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@dorothea-shifts
𝑴𝒚 𝑰𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒐!!
Hello! I'm Dorothea!! I'm shifting to a few realities, but mainly: ASoIaF, Better CR/Fame DR, a Gotham/DC DR, a Hogwarts DR set in the 1940s, and a DR based on a piece of classic literature set in the 19th century! Some things about me: I use any pronouns but prefer She/Her, I love the colours red and green, and I love collecting antiques and records, and I've known about shifting since 2020!
Anyways, hii!!!
[I'm probably gonna edit this later lol]
Gottfried Mind (Swiss, 1768–1814), "Cat with three Kittens"
Wait are ppl shifting to GoT/asoiaf now ive been so inactive on this site
Moot me up i post nothing like ever but trust me ik the lore alr trust 🥲
I do it to myself, im just yapping bc I never post
I come up with the dumbest dr ideas like. Like usually I'll be interested abt a period in history and then go "yesyes let's shift there!" And then apparently no, ppl only gaf abt the 1770s and there's actually a lot less information abt the 1710s/early French Regency (Régence) despite it arguably being just as interesting and I can't understand the damn fashion or the language very well and what does hair look like under those silly wigs and genuinely WHYWHYWHY 😭😭😭
And for some reason I couldn't live with the idea of major historical inaccuracy 😔
Anyways sorry for not posting in forever and hi to all my moots whom I've barely spoken to in a while
Anyways I just wanted to yell into the void
the damned lovers / a demon prince & his beloved
azazel & his most well kept secret : friede winchester. some dare say it is a forbidden love between a hunter & demon, others could argue either don’t care about the fact they are considered star crossed lovers by some. they did not hide their love for another , as either take pride in their feelings for another. simply said: they were crazy about each other.
it is obvious that something about her lights a fire within him. he looks alive when she is in his arms. human like no one has ever seen him before. like he is in love. and not only in love, but beyond salvation. and he was where he wanted to be, as she was where she wanted to be as well.
she remembers the first night she knew she loved him, the way fear and relief came rushing in. she laid her head on his chest and listened to his heart, and felt for the first time, what she would feel with him; self affliction. he made her feel like herself. with him, she was at ease, at home. it seemed natural to talk to him about odd things, both were odd where they not? she had never done that before, not even with her brothers. the trust, so sudden yet so complete, and the intimacy. . .frightened her. but now she could only think of the things she wanted to tell, and do with him.
but the horror. . .the horror was for love. . .the things we do for love like this are ugly, mad, full of sweet and regret. but it is still love. why does anyone commit acts others deem unspeakable?
for love.
He is a changed man in my dr, don’t you worry. He payed my bus fee in a dream🥹 and then went to go to an arcade w me (in the same dream), he does not find me annoying guys!!!
a love letter
𝑓r𝑒t n𝑜t f𝑎tℎe𝑟. w𝑒 ℎa𝑣e n𝑜 𝑛e𝑒d o𝑓 𝑡h𝑦 𝑓l𝑎i𝑙. 2nd spn dr
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the winchesters twins / everyone’s collective pain in the ass !
“dean, you looked better with that fuckass mullet. grow it back.”
“only when you give me my car keys back, friede…oh and when you stop being so short”
the winchester twins may be as famous as john winchester himself, if not more. they are a fierce force to behold: one is as dangerous as the other. even if friede was smaller, she was capable of folding a man in half like he is a lawn chair, while dean watches.
friede being the only person he loves more than his car. and dean being the only person she loves more than her borzois.
but being twins did not mean that they had to act like another, despite being the mirror of another in appearance.
dean was everything friede was not, while friede was everything dean hoped to be. he did occasionally wonder how his sister remained so. . .positive, and happy, despite what they went through when they were children. she was generous, while he was not. he was brave, while she was not.
but everyone collectively agreed that they should never be put in the same room. friede, who usually was calm and polite, turned into a foul-mouthed woman that made crude jokes with dean. she’d always slap his back or arm when he made a joke, and he grinned down at his twin sister. dean remained himself, though he tried making more jokes because it mattered to him that friede was happy.
when they are drunk, it is worse. they hug another all the time. trying not to cry. or they are horribly dancing together on the floor, without an ounce of effort. that was where they were at their peace.
together, and doing stupid shit side by side.
they argue, very rarely, as their differences in hunting can cause conflict. but they end up apologizing to another in their own special ways.
they don’t wanna see each other hurt, knowing that they were the cause for it. and for once they put aside their pride, and suck it up to muster an apology.
