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"There was not a day when I don't miss you; you're all I think about." ...

[knightmarishing]

when the helm obscures the face but you can still feel the intent behind the strikes. anger. hatred. twisted pleasure. i know youre smiling under there while you cleave your enemies.

[pnglove]

[mosslingg]

My liege im sorry to break it to you but your advisor that's actually evil and wants you dead turned out to be straight. I know you really wanted to have an enemies to lovers situation with him. Yeah I'm afraid the poisoning didn't hold any romantic intent behind it. The king of the enemy kingdom is bisexual though, I could send him a letter? Yes, I'll make sure to include multiple threats of homoerotic nature. You will have your toxic yaoi, my liege

[dailyclassicart]

John MacWhirter - "Loch Coruisk, Isle of Skye" (1876)

[oath-of-obsession]

to die in your name is my fondest dream.

to be allowed such a luxury… a foolish thought.

[feathered-royal]

The dragon that kidnaps me always shows up when my knight disappears for a few moments,

I would think that the dragon is just taking out my knight at opportune times but my knight always finds me when the dragon is out and I Swear I saw scales peaking out from under his armor...

[bird-song-studio]

Honor - gouache on paper 2023

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

— Marie-Helene Bertino

[theforsakenprince]

Bet it feels good as fuckkk to rest your hand on the pommel of your sword when the newcomer steps a little too close to your lord who you’ve sworn to protect with your life

[calleido]

[charnel-grounds]

Miles Cleveland Goodwin, “Capricorn”

oil on canvas, 2025

[eethok]

M’lord be it gay if I doth touch lance tips with Ser Gawain?

[stargoose-photo]

Scotney Castle, Kent, England, September 2025.

[1five1two]

'The Poison'. René Magritte. 1939.

[theinternetarchive]

tool or sewing kit, victorian, united kingdom c. 1874-75.

[elmayordelosdiez]

Nikolai Dubovsky, Silence Has Settled (1890)

[delsinsfire]

forgive and forget? wrong. charged two-handed heavy attack with my greatsword of resentment