m o r r i g a n

the morrigan is mainly associated with war and fate, especially with foretelling doom and death in battle. m o r r i g a n c . s e l w y n 7th year slytherin pureblood

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WHO? Morrigan Selwyn & Regulus Black @regulusblackrp

WHEN? Two years ago

WHAT? Morrigan and Regulus share and intimate moment and Morrigan realizes that who she is, cannot be changed.

WARNINGS? Mentions of sex, internalized homophobia

         Morrigan had her arms still wrapped around regulus, who was on top of her. their bodies were sweaty, hot and he was panting in her ear. what had just happened between them, should have been an amazing moment according to every romantic book she had ever read but it wasn’t.

         For quite a while now, regulus and morrigan had been dating. She’d asked him, something some of her girlfriends had frowned at as that wasn’t exactly what you did as a girl, but she didn’t care too much. her and regulus had been friends for ages and if there was any boy that she could learn how to like, it must be him. she was convinced. 

         She tried. she tried so badly to feel attracted to him and she had to be honest, kissing him and making out sometimes gave her a slight tingle but she was sure it was more of a biological reaction than an actual, deep attraction but it was something. if she was ‘fully’ gay, she wouldn’t have that reaction, right? well, if she were fully straight, she wouldn’t keep looking at alecto the way she did either but she tried to ignore that.

         Her relationship with Regulus had led her here, to his bed in which she’d just lost his virginity... and it had not been good. it had felt alright physically, the stimulation had some effect on her but she felt completely detached. in a desperate effort to not appear dead, she’d even imagined what normally got her off when she was alone, lynda carter, the hot muggle actress but that hadn’t worked either. an orgasm hadn’t even once come slightly close and now, still holding onto regulus, her friend, she realized the truth. she was never, ever going to be able to change this. she was not into men. she was gay.

         Tears welled up in her eyes. she could never be with a woman, could she? it just wasn’t done. her parents would disown her, everyone would ridicule her and really, she didn’t know any female homosexuals whatsoever. she was alone, and she would always be alone. she felt a tear run down her cheek as she held onto regulus, as if he was going to save her and sobs started to shake her body at the realisation that she really was gay, that she was this way she absolutely did not want to be and that she’d just lost a virginity to a boy, to a person she didn’t love. she had given her body away to change what apparently wasn’t able to be changed and it was terrifying. she had absolutely no control over this whatsoever. she was this way. that was that and all she could do was cry.

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alectoilse:

               “ hello, Morrigan, “ alecto said, wryness coloring the soft smile she tossed over her shoulder at the other girl. her mission was a hand-washing one, not a makeup-retouch one; but then her makeup hadn’t leaned on an old tapestry and come away covered in blue soot, so. 

                it was different to see the slytherin alone. alecto took note of the green adornments, the harmony of them — the ring, those wretched things that were popping up so often these days. the later in years they were all getting combined with all the shifting tides around them only made it make sense that their families would want for them to settle down. alecto glanced back down at her own hands, the blue stain much fainter now, manageable when only stuck in the crevices of her life line and fingerprints. no ring. small blessings. 

                 she finished and turned so the small of her back was arched over the sink, not caring to examine her reflection now that her business was done and a friend was here. alecto had seen her reflection a thousand times, spent far too long with nothing but its company over the summer. school was a reprieve … and the washroom even more so.  

                her smile shifted, something fun, almost teasing. “ I feel it’s been utter ages since I last saw you, you sight for sore eyes. “

         Morrigan watched alecto wash her hands out of the corner of her eye, as she herself rinsed her hands to remove the lipstick that had made it’s way onto her thumb as she’d been reapplying her dark red lipstick on her lips. she was only watching because alecto was the only other person in the room, not because she had missed seeing her gorgeous form - that certainly was not why she kept looking at her. she noticed the blue soot in the water that had run over alecto’s hands. she wondered where that came from? she dried her hands and then turned, so she leaned with one hip against the sink.

         Alecto’s next comment surprised Morrigan and had effects on her that she loathed. she was used to comments from her friends, about her clothes, her shoes, her clothes and alecto was one of her friends, she was, but she had not expected her to call her a ‘sight for sore eyes’ and so, here she was, thanking the heavens for the invention of foundation which was keeping most of her blush covered up. what they couldn’t prevent though, was the slight tingle in her stomach, what those romantics called ‘butterflies’, she assumed. she cleared her throat and chuckled. “is that because you want a compliment back? you could’ve just asked, you sure look quite acceptable, as well.” she said, almost in a defensive manner. she didn’t mean to, but she just wasn’t comfortable with whatever hormonal effect alecto on her.

