#conversations | morrigan

[cquity]

morrigan & addison || @wcnderfulthings

"here you dropped this." the blonde admitted as she held out her hand towards the other, a gold ring attached to a loose gold chain. "seemed like it might be something important." mor explained. "the clasp looks like it snapped - i'm sure the antique store in town might have replacement bands if that's what you're after."

[cquity]

morrigan let out a small laugh at the others comment. "honestly i spent so long trying to break out of here that eventually i've learnt to embrace it." she explained, shrugging. "it's not so bad once you get used to it, the food here is decent." the blonde listened to the other nodding. "if you're lucky they might show up here and you'll be less lonely."

open to anyone

sunset cove beach

"What do you mean I can't leave? Why can't my magic get me out of here?" Stella huffed. "I mean, the sunshine here is a major bonus, but I don't even know what realm this is," she stated. "Ugh. I just want to go home, and I don't know how to get there from here. I can't even contact daddy to send someone for me, my phone calls to Solaria aren't going through," she added.

[six-improbable-things]

Black Sails is a masterpiece for dozens of reasons, but one of them is definitely the way that even though season 3 ends on a victory (albeit a bittersweet/costly one), you can just feel the impending doom looming over the characters. The narrative is whispering to you "This is a tragedy." despite the plot and character high notes that the season ends on.

[thefadecodex]

Curiosity has been found—a carrier of a spirit, not a possession between Morrigan and Mythal. Curious, indeed (+ Taash fan-being Morrigan turning into a dragon to help the inquisitor)!

[cheaploafs]

the calm before the storm

[stargirlfeyre]

Hot Take: You personally relating to Nesta the most does not make her the most realistic character or the most human. It just means that she spoke to you on a deeper scale than the other characters, not that she’s generally the most realistic of them.

Real people relate to Feyre’s struggles with domestic and familial abuse, real people relate to Rhys’ and Gwyn’s struggles with adapting to life after being violated both physically and mentally, real people relate to Mor’s struggles with coming out to your family or being disowned by your family in the name of purity and culture.

All of these characters were written with different journeys and backgrounds so all readers have someone who feels real to them. Seeing yourself in one character over the others does not mean that that character was the only one written with realistic themes and struggles.

[cquity]

mor & malaki || @bcttcrthanrcvcnge

"don't look now but i think that girl over there is checking you out." the blonde pointed with her index finger a smirk on her lips. "she is quite hot i'll give her that." mor rolled her eyes dramatically. "it's a shame she doesn't swing for the same team - i could definitely use some attention right about now."

[hazel-not-wong]

morrigan and lamya talking about weather back home and lamya being like 'oh yeah we do rain dances in droughts to get water' while morrigan's like: ??? tf we do rain dances to STOP the water

[cquity]

Morrigan, observing Victor's exasperation from across the room, arched an eyebrow at his struggle with the water, her expression a mixture of amusement and curiosity. She had always found his idiosyncrasies rather intriguing, and this instance was no exception.

"Water troubles, huh?" she remarked dryly, her voice tinged with a touch of detachment. "Seems like the piano might be in danger of turning into a makeshift fountain at this rate. Not exactly the artistic touch you were aiming for, I presume."

Open Starter || Victor Van Dort

“this water business isn’t very helpful, is it?” victor huffed. he very much liked having a vase of flowers picked by his partners on his piano. it was a nice sentiment to keep a part of them with him when he was away. but whenever his hand moved, so did the water. “i don’t know how many more splashes my piano can take. a shame really…pianos are all black and white, it was nice to add some color.”

@thebridgehqs

[sserrafeim]

Acotar fans when the fae in their fae books don’t act according to human morality rules: 😳😦😦😦😦😦😠😠😠😡😡😡😡💥💥💥🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬

[asolitaryrose]

oof, i just got through all of Solas' regrets AND a very heavy conversation with Morrigan and boy, that's a lot of lore to dump on the player in one go

i lost it at this part lmao poor Morrigan

[aces-to-apples]

Think whatever you want, I just know Kieran is spending Veilguard bopping around Ferelden putting out fires and fighting darkspawn with King Dad, truly fulfilling the Theirin family curse tradition of learning what it means to be prince (and eventually king) of Ferelden in the most dogshit circumstances available

[a-gay-bloodmage]

To Be Soft

(Morrigan & Andrea Cousland)

The Warden, Andrea Cousland, has killed Flemeth and given Morrigan her true Grimoire. Instead of leaving her alone to read, Andrea sits with her and talks about family and Morrigan wishes she wanted to keep pushing her away.

[impossible-rat-babies]

people lamenting about never seeing the HoF are kinda funny to me as someone whose warden kicked the bucket at the end of the game 😬

[lottiesnotebook]

the kick inside (3/30)

by lottiesnotebook/goldtreesilvertree

Fandom: Dragon Age (Origins) Relationships: Morrigan/Female Tabris Rating: Mature Summary: Luna Tabris attends her first noble dinner as a guest rather than entertainment, and finds it a uniquely sickening experience...

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[cquity]

morrigan arched a brow at the others attitude, a small smile spreading across her lips. "well i was going to offer to buy you a drink, but you seem to already have one." the blonde admitted, sliding into the booth, sitting across from the other. "what are you drinking anyways?"

After Sunset Beach Bar | Closed starter | @cquity

Not really in the mood to be at the club and wanting a little less chaotic and quieter space to drink tonight, Marceline found herself in one of those rare times where she'd venture outside of Black Rock Bay to a different side of the island. After securing herself another strawberry margarita, Marceline returned back to her corner booth in a darkly lit area of the bar. Eyes scanning the crowd who were mostly dressed in vivid, colorful outfits, she looked up and around the room, taking in its matching vivid and colorful aesthetic it had going for Pride month. As a woman approached her, a smirk formed on her lips as the other came to a stop in front of her booth. "Can I help you?" she asked, voice laced with attitude because she just can't help it.