#{morzan}

[glbtrx]

Forever grateful that CP wrote the Inheritance cycle when he was 15 years old. He's too serious now. We wouldn't have a cinnamon roll main character, or a moody badass female character, or a hot grey character with a giant scar, or a super evil but actually just broken villain that only wears black, or even his gorgeous sidekick with oc eyes, if he wrote it as his current age. Thank you for being a cringe and dreamy teenager Paolini

[dellanir]

this is where morzan tweets from

[thearunadragon]

History repeats.

[catinflight]

Ouuughh this is so messy since I had to rush but,,,,, I love the designs for morzatorix dragon au by @umunschaas they ARE SO GORGEOUS LOOOOOOKKKKKK

Also I hate dragon anatomy

[cbarc]

Do you think Brom and Morzans dragons knew their friendship was doomed or no??

[umunschaas]

More IC dragon AU. And of course it's Morzan and Galbatorix (feel free to give suggestions for more dergs - maybe I'll draw it).

[insanity-all-the-time]

now i'm thinking about the banishing of the names and its making me genuinely crazy

just like imagine the creature that is literally bound to your soul, the one in the world that you are the closest too, someone you have spent your whole life with, sharing thoughts with sharing joy and jokes with. the creature that knows you better than anyone else, better than yourself, the creature that chose you, and stuck by you at your worst and your best.

imagine watching them lose themself completely, lose their name, their identity, their whole self, they're reduced to a wild animal. it's a fate worse than death and all you can do is watch, there's nothing in all your years of magic that can help you now.

your dragon isn't even dead, it's still alive it's standing right in front of you but it's wrong, the look in its eyes is blank, not the intelligent gaze you've come to expect, it's mannerisms have even changed, it holds itself differently too. it's all wrong.

and your struck with the realization that you'll never get your dragon back, even if you survive this they will never be the same, you will never fly above the clouds with them your consciousness melding together, you will never lay under their wings and be known truely, and when you try to call out their name you can't.

every memory you have of them is changed now too, a blank space in your mind and-you realize-your soul itself. maybe you let out an anguished scream but it's not right, you want to be able to call its name, to see even a flicker of recognition in its eyes.

there's nothing though, even as you scream and cry the creature shows no signs of empathy or understanding. it tears you apart, any semblance of sanity you still had is gone.

and like man i would go insane too

anyways i wrote this bc i read a good fic that inspired me so go read that i just reblogged it

[gotlostinafantasyworld]

I lowkey forgot Morzan and Galbatorix did not canonically bang.

That’s a shame.