Welcome to House of Morrigan Studio
Woman-owned. LGBTQ+ operated. Disabled. Neurodivergent. Unapologetically raw.
This isn’t just a business. It’s a broadcast from somewhere forgotten—
built by one myth-obsessed, horror-loving, folklore-fueled creator
with nothing but memory, grit, and a laptop clinging to life like a final girl in Act III.
There’s no team. No funding. No polished storefront.
Just me, a black cat named Goblin who sees through dimensions,
and a habit of turning survival into story and trauma into treasure.
You won’t find mass-produced trends here.
You’ll find relics. Scrolls. Echoes. Warnings.
Each one hand-forged, lore-bound, and sealed with a kiss... or a hex.
Think of this place as your favorite cursed VHS Tape meets a haunted cathedral
with excellent lighting and a slightly inappropriate sense of humor.
House of Morrigan Studio.
Powered by myth. Guarded by Goblin. Dressed in black on purpose.
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