anyways im moving henry off this blog rip you funky little dark mage

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anyways im moving henry off this blog rip you funky little dark mage
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the fact that felixâs goddess tower dialogue is just âmy vow is that iâm going to Kick Your Assâ is the most in character and hilarious thing i could have asked for
hi im lati and this is byleth and we are going to beat you to death
         WHATâS UP! ITS GINER , hitting you with an ( independent and selective ) exclusive FE multimuse. featuring characters from three houses, fates, and awakening! mind spreading the word? thanks a bunch!
Your hands are all rough and cracked . / henry!
      â are they?  iâve never really paid much attention to it, theyâre still working just fine! â  the statement comes with a wiggle of his fingers for emphasis, and yes itâs just as she says.  he gives his hands a glance over before shrugging mindlessly â-  as long as he can cast his spells he doesnât see a problem with this.  â should i be worried? â
ask meme / ac / @fukenzena
arekardiâ:
@astrafaires / for linhardt.Â
  âlinhardt.â a firm voice, with a touch of restraint; if it were up to you, youâd be bundling him off somewhere safer. âwith all due respect, but you are invaluable on the battlefield. if you donât get any rest now, you could be in danger later.â youâre strong enough; heâs not that heavy. perhaps⌠you could scoop him up ? no, that would probably make him mad, and thatâs the last thing you want. âyour research is important, but a nap on the way to the battlefield, or in our war meetings does not count.â
   â i donât see why not, rest is still rest, right? regardless of where i happen to be. â  not that her concerns are unfounded ---- itâs the opposite really.  itâs not intentional, but maybe heâs stayed up into late nights more than a little too much to work through various theories constructed through the pieces of research heâs still collecting.  he feels like heâs close to something, even if heâs not sure what yet.  â give me another hour, iâll be fine.  â
  UNHOLY - youâre so unholy ! you never wanted this ( your body is a battlefield of a war you did not start ) and you never asked for this, but there is no going back now. so open your wings , you bird , you monster . heaven awaits , and you plan to set it aflame . ( written by miriam . )
i said this a lot on my old henry blog, but i base my portrayal of him heavily on the original japanese translations, because like... honestly... the localization did him dirty and im still sad about it
this ask meme is based on the blog gravesuggestion.  iâve divided it up into two categories  ( light  &  dark )  based on the themes.  some of these can be somewhat triggering seeing that the darker ones deal with a lot of death mentions.  please be cautious before continuing on!!
L I G H T
â  at night i dream of you.  â â  donât give up yet.  you still have time to fix things.  â â  falling in love with someone else is not a personal attack.  â â  i am still so weak when it comes to you.  â â  i canât believe i let myself let you down.  â â  i donât care where we go when we die,  as long as iâm with you.  â â  i dream of saying to you all the words i held inside until it was too late.  â â  i feel so warm  &  safe when you talk to me.  maybe i could love you if youâd let me.  â â  i finally let the right people in  &  i have never felt so loved.  â â  i like the way your nails paint red stripes along my spine days after youâre gone.  â â  i lived in your permafrost for twenty years  &  then you looked at me  &  i felt the warmth of spring.  â â  i once wished youâd leave me alone,  but i take it back.  â â  i want to be able to love someone else,  but you stretch your arms  &  spread your legs inside my heart so that there is no room for anyone or anything else.  â â  i want to believe that we got it right this time.  â â  i wonder how much longer i can cling to your light before it expires completely.  â â  i would travel across the world to be by your side,  because as long as you are with me,  anywhere is a perfect place to me.  â â  it took me awhile to realize it myself,  but you are not what other people say you are.  â â  itâs not that i really need you,  but life would be pretty boring without you around.  thereâs no one i would rather be with.  â â  iâd like to stay like this for awhile.  â â  life  &  death donât have to be so boring,  letâs make both an adventure.  â â  life imitates art,  they say.  i didnât believe it until i started to notice the way your eyelashes look so much like tiny ink stroke.  â â  live your life so that when you die,  souls will come for miles just to hear your historic tales.  â â  make your exes jealous  &  your past self proud.  â â  maybe youâre what i needed to find in order to move on.  â â  never get caught falling harder.  theyâll never let you back up.  â â  please donât go.  â â  some days itâs easier to just stop fighting it  &  succumb.  â â  sometimes,  youâll find it hard to keep going,  but you always will.  â â  the desire i feel for you is that same itching,  insidious hunger that an addict has for their addiction.  â â  the worst thing about you is that you werenât all bad.  â â  there is absolutely nothing  &  no one who can stop me.  â â  there is no route of losing you that is without pain.  â â  thereâs still room for adventure  &  there is no one iâd rather have by my side.  â â  things didnât turn out the way i planned,  but iâm alright with that.  â â  we could be really incredible together,  you know?  â â  you are beautiful  &  vibrant  &  confident.  you are light  &  laughter incarnate  &  every fiber of your being screams freedom  &  joy.  when i am with you,  i am truly happy.  â â  you are starlight incarnate,  from the grand way you sway your hips to the wide mysterious way you think.  blessed are any to be loved by you.  â â  you are too afraid of the future to let go of a past that was never kind to you.  â â  you call me yours  &  i have no idea what that even means to you.  â â  you remind me of bubblegum  &  sweets;  soft  &  pink  &  warm.  you are strong in the gentlest way.  you are so stubbornly kind.  i wish i could be like that.  â â  you still visit me while i sleep sometimes.  your fingers trace my spine  &  i listen to you breathe.  please stop haunting me.  â â  âmorbid curiosityâ is a wonderful way to describe how i feel about you.  â
