#{ Musing: Morrigan }

[hazel-not-wong]

when my card declines at therapy so they bring up the fact that morrigan probably saw a brother (or even a father) figure in mildmay only for him to betray her, ruining her confidence in older male figures.

[nvaderxim]

Once upon a time, I toyed with an AU idea where Morrigan and Ellyn were immortal because magic. (Yes, Ellyn. This was brainrot pre-Inquisition). It was something tied to the power Ellyn has because of the Old God Soul, and somehow, Morrigan was also affected.

And, well… Edric? Edric eventually goes to his Calling. And Morrigan and Ellyn would live the next ages without him but forever missing him.

The two of them watch the world change. And magic is somehow forgotten as several ages go by. Certain real events are remembered as tales.

They would live trying to hide their true identities, shifting from one false name and occupation to another through the years.

And eventually, modern age comes. Morrigan is a scientist — a job she finds she enjoys except for the technology. (She still prefers books to screens. And she certainly prefers pen and paper to computers.)

One day, the world is shaken. Long forgotten now, an entrance to the deep roads caves in at the very same building where Morrigan is working. As the dust settles, the people in the lab see a figure emerging from the shadow.

And he calls himself The Warden.

[houndofhellskitchen]

kurt: the quickest way to a man’s heart is . .

morrigan: through the third or fourth rib

kurt: . . .

kurt: his stomach

morrigan: that’s the stupid shit I’ve ever heard

[rogaire]

While Shay would be a loving and supporting father to his children, he's also that kind of da that would FIGHT for his life to hold back his laughter in situations like these.

[an-stoirm]

The good news is I have a new-to-me Morrígan statue and prayer beads to Her!

The bad news is that I need to clean my desk to make room for Her 😅

[benevolent-mushroom]

You know what one of the biggest tragedies of life is?

How hard it is to truly comprehend mathematics

Every proof is a symphony,

Each seemingly boring homework question a few gentle bars, showing new chord progressions,

Every new field adds a new instrument to the orchestra,

Even the simplest of pieces, 1+1=2, a seemingly simple chord, the first almost all learn,

Has been expanded into an immense tapestry rivalling any masterpiece you care to name,

And so few people understand, not because they can't, but because they weren't shown,

People say they don't like maths and that's okay, but sometimes I feel like they're saying they don't like music because they've only ever been taught to read the written compositions, never actually hearing the piece,

And even for the people who do 'get it' we never really get to hear the piece either! we hear the notes in our heads maybe, but we'll still never hear the composition played,

The opening beat of the boundary conditions,

The first few notes of the givens,

The slow buildup as the realm of the unknown is cut away from bit by bit, possibility being cornered into certainty,

The quickening tempo as one by one variables are confined and defined, faster for each one,

Until finally,

The solution comes with a triumphant crescendo,

Ending with a final farewell note of the simplified form(s) fading slowly out leaving you for a moment to marvel at the piece.

But we don't get to hear a single solitary note

[jentrevellan]

I simply love taking Solas with me to the Arbor Wilds. I swear it's the closest he gets to revealing who he is when Morrigan antagonises him and it's b e a u t i f u l

[whoistherealmonsterhere]

- @the-lonescout liked for a starter from Morrigan -

The forest. It was a pleasant change from the scenery of her homeworld, it’s lush foliage painted in moonlight. Beams of silver danced across the undergrowth, filtered through the dense canopy overhead in thin rays. A welcome change for Morrigan.

She perched upon the low bough of an old tree overlooking a creek, her agile figure stretching out comfortably. Splaying her wings to either side, the succubus absently smoothed her fingers through her hair and let out a content sigh. At least the wildlife were pleasant companions in a place like this.

[svonbuchwald]

[hazel-not-wong]

do you think people study morrigan's painting hundreds of years later, wondering if her anger was a mask for the grief she was feeling for her herself, perhaps directed at her father for allowing this to happen, or even at fate themselves for cutting her life string so short.

and then they find records of what her funeral casket looked like and it's just like... oh! she was probably just pissed about how FUGLY it was.

[elliscousland]

Ellis & Morrigan vibes

[houndofhellskitchen]

morrigan: I have beef with one catholic man

kurt wagner: is it me ?

morrigan: no it’s not you-

matt murdock: is it me?

morrigan: . . well it’s not kurt

[chapters-and-charms]

Dyed my roots red in order to celebrate the courage and strength the morrigan lends me and the confidence and patience Persephone grants me. I love having ways to carry them with me, this one’s just a bit more permanent <3

Just very thankful they have some overlapping correspondences and attributes (I.e. reds and blacks). Makes it a bit easier 🥰

[sinner-with-a-gun]

"Wow! You're so pretty! Like damn!" Charlie to Morrigan.

"Why, thank ye, dea--"

"Ahh....yer Lucifer's daughter, aren't ya? Pleasure tae make yer acquaintance, Yer Highness."

[benevolent-mushroom]

Was having a bit of a bad day so I decided to try drawing after not doing it much and...

What the fuck! When did I get that good?!

[seaglassmelody]

Haha BOY I forgot how frustrating the writing in What Pride Had Wrought is

“What if this Mythal still exists”

BABY GIRL YOU ARE A DALISH MAGE. TRAINING TO BE KEEPER. YOU FUCKING KNOW WHO MYTHAL IS!!!!!! Fym “this Mythal”

And Morrigan humansplaining elven history and legend I’m just.