grandmastermoragan

[grandmastermoragan]

"No im sorry for making you think that I was. My name is Lady Morgana and I am a exchange student. I recognized the outfit as something similar to what I'm supposed to start wearing soon." A sheepish smile as a form of apology.

"If you want i can take you anywhere with Dante. I don't know why the bandits would pick on you to fight."

Unknown Mage​:

“Not so fast! Who do you think you are to be picking on a female.” A rock was thrown at the man closest to the other.

Jumping down from Dante her Dark flier mount she raises a hand and readies a spell. Anger replaces the usually calm of the girl.

“I don’t know who taught you to behave like that but they didn’t raise you right!.” She let’s lose the spell and creates a smoke screen. During the panic she grabs the others hand and pulls her with her.

In one swift move she pulls them both up to dante and begins to catch speed to fly. Her magic still burning ready to unleash if need be.

Once they had gotten far enough away she lands the Pegasus and helps the other off.

“Are you alright?”

Everything happened so fast, Bernadetta struggled to process what was going on. One moment the bandits were upon her, the next she was being forcefully taken to the air. The sudden sense of touch forced her to cry out, and she continued to panic throughout the ride. She loathed hugs, but with the confusion and distress, she wrapped her arms around her savior as not to fall off, as she was uncertain of any proper security. Bernadetta could hear the bandits shouting, but was unable to understand what they were saying in her shut-out state.

Eventually throughout the flight, Bernadetta was able to calm down a little, and took notice the bandits were no longer heard. She was muttering practically incoherently, asking to herself where she was being taken and what was going to be done to her, only stopping when she felt the jolt of the Pegasus landing on the ground. Still horribly confused and panicked, her attempt to slide off the side resulted in her face on the dirt with another distressed cry. Shaking all over, she was only able to pick up the question the mage asked. Bernadetta looked up to her, shivering with tears in her eyes.

“I thought I was going to die! Wh-when you took me, I thought it was the bandits! Are you with different bandits who want Bernie’s head?!”

[grandmastermoragan]

"Not so fast! Who do you think you are to be picking on a female." A rock was thrown at the man closest to the other.

Jumping down from Dante her Dark flier mount she raises a hand and readies a spell. Anger replaces the usually calm of the girl.

"I don't know who taught you to behave like that but they didn't raise you right!." She let's lose the spell and creates a smoke screen. During the panic she grabs the others hand and pulls her with her.

In one swift move she pulls them both up to dante and begins to catch speed to fly. Her magic still burning ready to unleash if need be.

Once they had gotten far enough away she lands the Pegasus and helps the other off.

"Are you alright?"

Noble and the Sword||Open Starter

Bernadetta had to flee. Clutching her purse, she sprinted, eyes shut, breathing heavily. All she wanted was a leisure walk and an isolated place to embroider, but instead she found herself face-to-face with bandits. Normally unarmed, this was bad news for her. She was beginning to run out of breath, and the bandits were slowly catching up. Opening her eyes, she tried maneuvering around some trees in hopes to distract them.

She was successful, if only briefly. Hunched over, heart racing, she breathed in a sigh when Bernadetta caught sight of a shadow before her. She was surrounded. Crying out in panic, she pressed her back against the trunk.

“You really gave us a chase, little girly. Now yer coming with us!”

Was she to die? Be sold on the black market? What will they do with her? Whatever it was, she was to be forced into a completely foreign environment surrounded by strangers at every turn. The bandits had their weapons in their grasps, and one seemed ready to hit her in the side of the head. Bernadetta covered her face with her arms, cowering even more as her mind raced with horrible thoughts.

“This is it for Bernie!”

[grandmastermoragan]

Fe3h starter.

This was nuts. She knew her father loved her but to send her so far away to continue her training? The 18 year old sighed. Thanks to people coming and going through the out gates her father had learned of this great new school. Of course Morgana wanted to make him happy but being by herself kinda gave her a uneasy feeling.

"Excuse me I'm new here. Can you help me find my room?"

[grandmastermoragan]

How Does Your Muse React/Feel When...

