#percival

Short reminder to NEVER give up on what you enjoy doing

Thinking about The Boys (Salome and Percival) and more about my dumb fic. Also forever thinking about Percival after the attack on Iksay. Borus’ callous comments and how Percival is just so quiet and taciturn for once. I like what I wrote for him when they get back to Brass Castle. It’s short, but I dunno, because we’re following Chris we really don’t see how he copes (or doesn’t) with the aftermath, or anything about how the knights hold together (or don’t) after she leaves. He felt ill. His stomach was a roiling mass strangling him, and it had taken all of his focus just to stay on the horse for the return trip. Borus had noted his silence, but once they’d reached the castle, the other knights had left him at the stables. It was supposed to be peaceful, it was supposed to- He swallowed bile and focused his eyes back on the brush in his hand and his horse’s coat. He was mechanical with each stroke, caring for his horse down to an automatic response after his time in training. It was good. It was good there had been as few killed as there were. The village was small enough already. And they hadn’t burned all the fields. Food would be tighter than they had expected it would be, but no one would starve. It could have been worse. He could- “Sir Percival?” He turned sharply and found Louis watching him with a concerned expression, shifting his weight from foot to foot uncertainly. “Are you… Are you well, sir?” He swallowed once to force his stomach to settle, and again to make his voice work. “Ah, right as rain, Louis. Though I… Ought to prepare a report of the events. - For when Salome returns, yes?” The squire tilted his head to one side, and while he looked uncertain yet, he nodded slowly. “Would you like me to finish stabling your horse for you?” He told his mouth to smile, but he wasn’t certain how well it worked. “I would be most appreciative, thank you, Louis.” The boy nodded, and Percival handed him the brush as he passed, stepping with deliberate movements back towards his quarters. He made it as far as the toilets before his guts revolted. —————————– It’s nice that by following Chris the game gives me multiple months to play with narrative to watch Percival and Salome…. Not talk to each other igskfgjbdfjgd

I get it James. I get it.

@bakuposting Remember that comment you made about bakugan accidentally making a knight and a dragon gay for each other? I hope you are happy with what you inspired, because I am unsure (Her name is Stella)

Basic Fun Spin Master Mega Keychain Series 6 Percival

Not enough people see the light like I do about Percival/Galahad. And if they do they don’t make the two of them fuck nasty, I’m speaking my truth today ok? Percival needs to deify Galahad. Galahad needs to see Percival as the one earthly temptation he can’t resist. They need to fuck and then go wait in line for the confessional together. They need to have the healthiest friendship in the world and then fuck it all up by catching feelings. Their romantic relationship needs to actively make them both worse. They need to be consumed by guilt. Aromantic flag banner at the bottom of this post btw

My character Percival. He is an executioner. More information will come out. Dog Think Tank

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knights of the round table week | day 2: the tavern and the trail (gwaine and perwaine)

The landlord of Bianca Apartments, Percival Fitzgerald! Unlike real-life landlords, he actually HAS a soul.

Partially based on what happened with them in Tomodachi life, partially based on what I think happened in their actual relationship Percival flirting because he fell for them during training and he finds them genuinely interesting Atlas in denial and doing everything in their power to not catch feelings (even though they already did) He fell first, they fell harder

I think it’s so funny that in every fic I read Percival is always described as this abnormally giant person when Leon is actually the same height. It gave me this idea for a crack fic Arthur:… and then we lure them into the clearing and Percival is gonna crush them like ants Gwaine: They will shit their pants as soon as they catch sight of him Elyan: Hell I would shit my pants if Percy would attack me look at him Percy: 👉🏻👈🏻 Leon, looking at everyone with disbelief Leon: You do realize I’m as tall as Percy right Gwaine, now wheezing: Yeah sure haha that was a good one Leon Leon furrowing his brows: It wasn’t- Arthur laughing too: Oh Leon that’s hilarious Leon: I mean it just look He attempts to walk over to give them the comparison Arthur: come on guys get moving we have to get there before sun down. Leon no more jokes, even if they are funny.

I love these nerds

Dating Percival Would Involve… -Bear hugs. Lots and lots of bear hugs. And not just any bear hugs. Bear hugs as in “lift-you-off-the-ground-while-simultaneously-suffocating-you” bear hugs. -HEIGHT DIFFERENCE. -When someone looks down on you, he just stands behind you all menacing with his arms crossed. -People being put off by his appearance and being shocked when you just waltz up to him and put a flower in his pocket like its nbd. -When there’s a party in Camelot, slow dancing with each other is a MUST. Bonus points if you stand on his feet. -Puffing his chest out with pride when he watches you spar. -“…So if Leon and I ride to the East and cut off their supply route, then Elyan and Percival can stop the rebels in the West. Is everyone in agreement? …Percival? Percival!” “There’s no point, Your Majesty. His focus is somewhere else entirely.” “Ugh, remind me never to fall in love. The grin on his face is making me sick.” -If anyone lays a hand on you, they’d better watch out. -Arguments are few and far between, and when they do happen, you can never stay mad at each other for very long (How can you stay mad at that face?) -Stealing his cloak when it’s cold out. -Working in the kitchen and helping Gwaine and Percival steal food. -Falling asleep on top of his chest while he runs his hands through your hair. -Making him give you piggyback rides when you don’t feel like walking -The knights teasing him about being wrapped around your little finger while he half-heartedly denies it. -Him knowing as soon as he lays his eyes on you that you’re the one.

Percival. Dog Think Tank

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