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₊˚⊹ ᰔ pre-dating scenarios 4 your DR ⋆˚࿔

𐔌 001 .ᐟ ֹ ꒱ They told a couple (many) jokes during a hangout with friends, and their face shifted to look at yours immediately after each one just to see you laugh/chuckle.

𐔌 002 .ᐟ ֹ ꒱ You decided to go to your contact and change your name to something cuter in their phone. Weeks later, you took it again to take pictures; when you checked, your name was untouched just as you had left it, now with an emoji at the end.

𐔌 003 .ᐟ ֹ ꒱ You gifted them a nice chain that was just their style, even though you didn't know which charm to get along with it. “Don't worry, I'll look for one later,” they said, and the very next day they showed up with one that had your initial on it.

𐔌 004 .ᐟ ֹ ꒱ Before going out together somewhere, you sent them a picture of your outfit. When you met there, your s/o had something to match what you were wearing by "mere coincidence", although they don't even have the same style as you...

𐔌 005 .ᐟ ֹ ꒱ Whether walking, working/studying, or just relaxing, they would always find something that reminded them of you or that had your name on it somehow. And they'd smile at it every time.

𐔌 006 .ᐟ ֹ ꒱ “Wow.. I've never seen you wearing that color before,” you told them, “it looks great on you” - funny that, for a whole week, they wore only clothes in that specific color when they knew they were going to see you.

𐔌 007 .ᐟ ֹ ꒱ They once smiled so hard after hearing someone say that you would make a cute couple that they had to cover their face out of embarrassment, but never denied it - how could they? that was a thought that crossed their mind daily.

𐔌 008 .ᐟ ֹ ꒱ Unconsciously, every time they talk to someone, they mention you in some way even if the topic isn't related to you: “ah yes y/n also likes this”; “oh i can't that day I will go out with them”; “y/n has something similar too!”.

𐔌 009 .ᐟ ֹ ꒱ You once mentioned what your ideal type would look like, and you could see their face literally glowing with hope as they listened to you name traits or qualities that they supposedly have.

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KATSEYE’s OLDEST MEMBER - katseye dr

FREJA LINNEA SATO . . . or just simply known as freja is the oldest member of the international girl group katseye. she was born in the west end of london on the 9th day of march, she is almost fully swedish with the exception of her dads half japanese roots. freja holds both uk and swedish citizenship, she grew up in competitive figure skating from ages 6 to 14 before she shifted her interest to music due to a leg injury. later she went to a performing arts school in london, where her love of music came to life. she was scouted by hybe x geffen with her original songs and vocal tone. on februaury 14 she came out as sapphic through a handwritten letter for eyekons.

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☆ 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐅𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐌𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 – 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐌𝐘 𝐃𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐄𝐗𝐂𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐌𝐄

☆☆☆☆

☆ smelling amortentia for the first time

☆ using magic, making it an everyday habit

☆ the first quidditch practice

☆ getting ready + preparing for the yule ball

☆ trying butterbeer

☆ sitting by the fireplace in the common room

☆ wearing my house’s colours

☆ decorating my dorm

☆ being the sassiest version of myself, finding confidence

☆ taking the hogwarts express for the first time

☆ first dada class, literally gonna be my hyperfixation for days and my friends won't understand

☆ late-night deep talks with my dormmates

☆ seeing seamus blow his cauldron up literally every day

☆ seeing my friends for the first time

☆ enveloping mattheo in the biggest embrace as soon as i get there

☆ being involved in the preparations of the twins’ pranks

☆ no. technology.

☆ mixtapes, vinyl records, cameras and polaroids

☆ living in the same century as freddie mercury and marc bolan??? like hello, why wouldn’t i want that???