😇- They are given praise 😰- They get scolded 🙇- They meet someone new and first impressions are good 👺- They meet someone new and first impressions are bad 🙌- They see their best friend 👿- They see their worst enemy ☺️- They see a friend 💅- They see a rival ❣️- They see their crush ♥️- They see their boy/girlfriend 💍- They see their spouse 🚸- They see their children 👪- They see their family (specify if desired) 💮- They get asked to hang out 💐- They get asked out on a date 💔- They get stood up/broken up with 💎- They win a huge reward 🎁- They are given a gift they like 💣- They are given a gift they dislike 🎎- They find a long lost possession of theirs 💵- They see something on sale for a bargain price 🗑- They see something that is being given away for free 📍- They narrowly escape a perilous situation 🚪- They hear someone knock on their door 📱- Someone asks to borrow their phone

[grandmastermoragan]

"Yes I am she. And yea im ok just.." sighing she looks up at Robin. "Fusterated that no matter how i try to replay it i can't figure out how to avoid a mass murder this next fight. Even if we do everything right it still ends up bad."

Praying to the goddess she hopes he won't push. She knows this Robin is not her father but she still wants to do her fathers memory proud. "I keep hitting a wall and am afraid I won't be able to come up with a plan. I could use your help."

grandmastermoragan​:

Hearing the mumble she looks up and holds her breath as he walks by. Morgana knew that she would have to see him at one point but honestly not so soon. It was only recently that Chrom and his Shepards came across the poor injured Morgana.

She trembles a moment before looking back at her book. Gripping her clock a little tighter she tries to remember the breathing techniques she learned as a girl. In through the nose out through the mouth. He doesn’t even know she exists. He’ll she doesn’t exist in this time.

Why was seeing a younger version of her father shaking her up so bad mentally. If she could handle this how could she handle leading the army? It made no sense. Hopefully he won’t see her

Slowly, Robin lifted his arm to reach a tome at the top of the bookshelf. He dragged two fingers along the crest of the binding, feigning interest, only for his hand to retreat. None of these books contained any information he hadn’t already read, or even repeat knowledge that would be helpful to review as he constructed the upcoming strategy. The tactician was acutely aware that he was wasting time, being unproductive by visiting a library when he should be tethered to his desk, working with dedication on his next plan. 

Releasing a sigh, he turned. Get back to work, Robin. He scolded himself, though even his chastising thoughts were only half-hearted. His feet continued to hesitate, and dragged across the floor as he slowly made his way toward the exit. His eyes searched for any valid excuse not to return to his desk, to give his brain something else to mull over than the maps he had been inking for days. Much to luck, and perhaps even his misfortune, he spotted Morgana seated alone among several papers. Her expression was one of trepidation, and seemingly perplexed. Robin frowned. Morgana…we located her injured on the field, but don’t know much about her other than that. She insisted that she join us…and Chrom was quick to accept her assistance, as expected. I wonder if something is on her mind. He approached her without a second thought.

“Morgana…was it? Are you alright? You look as though you’ve had a nightmare.”

[grandmastermoragan]

Fanfiction Trope MASH-UP

Rules: Send me two (2) tropes from this list + a ship and I’ll describe how I’d combine them in the same story. 

