#marauders dr script

[chaaistained]

☕︎ my marauders dr; intro •°

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🗝️ you’ve now unlocked the recipe to my marauders dr ≈

name : julia ephemeri potter

age (when i shift) : 15 — i’m experiencing the whole slow burn.. and i just know it’s gonna be torture . but we persevere

— (when i post about my script) : most of the time, i’ll be talking about me from the ages of 16-21 onwards

occupation : student of witchcraft at hogwarts

+ (eventually) some form of adult occupation . i’ll edit this later i genuinely don’t know and i don’t need to know for good few years at least so..

details :

— house : gryffindor

— wand : sandalwood with a mermaid hair core , 9.5”

+ wand breakdown tbd

— patronus : brown bear / sable (undecided, i love both.. help)

— amortentia : ocean air , candle wax , musty paper

+ amortentia breakdown tbd

— fav subject : alchemy

— top subjects : (+ alchemy) ancient runes , charms , muggle studies

— pets : sadie / sadie sue (ginger tabby cat) , barnaby (brown barn owl , shared with james..)

side hobbies/hustles : gryffindor quidditch team seeker

+ (eventually) editorial team of the hogwarts herald

+ (eventually) prefect

s/o : regulus arcturus black ৻ꪆ

౨ৎ meet miss juju berry

an incandescence, forged of tart blood and a permeating sense of melancholy — she finds herself in a constant search, an unsolvable quest for meaning, latching onto anything that can define her identity and yet feeling irrevocably lost to herself — she is only the light, not the sun . she is only the shell, not the pearl . she is only the stain , not the blackberry

i unfurl into this reality with the kind of effervescence found in firewhiskey, a bubbling surprise of sorts, one that my own parents weren’t expecting. my mum calls me a gift, she calls my brother a blessing . i don’t know if the difference in term denotes a difference in how we’re perceived, and truth be told it drove me crazy as a kid and sometimes it still does but for whatever purpose or prosperity, the fates resolved that i was meant to be born and here i am

a toppling fire cracker of a girl, or so i’m told, i’m one of the rambunctious gryffindors that barrel down the marble hallways of hogwarts castle. i bunk with seven other girls, one of whom is my best friend — mary macdonald. along with the charming ravenclaw — emmeline vance — and a snark of a hufflepuff — hestia jones — the four of us can be found in various locations around the school campus; passed out in a heap on the softest patch of grass near the black lake , shooting pine cones over the whomping willow and keeping score of who gets the most over without the tree smacking them away , secluded in the third booth on the second floor of the library . our quills drying out while we distractedly ignore our transfiguration homework in favour of finding the right spell to conceal our carved names on the bottom of the booth’s oakwood table (the result of emmeline sneaking alcoholic butterbeer into the school, and a series of bad decisions later, we’d all drunkenly vandalised the furniture.. thankfully mcgonagall doesn’t know or i might lose my prefect badge)

with small flowers in my braid and golden earrings that shimmer as i shake my head, i slip between the sea of students with an ease that can only be spotted in the agile gait of a seeker. though, nothing about my speed on the ground can compare to that which i showcase when i’m hundreds of feet in the air, my broomstick being an extension of me, something i trust to a concerning degree, coming up with the sorts of tricks and techniques that would land me in the hospital wing if i wasn’t as good as i am. that attention to detail, the pedantic precision of my sight is also what makes me a renowned editor of the student body’s newsletter — a semi-professional scrapbook of a weekly issue, a holistic voice of all students from all houses . honestly it can be hard to maintain that harmony but perhaps that’s why dumbledore sanctioned the club, a forceful hand at coexisting

regardless, it’s the least of my worries, a pastime really, my main focus being the exceedingly irritating presence of a certain slytherin seeker, who grows more and more unbearable by the day, not to mention he’s constantly around, in almost all my classes, assigned to same hours of prefect patrol, not a moment of peace . and yet paired with that bothersome nuisance brews the burning desire to find out more

and if you want to know why, then i suppose you should keep reading

(merlin’s name, i can write intrigue splendidly, they should assign me as the journalist not just the bloody editor)

𓈒⠀𓂃⠀⠀˖⠀𓇬⠀˖⠀⠀𓂃⠀𓈒

౨ৎ my black bird

a rising tide in his own right, he is determined to maintain what is deemed to be perfection, unwilling to admit that no two waves ever look the same, no two stars ever shine alike, there is no apex . and yet he tries. haunted by ancestry, rippling currents that pull him into the ravine of his family’s legacy, it’s a future he wishes to inherit whilst believing it impossible. until his brother abandoned his birthright and that status, that title, that name he always wanted to earn yet never actually trained for, was now his

that unassuming final breath before striking a curse, the calm interwoven with calamity, that’s what regulus feels in every waking moment .

