#service knight :

[periswirl]

DP×DC Prompt

Love the idea of Danny being a horror movie child.

Like he somehow ends up with a non-supernatural DC family, be it the Kent's or the Batfam, and kind of just....is vaguely unsettling at first.

He stares into dark corners laughs at jokes only he hears. Tells random people things no one else should know.

And, used to weird, his new family let's it slide. Then they start seeing things. His shadow is bigger than it should be. Multiple eyes appear in the dark, watching them. Whispers fill the halls at night.

It's driving some crazy as they can SWEAR that when Danny gets mad they hear the screams of the damned.

Meanwhile Danny is chilling with his bodygaurd Fright Knight and is happy to have visits from his former rogues who make sure to check in on him as he's going through a rough patch in his life and, as a young ghost, is very susceptible to drastic changes.

#Theyre in two completely different genres #The new fam: horror mystery #danny: coming of age found family #like if its the batfam; #tim: theres SOMETHING HAPPENING. i havent slept in days #Duke: the shadows are alive and theyre Angry #Danny: :D wow im so happy to have friends who love and support me #Fright Knight: *unintelligible screams of horror* :] happy to be of service my lord #dc x dp #dp x dc #dpxdc #dcxdp #my post

[themortaldraw]

duos i think people should do more with part one and two

#linked universe #linkeduniverse #lu legend #lu warriors #lu twilight #lu sky #the knights and the guys that hate knights #wild ain't here this ain't about him. and i don't think he considers himself a knight anymore #more about his service to zelda than any knight stuff #mort #art #shrimpdraws

[ky-landfill]

#just your average lit major and his psychiatric service dog #jason todd #dog #arkham knight #all exterior dark wovoka gentle #batman #arkham jason

[ghouljams]

pls can we get a crumb of service top ghost knight doing a quickie in the castle stairwells i beg

I might've misunderstood what part of the service top we were looking for here...

“Thought I might find you here,” Ghost says, you lift your head from your folded arms to look at him. Even a few steps down you have to tilt your head to meet his eye. Your fault for sitting you suppose. You scoot to press against the wall, give him room to sit on the step next to you. Well, not exactly next to you, a step down, enough to give you privacy as you sigh. “Want to talk about what just happened?”

“Not particularly,” You huff, settle your chin in your hands, content just to nudge Ghost with your knee. You like seeing him all dressed up, you know he still has his chainmail under his jacket, you might be the only one that knows that. He’s a handsome figure even with it. It’s too bad he wears a mask for parties, but you suppose that adds to his charm.

You wouldn’t want anyone else to see the crooked nose you’d accidentally broken, or the lips that smile just for you. You reach to straighten his collar, and he catches your hand. Rough calloused fingers lace between your much softer ones. You’re unused to feeling his hands, they speak to years of dedication, hard work. Something you could never dream of. You’re almost jealous that he seems to tell the full tale of his life on just his skin. You sometimes wonder if you’ll even be lucky enough to appear as a footnote in your family tree. You’re sure they’ll be singing Ghost’s songs for generations. 

“All those men just see me as a means to an end,” You grumble. Ghost hums, you wiggle your fingers in his grasp, tapping his knuckles. You try not to hope for his thoughts of you. It doesn’t work, but you still try. 

“Is that why you stomped on the Marques’ foot and ran off?” He asks, amused, never judgemental.

“No,” You frown, stop your tapping, “I stomped on his foot because he grabbed my ass.” Probably trying to get a feel for what he was getting into if he became king. Just the thought of having to go to bed with that man makes you shudder. Ghost is silent for a long moment. It’s an insult against you, you both know it, but there’s little you can do at such a public function. Not like you can have your knight chop off his hand in the middle of the ballroom.

Although you’re sure he wants to. You’ve never seen Ghost stand for any disrespect against you. It’s comforting to know that you always have him in your corner. Certainly makes you less upset that he knows all your hiding places. You think just having him here is enough sometimes, just being near your pillar of safety. Your knight in shining armor.

Ghost twists to stand and face you, pulling you to your feet with your joined hands. “Come on, back to the ball,” He tells you, you pout and he sighs, “None of that, be a good girl for me, princess. Don’t wanna have’ta carry you.” Although the smile in Ghost’s voice begs to differ. You offer him a smile.

