Semi-Selective || M!Morgan || Summoned by Cress || Est 3/11/18
Don't wanna be here? Send us removal request.
Text
Reblog if you don’t mind Pre-established Relationships!
And if you’d like, send “😍” if you’d like to talk about a pre-established relationship with our muses!!
6K notes
·
View notes
Text
“It’s snowing! Guys, snow! Does anyone want to go outside and have a snowball fight? Snow forts, guys!”
1 note
·
View note
Text
[📚⚔️📚] “I mean, if you want one, you’re gonna have to catch me, ‘Mo!”
And off he goes, running off with a grin on his face. Ah, but it was too much fun messing with his twin. She’d get her kiss eventually, but he had to make it a game-
And then his legs gave out beneath him. More specifically, they fell right into the pitfall trap in front of him. Had she . . .?
“Whoa!!!” Now he went tumbling, head over heels until he reached the bottom, landing on his back with a groan.
@fellsomnus
“Morgannnnnnnnnn, let me kiss you already.”
2 notes
·
View notes
Photo

Fallen Female Robin!
#The Golden Standard to Always Follow (Mother)#The horror I can't remember (Grima)#Not my turn! (OOC)
2K notes
·
View notes
Photo

This is the Lucky Leo. Reblog for good luck on summoning Leo and your Awakening Children.
#I mean just seeing this got me another 5 star Caeda so of course I'm reblogging it#Not my turn! (OOC)
2K notes
·
View notes
Note
Male morgan better get ready for chaos, starting with all of his books being replaced with cook books. the real books are over at his mothers tent.
[📚⚔️📚]“Whoa! Whoa! Th-That’s not funny at all! Where . . . wh-where are my-?!”Frantic, worried noises escape the young protege as he tossed his tent apart, books now piled on his bed, on his desk, barricading himself inside-
How to send Morgan into a bewildered state with a harmless prank, 101.
2 notes
·
View notes
Text
[📚⚔️📚] “Uhhhhhhhh-”
Well, he’d been caught. Although, at that point his guard had dropped, something Mother would have immediately kindly chastised him for doing. But how could he not be distracted, watching one of the best swordsmen in the entire world at work? In his opinion, all of Lucina’s hard work had paid off tenfold. She was beauty, lethal mastery-
Oops, back to the present. Morgan smiled brightly, walking out from behind the tree he’d been observing from and seating himself beside Lucina on the fallen trunk.
“Ever since you got here. I saw the look in your eye before you left, and I couldn’t help but follow. You know me, unable to keep my curiousity sated. I’m so glad I did, though. That was incredible!” He chimed. “I don’t think I could be as good as you with a sword in, what, forever? I’m not saying I’m bad, just that you’re amazing!”
@aetherfaire
[📚⚔️📚] “Hmmmmm …” Observant eyes watched the Royal wandering out of camp. Wandering wasn’t the exact word for it, though. No, there was a purpose to Lucina’s walk, like she knew exactly where she was going, and she didn’t want anybody following her. So of course, the naturally inquisitive tactician-in-training did exactly that. Trailing a respectable distance behind, enough to be mistaken as merely headed out to a nearly location. What was she doing?
2 notes
·
View notes
Text
“S . . . sorry. You just . . . you look a lot like my mom. A-Also, I’m not a kid. I just look a little young for my age.” Said the twenty-one year old boy to the vessel of an ancient dragon spirit. He might have gotten the specific person wrong, but Morgan knew a vessel when he saw one. After all, his own mother could have been one.
@princessoffell encountered the Tactician to be!
A Grimleal Hirophant’s cloak. There weren’t many people who wore that specific garb. Morgan hurried his pace, a smile breaking over his face.
“Mother? Is that you! Mother! Mother, it’s me! Morg-” And slowly, his pace slowed down. Oh. No, that wasn’t his mother. It didn’t take a genius to figure that out.
“You’re … . you’re not my mother at all.”
3 notes
·
View notes
Text
@princessoffell encountered the Tactician to be!
A Grimleal Hirophant’s cloak. There weren’t many people who wore that specific garb. Morgan hurried his pace, a smile breaking over his face.
“Mother? Is that you! Mother! Mother, it’s me! Morg-” And slowly, his pace slowed down. Oh. No, that wasn’t his mother. It didn’t take a genius to figure that out.
“You’re . . . . you’re not my mother at all.”
3 notes
·
View notes
Text
💖 This post for a starter! Feel free to go into my messages if you want to discuss the thread!
2 notes
·
View notes
Text
@aetherfaire
[📚⚔️📚] “Hmmmmm . . .” Observant eyes watched the Royal wandering out of camp. Wandering wasn’t the exact word for it, though. No, there was a purpose to Lucina’s walk, like she knew exactly where she was going, and she didn’t want anybody following her. So of course, the naturally inquisitive tactician-in-training did exactly that. Trailing a respectable distance behind, enough to be mistaken as merely headed out to a nearly location. What was she doing?
2 notes
·
View notes
Text

Thank you to the anon who let me know that Morgan’s askbox was off! That and submissions are now activated!
1 note
·
View note
Photo

A forgotten past
A heart of gold
One a tragedy
The other a hero
Both super friendly muns!
Hate free zone!
Both have 12+ years of RP experience
Both are shipping tra– Uh.
Crossover and OC friendly
AUs adored!
11 notes
·
View notes