☆ seeing bowie live

☆ muggle london and diagon alley tours

☆ trying travelling by the knight bus

☆ visiting the library for the first time

☆ studying in the greenhouses with enzo

☆ sending letters via owls

☆ showing my friends and mattheo muggle music

☆ dragging mattheo along to concerts

☆ meeting my gay uncles <3

☆ mattheo leaving little notes in my pockets

☆ stealing mattheo’s slytherin hoodies and sweaters

☆ arithmancy, and silly prof trelawney in divination

☆ feeling the night breeze in the astronomy tower

☆ getting high with my little group of slytherin friends in the astronomy tower

☆ confusing everyone by how i knew this would happen

☆ victory parties

☆ playing wizard's chess with ron

☆ deep talks with and comforting mattheo

☆ movie nights with a projector and bedsheets hung on the wall

☆ the portraits. def gonna be staring at them the first few days like i’ve gone mad

☆ broom closet rendezvous

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˖‧ 𓆗 ࣪‧ ˖ 𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐎𝐋𝐃-𝐅𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐎𝐘 — ​🇲​​🇦​​🇷​​🇦​​🇺​​🇩​​🇪​​🇷​​🇸​ ​🇷​​🇪​​🇦​​🇱​​🇮​​🇹​​🇾​

❝ Being apart of the Noble House of Crowley comes with a different responsibility to other pureblood wizarding families. There is more than the petty squabbles of blood purity that mean so much to those fools. As a Crowley, you are above such things. Don't forget that.❞

❝ We are the keepers of balance in the wizarding world. There is no Ministry of Magic that could survive without our influence. The rumors say that every cursed object, every enchanted place, can be drawn back to a witch from our line. They are correct. Therefore, we are also in charge of managing these things. It is both a privilege and a responsibility. Use it well.❞

EDMUND "EDDIE" CROWLEY — THE PRINCE OF SLYTHERIN he/they transmasc 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁳󠁣󠁴󠁿 pureblood 16 years queer wand type: black walnut, dragon heartstring, 12"

❝ have you heard about the prince of slytherin? he's the talk of hogwarts. he's the second youngest child of the mysterious pureblood crowley family. he's friends with all the heirs of the major wizarding families. he's somehow got all of slytherin wrapped around his little finger, begging for his attention. he always seems to know what to say to keep people off his back, but no one really knows anything about him at all. besides he's got the looks, voice, and influence to make sirens eat their hearts out.❞

I'll let you in on a secret, this was all according to plan.

I watched, as the second youngest of six, my siblings begin their academic journeys at hogwarts. each of them focused heavily on their academic studies, keeping to my families reputation by influencing things from the shadows. however, I had other plans.

the easiest way to influence someone, is to make them think they're solving the puzzle. getting a look into the real you, behind a mask. however, if you can control this, you can easily influence the masses.

and thus was the birth of the prince of slytherin.

I didn't create the nickname, though I won't say it's not fitting. influence and control are synonymous with me and my slytherin friendgroup—the royals. we turn heads, attract rumors, and start trends.

everything would be so much easier if it was just that. however, of course nothing can be easy.

three words— sirius. goddamn. black.

there never was a more annoying person in all of the wizarding world. he can't ever learn when to shut his mouth, no matter how many times I tell him off. we've known each other since we were barely out of the cradle and he's been annoying me since then. barty has to hold me back from going at him in the muggle way—with my own two hands. one of these days I'm going to curse his smug, irritating, gorgeous, arse.

however, I have bigger problems than sirius black, and his intriguing yet handsome boyfriend, remus lupin. can you imagine how angry he'd be if I stole his boyfriend?

oh, well that's an idea, isn't it?

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good old-fashioned loverboy — queen 1:03 ──⚬──── 3:34 ⇆ ◃◃ ıı ▹▹ ↻

next in the slytherin royals queue;

everybody wants to rule the world — tears for fears paint it, black — the rolling stones the prettiest star — david bowie angel of small death and the codeine scene — hozier i love rock 'n roll — joan jett sympathy for the devil — the rolling stones boys don't cry — the cure killer queen — queen there is a light that never goes out — the smiths casual — chappell roan

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𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓'𝐒 𝐈𝐍 𝐌𝐘 𝐁𝐀𝐆? — MY MARAUDERS REALITY

this is a brief tour of my bag in my maruaders era hogwarts dr! this bag has been with me though literally everything and she's only holding on due to mending enchantments I put on her when I first started to notice her descent. some of the stuff in her is...probably less than legal. but hey! snitches get stiches, alright? inspired by this post by @chaaistained and this one by @hrrtshape!!

my trusty messenger bag that i carry literally everywhere with me. you wouldn't catch me dead using just my pockets to carry all my shit. she's basically a staple of my appearance. anyway, let's open her up!

BUT FIRST——THE DECOR!