“Just to the bottom of the stairs?” You try, you know how easily Ghost caves to you. He releases your hand and you wrap your arms around his neck, feel him wrap an arm around your legs, another around your back. You’re easily lifted into his hold, your legs dangling nicely under his arm as you bury your face against his shoulder.

He’s warm, sturdy. You breathe him in and smell leather, steel, the last tinge of campfire smoke, Simon. You think you feel his head dip, the ever so gentle nudge of his nose against your hair. You press into him, tighten your grip on his shoulders as his fingers tighten on your dress. You haven’t moved, haven’t started your descent down the stairs. Why should you? You have everything you could ever need right here. 

I love you, you think, I never want anyone else to touch me. You pull back enough to look at him, to meet Ghost’s drawn expression. He’s so close, just waiting for you. If you never see another soul you’ll at least have seen him, at least have loved him. You wonder what it would be like to kiss him. You slide your hand from his shoulder to cup his cheek, he closes his eyes like you’ve struck him.

“Don’t-” He rasps, you freeze, “don’t make this harder than it has to be my lady.”

“Of course,” You drop your hand, turn your face away from him. Of course. You swallow down your heart, and feel him start down the stairs.

#cod x reader #simon ghost riley #x reader #simon ghost riley x reader #ghost x reader #simon ghost x reader #ghost mw2 #knight!ghost #princess!reader #medieval au #I forgot quickie means sex #I saw service top and stairwell and just kinda blacked out sorry #complicated princess feelings coming at y'all

[everchased]

i confess i am very curious... what is finch like as a lover

depends on who's holding the leash

#points at him. service top (usually...) #he's kinda rough but waxes dangerously saccharine if you so much as imply praise #make him earn it tho he likes it #it's a knight thing #his tryst with halsin was a wild ride (HAH) because like #halsin stripped ass naked and was talking all this sweetness and IMMEDIATELY dropped to his knees and it was very #y'know those pictures of big dogs being carried and looking confused about it #it was that #next day like: so that was kinda new for me and really nice... next time can u be a little mean tho 👉👈 #oc: finch #bg3 #bg3 tav #nsft #my art

[silverskye13]

nonbinary helsknight is so funny to me. i think that welsknight was their trans awakening not in a gender envy way but in a “whatever gender this guy is i am Not that one” way

CANON

Helsknight popped into the world and said, "You know what? No, actually." His first decision for himself was gender, his next decision was to fight Wels, the rest is history--

#gumy-shark #rns asks #nonbinary helsknight #i feel like if we really wanted to dig into this i could make some fun chivalry statements about all this #a knight who's ideal knight is someone to transitioned from female to Not Female anymore #poetic chivalry as acts of service to women #how they were treated as high tower objects and never given their own agency #how in chivalric tales it was always a Male Knight trying to get a Woman's attention protecting her honor pursuing her virtuously #a knight cant be a woman and Wels cant be trans except Helsknight is #in a way that implies choosing something against a set of rigid roles instilled at birth #roles that wouldve been reinforced by poetic chivaly you see my vision #im on my hands and knees Helsknight is sooooo trans coded oh my god

[fluffypotatey]

I find it deeply aesthetically pleasing, character-wise, that Arthur and Merlin are both very much like their mothers, which is especially meaningful in Arthur's case since he's never known his mother beyond a single painfully brief meeting in "Sins of the Father."

Not only does Arthur look like Ygraine (which adds several layers to the clusterfuck of his and Uther's relationship) but it's clear that he takes after her temperament, too. Yes, he sometimes shows his father's temper, and yes, he does stupid things when he's in a temper, but unlike Uther, who literally took his prejudices to his grave and beyond, Arthur never stays mad at people, and he's overall a far more caring and kind person than his father, which is an interesting case of nature vs nurture.