Historical AU 

Royal AU 

Modern AU 

Coffee Shop AU 

Bar/Restaurant AU 

Bookshop AU 

Florist AU  

Hospital AU 

Dance AU 

Airport/Travel AU 

Neighbour AU 

Roommate AU 

Detective AU 

Bodyguard AU 

Criminal AU 

Prison AU 

War AU 

Circus AU 

Summer Camp AU 

Teacher AU 

Dystopian AU 

Space AU 

Performer AU 

Soulmate AU 

Fairy Tale AU 

Massage Fic  

Sick/Injured Fic 

Proposal Fic  

Wedding Fic  

Holiday Fic  

Birthday Fic 

Pregnancy Fic  

Baby Fic 

Vacation Fic  

Bathtub Fic 

Text/Letter Fic 

Coming Out Fic   

Grief Fic  

Survival/Wilderness Fic  

Almost Kiss 

First Kiss 

The Big Damn Kiss 

Dance of Romance  

Flowers of Romance 

Chocolate of Romance  

Blind Date  

Not a Date  

Fake Dating 

Fake Married 

Arranged Marriage  

Accidentally Married 

Marriage of Convenience 

Mutual Pining 

Secret Relationship  

Established Relationship 

Awful First Meeting 

Forgotten First Meeting  

Accidental Eavesdropping  

Interrupted Declaration of Love 

Poorly Timed Confession 

Love Confession 

Love Confessor (Character A confessing their love for Character B to Character C)  

Everybody Knows/Mistaken for Couple 

Star Crossed Lovers  

It’s Not You, It’s Me 

It’s Not You, It’s My Enemies  

Character in Peril 

Heroic Sacrifice 

Flirting Under Fire 

Locked in a Room 

Twenty-Four Hours to Live  

Stranded on A Desert Island 

Stranded Due to Inclement Weather 

Huddling for Warmth 

Bed Sharing  

Did They or Didn’t They? 

In Vino Veritas  

Above the Influence  

Anger Born of Worry  

Green-Eyed Epiphany  

The Missus and the Ex 

Second Love  

Intimate Artistry  

Married to the Job  

Innocent Physical Contact 

I Didn’t Mean to Turn You On 

Aroused By Her Voice  

Erotic Dreams 

First Time 

Unexpected Virgin 

PWP 

Kink 

Makeovers 

Hair Brushing/Braiding 

Sleep Intimacy 

Scars  

Time Travel  

Curses 

Magical Accidents 

Accidentally Saving the Day   

[grandmastermoragan]

wheel of fortune: do you feel like you are a victim of fate?

Morgana bites her lip at the red hair man. Was she a victim of fate? Well she knew that her passed was very heavily directed and she had no control over.

"No.. well not any more. I use to think there was nothing I could do but- I've come to change that view.

[grandmastermoragan]

cute asks ♡

1. what languages can you speak?

2. describe your ideal/perfect day?

3. who do you love most in your life?

4. what color are your eyes? do you like them?

5. favorite candle scent?

6. favorite type of flowers?

7. if you could smell like anything all the time,what scent would you pick?

8. favorite constellation and why?

9. what color is your favorite and why?

10. do you prefer the ocean or the mountains?

11. favorite type of weather? describe it?

12. what are you most passionate about in life?

13. favorite songs?

14. what is your go to snack?

15. chocolate or strawberry milk?

16. do you like journaling? if so,what do you journal about?

17. what are your biggest dreams in life?

18. what are your religious beliefs?

19. would you rather have 100 kittens or 100 puppies?

20. cotton candy or funnel cakes?

21. do you prefer hand holding or cuddles?

22. favorite place in nature to be? describe what it looks like or post a photo of it?

23. is there anyone you'd die for? who?

24. do you have any unusual fears? what are they?

25. museum dates or aquarium dates?

26. favorite fruit?

27. do you have long or short hair? which do you prefer to have and why?

28. what makes you happy?

29. do you collect anything? if so,what?

30. favorite sea creature?

31. talk about the person you love most?

32. favorite soda?

33. have you ever dyed your hair before? what color(s)?

34. favorite emoji(s)?

35. how tall are you?

36. if you could travel anywhere in the world,where would you want to go?

37. favorite number?

38. are you a night owl or an early bird?

39. favorite holiday? how do you usually celebrate it?

40. favorite movie(s)?

[grandmastermoragan]

Acanthus - Is your muse artistically inclined? What sort of mediums do they prefer to work in?

"Yes. Not only am I kinda decent at drawing battle maps for the group I also love writing. Its not often I get to do sowmthinf that isn't about the war though. I would love for someone to read my uh poems but first a war needs to be won."

[grandmastermoragan]

judgment: are you sure that you want your life to head in the direction that it is?

Morgana bites her lip. She had not expected this question out of the blue. The foot soilder didn't seem to mean anything bad by it just a simple question.