✦ my pinback buttons! the "kind hearted degenerate" was stolen from Sirius' patch jacket (I think he let me take it), the "cult leader" was a gift from barty because of course it fucking was, and the other two my sister, eden, and I found just outside of diagon alley (we fought over who got to keep them. I won, obviously. so, i display them proudly, she hates it).

✦ i also have my prefect pin stuck onto the strap of my bag because it's so much better to have on there than my robes. no one's gotten mad at me so whatever.

✦ the dice keychain was stolen from eden's room. I thought it was pretty and she hasn't missed it so

✦ the froggy keychain I found in a muggle shop and needed immediately. I may have a secret obsession with froggos, my friends may or may not be very aware of this fact. he also might be cursed, I swear I hear him ribbit when it gets quiet.

✦ the other keychain I found half-buried in a public park. no idea where it came from or how it got there.

ONTO THE POCKETS! my bag has four pockets on the outside, two that close and two that are just slots on the side. they're all full of shit.

LEFT FRONT POCKET

this pocket is entirely full of trash. literal trash. some of it is cute notes from my friends and such, but the other half is actual trash. I say I'm going to use it to junk journal, I don't. It just sits there in the pocket, unused. I refuse to clean it out.

but the notes!

✦ three fortunes from three fortune cookies that I got on three separate occasions at three different restaurants. — the first "you have the ability to see the bright side in things, do not lose that ability" I got on an outing with my family. it was a rough time all around and the whole dinner was tense, but getting that fortune just reaffirmed my belief in aiming for the best, even when it's unrealistic, so I kept it. — the "your love of music will be an important part of your life" I got on one of my first real dates with sirius. I already knew he dreamed of being a musician, so I took it as a sign we were going to work out. and well, it was correct. — finally, the "whatever you want to do, do it. there are only so many tomorrows" fortune found me when I was wrestling with my feelings. I hadn't intended to fall for remus, but I had. I didn't know what to do. but, I took this as a sign to just go for it and be true to my feelings. It worked out. so I kept it as a reminder, like I did with sirius' one.

✦ "I'll let you drag me to hell if it means you'll hold my hand" note that sirius passed me one day in the middle of class. like that wouldn't make me insane in public. stupid dog.

✦ "kind of a pretty boy, isn't he?" note that I found dropped on the ground in divination. when I picked it up, some girl turned beet red. amusing, really.

✦ "we are all haunted houses" note that I wrote on the corner of a notepad and tore out. I found it at the bottom of my bag weeks later. I cant for the life of me remember what I was talking about, though I think I was onto something.

✦ "not everything has to make sense. let it go. choose peace." note that was written at the top of one of my papers for divination class. professor was far too done with my constant questioning of why things worked the way they did.

✦ "just make it exist first, you can make it good later" sticky note that I wrote to stick onto my writing desk to try and help ward off my perfectionism. It remained there for years until I accidently knocked it down and it refused to stick up again. so, i shoved it into my bag with the others.

✦ "the memory is unclear but the feelings remain" written on a blank polaroid photo. barty accidently took a picture as he dropped my camera. evan wrote the words on the picture that came out. I think he thought he was being poetic. I kept it regardless.

✦ "I think you're afraid because we get along so well. I think it scares you." one of the notes sirius taunted me with in our rivals phase of our rivals to lovers arc. torn in two and carefully taped back together.

✦ "dear me, don't fall back into old patterns just because they're familiar. love, me." letter written for an assignment. that 'write a letter to your younger self' writing prompt nonsense? I didn't want to do it, so I wrote the first thing that came to my head. still got an O though.

✦ an unopened letter. the front says "open when fate decrees it". that trelawney girl got a cheshire smile when I picked it up. I've had it for five years.

✦ also a train ticket from my very first year of hogwarts

✦ other trash in this pocket includes: a to-do list that says "1. ace your o.w.ls, 2. take over the world", at least four salazar slytherin trading cards, a receipt from the record shop in hogsmede, a punch card from the three broomsticks with ten punches in it (I probably should use it at some point), a scrawled list of hexes that barty copied from the restricted section of the library, and a note I passed to reggie that says "do me a favor, kill your brother" that he threw back at me with a scrawled "NO." underneath.

RIGHT FRONT POCKET

the snack pouch, basically. if I'm hungry, this is where I'm reaching.

✦ a chocolate frog that's probably melted slightly with how long it's been in there. I think barty gave it to me on the train ride. it's probably still good, right?

