hey guys!! thanks for being patient with me while I was out of town. im back now though, and will be online and doing replies soon! :)
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hey guys!! thanks for being patient with me while I was out of town. im back now though, and will be online and doing replies soon! :)

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this is a quick PSA that I meant to post like two days ago saying that I won’t be online much this week (if at all) since im out of town. ill likely queue this once or twice as a reminder too.
this is a quick PSA that I meant to post like two days ago saying that I won’t be online much this week (if at all) since im out of town. ill likely queue this once or twice as a reminder too.
this is a quick PSA that I meant to post like two days ago saying that I won’t be online much this week (if at all) since im out of town. ill likely queue this once or twice as a reminder too.
HEADCANON. As a member of the Grimleal, Morgan was a sorcerer who used fiendish magic fueled by Grima himself. He had never dared to even attempt the dark arts prior to his switching sides, so when he suddenly began using vast amounts of dark magic with no chance to gradually acclimate to it, his body read it as unnatural (and truly, it was). Due to this, his palms and fingertips from which the spells were cast are permanently scarred and heavily calloused.

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Send ”If you hold still, it won't hurt as much” to patch up a wound on my muse
@gimle.
❝ Master Grima, the group of soldiers from Ylisstol have been destroyed. ❞
The boy’s words were curt and to the point, but his tone seemed STIFF in a way that suggested something else was weighing on his mind. Morgan’s head remained lowered, causing his thick azure bangs to fall into his eyes (thereby concealing his expression). His fingers idly grasped at the dark fabric of his cloak, rubbing it between them out of nervous habit.
@awackened.
Morgan stood outside his parents’ tent, hands idly tugging on his cloak’s too-long sleeves as he hesitated. He gnawed on his already chapped lower lip, eyes glancing around the premises for a moment. The sun was almost completely faded from the sky, so maybe he shouldn’t— No, no, if his speculation was true and he did have a CURSE on him, he would need Mother’s help. She would know what to do. Glancing up again, Morgan cleared his throat.
❝ Mother? Can I… Can I come in? ❞
five word prompts
[inspired by this]
“actually… i just miss you.”
“alright, i’ll leave you alone.”
“and slowly… i was forgotten.”
“and then everything just disappears.”
“and where do i go?”
“anyone could tell from here.”
“are you finishing that or…?”
“are you stupid or stupid?”
“anything, just call me, okay?”
“bitch better have my money.”
“bro… that’s so… not cool…”
“but did you do it?”
“call me now. it’s urgent.”
“can’t you listen to me?”
“cross that. don’t answer that.”
“don’t even think about it.”
“don’t you dare walk away.”
“do it. i dare you.”
“did you think i forgot?”
“eventually… you just move on.”
“even if you still do.”
“everything will fall into place.”
“fight me, you attractive stranger.”
“for once, i need you.”
“for once… i was right.”
“for once… i was wrong.”
“forget i even asked you.”
“forget it. you fucking suck.”
“fuck’s sake, what’s your problem?”
“fuck off. i mean it.”
“give and take. that’s life.”
“great. perfect. nice. fuck this.”
“have you lost your mind?”
“hello? it’s me. i was-”
“hey… that wasn’t so nice.”
“here’s a glass of whatever.”
“how about a hug, hm?”
“how about you make me?”
“i haven’t forgot you yet.”
“i can’t be around you.”
“i don’t need you, really.”
“i don’t need this now.”
“is this your first time?”
“it’s just a cut, really.”
“it wasn’t me, i swear!”
“i said i love you.”
“just don’t fuck it up.”
"just… come back alive, okay?”
“just make sure you’ve eaten.”
“kick his ass for me.”
“killed him? wait, what, literally?”
“life really sucks. feel better.”
“letting go hurts… a lot.”
“let me live, will you?”
“no, i don’t need you.”
“nothing can hurt me now.”
“nothing matters anymore to me.”
“okay it was me… so?”
“people lie all the time.”
“pipe the fuck down, asshole.”
“please, you can’t die now.”
“please don’t leave me alone.”
“quiet. they can hear us.”
“quick! give me your phone!”
“quicker, you freaking piece of-”
“quit it or i’ll bite.”
“quit staring! they’ll notice us!”
"really? do i look stupid?”
“real smooth, tripping over air.”
“rise and shine, sweet thing.”
“rise and fucking shine, motherfucker.”
“seriously? give me a break.”
“so… what are we now?”
“so… did you miss me?”
“so… can we go eat?”
“so… when’s the next flight?”
“so… how did everything go?”
“sometimes, i wish you died.”
“so what? you did it.”
“time passes slower without you.”
“then what do you suggest?”
“the fuck? who are you?”
“then you tell me why.”
“this is not working out.”
“this isn’t what i wanted.”
“this is all a fucking disaster.”
“when did it all happen?”
“who knew you’d be here?”
“why do i even bother?”
“why do i love you?”
“why didn’t you tell me?”
“you’re just… so, so stupid.”
“you can’t be here now.”
“you look like an accident.”
“you really need to go.”
“you know who to call.”
"zero fucks given. next please.”
@sweetfulsin.
Practically tripping over himself in his haste, Morgan scrambled to catch up with Gaius before he lost sight of him. After hearing the news, he’d been trying to track down the elusive older Shepherd for almost an hour. As he approached, the teen didn’t even think to ask if now was a bad time to talk to him (as he often did). Morgan’s expression was bright and cheery, and he clapped his hands together in triumph before speaking.
❝ Gaius! One of the soldiers told me your bag of sweets was BOTTOMLESS. D’ya think I could see it?? ❞

