

    " did your majesty... encounter something akin to the beast mentioned? "

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altria pendragon? ;

Her eyes narrow slightly at mention of the grail, hand tightening briefly on the hilt of her blade. She sighs, turning away.

“I wish i’d never heard of the grail. I wish I still had all my memory. I wish.. I wish I had no memory of being tormented for years by the grail…”

“I apologize. that is not what you asked. You asked if I am certain of my name?” she smiles and shakes her head. “Altria is the name I go by now… since memory is gone. But my name was Arturia.  It is one of the few things I still remember.. my name. The grail seemed to enjoy chanting my name back at me as it tortured my soul within its grips. I have forgotten much… nay, nearly the whole of my life. But my name is a thing I yet remember.”

“But I must ask… Lucius, was it? Why do you ask if I am certain of my namesake?”

    lucius does not speak much; not when trust has yet been placed. a man of little word and too much thoughts, he watches the other carefully, scanning the ominous appearance with careful eyes. a liar he may be, but he knows he cannot not fool his own mind. there are too many similarities between her and his late king; his imperial majesty of briton. and yet, there are also striking differences; enough to keep him from uttering his king's name. so for now, this woman is not him, and the late king of knights was not in his sight.

    " it's— nothing. do not worry about that, i was merely wondering," he answers in best attempt to remain nonchalant. those his eyes are filled with doubts and questions, but he knows better than to press his question; she knows not of who she is, anyway.

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caster (???) ;

          « キャスター » It seems this Saber was one used to formality, a knight. He had spoken with the King of Knights on a previous occasion, and although both were ‘knights’, their attitudes were slightly different. That was to be expected, since they were not the same person, however the Caster was still slowly unravelling the attractiveness of knighthood.

          “I see, then there is still some time.”

          He gestures for them to take a seat opposite him. While it was more than sufficient for the conversation to end here, a few more minutes and a little understanding of the one he was to fight alongside could be beneficial.

          “Has it been long since you joined Chaldea, Saber?”

    slight sigh of relief escapes him, and he, although with questioning look, proceeds to sit at the seat gestured. that was the end of his prepared speech, and the rest is now an unplanned conversation he must carry on his own. in truth, the saber is not one that can carry conversation with much entertainment; such a task is of sir gawain's, or sir kay's. he is but a coy knight; so quiet and collected that his voice at the round table sometimes went unheard. ah, but he did not mind; he is not those that should voice his opinion unless asked, anyway.

    " ah, i have been here for a while now, " he answers with a smile, " but i do not consider it long. i have only attended three battles, after all. "

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master (???) ;

         “Protect… me?” How embarrassing! She was out of words—some sort of strange deja vu stroke her, as she was quite certain this happened before. Ayaka had no slightest idea of how it happened, but a mark of a summoning circle was beneath her feet which left her a clue that she somehow summoned a servant. 

          A gentle wind that blown alongside his arrival stopped, leaving the greenhouse in a silence. Awkward silence from her as well. “Ah… um… W-what is your name? Or—class?”

    there was a nod to assure her inquiry, but nothing more until she has regained her composure. a lady of timidness, she seemed not only confused at his presence, but also of her own act. was this arrival of his unintentional? although his smile has yet to fade, his eyes glanced around calmly in attempt to give the magus less pressure, admiring the plants within this glass building.

    but was he really admiring them?

    " i fear that our introduction may have to be cut short. i can feel a presence heading in this direction, " he leaned forward, murmuring cautiously against her ear, " but i am saber, and my name is — "

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