✦ raven chocolates that are literally better than any wizarding candy, trust.

✦ jelly slugs because gummies are the superior form of candy

✦ also chai teabags because you never know when you might need it (also because I'm picky about my chai)

SIDE POCKETS

LEFT SIDE POCKET

✦ my round sunglasses that are basically my staple.

✦ the swiss army knife that eden has a matching one of. i enchanted it so that the blade doesn't grow dull. honestly, much better than a wand half the time, but don't tell anyone I said that.

✦ vampire pill box that has enchanted ibuprofen. thank you dorcas my love. one of these does 10x the effect as a regular without the damage to your internal organs or risk of an overdose.

RIGHT SIDE POCKET

✦ a crocheted chanel rose made for me by evan's sister, pandora. it's hella impressive actually.

✦ my trusty vivienne westwood lighter. used to be my mom's, I took it from her purse as a well rebellious thirteen year old. it also has a matching cigarette case that I also stole. i was having my kleptomaniac era. there is also skull bandages tucked inside the case.

INTERIOR POCKET

where i keep all the loose things that would get lost in the bottom of my bag otherwise.

✦ tiny bottles of banned potions that dorcas made for me. I make sure to keep the corks on very tightly.

✦ a jar of human teeth. no, I will not explain where I got them.

✦ jars of bones. not human (yet).

✦ intricate jar, full of enchanted, basically holy, water. for all your banishing needs. never summon anything you don't know how to get rid of.

✦ a jar of salt. for the same reason. also salt.

✦ tin of tiny candles for on-the-go spellwork because you never know when you might need it.

✦ tiny clay charms of tarot cards also made by pandora. she passed them to me in divination. she never did tell me why. they are pretty cute though.

MAIN POCKET

✦ a leatherbound journal full of all my secrets. jinxed, obviously. possibly with some that I would get in trouble for casting. their fault really for trying to snoop. includes detailed plans of world domination, lists of hexes and curses ordered by their usefulness, recounts of possibly prophetic dreams, and lists of very good numbers

✦ poetry journal for my midnight poetic ramblings. not jinxed, not yet. also includes my casebook recounts of strange romantic feelings, complete with red string.

✦ my trusty wand. black walnut and dragon heartstring, 12"

✦ a lace fan for when it gets far too hot to be legal. because I can't be sweating not in style

✦ a very illegal time-turner hidden inside a matchbox. I probably shouldn't have told you that I have that.

✦ a vintage comb that I call my tactical comb.

✦ my leather bat-wing wallet. one of the most important things in this bag

✦ my black makeup pouch that mary poppins would envy.

✦ my heavily annotated copy of "scottish fairy tales" that I've had with me since my first year of hogwarts. I think there's more notes and highlights than actual text. and the notes are more journal entries than actual annotations.

✦ tiny bird scissors I stole from madame pomfrey. they're for sewing. I don't do much sewing. but I can chase sirius around with them, threatening to cut the stitches on his patches. it's very amusing.

✦ an extra lighter, clipped onto the inside of my bag, just in case my trusty one ever breaks. so far, it hasn't.

✦ a special edition of the strange case of dr. jekyll and mr. hyde, my favorite book of all time. this edition was a gift from reggie, who knows my love of it.

✦ a fountain pen for my sudden bursts of inspirational musing. enchanted to never dry of ink and never need to dip it. I stole it from my older brother, alastair. I can't help it, he makes such good enchantments.

✦ a fancy flask. yes, of course there's alcohol in it. what did you take me for, a lightweight?

✦ vivienne westwood gloves for the colder months, an enchanted lining to keep your hands at the perfect temperature, not too hot and not too cold.

✦ the box of my trusty tarot cards. they always seem to call me out. they also have a bit of an attitude. typical.

✦ a coin that's engraved with "one more chapter" on one side and "go to bed" on the other. for very important dilemmas regarding my sleep schedule. do I ever listen to it when it lands on "go to bed"? no, of course not. don't tell me what to do.

WALLET

✦ my galleons. the wallet is linked to my vault at gringotts so I don't run out of money, because that would be embarrassing.

