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{happy new year! all of your faces are so lovely so I figured I'd jump on the bandwagon! mun pics under the cut!}
PSA: IF WE’RE IN A MUTUAL AND YOU WANT TO THROW A STARTER AT ME BECAUSE YOUR MUSE WANTS MINE OR YOU JUST WANT TO ROLEPLAY IN GENERAL —- JUST DO IT. I PROMISE, I’LL SCREAM WITH HAPPINESS IF YOU DO. YOU’RE NOT BOTHERING ME ; I WANT TO ROLEPLAY WITH ALL OF THE PEOPLE I FOLLOW. OKAY, YOU’RE ALL WONDERFUL. PCE.
♐ ] “I would imagine these winters would be meager compared to yours back in time.” Knowledge of her history lacked slightly more than he would prefer to admit, but enough to manage conversations regardless. “Must be a step down in freedom compared to then however. With how much of a constriction and practical need to be watched over Shirou is..” Bleh. Own mouth felt like vomiting referring to the fool.
That however, felt much more fitting of a knight king. “Certainly, times like those were vastly different compared to what we consider enjoyment now.” Opinion, but preferred in his eyes. The old school really did appeal more to him. “I don’t believe we’d have any ale of a sort if you’d like to relive that sadly, but come later I could run by the market to fetch some. Just for us, since rather not deal the nonsense that is intoxicated Rin.” As if her characteristics need to be magnified any further.. scratch the back of his head with a laugh, resting against a wall still.
"I may surprise you with this but.. I actually don’t mind tidying up in these conditions more or less to pass time." Admitting to being almost a housewife at heart, the label handyman was better fitting. "One could call it tinkering as well, understanding the concepts of designs and replicating.. it’s an odd hobby, but certainly aided me in becoming as proficient to some extent."
⚔ ] The offer of refreshment ignites a gleam in the knight’s eyes, though fingers curl and lips flatten with the recollection of an… unpleasant instance.
“ I will admit, I… thought to sample this age’s wines and spirits, if only to pass the time, but as I have no legal identification I was turned away by the shopkeeper. He believed me to be a schoolgirl younger than Shirou, and though I cannot deny why he thought in such a manner, it was truly a disappointing experience. The calm authority I demonstrated did nothing to reverse the situation. “
The red bowman has let down his social barriers for the moment and so Arturia responds in kind; it is one thing to meet other Heroic Spirits in combat and it is another entirely to meet them and converse in a language of words not blades. There is something about his forthright manner that sets her at ease, even as her guard remains up behind affable intent.
“ In life, it was my belief that the kingdom should reflect the state of the king’s house, and likewise; if the king’s house is set in order, it is an example for the people to follow. The act of perfecting the state of one’s possessions is a noble thing, and no servant is lowly who cares for his lord’s estate. “
A slight tilt of the head as brief puzzlement crosses her fair features.
“ I am not unfamiliar with your method, though I am surprised to hear it considering – hmph. It is not without its merits. “
Mentioning Shirou directly at this time, especially in comparison or contrast to Archer, would likely undo this unexpected moment of peace between Servants.
headcanon --
As a young child Arturia was often sickly; always smaller than other children her age, she was kept mostly indoors and was prone to illness. Most people didn't know Sir Ector even had a female child, especially since his wife passed away before Arturia came to live with the knight. It was this period that gave Arturia a keen familiarity with contemporary stories and legends, as she eagerly absorbed the tales Ector would spin when she was ill. Though her health improved once she got older, mostly thanks to potions provided by Merlin, she remained "scrawny" and her love of heroic tales was well established. Her pursuit of strength through constant training and squire's duties was driven by the memory of being too weak to do much of anything, plus her heroic aspirations.
I want h o n e s t opinions about how I portray my character. If there’s a constructive criticism, I’d like to read it. If you’re too shy to say it, you can tell it with the anon on.
Fate/Zero - 《 Arturia Pendragon 》
gatesofbabylxn replied to your post:please don't take this harshly but perhaps it...
In FZ the light hearted moments are next to none, and that’s where Saber’s character is best I think? You’re doing fine. She’s one ripped up gal so she’s not out always eating cookies and painting Shirou’s nasty toe nails.
{lmao the king of knights paints no one's nasty toenails. in all seriousness tho that's the gospel truth}
I didn't mean that depressed people can't have fun, I just meant maybe it would be nice to show saber's happy and cheerful side more? saber doesn't even have depression???
{It's never stated outright in canon, no, but I consider her guilt/past trauma/lingering issues to be indicative of such, and I apologize if I seemed aggravated in my previous response. I don't really understand what's being asked here; is it that you would rather I write Saber as a happier character, or put her in more lighthearted scenarios?}
please don't take this harshly but perhaps it would be nice to write Saber a little less angsty, it seems in most every thread or headcanon you have her feeling guilty or what not... there are plenty of light hearted moments in the VN and animes, why not try that? just a thought :x
{The way I see it, Saber is a very complex and multifaceted character — I feel as though even when she’s having “fun” there’s always the shadow of who she is, what she’s done, what she’s going to do, etc. I’ll freely admit I do sprinkle varying amounts of sturm und drang in when I write her, but I don’t want her to be always angsting and anguishing over stuff. Yeah, she can enjoy activities with other characters, but that hard edge is always waiting under the surface. And just to clarify, is this another way of saying “depressed people can’t have fun?” Because if so, I’m very sorry to tell you they most certainly can, and that’s from personal experience.}
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{updated this and also this. finally a decent bio and if you'd be so kind as to read the updated rules pls uwu}
Time and tragedy have forced her to grow too quickly.
