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A 'No Thoughts, Head Empty, Words on Paper' kind of writer. || OC Tag: #Spadeverse || She/Her|| Cherokee/Scots Irish || icon by millastaria || banner by ilyscia|| https://celticxpanda.carrd.co/ || patreon.com/celticxpanda

splash art by ilyscia
Thor eyed her curiously, earning a chuckle from Morgan. "I'm afraid you're not the only divine presence in the building." "And you are?" Thor asked, cautious as his curious gaze shifted to appraisal. Black wings burst from Kolby's back like a shot from a canon, the inky blackness casting long, echoing shadows across the floor. One eye remained her natural mocha brown, but the other began to swirl with color -- fiery crimson, electric gold, and frigid blue. Frost bloomed along the floor like flowers in spring, and yet the air around them became thick and heated. Static sparked along her fingertips. "We are the fury, slaughter, and death of War," Kolby said, three other voices coming from her throat alongside her own. "Battle crow. Sovereign. Fate-spinner. Badb, Macha, and Morrigan. And we are as ancient as you, Thunderer."
Jesse Cox meme saying no to “finding other books to compare mine to” and yes to “finding inspo in other media”
epic handshake meme in which one arm is 'quest for camelot the 1998 movie' and the other is the 1992 sailor moon anime, and where they come together they form She is King, my new adult fantasy manuscript
a quick guide to Artificial Sunflowers, adult sci-fi romance drafted @ 77,000 words; art by Scarchou
She is King - New Adult Fantasy @ 89,300 Words, stand alone with series potential, art by krazehkai
quick guide to project: the sword in the tree, a historical fantasy in development
Moodboard featuring character art by ariasama__ and tacticiankate along with various tropes and images of armor and swords
splash art of a woman with red hair surrounded by weapons and knights. art by ilyscia
A blurry close up picture of a kitten captioned “I am looking respectfully”
black and white art of a young woman with dark hair in historical garb
a template showing a quick guide to the romance between Morgan McArthur and Thor
introductory lines of dialogue for each of the four major characters of SHE IS KING
A moodboard for She is King featuring art by limach-an
She Is King splash art by ilyscia
A quick guide to SHE IS KING featuring art by tacticiankate
Fullbody art by naih
A meme collage for Morgan McArthur, art by ilyscia
an image of a house on fire labeled 'morgan's whole life plan'. in the foreground, a young girl looks ominously at the camera. She's labeled 'that once and future king bullshit actually kicking in'
bingo board for 2026 writing goals
A warm hand landed on her shoulder, pushing her down from her toes. Once more, Thor reached over her and plucked the fruit from its branch. He held out the fruit for her to take, the smallest of smirks tugging on the corner of his lip. "Of all things, I had not expected the Arthur King to be bested by a fruit," he admitted. "Not all of us can be over seven feet tall," Morgan grumbled, reaching for the apple in the Aesir's hand. "I'm magical, not divine." As she wrapped her hand around the fruit, however, he retracted his arm, pulling her towards him until their chests met. He leaned over her, his copper blonde hair casting shadows over his face. "I would argue otherwise, Your Majesty." Morgan felt her face turn red as she snatched the fruit from his hand, turning away from him sharply enough to smack the god in the face with her ponytail. "Don't be daft." Thor chuckled. "As you say, Your Majesty."
A bingo board with a handful of spaces marked with stars
Screenshot of a onenote page that says "The Butler. He buttles"
Project: The Sword in the Tree - Historical Fantasy in Development
A quick guide to Artificial Sunflowers - Adult Scifi Romance WIP
a moodboard featuring art by limach-an and ilyscia. other images include a couple kissing in the rain, red tulips, and knights. the center panel reads 'She is King - ThorMorgan; Refuge - Dermot Kennedy'
Actor Anthony Mackie making a heart with his hands
A old man in a shirt that says “I would prefer not to”
me: i just want to be included me, after being included: what the hell and fuck
Photo of recent issues of Mortal Thor and Iron Man
Animated gif of a Little Guy excitedly slapping a table
Emote art that says “i am looking disrespectfully”
A collection of tumblr memes to summerize Morgan McArthur as a person. Featuring art by wyrm
A cat looking at a phone and being happy at what it sees
title page for A quick guide to She is King, featuring art by tacticiankate
Morgan raised her head, eyes blazing and face set in stony determination. She planted the point of Excalibur in the loamy soil and pushed herself up to stand. Death did not seem so tall, now. "I'm King Arthur, bitch."
A Quick Guide to ARTIFICIAL SUNFLOWERS - featuring art by Scarchou
Moodboard for SHE IS KING featuring art by limach-an
COVER FOR SHE IS KING QUICK GUIDE FEATURING ART BY TACTICIANKATE
J-097 did not sleep. He couldn’t. Not with the steady, thumping heartbeat of Erin Raincrow so close to him. It filled his ears in the quiet of the hotel room, until he could almost mistake it for his own. He turned towards her. A tactical error. Now his back was to the window. He couldn’t bring himself to care. The moonlight made her usual tan skin pale. A person might call it beautiful. For him, he could only equate that sort of paleness with death. It was only the steady pulse of her heartbeat in his ears that reminded him that she was still alive. That he had not killed her. That he had not left her to bleed out when he removed the dermal chip from her hand. That he could do things other than kill. She had asked if he was a medic. The thought was so ridiculous he’d almost laughed when he heard it. He did not know how she could have even thought he was made for anything but killing. Something in him wanted to be, though. He wanted to be soft with her. Wanted to care for her. Wanted to learn how to hold something – someone – delicate. Someone like her. Wanting was not something he was used to. Weapons did not have wants. And yet, he did. And it left a deep, aching hollowness where his stomach should be. An aching that eased when she looked at him with those vividly green eyes.