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the snake of ancient greece / the mother of madness
who was to judge a widow for her actions? for her bitterness aimed at the world, and its gods, for taking her very heart and the father of their very children? who was to judge? you? the winchesters? the golden order? perhaps all of them.
some describe euryale as a sad woman, but slightly bitter behind her cheerful demeanor. the eyes are the key to the soul, some say, and that is true for her. one can glance into the colorful eyes of hers, always changing and never restless, and see the anger as well as sadness she carried.
it was lucky for everyone she did not decide to act upon her anger or sadness.
she could drive someone mad if she wished. euryale was the goddess of insanity and some might say she was insane herself.
but she controls herself, so the world may not suffer under her wrath.
a short meal , an apology for my absence.
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the older winchester twin , the bane of demons , john winchester’s least favorite memory of his wife , the hunter of the east coast & of skinwalkers , avid waverly hills visitor , elfriede “friede” winchester
𝑓r𝑒t n𝑜t f𝑎tℎe𝑟. w𝑒 ℎa𝑣e n𝑜 𝑛e𝑒d o𝑓 𝑡h𝑦 𝑓l𝑎i𝑙. 2nd spn dr
shared dr with @dizzydotcom & @briiverse <3
totally not deans twin because I discovered how familiar Jensen and holiday look alike…TOTALLY not the reason
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The Hammer and The Anvil
Prince Baelor Breakspear struck the rebel rear with a host of stormlords and Dornishmen, shattering their lines and the battle was ended. Prince Maekar led the rest of the forces to crush the rebels between them.
queen of poisons / queen of the dragons heart / the spoiled lion / the witch queen luenna lannister !
luenna always stared intensely, like a lioness observing her prey. her emerald eyes would narrow just so, while her lips quivered. not really frowning, not really pursuing her lips which would mark her displeasure obvious. the light of the west watched the maesters that scurried to king jaehaerys side, and aemon sat next to his father. worried. the dark reds of her silken gown made her blend into the darkness and her golden hair was pulled into simple braids than ran down her shoulder — he could see she itched to help him.
she sat in the room, hidden in the shadows, forgotten by the men around her while the sick man laying in front of her watched. the sickly king did not like her by all accounts: luenna made aemon happy and was a good political influence for the court. . .but she was a lannister. a spoiled cun-- brat. he could tell by the way she held herself, as if she was the most precious thing in the room, by the way her brow would twitch every now and then. a mask: he had seen the lion cup she truly was whenever she was with aemon.
jaehaerys knew that he'd probably make it if luenna were to treat him, but with ser otto hightower, his hand, dismissing luenna...he was unsure if he'd see the light of the next day.
luenna knew much. the right answers to questions, the right herbs for a medicine or poulituce. she never said much in his presence anyway. all the lannisters disliked jaehaerys, ever since he dismissed margot lannister in favor of otto. and he knew that luenna had strong opinions of his treatment of his daughters. and he knew that alone nearly made her decline aemon's hand, but she loved him too much to say no. jaehaerys was stuck with a daughter in law whom despises him greatly.
and they watched another. two great predators, a dragon and a lion. the king coughed and all the maesters fussed him as if he were a babe. luenna then coughed, and the men around him tensed. jaehaerys watched her as she stood up. the fabrics of her skirts rustling as she walked over to him.
aemon stood up and reached for his wife and she placed a pale hand on his cheek. he let out a sigh and leaned closer to whisper something into her ear, something barely audible. worry was written on his handsome featuers, jaehaerys observed. he also saw the fondness was written on her face when she solely focused on aemon. luenna kissed his cheek and whispered something to him.
and it all went away when her attention gathered onto the maesters. gone was the softness in her emerald green eyes, replaced with the same amount of kindness she had for jaehaerys. in that moment she truly looked like a lioness.
