#grima!morgan

[hamucocoa]

Cursed Child

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[forgetful-morgan-blog]

Boss fight you sadistic fuck

Send the phrase ‘Boss Fight’ and I’ll write the setup and speech leading up to a boss fight against my character.

“Auntie Luuuucyyyyy…”

Morgan’s giggling filled the halls as the girl stepped down the stairs, blood dripping from her twisted, claw-like fingers. Eyes opened up along her cheeks, red and sightless, the glow they emitted bathing the castle in unholy light. Her mouth spread wide into a too-large grin as the shadows pooled at her feet, cracks appearing around her feet as her robe twisted and ripped to allow for the wings spurting from her back. Ylisstol had been all but destroyed, but nobody had expected to find her at the heart of it, the brand on her right hand flaring like a star while the Exalted mark on her left had been ripped off, leaving a patch of exposed flesh.

Even her voice was wrong, a deeper, far older and almost male one sounding first before the same cheery tones everyone was used to rang underneath them, echoing the words. She held her mother’s lance in one hand, covered in gore - but when she finally saw her aunt, she just tossed it at the shocked woman and spread her arms in pride, beaming at her. 

“Mother always insisted you were better than her.” She giggled, licking blood off of one razor-sharp nail. “Let’s see if she was right, hm?”

If Lucina could hear well enough, just under the taunts she could hear a third voice, small and afraid, petrified and shocked, weeping and crying five words over and over again:

“Help me. Kill me. Help me. Auntie, Kill me…”

[tactical-cinnamon-roll]

SO, MY TABLET IS WORKING AGAIN.

BUT IMAGINE. SMOL-ER SON.

Inspired by guardiansofylisse.tumblr.com

[chrobinprompts]

You have to give that last Grima!Morgan prompt a happy ending. That's this prompt request.

There are some spoilers for the Future Past, so you have been warned.

He smiles on the ruin he has brought.

This...vessel wasn’t his first choice, but the child has done well.

What is his name?  Morgan, that’s it.

It actually turned out better than the Fell Dragon had thought.  You had managed to corrupt the child’s exalted blood into something sinister, hiding his vessel from Naga’s servants.  It also concealed Grima’s markings, which helped sabotage those silly children.

And then the Outworlders arrive.

Always interfering with your plans, you send your vessel’s broken parents to stop them, yet they fail both times.

When you look through your Risens’ eyes, you see the old vessel go down in tears, and the son of Naga almost run himself through.

And then comes the final stand, and on top of the Ylisstol castle, it ends.

And as you feel Naga’s daughter run you through, something bursts and all is still.

-

You can’t believe it.  You don’t know how it happened.

One day, you wake up, and the Fell Dragon is gone.  No more thrum of destruction, no more calling the dead from where they fell, no more hunting your own friends and sister.

You wake up to find your sister and all your friends looking over you in a field.  According to your sister, it’s where your father found your mother.

And as Chrom’s Shepherds are reborn, and Severa flies back to get Cynthia, you and your sister hold hands, your Exalted mark on your hand covering hers, your Fell mark gone.

As you crush your sister in a hug, tears begin to fall down your face in joy.

You’ve done it.  You beat the dragon.

‘Thank you, mother and father’, you think, as you marvel at just how blue the sky is now.

-Mod Aaron

[chrobinprompts]

What if Grima!Morgan killed Robin in battle and Chrom couldn't do anything about it because he doesn't want to kill his son that looks so much like his wife.

NO

youuuu

shut up

i’m too tired to deal with heartbreak (JK i’m ready for it all the time)

-Mod Aaron

[kurozoi]

My heart belongs to to Grima now. You will not sway me from my master! If you insist on interfering, I swear I will destroy you!

I altered his clothing, especially his headpiece, to fit his loyalty to Grima.