#dos2 morighan

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INTIMANCY PROMPTS !

@divinityiswasted - 50. patching up a wound

"You're bleeding." Ifan nods towards her neck, a faint flush spreading across his cheeks as he sees the drying crimson around bite marks. His bite marks. Morighan tilts her head, touches where he's indicating. Her fingers come up red. She lets out a quiet huh then licks her fingers clean, the wound already healing. Ifan lets out a ragged breath, "I'm still not used to that."

Morighan takes his hand, kisses his knuckles. "You are also bleeding. Though you do not seem to mind when I bite you." She runs her tongue over his skin, tastes the lingering memories of their previous few hours together. Of blood and sweat and skin on skin. "You also do not seem to mind when I scratch and claw at you. You rather like it, yes?" The air around her shifts, the blood on his back retreating into their wounds. Ifan shifts unconsciously, moves with the nails being drawn down his back again.

"I think I'd like anything if it involved you."

Morighan looks up from heavy lashes, a wicked grin on her lips. "Do not tempt me, wolf. I also think about you for many a night. I have much I want to do with you."

Ifan shivers at the thought. "Soon," he says. "Very, very soon."

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44 & 56 for Ifan/Morighan?

INTIMANCY PROMPTS ! head scratches & playing with their hair

They bask in their bliss, bare skin on skin. His head rests above her heart and listens to each steady thump, syncs his breathing in time with it. Above him, Morighan's fingers rake through his hair, now free of its tie. Her nails scrape gently against his scalp, eliciting soft hums of contentment and heady sighs from his lips.

"You are familiar with elven ways," Morighan states. Direct as always, a trait he is fond of in her. Ifan nods, his facial hair tickling her skin.

He catches the question behind her words. "It's always been such a large part of my life. Did you know, I thought I was going to grow up an elf? Thought I would grow as tall as you and that my tongue would start working like it's supposed to, letting me taste right. But instead it stayed like this, useless."

"It's not completely useless."

Ifan smirks, "Good to know."

Her fingers twirl around a lock of his hair, her Source sparking between them. Images flash in his mind. A cottage in the woods. Chunks of raw meat thrown at her door. Apologies from others tarnished with curiosity and fear in their eyes. Another twirl of his hair and they pass. "It is comforting to me to not have to explain who I am to you. That is rare amongst your kind. You are a special one, wolfheart." Morighan glances down at his chest, at the ring he wears above his heart. "She thinks so too. She is glad to know you."

His eyes crinkle as he smiles. "I know."

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Headcanon that post-game Ifan can more easily tap into Morighan's Source (consensually, obviously) and therefore experience sensation like she does

Something something joke about his tongue not being quite so useless now something something

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Honestly it tracks that Morighan ate a questionable Void heart to grow her Source, but drew the line at drawing from animals

After all, eating body parts in normal in her culture. What's one more organ? And usually the body parts she eat belong to people who are no longer living

But the animals would still be alive when she drew power from them...

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Morighan things:

She mostly carries around the crafting materials

She is not allowed to have the camp's food supply in her backpack because occasionally she'll chuck a body part in there to consume later on and apparently it's weird for food and body parts to be in the same bag

She is good at potion making, in fact that was one of the main services she provided before being taken to Fort Joy

She smells of citrus. She mostly just likes the smell, but it also helps with the necromancy funk

She talks to herself, especially to think things through

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Morighan, when the armour of contamination tries its mind shit on her whenever she gets dressed in the morning:

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Morighan is someone who, when she's ill, carries on like she's not. Because if you act like it then eventually it'll come true

Of course that's not at all how illness works, but thats what scrolls of Restoration are for (she's never had an aptitude for hydrosophist magic, but reading the scroll is simple enough)