D A R K
â  a thousand empty bottles  &  fist fights will never return to us what we lost that day.  â â  everyone else has moved on,  but i am still here.  â â  everything about you screams danger.  â â  everything is worthless to you  &  you,  in turn,  became worthless.  â â  for once in my life i want to be surrounded by people that i donât feel like i need to impress.  â â  freedom is really hard to get used to.  â â  how could you do this to me?  how fucking could you?  â â  i am becoming everything we always dreamed of  &  i am leaving you behind.  â â  i buried you so well that you might as well have died.  â â  i can rest easy knowing that the person i love is dead  &  not the monster you became.  â â  i canât look at you.  not now,  not ever.  â â  i donât ask how youâve been.  whatâs the point?  youâd lie anyways.  â â  i dream of hearing the words i so desperately needed to lay your memory to rest.  â â  i haunted this house first.  there is no room for you here.  â â  i have a right to be upset.  i loved them too, you know.  â â  i just want it to end.  i want it to all go away.  i want to go away.  â â  i may be a wolf in sheepâs clothing,  but a snake hiding in the skin of a mouse is far more dangerous.  â â  i saw your face today  &  didnât feel anything.  i am free.  â â  i tried to save you,  but you didnât want to be saved.  you just wanted someone to suffer with you.  â â  itâs almost as if you were never here.  â â  itâs unhealthy to do these things,  you tell me.  you say itâs time to stop smoking,  time to stop gambling,  &  dammit,  i f you donât stop drinking itâll kill you.  i sure hope youâre right,  darling.  â â  iâm always pleasantly surprised by how easy it is to kill you in my mind  â â  iâm not really scared to die.  iâm more afraid that no one will miss me when iâm gone.  â â  iâm not the person you left behind anymore.  thereâs no one here to miss.  â â  iâve been dead far longer than iâve been alive.  â â  iâve eaten nothing but flower petals  &  ivy for weeks because i want to be beautiful inside like you.  â â  iâve never been completely satisfied.  i most likely will still be unsatisfied long after my death.  â â  no motive other than pleasure,  my dear.  â â  one day iâll go or you will.  either way,  it will be as if iâm losing a piece of myself.  â â  our dreams  &  promises decay along with you.  â â  the leaves change,  but nothing else does.  â â  the only difference between avoiding  &  leaving is that now iâm not waiting up for you.  â â  there is no such thing as a person who is required to love you.  â â  thereâs only so much that can be done to repair old damage.  â â  things arenât going as i hoped.  maybe if i die,  i can start over again?  better luck next time.  â â  this is not something to be proud of.  this is a tragedy.  â â  trying to get rid of me?  oh honey,  youâll have to try much harder than that.  â â  trying to get under my skin?  youâre nothing more than a pesky itch.  â â  unlike you,  i canât hide my identity when it becomes an inconvenience or a danger.  â â  weeping is for gods  &  martyrs,  we cannot afford such luxuries.  â â  would you even miss me?  â â  you are not important enough to earn an eternal place in my heart.  â â  you complain nonstop about being unloved  &  alone,  i canât imagine what youâd be like if that were actually true.  â â  you donât know what itâs like.  â â  you made this so fucking easy for me.  â â  you should see me as a threat.  i will tear down everything you know until there is nothing left of you.  i am a walking threat.  â â  you think iâm already gone,  but iâm still fighting.  â â  you think iâm dead,  but iâm just dying.  â â  you were never an addiction,  you were a fucking disease.  â â  you wouldnât dare cross me.  i am god  &  you are the soil beneath my feet.  â â  your existence takes up so much more space in mine that we might as well be one entity.  â â  your fingers are so cold  &  bruised,  but youâre still slamming your fists again the barricade as if it makes a difference.  â â  your hair is tied in a noose  &  your fingernails are razor blades,  your lips are poison  &  i will gratefully kiss them.  â â  your hatred has a body count  &  we will not forget.  â â  your loss,  not mine.  â â  youâre a sick fuck.  you know that?  â â  youâre not gentle with me  &  i would never ask you to be.  â â  youâve trapped yourself so thoroughly in your own mind that itâs not even a rut anymore,  itâs a pit.  â
       â we all need a dream worth dying for! â /  ind fe multimuse, written by aster
   she doesnât hear him approach, hands clasped together tightly, head tilted in reverent prayer.  the same one she always offered to the goddess ---- one of forgiveness and of freedom.  when she finally notices claude, she jumps a little,  â claude ---- how long have you been standing there?! â  / @leicestheir
epicorsimâ:
  âitâs been five years since iâve been gone.â you tilt your head slightly; you are no longer their teacher, but thereâs an analytical eye in you, that still cannot help but to look and look. perhaps itâs your mercenary side, the kind that lived on the battlefield, that knew each moment was life and death. âperhaps iâd like to see how my training partner has improved while iâve been gone. if he would be up for it.âÂ
   in the five years that they had disappeared, the thought of crossing blades with them yet again had come to mind more than once ----  like he was training to fight yet another corpse.  maybe he should be more overjoyed to find them alive, but itâs instead become another reason to double down on training.  a slight smile finds its way to his face, breaking through the glare heâd leveled at them.  â i think he would.  â
not to be het on main but marianne and dimitriâs ending is really cute actually