there is a blurry haze of memories when he tries to decipher where it all began — did envy bleed out of him every time sirius entered the room and commanded attention with his mere presence? or was it admiration? did he love his brother or loath him? maybe neither, maybe both, maybe everything in between and nothing at all, it never made sense and it probably never will.

so then leaves the question of his own significance — fostered from birth? or handed down simply because he is the spare to the heir? in this instance both made sense but neither option would ever be clarified.

and so regulus chooses to not feel anything, reserve all emotions to be shared with a few select friends — evan and barty had a way about them, his laughter was not something he could hold back in their presence . dorcas founded a semblance of solitude even though the space was shared, as if their silence was a mutual understanding, a shorthand of sorts . pandora had the gift of gracing their group with his smile, he considered it a curse that she had such a superpower, to bring out these genuine joys in other people, but he knew she wouldn’t see it that way — those were his people

not his brother . who he shifted his eyes to look away from whenever they passed each other .. only to turn back and glance over his shoulder, observing the elder son’s movements, wishing he’d turn back too, and then hurriedly clenching his fist, squashing the thought before it even had the chance to breathe

not his parents . who stood tall yet hollow, ghosts of who they were before their family was “torn apart” according to them, holding metaphorical goal posts only to keep moving them higher and higher every time regulus attempted to score, before tutting as he slipped and fell, unable to maintain the impossible altitude of their expectations

no. his people were his friends, the people who could mellow out his misgivings, erode his stone walls

and yet, those stone walls remain intact, erosion takes time.

unless of course someone me shattered the very structure of his world view, erupting his life into firework flurries of emotions, clandestine nights, musty sunrises drenched in dew drops and fog, leaving a wafting air about the world, scented jasmine and blackberry, amber gold flecks embedded inside twin irises . the kind of beauty that haunts his dreams and burns fire in his heart

he really should not be giving in to such a tragically stupid connection, not when majority of the time is spent bickering amongst dusty textbooks, whispering shouts bouncing off cold castle walls in the middle of the night, hexes spewing back and forth before finally forfeiting from fear of being caught .. that isn’t what he should want

he shouldn’t want anything

and yet he does

𓈒⠀𓂃⠀⠀˖⠀𓇬⠀˖⠀⠀𓂃⠀𓈒

౨ৎ candlelit hearts

sinking into an unknown abyss, falling from the sky with a smile on your face while the halo around your head crackles, wax dripping down the curve of your back, you were destined to fall, that’s what you are meant to do, that’s who you are meant to be — a tidal wave tore through your heart, engulfing you entirely and yet you let yourself descend deeper and deeper — for reasons unknown, you found a companion in the darkness, a fire in the flesh, a home between interlaced fingers, foreheads pressed together and a single flickering candle flame that burns bright from the magic of your shared love

it’s funny, when i look back at it. because i suppose we always knew the other existed, but i only really met him when i was 13..

whatever classes we shared before, whatever moments were missed where we walked past each other through hallways or on moving staircases, those never really registered.

i just remember the cold, the prickly sensation of snow on my bare fingertips, crunching under my feet, glittering from the shy slithers of sunlight that flitted through the bleak grey sky. the constant dinging bells, the sound of students exploring all that hogsmeade had to offer, and yet there we stood, facing each other in an alley between shops, frowning in a way that would become all too familiar in the years to come

for what it’s worth, it’s easy to dislike the guy — almost always beating me by a few marks, his facial expression was more than enough of a gloat in itself . creating nicknames for whatever trick i use in a quidditch match and always coming up with a counter move (he can’t ever let me win. personally speaking, of course, i win plenty of matches) . it’s always something with him, and whatever quick bursts of emotion i bring out are hurriedly buried under a blank expression and a tired, almost uninterested visage that boils my blood in a way i cannot possibly describe . and yet i find myself thinking about it, about him, in the ungodly hours of the night.. only to get back at him of course

and it isn’t as if i can speak for him, for the longest time i had no clue what he’d be thinking no matter how long i stared, trying to decipher his thoughts.. but i’d be an idiot to have not noticed a change — the way he would walk through life with a strive to prove himself and yet constantly controlling how much of that ambition he could show.. living each day almost half present, half minded, elsewhere entirely, focused on a far reaching future as if it was right around the corner

