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“you know you’re wrong.”

Blue-green eyes with draconic slit pupils slid over to regard Sasuke, seeming to glow slightly, from inside Mordred’s horned helm. (The Saber wasn’t yet comfortable enough to reveal his face, or the sex he had been assigned at birth… although the half-dragon had told this strange man his True Name.)

“And how d’you figure that, Master?” Just how he’d ended up with a different Summoner than just about all of the rest of the Servants here didn’t matter one iota to Mordred. That said… “…Guess you could be dreaming about me…” Masters and Servants shared dreams, after all.

It made Mordred feel exposed; raw.

@chidoricry

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Send "Echoes of the past" for your muse to experience one of my muses memories in a vision/dream.

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o priest of water, o noble of wind, you honor us with your presence. through the great, flowering form of mars, you are transformed into a droplet of madness...     now, let the stars guide you to eternal slumber...

                                         𝐖𝐆𝐀𝐇'𝐍𝐀𝐆𝐋 𝐅𝐇𝐓𝐀𝐀𝐀𝐆𝐍

. [ . . . ] 𝐃𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐍𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐓! ©

an independent multimuse for various media, written by merlin.

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((On which note, I fixed up my pinned post, if anyone would like to take a look.))

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((Staring at all the Shipping Bingo on the dash, chin in hands. Hmmm…))

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more random dialogue prompts ,

“why do you have that look on your face?”

“finish what you’re doing, we have to talk.”

“what have you done to yourself?”

“did you do something different with your hair?”

“it doesn’t do any good to get worked up.”

“when was the last time we had a real conversation.”

“are you in the witness protection program, or what?”

“there’s something wrong with me.”

“no, i don’t hate you.”

“hey stupid.”

“we’re aren’t them.”

“looks like i’ll live long enough to make you pay.”

“you know you’re wrong.”

“i don’t understand, why are you doing this?”

“now, before i say anything, promise me you’ll stay calm.”

“what makes me so special?”

“you have no idea what i’ve been through.”

“you really don’t have to do that, not for me.”

“did you really think you’d get a second chance?”

“how about we don’t do that.”

“i have a lot going for me, but humility is not one of them.”

“you’re the worst.”

“i don’t need you right now.”

“don’t just stand there, looking at me.”

“i thought you were supposed to call me.”

“take my hand.”

“i need you.”

“you’re allowed to need help sometimes.”

“for someone who doesn’t like to feel things, you sure feel a lot of it out loud.”

“when this is all over, i want it to be you and me.”

“why won’t you tell me what happened?”

“you don’t know what this means to me.

“i know it doesn’t make sense.”

“i’m trying really hard to keep it together.”

“i know you’re new, but we do things a little differently here.”

“your voice is putting me to sleep.”

“did you find what you were looking for?”

"you knew and you didn’t even warn me?”

“well, i guess that’s broken.”

“i thought it was part of the act.”

“you think u don’t know you’re only here because they sent you?”

“you promised to call me if you didn’t know what to wear.”

“you can keep a secret, can’t you?”

“how could you do this to me?”

“put the gun down, dearest. i have news!”

“i know you don’t have any reason to trust me, but you need to know something.”

“if you’re here to tell me what happened last night, someone beat you to it.”

“people think i’m weird.”

“i think i’m losing myself again.”

“you can’t be here.”

“i wish you’d come to the funeral.”

“do you know what today is?”

“so, you broke my favourite mug… and you’re breaking up with me?”

“i need to get out.”

“it’s like i’m cursed or something.”

“you are remarkably well-behaved tonight, what have you been up to?”

“you gonna eat that?”

“sir, the pony rides are for children only.”

“i don’t want you to worry about that anymore.”

“we’ll never make it in time.”

“you’d be late for your own funeral.”

“you should have seen it coming.”

“oh, good, you’re here! hold this.”

“why can’t you just be happy for me?”

“on a scale of one to ten, how do you feel about nachos right now?”

“is this how you flirt with everyone?”

“how much longer till we’re there?”

“what have you done?”

“it’s time for you to repay that debt you owe me.”

“where did you get that? who gave it to you?”

“what kind of mother has thoughts like that?”

“i know I haven’t been what you needed, but i’m here, and i wanna help.”

“i never want to hear you say that again.”

“you’re all i have.”

“i know it’s not perfect, but i did follow the recipe this time.”

“i was doing so well until you showed up.”

“don’t eat that! i made it ‘specially for our guest.”

“it’s not that i don’t like my life, it’s that i don’t have the energy to enjoy it.”

“how can you stand this place?”

“don’t take this the wrong way, but you don’t exactly blend in.”

“you need to stop.”

“i don’t like that look, what happened?”

“is that seriously your password?”

“what’s your problem?”

“you had no right to use it without asking.”