✦ photos of my friends and I. i know, I know, very sentimental of me. — photo of dorcas and eden from one of the slytherin common room parties — a photo of me, barty, and dorcas with a mall santa. he looks like he's being held hostage. — photo of me playing chess with dorcas (off camera) while barty lounges across the bed, pouting because he lost to me minutes ago. — photo of evan, me and reggie at one of our families' stupid summer galas. having friends makes them more bearable. — photo of evan and me from one of the royals' summer outings — photo of me and barty on a late-night hogsmede outing — photo i took of dorcas at one of the slytherin common room parties as we dared her to chug her drink

✦ an id, so people know who I am. as if they didn't already, pfft. it is also fake.

✦ spare condoms. enough said.

MAKEUP POUCH

✦ my signature black lipstick. can't go anywhere without that beauty. enchanted for long-lasting wear. the touch-ups are hardly necessary, but it does make people look at my lips~ also enchanted with love magic so when he kisses me he thinks I'm god. (I think that might make it illegal, but who's gonna snitch anyway?)

✦ tinted chapstick for dry lips.

✦ a spare eyeliner pen, because none of my looks would be complete without eyeliner.

✦ a knife inside a lipstick tube. just incase one knife wasn't enough. also great to scare the shit out of your friends with

✦ extra mascara, also for touchups.

✦ a black nail polish. also for touch ups. though, usually not my own. barty can never seem to keep his nail polish from chipping for longer than a day.

✦ cannabis and rose roller perfume. in case my aura isn't addicting enough. enchanted by dorcas with glamour magic, obviously. she's literally a goddess.

✦ my chanel compact mirror that also answers most of my questions. "mirror mirror in my hand, what's the answer to question #6?"

✦ a vivienne westwood claw clip that I stole from my older sister, morgaine. she's so damn uptight all the time and she's still freaking about about losing this clip. it's all I can do not to laugh aloud.

✦ a shit ton of hair ties and bobby pins just strewn throughout the pouch. I'll lose all of them eventually.

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꒰ GOLDEN TRIO CHILDHOOD DR ꒱

“You can't keep them all caged,

they will fight and run away.”

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daily reminder that there’s a reality where your s/o shifts for you, reads fanfics about you and writes to you on character ai

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tysm for the tag <333

these questions will be about my TCOPTP DR!!!

i. my partners <3 it doesn’t matter what dr i’m in, i will always have a s/o. it’s an anchoring system for me, someone to come home to, someone to think about when the day’s dragging. even if siri and moony aren’t always my #1s in every dr, they still mean a lot to me. I’ve been friends with siri longer, but that doesn’t mean my love for moony is any less. they’re the ones i want to see after a hard day of maths or when i find some stupid little trinket in a shop that reminds me of them. we didn’t always have it easy in school with ups, downs, all of it, but i’d still choose them over anyone else in this dr lol <3

ii. now every shifter and they’re momma has scripted this but HEAR ME OUT. food tastes 10x better, like come on imagine your most favourite food or drink in the world and it just tasting soooo much better than you could ever imagine, it’s like your taste buds just goy upgraded to 4K.

iii. my closet. every dr i have is a representation of my inner workings and endless appreciation for each and every style. being able to have more than one fashion style was a dream come true for me, because I can’t just have one style, I need at least three. and when I found I out I could shift to my most favourite era of clothing, you bet I was over joyed. the bell bottoms, gogo boots, funky earrings and flared shirts, omg.

iv. being carefree. now I don’t just mean having the rockstar lifestyle at the peak of its time, i mean not having to worry about money, or what anyone says. not having to check my bank balance before buying a kpop album i don’t need?? not having to explain why i want to dye my hair pink at 2am?? that’s freedom to me. in my dr, i can just be. be loud. be quiet. be weird. play music too loud. sleep until 2pm. i can just have fun and be my 70s self with my friends and play half decent songs with my band.

v. lastly my music <3 growing up my parents always had on the 70s & 80s radio channels, its all I basically grew up on. and so it wasn’t really a surprise to me when I realized that I really did like my dads music (yes it was devastating admitting I liked something that my dad did😔) but over time that Iike turned into love and pretty soon it was basically all I listened too.

𝑅𝐸𝐵𝐿𝒪𝒢 𝒜𝒩𝒟 𝒞𝒪𝑀𝑀𝐸𝒩𝒯 𝒞𝐻𝒜𝐿𝐿𝐸𝒩𝒢𝐸

𝒮𝐻𝐼𝐹𝒯𝐵𝐿𝑅 𝐻𝒜𝒮…

Once again become a negative cycle of toxicity, drama, and not enough kindness and focus on our own drs.