he wasn’t like that anymore, he seemed to flourish, to spark, to appear alive . but only when when teetering on the tightrope of an improbable partnership, an impossible romance, a strange little love story written between the aged cushions of an abandoned couch, in a hidden lounge, behind an old potions classroom — we found it together . or, more so, we argued and raced to unlock the door first, but regardless, it was our space . a space in which the kindling fire of an unlikely friendship would blossom into something greater than i could ever hope for

and when the mysteries within the castle walls start to crack through, when the secrets between the students stir the cauldron of rumours, and the history of influential families begins to pull itself up from the grave .. i guess it’s not so surprising to admit, but someone as curious as me, paired with someone as persistent as regulus? it’s no big shock that we find ourselves in the middle of such a storm

one transmutation away from uncovering the truth, waking up old bones, and burying the new ones

don’t swallow the tea leaves ! for they leave you a message 🍂

the people have spoken (i’m referring to the poll) and so i post ^this .. it did take a while bcs of numerous reasons that i don’t want to go into but anyway, i adore this dr so so much and i’ve worked so hard on the fic version of it T^T however it is a bit too traumatic for me to actually live out so .. this dr is slightly more tame — i just want to relive high school in hogwarts with the people that helped me through a lot of the shit i faced when i was in high school and they were merely characters on a screen — although, i can’t help myself, there are a few mysteries and bouts of intrigue to keep me entertained, i just .need to figure out what.. i could leave it up to my subconscious but . i don’t wanna do that ≈

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[kerryshifting]

[glimmerbvg]

(and his punk furry boyfriend)

[fawnontheweb]

I’ll say “I miss my man” like he’s not in a whole other reality

but if he knew my consciousness wasn’t there yet i bet he’d miss me too

[v1lsxe]

THINGS TO SCRIPT --- ITEMS ; HOGWARTS

a coin pouch with no end ; it takes money directly from your vault. (perfect for when you just need that new quill from flourish and blotts.)

a field guide ; like in hogwarts legacy, it records spells, creatures, and artifacts you learn about in detail. like a diary, but much cooler.

an enchanted hairbrush ; bad hair days? not anymore. this brush works faster than any charm—and it doesn’t yank.

a potion that sharpens focus ; have an upcoming test you’re not ready for? worry not! studying with this efficient potion will ensure you an O grade. (warning: people might start asking you for study tips when they see your O grades. use at your own risk)

a mood-matching candle ; bright pink for excitement, deep blue for calm—handy for creating the perfect atmosphere or warning people to tread lightly !

a snack pouch with infinite snacks ; the real MVP during late-night study sessions and those never-bloody-ending train rides to hogwarts.

a spellbook that adjusts spells to your level ; it knows your learning style and gives you suggestions and tips to make spells easier to master - think of it as your personal tutor—minus the lectures when you accidentally set something on fire.

a quill that changes color ; because highlighting is overrated, and rainbow notes are just more fun.

a floating candle lantern ; follows you around and provides light in dark spaces. useful for late-night reading or sneaking into the forbidden section.

a handwriting charm quill ; say goodbye to illegible scrawls and hello to essays that actually impress. this quill will ensure your handwriting stays neat, no matter how rushed you are !

a plant-care pendant ; alerts you when your magical plants need watering or pruning. (even the pickiest venomous tentacula will thrive under your care with this little lifesaver.)

[literallyjamespotterreincarnated]

I will shift tonight

I will shift tonight

I will shift tonight

I will shift tonight

I will shift tonight

I WILL SHIFT TONIGHT

[beadelmare]

antis will be like 'oh it's just lucid dreaming' but i literally do not gaf. like idc if i'm having insane hallucinations and am clinically insane, i'm seeing my comfort character and fucking their celeb crushes either way

[lyrashifts]

SCRIPTING IDEAS! ─── hogwarts events.

HALLOWEEN.

pumpkin carving contests (for house points).

themed herbology classes.

halloween masquerade ball.

costume contest (for house points).

waking up to candy beside your bed (house elves put candy beside your bed halloween morning).

haunted houses & mazes in hogsmead.

CHRISTMAS / WINTER HOLIDAYS.

yearly winter ball.

mistletoe will appear above the heads of couples or people will crushes on each other (this could be so chaotic and i love it).

ice skating.

cookie baking contest (for house points).

VALENTINES DAY.

valentine's day ball.

for older years, amortentia is made around this time.

divination love readings!!

EASTER.

school-wide easter egg hunt (for house points).

OTHER.

weekly house parties in the common room.

gryffindor hosts a 'welcome back' party but first years are encouraged to attend.

new year's eve ball & afterparty in the common rooms.

there's a harvest festival / carnival every autumn that lasts a few days.

bonfires on the quidditch pitch.

annual field trips to places in europe.

