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🪽 ்۪۪ *⋅.˳˳. hello! you can call me carol. i’m a shifter who absolutely loves niche drs — especially with my own plots, but i also love fame drs . . .

𓍯𓂃 my main drs are uni dr, small town dr, vampire dr, wag drs and dune drs. as for my general favs; illit, newjeans, cortis, dune, asoiaf, hannibal . . .

you can also find me on pinterest: here!

#reality shifting #shifting antis dni #shifting blog #scripting #carol’s dreamland 𖤓

sprngfaee

𐂯 𓏽ִ BEGINS ≠ YOUTH ܀ ั۫ searching for an end

𝟅𝟈 ANNABELLA YUN MACHESI

18 yrs 31.10 / 93

SC, Brazil

Lesbian, she/they

1,46m set in 2011

ex-gymnastic, libra, cat lover, 11th year student, romantic goth & gothic lolita, professional twitter user.

𓏶 .ˑ ִ ﹙ STORY OF MY LIFE ﹚

Annabella used to be scared of being alone. The girl had grown in a very affectionate and tided together family, used to share every moment as a group, in the sadness or happiness. But ever since the ? of her parents, Anna got used to live in the dark and silence, living with an older brother who no longer know how to go on and a empty house in a new city and country. She is used to nights spends in dark alleys, exploring the city and running away from her grief, trying desperately to find something that will fill the void in her heart, and maybe a new home, one that everyone stays.

𖥟.ˑ ִ I'VE FOUND ... ﹙YOU?﹚

Their little group ( or a rather middle-sized one ) is a very distinct group formed by a bundle of problematic teenagers trying to live — read: survive — the best they can. Coming from difficult backgrounds, the eight teenagers try to conquer life with the little they have: their friendship and a strange desire to escape this reality.

ꫂ ၴႅၴ.ˑ ִ INTERVIEW WITH ﹙the boys﹚

👤: Can you please share your thoughts on Annabella ?

Seokjin : She's quiet. When I try to talk with her, I feel like she's trying to disassemble me, so she knows everything that composes me. I don't get offended by that, I just wish I knew what she's thinking. She doesn't mean anything bad though, and sometimes reminds me of a younger sister.

Hoseok : She's looking at us and noticing us even when we can't see her. I fear she knows more than she lets us know. She's cute too, and knows a lot of nice places to go.

Jungkook : I think she likes girls. And she's kinda scared of me. But that's okay, she pets my hair and sings to me sometimes. Also, she's always trying to include me in everything, even the things that I can't go to. I like her.

Taehyung : She's fun!! She makes me laugh and didn't tell anyone when she saw me the other day on the streets. She takes very good care of us in subtle ways, always making sure we're all okay. She doesn't judge us and listens carefully, even when she doesn't understand. Sometimes, I speak in a way that no one ( other than Namjoon ) understands, but she does, in her own way.

Yoongi : She's just like me.

Jimin : She's like an older sister! When she notices that I'm too quiet, she gives me candy and talks to me, even when I don't answer fast enough. She waits for me and holds my hand. She's tiny and cute too!

Namjoon : Very intelligent! She knows three languages since she was a child. She gave me books once, and I liked them a lot. She said she sees the potential in me, and is proud of me for fighting against the odds. I think of her as a sister, and sometimes as a fox, but a very small fox.

THE END.

easyboyrecliner

the ɓɼ𝖎̉𝖒́-ɦ𝖆̉𝖙̌𝖙̌𝖊̉ɗ witch ! the slıɔunoɔ princess ! the ๖it¢h of ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ ! the ʄǟʋօʀɨȶɛ NIS of ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴏʟʏ ʀᴏᴍᴀɴ ᴄʜᴜʀᴄʜ ! the mourn𝒾ng 𝓁a̲m̲b ! the ɼᴇᴅ wit¢h ! 𝓁𝒶𝒹𝓎 𝓈𝑒𝓃𝒶𝓉𝑜𝓇 of ᴛʜᴇ ɓɼ𝖎̉𝖒́-ɦ𝖆̉𝖙̌𝖙̌𝖊̉ɗ witches !

