History will call them friends :’)
Once again making my Chivalry/Patience/Burrich agenda everybody’s problem
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History will call them friends :’)
Once again making my Chivalry/Patience/Burrich agenda everybody’s problem
don’t mind me i’m just distraught over chivalry looking at burrich with miserable, imploring eyes often enough that terribly sad farseer eyes belong to him and only him in burrich’s mind. right before this, burrich was expecting fitz to leave, but fitz stood there wanting to stay. how many times did chivalry look at burrich with eyes that told him he wanted to stay.
been a minute since I posted about Dad's Gay Earring
sparring practice for springfest
the accompaniment to The Loyal Heart, His Master's Own by OhGriz
AU where Fitz is Burrich and Chivalry's weird ass Skill baby. Bee style. You get it.
requiescat by briton riviere the burrich x chivalry painting you are
a microfic for the @rote-microfic prompt: dream (152 words). Spoilers through AA.
Chiv jounced our son on his knee. Our boy was a smaller version of him, down to the cowlick on the back of his head. The same smile, same way of throwing their head back when they laughed. Like they were doing now.
I handed Chiv his tea, with honey as he liked, and joined him on the bench. I slung my arm over his shoulder with a casualness I had never before evinced. His leg stopped bouncing to take a sip, and our boy scowled.
“Our son might look like me, but look! He acts like you!” Chiv grinned.
I jolted awake to the sound of a dog whining, the thump of a leg kicking out. Fitz lay before the fire, curled up like a dog, his lips a snarl. His arms and legs paddled as though he ran on all fours.
“Oh Chiv, you have no idea,” I said miserably.
Straightest things Burrich ever did
The Gay Ass earring
Skill juiced his king so good that Chiv locked him away from EVERY1 ELSE FOREVER
broke up with his girlfriend for his boyfriendkingboss
Raised his boyfriendkingboss's son alone AND resentfully
Named his firstborn biological son after his boyfriendkingboss
Shaved himself bald down to the fucking eyebrows when Chivalry died :(
got jilted for his own ex gf by his boyfriendkingboss and STILL STAYED
Blushing while recalling his time spent as "a king's man" (yeah I bet)
threw himself in front of a boar and sustained lifelong injuries for Chivalry
"You look at me sometimes with my lord's eyes"
deathbed regrets included all the things he never said to his boyfriendkingboss
"I've felt the excitement of it, the... completion" OK BURRICH 😃