So 2 moons ago the king said he was cutting rations by half and we all began gathering pitchforks.
But on this day he announces that he is doubling rations and you all cheer and bend the knee to him? Is he not the one that took the rations in the first place?
And while on this subject the people are the ones growing the rations! I see not the king doubled over sowing the ground. I see not dirt crusted under the king’s nails? Ney, what I do see is a king with a full belly, clean hands, and a golden latrine in which he defecates.
But no, you all are not ready for that conversation
ok finally caught a break, so i was drinking with this knight that I'm pals with and it was fun but like halfway through he just kept talking about this jester??? and like there's really only one jester that fits the description and I'm like. for someone that has ALLEGEDLY gotten with the princess (I am making no statements about her highness pls dont hang me), he's got some. interesting taste.
My familiar. The imp girl. She has undergone some sort of bizarre metamorphosis. She's gone from being like two and a half feet tall to being like four feet tall. Her horns are longer and curl back around her ears. Her tongue changes color with her mood. She gets along with my hat now. There are a thousand interesting things to talk about here.
The most interesting thing is that she can possess people now.
I had her unsummoned for a bit so she could take a nap in her extradimensional space, you know how it is, and when I pulled her back out, she was different. (She also has abs now, despite having the fattest tits I've seen on a girl that short. God damn.)
She has better control over fire magic now, and she can SLIP INTO A PERSON'S SHADOW TO CONTROL THEM. She did it to me by accident, then made me cum my goddamn brains out. Is it a conflict of interest to be in love with your familiar. Someone tell me right now. Please.
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This is a blog for medieval and fantasy roleplay of both the general fun and hornyposting varieties. Alt character sideblogs listed at foot of post, all follows/likes/asks will come from here.
See #errant for original creative writing, subdivided into #errant lusts for mature content and #errant dreams for the rest.
Information about the scribe is below the cut.
I am Sir Gareth of the Esterlands, only recently arrived in this kingdom and seeking to build my life, reputation and honour anew. I beg you, do not enquire further into my Tragic Backstory™️, I cannot bear the shame of discussing it.
(note from the scribe: Reader you can absolutely enquire further, indeed it is to be encouraged. The experience of shame is exquisite enrichment for our dear Sir Gareth.)
My silent yearnings may be provoked by humans of any stripe, and by several types of nonhuman besides. However I yearn most ardently in the direction of:
- men (of any AGAB)
- dick (of any/no gender)
- genderfucky & androgynous aesthetics (with any AGAB and any/no gender)
- lovers of power exchange (I'm a switch)
The more of the above boxes you tick, the more likely I will yearn for you. If you tick them all I am almost certainly yearning for you already.
(note from the scribe: The identity and features of your scribe are deeply irrelevant to the yearning process. Sir Gareth has no time to dillydally with thoughts about the being behind your curtain.)
Here be kinks:
- rape & nonconsenting scenarios, all tagged #noncon these are not typically violent, though restraints may feature; I'm more into the 'being gently seduced into having a wonderful time against your will' flavour of noncon
- older knight x younger character, all tagged #elderknight this is strictly an opt-in dynamic and not something I will engage in unless you are specifically looking for it; for my fuller thoughts on this you can search #elder-knight-thoughts
- intox
- somno (sleepy preferred to flat asleep)
- mind control
- obsession/possession
- denial (especially of the slow, soft, gentle, sweet torture variety)
- worship & devotion
- condescension
- shame, guilt & humiliation
- probably more that I'm not thinking of right now, feel free to enquire if I'm into this or that
The Scribe
Art credits:
My faithful scribe is forty-mumble years of age, white, AuDHD, chronically fatigued, panromantic, demisexual, and a freshly hatched transmasc who has recently discovered he is NOT grey-ace actually, it was the fucking contraceptive pill all along, and now despite not even being on T yet he is suddenly very fucking horny all the time like he hasn't been since he was a fumbling teenage virgin; but hey, for all that the guy is of little consequence really. Pay no attention to the moans wafting in from behind the curtain.
Profile and header pics are courtesy of Sebastian Dziekoński
Sideblogs:
- @earl-of-cumberland (more RP hornyposting)
- @something-ancient-and-powerful (more RP hornyposting)
- @a-knight-offduty (for non-knight things, will also include some hornyposting)
- @a-knight-grizzled (my sfw sideblog where I interact with adults and minors alike)
i have to keep reviving my stupid chud berserker because they keep running directly at genbu the tyrant of the tides and impaling themself on the shell. fml.
Prepping for a joust, and lowkey? I’m kinda worried, some fucker of yon mother just pulled out a flaming sword and started screaming “SHOULD I NOT BE THE CHOSEN OF THE SEVEN NAMELESS GODS STRIKE ME DOWN.” Turns out he’s in the plague tent right now… and I can’t seem to find my squire… fuck why’d I sign up for this.
Fairies dying their hair in my blueberry bush...gotdam punk pixies playing in my infernal zapper on PURPOSE just to get their hair styled and spiked up 🤬 what's a warlock gotta do to get some GODSdambed peace in my GODSdambed glowcap garden