[shiftthemoon]

THINGS YOUR DRS REMIND ME OF ✷ sunlight, or moonlight?

✺ TABLE OF CONTENTS :

harry potter dr. fantastic beasts dr. percy jackson dr. fame dr. mermaid dr. f1 driver dr. httyd dr. game of thrones dr. hunger games dr. marvel dr. spider-man + spiderverse dr. marauders era dr. arcane dr. vampire dr. pirate dr.

psssst!!! post's layout was ib hrrtshape!! my fav mootie ever,, ♡

⊹₊ ✰ ⋆ NOW READING ┋ harry potter dr.

your hogwarts reality feels like rainy afternoons, where clouds cling to the sky like an unspoken promise. it’s libraries that smell of leather and parchment, the kind where you breathe in and suddenly remember things you’ve never lived.

• it reminds me of the soft hum of the cranberries’ “dreams” or the low ache in radiohead’s “exit music (for a film).”

• it feels like the gothic spires of edinburgh, dark green scarves blowing in the wind, and the cold stone streets of york.

• movies like dead poets society and stardust carry the same weight, that blend of whimsy and melancholy, where magic isn’t just magic—it’s rebellion, it’s survival.

• this dr smells like earl grey tea, sharp with bergamot, and the flickering glow of a candle dripping wax onto an old oak desk. it’s virgo sun with scorpio moon energy: structured, mysterious, aching with purpose.

• autumn is your season—cool winds, warm fires, and leaves crackling underfoot.

⊹₊ ✰ ⋆ NOW READING ┋ fantastic beasts & where to find them dr.

this dr is gold filigree and vintage maps, the kind you get lost in, only to discover yourself in the borders. it’s the delicate art of understanding things bigger than you—creatures, love, alchemy.

• it’s the nostalgic drawl of jeff buckley’s “hallelujah” or fleetwood mac’s “the chain,” songs that sound like they were written by ancient souls.

• feels like london, fog rolling off the thames at dawn, or somewhere quieter, like oxford or canterbury, where history whispers to you in cobblestone cracks.

• watch the theory of everything or midnight in paris, for that subtle sense of chasing something you’ll never quite touch but will die trying to understand.

• it smells like leather gloves and ink-stained fingers. it feels like cancer venus — taurus mars — gemini mercury energy: tender, protective, but a little guarded.

• winter. always winter. the kind of cold that bites, but you endure it because it reminds you you’re alive.

⊹₊ ✰ ⋆ NOW READING ┋ percy jackson dr.

camp half-blood hums like cicadas at twilight, drenched in summer heat and the salt of the sea. it’s friendship forged in battle, love found between cracks in the earth.

• this dr is nirvana’s “come as you are” and smashing pumpkins’ “1979.” chaotic, nostalgic, but alive.

• it’s greece in all its ancient glory—the ruins of delphi, the waves crashing at the cliffs of santorini. but it’s also the rugged coastlines of california, where myths could hide in the spray of the pacific.

• the movies the perks of being a wallflower and the goonies echo this vibe: coming-of-age stories tied with adventure and heartache.

• it’s that faint copper smell of blood and the earthy scent of olive trees. sagittarius rising — aquarius mercury — aries mars energy: reckless, bold, chasing freedom with no map in hand.

• summer. long days, wild nights, golden sunsets.

⊹₊ ✰ ⋆ NOW READING ┋ fame dr.

this dr is glitter in your veins, like electricity is the only thing keeping you moving. it’s the hum of the spotlight, the chaos of dreams colliding with reality.

• this one is björk’s “human behaviour” and radiohead’s “high and dry.” a little experimental, a little tragic, but undeniably iconic.

• it’s new york city, obviously—broadway lights cutting through the smoke, or maybe los angeles, a city burning with ambition.

• black swan and whiplash—these movies carry the same brutal hunger, the obsession that eats you alive but makes it all worth it.

• it smells like sweat and perfume and cigarette smoke, all blending together under flashing lights. aries moon — leo sun — gemini venus energy: fiery, intense, unapologetically raw.

• spring—the season of beginnings, of things growing, of chasing what could be.

⊹₊ ✰ ⋆ NOW READING ┋ mermaid dr.

this dr feels like the ocean’s lullaby, where the waves carry secrets and the moon pulls your heart like a tide. it’s otherworldly and yet familiar, like a dream you wake up from, still tasting salt on your lips.

• it sounds like enya’s “sail away” or the cure’s “lullaby.” haunting, ethereal, but grounding.

• the turquoise waters of the maldives, or the dark, stormy coasts of cornwall, where cliffs meet an endless horizon.

• the shape of water and ponyo—love stories where the sea breathes life into forgotten places.

