oh my knight @knight--lights - Tumblr Blog

Hello to friends and passersby!

I am an adult, and this is a sideblog I have set up to quarantine the knight kink & a few aesthetics I like to place alongside it.

I do write when I can wrangle the words out, and I hope to make some knightly indulgences of my own some time, but for now I am just appreciating the fields.

#and the handsome knight waiting at my door #i'll figure out more tags when i yap more

jennaflare

oh wonderful i will get some mileage out of this as a new reaction image

lethalwizard

effemimaniac

getting lost in evil pervert fantasy warmly smiling and gently shutting my eyes in such a way that onlookers would assume I am reminiscing my favourite Christmas past

writing-is-a-martial-art

truly some people have no genre savviness whatsoever. A girl came back from the dead the other day and fresh out of the grave she laughed and laughed and lay down on the grass nearby to watch the sky, dirt still under her nails. I asked her if she’s sad about anything and she asked me why she should be. I asked her if she’s perhaps worried she’s a shadow of who she used to be and she said that if she is a shadow she is a joyous one, and anyway whoever she was she is her, now, and that’s enough. I inquired about revenge, about unfinished business, about what had filled her with the incessant need to claw her way out from beneath but she just said she’s here to live. I told her about ghosts, about zombies, tried to explain to her how her options lie between horror and tragedy but she just said if those are the stories meant for her then she’ll make another one. I said “isn’t it terribly lonely how in your triumph over death nobody was here to greet you?” and she just looked at me funny and said “what do you mean? The whole world was here, waiting”. Some people, I tell you.