#morrigan header

[serexvu]

morrigan aensland from darkstalkers

[six-improbable-things]

So I saw this post, and I thought "hey, I can make that!" and spent 15 minutes dicking around in PS, and this is the result.

Feel free to do whatever with these, I don't care. (Post them to other sites, use them as reaction images, whatever.) Just don't remove the credit at the bottom of the image.

(Image descriptions under the cut)

[ID: A set of four images of black text on a white background. They all are formatted the same, to look like the header of an online news article, but each has a different headline. Above the headline it reads "Writer's Weekly" in all caps. A red vertical line separates this from the next phrase "March 14, 2024". After each headline, written in small italic font it reads "By Morrigan", then the tumblr "t" icon, then "@six-improbable-things". The first headline reads: "Person Fantasizes About Hurting Their Favorite Character Until They Fall Asleep". The second headline reads: "Woman Fantasizes About Hurting Her Favorite Character Until She Falls Asleep". The third headline reads "D&D Player Fantasizes About Hurting Their Character Until They Fall Asleep". The fourth headline reads: "Writer Fantasizes About Hurting Their Characters Until They Fall Asleep". /End ID]

[fleurology]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY @morrigan-sims

"like, genuinely, why was i Like That?"

my best friend is 20 today! [extended note under the cut]

dear morri,

thank you. i know i should probably thank your parents for having you, but i love you for you. i love you for your personality, your quirks, your humor, your kindness, and your overall presence in my life.

my life is better because you're a part of it. you're my best friend, and i can't imagine my life without you. i'm so glad i know you, and i can't wait to take on the world with you whenever we finally meet.

i could write more, but this is a public tumblr post, so i'll shut up now. i'll be in your discord dms immediately when i click post on this, so prepare for an influx of love hehe.

love, hayli.

also here's a bonus image i couldn't fit in the header:

[friendcorp]

Pinned Info Post!

Welcome to FriendCorp! Friend Corp is a Day 50 run of the game Lobotomy Corporation in which we only hire agents from the community! We're accepting submissions but please keep it to 1 nugget per person and please only submit nuggets who you made.

Submitted nuggets will always have the the owner/creator credited after the nugget's name. Example: Blorbo [BlorboMakerBlog]

This blog is Managed by: @northwest-cryptid

and @neapolitanrime https://twitter.com/neapolitanrime https://www.twitch.tv/neapolitanrime

The Blog Icon was made by: @silence-kris

The Blog Header was made by: @blahblahdummy All art is used with the permission of the artists.

If you want to submit your blorbo/nuggets we kindly ask you to include:

A name for the character

An image that shows generally which hair/eyes/mouth to use and which colors to use for the hair. Images using the in game menus are ideal however everything from drawings to Picrews are acceptable! Any image is better than no image.

Which department you'd like them to be in (giving a backup department would help too because we're actually starting to fill up some of the more popular early game departments)

The current list of all Agents is as follows and will be updated as we go:

Control: 1 - Randomly Generated Employee (Dia) 2 - Marx [@something-soup-something] 3 - Rain [@ordei] 4 - Geminiano [@peachymun-from-georgia] 5 - Kanna [@thatguyappreciator]

Information: 1 - Julian [@firebuug] 2 - Yuri [@polyydeucess] 3 - Tori [@northwest-cryptid] 4 - Archer [@supazupa] 5 - Merry [@anomaly-beans]

Safety: 1 - Reinhardt [@branch-wdk53] 2 - Maki [@pinchbee] 3 - Epsilon27 [@5thcloud] 4 - Xavier [EC] 5 - Lunas [@chesedwithacap]

Training: 1 - Foosball [@hydrojoy] 2 - Bella [@uniquezombiedestiny] 3 - Morrigan [@attack-viridiant] 4 - Maritza [@simikae] 5 - Kiminsung [@eepiest-malkuth]

Central Control: 1 - Remi [@notvess] 2 - Ray [@amystarrstuff] 3 - Gabriel [@almondes] 4 - Matty [@profoundpsychicfarmkid] 5 - Yuri [@eclectic-sunflower]

Central Control 2: 1 - Sergey [@chekuth-w] 2 - Asera [@yukitarei] 3 - Vanessa [@cryptice1kz] 4 - Maxine [@fluffralsei] 5 - Odelie [@venoshocked]

Welfare: 1 - Emma [@logirby] 2 - Kimhanseul [@mandorin-moranges] 3 - Lucas [@bestelf] 4 - Lychee [@enderpearlgurl13] 5 - Victoria [@ohmewhatsthis]

Disciplinary: 1 - Kimlek [@magician7] 2 - Poussey [@mistwolfdaumbreon] 3 - Nea [@neapolitanrime] 4 - Marion [@zombie-ladymacbeth] 5 - Alwina [@raincloud020604]

