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Well that was painless enough! Moved over here!

Apologies as I start spam following people on the new blog and unfollowing with my personal.

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[oppidenos]

“Alright, fuck this class bullshit I miss my lance”

[96aki]

Doodle

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Nonverbal Memes

@cursedjustice​ said:  [ taste ] for your (Shirou) muse to cook for mine (Cu).

He sat in silence, observing curiously as the boy worked. A vague memory not his own casts it in a familiar light. There was no reason he could not cook for himself, he certainly knew how. It was unneeded but he still occasionally got the craving to eat after all.

So when the boy initially offered he had politely declined. A expression of disappointment was enough to be able to change his mind. So now he sat. A dish he did not know before him. The boy watches him expectantly so with a sigh he picks up the utensils- also strange to him- and eats.

And somehow even with foreign flavors and spices, it reminds him of home.

“. . .Thanks, kid.”

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fellstarsirius‌:

Sothis blinked at the man, before realization crossed her features. She immediately smacked his hand, a glare on her face. She knew he meant well, but..

“I am not a child! I’m a goddess!” She puffed her cheeks out. Despite her words, she clearly was acting a bit childish. “Besides, I have no one to play with even if I wanted to.”

He holds his hand almost as if hurt, staring back at the young girl with a mock expression. A child goddess certainly would not be so far-fetched were it true... 

”Sure, sure, kid. You can pretend to be a goddess elsewhere, yeah?”

But! Likely not! As much as he hated it, he was the responsible adult here...

“Look. How about I help ya find your parents or friends or whatever?”

[leneemusing]

nonverbal memes

add + to reverse who does the action

[ attention ] for your muse to touch mine as a way of getting their attention  [ sleep ] for your muse to wake mine  [ cover ]  for your muse to cover mine with a blanket or a jacket  [ lift ] for your muse to give mine a hand stepping up or over something etc.  [ kiss ]  for your muse to come up to mine and kiss them without warning  [ run ] for your muse to run their fingers through mine’s hair  [ braid ] for your muse to braid mine’s hair  [ embrace ]  for your muse to hold mine  [ smile ] for your muse to smile at mine from across the room  [ wave ] for your muse to gesture to mine to come closer  [ panic ] for your muse to grab mine’s arm or get behind them in a moment of danger  [ touch ] for your muse to rest their forehead against mine’s [ weep ]  for your muse to catch mine crying  [ eat ]  for your muse to offer mine food [ hit ] for your muse to attack mine  [ love ] for your muse to touch mine as a show of affection or reassurance  [ nap ] for your muse to fall asleep against mine  [ rest ] for your muse to rest their head in mine’s lap  [ look ] for your muse to catch mine staring  [ seduce ] for your muse to touch mine sexually  [ help ] for your muse to lean on mine for support  [ give ] for your muse to offer mine their arm  [ entwine ] for your muse to hold mine’s hand  [ laugh ] for your muse to laugh at something mine did  [ dance ] for your muse to dance with mine  [ sit ] for your muse to pull mine into their lap  [ yell ] for your muse to calm mine down  [ cry ] for your muse to wipe mine’s tears away  [ dream ] for your muse to wake mine from a nightmare  [ surprise ] for your muse to show up at mine’s house without explanation  [ fix ] for your muse to treat mine’s injury  [ sacrifice ] for your muse to get hurt protecting mine  [ guard ] for your muse to step between my muse and danger  [ taste ] for your muse to cook for mine  [ sing ] for your muse to sing to mine 

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abendrotbrav‌:

two dogs and a possible threat

This was not a good thing at all. She was already panicking, with these new surroundings throwing her completely off her guard, and without any of her servants nearby. The little gathering and ingredients she had were now being ruffled around by (admittedly cute) dog noses.

But most of her attention is focused on the man. That- that isn’t a normal person. Normal people don’t radiate energy, or have bright red eyes that wouldn’t look out of place on-

“A- ah, you really shouldn’t sniff those! Powdered dragon’s blood has really explosive qualities-!” A small pop escaped the tub, almost as a warning, and Sophia practically dove in to grab it away, holding it high- not that high meant much on someone short as her.

