𝐒𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐌𝐍 𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐄𝐌.

after thinking about it for a while, i’ve decided to MOVE SABER TO MY MULTIMUSE ( @pcrdiseseekers​ ) TEMPORARILY. what i mean by temporary is because there may be a point where i’ll want to have SABER have her own blog. this blog won’t be deleted by any means though this decision is in response to my work giving me 5 days for the week. i don’t really have much time to run three blogs at the same time and feel she’ll definitely have more chances of being active on my multimuse blog. it’ll also help to see what drafts to properly respond to for her while keeping SABER as a muse. 

private, selective, canon.   ARTURIA PENDRAGON from FATE STAY NIGHT VISUAL NOVEL. combined with headcanons and lore depiction   ///   also includes ZERO and FGO verses.   fair warning: some dark subjects may be portrayed and will be tagged accordingly.

RULES.   |   VERSES.   |   STATUS.   inbox is currently closed ( temporarily )**

hello to everyone! the name’s jazz and mun is 28 so expect there can be some nsfw content that revolves around sexual as well as other material that isn’t meant for the younger audience. i’m currently working part-time which leaves my schedule somewhat open to roleplay but this is usually where most of my muses will be located. my other blogs are listed bellow ;; if i’m not on here, chances are you can find me in these two blogs. seeing how i have an unpredictable schedule, my activity will remain on a PERMANENT SEMI-ACTIVE meaning i will come to lurk and work on drafts slowly. please, please be patient and that’s all i request. other than that, i hope to have fun with you in interactions!

** i’ve decided to add a status in response to receiving a large amount of ASKS. whenever i have collected too much, you shall notice i have chosen to close my inbox ( meaning i won’t be receiving any new asks for the time being ). this is mostly due to having my inbox gathering too many asks and i want to catch up before receiving anything more. plus, having too many asks to work on means i cannot work on my DRAFTS that i owe for some time. please understand when this decision happens but if you desire to send me something, feel free to contact me via IM on here to open it briefly. otherwise if it states my inbox is closed, understand why i have done it.

​LATE VALENTINE DAY’S ASKS. ( SEMI-ACCEPTING )

    POLITE VOICE echoes into the king’s ears and grows attentive to what might be the cause of such excitement. The king of knights was certain this week’s festivities were responsible for such a thing, knowing IRISVIEL’S interest in learning new things. It impresses SABER how quickly she grasped the knowledge...even going far as to participating it, no matter what challenge is thrown in her direction. Such admiration brings about a joy in her heart even if it isn’t vocalized too often out of respect. Maybe there was a desire into doing more, solely from the comparisons of a past where the ONCE AND FUTURE KING couldn’t grant some joy into her former queen’s life. She saw that chance whenever escorting the maiden in front of her and grown fond of her kind, supportive nature. The contrast it was whenever thinking about who her hand is wed to though places a hand against her chest.

    “YOU MADE these chocolates for me, LADY IRISVIEL? I wasn’t expecting to receive anything though you are rather kind to think about me for this holiday.” She says with a gentle smile until the king of knights brings out her own gift box. Inside contains fairly small chocolates that are shaped like the holy sword, EXCALIBUR. SABER hands over the present in between those hands while grasping the other’s package in return. “Happy Valentine’s IRISVIEL. I pray there is more I can do to see you smiling.”

LATE VALENTINE DAY’S ASKS. ( ACCEPTING )

    “SIR DINADAN, has something occurred lately?” Confused looks were evident n the king’s face when being confronted about not forgetting her for something important. The king of knights hadn’t neglected what festivities were being celebrated, yet what she hadn’t expected was to be given anything by one of her knights. Such gestures were unthinkable nor did she want to obligate them into handing anything special...no matter how these chocolates were given to each one. SABER desired to seek him out above all, desiring nothing more than to grant a treat for gratitude. She already had that cerulean gift box within her hands to give though was recalled to those familiar knight plush still resting on a shelf in her chambers. The thought of receiving more already makes curiosity surface before ARTURIA’S face. 

VALENTINE DAY’S ASKS. ( ACCEPTING )

    THE KING hadn’t taken thought for anyone to deliver chocolates though realized she was about to be proven wrong. Such expectations were natural for the king of knights who never thought about herself, neither seeing herself as special. There were moments where SABER looks through the other SERVANTS who took delight in sharing gratitude to CHALDEA’S staff...their MASTER especially. Perhaps she could venture into the dining hall for something after delivering the rest of her treats, leaving only one behind. Hands held onto the tiny box containing tiny EXCALIBUR-shaped chocolates and crown cookies while walking down the hallway. She hears a familiar voice that belonged to SOMEONE WHOSE PRESENCE WAS A DELIGHT to the king personally. There never came a moment where hatred had surfaced up, especially when things turned out badly for her country. The sight brings a polite smile on ARTURIA’S face before being given a cutely wrapped bag that contained a sweetened aroma. Her head shook from the apologetic tone, speaking directly as the once and future king she truly was.

VALENTINE DAY’S ASKS. ( ACCEPTING )

    SITTING ALONE within the king’s chambers, there was a nostalgic sensation whenever that meditation stance took place. The ease it brought left faint breaths escape while no sound disturbed the king of knights. Everyone within CHALDEA grew busy with the festivities involving chocolates, leaving their poor MASTER into handling every one of the SERVANT’S gifts. She too exchanged her own as a way to express gratitude though wondered about GRANTING THE TRUE ADORATION FOR A CERTAIN SOMEONE. Between hands that were usually empty for meditation was a gift, contemplating about handing it to him so suddenly. Maybe SABER’S hesitation drew out from the last time they bid farewell and only found they were together over strange circumstances. The king was pleased to have him though worries it may be too late somehow...or her gift wasn’t enough. The desired voice broke away those troubling thoughts, awakening from her meditation with hands retreating back to hide away that small box. “SHIROU, has something happened?” She says simply and rose from the ground for emerald hues to lay upon a gift box.