sacredtongues

. he/him, eighteen .

[sacredtongues]

wyll, he/him, 19. bi aro black trans man. vers switch w/ dom top tendencies. otherkin + therian, plural system, generally neurotic. wandering paladin, local folk hero, man-at-arms. i have an autistic sense of justice and i'm channeling it into making fantasy porn textposts :)

this is a kink blog, not a BG3 one! i simply kin the shit out of wyll ravenguard. header and profile art from here. my main is @mawchine.

about me. hail and well met! i am wyll ravenguard, blade of frontiers. yes, the one from baldur's gate. no, this isn't an rp blog, this is a kin/system thing. yes, it is kind of confusing to explain. to be blunt; i am always the same person as my host, orpheus (@babydrummer), but he isn't always 'me.' i am both my own person and a 'part' of an already existing person. does that make sense? no? i know.

tags & kinks: #(ramblings) - general chitchat, monsterfuckery, perversion with little-to-no nuance. sometimes there is no deeper meaning, i am just horny. #(the oathkeeper) - knights, chivalry, religion/hierophilia, royalty. all things polite and soft, warm touches under your typical light fantasy aesthetic. #(the oathbreaker) - a bit more dubious or taboo things, typically non-con. (or even just explicitly 'meaner' posts.) your lovely paladin is hiding a dark secret.

what to expect. to hold onto faith when there is nothing else left. to pray to gods who never answer. to carve belief from the rocks beneath you. to write laws into the air and make them fact. to serve a people that love you, to defend the walls of a home that cares for you, to pry heaven from the jaws of hell. to learn to be good.

[bugbugly]

what if you were about to become a knight but first☝️you have to get naked in front of other older knights as you rid yourself of impurity in a steamy bath and the other knights tell you how to be a good boy i mean a good knight. and then you’re put to bed to dry

[darling-peony]

Do not go gentle into that good knight. He likes to be fucked much harder than that.

[chaaistheanswer]

On duty 🫡

[mahamayax]

[acastlemuse]

I need a fully armored knight to look down at me from his horse and all I can see are his pretty eyes through his visor and he is so transfixed by my beauty that he stops dead in his tracks to look at me and I smile at him and give him a flower or perhaps a cloth or ribbon to show my favor and he never takes his eyes off me as he takes my gift and my naked hands touch his cold armored fingers and he bows his head while looking into my eyes and he cannot get himself to move he is rooted to the ground by my presence and he watches me disappear around a corner but not before I look back over my shoulder to smile at him and it is as if a spell has been cast over him he became mine the moment our eyes met and he will not rest until he knows my name and has my hand in marriage

[lance-du-lac]

It is quite amusing to see how my attitude wildly changes depending on who you are within the castle.

A king or queen? I am loyal and bound to every word. I am theirs to use as they see fit. They may command me into any position they wish. They may tire of the responsibilities and the weight of the crown, and it is my job to lessen any burden they have. Whether it is riding off to war or bending at the knee in a more intimate setting, I am happy to serve.

A princess? I am happy to take the lead once I am given permission to do so. I am also content on sticking to my knightly duties and longing from afar. I would hope that if the princess is to be married off, I am to go with her as a part of the entourage of servants that tend to her every need. I wish to be her personal guard, her confidant, and if I may be so lucky, her lover. I intend to spoil her in every which way, as a princess deserves.

A prince? I am more likely to be rolling my eyes beneath my visor with every demand. I oft dislike the bratty demeanor. If he is to take up the crown and be king, I shall challenge him in my own ways. If he is able to command me well and tame me, so to speak, only then will I accept his rule. I have no intent on handling princes with delicacy. Expect the cold bite of metal upon your skin if you wish for my touch. But if that sort of treatment is what you wish, I will deprave you of it. Show me you are worthy to command me.

A priest or sister? You know of my sins. Of my desires. I dare not speak of what happens behind closed doors where it is only us and the lord. I trust you will not speak of them either, despite breaking the initial vows you made.

A fellow knight? Wonderful. I enjoy a good spar. Let me see sparks fly between our blades. I want our shirts to be soaked in sweat, to see bruises when we are done. To laugh with an arm over your shoulders. I can trust that our relationship will not change after exchanging blows when we need to let out the pent up aggression. You are a dear friend, a comrade of mine.

A squire? A trusted one. But not in the way one would trust a fellow man, but that of a tool. You are entrusted to my armor and taking care of me. I do not have any words to say, but you are content with me never looking in your direction. Why else would you still be attending to me?

A maid? I have far too much respect for the services you provide. Whatever services you offer, I must return. What we do likely must be done in cramped spaces with hushed voices, but I am happy to oblige. You help wash the blood off after all.

A jester? A fool? Your job is to entertain, is it not? Do not waste my time. Make yourself useful or get out of my sight. Royalty may enjoy hearing your songs and jests, but I prefer when your mouth is quiet and is being put to good use.

[pawbeanies]

making a pact with my most loyal and brave knight. we must seal the pact. with a kiiiiiiiiiss

[lovewritteninthestrands]

pilot eyes

[pnglove]

anatomical heart with flowers and butterflies handmade beeswax candle

[descendinight]

Icy rivers，Scarlet castle

[descendinight]

[pawbeanies]

heyy can we do a sexy roleplay where im a prince from a fallen kingdom and youre the powerful warrior who has taken me for their own pleasure. yes? yipeeee ok so before we start first here's a google doc with the whole history of the fictional land we're both from and the intricate geopolitical workings of the- oh yeah and here's a supplementary doc on the agriculture and trade routes of said fictional land and stuff and yes this is important. the dirty talk has to be lore accurate

[pawbeanies]

hi. hi. hi hello this one cannot be left in the tags thank you deeply so much tumblr user dorbu. you understand. you Get It... The Post...

[tenderstems]

a rare photo of florence ascending to mount olympus to mingle with the gods where she belongs

[cinnlytamon]

[p-applebun]

[some-call-me-menace]

you know how some people sleep with guns or knives under their pillows for protection? KEEP YOUR KNIGHT IN YOUR BED INSTEAD!! FOR SAFETY REASONS!! THAT'S YOUR LIVING WEAPON!!!! #mylivingweapon

[sweetwhumpandhellacomf]

@sacredtongues

[sacredtongues]

i’ve currently been entertaining the concept of a lost, lonely cowboy who’s been separated from his gang, stranded out in the middle of the far west. right as he approaches starvation, he happens across an abandoned shack, half-buried in dust— and the man crucified in front of it.

he claims to be able to work miracles. and he might as well be telling the truth, because no man could survive a few nights out here, hung up like a pig, with nothing to protect from the elements. he promises the wanderer a life of luxury. pleasure beyond his wildest dreams, if only he lets him down from his hanging post.

the cowboy knows better. he sees the man’s fangs underneath those plush lips. he knows what a vampire is, storybook or not, and how they lie and cheat and steal their way to a bloodied meal. yet…

the shack provides shelter from the incoming dust storm. and every few hours, he catches himself gazing out of the ruined window, at the crucified man. at the way his hair falls, the way his chest rises and falls with each breath…

a life of luxury, he was promised. with him, goes unspoken.