May 24
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.
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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.
slamming your knights visor down when you’re finished talking to them, like slamming the phone back on the receiver.
my knight you have to live you have to get up you have to put your hand over your wound and hold it there. you have to keep walking and walking and walking because you cannot lay down yet, it’s not time. wipe the blood off your breastplate and look up into the sun. lean on your sword if you need to. lift one foot after another. get up. get up. this would be a pitiful grave.
we ride for hope and joy and to thrive, however the world may be
new sketchbook, time for pinups
(flirting) what if i named my sword after you and kissed the blade before each battle for good luck