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hello!!!!!! if i can, i'd love to apply for saber (bedivere) from FATE without a prior reserve!!! application is found in the last diamond at the bottom of the page titled 'about'!
Welcome to scenic Isola Radiale, Bedivere!
You will be housed in TOWNHOUSE 249.
You will retain your magic resistance and receive a wooden sword.
– mod pleiades.
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SEND ✪ FOR MY CHARACTER TO REVEAL HOW THEY FEEL ABOUT YOURS. // not accepting
❖ POSITIVE.
I think you’re awesome ║ I like you ║ I want to go on a date with you ║ I love you ║ You’re cute/handsome ║ I want to marry you ║ You’re attractive ║ I wish we could spend more time together, unfortunately i am a terrible person ║ I’d like to get to know you better ║ I admire you ║ You’re someone that I look up to ║ You’re very kind ║ I considered us friends ║ I secretly have a crush on you ║ I have high respect for you ║ We have common interests ║ I’m happy that I met you
|| it is kotr appreciation and love hours every hour but not like lance thinks Thats Permissible
❖ NEGATIVE.
I feel uncomfortable around you ║ You’re bothersome ║ I never want to speak to you again ║ I dislike you ║ I loathe you ║ I’m envious of you ║ I’m worried about you ║ We don’t get along well? ║ You’re the worst kind of person ║ You get on my nerves ║ You’re annoying to me ║ We have nothing in common ║ I wish I had never met you ║ I wouldn’t date you if you were the last person alive ║ Not you again
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Send ✪ for Gawain to reveal how they feel about you.
❖ POSITIVE.
I think you’re awesome ║ I like you ║ I want to go on a date with you ║ I love you ║ You’re cute/handsome ║ I want to marry you ║ You’re attractive ║ I wish we could spend more time together! ║ I’d like to get to know you better ║ I admire you ║ You’re someone that I look up to ║ You’re very kind ║ I consider us friends ║ I secretly have a crush on you ║ I have high respect for you ║ We have common interests ║ I’m happy that I met you
❖ NEGATIVE.
I feel uncomfortable around you ║ You’re bothersome ║ I never want to speak to you again ║ I dislike you ║ I loathe you ║ I’m envious of you ║ I’m worried about you ║ We don’t get along well ║ You’re the worst kind of person ║ You get on my nerves ║ You’re annoying to me ║ We have nothing in common ║ I wish I had never met you ║ I wouldn’t date you if you were the last person alive ║ Not you again
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Send ✪ for Mordred to reveal how they feel about you. // ACCEPTING
❖ POSITIVE.
I think you’re awesome ║ I like you ║ I want to go on a date with you ║ I love you ║ You’re cute/handsome ║ I want to marry you ║ You’re attractive ║ I wish we could spend more time together! ║ I’d like to get to know you better ║ I admire you ║ You’re someone that I look up to ║ You’re very kind ║ I consider us friends ║ I secretly have a crush on you ║ I have high respect for you ║ We have common interests ║ I’m happy that I met you
❖ NEGATIVE.
I feel uncomfortable around you ║ You’re bothersome ║ I never want to speak to you again ║ I dislike you ║ I loathe you ║ I’m envious of you ║ I’m worried about you ║ We don’t get along well ║ You’re the worst kind of person ║ You get on my nerves ║ You’re annoying to me ║ We have nothing in common ║ I wish I had never met you ║ I wouldn’t date you if you were the last person alive ║ Not you again
⚔✧*:･ﾟ ( inbox ) @gywir said: " is that how it works here? to imagine taking such a role so young... "
golden shards pierce his crown, offering him to a nameless force guiding him like a puppet on strings. this is the leash he was born to follow: heir apparent / lion son. he is the unfinished cornerstone to his father’s machinations, bred of nobility & drowned in the hallowed pool from whence justice springs—whatever will he once carried no longer his to control ( at what point does the son become his own person? no longer bound by upbringing from his father? ). Dimitri, however, would rather fit himself within this isolated mold in lieu of a tyrant’s iron hand, praying he might be the final lamb upon the altar so the rest may run free.
with a laugh he nods along, an agedness to his clear-blue eyes, ❝I suppose, but there is no burden too great for the sake of a brighter future. there will be much work awaiting me, certainly, but I believe it is my duty to mend the wounds dealt by those who came before—to push Faerghus towards an age where every man, woman, & child can prosper regardless of station. my only fear is that by the time I am old enough to ascend the throne the damage dealt will become irreversible...❞
a pause, realization.
❝o-oh, please forgive me for my rambling. it seems I’ve gotten a bit carried away there.❞
" you don't need to try so hard, you know. we appreciate you as is. "
“Huh?” She looks over at Bedivere, tilting her head to the side.
Her handle on the bokuto lessens as her body was covered in sweat from the work out. She isn’t a good magus—it’s part of their strengths of why they make such great masters, but she knows she’s gotta compensate in other ways to make up for it. What better way to do that than to keep up on her exercise? Sure, she probably had more muscles than the most women her age, but how many people could say they’ve been taught by some of history’s greatest swordsmen and swordswomen?
She puts down the wooden sword, carefully setting it down, and following after, setting on the ground herself.
“What’d you mean by that?” She hadn’t forgotten his suggestion, but she doesn’t see anything wrong with doing the best she can. To be more accurate, when has there been a time where she hasn’t poured her whole being into something she believed in? She doesn’t think that she’s trying too hard or even enough. She’s just doing what she believes has to be done.
She looks around. The inside of Chaldea’s training room made it hard to tell what time it was sometimes. Maybe? She’d been here for too long? It would explain why she feels sore, now that she thought about it.
“Was I here too long?”
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ask meme // accepting // sorry this is like a billion years late WEEPS
💥 Try to calm my muse during an overwhelming emotional moment
It wasn’t Bedivere he wanted to see here, but of course that’s who appears when he yells. Bedivere, the king’s hand, who was and is too caring for his own good. Bedivere, who Lancelot has no desire to fight and who he feels even more of a disappointment around. “Go away!” He barks out, voice tight and constricted, even as Bedivere steps closer.
Of course, of course.
“Go away, go, let me die letmedieletmedie,” he chokes out in a frenzy, doubling over on himself. The scrape of metal as his fists clench with a complaint from his gauntlets. Too much, it’s too much to have Bedivere here as well, daring to try and extend a hand toward him and offer something that’s just as caring as it is uncertain. A helpless scream from Lancelot, broken and keening and directed inwards at himself.
He can’t, he doesn’t want to hurt Bedivere, doesn’t want to be here. He doesn’t want the pity or to be seen, he just wants Arthur to face him and be done with it, let him disappear, let him dissolve into nothing but jagged screaming and black fog. He tries, certainly.
But Bedievere is still here, and so is Lancelot, still caught inbetween madness and panic, a wide-eyed sharp glare at the floor.
gywir asked:
" WHY ARE YOU RUNNING- "