And then on the other hand, we have Hunith, who told a mounted, armed brigand to go fuck himself, later fought another (also armed) brigand with a twig broom, harboured fugitives on multiple occasions, and raised an illegal magic child out of wedlock, and Merlin "Fuck the Police" Ambrosius, who got in a fistfight, got thrown in jail for the fistfight, called the prince a bitch to his face in a public market square, got in a second, armed fight all within his first 48 hours in Camelot, and then committed treason on a daily basis for the next 10+ years, compared to Balinor, who became a weird antisocial hermit that lived in a cave for twenty years.

couldn't have said it better myself bestie

also, there's a reason hunith and ygraine never met in the show. their dynamic duo would outshine everyone, they'd be unstoppable, untouchable, I FEEL ROBBED

#ahem anyway #yes they do take after their mothers and yes this does provide insight in how merlin and arthur complement one another #and like i just have such a soft heart at the thought of arthur wanting to know about his mother and asking the staff what he can #maybe he asks the older knights who treat him like a nephew they never had and one of the most common thing they'll say is #“ygraine was kind and cared for her people” #“ygraine was not one to abandon the needy when times got tough” #“ygraine saw her role as monarch as one of service and not greed for power” #and mini arthur internalized that shit i accept NO criticism #merlin was a total mama's boy as we all saw and she had him drinking that anarchy juice since he was small #hunith was merlin's first hero and fuck i'm crying #bye i'm too soft for this #bbc merlin #headcanons #arthur pendragon #merlin emrys #hunith #ygraine #hunith & ygraine would have totally wreaked some shit if they ever met i assure you it is a CRIME (to me) THAT SUCH A DUO NEVER *gunshots*

[loaflovesdoodling]

It's done, people.

"I saw you come to this world, pesky knight. I RAISED you. I am your true father, unlike that 'Aeon' weakling.

You belong to me, Meta Knight."

A traumatized borb with daddy issues </3

[you might notice his heart skipping a beat or two if you pay close attention to the audio.]

On another note, here are some cut out sketches under cut (see what I did there??)

TRIGGER WARNING: BLOOD/SCOPOPHOBIA!!

#something something Holy Nightmare Co. actually manages to capture Kirby and turn him into their pawn #but it turns out it's actually all just Meta Knight's dream... or #I guess you could say Meta's 'nightmare'. #oh fuck me 'aight I'm out #tw: panic attack #tw: heartbeat #tw: flashing images #tw: scopophobia #tw: gore #tw: angst #kirby right back at ya #hoshi no kaabii #hoshi no kirby #nme salesman #customer service #nme #kirby #nightmare kirby #nightmare wizard #meta knight #sir meta knight

[spiribia]

first chapter of my webcomic is up. come check it out if you want to

#talks #knight oc #> i ask seraph if the prince is creepy or wet #> hes a serviceable prince your highness

[unexpectedstormy]

Angsty story idea I just had:

Wild is feeling homesick for the home he had before the calamity and before he drew the Master Sword. All the other Links have their places of origin and he wants to know his own. He asks Flora but she doesn’t know where his home was. She only knew him at the castle. He prays to Hylia to show him his home.

Later, the Chain's in his Hyrule and they’re riding horses somewhere and Wild sees a ruined house out in the wilderness surrounded by blue nightshade (which is the symbolic flower of BotW/TotK Link). He realizes that this is his home and he ends up having a long memory of some of his life as a child living there.

He then finds something from that old time like a buried chest of valuables his family buried before the Calamity for safekeeping.

#based on my headcanon that Wild's house isn't the Hateno house or a house in castletown or in the military training camp #but is a random homestead somewhere around Hyrule #historically it is a thing people do--bury their money or jewelry or precious belongings for safekeeping #especially when disaster or destruction is expected or imminent #that's farmers in modern times sometimes find caches of coins or arrowheads or jewelry in their fields when they plough #I can imagine Wild and sister and dad burying their precious items before Wild and knight dad report for service before the calamity #and sister probably went to live with someone else or moved somewhere ''safe'' #I wonder if she survived #I know she probably didn't though #anyways #I'll stop rambling #linked universe #lu wild #story idea #anyone can adopt this idea

[incorrect-first-order]

do yall think the first order army and navy dunk on each other

#we know they have inter-ship rivalry what about inter-service rivalry #(hux voice) wow i can't believe the knights of ren are so annoying they've managed to upstage the navy as the biggest LOSERS in the order

[shinobus-left-eye]

everyone loves you!