"leave. all of you! you have done nothing! one word to otto hightower and i'll make you a monk by my own hands!" she hissed. and the men scurried away, out of the room. thus only leaving aemon, jaehaerys, and her. aemon walked behind her and placed his hands atop of his wife shoulders while she regarded jaehaerys. the old king looked back with a defiant lift of his chin. "and you old man will consume every medicine i am giving you, understand? you still want to live to see your grandchild, do you not?"
what a curious way to reveal a pregnancy, but he nodded. voice failing due to whatever sickness he had. jaehaerys prayed to whatever god listened, that luenna lannister would bring him back to health, so he might not feel her wroth in the afterlife.
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the mother of monsters / the lady of the opera company / wife to ᛚᚢᚴᛁ / goddess of delirium & azazel’s object of fear
a mother to all , troublemaker , award winner for coming late as possible ! luenna delphyne ! sings at 3am while making pancakes , local dnd nerd & asoiaf, lotr NERD. she does not need to babysit, babysitting needs her.
if you remember this you’re an OG!
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notion wtf is this bullshit
how it feels explaining my dr lore
luenna jackson in the eyes of percy jackson (pics taken by loren coranro) :
my name is percy jackson, and I am currently held hostage by my sister, luenna, and her weirdo boyfriend, loren.
well, not really held hostage. they are currently playing cards with me. luenna called it “schwimmen,” and expected me to understand. I keep losing and loren isn’t truly helping me either. he steals the cards i need and then wins to make luenna mad. which is rather funny, if I am honest.
it is my third day being a camper at camp half-blood. and this is where I end up at: kidnapped by my adoptive sister because she feels bad she didn’t tell me she, herself, was a demigoddess, or titaness to be exact.
at least the sun is shining, the birds are singing and the three of us sit together at the dining pavilion. I am spending time with my older sister and her boyfriend, I could’ve spend time to explore the camp some more. but playing cards with them doesn’t sound so bad either.
how did I end up there? you may ask yourself.
i truly don’t know how i ended up here. one moment i was with grover, suddenly luenna appeared and took my hand. she wore that orange colored tshirt everyone wore. her blonde hair was braided and fell down her back: she kept her hair at impressionable length.
“come with me percy!” she smiled. and it was that fake smile that said she was fine, she wasn’t fine. I knew her too well. she is my older sister after all. though she may be adopted.
so she placed me on a bench at the dining pavilion and then loren appeared. his six foot three tall figure cast a shadow over me and he gave me a smile. his long red hair was tied into a bun but he removed it, in favor of flinging the hairband at me with a grin. luenna smacked his arm and muttered “du idiot” on german, though she still smiled. she called him an idiot. he did not wear that orange colored tshirt with “camp half-blood” written on it. he wore a sweater.
in this weather? a sweater? seriously? he is also wearing pants? how is he surviving in this heat? does being tisiphone’s kid, a literal fury, also come with immunity against heat?
no, it didn’t.
loren sat down next to me and rolled up the sleeves of his sweater. exposing his tattooed forearms. giving me a look that said: “stop staring or else.”
his tattoos were pretty, but the ink, the black ink, darkened out his pale skin. it looked like clouds, if I am honest. I actually have no words for describing his tattoos. weird, but very pretty. there were some red lines, but you couldn’t see the pale skin. a sleeve if I remember? the entire pattern also covered his back, as I saw from the few times he walked around without a shirt in our apartment. he got that tattoo because luenna designed it and he wore them with pride.
“why hello there. brought your young man here, didn’t you? ay perse, let us show you our favorite card game. will you shuffle the cards, lu? or me? me, i am a gentleman,” he winked at her.
despite him looking very sophisticated and rich, he did not sound like it. but that was because he felt comfortable enough to be himself with us. didn’t change that he was a literal simp for my sister. and sometimes it hurt to see how in love they were. second hand embarrassment type hurt.
“since when are you a gentleman, loren?” I ask.