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Christmas Day and the church had been quiet. Christmas Eve had been the same. She wouldn’t blame the people of Fuyuki for not attending church as the previous priest probably very easily scared the rest off. However, this meant Caren needed to make some more public appearances to will and remind people that the church was open again, for people to come.
It wasn’t proper for a church to hand out flyers or anything of the sort, so what Caren was doing was quietly walking down the streets, passing out the school area, then the shopping district. It was rather busy - considering the date.
Approaching a stand that sold warm steamed buns, she purchases one with what little money she had saved up herself, letting the warmth seep into her fingers, merely holding onto it for now.
If she was to already eat it, then there would be nothing to warm her hands with.
Christmas. A religious holiday, yet most of what Arturia had seen hinted that the religious component was not quite as important as the emphasis on giving and spending time with loved ones. Of course, to give a gift one had to make something or buy it from a store; there were certainly plenty of stores in Fuyuki showing off their wares for last-minute shoppers.
Saber was not one of those shoppers. Christmas did not interest her in the slightest. The rituals held in her time to mark the Winter Solstice were long gone, and she did not need the excuse of a holiday to bestow gifts upon the few people she cared for. Shirou had been plenty happy with the rice cooker she purchased recently; why weigh him down with more frivolities?
Yet she mingled with the citizens of Fuyuki as they hurried to and fro, content to be a pebble washed along by the rushing streams of people. The cold and the excitement reminded her of days gone by, oddly enough; she felt as though Irisviel would have loved Christmas, would have thoroughly enjoyed picking out gifts for the Servant, Kiritsugu and Illyasviel... but Irisviel no longer existed, and all Saber could do was smile to herself hollowly as she wandered from sidewalk to sidewalk.
She gave pause as she spotted a woman with long white hair approaching from the nearby food stand; for a moment she was seeing a ghost, then her better sense informed her that this woman was very much alive and not an Einzbern. A nun, if her manner of dress was any indication.
... Ah. The smell of fresh bread wafted into the Servant's nostrils, reminding her that she was hungry. Yet she possessed no yen, having set out without asking Shirou for any money. It was terribly inefficient, having to rely on food to help maintain her magical energy, but despite the humiliation Saber knew it was in her best interests to obtain nourishment in case an unexpected fight cost her too much energy.
And so she resorted to something she was very grateful Shirou was not present to witness.
" Excuse me... ma'am... "
Perhaps her appetite has an effect on her chivalry if the smell of food is too enticing. Shame reduced her clear, proud tone to barely a squeak as her cheeks darkened.
" Is there a chance I could... borrow some yen... to buy one of those buns? "
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There was bright flash of magical light. A young girl then appeared out of thin air. Since this was Fuyuki, one could easily assume she was a servant, but this young woman was something else; an agent of the Church and sometime traveller between time and space. Rin had a habit of causing her to travel to parallel worlds.
She felt the ground around her. It was rough and uneven, not like the wooden floor of the Church she called home. Shirouko then opened her eyes. If one were to look into a window, they would have easily assumed that there was a cat inside of this building because of the bright yellow glare.
Shirouko then forced herself up. Her senses remained blurred. Rubbing her eyes, she could make out a garage full of junk and machines that were in semi-states of repair.
"…For the love of…The Emiya residence? I need to be careful then." She huffed to herself.
In her Master's absence, Saber had the entire Emiya property to herself. Shirou was with Rin, practicing some aspect of his magecraft or another -- Rin had been absolutely insistent on the matter, to the point of packing Shirou's luggage for him so he could stay at the Tohsaka mansion overnight. Despite Saber's protests, he had ordered her to stay behind to ensure no one crept in to install any bounded fields or similar magical attacks.
Ultimately Rin's cajoling combined with Shirou's begging had irritated her to the point of giving in, though she had ensured that both of the teenagers knew the extent of her displeasure before they departed. She was more than capable of defending this place; what worried her was the possibility that Rin's Servant lacked the capacity to protect both Shirou and his master if trouble came up.
And so she had since spent the evening simply observing; the quiet of the house drew her in, coaxed her to look more closely at the little details. Houses told stories about those who dwelled in them, and so Saber made her rounds looking over Shirou's environment and gleaning what insight she could.
That is, until an unexpected noise came from the direction of the shed; instinct prickled as the slender and diminutive knight carefully exited the house and approached the outbuilding, still in the guise of a normal girl clad in Rin's extra clothing. Clouds obscured the heavenly bodies of the night, casting darkness over all; humidity hung thick in the air. A foreboding atmosphere, Saber thought.
Without bothering to announce herself, set to materialize armor and sword at the first sign of a threat, Saber opened the shed door and stood in the doorway, hands on narrow hips.
" Who goes there? "
irxsviel replied to your post:{but what if live action fc}
is that taylor swift
yah and there's also this
all about that kingly sternness