#tulala tulala~ #i have done my service for my fellow yumejoshi 🫡 #setting the seniors felt immensely illegal #fine #trickstar #ryuseitai #alkaloid #eden #valkyrie #2wink #crazy:b #undead #ra*bits #akatsuki #knights #switch #mam #double face #jin & akiomi #ensemble stars music #ensemble stars basic #ensemble stars #enstars #あんさんぶるスターズ！ #あんスタ #mo's simping hours #ninja art: the art of video editing #koisuru scramble

[incorrect-star-allies]

Meta Knight: Oh no! I’m doomed!

Bandana Dee: Seriously? All you have to do is not insult Magolor at his own memorial service.

Meta Knight: Exactly! It’s impossible!

#this happened after return to dream land #kirby was the one who insisted on a memorial service #incorrect quotes #incorrect kirby quotes #incorrect star allies #kirby series #meta knight #bandana waddle dee #magolor #source: perchance generator

[ghouljams]

I DONT KNOW WHY, but bewitched by laufey awfully reminds me of knight ghost with princess reader

except the song would be ghost's pov

abso-fucking-lutely you're right on all of that. Here's the bewitching:

If you'd told Ghost that he'd be called on to be the crown princess's personal guard, he would've laughed. He would've told you he was hardly interested in such an "honor" and that he's sure her most royal brattiness must have better prospects to scare off. Surely you must have been such a petty handful that the other knights offered the position had declined, leaving him next in the long line.

Although, it was flattering to hear he was even in consideration. He'd sure worked his ass off to be the best of the best. Making something out of nothing but a failing title thanks to his father's- Well, the man was a better father 6ft underground than he'd ever been in life, and that's all he really needed to say on it. Ghost didn't think much of the summons. He couldn't ignore it, of course, but that didn't mean he had to take it seriously. He could run a little late.

Ghost's pace is slow as he walks through the castle. Admiring the architecture, he told his escort, who looked far less than pleased with that answer. He did his best to stall, hopefully the princess would be fuming by the time he arrived and he could be dismissed easily. No muss, no fuss.

Uneven footsteps race down the hall behind him as he and his escort turn the corner. He pays it no mind, likely a maid, no reason to pay them mind. Until they slam into his back and bounce off. He turns, wide eyed, in time to see you fall on the floor, landing hard on your ass with a pained expression. It doesn't fit such a pretty face. Your chest heaves as you try to catch your breath, and Ghost has to shake himself out of staring at you. His escort has already scurried ahead to see about buying him some time.

"You alright?" Ghost asks, helping you to your feet. You wobble a little, he keeps hold of your hand to keep you steady. "You broken?" He tries, brow furrowing at your changing height as you shift on your feet. He doesn't know you, he certainly wouldn't be here if he did.

"No," You lift your foot, and Ghost glances down, one of your feet already in just a sock, "but, I'm afraid I'm running terribly late." You tell him, glancing behind you and pushing your hair out of your face as you unlace your remaining shoe.

"Maybe I can help you, where-" Ghost watches as you tug your shoe off and shove it against chest.

"Hold that please," He blinks, and takes the heel from you, judging by your clothes you must be of high status. He's never seen a lady running around barefoot before. "Now if you'll excuse me, Sir Knight, I really am in a rush, and I have a baron hot on my tail attempting to hold me hostage another hour still."

Another glance behind you, one Ghost leans to check for as well. You must be quick to have outrun a man he can't even see the sweat of. He wonders if you lost your other shoe somewhere along the way or if you, perhaps, threw it at the baron to buy yourself some time. That look in your eyes is wickedly clever when it meets his again. You nod to him once and slip around him to take off running again.

"Wait, I'm-" Ghost stops, and sighs watching you slide around another corner. "The fuck am I supposed to do with this?" He grumbles to himself, tossing your shoe to his other hand as he walks. He'll pass it off to his escort once he meets up with him again. He's pretty sure he went the same way you did.

The escort looks rather harried when he spots him in front of the reception chamber's doors. Big fancy things that have guards waiting to open them on either side. His escort enters to tell the King and Queen that the newest guard candidate has arrived. Ghost tries not to eavesdrop.

"I haven't needed an escort since I was a little girl I'm-"

"A flight risk," The Queen says firmly

"I'd hardly call running from a daft old man a flight risk," The King grumbles. Ghost chuckles a little to himself. His escort slips back out of the throne room to tell him they're not quite ready for him. Which seems strange considering how much time they've had to prepare.

