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I know the lady of the lake doesn't appears a lot, but I consider her a more masculine woman and definitely a lesbian. And I also think that the women/nymphs who live with her and raised Lancelot are more masculine too, not all of them are lesbians or bi/pan, but they have a certain problem with men.

I say this because Lancelot was raised only by women and yet he is the best knight in the world, second only to his son, so he was trained by women too.

I honestly believe that the training for his muscles and sword skills was because the Lady of the Lake was exceptionally amazing with a sword as much as with ver magic. She's the guardian of Excalibur after all, and if I'm not mistaken, in one of the books it says that when Elaine, Lancelot's biological mother, asks where her son was, she's told that 'your son was taken by a mermaid and better queen than those who live.'

She rules alone without the support of any man for centuries and continues to be the best, which sounds to me like it was seen as masculine for the time.

In my perception, she, and the women and nymphs who live with her and helped raise Lancelot, have more muscles than many knights out there, wear more masculine things for the time and would had more body hair since in a kingdom with only women the shame for one's own body would be significantly less.

I always imagined that it was the Lady of the Lake who gave Lancelot his sword and battlefield impressive skills, and that she is a woman with muscles and certain more masculine mannerisms, and with great skills in battle, but which are not used. She would be a queen and a king at the same time and would be the best at it.

And she definitely looks like a lesbian to me. Don't ask me why, but I've always shipped her with Elaine, Lancelot's biological mother, since it's said that she's alive and living as a nun after the fire and her family's death. Or with one of Arthur's sisters simply because it would be funny.

I don't usually draw her, but I wrote a few paragraphs and descriptions of her appearance, I'm just a little embarrassed to post it.

i was thinking this morning about how many depictions i have seen of arthurian female characters are quite feminine. we headcanon many of these characters as girl kissers and of course not all queer women are masculine but there's so little masc rep out there...

so i am wondering what female characters in the arthurian legend yall headcanon as butch/masc?

do you write about them? make art/crafts about them? do you have any face headcanons for them?

please share!

Hear me out wheel! C: If you don’t know who someone is just look em up and vote based on vibes

Having a mother is a case of traumas and laughters.

I came home from school today and was greeted with a delivery of ONE HUNDRED coat hangers. Because according to my mother, me and my siblings have disorganized wardrobes. The problem? We're just three, me and my old bro together don't even count forty shirts.

Now my old lady is trying to figure out something to do with the extra hangers, and my brothers and I have been laughing for fifteen minutes at her confusion and impulsiveness/consumerism.

what kind of name is lancelot? what are you lancing a lot? other men? 🤔🤨📸

just had an idea for a weeping monk kinktober fic called came a lot. if u need me i'm edging the weeping monk

I got better. I'm gonna post a new chapter? No. I'm going to do more random scenarios with a head-canon that's not mine.

So found out i was not really sick, i was passing through emotional fever. Which is when you are not physically sick, but when you receive some horrible stimulus - like fear; sadness; anger; anxiety; etc. - excessively, and your brain gets sick. What affects your body and makes you feel symptoms such as fever, headache and etc. I stayed like that for about three days and now i'm better. What am i gonna do? More scenarios whit Tova's head-canon.

Galahad’s pov.

Galahad always knew who his father was, the horrible weeping monk, his mother made sure of making that clear to him, even if he didn't really know why. When he heard that his father was a horrible man, he thought it was because he was an ugly person. It was far from his head about the things his father did.

He didn't know about the atrocities his father committed until two springs ago, when he asked his mother and grandfather to let him spend some time at his house, and his mother went completely crazy. She started saying how bad the idea was and tried to persuade him to stay with her, when she saw that it wasn't working she threw everything she could. Mom was desperate, she seemed possessed by something, and began to scream in tears that he was a horrible man who killed and tortured his own kind and that Galahad should not go to his house, or he would suffer until he left there.

He got terrified and ran to his room to escape his overprotective mother's tears. He couldn't believe it, he thought the horrible man his father was was just because he didn't look good, not that.

Now, two springs later, he was brought into the fey resistance when he lost from his mother, and was living with his father; a boy the same age as him, but much more energetic and who wouldn't shut up, he liked him, the name his was Squirrel, but his father called him Percival when he did something wrong; And another man, older than his father, he is dark-skinned, and with a bit of fat under his big muscles. Galahad thinks he swears excessively and drinks too much, but he is very nice and admirable. His name is Gawain, he is the hero fey, the green knight. But the only green thing about him is his eyes.

It has been three lunar cycles since they all began living under the same roof, and Galahad had taken note of a few things. Squirrel has a very light hand, so I have to keep my things well; Gawain is gluttonous and shows a lot of physical affection towards my father, but they are not lovers; And my father is nothing like i believed.

His father wasn't an ugly man, in fact really pretty, and he looked much more like him than with his mother. He had few tear marks, but Galahad didn't have any either, so it didn't matter much. His hair was still auburn, so he probably wasn't even in his thirties, which meant he became a father at a very young age. His real name was Lancelot, which in their fey mother-language meant “To Protect/Serve” or “Earth’s fire.”

Lancelot did not deny that he committed horrible things against his own kind that he would never forgive himself or expect to be forgiven. Gawain kept saying that if the gods forgive him, he should forgive himself, but that doesn't mean much into Ash culture. The gods are not always right, they make mistakes, like we do.

He learned many things about his father, and things he likes to do with him. Very often people question whether his father is really his father, he doesn't know the conditions under which he was conceived, but he’s sure he is Lancelot's son. They have the same blue eyes, the same golden streaks among the red in their hair, except that his father's hair is darker due to age, the same body type, the same smile. The only things he inherited from his mother were his facial shape and skin tone. But other people didn't know that, so their dialogue most of the time went like this:

“Who’s your parents?” Someone asks

“My father’s Lancelot.” I respond, and the confusion rises in their faces

“... Like… in the weeping monk?” 

“Former weeping monk.” I promptly defend. That wasn't my father's title, so I don't see why people should insist on using it.

“Are you-”

“Yes.”

“But you two-”

“We’re gonna look more alike when I grow.”

“You have-”

“I’m gonna get my marks when my first rituals are done.”

“...”

“Stop questioning it. He is my father.”

“... okay. Sorry.”

They were always the same questions. They didn't even need to go beyond two words for me to know what they were going to say. Sometimes I even joked that no, he wasn't my father and I was just a child that he kidnapped and started taking care of, and then denied it. But it didn't matter what anyone else thought or said, Lancelot is my father. And he had a feeling he was starting to really like it.

His mother didn't have time to braid his hair every night before bed, he didn’t balme her, she was a single mom. His father on the other hand. Today he did a simple braid, the kind that didn't squeeze his head, his hair was always curly in the morning. He might not be the best dad, but he was trying. And now he has a brother! He was noisy, but still, he loved him. He loved his new family in every detail. Well, maybe not the murderous part, but that’s aside.

Ashfolk red-heads are my love now. So sorry, but i'll keep stelling this very often. @lancedoncrimsonwings

Fair enough.

The most beautiful women in the world are mixed race Brazilian women who are slightly shorter than me and have curly afros and pretty light brown skin and round faces with wide cheekbones and wear glasses and-

Yes I'm talking about my partner. But you agree. Reblog.