• it’s the smell of saltwater and seaweed, the sting of ocean spray against your cheeks. pisces sun & neptune — taurus moon energy: dreamy, fluid, a little lost but beautifully so.

• late summer, early autumn—those blurry in-between days when the air holds onto its warmth just a little longer.

⊹₊ ✰ ⋆ NOW READING ┋ f1 driver dr.

your f1 dr feels like adrenaline in your veins, the roar of engines, and the wind whipping against your face. it’s speed, competition, but also the camaraderie of shared obsession.

• it sounds like oasis’ “champagne supernova” and the killers’ “all these things that i’ve done.” songs that echo triumph, heartbreak, and everything in between.

• monaco glitters in this dr: yachts anchored in the harbor, the narrow streets drenched in sunlight. but it’s also the neon-soaked nights of singapore and the deserts of bahrain, where the air hums with tension.

• movies like rush and ford v ferrari capture the heart of this dr—rivalries, passion, and the pursuit of perfection.

• it smells like burnt rubber, sweat, and the metallic tang of engines. aries sun — capricorn mars — aquarius uranus energy: fiercely competitive, always chasing the next thrill.

• summer, specifically those late august days when the air is electric with possibility.

⊹₊ ✰ ⋆ NOW READING ┋ how to train your dragon dr.

your how to train your dragon dr is wind-tossed hair, wild laughter, and the freedom of flying. it’s the untamed beauty of a world that doesn’t quite exist but should.

• it’s muse’s “starlight” and florence + the machine’s “dog days are over.” songs that feel like they could lift you into the clouds.

• it smells like the briny ocean, dragon scales warmed by the sun, and the smoky scent of campfires.

• the cliffs and fjords of norway, the volcanic shores of iceland—this dr is rugged and alive, filled with places where magic hides in the landscape.

• movies like spirit: stallion of the cimarron and brave echo this vibe: freedom, connection, and the push against expectations.

• it feels like sagittarius moon & jupiter — aquarius moon energy: wild-hearted, always exploring, always yearning for more.

• spring, where the world blooms and feels untamed, uncharted, and full of life.

⊹₊ ✰ ⋆ NOW READING ┋ game of thrones dr.

your game of thrones dr is fire and ice, betrayal and loyalty, the sharp edge of power balanced with the fragility of hope. it’s a world where survival is its own form of poetry.

• it’s joy division’s “atmosphere” and led zeppelin’s “stairway to heaven.” haunting and raw, filled with the weight of kingdoms rising and falling.

• the ancient castles of scotland, the desolate beauty of the sahara, the twisting streets of dubrovnik—places where history feels alive, where whispers of power still linger.

• movies like gladiator and kingdom of heaven hold the same pulse: grand, epic, and dripping in drama.

• it smells like blood, snow, and the faint sweetness of wine. scorpio rising — capricorn mars & mercury energy: intense, strategic, magnetic, but dangerous if crossed.

• winter—long, harsh, and unforgiving, yet filled with moments of beauty that steal your breath.

⊹₊ ✰ ⋆ NOW READING ┋ hunger games dr.

your hunger games dr is survival carved into your bones, rebellion written in the ashes of the world. it’s the quiet rage of the oppressed turned into a wildfire.

• it’s nine inch nails’ “hurt” and linkin park’s “in the end.” desperate, raw, and relentless, but with a thread of hope.

• the forests of appalachia, the industrial grit of detroit, the sprawling deserts of utah—it’s a patchwork of places where survival feels elemental.

• movies like children of men and the road share this dr’s heart: bleak and brutal, but deeply human.

• it smells like damp earth, gunpowder, and the acrid scent of fire. capricorn mars — virgo venus — leo rising energy: unrelenting, ambitious, and forged in hardship.

• autumn, when the air turns cold, and the trees burn with color, reminding you that beauty exists even in endings.

⊹₊ ✰ ⋆ NOW READING ┋ marvel dr.

your marvel dr is the blur of action and humanity, larger-than-life stakes grounded in the intimacy of love, loss, and choice. it’s heroes who bleed and villains who cry.

• it’s u2’s “with or without you” and audioslave’s “like a stone.” powerful, aching, and utterly cinematic.

• new york city pulses through this dr: the skyline glowing at night, the chaos of people, the hidden corners where stories unfold.

• movies like the dark knight and logan carry the same weight: gritty, emotional, and built on moral gray areas.

• it smells like leather jackets, rain-slick streets, and the metallic tang of battle. aquarius sun — leo mars — gemini moon energy: visionary, a little distant, always fighting for the greater good.

• spring and fall—transitional seasons that feel like the calm before and after the storm.