I am not here to point fingers or place blame but simply redirect that energy back into our own shifting journeys because at the end of the day, no one lives your life but you.

either comment or reblog five things in your dr you love and why! I’ll go first-

Thai tea and Matcha lattes - Ik this is kinda two in one but stay with me! I scripted that everything tastes so much better in my drs so just the thought of drinking these on a humid summer day is actually making my mouth water 🫦

Fashion, Fashion, Fashion - I grew up loving bratz and monster high dolls so naturally my love for fashion grew with it. I don’t really have a specific style in all my drs, it varies from coquette to fairy kei to trashy y2k, i just love and can’t wait to wear all these looks!!

My dads - In my mha dr, my dads are Aizawa and Yamada! I actually love them so much and I love their relationship with each other and the kids in class 1-a along with eri. Especially aizawa (all the dadzawa fics got to me) since i script me and him have daddy-daughter dates with eri!

My room - Guys this might be my favorite one. My room in my mha is like the pastel otaku girl rooms with five thousands figures of madoka and homura as well as fnaf posters😻 i have my own tv in my room and as someone who doesn’t have a bathroom connected to my room here, having it there was a must!!

Peace of mind - Life in my dr is definitely hectic but simply the fact that i’m there, that it is real, that after so long and so many dr hopping eras, i did it. i can actually be a teenage girl and do things with people my age instead of bedrotting, i will be whole.

@livingmydreamlife5555 @ayasemakoto @cloudimahi @girlberrie @startnewgame-pt2 @bunnisreality @shiftinghoesblog @shiftingsoup @rumitome @nanasrealities @astr0-mel @strawbblinaa @strawberryicedcookies

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how shifters look when they have multiple drs:

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DIRECTOR DR — circa. 1993. INTRO.

Name. Nicolette Marlow Storme

Nicknames. Lettie, Nicole, Nico, Nikki

Date of Birth. 17th April 1970 (age 23)

Occupation. Director, screenwriter, actress

Known for. Bare Teeth (1992), Angel Face (1991), Oasis: Supersonic, Mouth of The River (1994)

Spouse. Noel Gallagher

INTERVIEWER

Do you believe yourself to be a romantic?

STORME

I believe there’s worse things to be.

Early life. Storme was born 17 April 1970 in Birmingham England as the eldest child to Alexander and Helena Storme (née Vexley). She attended Trowney’s Public School from ages 4 to 11 where she later continued her education at the prestigious Braewood Hall Academy of Scotland. It was here where she found a talent for film and pranks where she filled her days roaming Braewood’s corridors and with many many detentions. Previous Headteacher of Braewood described young Storme as “possessing a unique capacity of disruption.”

A trained percussionist since childhood, Storme studied drums throughout her time at Braewood Hall, an elite boarding school she attended through her tuition being funded by estranged family.

After completing her A-Levels, Storme downright refused University famously stating “I just got out of a lousy uniform, not exactly desperate to get into another one,” she proceeded to work in an underground pub for two years. It’s rumoured that she would write brief ideas and script snippets on receipts and napkins in said pub.

Career. Storme began working as a waitress at age sixteen, as a way to support herself while attending auditions and quietly writing screenplays. From the period of 1986 to 1989 she worked a string of hospitality jobs in cafes, pubs and diners, where she would eventually meet her now husband at. During this time she juggled performing in small-scale fringe theatre and independent short films, she was cast in roles that leant into her magnetic presence onstage and her growing ability to convey emotional depth with minimal dialogue

Alongside acting, Storme spent these formative years developing her voice as a writer and director, this was when she started the early drafts of what would become to be Storme’s debut feature Bare Teeth.

Known for her skills and precision, she began teaching children how to play the drums in youth centres around East London, finding it a grounding creative outlet amidst the chaos of early adulthood. Former students have spoken publicly about her passionate, no-nonsense teaching style and love for artistic expression.

By the end of 1989, with several minor acting credits to her name and her first scripts gaining traction within film circles, Storme had quietly positioned herself in the fringe of London’s emerging indie cinema scene.