“only to your sister, my dearest girlfriend and the light of my life. and her friends of course. . .and the elderly ladies are also deserving of my kindness,” he explained and then winked at me. “boy, just you wait until you find yourself a girlfriend, you’ll know what I mean.”
whatever that meant, I think to myself.
luenna pushed the card deck over to him and rested her head against her hands, her elbows were resting against the table. her eyes flickered between the two of us and I could tell that something was going on in that head of hers.
“perse, don’t go out after midnight or you’ll become harpy food,” she decided to warn me. shivers sent down my spine but i tried to play it cool. “i…I don’t wanna mess with the harpies. buttttt….you’re still my little brother so I’ll make an exception.”
“just like when you feel kind enough to share your food with me?”
“I am revoking your food rights, I won’t share with you anymore.” she would.
loren began to hand out the cards and started to explain the rules to me. they did not make sense, but at least Luenna didn’t explain them. she can’t explain card games at all, but she can explain the lore of a song of ice and fire and somehow make it entertaining and seem like real history.
sometimes i look at loren and think to myself: how could it be, that he has been dating my older sister for three years? he’s a total loser. a nerd. luenna is a nerd too, but she just does it better. loren is freakishly tall, and weirdly good looking. and charismatic. and friendly. and a gentleman for her. loren is nice, he helps me with my homework.
he did have his nice aspects…I guess.
“bro, what the hell? loren, these cards are atrocious!” luenna gasped. to which he laughed. and he peaked over my cards.
two kings of different colors and one spade that matched with the one king that lay in the middle. each player had three cards, three lay in the middle, and the goal was to get 31. a card where someone is depicted is worth 10, an ace is worth 11, and the other respective cards are worth the amount that stand on them. if you have 3 kings for example, you have three half’s, guaranteeing your win.
“well, I certainly have good cards.”
“liar. show them,” luenna demanded. and this fool next to me actually did. she nodded, clearly impressed. “nicht schlecht.”
“habe es dir gesagt, mein schatz.”
not the german again, I roll my eyes. but it was cute to hear them talk together, which you didn’t hear from me. I hate him. but…I do find it impressive he learned german extra for her. loren is as dyslexic as i am, so I consider that very impressive of him to do and dedicate himself to. but that still did not mean that I liked him.
still how’d he bag the woman who’d be able to recreate every bit of sister friede’s fight by herself and a stick? I don’t know, i ask myself this question when i go to bed.
she’s just so cool, amazing, funny and bakes the best cakes! and he’s just there. tall, long haired, weirdly dressed, and always looking at luenna. well i do guess he loves her with every fiber of his being, which is good. because that’s all what luenna deserves.
she took a card, a red diamond, and then placed down a king and an ace in the same pattern. meaning she has won.
“sorry!” she was not sorry at all judging by her shit eating grin aimed at loren. he presumably kicked her leg, which made her yelp, and he payed up.
then luenna took the deck and began to shuffle the cards. while talking to loren on german because, of course. they always did that when they were keeping things to themselves. he is sitting right next to me and i can smell his expensive perfume.
I look at him.
and he looks at me.
and I look at him.
awkward is one way to describe it. loren presses his lips together and nods, then takes a peak over my cards. then his gaze falls on the three cards that are lying in the middle of the table. he takes my heart ace and switches it with a clover that has the number 7 written on it. I have 24 in total.
“thanks,” I mutter.
“no problem, but we lost. look at luenna’s face,” loren says and takes a look at his girlfriend. and I glance up at my sisters face.
oh yeah, luenna is smiling brightly. and that can only mean she has two other aces on her hand. she places the two other aces onto the table and lets out a triumphant scream. then she leans forward to kiss loren and then ruffling my hair.
“pay up! now. both of you,” she demanded and we payed up. then it was my turn to shuffle the cards, and this time they spoke on english. thanks.
“i actually can’t believe that i am banned from the strawberry field.”
“lu, this is what you get for sneaking out at night to eat strawberries.”
“hush…they are too good not to eat! you know it too!” she went quiet real fast and gave loren a bright grin. i began to hand out my terrible sorted cards and ignore them. “loreeeennnnn, can you bring me some strawberries later? pretty please.”
