[kalematsuba]

King’s Quest print of Graham and Achaka for Tsukinocon in 2 weeks 👌 I always make this stuff so last second rofl

you can also preorder it from my store here , ty ❤️‍

[bardiisms-blog]

▲ ((reroll if it's inappropriate please <3))

 how did he end up with graham ? really, graham could’ve  gotten so much better - and he just settled on dating gilbert,  a poor, emotionally unstable guitar player. what did graham  see in him ? graham was AMAZING, and gilbert was just - eh .  all of the gilbert’s insecurities were eating away at him as he  glanced over at his boyfriend on the couch next to him, and  he couldn’t help but ask,        ❛ do you still like me ?  ❜

[pcckets-blog]

“Nah, I don’t like you….”

"...I love you!” 

He said as he brought in the other for a hug. 

[pcckets-blog]

“Oh gosh!!! I nearly forgot!”

Honestly, he would be glad to be distracted by this guy any day. He started to try and get himself hyped up for the duel, maybe Gilbert would be by the sidelines cheering for him, and maybe they could hang out later!

Graham stood up to head off to try and find Triumph. He grinned down at the bard.

“Hey, u-uh I’ll be at Wente’s b-bakery after, so uh..”

He ran off before he finished, he was too embarrassed to finish and he didn’t want to be late either. He was pretty sure that he would lose if he was late to a Duel of Speed.

[pcckets-blog]

“I..Uh…Y-You too?”

Graham had half a mind to scream “DISTRESS!” but he didn’t want to get the man in trouble - if the guards actually believed he was in distress, which he certainly was. He hadn’t expected the cutie to compliment him of all people.

[bardiisms-blog]

   this was such an awkward situation, jesus christ - and the other aiming the    compliment back at him - oh, the poor bard hid his face in his hands, flustered    beyond belief. he tried to promptly change the subject, but couldn’t even manage    to make a coherent sentence, finally just muttering out.            ❛ i, i, uh, s-sorry.  ❜

[pcckets-blog]

“N-no, it’s a-alright!”

He always had that horrible habit of stuttering when he was nervous, and gee was he nervous now. His face felt like it was going to melt from the heat.

“Uh, i-it was.. really s-sweet of you to say that!”

[pcckets-blog]

“I..Uh...Y-You too?”

Graham had half a mind to scream “DISTRESS!” but he didn’t want to get the man in trouble - if the guards actually believed he was in distress, which he certainly was. He hadn’t expected the cutie to compliment him of all people.

[svperjail-blog]

The prisoner had recently arrived, and shortly after he got situated in his cell, he was suddenly called to the warden's office. He wasn't scared, but he was a bit intimidated by someone who only went by 'The Warden.' Although, this guy certainly wasn't scary now that he saw him in person. "It’s hard to listen to you with a straight face.” ((genocide graham verse))

{ 🎩 } -                           the warden hadn’t been able to learn much about                    the newest inmate brought in - except the fact that                     their name was GRAHAM and they had murdered four                   people in cold blood - which was pretty badass, in                    the warden’s opinion. in fact, that’s why he had invited                    the man up here ; maybe he could bargain with them ?                   a shorter sentence if they’d put their badassery to good                    use ? as they walked in, he went on to do his usual                   introduction.                       ❛ hi ! i’m the WARDEN, and — ❜

                                                                         ❛ HEY !!! ❜

[pcckets-blog]

“Alright then.”

He didn’t even bother asking what he had to do. Graham figured he had nothing to lose. Not that he expected to lose anything from whatever this guy was gonna make him do.

“What do I have to do?”

[svperjail-blog]

{ 🎩 } -                             ❛ just ODD jobs  — helping jailbot put down a few                       riots, stuff like that . ❜                    to say the least, he was a bit surprised with how …                    COMPLIANT that graham was being . why would                    someone agree to a deal they knew nothing about ?                    for all graham had known, the deal could’ve been                    deadly to him !!!

[pcckets-blog]

“Sounds easy enough to me..”

Riots couldn’t be that bad, could they?

“Wait, Who’s jailbot?”

[samanthamillercru]

Send 📚 + a number and I will open a random book and flip to that page number, typing out the first quote I see.

[thecostofaneye]

pcckets:

”Hey, Achaka!”

Graham hadn’t been able to see the other for quite a while, since the duty of being a king meant that he had many appointments to make and such. He approached his friend and grinned at him.

“How’s being king treatin’ ya?”

The older man rose from his throne, smiling very slightly as he looked down at Graham. It certainly had been a little while since they’d seen each other. Probably not since his coronation. 