⊹₊ ✰ ⋆ NOW READING ┋ spider-man + spiderverse dr.

your spiderverse dr feels like swinging between skyscrapers, the air electric with possibility and purpose. it’s chaos and connection, a kaleidoscope of choices and the weight of responsibility.

• it’s the strokes’ “reptilia” and gorillaz’s “feel good inc.”—gritty, pulsing, and full of edge.

• the streets of brooklyn, the neon haze of tokyo, or the rooftops of chicago, where the city is a character all its own.

• movies like blade runner 2049 and tron: legacy carry this vibe: sleek, emotional, and larger than life.

• it smells like rain on pavement, fresh paint on a graffiti wall, and the ozone tang of lightning. aquarius mercury — gemini mars — libra moon energy: inventive, unconventional, and sharp-witted.

• spring—when the world starts to bloom again, full of fresh starts and untold stories.

⊹₊ ✰ ⋆ NOW READING ┋ marauders era dr.

your marauders dr is all late-night laughter and whispered secrets, rebellion scrawled in ink and moonlight. it’s the ache of youth, of moments that feel infinite but are fleeting.

• it’s pink floyd’s “wish you were here” and fleetwood mac’s “rhiannon.” bittersweet, timeless, full of soul.

• feels like the hidden alleys of london, the rolling hills of wales, or the misty forests of the scottish highlands.

• movies like the breakfast club and dead poets society carry this dr’s energy—complicated friendships, rebellion, and nostalgia for a time that might not have been perfect but was yours.

• it smells like old books, cigarette smoke, and the faint sweetness of butterbeer. libra moon — cancer sun — pisces venus energy: romantic, thoughtful, and deeply tied to relationships.

• autumn, when the world feels crisp, nostalgic, and alive with change.

⊹₊ ✰ ⋆ NOW READING ┋ arcane dr.

your arcane dr is a masterpiece of contradictions—gritty streets juxtaposed with glittering innovation. it’s a world of broken dreams and endless ambition.

• it’s placebo’s “every you every me” and radiohead’s “no surprises.” raw, haunting, and brimming with unspoken emotion.

• zaun is the heart of this dr: neon lights cutting through the smoke, the underbelly of progress. piltover looms above, all gold and power.

• movies like v for vendetta and ghost in the shell share this vibe: revolutionary, futuristic, and deeply human.

• it smells like oil, soot, and metallic sparks. pluto & mars in aquarius — scorpio moon energy: transformative, innovative, and unapologetically intense.

• winter—the cold amplifies the tension, the longing for warmth, the fight for survival.

⊹₊ ✰ ⋆ NOW READING ┋ vampire dr.

your vampire dr is velvet and shadows, the allure of eternity balanced with the weight of it. it’s beauty that bites, darkness that whispers, and immortality that aches.

• it’s bauhaus’ “bela lugosi’s dead” and depeche mode’s “enjoy the silence.” moody, sensual, and timeless.

• feels like prague at midnight, the foggy streets of victorian london, or the endless forests of transylvania.

• movies like interview with the vampire and crimson peak embody this dr—hauntingly beautiful, filled with danger and longing.

• it smells like old wine, wax-dripping candles, and the iron tang of blood. scorpio sun — libra venus — pisces mercury energy: intense, magnetic, and deeply tied to the unseen.

• late autumn, when the world is cold and still, and the nights stretch on forever.

⊹₊ ✰ ⋆ NOW READING ┋ pirate dr.

your pirate dr is salt spray in your hair, the endless expanse of the horizon, and the reckless freedom of a life untethered. it’s treasure maps and tempestuous seas, loyalty forged in fire.

• it’s the rolling stones’ “paint it black” and led zeppelin’s “immigrant song.” wild, untamed, and unapologetic.

• the caribbean islands, the rocky cliffs of ireland, or the misty coasts of the azores—where the ocean feels infinite and alive.

• movies like pirates of the caribbean: the curse of the black pearl and master and commander echo this dr: swashbuckling adventure, grit, and loyalty.

• it smells like saltwater, rum, and the wood of a well-worn ship. sagittarius mars — pisces rising — aries sun energy: adventurous, daring, and always chasing the next horizon.

• summer, especially in the golden haze of dusk, when the ocean glows like molten gold.

