#tyranicalking

[valiantlionheart]

@tyranicalking​

︱♚︱ ►►  ″ Our Master has requested that thou come home to thee or shall be                          forced upon to return.   ″

[enki-archer]

tyranicalking liked your post:Walks in three hours late with starbucks

You disgust me 

[subparsanta-a]

Steals one of her glass of Raw Eggs to chug it cause ahh he needed some good ole proteins. So he will graciously accept [Read Steal] some of her glass of raw eggs for himself. (If you expected something serious I apologize deeply)

@tyranicalking

FROWNS LOUDLY. GET YOUR OWN GLASS OF EGGS WTF. KICKS HIM IN THE SHIN.

[endsavior-a]

tyranicalking replied to your post:       ❛ … UH, is there no one to tear them apart...

It’s best you don’t interfere. :^)

     ONE FEAR.

[valiantlionheart]

@tyranicalking can be a challenge but mostly isn’t, perhaps. 

︱♚︱ ►► ″ If that be the case, bare not insult while I simply test something out.     ″ 

Suddenly a hand were evasively placed on the bare chest of the King of heroes like it were no matter of consequences, desiring to feel if there were radiating warmth that were above the human temperature or if were normal.                             ‘He’ were feeling bold and quite playful.   

[valiantlionheart]

@tyranicalking are showing claws again. 

One may have control over the shadows of companion      did not mean that King are aware of actions done behind the back of King’s gaze. 

Thus anyone could imagine the sheer confusion upon Wandering King’s face when King of Heroes were calling upon name with sheer force as if “he’ had once more done something.

︱♚︱ ►►  ″  E-EH?. ″ 

Face said it all. ‘He’ were confused over the reasoning of name being yelled at, when nothing had been done this time. Finger pointed towards at face, basically to ask if it were ‘He’ that Berserker were referring towards.

[valiantlionheart]

A gift have been laid for the saber by a berserker though not by hand. It was wrapped half heartedly with the others name and class. He did not care about this holiday or it's custom but the saber was the only one to ever fight him properly here. In the box was a replica of one of his many treasures the one that would eventually become Excalibur made as a real blade sharpened that if touched would make you bleed. Probably the nicest thing he's ever done for anyone.

Bedridden, ordered strictly to rest and keep still, least those bandaged injuries were to start bleeding out again and prolong mana restoration. 

Slumbering for the most part, he’d missed the one whom had laid the messy wrapping besides bedside. Head tilted with curiosity of what it could be, the way it were encased were for the holidays it seemed. 

Some moment later, eyelids lifted for crimson to look over towards what were left to him, addressing by name and class. 

Carefully moving arm towards, fingers plucked the wrapping and lifted it towards onto lap, unwrapping and he nearly YELLED at the replica, covering mouth to only cough loudly his excitement. 

How he did not care body were not even half retained, nearly getting up from bed to take the blade with in a test, to honour the one whom had spared the most treacherous thing of gifting the King a piece of Arthur themself and he would have gone off to train with weapon, if not for a certain ‘NURSE’ to stop such advances, there would be an actual loud yell coming from within the ward as he was MADE to stay in bed.  

    Testing blade would have to come later when injuries and mana had fully been restored.

[magusxofxflowors]

tyranicalking começou a seguir-te

“Howdy friendly neighborinoeeno king!  I see you already know merlin the pervert. I am marlino, and i am a whole diddily ding dong different person.“