“no.”
they took up their cards. and i scrunch my brows. a queen, a ten, and an ace, all of the same pattern.
“pleaseeeeeee.”
“no, luenna. I don’t want to get banned from the strawberry field either.”
“pleasseeeeeeeeee, I’ll even share!” she pouted.
loren took a look at my cards before he answered. his jaw dropped and he extended and arm to pat my on my back. then he puts my cards down and luenna’s jaw also dropped.
“well shuffled, perse!” she praised. now she forgot the strawberries, but the look in her eye told me otherwise.
“beginners luck, i say”
“I am the luckiest there is,” I say proudly. nodding my head the same way she would, so my hair would end up bouncing like hers.
“should we call you lucky luke then? lucky…percy?”
a pause.
then she laughed. as if it was the dumbest thing she has heard. and I joined in. because it did sound dumb.
“ahhh, no. it sounds stupid. and you are far from stupid. loren, it is your turn.” and we kept playing together for some hours and I had to deal with his horrible flirting and luenna’s remarks. but it was fun. a good distraction of our mothers disappearance.
loren may be bad, he certainly isn’t a bad guy. he let me and luenna win. and later the two walked off, hand in hand, with luenna rambling about some video game again while he listened with a smile on his face. the look of love so disgustingly evident in his eyes.
I had not missed the note she slipped into my hand when she hugged me goodbye.
it was an apology letter for not telling me sooner. but I truly did not care that she was a demititaness. she was still my sister.
the cutout is intentional, it’s as if percy doesn’t want to hear the following statement 😭 guys I love my little brother so much. loren’s tats are influenced by enjin’s, yes. that’s all
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the witch of the jackson family , the counselor of cabin 32 , cursed with the gift of prophecy , owner of university olympus gossip blog & percy jackson’s endgegner.
the german girl , an immigrant, a runaway from wherever she’d been , luenna. she sings at 3am (horribly) , works at renfaires during spring (for the vibe) & is a self proclaimed asoiaf, lotr , elden ring nerd. troublemaker & best friend to many, and animals.
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queen euterpe of zephyros , the last of the gods & the sun . . . ! It gladdens me you like my songs, young luffy.
the last of vírmÿrian , she who stands before you. the great sun that is dedicated to restore her lands. rider of aglorian , the four winged beast. lyrine of loren . . . ! pirates are my very object of fascination, ever since gol d.rogers has told me tales of thee! tell me more of travels and treasures, if you may!
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౨ৎ one piece dr
a daughter, a goddess, a queen, euterpe knew the weight of the world and knew that all men must die. she loved the sea, the sun, and the freedom of her kingdom. but all good things come to an end when baroque works show up. the last queen of zephyros , bringer of dawn , daughter of gold , the queen of muses.
. . . is that a woman riding atop a dragon? a four winged dragon?!
luffy, i think we are all dehydrated and imagining things.
oh common sanji! i know she is real!
ow! did you just pinch me?
she is as real as me pinching you just now.
that’s the queen. the stories of her…they’re so fascinating. kind to her people, but stern to outsiders. she apparently once met gol d. roger himself, and apparently made him cry? do you know what it takes, luffy? oh, and apparently she is pretty too. I thought it had been false that she had a dragon! a four winged one at that! luffy this is fascinating.
loren, it sounds like you have a crush.
no comment.
and she wore blue velvet,
It is told amongst the wise that the cataclysm and doom of zephyros had been a fault of the zephyrian’s growing to greedy with the gifts that had been bestowed upon them by their gods.
they had been given a gift by the gods. great prosperities such as longevity, powers that even no devil fruit could conceive, intelligence, and strange creatures that walked the lands of zephyros in harmony with them.
instead of using their powers for good, they exercised it to dominate other lands, establishing colonies over the ancient world of blue planet. using the creatures such as dragons, rivials, and even the great leviathan in their scourge of conquest. their hubris had been the source of their undoing.
the gods had been angry, rightfully so. but one had tried to seek answers as to why their beloved children had turned out the way they had before the great cataclysm had ruined zephyros for good.