𝔩𝔞𝔯𝔲𝔱𝔞𝔫𝔯𝔢𝔭𝔲𝔰 est 2005. ࣪𖤐 tℎe wᵢₜc𝔥𝔢𝔰 𝖔𝐟 ťɦẻ c̶o̶u̶n̶c̶i̶l̶ ;; !

𓋹𓃠𓋹𓃠𓋹 . #VVITCH&FAE﹕… ࣪𖤐 , consume me.

half - mad , half - mistake

۪ ݁ WILHELMINA : MINX ݁ ۪ ୧ , a member of THE COUNCIL , she is but loyal to their cause given her parents, she herself , being proud members of THE COUNCIL — even having their own seats at the SENATE : though , momentarily, the minx sisters have been absent , as they were forced tasked to work at the OVERLOOK HOTEL ( a safe place for supernatural creatures — think hotel transylvania ). she is an ambitious witch , who , for the most part, conjures monsters made out of shadow & casts spells specializing in. . . anything. wilhelmina is powerful, but the author does not want to disclose on any details (sue me). the minx sisters bother a man called TIM for the most part , but he adores his two girls even if he pretends otherwise. she, wilhelmina, is known to most as the witch who dressed in RED SILKS is but a familiar sight to THE WINCHESTER BROTHERS but under a different guise. DEAN WINCHESTER refers to her as M&M (he also lovingly compares her to SALEM SABERHAGEN), something her sister, TELIA MINX , thinks is hilarious. which isn’t, but thank you.

tags ! @respectoughfully , @briiverse , @miainbetween , @deepinthegroves , @dizzydotcom , @sillygirlsalad , @wrensiastic , @tadaffied , @sireneptune , @ethearls , @miiholic , @grrrlsgogames , @lovlyrealities , @crackbaby999 , @yexbarnes , @emotionallyderanged , @fangdol , @unidentified-divinity

sprngfaee

𓇢𓆸 ༘ Narnia DR

Oh, my lady of the night,

goddess of dreams,

queen of desires,

I sit by my window

reciting poems on the margins of your name,

the edges of your lips.

I write to you my fears and secrets,

and in return I await your radiant sincerity.

I long for you to tell me your fears,

so that then, my lady,

I may cradle you in my chest,

and hide you in my dreams.

Oh, my lady of the nights.

Ride on your winged horse

amidst the stars of the night sky,

dragging in your hair

daydreams of you.

Oh, my dear,

hang me from your belt of diamonds

and take me with you into the silence of the night,

so that my voice may be a companion

to your lonely nights.

— Poem by a secret admirer of Queen Aysha, year 1407.

sprngfaee

𓉸ྀི LITTLE WITCH DR ⠀༘ intro

𓈒⠀⠀⠀ ︶︶⠀◟ 𔒌 ◞⠀︶︶ ㅤ⠀⠀⠀𓈒

❝ Dum Spiro Spero ❞

the little witch lives down the street, in a house hidden behind bushes of sweet berries and tangerine trees, with pure white covering the walls and a trail of rocks winding across the ground. When sunlight hits the pond just the right amount and the wind hums a slow melody, the little witch steps out for a walk, swaying the skirt of her dress and singing along with the birds.

with love, L.Y ; 12yrs old , empathic &

necr†mancer , half-dragon half-witch ( she doesn't

know yet ) , ballerina & book writer .

𓏴 ； Lee Yeomin, a.k.a the Little Witch, is a young girl who dreams of doing something big someday. Her twin sister (and younger ღゝ◡╹ )ノ) Lee Jieun is one of her best friends for life, being her greatest confidant and supporter in all her dreams. Currently, Yeomin is trying to control and learn more about her magical affinities while struggling to balance school, being a great ballerina, and writing her own books. Everyone in her small witch village at the end of Inje-gun county loves her, and they seek her help when emotions rise to the surface, creating a huge mess in their lives.