She later completed her underground student film God’s Lonely Children in 1987, a grainy emotionally raw portrait of girlhood that circulated privately among film school networks. Though she has since pulled it from public screening, the film has developed a cult following on tumblr for its unflinching tone and surreal Catholic imagery.

In 1991, she wrote, directed and starred in Angel Face. A short film that was screened at Toronto International Film Festival which drew attention for its visuals and stark emotional palette. This same year, she began pre-production on Bare Teeth.

Released in 1992, Bare Teeth was met with critical acclaim with praise for it’s unique storytelling, emotional ferocity and diverse characters. The film’s success established Storme as one of the defining voices in the future of female directing.

While her primary focus turned to directing and screenwriting, Storme acted less often but still appeared in her own work or in small roles in other indie films. She maintained her drum teaching quietly throughout this time, occasionally mentoring young musicians in the process.

In the years following, she would go on to direct Salt the Wound (1993) and Oasis’ Supersonic music video (1994) along with What Remains (1994). Her films are known to explore themes of girlhood, grief, memory and tension. In 1995 she briefly shadowed David Lynch during production of Lost Highway where the two connected over a shared interest in surrealism and subconscious storytelling. Though she didn’t officially contribute to the film, Storme later cited Lynch as “the first person in Hollywood who didn’t try to tidy me up.” In 2001, Lynch offered her a cameo role in Mulholland Drive

Storme’s work also intersects with Sofia Coppola with whom she shares a deep thematic interest in feminine isolation and emotional subtlety. In addition to Lynch and Coppola, Storme has been linked with the likes of Chloe Zhao, Luca Guadigino and Quentin Tarantino.

Personal life: Gallagher and Storme met on March 21st 1993 whilst Storme was celebrating the rise of Bare Teeth and Gallagher was playing in a venue in Birmingham. Coincidently, the two ended up in the same cramped pub. In Gallagher’s interview with Rolling Stones (2009) he stated that he approached her asking why she wasn’t “off winning a BAFTA or summat?” Allegedly they bickered for some time before going their separate ways.

Feelings arose after a drunken hook-up where the two begin their infamous secret relationship (that wasnt all that secret.) The couple were then later photographed making out inside a telephone box and publicly admitted their affections for one another.

The pair quietly eloped in late 1996 spontaneously in the middle of the night in a small registry office in Manchester. It was rumoured that they made an Elvis impersonator be their witness. Storme wore a thrifted white vintage dress she found in a market that was fraying at the edges and too large for her arms while Gallagher was dressed in a scruffy jacket and a tie that he hadn’t bothered to iron. The elopement was left unknown until Gallagher let it slip in an interview with Storme who proceeded to call him a “thoughtless knobhead” before breaking into a fit of laughter.

The actual wedding took place a few months later in a converted warehouse in East London. Storme arrived in a cream, silk dress with an old lace collar that she was gifted from friend and fashion designer Marjorie Wilkins, said dress was a one of a kind with Wilkins refusing to sell or recreate the dress. The press got wind of the wedding weeks after. Photos of the Gallagher wedding have since been leaked and went viral on Tiktok and Pinterest.

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EHAT THE HELL THIS IS SO GOOD! (I can’t even lie though I’m a young Johnny Depp as Sirius girlie though🙈) LIKE LOOK ST HIM

you guys cannot tell me this isn’t the sirius black fancast.. i mean obviously this is him a little older. in his 20s or mayyyybe even early 30s. BUT STILL. LOOK AT HIM. i’m unwell.

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real footage of me getting ready to devour everything in sight in my dr after scripting the food tastes 100x better

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THIS IS SO CUTE🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻

۶ৎ 𝑮𝒘𝒆𝒏𝒚 :𝟑

𝑾𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒏 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝑫𝒊𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝑩𝒚 𝑮𝒘𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒐𝒍𝒚𝒏 𝑽𝒂𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒆.