arímella she had been called, the goddess who guided the sun, one of the six great ones she had been. the sun she was, radiant and beautiful, causing the moon, her sister, míryr, to leave whenever the sun rose. perhaps an act of jealousy.
a regal goddess she had been, but she had possessed the childlike wonder of curiosity. and her curiosity had been the source of her death. as no god nor goddess should lay with a mortal, it had been against the laws of their own.
and she had laid with a mortal man. love had been a fickle thing. while zephyros had plunged itself into doom, a prince had found the love of a goddess. and a child had been born of their love. thus also causing the doom of their land.
euterpe had been born with her mother’s hair, bright, bold, and golden, it had been the last piece of the sun goddess that remained in mortal form. her father’s eyes, kind and brown, had been her only gift of him. he had died during the cataclysm. all she had known were the tales of him and her mother’s love.
a princess, a demigoddess, and a mistake, some had called her.
while arímella had labored, the great doom occurred. volcanos showered zephyros in ash and gold; lava claiming the lives of many, lava claiming the life of the flourished lands. thus only leaving behind a wasteland with no water and no trees.
it had been a miracle that anyone had survived.
no one dared to step foot into the wasteland that had become of the great kingdom. no one wanted to feel the scorching heat on their own, fearing that death occur quickly.
left behind was a desert, with few trees to spare, with few water to drink. the creatures had remained, ever so loyal to their own. heat licked the soil, killing the grass and all else. food became scare, yet somehow everyone had a full stomach by the end of the day. storms of all kinds plagued the land, with the chirping of the jeroboa one can find out which storm may come.
and the child had been raised to become queen from a very young age, to fix for her parents mistakes. thus euterpe had become no muse, though she adored to play instruments on her own, she had become a good queen.
a queen must listen to all. a good queen would.
euterpe had been short of stature, but had enough strength in her small body of hers to carry a grown man. her golden hair had always been pulled into elaborate styles, framing her face ever so slightly, while her brown eyes were always said to be watching, kindly watching all who wished to be seen. she had often smiled, tanned face adorned with freckles always wore an expression of love and happiness. dresses in colors of green, purple, orange, and yellow, the colors of dawn, had been worn by her. clearly the queen has a favorite color to wear.
the queen had been described as kind and fair, with a fondness for music, after the goddesss she had been named after, and taking to singing herself. it was said that she had a clear heartbreakingly lovely voice that was said to make everyone burst into tears. euterpe played a lot of intstruments, but her favorite one had been the harp and lyre.
the demigoddess is denoted by her wisdom and patience. she has witnessed and aided in the rise of numerous flourishing kingdoms, including that of her own. she is older than most and had witnessed things, but yet finds a way to maintain her youthful spirit and nature. she is generous to all, which made her subjects harbor a deep respect and love for her. euterpe was still a teen that had been forced to grow up to quickly, challenged with great tasks that had made her harden. though she forever may remain as a soft-spoken woman with a love for adventure.
euterpe posseses an inborn sense of idealism and ethics: she truly believes that her purpose on the planet is to create a better and more just world. she’s deeply empathetic and cares for any people she feels are her to protect. the people closest to her heart are not chosen for what they can do for her, but solely on her love for them. she always does what she thinks is right. and manages to inspire love, and fear, from her enemies.
euterpe loves the sea, as it makes her feel free, and she dreams to sail across the grand line in hopes to find more answers of her parentage. she loves stories and books, loving to read about pirates and their hunt for treasure.
and when her people announce that a ship has neared the cost of zephyros, apparently containing pirates, she had ordered them to watch them; not out of fear, but out of curiosity. going as far as to go with them, her curiosity knew no bounds. because who’d dare to venture to the scorched peninsula?
a charming leader, named luffy, had been first to spot her, and her dragon from afar. a man named loren had confirmed her idenity. a man named sanji remained skeptic. a man named usopp had hid behind a man named zoro, he bore three swords and a frown to match. a man named aemon had begotten the idea of a painting. a woman named nami had been hopeful. a woman named vivi had dreamt of meeting the queen.
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