𓏴；In the end, all Yeomin wishes to do is help everyone around her and live a peaceful life, and maybe discover more about one of her rare magical affinities, empathic magic.

Well, good luck, Yeomin .ᐟ

𝟅𝟈 a rose-colored happiness

𓇢𓆸 floreamus una .ᐟ

✹ these are a few of my favorite things ;

fantasy books ᛝ tea parties ᛝ playing with her friends ᛝ dolls & small things ᛝ cute dresses with ribbons & lace ᛝ the colour white ᛝ flowers ( and their meaning ) ᛝ painting & drawing ᛝ dollhouses ᛝ her sisters playing the piano for her ᛝ her mama's cooking ᛝ helping others ᛝ babymetal.

easyboyrecliner

explaining my supernatural dr pin board !

byswrld

2ND THE PITT DR ࣭ ⚢ 𓈒 ֺ

𝄞⨾ beaches - beabadoobee

“Oh shit, it’s Dr. Fairy Hands” Trinity exclaimed, weaving past a few nurses to get closer to the small crowd forming in the corridor.

“Dr. who?” Emma asked, clearly confused. She hadn’t been working there long, but she’d never heard that name before. Dr. Santos must have noticed, because she stopped in her tracks and turned to the RN. “Abby Anderson. She’s a ped surgeon, which means she only comes down here when some really serious shit is going on with a kid.”

Emma stayed where she was, watching the cluster of colleagues gathered around a tall blonde figure as if she were a celebrity. Big blue eyes, a bright easy smile, Emma’s heart did a small loop and she could swear her cheeks went hot. She had never heard of Dr. Fairy Hands before, but suddenly, she was very interested in learning everything she could about the captivating figure.

easyboyrecliner

he’s my man, we’re hand in hand, to hell and back : loren & luenna , aka camp half-blood’s favorite troublemakers & couple ! aesthetic :

the lore : the pair met on a random sunday. all was well, he dared to think. loren busy cleaning the tables of his father’s diner, obviously slightly displeased by the customers. . .uncleanliness. his red hair was bound into a bun, and he tried, he really did, not to look pissed off.

judging by the way his good friend, elijah, was avoiding him, it did not work.

“what?” he hissed, scrubbing the cloth across the table harshly. he twisted himself to face elijah, but the angle made some muscle tense and he grunted. “I am stuck cleaning the dirty mess, and you get to watch me?” loren laughed, almost bitterly.

“you are angry.”

“oh my god, really?” he gasped. his mother would’ve teased him for his sassy attitude. “did you see table 42?”

loren pointed over to the dirty mess that was 42: children ran loose and spilled a lot of their drinks, food and what nots, he did not want to know. elijah’s gaze followed his hand. loren looked at his best friend and watched elijah bite back a smile.

“looks like one hell of a mess to me,” he teased. stepping closer. “elias would’ve. . .”

some say they were attracted to another due to their closeness. they weren’t. they were childhood best friends. loren may be bisexual, but elijah was not.

“complained, but still would’ve cleaned it without an issue. figure that’s only because he has a crush on that waitress, but y’know…,” loren sighed.

jessica was pretty, but also a tad bit arrogant. she flirted a lot, despite her having a boyfriend. mike his name?

“ah yes. the one that is taken. though there is one girl that has laid eyes on elias,” he shared, voice dropping despite no other person being in the diner with them. “but loren. on a serious note. you not having been relationship since…a year? what’s up?”

loren hesitated. face contorting, as he hated talking about relationships. romantic feelings in general. he may be a yearner, a lover boy (a teasing nickname given by elias), but he had trouble issuing his feelings, especially if he liked someone.

“dude.”

“what? you’ve been lonely, i noticed. nothin’ is escaping my eyes,” elijah replied. though it did sound more ominous than he intended to.

loren threw the wet cloth to the side and rubbed his hands along the apron. he shrugged, then tugged at his hairband and letting his hair fall down. currently it reached his shoulders, he was very proud of the growth. then he gave elijah a look, two colored eyes shining, before sitting down on a bench. crossing his arms over another and looking outside the window.

looking outside the window, or anywhere, helped him find his words.