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The best thing I scripted for my marauders dr is that blood purity doesn’t exist (duh) and making the evil girlies, like walburga and bellatrix, good people who are just a little morally gray. Also, I just went ahead and killed off orion so the blacks could all be emo and gay together without that little bum ruining the vibe. Honestly, this all started because I wanted regulus to be a trans girl or just born a girl (femme regulus supremacy✊🏻), so she and Sirius wouldn’t have to grow up in that nightmare of a family 🫶🏻

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˗ˏˋ GET 2 KNOW ME + MAGNOLIA ˎˊ˗

MADISON JADE HOFFMAN

MAGNOLIA JAYDEN-RIHANNON BECKER

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˗ˏˋ GET 2 KNOW ME + MAGNOLIA ˎˊ˗

MADISON JADE HOFFMAN

MAGNOLIA JAYDEN-RIHANNON BECKER

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𝓐RCANE DR 𝓘NTRO

𝓘RIS 𝓙ADE 𝓥ALEMONT

𐙚 Iris Jade Valemont was born on April 9th in the heart of Piltover. A place where women gossiped over delicate china and men strutted in tailored suits, boasting about trade deals and scientific progress. In the midst of this sparkling city stood the Valemonts: her older brother Atlas, her little sister Demi, and their formidable parents—Andromeda Valemont, the Dean of Piltover Academy, and Gabriel Valemont, a respected councilor with a past he never spoke of.

𐙚 Though she was raised among the elite, Iris never quite fit the mold. Her mother hailed from Velvora, a distant land known for its mystics and rebels. Her father, despite his esteemed position, was a true Zaunite by birth a truth he kept buried beneath layers of silk and civility. Only their family carried the full weight of that secret, and it bound Iris to Zaun in ways she wouldn’t begin to understand until she stood on its soil herself.

𐙚 In Zaun, she discovered the missing half of her soul. The part that didn’t care for rules or being proper. Powder, Claggor, Mylo, and Ekko became her makeshift family loud, reckless, loyal. But then there was Vi. The moment Iris saw her, all pink hair and fire, something shifted. She turned her head twice that day, pretending it was curiosity, not recognition of something deeper. Vi wasn’t just a friend. She was something Iris didn’t know how to name, something dangerous to feel.

𐙚 Her visits became more frequent, too frequent to risk using her real name. So Iris became Nyx in Zaun, a name whispered with a mix of reverence and mystery. Her friends assumed she was running from a past too heavy to carry. They weren’t wrong.

𐙚 Back in Piltover, Iris led a different life. Days at the Kiramman estate were filled with sun and laughter, playing in the grass with her best friend Caitlyn. Their mothers, both councilwomen and close companions, had practically raised them side by side. They were each other’s refuge, their safe place in a world that demanded too much. And somewhere between stolen glances and shared secrets, Iris realized her feelings for Caitlyn ran deeper than they were ever supposed to but she kept them hidden, locked behind every polite smile and casual touch.

𐙚 While Iris studied history and politics in Piltover, Nyx was fighting in alleyways and testing the limits of her power. One night, she found herself in a street brawl alongside Vi, going up against a group of drunken thugs. In the heat of it all, her powers broke through, wild and uncontrollable, violet and sharp. It should’ve stayed a secret between her and her mother. But with Vi by her side and Caitlyn always in her heart, she let the truth slip. She told them both, separately Vi first, then Cait, but she couldn’t stop thinking of one while speaking to the other. The duality hurt her. While one foot is in love with chaos, the is other rooted in stability. And for the first time, she wasn’t sure which part of her was real.

𐙚 Then everything changed. The explosion. The balcony. Her parents were in the wrong place at the wrong time. The foundation of her life gave way. She abandoned her duties, her estate, her studies, everything. Except her friends in Zaun. Before the funeral, she returned home one last time. She saw her siblings, said goodbye to the life she was raised in. But most importantly, she found Caitlyn. Just seeing her face brought a kind of peace nothing else could. They went to the funeral together. Iris cried throughout it all, face buried in Caitlyn’s shoulder, heart shattered.

𐙚 Not long after, Vander was captured. Iris was told to stay behind with Powder. She argued, like she always did but in the end, she trusted Vi. Believed in her. Powder snuck out anyway, and Nyx followed her into the night. But she was too late. She arrived just in time to see Silco reach out not just to Powder, but to her too. And in that moment, broken and exhausted, she didn’t fight it.

𐙚 She didn’t truly believe what Powder said about Vi, that she had abandoned them on purpose. But facts didn’t matter when the pain was real. Vi was gone. Gone when they needed her most. And someone had to stay. Someone had to care. So while Iris faded into Nyx, a ghost in the shadows, and Powder unraveled into Jinx, she was someone to stay and care for, even when the rest of the world had stopped trying.