#knightedrose

[michaaeljones-blog]

        To anyone else, approaching someone who had separated from the crew would be avoided -- awkward, but Michael isn’t like any other fuckin’ square in this city. “ -- Hey dickhead, I need a favor -- get your ass over here.” Relaxed posture with arms folded at his chest, volatile words spoken FONDLY as a smirk tugged at his lips. Leaning against the side of his adder as he glanced up. He honestly thought it would be harder to find Ray. “You still good with a sniper ?  Or has all the DISGUSTING, crappy food you shovel in your mouth on a daily basis dragging you down finally ?”

|| ► @knightedrose​ LIKED FOR A STARTER

[sortamaliicious]

He’s been sitting out on the balcony for a while now, a rose he’d dipped in a potion to make it last forever twirled between his fingers, staring out at his kingdom. Ryan didn’t turn to face Ray. His shoulders sagged with a sigh as he held it out for the other king. “Do you think the reason the roses don’t grow in the gardens here because it’s too cold on the mountain?”

@knightedrose | Kings Starter

[sortamaliicious]

He laughs, even if it hurts his head & his ribs a little. “That would be a great ambient song.” It wouldn’t be that hard to imagine how it’d go. Still, Ryan is actually okay with how the situation played out. It’s better for him to get hurt than Ray. The Gent would gladly take all the damage in the world if it kept him & his crew safe. Years ago he would’ve let them rot if it came to it but times have changed. The Vagabond grew a heart. 

 He reached up to pat Ray’s cheek, shaking his head. “Don’t beat yourself up. I’ve been through a lot worse, you know that.” It’s the truth too. This was nothing he couldn’t handle.

@knightedrose | Continued

[sortamaliicious]

❛❛ You can smile more. It’s okay. ❜❜

🔪 Benevolent Spirits | Accepting

He doesn’t want to smile. When was the last time Ray ever saw Ryan smile before he was… His fists shake at his side & he refuses to stare at the lad. It would only make him more aware of the situation; Ray was dead. There was no way around that fact & here he was hallucinating that the Lad was standing right in front of him. He should’ve smiled more when he was around. He should’ve treated him a hell of a lot better than he did. That time to do so passed, however, & it left the crew in shambles. “What part of this is okay, Ray?”

[sortamaliicious]

‘ no, this isn’t on you. i should’ve been there. ’

🔪 Stranger Things | Accepting

The rational part of Ryan’s brain knows that he shouldn’t be blaming anyone. Ray isn’t at fault just like Ryan isn’t. Well, it’s still slightly his own fault for letting his guard down & getting cocky. His head wouldn’t be pounding with the added feature of stitches because of that. He just side eyes Ray with a grumble as he rubs his face. All he wanted to do was collapse on the couch & pass out. “Your job was to stay put on the roof as a lookout, not babysit me, Ray.” He says tiredly. “I chose to go inside by myself with low ammo. That was my mistake.”

[mogarsignedin-archive]

knightedrose​:

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    Michael’s voice reaches Ray’s ears and he feels like he should shove his face a little further into his pillow, but instead he turns his head and looks up. Blinking helps clear some of his vision but most of his long range sight is still blurry without his glasses- he wouldn’t be able to seen Michael’s pants from where he’s laying anyway. He can see Michael, though- pants-less.

   “You tossed them off somewhere near the dresser.” He mumbles, gesturing towards that side of the bedroom.

Helpful as always, Ray. Why did he bother asking? It’s not like his sight was much better without his glasses, anyway. It was like the blind leading the blind between the two of them. Still, he desperately wanted his pants, so he moved from Ray to begin his search.

“So, are we better friends yet?” he joked, hoping to relieve at least a bit of the awkward feeling in the air. Nope, didn’t work. Felt even more awkward to him now.

[mogarsignedin-archive]

“Pretty Please”

25. Our muses have a one night stand.

“Not that this isn’t already awkward, but have you seen my pants?”

[vagxri-blog]

( knightedrose continued from here )

“You wound me Ray. I’d at least give you a decent viking funeral. Would he really have something to say for thirty seconds? Or would he flip off your corpse and relay a thirty second long string of curses? Sit still, I’ll get my med kit.”