#longlivequeenmorgana

[lionessladyknight-archive]

Something Fluffy

Faithful had been wandering the castle. He'd wound up in Morgana's chambers after getting caught in the rain. Drying in the covers had not been his best plan.

[imperfectlyangelic]

Loki x Morgana Crossover

I couldn’t move. The restraints held me in place, I stood before my “father.” I couldn’t speak, due to the muzzle on my face. The punishment for my treason was about to be announced. Thor was off to the side, standing beside my beloved mother. They could do nothing against what the all father was about to say.

"Loki of Asgard, you are hereby sentenced to live on earth until I deem you are worthy of returning. You shall be sent to a time of armor and culture which much resembles ours. You may die or succeed in this life," Odin had spoken and there was no changing his plans. I wasn’t angry, I could get out of this. I would be decently free, in other words not stuck in a box that was 49 square feet. My mother was allowed to guide me over the rainbow bridge to Heimdall.

In the time span of a few minutes I was soon standing in a forest. Chains and muzzle had vanished. I could move. For a minute I just left myself dance. Soon, I came to the realization that maybe I should find people. I listened for a few minutes and picked up the sound of people moving about.

[lionessladyknight-archive]

Merely a Serving GIrl ((Closed RP with long-live-queen-morgana))

Alanna was simply a maid in the castle of Camelot. Guarding her secret for so long meant when the change in control came she was able to remain undercover by unbinding her breasts and hiding her armor and weapons. Now she was just a woman serving the new queen. When she slipped out she became Alan again, to tell the resistance of what was happening. And if anyone asked about the resemblance...she was Sir Alan's twin sister. A hostage, if anything.

Of course she was afraid. Alanna was terrified any day she'd be discovered and the consequences would not be easy. Her death would not be quick. If Morgana chose to let her die. But that didn't matter. She had to try.

That was how she came to be cleaning up in the stables. She didn't expect anyone to be there, wand was legitimately startled. She was simply relieved she hadn't gotten to checking any of the secret nooks for messages.

"Ah! Mil-Your Majesty." Alanna corrected herself, curtsying. "I wouldn't have expected to find you here."

[thebravestmanheevermet]

{ Merlin } | Found | {Morgana}

   A peace treaty. With one of the most volatile kings across the lands.                Merlin wasn't quite sure how he felt about it; and, he was even less sure about them being in his territory for it. It was the first time Arthur had been out of Camelot since being crowned king, as well, and that only made him more nervous. He was more than sure that Gwen could take care of things while they were gone, of course, but that didn't leave him completely at ease.          He was also reluctant to leave his king alone in the palace with no protection, but Arthur had insisted Merlin leave him alone for a few minutes. And so, Merlin was exploring.      It was a strange place, a bit dark, but he didn't let himself judge a book by it's cover. Instead, he was busy looking about, trying to find something to hold his interest until he felt Arthur would accept his presence back without being annoyed by it.        His feet lead him around aimlessly, not really knowing where he wished to go, just knowing that wandering was something he needed to do. He hummed softly to himself as he went, to keep from muttering, eyes scanning the area carefully. 

[amber-strain]

(+longlivequeenmorgana) closed RP

Amber was roaming around Camelot, just off to look for an adventure. She looked around. Suddenly she heard a women hiss a view words in a foreign language. Wait..was that...what she thought it was? She turned around to see who it was, and before she could run to warn the guards, she fell to the ground, unconscious.

[imperfectlyangelic]

Mergana RolePlay with Dark Paradise Lana

Merlin woke earlier then usual and couldn’t go back to sleep. He attempted to rub the sleep out of his eyes and glanced at the alarm next to his bed, 6:13. He reluctantly stood up and walked into his kitchen. Today was Saturday, which also meant he didn’t have work. One thing that he had to do was go to the grocery store. That trip couldn’t be postponed any longer. Especially when he went to go make himself coffee, and couldn’t find any. Breakfast was also postponed; he had run out of milk last night, cereal was not an option this sunny morning.

By 7:30 he had showered, gotten dressed, and finished his book from yesterday. All he had left to do was eat something. The grocery store opened in thirty minutes so he still had a few minutes to kill. Rather then wait at home he grabbed his car keys and decided to get coffee from wherever was closest. Soon it was eight and the young man found himself pushing a cart into the store with his coffee in one hand.

He didn’t exactly enjoy shopping, for anything, food or clothing. His plan was to get in and get out as fast as possible. Just as he was getting the last item on his list, he practically ran over a dark haired, young lady. He quickly apologized and found himself blushing slightly, of course he had to run into a stunning woman at 8 in the morning. He stuttered out another apology, “S-sorry about that. Wasn’t paying attention to where I was going.”