Records: 1 - Professor [@kira-moonrabbit] 2 - Goodie [@observancesys] 3 - Hannah [@okawarihappylife] 4 - Samuel [@p-o-3] 5 - Chicken Nugget [@chaoticalrequiem]

Extraction: 1 - OJ [@pascal-oswell] 2 - Avion [@cosmic-courtroom] 3 - Neville [@boneeatingbitch] 4 - Corbinian [@compleatedsadboy] 5 - Soccy [@apocalypsearsonist]

Architecture: 1 - POLYGON [@worivrst] 2 - Sergey [@tatonslice] 3 - Broski [@wanderinganywhere] 4 - Yoon-Hoo [@celestialiisland] 5 -

Total: 54/55

[wolfhowlwitch]

my name is Wolf 🐺

I’m a 26 year old guy married to the love of my life. I’m an eclectic polytheistic pagan witch (have been for 14 years) who is devoted to Hades, Persephone, Hermes, and The Morrigan. I do believe that every deity from any pantheon has validity, but my worship tends to reside in the Hellenic-Norse-Celtic worlds.

I’m a Pisces sun/Virgo moon/Leo rising/Aquarius Venus. I have an Aries stellium and 55% of my chart is fire signs.

I am gay/trans/physically + mentally disabled, and thusly this blog is not a safe space for transphobes, homophobes, or ableists- or racists, misogynists, classists, alt-righters, etc. I will not only block you but publicly shame you.

I come from a tiny little town way way north- near the Canadian border- and now reside somewhere in Oregon. my heart still belongs back home.

my sideblogs are

@blessedqueenofthedamned (Persephone)

@styxgreatesthits (Hades)

@lyreandathief (Hermes)

@sacredsistersthree (The Morrigan)

my frequent tags are as follows

#the wolf speaks - these are my original posts

#the wolf vents - this is a vent tag

#the wolf listens to music - for posts about music

#the wolf and the raven - posts including my husband

#my spells - my original spells

#devotional writing - this is where I post devotional writings for my deities

#30 days of them- where my posts for 4res’ 30 Days of Them challenge live

avatar art by sancta-silje, header art by Atenebris

[chandlerxfitzgerald]

No Requiem // self para

Chandler never minded living in luxury's generous lap. He spent the money on designer clothes, owned the latest advances technology offered, and practically slept on silk sheets night by night. He even held the option being driven around the city by another, but today, this is something that required a trip alone. No private drivers means no one would judge him. True, he oftentimes enjoyed an audience of his flourishing dramatics, this time isn't the right moment for a performance.

He stepped out of the Rolls-Royce as soon as he pulled up along the edge of where he knew Douglas' grave sat and slung the duffle bag over his shoulder with a gentle huff. As he began the trek through the newly trimmed grass, he passed tombstones engraved by the names of the dead and placed aside the thought of how much he truly despised cemeteries. They were depressing, a reminder that a majority who ended up there had died at Urie's hands, at least that is what the young Fitzgerald imagined. Chandler finally reached the final resting place of the man who caused so much damage to everyone around him. The tombstone was tall, foreboding in a way, and a sculpted angel sat at the very top, looking down on him as if in mockery. Douglas was no angel in life, definitely not one in death. It may as well have been Lucifer's previous angelic form overseeing the former Hedgestone leader.

"Well, hey. Pops." Chandler greeted sarcastically, dropping the bag he hauled to the ground and sticking his hands in the pockets of his wool coat. His gaze briefly flickered the etching on the stone, the elaborate border lovely if it weren't for its place on a monster's marker. The header, Father, son, husband, dedicated leader forced a snort from the irony. Dedicated leader, Chandler's ass. "You're probably gazing up at me from Hell and wondering why I've wasted my time coming all the way here. I have a faction you cared more about than your own children to help run." He waved a hand dismissively and continued, "Personally, I think we should've cremated your ass and flushed what's left of your ashes down the toilet like the piece of shit you were. Would've been funnier."

"Morrigan's doing fantastic, by the way." Chandy couldn't deny the smug grin stretching his lips, glowing pride overtaking every inch of his being. "You underestimated her, Pops. She can be ruthless when she sees fit, she instrokes fear in an artful precision you never succeeded during your reign, and we both know who we have to blame for that. Don't we?" The thing they didn't talk about, those nights of torment and psychological warfare waged by their father leaving scars in different methods.

Chandler erased the memories from his mind for the moment. "She stole a page from your book, though. Messing with someone's head, forcing her victims to believe something that was not actually true just to make an example." He nodded once, "True, Momo knows you wouldn't have hesitated executing two traitors if you were still in charge, but she bloodies her hands when needed. She isn't the meek flower obeying under a dominate man that you thought she would be. The prize, the submissive whose only purpose was providing her husband a male heir. A sexual object incapable of thought." Morrigan rose above and proved her worth. "She's a kingless queen. And I her loyal second-in-command standing proudly through thick and thin."