“You- ah, you! Who- who are you affiliated with?! What’s your name?!” Her finger is pointing at the blue haired man almost accusingly, not even bothering to try and hide the command seals emblazoned on her neck. Honestly, that’s the last thing on her mind at this point!

The pop is enough to deter one of the dogs away, whining as she retreats behind her master to sulk. The man sighs tiredly at the creature’s timidness but otherwise remains interested in his surroundings.

So this is what she was working on while he had been watching? At least long enough to figure the girl had no comrades in the near vicinity. Not from this time or place either. With this arrangement at least a mage... or perhaps...

“Hm?” He hums as he sets a bottle down, now looking over the girl with newfound interest, the obvious mark on her neck confirming his theory. And... there was something else. Something that just barely catches his eye... It takes a moment but he realizes he had been asked a question.

“Rude speaking to a guest like that. Shouldn’t you introduce yourself first?” A piercing gaze answers back with it. Whoever this man was, he didn’t seem intent on leaving anytime soon.

[96aki]

Caster

[muchtrees-blog]

YES IT”S SPRING

CROWN YOUR FAVOURITE CU WITH FLOWERS

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wxildxbunch‌:

He didn’t even said anything yet. He only walked up to the caster. And yet he was immediately shut down! He didn’t even had the time to speak! All for what? To listen to Celine Dion? There was better singers than her!

“I didn’t even said anything yet. I was just going to bring you chicken tenders and leave,but just for that,I’m going to stay and annoy you.”

'My Heart Will Go On' plays solemnly in the background, just loud enough to seem a whisper in the wind. Sanguine eyes peek out from beneath his hood.

"Hm...?" Well food was food even if he would prefer something like fish.  Now came the important question. Would he continue to sulk or would he accept such an offer?

“Just give me the damn chicken.”

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ryogai replied to your post ““A snowball fight? That seems fun. Says at least three members…” “Ah....”

“Cu, no!”

“How about Cu, yes-”

umrtiia replied to your post ““A snowball fight? That seems fun. Says at least three members…” “Ah....”

>:( Gl brittle ol' man

“I’M NOT OLD!!”

[nky911]

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“A snowball fight? That seems fun. Says at least three members...”

“Ah. Means I can just enter myself and my dogs, right? Nothin’ in the rules says they have to be human! ᴬⁿᵈ ᶦᶠ ᴵ ᶜᵃⁿ’ᵗ ᵘˢᵉ ᵐᵃᵍᵉᶜʳᵃᶠᵗ, ᴵ’ˡˡ ʲᵘˢᵗ ᵐᵃᶦᵐ ᵗʰᵉ ᵉⁿᵉᵐʸ.”

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fellstarsirius‌:

“My…parents?” Sothis echoed, her head tilted. Did she have parents? She couldn’t recall. “Why would that be of any concern of yours? I am allowed to do as I please.”

He kneels down a bit, enough to become eye level with the girl. This certainly was no place for civilians or those who were inexperienced.

“Look, kid. You don’t want to get hurt, right? You might go play somewhere else, yeah?” He smiles and goes to pat her head for good measure...

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fantasyxhearts‌:

It wasn’t surprising that he was met with an untrusting gaze. These markings of his caused problems among the servants but Ritsuka worked hard to put those fears to rest. “I am free of Alter’s control but the marks of the corruption remain like scars,” he explained. His memories were hazy at best due to being forced by the corrupted grail to obey Saber Alter as her servant. “It has become stagnant and won’t spread further. The master and the doctor believe I won’t cause harm.” he paused. “I understand that you don’t trust me. I remember of our battle somewhat..but not everything” 

Kage glanced away feeling rather awkward and he just wanted to leave. The gazes were sometimes too hard to bear. Mistrust from other Servants; mistrust from Caster and mistrust from his own counterparts. “I will not harm anyone. Please, put your fears to rest. I just wish to serve our master.” 

“Is that so?” Caster pondered the archer’s words, leaning against the sill of the door. It was... reasonable. He simply didn’t think this one could be summoned the way he was. That the night he burned was the night he ceased to exist like this. 

“So what? You’re the new chef now?” A  sudden change of subject and tone. If his master was willing to give him the benefit of a doubt... he supposed he should as well. Still. It would not hurt to stick close. Keep an eye on the other. He was paranoid after all.