#drunkknightofcamelot

[kingcenred]

@drunkknightofcamelot liked the starter call  

The day had been long, and Cenred was more than pleased to collapse back into his bed; it was too early to sleep, of course, but he’d already asked his servants to send his dinner straight to his room. Now, all he needed was Gwaine to return from training his men - and he’d be happy. He sincerely hoped that they wouldn’t be disturbed...

[arthuriian]

“You send love letters to the King actually, Gwaine?“ Arthur asked teasingly. He new the letter was not a love letter. Not at all. He knew that he had to open it and ready the news he got the last week, but his men told him there was nothing to worry about so he didn’t bother reading.Arthur was an ass from time to time.

[apurekindness]

@drunkknightofcamelot

It hadn’t come as much as a surprise to Kiara that, when Gwaine learnt of her intention to travel back to where her village once stood, he insisted he accompany her. A woman travelling a distance alone was always at risk, even though she had particular abilities that she could use to defend herself. Of course, she’d tried to persuade him that it was a terrible idea - Arthur was hardly going to let him go without reason, and they couldn’t tell him the truth. Besides, if she arrived to her remaining family accompanied by a knight of Camelot, they’d be terrified! 

“I still don’t think it’s a good idea for you to come,” she warned, as she packed a few of the supplies into her saddle bag. “Have you said anything to Arthur?” Despite her protests, she was secretly glad for the company: it would be several days travelling to reach the village, and from there...well, she could only guess where the survivors had hidden. It could be weeks before they were back in Camelot, and Kiara would not want to spend such time alone! 

[fayofavalon]

@drunkknightofcamelot FOR YOU.

RAMMSTEIN;; Ich Tu Dir Weh I hurt you I'm not sorry It's good for you Hear how it screams With you I have the choice of torment Barbed wire in the urethral tract Throw your flesh in salt and pus At first you die, but then you live more Bites, kicks, hard blows Needles, pliers, a blunt saw What you wish, I don't say no And insert rodents into you I hurt you I'm not sorry It's good for you Hear how it screams

[fineprintinc-blog]

Workaholic || @drunkknightofcamelot

@drunkknightofcamelot

Things felt busier than they actually were around the shop. The regular barista Marie wasn’t available to tend the cafe, and like a big idiot Lux had allowed their hubris to dictate the day. Now they were pressing fresh coffee and checking people out from the same counter. If a majority of their clients weren’t the ever patient, dead eyed mid-terms millennials that basically funded this place, they’d be seeing big blow back on Yelp for this.

After the middle of the morning rush of coffee buyers were through, Lux took a seat at the thin stool behind the counter for a breath. Not too many more were bound to come in right this second, not on a Thursday… hopefully. They decided they’d give themself a break and start wiping down tables and putting some stray books back in their place.

“Note to self,” Lux muttered softly, “write that thank you letter you’ve been meaning to give to Marie for ages. Her service is… 100% appreciated.”

Nudging some of the cutesier book displays back into place yet again (because once it looks cutesy, someone wants to pick up a copy, removing a key color of the rainbow that’s gotta be replaced immediately to keep from looking sloppy- why did Lux do this to themself every damn day?), Lux’s ears perked at the sound of the front door’s silver bell.

“Good morning!” Lux greeted as chipperly as they could muster, a small wave and smile coming to their face.

[mcrleena-blog]

@drunkknightofcamelot

“Are you going to turn me over to the king?” Her voice was sultry, but pumped with poison that was of a snake. She already to her Mother and Father’s dismay, tried to make an attempt to kill the King, but things didn’t quite go as planned. “I am only doing what is right.” She was beautiful, just like Morgana, but her eyes were sapphire blue just like her father’s. She was stolen as a babe and although they searched high and low, she was never found, but they never stopped looking. She was taken by Lilith who was goddess of the night and Lucifer, the bringer of light, and together they brought Merlina up and trained her and manipulated her to think that Arthur was not right for the throne. “Whilst he is on the throne people like me do not get to walk free...”

[xperhapsonedayx]

@drunkknightofcamelot

It was about midday in Camelot. Lia had been staying at the local inn for a few days now, she had decided that the best play to stay while hiding from her Kingdom, was an exceptionally crowded one - where it would be harder to spot her. Certainly, it was the least predictable. She had been a rogue for a couple years now, and her skills had definitely improved especially in the fighting, stealing, and spying range. It wasn’t often that she had been caught, and she generally managed to slip away quick enough, or find herself out of those sticky situations. 