His eyes hovered over the death date, practically burning a hole in the granite, as he fell silent for a long minute. "Do you know the day I remember often? I was fourteen. It had been about a month since I came to live in the mansion and you forced me to a suit fitting. You gave the spiel about how I was flying the Urie banner and shoved the responsibility of sharing duties with Desmond down my fucking throat." There was another pause. "That's also the time I finally understood how worthless you thought about your own daughter. You made me her replacement and I never asked for it." A sardonic chuckle exited Chandler's mouth at the next statement. "However closeminded you became, no matter my particular lifestyle, you'd rather suffer a flamboyant son than hand over power to a woman. I wasn't about to make it easy for you, Pops...I wanted you paying for it every goddamn day."

"Do you want to know a secret between us manly men with our superiority just because we have dicks? The same way you underestimated Morri, I underestimated you with your cruelty." Chandler began fidgeting with the sleeves of his coat considering the tightness those memories created constricting inside his throat. When most people experience severe trauma as the siblings endured, a brain would block out what causes the pain and buries it deep. Untouched, forbidding access until the person is ready if they ever reach the point in their lives. "Four days. You dragged me from my room to your office and subjected me to Morrigan's imprisonment. The whippings, every punch, I felt along my flesh as if I was there. You fucked with the temperature of my bedroom. Freezing cold with nothing to keep me warm but the sound of Morrigan's screams all night long as company. I couldn't sleep with that sound ringing in my ears. If I ever broke free from that room, I swore I would have hunted you down and separated your head from your body. Without question."

Chandler perceived himself as an overall friendly extrovert who could be bothered offering kindness to anyone that didn't deny his hand of friendship. He was the life of the party and welcomed the adoration, which made his interests of theater in his high school days reasonable. A temper tantrum and revealing the wrath wasn't synonymous with Chandler's personality, but as guarded as he is with emotions, he experienced them ten times stronger than most. "You were a suffocating presence in my life, Douglas. There was this," His hand hovered to the side of his temple, indicating his head, "This noise I couldn't silence. Your voice and her screaming repeating over and over like that fucking recording. I wanted to die. Believe me, those thoughts crossed my mind while I laid there in my bed. Shivering one night and sweating the next." The man's expression grew somber for a flicker and then drained completely of anything. "I was taunted by the pair of scissors in my desk drawer. The letter opener on my desk Dezzie gave me for my sixteenth birthday, it'd be that easy ending my suffering and spiting you in the process."

Another unspoken secret not even his psuedo sister knew and had she, it would break her heart surely. "I fought for Morrigan to stay alive, so I bided my time obediently. I knew the moment that diploma landed in my hand, I was gone. Away from Hedgestone, away from my responsibilities, from you. Running was the only option I had. Still...you didn't break me how you wanted." It sounded falsely confident and certainly, the sake of his self-esteem depended on faking until he could make it, and providing Douglas the gratification wouldn't ever materialize. "Then I arrive home to hear you and Dezzie perished in a car bombing. While my brother's death caused ripples of mourning in the community, yours was met with no deserving fanfare. As they say, the kingdoms never weep when the villain falls."

Chandler dropped to one knee beside the bag and unzipped it, removing the only object contained within and rising to a standing position. The brand new sledgehammer he purchased for this specific visit came highly recommended by the hardware store he purchased it from. The clerk clearly knew who he was the moment Chandy strutted through the door and was right forgoing asking questions as to why a Urie elite required the piece of equipment. "No one lights a candle to remember you, Douglas. No one prays while your corpse rots, certainly not me." Chandler gripped the handle and inspected the metal piece attached to the top thoroughly, "I want you to know the punchline. That boy you mutilated and tossed in the river like garbage, the name you thought you beat from your daughter, wasn't the one Morrigan was seeing. His name's Julian Reese."

Chandler raised the sledgehammer over his shoulder, uttering the small sweet victory, "You lose." The mallet's first forward swing landed right in the middle of the epitaph, poetically making contact on Douglas' name. The satisfaction instantly shot down his spine and slowly traveled from limb to limb. A euphoric experience exploding from pent up aggression and placing feelings underneath the floorboards. He lifted the hammer and struck the stone again with a forceful grunt, sending substantial sizes of rock flying every which way. It was a miracle he wasn't hit by anything, but he didn't stop there. Watching Julian take out his rage on a batting cage sparked the idea and he wasn't pulling his shots with losing complete control like the other did. While Julian feared the strength of his anger, Chandy thrived on his. The hammer created contact several times, enlarging the cracks along the surface.