"I'm not sure. Im not really proud about some of the things I have done in my past. I am not proud that i... hurt those I cared about. I want to do better and make up for all the.. trouble I've caused."

[grandmastermoragan]

Hearing the mumble she looks up and holds her breath as he walks by. Morgana knew that she would have to see him at one point but honestly not so soon. It was only recently that Chrom and his Shepards came across the poor injured Morgana.

She trembles a moment before looking back at her book. Gripping her clock a little tighter she tries to remember the breathing techniques she learned as a girl. In through the nose out through the mouth. He doesn't even know she exists. He'll she doesn't exist in this time.

Why was seeing a younger version of her father shaking her up so bad mentally. If she could handle this how could she handle leading the army? It made no sense. Hopefully he won't see her

grandmastermoragan​:

There was always something to be said about the smell of old books. The way they turned the pages and how they felt in ones hand. If morgana was being honest she would tell you that was her favorite smell. Ink on brittle paper making crisp noises in the late night.

She was so caught in reading a new tome she didn’t even hear the other enter the Library. Piles of books scattered on the table and a very tired Morgana would be the others view.

“hmm. maybe if I did that we could counter this way.”

Another tough battle lies ahead of us. Robin thought to himself, releasing an audible sigh as he entered the library. The Shepherds were journeying to Regna Ferox, where they would confront Valm’s forces in an attempt to push them out of the port town they sought to seize. Valm was a formidable force, one that had already proven its prowess, and Ylisse nor Regna Ferox stood a chance without an immaculate plan. 

The Shepherds were passing through a town along their way, retrieving supplies and offering a small bit of leisure time to the troops, but Robin found it difficult to relax. Rather than visiting one of the bakeries or book stores, the tactician instead scrounged up a bit of time to browse the library. He didn’t expect to find a text he didn’t already own, but the quiet destination always offered him assistance in planning. He stepped into the center of the library, completely oblivious to the girl seated at one of the tables; too tangled in his own thoughts. The issue with Valm was complex, and would not be solved easily. It placed a great pressure on his shoulders, and worried him even, but he was confident in his skill. He had to be.

Mumbling to himself, he walked past the girl with his hand fixed beneath his chin, and stood before a bookshelf. With a partial focus, he scanned the titles, but his mind was completely elsewhere.

[grandmastermoragan]

@amnesicplegian

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There was always something to be said about the smell of old books. The way they turned the pages and how they felt in ones hand. If morgana was being honest she would tell you that was her favorite smell. Ink on brittle paper making crisp noises in the late night.

She was so caught in reading a new tome she didn't even hear the other enter the Library. Piles of books scattered on the table and a very tired Morgana would be the others view.

"hmm. maybe if I did that we could counter this way."

[grandmastermoragan]

deep tarot asks🧿

the fool: what journey have you recently started?

the magician: do you feel that you have the right tools and resources in your life to achieve your goals?

the high priestess: do you trust your intuition?

the empress: do you love yourself?

the emperor: do you believe you have control over your life?

the hierophant: what traditions or rituals or mantras have you created for yourself?

the lovers: do you feel alone? are you waiting for perfect harmony in your life?

the chariot: what forces are pulling you in opposite directions?

the hermit: how do you get in touch with your emotions?

strength: in what ways are you strongest?

wheel of fortune: do you feel like you are a victim of fate?

justice: do you believe in karma, or that hard work manifests as success?

the hanged man: are you truly open-minded?

death: have you had to bury another version of yourself? what came out of it?

temperance: have you found a comfortable balance in your life?

the devil: do you have everything you want? why do you want it?

the tower: what was the last reason you really cried?

the star: are you an optimist? why or why not?

the moon: what are you hiding from yourself or from others?

the sun: what makes you happiest?

judgment: are you sure that you want your life to head in the direction that it is?

the world: are you satisfied? do you love life or do you just tolerate it?

inspired by @nightmarevirgo’s super cute tarot questions

[grandmastermoragan]

Diary Entry 1

(Awakening timeline)

How do they do it? How does the princess and the other Shepard just take me at word value that I never meant to hurt them. All I had wanted to do was show to my father that I was good enough. That him loving me was something worth him doing. Im not even sure they know how much I was chasing that little girls dream. I had done so much damage for his cause that I had lost my way.