         “But is has been long, hasn’t it, alecto? you could’ve come by the selwyn house, you know? you’re always welcome.” she said, remembering the days where she’d wished for friends to be with her to hang out, have fun like they did when they were all at hogwarts. it wasn’t rare that she imagined her friends to be there and even less rare that she imagined just alecto strolling into her room. right now, it would be highly unuseful to think about exactly what she imagined them doing in said room, so she pushed that away and added. “how was your summer?” she asked, honestly interested in what alecto had done but also hoping that alecto wouldn’t say she’d hung out with a bunch of people, people that didn’t include her. 

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Morrigan’s favourite non-magical animal is the hedgehog.

Morrigan has the biggest celebrity crush on Lynda Carter, aka Wonderwoman. She knows no one would approve of her female, Muggle crush, so she hides a picture of her in her oldest wandlore book to sometimes gaze at.

Morrigan loves to swim and hates that she can’t at Hogwarts, because there is no pool and the lake is infested with less than friendly creatures.

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wvndys:

It was day THREE of being back, and Wendy was fully enjoying the last days of summer that Scotland would give her. As she aimed her gaze at the sky, her mind felt a  lighter due to the few puffs of a joint she’d inhaled earlier. She grinned a little, sitting a little straighter only to say, “You know what? The Great Squid should be called the INK-redible Squid in stead.”  

         Morrigan was walking along the river, a book about the history of wandlore in her designer purse that she was carrying. she’d barely noticed wendy laying in the grass by the lake as she passed, to make her way to her favourite tree but as she overheard her, she rolled her eyes. “did you come up with that all by yourself? congrats.” she sarcastically said.

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         Morrigan was known to strut. honestly, she did. especially when she had her squad behind her. sometimes she feigned herself a bit of a superhero, especially when they walked in their infamous v-formation as they were now. 

         She didn’t like that there were unforms at the school, at all but she always managed to get away with making them look just a little bit more acceptable by pimping them with some accessories like her gorgeous, emerald earrings and matching hair pin as well as the brand new, black ballerina’s she had on her feet. sadly, high heels weren’t allowed but she kept those for special occassions. she carried a handbag around with her books in, because she didn’t walk around with them clutched against her chest - why would you want to do that, really? - and her golden engagement ring on her finger made her outfit complete.

         She excused herself from her group to go into the lady’s room, but that was just to check her make up in the mirror. She never used to wear that, but the last few years, it was just part of her image. 

         She looked up as a door opened and she was greeted by a familiar face. “Well, hello there...” she started.

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rcdlestrangest:

“There’s more useful ways to spend your time rather than expressing your undying affection for each other– honestly you look like you’re receiving a kiss from a dementor. Get to class. Corridors are not for snogging.”

morrigan pulled away from the kiss she was engaging in with her fiancé and feigned offence. she honestly wasn’t at all upset that she now had a reason to pull away from the kiss. she liked him, she did but the attraction was about minus twenty. “honestly, i just think you are jealous that you don’t have anyone to snog, rod.” she said, but there was a warm tone to her voice. she didn’t mind rodolphus, and she smiled at him. “anyway, we don’t have the same class, honey.” she told him and kissed his cheek. “see you later.” she said, and felt relief as he walked off. “don’t we have class together now?” she asked him.

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 ✧*:･ﾟ✧ merlin! is that TROIAN BELLISARIO? no, it’s just MORRIGAN SELWYN the 7TH & SLYTHERIN ( PURE-BLOOD ). we’ve heard rumors that SHE ( CIS-GENDER FEMALE ) is AMBITIOUS, DRIVEN & INTELLIGENT but can also be very CONTROLLING, REPRESSED & MATERIALISTIC. if i had to pick one song to describe HER it would THE WANTING OF YOU BY MELISSA ETHERIDGE. Good luck with the rest of your time at Hogwarts.