The pedestal in which the tombstone sat on finally gave way with Chandler taking a small step backwards as the remaining pieces collapsed in on itself and sent the angel toppling to the grass, shattering in two pathetic slivers. There is a certain beauty when destruction happens, chaos St. Cascadia brings out in its citizens. That even the most civilized man like him could become monstrous when facing a tormentor. If Chandler cannot kill Douglas, he would erase the last piece of the Urie patriarch's identity. "No one will remember you now, bitch." Shooting a middle finger at what was left of the gravestone, Chandy stuffed the sledgehammer back inside the duffle and looped his arm through the straps.

As Chandler moved away from the ruins after a long minute staring at what he created, he stopped at another gravestone that wouldn't suffer the same fate by a million years. "Hi, Dezzie. Don't mind the mess beside you. Though, if we're being a hundred percent honest, you were always a witness to mine. This is one I don't want you cleaning." The wrath previously dissipated and melancholy formed in its place. A heavy heart. "I'm sorry I wasn't here for the funeral. You'd want me not blaming myself, but the second I leave, I lost you. I was supposed to be at your side and I wasn't, Dez. I was supposed to protect you and I couldn't because of my cowardice. We needed you." Chandler did his best pushing back the tears no matter how they stung. "I still need you." The sentence hung in the air. "But I'll protect her like we've always done and I will spend every day making you proud. I promise." He reached out a hand and placed it on top of the stone.

"I love you, big brother."

And somehow by design, Chandler almost sensed Desmond saying it back.

[itsatoyboat]

could you please make some morrigan from dragon age inquisition headers? <3

hello, hello! sure.

[polaristree]

Dragon age inquisition save editor mounts

Get far enough into your game to save it.

Werewolves, fate of the rest of the Wardens’ companions, who you sided with the anvil quest, and most of Hawke’s information never comes into play. Dagna, Hawke’s relationship with Varric, Anders’ fate, Sebastian’s fate, Sacred Ashes quest, Decisions with Redcliffe, if your Warden sided with the mages/templars, if Varric saved a shard of red lyrium, who killed the archdemon, if you finished DAO, DA2, and Awakening. You’ll want to focus on Hawke, his/her companions, Warden gender/race/class/fate, fate of Alistair, Leliana, Morrigan, Zevran and Logain. Note that a lot of the decisions are meaningless.

On the splash screen, click on the Dragon Age Keep.

Rename your “save” folder to something you can remember.

I recommend using a Quick save so you can find it more easily. Example: If you’re talking to the Warden you’ll need to go back to a point before you entered the cave and met him.

Go back to a save point before you noticed the changes you don’t like.

Whichever is the case, you have the power to change all of this, even if you’re hours into your game. It’s bothering you so much you came here to fix it. Maybe you’re a stickler for tiny details and your Warden is showing up as Dalish when they should have been a dwarf. Maybe you forgot to check Hawke’s personality as Aggressive and you got an out of character Diplomatic Hawke. Maybe you wanted Loghain to be the Warden and you got Stroud. You’re playing your game and realize something is wrong with your world state. Nearly Unlimited Saves Tutorial will be helpful to easily sort your folders The Savegame Editor can really screw up your game and it’s better to have a backup copy than not to. As always, back everything up before making any changes.

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[supernovaicons]

Morrigan layout (Dragon Age: Inquisition)

please like if you save or use.

@nukaicons

[maddiesflame]

Morrigan headers

like/reblog if saved © maddiesflame

[viciousedits]

INNER CIRCLE HEADERS BY BOOKSHELFICON. (part 1/2)

please, if you use/save any of these headers, like/reblog the post and if you’re a lovely person, give me credits on twitter @firehearsts. and remember treat people with kindness, always <3

[addictstuff]

band of exiles pack 🤍

[editsfaerie]

𝖿𝗈𝗅𝗅𝗈𝗐 𝗎𝗌 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗌

like\reblog if you save or credit crowsvale

[editslxs]

ACOTAR collage headers

like or (c) @mrgotrrobie

arts from : Charlie Bowater/merwild/morgana0anagrom/anna shoemaker/ starofvelaris

[memento-morri-writes]

🍯🍯🍯

Every human that ever lived or ever will live, on this Earth or another, we are all the same.

We laugh at stupid jokes, and cry when loved ones pass. We like cute animals, or maybe cute people.

Looking back, 10,000 years we haven't changed a bit. Grafitti in Pompeii, marks on a cave wall, complaints in a teenager's diary. They're all the same. The same as us.

Because when you think about it, weather you were born 20 years ago or 200. You're still a human being, for all that's worth. And trust me, it's worth a lot. Don't waste it.

[editspacks]

A court of thorns and roses - headers

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