PRINCE LYSANDER βββββ audentes fortuna iuvat.
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH

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@permaroyal
PRINCE LYSANDER βββββ audentes fortuna iuvat.
accepting anything less than mutual devotion feels like betrayal to my own heart.
i could never have a jester of my own. iβm unsure whether or not i could resist their jingling bells, unfunny jokes & audacity.
may you never find solace in anotherβs arms the way you do in mine. may no one incessantly occupy your thoughts the way i do. may your tongue never utter anyone elseβs name.
whenever any of my headmates front without me it feels like giving up control to a peasant
i truly am a hopeless romantic at heart. you know, beneath the many layers of perversion and avoidance and questionable morality
tilting my beloved knightβs chin up with his own sword as he kneels before me; a reminder that his life belongs to his prince, just as his death does.
prince x knight is good. prince x jester is better. prince x prince is perfect IF you make them brothers
brothers. princes. resentment over whoβs bound to take the throne that for some reason also feels like sexual tension. lines between love and hate blurring. they may or may not fuck
Nobody has made me feel safer or more respected than the filthy perverted freaks I was warned about.
i luv obedience thatβs tense and flinchy. lift a hand and they jerk away in fear. move them with a grip to their hair and their movements are stiff like stone. command them and watch a defiant flame trying to flick to life in their eyes. ugh just. ugh
True but I donβt agree
Lick the boot that kicks you
Kiss the hands that hit you
I'd love to feel you kiss me everywhere: my skin, my lips, my insides.
I love to think about how your lips gently touch the surface of my intestines first, and then move higher until you reach my ribcage. Of course, it hurts, but you're too gentle for me to start screaming and thrashing about.
a pretty girl with no bruises is like an angel with no wings
(covered in vomit and blood) who want me