[ingeniumstan]

All of my drs :)

fun fact, i actually have the green crutches all the way to the left of the third pic :)

- BNHA / MHA DR

- Streamer DR

- British Teen Streamer DR

- Descendants DRs | I / II

- Figure Skating DR

- Hockey DR

- 2009 Phan DR

- DSMP DR

- Total Drama Island DR

- Royalty DR

- Furry DR

- MCR DR

- Fame DR

- Broadway DR

- Gravity Falls DR

- Spiderverse DR

- Boarding School DR

- The Bad Guys DR

- HP Universe DRs | I / II / III / IIII

- my secret drs >:)

[zshiftss]

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❧ anyah amelia zabini

╰┈➤ house of zabini’s first gryffindor

���꧂ “𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒊𝒇𝒖𝒍 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚’𝒅 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒍𝒂𝒊𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒏, 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒔𝒎𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒐𝒇 𝒂 𝒇𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒔𝒚. 𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒂𝒉 𝒛𝒂𝒃𝒊𝒏𝒊.“

her amortentia smelled of vanilla, strawberries, soap, old books, and ink. a man could only dream of smelling her in his amortentia potion. her lips tasted of candy, sugar, and love. her eyes had seen sorrow, hope, and dreams.

★ anyah zabini was the first daughter of joanna zabini and he-who-shall-not-be-named, and the adopted daughter of shalom zabini, she was the younger half sister of blaise zabini and the older half sister of delphini riddle. she was the first riddle and the first zabini to ever be placed in gryffindor.

joanna zabini 🝮 loved to say she tried her best as a mother when all she ever really did was cheat on shalom with the men she murdered.

shalom zabini 🝮 was the biggest and the baddest in the deatheater business but he loved his children equally...even if one of them wasn’t his.

ZABINI MANOR

her peeps 🝮

theodore nott was the glue that held them all together, they all had a special relationship with theo.

sam nott was her childhood best friend, they did everything together basically from birth.

livia black was the coolest girl in school, her hair was always amazing, her makeup was always flawless, livia was the kind of girl that made all the boys fawn over her and then reject them all in the same day.

mattheo riddle was anyahs uncle, he never said anything to their friends because he knew how awkward she felt about that, that’s what made mattheo such a great uncle or friend.

lorenzo berkshire was a big, fluffy golden retriever even though he was big and a slytherin he was just a fluffy little dog whining begging for attention.

draco malfoy was like a brother to nyah zabini, she’d grown up with him, she’d lived with him, they were family despite their blood.

jeremiah shacklebolt was anyah zabini’s soulmate, somewhere deep in her heart the love she had for jeremiah never truly left her.

hermione granger had hatred in her heart for anyah, there was no reason except pure hatred. anyah however loved hermione she was smart, pretty, happy. the two were completely opposite about each other.

harry potter was like the missing piece to anyah zabini’s puzzle when he was brought to hogwarts everyones lives had changed, for better and worse.

ron weasley was a big, lovable, sweetheart, he was kind, and awkward, and funny it was adorable.

fred weasley was like a big prickly thorn that if loved enough became a fluffy pillow.

george weasley was a big goofball, he never listened or cared about getting into trouble. he was outgoing, funny, smart, and tricky.

[kerryshifting]

[glimmerbvg]

[fawnontheweb]

I’ve been seeing SO many angel numbers!!! ٩(ˊᗜˋ*)و ♡ I’m definitely shifting soon! :3

these aren’t even all of them, I have like 24 more screenshots of angel numbers I’ve seen within the past week (≧∇≦)

[g1rlsp1ckins]

𝒯HE 𝒮HIFTING ✶ 𝒜RCHIVES

    ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀    ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀𝖜𝖊𝖑𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖊 𝖙𝖔 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖛𝖊𝖗𝖘𝖎𝖔𝖓𝖘 𝖔𝖋 𝖒𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖒𝖔𝖘𝖙 𝖕𝖊𝖔𝖕𝖑𝖊 𝖉𝖔𝖓'𝖙 𝖌𝖊𝖙 𝖙𝖔 𝖒𝖊𝖊𝖙 ⭑.ᐟ

these are some of my drs and dr selves for you to get to know!!

˗ˏˋ shows/movies ⭑.ᐟ

‧ house of the dragon : (1) visenya targaryen, 19 yrs, daughter of daemon targaryen, s/o - aemond targaryen, trope: enemies to lovers - slowburn | (2) alysanne hightower, 33 yrs, alicent's younger sister, s/o - rhaenyra targaryen, trope: best friend's sister

‧ arcane : sage, 20 yrs, jinx's guardian, s/o - vi, trope: childhood friends to lovers - slowburn

baked good ask game

‧ teenwolf : olympia lennox, 17 yrs, new girl/witch, s/o - stiles stilinski, trope: enemies to lovers - forced proximity

‧ modern marauders : florence lupin, 19 yrs, the younger sister of remus lupin, slytherin, s/o - regulus black, trope: friends to lovers

