Perceval, Percy if you're daring. Pronouns are dealer's choice. This is a sideblog so likes and follows won't source from it. I enjoy medieval fantasy and horror.
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Perceval, Percy if you're daring. Pronouns are dealer's choice. This is a sideblog so likes and follows won't source from it. I enjoy medieval fantasy and horror.
My boyfriend is so small I worry I'll lose track of him in headspace and he'll simply disappear. Akin to a mote of dust perhaps.
Apocalypse
Lancelot and Galehaut for "classics... but make it gay II" zine by Nova and Mali early version of this legend was deleted in later Arthurian books, so... I think it's important to remember how much how much LGBT censorship and erasure is still in many, many countries
Love this guy's weird helmet
thinking about the knight but with long hair
I decided to collect my small sketches in one pile
Come on barbie let’s go party
a little shit on swap au with these two. The design of Tarkhov the survivor belongs to @shminald
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Ohh.
and what have i ever done. to anyone.
Spam over. Understand I had no other choice.
checking my drafts seems like things were rough with my roommate the prince of all cosmos for a while there
why does this sound like it came from a repressed gay war poem