“oh, wow, you weren’t kidding.”

“i couldn’t trust my own parents to protect me.”

“i’m surprised you haven’t been arrested yet. wait, no, i’m not.”

“why do you want to help me?”

“ten bucks for that piece of crap?”

“we have to hurry, they’re coming!”

“hey, look what came in the mail!”

“do you want to get a drink or something?”

“please tell me you didn’t eat that.”

“the worst part is you didn’t even notice.”

“if i wanted help, i would have asked.”

“wanna tell me what’s going on with your grades?”

“you need to leave.”

“talk to me, okay? i need to know what’s going on.”

“i do blame you.”

“sometimes life deals you a bad hand, but you can still play your cards right and win.”

“you’re no longer useful to me.”

“i’m not good with sarcasm: if you don’t like me, just say it.”

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((Remember the other muse I mentioned? Decided to go with a sideblog for now, and it’s up, if anyone wants to look; really bare bones, and missing a page, but still. @wedge-of-heaven))

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Reblog if your CANON blog takes *anons* pretending to be other characters from their series to dig out the dirt on your muse.

IE: emotions, opinions, reactions to stuff that happened in canon, etc.

Because sometimes the counterparts to my canon muse(s) don’t exist in the tumblr RPC, a sender follows you but doesn’t rp here, OR, they just want to TRY that muse out before making a blog. Or, they’re simply curious on how the canon would reply, and ONLY wants a one-shot moment! 

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((Finally picking up my other favorite Fate character as a muse, but I can’t decide if I should make a separate blog, or make a sideblog to this one… Any advice, friends?))

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A claymore, huh? “Sounds like the sword I got from Gawain,” Mordred mused. Though his draconic blue-green gaze was focused mainly on the wall across from them, hands shoved in the pockets of his jacket, he wasn’t forcibly suppressing his stims, either.

(He was calmly rocking back-and-forth, a bit.)

“When I first got to Camelot, instead of becoming a Knight of the Round right away, I spent some time as my oldest brother’s squire.” The normal practice, if he understood correctly.. “So, Gawain gave me one of his swords to “mark the occasion,” as he put it…”

Fuck, he missed his brother.

“I think it was kinda like a claymore…?”

@son-of-pendragon >> starter call

"What if you wielded a big-ass claymore? Big enough to cut a boulder in two?"

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Reblog if you're okay with people coming into your dms or ask box with storylines and rp ideas!

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((The fact that two of my favorite series have a subterranean city/nation called Agatha is both puzzling and hilarious XD Of course, as a Catholic, I don’t believe in coincidences…))

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((…Just remembered that every time Mordred uses his NP (Rampage completely aside), it causes him extreme pain throughout his entire body. A competent Master can provide the magical energy for him to move immediately after, but that doesn’t do anything for the agony he’s already in — it actually makes the pain worse. Factor in Rampage, and Mordred’s burning out both body AND soul when using his NP.

…I should really stop being surprised by the sheer amount of self-harm this boy does.))

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Trope :>

For every “Trope” I get, I’ill post a TV trope for my muse

“Well Done, Son!” Guy

Was obsessed with earning Arturia's approval, but the first time he tried to open up to Arturia, he was told he wasn’t Arturia's son and he wouldn’t be her successor, which made Mordred think his Father hated him. He still wants Arturia's approval, and his wish is to try to pull the sword from the stone, which he assumes he'll do without a problem. He felt it was the only way to earn his Father’s recognition.

Taken to extremes in Camelot, where Mordred is so eager to fulfill the Lion King's commands that he doesn't bat an eye at slaughtering anyone that gets in his way if the Lion King wills it. Despite knowing the Lion King doesn't care at all about him — knowing his Gift burned his soul with each use, and that he would be left to die with the rest of Humanity — he’s still willing to go to the lengths he does out of the hope he can earn his Father's approval even if it means Mordred’s own death.

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scared sentences for your scared needs … sentence starters

“Hide me!”

“Who’s there?!” 

“It wasn’t human!”

“You can’t do this!”

“Get away from me!”

“Don’t let them hurt me!”

“This can’t be happening!”

“Please! Please, help me!”

“I-I know someone’s there!”

“Please… please, I’m scared.”

“Don’t touch me! Don’t touch me!”

“Are you… are you here to hurt me?”

“There’s… there’s something in here.”

“No, don’t make me go in there alone!”

“Stop! Please, stop, you’re scaring me!”

“No, no, no, don’t leave me here alone!”

“No, stop! Stay away! I said, STAY AWAY!”

“I saw it! You have to believe me, I SAW it!”

“Wait! I d-don’t… I don’t know what you want!”

“I’m not lying! It was right there! It was right THERE!”

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((I’m Not Crying, You’re Crying 😭 Fou…))