“y’know i am sure i, or elias, or anyone else for that matter, can help set you up. loren you are my best friend, and you deserve the best. women think you are handsome, surprisingly, and you are very nice, who would not want you? i sound gay again, don’t i? damnit,” elijah muttered. he sighed and placed his head in his hands, then let his hands run through his buzzed hair.

though loren was not sure if he had been paying attention. from the distance he could spot a figure coming towards the shop. suddenly his attention was focused on the unknown, and he hated the unknown.

who was walking into the direction of the diner?

a monster? no, the figure was too small.

“and y’know, you’re like an extra brother of mine. you basically are family. despite you being as white as a cracker,” elijah joked. “I just want the best for you. I mean one day, surely, I am gonna be your best mate at your wedding. I might shed a tear, or three. and if you are asexual or aromantic, or gay, you know I am always gonna be there for you, loren.”

and loren squinted his eyes. a person was walking towards the diner. the figure was still distant, but he was sure it was a woman. . .whom had golden hair?

“loren?”

“elijah, I’d give you the fattest kiss onto your lips right now, don’t tempt me. you are amazing, my soulmate if I dare say. you flatter me truly, and if all of those amazing things you describe happen, you will always be my number one. with my future partner, of course. who knows, we might end up living near another and hanging out together. but right now, we have a pressing matter,” loren explained, nodding to the side. though he did quickly give his best friend, his brother from another mother (as cringe as that might sound), a smile.

and when both men turned to face the window again. they jumped in surprise.

they were greeted with the sight of a slightly disheveled woman. golden blonde hair pulled into a messy bun that was thrown over her shoulder. green eyes staring back at them widely. her features were soft, delicate, freckles dusting her slightly tanned skin. a soft nose sloped down into full lips and a soft chin, all held together by an even softer jaw that still held the fat of childhood. she was perhaps as old as they were, judging by appearances.

loren would lie if he did not think she was pretty. she was more than that. but he had no words for it. the loveliest sight to behold, was she one of aphrodite’s daughters? surely. she must be.

(and she stared back. squinting at the sight of the red haired boy. the boy that plagued her dreams ever since she escaped from the cruel man.

he was pretty. sharp and elegant. and a man should not look as good as he did with long hair, but here he sat.

his friend was pretty too. though she sensed something tragic with him, death perhaps? his friend looked kind, she concluded to herself. perhaps she’ll give them a smile, not to appear. . .creepy? weird? she did not look her best, dirty from traveling the south. things chased her, and she did not wish to know what.

but something dangerous was in the air. excuding from him, or perhaps the fact that monsters were near. he had been a child of tisiphone, had he not? was it not her silhouette that hovered over him in her dreams?

or she simply did not know the fury sisters too well.

luenna did not know; neither did she care. finally she knew who the hell had been plaguing her dreams. and she did not know what to do.

stare?

admire him?

no, she was more than giving someone oogly eyes. she was her own character! asteria’s daughter and sister to hecate! a man would not make her falter.

yet she needed help.)

and when she began to wave erratically, the two boys shared a look with another. confused. loren shrugged and elijah rose, giving the girl another cautious glance. she stopped waving and grabbed ahold of her shoulder bag.

she looked dirty, but tried to look nice.

her boots were worn off. the tank top she wore had dust on it. and her shorts only provided little protection against the sun. though her skin showed no sign of burning. loren was relieved. strangely.

he watched silently as elijah walked out to her, starting a conversation.

(“hello, miss. . .how may i help?”

“what state is this?” luenna asked, giving the stranger a smile. she did not look at the red haired boy, no. she feared she’d look like an idiot. “oh where are my manners?! my name is luenna. it is very nice to meet you…?”

and she stretched out her hand waiting for him to accept it.

“elijah,” the boy introduced himself. unsurely accepting her handshake. he had a firm grip, and she shook his hand firmly: mimicking his grip. “you are in mississippi, luenna.”

“ach du heilige scheiße,” she quickly muttered and pulled back her hand.