Lia stood out slightly in Camelot, most women wore dresses and looked rather sensible, but it was clear that Lia was more rough around the edges, she didn’t wear armor, but very light and tight clothing - some made of animal fur, and a cape with a hood. There were weapons hidden over most of her body, which were easily accessible to her if she ever needed it. She walked along the marketplace, looking at the many wares that merchants were selling, she avoided eye-contact as best as she could. As she walked, her eyes became trained on a money pouch that she could easily get with a swipe of her hand. It was tied to the man’s belt but that was no issue. As she walked past him, she took out a small knife, grabbed hold of the money bag so it wouldn’t jingle, and cut the string. She put the bag in her pocket and slipped her knife away, thinking about what she might treat herself with.

[aelsell]

Drunk Starter for @drunkknightofcamelot  [♥]

                “But Sir, you are a knight, are you not? And I... I am a damsel in distress!” Tilda’s tone was anything but saddened, for she was already more than tipsy from the wine consumed that night. Camelot was alive with the festivities and Tilda had enjoyed herself a little too much, now she needed the company desperately. “I beg you, no one must know how unsteady my legs are becoming.”

[prat-central]

drunkknightofcamelot: replied to your post: I am pissed, the free trial for the icon thing I...

Have you tried photoscape? It’s not the best thing but it is free!

No, I’ll look into it, I did find one it’s literally just called Editor, and it’s very garbage, so as long as anything is free I’ll give it a chance. Thanks!! :) 

[hairxfsilver]

@drunkknightofcamelot

Evangeline got to her feet leaning into Gwaine as she stood. She walked onward, "You're a nice guy" Evangeline stated, looking up to the Knight. "charming, handsome..charming"

[merlindrinkstea]

Hey you guuuuys!

Hello everyone! As you all probably noticed, or didn’t notice, I have been on a long hiatus. A little over two years, if I’m being exact. 

But as it turns out

So that brings me to my big? sort of big announcement. I will be coming back within the next few months! I will probably be doing replies every other day or so depending on how busy I am.

On a personal note (this isn’t really important): I really hope everyone is still here, because I made a lot of friends two years ago and I will be really bummed if they aren’t here anymore. Not to leave anyone out, but these were people like (in no particular order) @strengthism , @mxrmoreal,  @smclbutmighty, @drunkknightofcamelot, @ofvcrona, @therealpendragon, @xbarcos and @neckerchiefsandmagic They stuck with me throughout this thing and were really supportive! I hope you guys are still here and sorry if I left anyone out!

I hope to be seeing you all soon!

[thewonderingsorceress]

@drunkknightofcamelot - Imma try but it’s hard when I dont’ see notifications I just happened to see your ‘cause I was about to reblog it - But I try to puppies and kitties, thank you lovely <333

[olivierperrier]

Olivier poked his head into the armory, seeing a tall, good looking dark haired man near the swords. "Um, hello." Olivier greeted him, walking into the room. "I'm Olivier, a new knight. Arthur said to come here for help with more weapons..?"

[kingcenred]

Closed:// The Need for an Heir - Gwainred Magic!AU

Rather surprisingly, the year-long marriage between the king and the knight had been almost perfect. After some long negotiations between the two, Cenred had agreed to sign a peace treaty with Camelot - which allowed Gwaine to keep his knighthood without any difficulty. Of course, now he had 'King Consort' to add to his previous title. 

But despite the genuine happiness Cenred had experienced throughout the past year, there was one major concern that constantly niggled at the back of his mind. He had no heir. He needed a child, preferable a boy, to succeed him on the throne after he died. Not that he was expecting that to be soon, but neither he or Gwaine were going to live forever. He'd had long discussions with his advisers, and they had come to two conclusions; neither of which is husband was going to like.

"Gwaine? There is an important matter we need to discuss."

[prat-central]

"Thwack!"

Put “Thwack!” in my inbox and my muse will respond to yours slapping their ass.

“Gwaine, I…uh, appreciate that, but I’m not sure you slapping my ass is going to help cheer me up,” Arthur said, setting down his pint and turning toward his fellow knight and friend. “How about another drink instead?”

[hairxfsilver]

@drunkknightofcamelot continued

Evangeline gave a small raise of her eyebrow as she rode slowly on her stallion. "Alright, company" she agreed, "Though it is only herb picking, I don't see why Arthur thinks I can't go on my own" She gave a slight shrug of her shoulders "Not unless you insisted?"