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@asktheravenclan // continued:
"Are yah sure? No broken bones or signs of poisons?" Morgana asked directing her second question to the healer that was attending to the younger woman.
"Nothing of the sort, my Queen. Though, if I may be so bold as to point out that you may end up causing some broken bones from how tightly you are holding onto the patient." The healer sighed, well used to the dramatics Morgana flew into when one of her children got injured. Though, these dramatics were preferred over the state the queen had been in after what had happened to her youngest...
Daedra could only offer the smallest shake of her head, eventually working herself from the protective grip of the other. Not that the redhead minded, it was a very comforting gesture... but it did make replying a bit awkward.
“I’m all right, Lady Morgana,” the smaller woman replied. “I just have some scrapes and bruising, but that’s mostly from tripping when I fell and was running.” Daedra held up her one arm, the sleeve pulled all the way back, exposing her thin little limb, now covered in a long bandage. “I’ve gotten worse injuries back home.... but I know I was very lucky to get away and be found in time.”
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“Do yah want that list alphabetized or ordered numerically? Askin’ far future reference.”
Anonymously (or not in this case) tell my muse what the fuck is wrong with them
"I was actually thinking more along the lines of "Order of most prominent", figure that would be more useful. Alphabetically, we'd be here for another wonderful 4 million years."
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⚘ ⚘ ❤️ Send this to ten bloggers you think are amazing. Spread the love. ❤️
no u ~
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Are yah drunk? (You can use any muse, I’m resetting Morgana’s relationships)
Send “Are you drunk?” to start a thread with my muse drunk!
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A soft giggle escaped the red head’s lips. “Maybe” the spirit said with a mischievous grin. “Why? Are ya here to spoil my fun?”
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So, I started playing AFK Arena recently, and is it just me, or do some of the Graveborn just have some of the most tragic backstories? Like, poor Baden escapes being killed by Silvina only to die in battle and be raised by a necromancer... and can you just imagine the angst if Estrilda had run into him when the necromancer was still in control...
Hiyah! It’s nice to see you again Morgana-Mun! And yeah, the Graveborn do have a lot of tragic stories. Although minor correction that Silvina didn’t kill Baden but an unknown Mauler warrior during ine battle skirmish.
And yessssss! The angst! So much Rayne Family angst!
We’re getting a new Graveborn hero soon!
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✗ ((Pot calling the kettle black.))
A Monster || Accepting
“Yes, well, I suppose you’d know, wouldn’t you? Awful fast to call me one, though, have I done somethin’ to step on your toes of late?”
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’ Ah prefer the human organs ta eat over other species. ’
“Haa...?” He stared in absolute horror and disbelief. It was understandable for the young man to feel more afraid than he’s ever been in Morgana’s presence. She just admitted to something rather terrifying. His heart was racing, pounding painfully against his chest. The throbbing in his ears was almost deafening.
“You...a-are you...?” Was she going to eat him?
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“That doesn’t look like a scratch.” Allie muttered at the other girl, goldish eyes wide with a bit of worry and mostly creeping madness.
Send “That doesn’t look like a scratch.” for my muse to react to yours finding them bandaging a wound.
My jumped at the voice that startled her from her “patchwork” along her leg. It really wasn’t anything to worry about, My was thinking as she knew herself to be able to manage much worse. But with the blood oozing out of the handkerchief she’d applied to the wound, the argument would be hard to back.
“Well, for a body your size it’s a scratch…hey don’t look at me like that! It’s nothing I can’t fix.”
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'All right, all right! If you’re so against it, then we can work together to sabotage our own wedding!' Mider signed in a huff. He was still mad about being roped into this in the first place- he had half a mind to eat the person who'd set this up. Even his own mother had protested the idea of the marriage.
| Arranged marriage? More like NOPE! | Accepting |
Letting out a sigh of relief Morgan gave Mider a big hug. “Thank you, thank you! You’re the best, after we mess this whole thing up we’ll be free and never have to worry about it again!”
Letting go of him after the hug she took a few steps back, smiling at him. She has no idea where this even came from, marriage seemed like a weird idea at the time. No one would tell her the full details, not even her siblings. She would ask her father but when does he ever come by to talk? Oh right, never.
But it was nice to know that Mider felt the same way about the whole thing, she knows for sure she’ll make sure this will never end like how it does in the books. How do you live with someone for the rest of your life if someone else makes that choice for you?
“Now don’t act like that, we both didn’t ask for this. Now, we need to brainstorm ideas before the day of the wedding, as soon as we get it called off you can get back to whatever it is you do, and I can get back to my training!”
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"Ah can fix yah"
Put "I can fix you" in my inbox for my Muse's reaction to yours offering to help them recover from a past or present trauma.
Fix him? That was certainly an eerie way of wording that, but not far from truth. “The last time someone thought they could fix me, I suffered severe memory loss...” And Mintha still suffers from permanent damage, as he no longer remembers anything of his childhood. His memory only goes so far back. Of course, the one memory to survive the memory alteration was the one thing that his mother wanted to remove.
His father’s death. The very cause of his nightmares and anxiety.
“How could you possibly do any better?”
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Morgana's just going to sneak up and cuddle her new adopted child with a possessive glare directed at anyone who isn't Melina.
Rhyne doesn’t even flinch at being snuck up on, but he is happy to see his new mother cuddling him. The feeling of being cuddled by a parental figure was foreign but welcomed.
“Hiya, mama!” Rhyne chirped and embraced her back.
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“Daedra, Ah’m am so sorry Ah missed yahr birthday!” Morgana gave the younger woman a quick hug before smiling. “But Ah brought some interestin’ tea back from my trip. How ‘bout we have a cuppa and chat?”
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"You found out my birthday?" the redhead asked, her demeanor instantly perking up. Afterall, she'd expected her birthday to be a bit overlooked since arriving.
"Oh, don't worry about any of that, Morgana!" Daedra was quick to assure, bouncing happily. "I understand you were really busy! It's always the thought that counts about birthdays, even if they come late! That just spreads the celebrating time, is all! Uwaaah~ I'm so excited!! Yes, let's!!!"
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❊ I want to roleplay with you, ✸ I want to plot with you, ✷ I wish our characters were friends (though it would probably be more like frenemies, lol), ✢ I like your characters, ✦ I like seeing you on my dash
AYYYYY thank you!! same to you!! and yes frenemies makes sense to me cuz thats as close as star gets LMAO
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"Ole, Ah need a babysitter... how well can yah handle an infant that can fly?"
“Lindie could use something to do so we’d be able to manage just fine!”
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☯ ((Morgana has thought of both Piitch and Fae naked))
send me ☯ if your muse has ever thought about mine naked
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The Nightmare King flashed his wicked grin at the woman. “I know that I am too handsome for words, but do try to control yourself” he snickered.
Fey’s freckle covered cheeks went bright pink from blush. She had not expected her to say that. “Y-Ya what?”
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asktheravenclan replied to your post: While daddy is away, the baby star will— BECOME...
((Just watch, Grandma Morgana is going to give her a real dagger.))
HE MAY BE ARRESTED HERE SOON IN SPACE BUT PAPA SAYS NO.
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