A movie poster graphic for the SHE IS KING spinoff/sequel titled SHE IS WAR. Included is art by ABDillustrates which is seen tearing through an image of a foggy forest. Text stating "You will be Something New" is at the top. Characters are listed below the art: Loki, Kolby Scott, Robin of Loxley, and Beowulf
Moodboard for the character Loki from SHE IS KING. It's labeled "the Liesmith" and includes images of viking aesthetics, mistletoe, embers, and ashes
A moodboard for she is king that features art by limach-an
Moodboard for Morgan McArthur. The text reads “The Arthur King” and includes images of ild books, autumn lraves, and swords
Screenshot of the manuscript SHE IS KING that reads: The young man smirked, reaching across the rope to offer Morgan his hand. "Cassius Bloodworth Glass. A pleasure to meet you." The way his tongue curled around his words made Morgan feel ill inside. She smacked his hand away, opening her mouth to tell him to buzz off. She was interrupted by a searing flash of pain behind her eyes. She doubled over, earning a shout of concern from Merlin and Kolby. A hiss of pain escaped her, echoed by the man across the rope. Images flashed through her mind. A battlefield. The clash of swords. A blade through a stomach that both was and wasn't hers. The smell of death. The metallic tang of blood on her tongue. A man on a throne that wasn't meant to be his. A smirk under eyes that were green in the same way illnesses were. Morgan stumbled back at the same time as Cassius, Kolby coming forward to catch her. Clear sea teal eyes met poisoned green. She could still taste the copper on her tongue as a new, covetous smirk tugged at his lips. "Oh, Arthur," he cooed. "Why didn't you tell me you'd be so lovely in your next life?"
A collection of tumblr memes exemplified the thor/morgan ship, featuring art by michiroon
Art of thor and morgan kissing by michiroon
"It amazes me how you humans can be so blind." Morgan stared at him incredulously. "I mean...I'm wearing glasses, but I'm not actually blind." She paused. "Yet." Thor chuckled. "No, not in that way. But you refuse to see yourself for what you are." "A grad student who miraculously hasn't developed an addiction to either caffeine or alcohol yet?" "A king." "I'm not --" "Most would think to batten down in this castle," Thor said, not letting her finish. "To hide behind thick walls and wait for the danger to pass." "That's a one-way ticket to a lot of people dying a slow, painful death," Morgan said flatly. "Mordred would starve us out before he gave up. Hell, he might even enjoy doing it." A smile tugged at Thor's lips, warm and lightning bright, just like his eyes. "And that is why you did not even consider it. Fighting Mordred out on the field is more likely to lead to your death, yet you would rather face it than let the people suffer. You are a better king than you know, Morgan, Son of Arthur." "Daughter," she corrected automatically. "And my dad's name was Taliesin." Thor laughed, and something warm and gooey made itself at home in Morgan's stomach. "My words still hold truth, shield maiden. You are a king. If not by breeding, then by temperament."
A tiny creature on a finger is eaten
She felt herself hesitating at the threshold. The portal was opaque, swirling light. She couldn't see where it would lead them. What if she had opened the portal incorrectly? What if it didn't take them to Avalon, but somewhere else entirely? What if she failed again? A cool, thin hand wrapped around hers. She looked to Merlin, who smiled. "They're waiting for you," he murmured, giving her hand a squeeze. Morgan squeezed back. "I guess I can't just abandon them and run away, can I?" "You could," Merlin admitted. "But that doesn't sound like you." "Like me?" she asked. "Or like Arthur?" "Mmmm, both," Merlin said with a grin. "I've never really known Morgan McArthur to be the kind of woman who backed down in the face of a challenge." She sighed. "Dammit, you're right." "I usually am," he agreed. He nodded towards the portal. "Better go ahead. Or we'll be late." "A king is never late," Morgan joked, stepping towards the light. "Nor is she early?" Merlin prompted, their feet moving in time. Morgan nodded, turning to face the portal. She squeezed his hand once more. "She arrives precisely when she means to." And they stepped through together.
A screenshot of a word document that reads: Morgan raised her head, eyes blazing and face set in stoney determination. She planted the point of Excalibur in the loamy soil and pushed herself up to stand. Death did not seem so tall, now. "I'm King Arthur, bitch."
screenshot of a word document reading: Morgan inhaled deeply, struggling to rein in her indignation, no matter how justified it felt. “You and dad raised me on stories of heroic knights and righteous kings. Who else was I going to be?"
Art of a young woman with red hair holding a ghostly crown. Art by SandraGHArt
a graphic of sam and frodo from lord of the rings with the quote 'not all those who wander are lost'
quiz results reading: crack treated seriously; a certified silly goose, you wish. everyone could chill out and find some fucking whimsy!
Screenshot of Light from Death Note with captions that say “just according to keikaku” and “translator note: keikaku means plan”