“It is very different.” Achaka spoke in English, somewhat proud to show how much better he’d gotten since his lessons had begun. His accent was still clearly present, but it was a little easier to understand him than it had been back when he was still just a hopeful knight. “A lot of work, and stress. But, I am honored to be here.” 

He still couldn’t believe he was in this position, honestly. No matter how much he wished he was still be a normal knight, he was happy with how things were. Mostly.

“Very nice to see you, Grahama.

[pcckets-blog]

“It’s great to see you too!”

Graham tried his best to not show exactly how excited he was - which was quite a lot. Despite the fact that he hadn’t won in the tournament, he felt that Achaka would be a better king than he ever would be.

[svperjail-blog]

The prisoner had recently arrived, and shortly after he got situated in his cell, he was suddenly called to the warden's office. He wasn't scared, but he was a bit intimidated by someone who only went by 'The Warden.' Although, this guy certainly wasn't scary now that he saw him in person. "It’s hard to listen to you with a straight face.” ((genocide graham verse))

{ 🎩 } -                           the warden hadn’t been able to learn much about                    the newest inmate brought in - except the fact that                     their name was GRAHAM and they had murdered four                   people in cold blood - which was pretty badass, in                    the warden’s opinion. in fact, that’s why he had invited                    the man up here ; maybe he could bargain with them ?                   a shorter sentence if they’d put their badassery to good                    use ? as they walked in, he went on to do his usual                   introduction.                       ❛ hi ! i’m the WARDEN, and — ❜

                                                                         ❛ HEY !!! ❜

[pcckets-blog]

“Alright then.”

He didn’t even bother asking what he had to do. Graham figured he had nothing to lose. Not that he expected to lose anything from whatever this guy was gonna make him do.

“What do I have to do?”

[svperjail-blog]

The prisoner had recently arrived, and shortly after he got situated in his cell, he was suddenly called to the warden's office. He wasn't scared, but he was a bit intimidated by someone who only went by 'The Warden.' Although, this guy certainly wasn't scary now that he saw him in person. "It’s hard to listen to you with a straight face.” ((genocide graham verse))

{ 🎩 } -                           the warden hadn’t been able to learn much about                    the newest inmate brought in - except the fact that                     their name was GRAHAM and they had murdered four                   people in cold blood - which was pretty badass, in                    the warden’s opinion. in fact, that’s why he had invited                    the man up here ; maybe he could bargain with them ?                   a shorter sentence if they’d put their badassery to good                    use ? as they walked in, he went on to do his usual                   introduction.                       ❛ hi ! i’m the WARDEN, and — ❜

                                                                         ❛ HEY !!! ❜

[pcckets-blog]

“Hello there.”

The prisoner attempted to hold back laughter. His outfit was just so goofy! With the rotten-grape-purple suit and such. He certainly had no reason to be concerned for his safety. Despite this, he was still curious as to why he was invited to this strange room.

“Why did you ask for me?”

[thecostofaneye]

@pcckets liked for a starter! 

Kingly duties had him antsy. When he’d accepted such a position, he hadn’t quite realized just how little time he’d have to  leave the castle. That all was getting the new king on edge – becoming irritated with everything new that kept coming up when he could still hardly communicate with the royal guards. He really needed to work on his pronunciation… 

His mind kept wandering off to things, so much so that it hardly registered when the door to the main hall began to open. Achaka assumed them to be royal guards, and was prepared to just ignore them, only to have that feather appear in his peripheral vision. Slowly, the man looked up and toward the younger man.

“Ah. Grahama.” 

[pcckets-blog]

”Hey, Achaka!”

Graham hadn’t been able to see the other for quite a while, since the duty of being a king meant that he had many appointments to make and such. He approached his friend and grinned at him.

“How’s being king treatin’ ya?”

[bardiisms-blog]

         ❛ thanks ! ❜

   a grin crossed gilbert’s face as his name was complemented -    that wasn’t something that happened often ! now,      curiosity went on to spur him to ask further questions,    setting his lute against a tree while they spoke.             ❛ well, uh, why are you here, from whatever town          you’re from ? sounds like you’ve traveled a long           way, yeah ? ❜

[pcckets-blog]

Oh gosh, his smile’s cute too!

“Well, I came here to become a knight! I’m just on my way to the Duel of Speed right now!”

He couldn’t hold back his excitement for the tournaments - after all, it did take so long to get here.

[bardiisms-blog]

   a - a knight ? oh, gilbert could already feel a blush  crossing his    face (  more than it had been prior ). god, this guy was cute AND   a knight ?!         ❛ oh, uh, really ? well, uh - um, do you think you’ll win -            i mean, i hope you’ll win, i mean , um … ❜

[pcckets-blog]

“You okay? You look a little flustered there!”