“pardon?”

“sorry, that happens…occasionally. I…my destination is new york. but that is too hard, no?”

she never saw such a bewildered look before.

“yes, that is far away. uhm,” elijah turned around and looked at his friend, as if asking him for help. “how long have you been traveling. . .by foot, i presume?”

“some months, I lost count,” she giggled, though there was no reason as to why she should. “don’t you worry, I had longer breaks in between because I have made some amazing friendships on my journey!” and luenna gave him a bright smile, nodding softly. it made her excited, happy even, the memories of her friendships.

“you alone? where are your parents?”

oh.

her smile died. slowly. and she felt the color drain from her face. suddenly sadness took ahold of her, squeezing her heart and making her feel strangely empty. her brows flattened and she took in a shaky breath.

“shit. I am sorry. I apologize-“

“it’s okay. can we go inside? I fear we are being watched,” luenna did not wait for a reply and grabbed his hand, pulling elijah with her inside the diner.

and she nearly collided into the red haired boy.)

“careful there, girl,” he said and his voice came out raspier than intended. he grimaced due to her hard glare, he came across as too flirtatious he knew.

they were staring at another.

and fuck.

she must be a child of aphrodite, or aphrodite crafted her to bully him. because she might be the prettiest person he had ever laid eyes upon, loren thought. he could count the freckles that dusted across her entire face. he could even count the specks of brown in her green eyes. he could not tear his eyes away from her eyes. he simply could not tear his eyes away from hers. lovely.

she was delightful.

short of stature, but so was anyone if they stood next to him. he was 6’3, she perhaps 5’6.

“hello to you too,” she smiled and pushed past him. curiously glancing outside. avoiding to look at him entirely. it stung. no please, eros, don’t tell me you shot me with an arrow of love: he pleaded silently, elijah would be up his ass. “i. . .hmmmm.”

she halted. then turned around and squinted at elijah.

then her attitude changed and her expression changed from something thoughtful to something happy.

“my name is luenna! i am already familiar with your friend, but your name is. . ?”

(she had to know. after all, she dreamt of him. silly dreams they might be, but he was of importance to her.)

“loren.”

“ah,” a pause. “well, loren, i take that you are aware of. . .the grandfather of your mother’s. . .boss?”

oh.

how’d she know?

and what a creative way to describe her way around the actual situation. elijah was mortal, he did not know, did not need to know, of the war between titans and olympians.

loren tensed.

“elijah. how about you go cook something up for our guests?” he asked, though his tone left no room for argument. loren gave his friend an apologetic smile. watching elijah walk away, though he gave them a suspicious look.

neither of them spoke until the door shut with a loud click.

“how did you-“

“i am followed by chronos stupid army. by his general. whatever. hi, child of asteria. nice to meet you; i know everything,” luenna said in a fast manner. “well i don’t know everything, yet. i dream, you see? prophecies and stuff, it’s cool until it isn’t. imagine dreaming of your own death…? ahaha. . .didnt happen by the way! stop looking so serious! uhm. yes, i dreamt of you and your mother , that’s how i know. sorry. I talk, a lot. especially when i am nervous. you make me nervous.”

luenna blushed, he noticed because her cheeks were pale enough for her blush to be visible. and he opened his mouth, closed it, as no words would leave him other than: you dream of me? loren did not know if he should be scared or flattered by such news. he stared instead.

because he was also perplexed that she trusted him with such information. a child of asteria, how rare. that meant she trusted him from what she had seen of him in her dreams, and that made him curious. but he would not ask. not yet, but eventually.

“they lost track of me, but i am still followed. their spies are everywhere, y’know? whatever. . . I need to lay low for a while?” she grimaced. “i know i just met you, but can i stay here? please. I know that you’ll let me! so.”

“you dream of me?”

“yes. next question.”