“keeping her desire paralyzed. she catches in the corner of her eyes. tank top, smooth skin, soft lips, tanned thighs. how the hell's this ache ever gonna die?”

augustus selwyn and melissa bloom welcomed their little girl into the world on a chilly autumn morning. morrigan was born into a pureblood family. her mother was part of the honourable pureblood, creole-american family of bloom while her father was part of the sacred selwyn family. while her mother had spent her childhood in america, she had moved to england with her parents and so, ended up attending hogwarts where she met augustus. throughout the last three months of her studies at hogwarts she was already pregnant with morrigan.

even though her parents were only eighteen when they had her, they were surprisingingly great at raising a child. it helped of course that their families paid for a luxurious wedding, bought the couple a nice house and a nice car. her father worked for the ministery, as he had been a good student and her mother was a housewife, caring for her only child.

her family life changed though, when her father got involved with scary people, as little morrigan would refer to them as. they were always wearing black and talked about mudbloods and how they had to be erradicated. they became her father and mother’s friends and before she knew it, they talked about it all the time.

morrigan never really understood where it came from, that hatred. she had tried to question it, but it had been met with punishments and berating and so, she had adapted... something she became quite good at. she was born as a kind hearted child, she realy was, interested in learning but as her upbringing changed, so did she. her parents instilled in her what was important: success, power and most of all purity, in all senses. 

when she went to get a wand to attend hogwarts, when her letter came, she was fascinated by the wand shop in diagon alley. she spent way longer in there than necessary, asking questions as only a curious child would and was given an old book by mister ollivander himself, as he sensed a real passion in the child and he was right.

at hogwarts, morrigan hadn’t expected to be sorted into slytherin. she thought she would have become part of the ravenclaw house, but she wasn’t disappointed. her parents would be pleased. 

during her years at hogwarts, morrigan changed some more. while at first she was quiet, tucked away in her books, she made a decision when she was thirteen that she would be different. she wouldn’t be this wallflower. in slytherin, being a wallflower wasn’t great and she was picked on. add into the mix a serious crush on a girl which was absolutely forbidden, and all morrigan could do was try to change as much as she could - and changing she did.

after christmas break, she returned with a new wardrobe, five pairs of new shoes, make-up and a new hairstyle. at first, people treated her the same but over christmas, morrigan had not only become less quiet, she was finally showing that she was just as much a slytherin as anyone else. she was ambitious, and her ambition now was to stop being picked on and to make sure that those feelings inside of her would go away. it only took her a year to reach queen bee status, but those feelings they never went. she still hopes they will though...

she tried though. at fifteen, she even got a boyfriend and slept with him but while it felt alright, it just wasn’t what she wanted. she didn’t want strong muscles and stubble... she wanted soft skin and curves. she broke it off with him and decided that if she couldn’t be with a man, she’d just be single forever - as if that would ever work.

on her sixteenth birthday, she got a nasty surprise though. she had become engaged, to a fellow student at hogwarts who was also pureblood. she was not amused but didn’t show it. she accepted the engagement and decided that, while she may not love him, she could use him. he would ensure her status within the school and her house. she could never love him, but it wasn’t as if there was another man out there for her that her parents would accept. she wanted a woman and that was never going to be acceptable, so then what this guy would bring - money, status, a good name - would have to do. it didn’t make her happy, but it was better than nothing.

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✧*:･ﾟ✧ ( SPENCER, HE/THEY, 20, GMT +2 ) merlin! is that TROIAN BELLISARIO? no, it’s just MORRIGAN SELWYN the 7TH & SLYTHERIN ( PURE-BLOOD ). we’ve heard rumors that SHE ( CIS-GENDER FEMALE ) is AMBITIOUS, DRIVEN & POSITIVE but can also be very CONTROLLING, REPRESSED & MATERIALISTIC. if i had to pick one song to describe HER it would THE WANTING OF YOU BY MELISSA ETHERIDGE. Good luck with the rest of your time at Hogwarts.

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✧*:･ﾟ✧ ( SPENCER, HE/THEY, 20, GMT +2 ) merlin! is that TROIAN BELLISARIO? no, it’s just MORRIGAN SELWYN the 7TH & SLYTHERIN ( PURE-BLOOD ). we’ve heard rumors that SHE ( CIS-GENDER FEMALE ) is AMBITIOUS, DRIVEN & INTELLIGENT but can also be very CONTROLLING, REPRESSED & MATERIALISTIC. if i had to pick one song to describe HER it would THE WANTING OF YOU BY MELISSA ETHERIDGE. Good luck with the rest of your time at Hogwarts.