way down we go.

oh, father tell me, do we get what we deserve? oh, we get what we deserve. and way down we go. whoa, you let your feet run wild. time has come as we all go d o w n. yeah but for the fall—oh, my—do you dare to look him right in the eyes? 'cause they will run you down, down 'til the DARK.

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will didn’t understand feelings, they never made sense to him, but he knew what he was feeling now and it was RAGE. it coursed through his blood, almost setting him aflame from the inside out as he ripped open a door. the guards tried to speak to him, but he pushed past them staring at his brother. his voice oddly calm as he spoke, “ what. happened. ” the words normally a sentence, coming out more curt. / @magnus-blackhart

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octaviusblackhart:

it was with minor reluctance that octavius made his way down the hall. he acknowledged no one as he passed them save for one necessary guard: the one standing outside the room in which wilhelm lurked. that was what he did, octavius thought bitterly. lurked. his son the sentient shadow. will greeted him when he stepped inside the room. octavius didn’t respond in kind; he didn’t particularly want to be there. “i hear you’ve been busy. it seems you wouldn’t have told me, and i can’t believe you would have gotten around to it later. but i don’t particularly care. i am merely here to inform you that you are not to tell magnus.”

there was no secret to wilhelm and octavius’ relationship. no secret love buried beneath the surface, no father son moments of ‘maybe the DO care for each other’. the prince certainly didn’t hate his father, that meant that he had to understand hate, but he didn’t like him either. his eyes, blank of any expression, just simply stared at him. a moment passed. a moment that will knew would make his father uncomfortable before nodding minutely, “ so magnus can’t know that baby brother has been killing. think it might send it over the deep end, father? ” the question was rhetorical. will remember that people were supposed to SMILE while joking, but he did no such thing. making his father uneasy was one of the things he’d grown fond of. if he could use the term.  

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magnus-blackhart:

As he kept pushing unwanted feelings away, Magnus discovered it was easy for him to seemingly block them, unfeeling and uncaring may be the best way to deal with all this, he had never felt anything after killing an animal or a man, he shouldn’t start caring now, that wasn’t how the future king of Ironhaven should behave, and so he locked any emotion away and walked this foreign castle corridors until he reached his brother’s …chambers?.. He didn’t bother knocking and just went inside. “To tell you the truth i think I like Ironhaven more.”

@wilhclms

will knew that there wouldn’t be much time before his brother made his appearance. their time in this land wasn’t long, but still the brothers found no time to be together until then. especially with wilhelm doing what he did best: getting lost in the swing of a blade. his eyes remained focused on the letter he was reading, a quick raven from ironhaven and a dear friend letter him know of the news there, “ well that’s good since it is our home. i don’t father is expecting us to like it here very much. just a necessary means to a necessary end. ”

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the water was running red. will couldn’t stop watching with every pour of the jug over the water basin, cleaning his hands of the day’s activities. so much blood. he knew that he should feel SOMETHING. but nothing came. the blood washed away, over and over again, but nothing came. no pull of guilt, no sense of pride. it was empty. he was empty. a guard opened to the door to the room will was occupying at the moment, some random room in a castle that didn’t belong to his family name in a part of the land that was not theirs either. “ your highness, the king is on his way. ” the prince only nodded, going to change from his dirty ( blood stained, his mind SCREAMED to him. a voice so similar to his mother’s. ) into something more presentable to his father. coming out to the man in question entering, his head dipping slightly. “ father. ” / @octaviusblackhart

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william + that white button up

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casscl:

as comfortable as it is to be home in ironhaven, she longed for all the people she’d met during her plenty of voyages. she’d taken some stale bread from the the tavern bins and sat outside, despite the rainfall. anya pulls at the bread– hard as it may be– before throwing it to the birds that waddle on the ground before her. the crunching of steps on the pebbles causes her head to whip up in surprise. “oh ! did you come to feed the birds as well ??”

wilhelm spent the first day at home: roaming. it was hard for him to figure out anything to do with his brother and his father so he just.. wandered. it was easy to wander the grounds as the prince because no one questioned what he was doing. when he came upon the girl, he should know this girl, his eyebrows knit together tightly when she jumped. “ you act like you’re expecting to get murdered at any moment. relax. ” his words came out quickly, looking back and forth between the girl and the birds. “ does my family compensate you to do this? ”

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magnus-blackhart:

Magnus was extremely pleased to be back, it was just great to be in his kingdom, away from annoyances and though he would miss some people but at least the ones he liked most where here with him so everything was fine now at least for the time being. He smiled when he saw one of those people and walked behind her. “Hey, are you glad to be back home?”

wilhelm didn’t know what to say to his brother at first. should he be glad to be home? right, he should be glad. returning home was a good thing. “ of course i am. where else would i want to be in the world? this is our home. are you busy now, brother? ” will felt nothing as the word home escaped his lips, he remember to put a small smile across his lips. the appearance of happiness, he could do that. 

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( thomas hayes, he/him ) — here ye, here ye, behold your royal highness prince wilhelm blackhart of ironhaven. the twenty year old is known for being intelligent but has the tendency to be manipulative. he is known as the  depraved in court. they are neutral with the balance.

so this is gonna be a really long rambling mess because i am a mess but just remember that i’m this group’s mess so you have to love me anyways. 

wilhelm ( he also goes by will which i’ll probably use more ) is the other prince of ironhaven 

and he is basically a tiny carbon copy of octavius but almost worse only in the he is a twenty year old piece of trash kinda way where octavius is worse in the whole i’m gonna kill you type of way 

where magnus like tip toes on the line of crazy like their dad, wilhelm is totally over the line 

his biggest thing is that he doesn’t feel... anything. like he doesn’t feel feelings / understand them / probably have them 

but he is sooooooo good at mimicking them 

he’s honestly learned most of his emotions from watching his brother a lot  like taking in appropriate reactions to things and their mother because she isn’t off the deep end like the rest of them ( well i think someone play the ironhaven queen thanks ) 

he logically KNOWS he should be feeling things hence why he makes such an effort to actually learn and replicate things in appropriate times 

but yeah this dude is very unhinged in the smallest little ways 

he hasn’t actually killed anyone yet because he really hasn’t had an opportunity but my boy might have that happen soon idk we’ll see what happens 

so yeah this is a super rambly mess and i’ve been plotting with some of you already about things but just know this is what you’re getting into. ily all