‧ percy jackson : aurora ward, 19 yrs, cabin 7's big sister, s/o - luke castellan, trope: childhood friends to lovers to enemies

‧ xo kitty : delilah kavinsky, 17 yrs, the better kavinsky, s/o - minho moon + kitty song covey, trope: enemies to lovers - opposites attract

‧ tsitp : juliet holloway, 16 yrs, cousins' princess, s/o - belly conklin, trope: slowburn - forbidden

‧ gen v : juno elise dunlap, 20 yrs, godolkin's top student, s/o - jordan li, trope: academic rivals - friends to lovers

baked goods ask game

scream : emerson stryker, 18 yrs, woodsboro's favourite final girl, s/o - chad meeks-martin, trope: frenemies to lovers

‧ twisters : darcy carter, 20 yrs, storm photographer, s/o - tyler owens, trope: he fell first

‧ the maze runner : wren, 18 yrs, the first girl runner, s/o - thomas, trope: friends to enemies to lovers

‧ wednesday : eris wraith, 16 yrs, siren of your dreams, s/o - tyler galpin, trope: grumpy x sunshine

‧ spiderverse : maeve parker, 16 yrs, everyone's favourite spider, s/o - miles morales, trope: friends to lovers

‧ mcu : demetria alexander, 20 yrs, the mystery avenger, s/o - tba

˗ˏˋ anime ⭑.ᐟ

‧ mha (college) : emerson walker, 19 yrs, women of the thunder, s/o - bakugou katsuki + midoriya izuku, trope: love triangle - slowburn

‧ one piece : vaelora calendine, 18 yrs, surge surge fruit user, s/o - monkey d. luffy/usopp, trope: found family - slow burn

‧ naruto : seraphina senju, 18 yrs, the heart of the leaf village, s/o - naruto uzumaki, trope: friends to lovers

‧ haikyuu (college) : jamie lynn oikawa, 19 yrs, the better oikawa, s/o - tba

‧ jjk : delphine magdelena, 18 yrs, sunshine of jujutsu tech, s/o - suguru geto + satoru gojo, trope: friends to lovers/friends to enemies to lovers

˗ˏˋ lifestyle ⭑.ᐟ

‧ fame : (1) cameron walker, 24 yrs, popstar princess, s/o - mike faist, trope: coworkers to lovers | (2) juliet bishop, 24 yrs, the chameleon, s/o - timothée chalamet, trope: he fell first

‧ songwriter/producer : avery page, 22 yrs, lyricist of the century, s/o - daniel seavy, trope: childhood friends to lovers

‧ sam & colby : josephine sinclair, 21 yrs, empath, s/o - sam goldbach, trope: invisible string theory

‧ one direction : scarlett rose evans, 18 yrs, the missing piece, s/o - zayn malik, trope: black cat + orange cat - extreme slow burn

˗ˏˋ kpop/kdrama ⭑.ᐟ

‧ true beauty : sofia reed, 18 yrs, saebom's favourite, s/o - han seojun, trope: frenemies to lovers

‧ itaewon class : elliot dunn, 20 yrs, itaewon's biggest party girl, s/o - park saeroyi, trope: mentor + mentee - slowburn

‧ le sserafim : emerson walker, 21 yrs, nation's sweetheart, s/o - stephen yoon, trope: childhood friends to lovers

‧ txt : devon hill, 21 yrs, korea's it girl, s/o - byeon wooseok, trope: coworkers to lovers

‧ katseye : sloane holden, 19 yrs, original katseye member, s/o - daniela avanzini, trope: childhood friends to lovers

‧ ru next : devon moore, 21 yrs, rubymoon's lovergirl, s/o - chanelle moon, trope: soulmates

‧ own gg : evelyn grey, 22 yrs, 4th gen trend setter, s/o - park wonbin, trope: moon and sun

‧ own co-ed group : devon sinclair, 21 yrs, 4th gens ace, s/o - lee seokmin, trope: soul-tied

‧ own survival group : rhiannon graham, 21 yrs, the mesmerizing aura, s/o seo changbin, trope: he fell first

˗ˏˋ other ⭑.ᐟ

‧ the naturals : lorelai montgomery, 19 yrs, the mind reader, s/o - dean redding, trope: slowburn

feel free to ask me questions! i am going to do longer intros so if anyone is interested in any of these or wants to talk about just lmk!!! <3

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[literallyjamespotterreincarnated]

Why is my fyp all shiftokers saying that they lied about shifting, that’s so embarrassing … They are all scrambling for one last bit of attention before the app is gone. And it will be even MORE HUMILIATING IS IF TIKTOK NEVER GETS BAND AHAHAHA