A maid exits one of the nearby rooms with a pair of slippers and something clicks in Ghost's head. Despite his escort's best attempts at stopping him, Ghost enters the throne room with the maid, and watches your sweet face fall as silence covers the royal family. The maid too, it seems, doesn't know what to do.

"Sir Simon Riley," Ghost announces himself, "I was called about being her highness's personal guard."

"It seems you've already run into each other," The Queen's lips purse, eyes on the heeled shoe in Ghost's hands. He offers the offending shoe to the maid, and takes the slippers.

"This is really-" You whisper to him, Ghost hums, slips the silk slipper onto your foot. You swallow, try again, "I'm sorry to have troubled you, I can't imagine how you must think of me."

"Briefly," He tells her. You're still standing at the bottom of the steps to the throne; apparently having had time only to argue with your parents, not take your seat, in the time between bumping into him and getting here.

"Sir Riley," you start.

"Ghost," he corrects you, "if I'm going to be your guard, I'd like you to call me Ghost."

"Ghost," you start again, not even a hint of annoyance in your voice. Actually, you sound a little embarrassed. It's cute. He likes how easily you give in to him. "I'm sure you'd find this position terribly boring, and a waste of your many talents."

Ghost drops to one knee, and pats his thigh, you quickly raise your foot to settle on him.

"I mean, I'm really not the flight risk my mother thinks I am, and I hardly think you want to accompany me on diplomatic excursions-" he holds your ankle to slip the new house shoe on "-or trips into town. Wouldn't you rather be off, I don't know, fighting marauders and dragons?"

"What do you think knights do, princess?" He smiles, setting your foot on the floor and prompting you for the other one. "It's my privilege to serve you, one I'm enjoying so far."

You feel heat brust over your cheeks, finally taking in the man in front of you. This man is a trained combatant and yet here he is helping you put your shoes on. Christ, you'd literally run into him, and now he was. Why was he treating you so nicely, he should be laughing at the idea of serving you.

"No," He murmurs back, "You can't imagine what I think of you." He stands as you settle your foot back on the ground, and takes your hand, bowing his head to kiss the back of it. "But, rest assured those thoughts are good, my lady."

#acts of service acts of service acts of service #wow princess u sure take orders really fucking readily for someone in a position of power #just with Ghost huh? wonder what thats about #cod x reader #simon ghost riley #x reader #simon ghost riley x reader #ghost x reader #simon ghost x reader #ghost mw2 #knight!Ghost #princess!reader #medieval au #i fucking adore natural subs and i think its fun putting them in positions of power sue me #this one doesnt hurt i hope you all enjoy the fluff

[kbade123]

I recently watched the first episode of NCIS (Yankee White) and all throughout the episode I couldn't help but wonder what all the other agents from later seasons were doing at that moment. And then I started thinking about the ages of those agents.

Yankee White premiered September 23, 2003

Leroy Jethro Gibbs

Age: 52

Nick Torres

Age: 23

Tim McGee

Age: 26

Ellie Bishop

Age: 19

Tony DiNozzo

Age: 35

Jenny Shepard

Age: 40

Kasie Hines

Age: 11 what??

Jessica Knight

Age: 19

Jimmy Palmer

Age: 26

Abbie Sciuto

Age: 34

Ziva David

Age: 24

Leon Vance

Age: 40

Alden Parker

Age: 47

Kate Todd

Age: 30

Clayton Reeves

Age: 18

Jack Sloane

Age: 36

Alex Quinn

Age: 30

Donald Mallard

Age: 70

#ncis #ncis special agents #long running tv shows #ncis 2003 #naval criminal investigative service #leroy jethro gibbs #nick torres #timothy mcgee #ellie bishop #tony dinozzo #jenny shepard #kasie hines #jessica knight #jimmy palmer #abbie sciuto #ziva david #leon vance #alden parker #kate todd #clayton reeves #jack sloane #alex quinn #donald mallard #kbadesposts

[brokentrafficknight]

Can we get Jaune with both Oscar and Whitley? Both male and female versions of the two latter boys

I don't have a female version of Whitley (yet) but I hope this will suffice

#rwby #jaune arc #whitley schnee #oscar pine #whitley knight #pine gold #shovel knight #hadrian's legacy #french maid service