I was willing to die by the Shepards hand in order for this to end. My father was lost to Grima and I felt as if I should atone with my life. The exalt to be however saw this and gave me the chance to come back and write this wrong. To help them stop Grima before he took my father from me. Before all the bloodshed begins.

I had to take them up on the offer. I never wanted to hurt anyone. I never wanted to make my mistakes hurt anyone again. While they belive I don't have my memory I do. I will right all sins of my past or dye trying.

~Morgana Lafaye

[grandmastermoragan]

Plant/Flower Symbolism Asks (Part I)

Based on the list on this wiki page

Acacia - When your muse develops an attraction to someone, do they pursue them or tend to bury and hide their feelings?

Acanthus - Is your muse artistically inclined? What sort of mediums do they prefer to work in?

Aconite - What are your muses thoughts on their own species in general? Do they believe in inherent goodness of them? Generally self-serving? Etc?

Agrimony - What events/people in your muse’s life are they most thankful for?

Aloe - Does your muse miss someone that they’ve lost, whether through death or a different loss of their relationship?

Almond - How seriously does your muse take their promises? How inclined are they to make them?

Amaranth - If offered immortality, would your muse take it? For what reasons would or wouldn’t they, and under what conditions would it take to change whatever their answer is?

Amaryllis - How proud is your muse, and what do they think of others with the same level of pride as theirs?

Ambrosia - Has your muse ever had someone they considered their true love, whether in their current relationship or a past one?

Anemone - What was the worst rejection that your muse has experienced?

Angrec - Describe a royalty au with your muse. What position would your muse be in? How would they feel about their station?

Anthurium - Was your muse’s childhood characterized by abundance or scarcity (in needs, affection, friends, etc)? How does it play into your muse’s present behavior?

Apple Blossom - Apples or oranges? Pineapple pizza or no? Pronounced gif or gif? What sort of silly preferences does your muse feel the strongest about?

Arborvitae - Does your muse have a friend that they’d stay beside to the gritty end for, and their friend for them? Did they ever have one that they thought they would but in the end they didn’t?

Arbutus - How does your muse feel about polyamory for their own relationships? For others?

Arum - Has your muse ever been religious? Are they now? Can they be swayed into a faith?

Asphodel - Does your muse have regrets that they wish they can fix, but never can?

Aster - How quick is your muse to trust in a relationship? What conditions have to be satisfied in order for them to trust their partner? What is the quickest way to break that trust?

Azalea - Does your muse take care of others, voluntarily or not? Do they enjoy it? Do they resent it?

Baby’s Breath - Do they pick up on sexual innuendos easily? What is their reaction to them? How often do they make innuendos themself?

Bachelor Button - How does your muse feel about sex before marriage in their own relationships? And do they judge others based on their choices?

Balm - How easily does your muse socialize with others? How good are they at their social interactions?

Balsam - When your muse falls in love, how hard do they fall? Do they outwardly express their passion?

Balsamine - What is their level of patience, and how hard does one have to push to make your muse snap?

[grandmastermoragan]

Open

There was always something to be said about the smell of old books. The way they turned the pages and how they felt in ones hand. If morgana was being honest she would tell you that was her favorite smell. Ink on brittle paper making crisp noises in the late night.

She was so caught in reading a new tome she didn't even hear the other enter the Library. Piles of books scattered on the table and a very tired Morgana would be the others view.

"hmm. maybe if I did that we could counter this way."

[grandmastermoragan]

occ note.

I am so happy to have my morgana back. Many of you guys don't know but Morgana was the first ever muse I rped back in 2013 when I first joined ferp. How much of a ham and how truly she wants to make the world a better place gave me hope. I hope I can give this girl all the love she deserves and can't wait to interact with everyone .

~Aerilla