Hi hi! ᕙ⁽ •̀ ᗜ •́ ⁾ᕗ welcome to my lil blog ! This is an ind. & Sel. blog for 𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐇𝐔𝐑 𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐎𝐍 ( saber ) from the game FGO written by S.mol (+18;she/her). For my own comfort, please do not follow if you are under 18. This blog will have very sporadic activity, if this isn't your cup of tea, then I would not recommend following. Quick simple and summarized rules under read more ! ;
Important ! : so my portrayal for Arthur will be based on him as a summonable servant in chaldea ( aka: based on the fgo universe ) + bits of historical lore
SELECTIVE & MUTUALS only.
VERY HIGHLY SPORADIC ACTIVITY. My attention wanders all over the place so this blog will remain as low acitvity, If this isn´t ur cup of tea then I would advice to consider again following.
I am not an expert historian so I (politely) ask u to pls understand if I make any mistakes- then it´s because of that (*꒦ິㅂ꒦ີ)
mun & muse are both +18 (mun is 21 currently!)
Not affiliated with the Fate fandom.
No drama allowed.
Duplicates & crossover friendly !
You do not need to be familiarized with fate/ or fgo in order to interact! If you are not familiar with the series, i will try my best to set my boi in a more “neutral setting” and/or if you have any questions, feel free to ask!
Due to his character, this blog will remain as Fewship & very HIGHLY selective. I´m more inclined to ship with friends / people i know / people I can click OOC wise more, yet if you are interested in developing something between our muses, be it platonic or romantic, I am certainly not against that if the chemistry is present ! Aside this, i will not ship with underaged muses nor with underaged muns.
muse does not equal mun & I do not condone my muse´s actions.
let's all respect each other and have fun! Thank u for dropping by!
❝ ―Master ! ❞ He shouts before lowering Excalibur and quickly rushing to their side, kneeling down next to them and offering his free hand for support. ❝ I think we should take things slower for now, are you alright ? I'm sorry, I think I didn't get to hear your words earlier. A chance on what ? ❞
I have no idea if this has been pointed out before, but I find it such a cute little detail how Arthur and Artoria's ahoges mirror the direction they swing their respective Excaliburs.
Artoria's ahoge is pointing down, and she swings her Excalibur down.
Arthur's, on the other hand, is pointing up, and he swings his Excalibur the same way!
@ardenssolis said ; Smacks water off the table to get Arthur to look at him. / 𝐔𝐍𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐃
𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝 , Ozymandias gets exactly what he wants; Arthur’s undivided attention. How the pharaoh could be loud yet silent both at the same time was something that did not cross Arthur’s mind at that particular point, as his instinct prevailed over his startlement, and the couple of strands of hair that had spiked up as a response to his own shock had now rather quickly fallen back in place. He immediately kneels down in front of the shattered glass then, like a well calibrated clock, abiding by an almost automated manner, one that might not have differed too much were Bedivere, Gawain, Lancelot, or any of the members of the round table would have been in his situation. Call it common courtesy, knightly conduct, or a behavior straight out of a fairy tail, the kind that would color the walls with flowers and sparkles and what-not; none of that crossed his mind as he picked the bigger pieces of broken glass from the ground.
These shards wouldn’t hurt him, he had a barrier or metal that alienated him from that kind of pain afterall; so close to skin that it would have almost seemed like arthur and his armor were a single melted thing.
❝ ―You dropped this ❞ an obvious statement, a silly situation, for he was not holding anything that might have held some semblance of sentimentalism to Ozymandias. It was a simple common glass; just that. The kind one could buy anywhere and at any time, the type of object one would normally not perceive (as funny as that statement might sound considering its transparent look); yet he still lifts it forward as he gets up from his heels. ❝ Perhaps we should get you a plastic cup for next time. ❞ and the corners of his lips curve in a barely visible little smile. ❝ Just make sure to not drop them over my head. Just call me. I might be around. ❞
whenever saber uses excalibur i get kind of sad because “it shines with the dream all warriors, past, present, and future hold as their deaths approach” and that means that every servant remembers those moments and that light, and the sad exalted dream they shared before they died. but then saber turns it into a weapon against them. it seems kind of cruel, really
#i mean yeah it’s not nice. neither is for saber who had to take excalibur and wield it burdensomely #i know it’s for concealing identity but i like to think it’s a slight relief for saber to conceal the sword and make it invisible #saber will always be a king even after death but hiding the symbol of it just for a while. i think she deseves it (via np5enkidu)
I’m still reeling over the fact when I went with my friend to a renaissance fair, there was a lady who was handing out samples. My friend took a bite of it and all I heard was