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@retalupine.
---So small, and yet so complex; this is why Marc loved bugs. Most of the Nohrian army tended to brush him and his hobbies off as being on the childish side, of course, but Marc didn’t mind enough to make any efforts towards concealing his fascination. Especially not now, as his attention was fixated on a particularly large insect making its way through camp. Eventually came the strategist’s quiet murmur to himself,
❝ It isn’t an Ylissean screeching moth, but it’s something... ❞
@grimhymn.
Splinters dug into the young tactician’s calloused fingertips as he tightened his grip on the wooden post, though he felt no pain from them. The lump in his throat only tightened however; though he should be grateful that his fingers weren’t bleeding, he could think only of how he didn’t know why his hands were so worn and scarred.
Morgan sucked in a sharp breath as he slammed his forehead against the post for what was not the first time that night, growing more frantic. ❝Come on, come on—just remember SOMETHING...❞
(He cared naught for the bruise which would certainly form by morning. His thick bangs would conceal it, he knew.)
my internet is acting up again, so im gonna call it a night before I get irritated ack-- so for those im plotting with rn/owe starters to ill get on it tomorrow.
MUTUALS!! if you haven’t yet, crash my inbox to plot and/or like my starter call!
[ it's my favorite servant. master grima's gere boy, let's go kill all your friends! yipee! ]
❝YIPPEE!!❞
@temporsia.
Morgan could often be found tailing one of his comrades, in an attempt to observe their daily happenings and learn more about them. After all, most of the Shepherds still seemed quite arcane to the young amnesiac. Today, it seemed that the chosen victim individual that Morgan followed would be a certain light-footed mercenary.
Amber eyes were alight with curiosity as the other teen was slowly approached. By the way Morgan’s brow furrowed, his inquiry was clearly genuine when he asked, ❝ Are you doing your usual gigolo thing, Inigo? ❞

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@amnesiums.
Morgan had entered his mother’s tent with obvious purpose, but seemed to have second thoughts upon actually seeing her. He halted just baaaarely inside, pausing in an uncharacteristic show of uncertainty. Swallowing thickly, the teen’s eyes began to dart about the contents of the tactician’s quarters, looking anywhere but at her.
❝ Mother! Err... ahem. G-Good evening. ❞ (His voice did NOT crack.)
okaaayy, here we go. like this for a short starter, to be posted a bit later!!