#murdermage

[fireinclined]

@murdermage & @fireinclined

“of course i care. you’re my family.” 

                                                          “family? i like the sound of that. say it again. ”

[seaknighted-archive]

@murdermage / corbett.

“I didn’t see you at dinner, sooooo... Here. I swiped you something to eat when no one was looking. Don’t tell Lucina-- She’ll go nuts if she hears I’ve been sneaking stuff from our rations. If you want to keep to yourself and brood that’s fine, but if you’re going to be slinging dark magic around like that you’ve gotta keep your strength up.”

[rooksummonedm]

@murdermage

“yes, corbett? is there something you need?” 

she won’t lie- she’s a bit surprised to have the other approach her. she gave off, as severa so kindly put it, an unfriendly air that made others avoid her. 

[iconshelp]

25+ 100 x 100 icons of HENRY from FIRE EMBLEM for @murdermage. icons will be added as made !

updated.

( blood warning. / icons containing thus. )

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[mascotmage]

i need someone else who every night remembers that i exist.

meme ! accepting.

ricken doesn’t question it when henry tries to keep him up until dawn. yanking him into his tent and finding reasons for him to stay as the hours pass. he knew they weren’t going to study, rather trade stories and talk about whatever is that would entertain him. but soon, he gets tired, and he whines, and begs to just be able to sleep. henry says he can go, but it doesn’t seem sincere. for whatever reason, it causes him to feel SICK and GUILTY. at first he’d just done it to prove he wasn’t as young and childish as people believed, that he could entertain the idea of pulling an all nighter. now he just feels lost. 

he can stay a few hours longer.

so, he ends up sitting by the lantern in silence across from henry, staring at the ceiling and wondering if it’d be rude to stop picking at his nails and instead read his book.

but that’s when henry speaks. it’s quiet and hesitant, it’s unlike anything ricken has seen from him. it’s not often the facade BREAKS, if it even was a facade - god, these things were hard to tell. 

ricken scoots to sit next to his friend, clearly trying to think of what to say but coming up with NOTHING. his every move is hesitant, he doesn’t want to fuck up something as important as henry allowing a moment of vulnerability, so he does what his mother what have done for him. he places a hand ontop of henry’s and smiles up at him, “ . . i’ll be that someone, henry.”

[credensenfatum-archive-blog]

murdermage replied to your post: “I’ll just… Get a towel.”

thank you. i don’t know why he thought this was a good idea.

“I guess he’s just trying to be innovative?” A quiet giggle. “I... I don’t know. Your father certainly marches to the beat of his own drum.”

[vallablooded]

(Feat. @fellbranded and @murdermage

Part 2 of Fall Scramble mod fanarts. Based on a rp they both had earlier for this event, and I drew out what their muses are gonna be for Halloween.~)

[arcanebirth]

@murdermage​

       “father, have you ever heard of a curse that causes someone to liquify and turn into mist? and would...would there be anyway to restore someone who had passed away due to such a curse?” 

      there is a spark in lars’- laurent’s eyes that had been absent for the few weeks since his return to ylisse. his wife was gone- claimed by whatever curse existed in her song- or her pendant. laurent had still yet to figure out which was the culprit. 

       but just because azura was gone did not mean the curse was lifted, and laurent wanted to get to the bottom of it- to protect his children. he had long since figured out her gift was hereditary, and considering shigure took after his mother so much...laurent worried. 

      “and- if said curse was hereditary- how would one go about breaking it? do curses carry over when one travels to a new world?”