Scapular Squire

21 he/they/heLP HEELP MEEEE HEEEEELLLP !minors and proship dni yk the drill! Evil Ass Misbegotten (and funny as fuck) on Twt This be the sexual giggler’s pervert domain, enter only if you dare…

[scapular-squire]

Send me missives of any kind I beg of thee… (thou’rt most welcome to be perverse in nature)

"Scaps", "Scap", or simply "Squire" if y'would

switch/vers pansexual transsexual #beastmode

5’8 hairy titted schizophrenic blonde man is speaking, thou wilt listen and learn

Active on and off but I do regularly check for missives

Shitposting and irl here

unlearning a lifetime of religious guilt one filthy disgusting toe curling back arching nasty perverse knightpost at a time

[I am comfortable with pretty much any term regarding my own genitalia EXCEPT FOR “cunny” bc that’s fucking gross + though I am fully castrated and don’t even got that shit on me no more do not EVER be pulling up with any breeding/pregnancy type of stuff + otherwise just my regular dni applies so no proshippy bullshit]

[sir-big-bass-knight-of-ur-mum]

You should fuck the codpiece, it’s got….. health benefits

[sun-yearning]

grabbing at my knight’s plume as I rub my cunt over their visor

[royally-loved]

I don’t say it loud enough sometimes

FAT KNIGHTS ARE HOTTEST. BIG MEN. BIG TRANS MEN…

Muscle needs padding, let me rest my head on your stomach. Let me grab your sides and feel the way my fingers sink in. Or, until I realize the appearance of softness is just a facade for the sheer force underneath.

[boylurer]

I almost forgot how satisfying it is to kick shields in a duel and put my full weight on people I knocked over.. like sorry we're wrestling now... sorry I'm just a little hard... sorry I'll just hold you down if you squirm so much.... sorry I think I'll need to use you and maybe finish inside....

[royally-loved]

trans knight fucking his trans prince on the hilt of his sword > anything else

[jingle-knight]

I’m soooooo embarrassed. My lord told me “good night,” but I thought he was calling me a good knight, and, well, you could hear it clink against my codpiece.

[quiet-inquiries]

What if I was a young squire who disobeyed their knight? What then? Huh?

[sir-big-bass-knight-of-ur-mum]

Ah, perhaps then after a long night of guard duty we help each other slip off our armour—it is much easier with a bit of help, yes? Cold metal turns to soft, warm skin, illuminated by the candlelight. Wandering hands find themselves in such perfect places, kneading out sore muscles. We often kneel for royalty, but tonight I kneel for you, looking up with wanting eyes as I release you from your undergarments. Tonight I am yours to command, to guide… Your hands holding me where you need me most, and whines ill-befitting of a knight leave my lips just where you enter them.

Perhaps I too am fantasizing about this a bit too much… I can’t help but enjoy the idea of being underneath you.

- Hound

Mkay, no clever response to this. I’m jacking off to this tonight

[ghostlybunnyfiend]

I've heard that knights are supposed to be like holy or some shit like that.cSo i'm just confused on why I never see any knight x priest gay sex???? Seems like a very obvious conclusion everyone should come to tbb

I AM A MAN. Any misgendering will be met with being blocked immediately.

[the-princely-knight]

someone needs to come clean the royal barracks, with the arrival of warmer weather, many of the knights have been going about in mere undergarments most of the day

this has had a positive effect on battalion morale at least....... and with some many beds being shared......we can recruit more troops

[muttrott]

This month's postcard art for art club. Join on or before June 10th to receive it

[jester-of-hearts]

Hello, sweet jester. I come to you not as my normal proud self, but with eyes weary and body aching. I stand tall outside, but as soon as the door closes, the slump in my shoulders makes itself known.

I never considered what to do, once you let me in. Not quite sure what I came looking for.

Honesty, Perhaps. It might seem odd, to turn to a jester with my naked truth, and yet there are none other I would rather entrust it to. My love for my prince, my squire, my fellow knights is true, but you offer a certain respite from the strict rules of the court, and it draws me in. When my days grow long and the darkness creeps closer, it is your face that I think of. Your touch, that I long for.

Respite. Perhaps that is what I seek. A chance to be free of duty, of both servitude and leadership, and exist as something unbridled and true.

I know I'm not alone in my longing for you, and I will not take more of your time than you're willing to give. But please, dear jester. Would you let my spirit breath with you this night?

oh darling, let me tend to you like a squire, hold you like a prince, and take the weight of the world off your shoulders like a knight. a jester can play many roles, all to drop them on the floor at the end and gather you in their arms.

if it's the bed you seek, i'll pepper light kisses on the crown of your forehead while i pull you toward it. like a physician pulling and arrow from it's hastily made home in the flesh—gently, tenderly, and with an aching pace. rest your weary soul in my hands and let me tend to you, to your wounds. let my lips work as hands do to catch your burdened frame. letting each honeyed word drip off my tongue. chasing your soreness, to ease the ache.

in honesty, i will hold you thorn. not the knight, not your title, not your status, but you. the man beneath the silver. the flesh beneath the shell. let my form bleed into your senses. my smell of incense and roses. the warmth of my skin. the softness of my body. the sound of my breath.

we need not fill roles, you and i. merely move together, in tandem, like a dance. the give and take, the joy in movement. so make merry with me, thorn—and worry not of the world beyond these doors ♥︎

[cafandnaps]

My knight could totally beat- beat off- no- beat of- no! Beat up your knight. Shtt fuck. Sir I’m sorry I did it wrong he’s drawing his blade

[the-forcemascinator]

im an ex-catholic hopeless romantic with a knight kink, of course i blur the line between love and worship

[scapular-squire]

Bearable climate conditions have returned to the common areas of our lodgings… I’ve been so hot and hard at work not to mention how equally so elsewhere as of late, that no matter how I’ve attempted to address the pressing issue in my pantaloons (admittedly in only the scant moments where I can afford the time), it seems to become all the more resilient to mine efforts… Which get no less easy with each round on my weary labor-worn form… rrrrgh just take me to the gallows and be done with it alreadyyyyyyy

[knightwatching]

the warmth of blood dripping down cold hard steel