“you may stay,” loren replied too quickly for his liking. he then felt two arms wrap around his neck, almost strangling him. luenna had jumped across the table to hug him. he was sure, 100% sure, he felt her tears soak his shirt. he unsurely reached out to pat her back. he had underestimated the strength of demititans. “you are safe here. chronos and his army are afraid of fury kids, the few of us that are out there.”

they stayed like that for a moment.

then the door creaked open and elijah came out with a fresh pair of pancakes.

“woah. loren is that your game, or hers?” he teased.

luenna pulled away and regarded elijah with curiosity before climbing off of loren to grab the plate.

(neither would admit they missed the brief warmth.)

and they let her eat. just silently observing her.

she was strange, but had her charm. while luenna ate she talked, and talked. charms of being german, she joked. luenna talked of her journey, not talking about her family at all: which perhaps was for the better, as elijah told loren afterwards about her strange reaction to her parents being mentioned. she nearly crushed elijah in the process of giving him a hug, while loren in the background closed up shop. no other person came, which he had been thankful for.

the three drove back in silence. perhaps exhaustion took ahold of luenna. loren kept watching her through the rearview mirror. and elijah kept looking at him.

“well, tuff night. same time tomorrow?”

“yes! more pancakes. they’re the best I’ve ever had.”

loren lead her to his house. the cold air of the night being no bother to either of them. perks of being related to gods, he mused. he observed her from the corner of his eye. she was sleepy. almost drowsing off while standing. he stood close next to her just in case he needed to grab her.

he was whipped. pathetically so. had the thought occurred to him that love at first sight existed, he would’ve buried himself sooner.

“ah, you have cats. how cute they are,” luenna suddenly spoke. hand extending itself to one of the kittens.

“yes. they’re nine weeks old.” he explained. biting back a smile at the sight of her playing with the orange haired kitten.

“does this one have a name?”

“no,” he crouched down next to her. picking the kitten up and handing it to her. perhaps she needed that after whatever she went through. “want to give him a name?”

“yes please.”

luenna stared at him. green eyes twinkling dimly in the light of the lamps. he was tempted to brush away the dirt from her face, but she did so herself.

“maybe, ted? he does look like a teddy bear.” and she lifted him to show off her point.

a smile painted his face. he patted the cat, ted, between his ears and gently pulled luenna up with him. placing a hand on her shoulder and guiding her inside his house.

“ted it is then.”

guys i miss my boy. rest in peace ted :( ill see you again soon.

tags ! @respectoughfully , @briiverse , @miainbetween , @ryanmirae , @deepinthegroves , @dizzydotcom , @sillygirlsalad , @wrensiastic , @tadaffied , @ipodcord , @dorothea-shifts , @ethearls , @shiftingsinder , @miiholic , @grrrlsgogames

ethearls

@ actress dr ݁ᛪ༙ ──── ‎ ‎ ‎

‎ ‎

ⓘ human nature - madonna

ethearls

@ the pitt dr ݁ᛪ༙ ──── ‎ ‎ ‎ tags if my dr was a fanfic TW

No Archive Warnings Apply, Cassie McKay/Millie Whannell, Coworkers to lovers, Pining, Teasing, Romance, Eventual sex, Love at first sight (if you squint), Praise Kink, Rough Kissing, Yearning

wmnology

౿ ׂ ִ BRIDGERTON 𝒟R ⁀ ˳ ⊹⠀

⠀۪ ⠀ 𓂋 THE FATE of ℴphelia / taylor swift

summary ⤸ :: an old edit just so I’m able to post something interesting around here, work is tiring me but I promise something better soon 🤕

grrrlsgogames

if each of the members in my girl group could pick one ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀picture to describe me 𐙚

As usual, please view on a desktop!!!!!!! The formatting I used will not translate to mobile.

easyboyrecliner

i tried to be aesthetic but then I remembered how much I hate notion

ib: @ipodcord , @ohsxxnta

linasdreamnotes

everything you need to know about tidal hearts in my dating show dr

— tysm to my angel @belamourmoon for asking about this dr, used my free time over the evening to draft this up for you and everyone to enjoy >.<

♡ welcome to tidal island ♡

“ where love rises, crashes and pulls you in~ ”

easyboyrecliner

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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