Graham removed his hat to wave it at him. It blew a gentle breeze.

“Yeah, it’s pretty hot out here.”

He pointed at his own face. It seemed as red as his cape.

“See? I’m all hot too!”

[bardiisms-blog]

         ❛ thanks ! ❜

   a grin crossed gilbert’s face as his name was complemented -    that wasn’t something that happened often ! now,      curiosity went on to spur him to ask further questions,    setting his lute against a tree while they spoke.             ❛ well, uh, why are you here, from whatever town          you’re from ? sounds like you’ve traveled a long           way, yeah ? ❜

[pcckets-blog]

Oh gosh, his smile’s cute too!

“Well, I came here to become a knight! I’m just on my way to the Duel of Speed right now!”

He couldn’t hold back his excitement for the tournaments - after all, it did take so long to get here.

[bardiisms-blog]

    gilbert had to resist shuddering at the cacophony that     the other elicited from his poor lute - and had to further     resist ripping it out of the man’s hands, just trying to nod     along - hoping his cringes weren’t THAT evident. Really,     even though the man was less than talented at any musical     endeavor - he was absolutely ADORABLE. So, the bard     decided to distract himself by the awful din the other     was making by speaking,            ❛ so, what’s your name ? ❜

[pcckets-blog]

“Graham Cracker! Thanks for asking!”

He handed the lute back to him, figuring out how much that he hated his lute-ing skills by his very obvious cringes. Despite the fact that he discovered how bad his playing skills are - this man ( and a cute one, he might add ) had cheered him up from how gloomy he was earlier.

“And what’s your name?”

[bardiisms-blog]

   gilbert gladly took back his lute, making a mental note    that he wouldn’t let  the other man - graham ( god, that    name was cute ! ) -  use it anymore, in fear that they    would break it. anyways, back to the conversation !!!               ❛ gilbert castagnol. just call me gilbert             though, yeah? um … i don’t think i’ve             seen you around, where are you from ? ❜

[pcckets-blog]

“Oh, I’m from out of this town outside of Daventry!”

He figured that Gilbert wouldn’t recognize what town he was speaking of. Oh no, Gilbert is such a fitting name for such a cute guy! He looked down - even if he was only about an inch taller - to smile at him.

“That’s a great name!”

[pcckets-blog]

“So, friend!!!”

In a burst of - very unexpected - excitement, he jumps around the knight as he would have in past timelines.

“Do you like screaming? Cause i do! What's your availability for sleepovers??”

“Are we in a secret alliance!?”

[bardiisms-blog]

    gilbert had to resist shuddering at the cacophony that     the other elicited from his poor lute - and had to further     resist ripping it out of the man’s hands, just trying to nod     along - hoping his cringes weren’t THAT evident. Really,     even though the man was less than talented at any musical     endeavor - he was absolutely ADORABLE. So, the bard     decided to distract himself by the awful din the other     was making by speaking,            ❛ so, what’s your name ? ❜

[pcckets-blog]

“Graham Cracker! Thanks for asking!”

He handed the lute back to him, figuring out how much that he hated his lute-ing skills by his very obvious cringes. Despite the fact that he discovered how bad his playing skills are - this man ( and a cute one, he might add ) had cheered him up from how gloomy he was earlier.

“And what’s your name?”

[pcckets-blog]

bardiisms started following you

He hadn’t been having the best of days, an adventure had turned sour yesterday, as well as his milk this morning. He decided to go for a walk - as he usually does when he’s feeling down. As he passes a tree, he does a double-take as he sees someone strumming on a lute. He sits next to them, his back leaning against the oak.

“That’s so cool!!!”

[bardiisms-blog]

  a grin found its way across the bard’s face as this man   watched him in awe. he hadn’t been in daventry for long,   so he didn’t know who exactly this STRANGER was -   ( really, if anything, he had been more interested   in meeting those knight hopefuls dressed in armor -   really, he would’ve NEVER expected this guy to be a   knight ) but either way, gilbert did appreciate the   adorable man complimenting him. not letting up   his strumming, he continued on to respond.             ❛ thanks, ❜     after a moment of hesitation, and almost as an   afterthought, he asked ;              ❛ you wanna try ? ❜

[pcckets-blog]

“I’d love to!”

Graham took the lute in his hands and attempted to strum it. The sound - although it seemed wonderful in his own ears - was horrible. This instrument would do far better in Gilbert’s possession. After all, he was an expert at lute-ing. Or at least that’s what Graham thought he was, as well as what he thought the term for playing a lute was.

“Wow! This is amazing!!!”