#shift

[jemmasleepy]

how i feel scripting i get her off in 4 minutes…🫩

How it feels scripting in NSFW things in your script

[littlemissshifter]

This is not your 'CR'. You do not have a reality. You are a reality. This is your current state of self.

[gothcowgrrl]

shifters are either the weirdest people you’ll ever meet (derogatory) or the weirdest people you’ll ever meet (complimentary)

[dollyforever]

𝓭olly's angel-sent void challenge

I talked to the angels yesterday and they told me that you feel stuck in your void journey. that you need a little push. Joe Dispenza, researcher of epigenetics, quantum physics & neuroscience, and a very well known author for his books on manifestation, found that the mind only needs 4 days to reprogram. That’s all it takes to create a new belief.

In this 4 day challenge, you will reprogram your mind into believing that you can enter the void state (even shift from there, if you wish so!)

on the 4th day you will enter the void. so before starting, write the date down.

rules: follow the steps of each day. throughout the challenge, do not attempt to enter the void state, because we are trying to show our minds that you CAN enter it!! a "failed" attempt can get in the way of your beliefs changing for the better.

୨୧ day 1.

we will start strong with my favorite way to manifest... yes, robotic affirmation. it's very simple. just choose one of these, the one that feels better for you!

I am in the void state.

I am a master of the void state.

I always enter the void state.

and affirm affirm affirm! you can affirm while cleaning, or doing your skincare, or showering, or brushing your teeth, or taking a walk or drawing or doing absolutely whatever!!!

୨୧ day 2.

today we lock in the belief. in a way of some sorts, you will engrave the affirmation through a little ritual/manifestation method. it's fun and it feels good.

you can...

write a journal entry from you after entering the void, living your dream life. go full detail!!!

listen to subliminals

do a fun little gratefulness meditation

omg wait this one is one of my faves: pretend you're in an interview as yourself in your dream life.

bonus: from day 1, your mind. will probably already be used to repeating the same affirmation over and over. it will be a lot easier to do it on day 2, so I highly recommend affirming this day as well.

୨୧ day 3.

a great way to plant a belief in your mind is to see real examples of others that achieved what you want. because, if others can do it, why can't you?

dedicate some time to read void success stories. there's so so many here on tumblr and they are so motivating.

୨୧ day 4.

this is the day. yes! the day you enter the void. now, it's a very very special day. that's why, from the moment you wake up, EVERYTHING you do, relate it to the void.

drinking water? it's blessed with powers that let you access the void effortlessly

you feel happy about something your friend told you? that feeling of happiness is brining you closer to the void

you're playing a video game? that game is relaxing your mind, which will help you get into the void tonight

the music you're listening to? its frequencies allow you to enter the void in no time.

anything that lifts your mood, do it.

get yourself so excited and so hyped up to enter the void!!!

and when it's finally time to enter it.....

do this method.

me and the angels are wishing you lots of fun and whimsy during this challenge...<3333 now go try it for yourself and tell me how it goes using the following hashtag!!!

[laynasshiftingjourney]

on everybodys soul i'm getting freaky tn with my s/o

i’m going to shift idgaf bye things are gonna get freaky 😛😛😛

[nymphaura777]

It's yours, no matter what!

Hey my munchkins, hope y'all are doing well!

Okay, so I've been inactive for such a long time, Im sorry y'all, I'm just caught up in a lot of work lately and thank y'all for 1.5k!!!!!

Anyways let's get just back to topic, I have seen all the asks, and now lemme again explain you all:

Im so tired of saying it again and again: CIRCUMSTANCES DONT MATTER, YOU HAVE IT OR NOT, IM NOT GOING TO SIT INSIDE YOUR BRAIN AND CHANGE WHAT YOU THINK!

I understand what you are going through or struggling with is pretty draconian, but if you really want to change your life all you need to do is just fix your mindset and you have to do that by yourself I'm not going to do that for you babe.

Instead of asking me or other bloggers again and again "oh I'm going through this and that" sit back, reflect and fix. That's all you need to do, you're not cursed or something like that.

And another thing I've observed is : "oh I never manifested a thing and I badly want this how to do this"

Bruh please, you did, you manifested many things, and successfully. It was just not in your awareness that's it, you just need to realise you've been doing it since forever but unconsciously.

Now you might say "oh then why I can't manifest that", so simple answer: obsession, detach babe!

See y'all in other posts, love y'all!!! 💋💋

[v1lsxe]

phantom limbs ; what do you miss most about your desired reality when you're in your current reality ? which physical sensation feels wrong or missing here ? maybe it's the absence of someone's hand in yours, or the missing sound of a voice calling your name. what part of your reality's body do you reach for that isn't there ?

⭐︎. the 333 𝓔𝙑𝙀𝙉𝙏 ᴅᴀʏ ᴏɴᴇ

the dream of my life

is to lie down by a slow river

and stare at the light in the trees

to learn something by being nothing . . . marauders dr

some things stay threaded through your body long after you’ve left them. not memories exactly. closer to reflex. like flinching at a sound that isn’t there, or stepping lightly for ghosts no one else can see.

i still tilt my head for voices shaped like honey and smoke. still expect candlelight to live in corners. still taste cinnamon and thunder on the back of my tongue like something’s about to happen. the air here is thinner. less enchanted. it doesn't hum. it doesn't know my name.

there are gestures stitched into my muscles that have no meaning here—flicks of the wrist, fingertips brushing fabric for a wand, a pinky stretched under a table searching for pandora’s. my body remembers rituals that this place has never seen.

sometimes i laugh too loudly, as if sirius is still beside me to echo it. sometimes my hands move to catch a book I think remus will toss, already knowing the weight of it. i still walk like there’s a castle beneath my feet; corridors that shift for me, staircases with moods, walls that hold secrets in their stone.

and at night, something in me still listens for the low thrum of monteluz. how the manor breathes like a beast in slumber, all golden hallways and sharp corners, velvet dusk pressing against stained glass. there’s an entire architecture i carry in my chest: the echo of my boots on old wood floors, the scent of candlewax and citrus peels, the sound of laughter bouncing off stone and spellwork.

even my magic aches. it gathers under my skin like rain swelling behind clouds. ready and restless. but here, there’s no place to send it. no spell to finish the sentence. no need to shift into soft fur and bolt through moonlit grass.

i reach for things without realizing. tension, comfort, weight. the curve of someone’s spine against mine. A sleeve tugged in warning. the rhythm of shared breath between spells and silence. there was a symphony once: friends, lovers, history, madness. a whole life unfolding in secret languages and brushed hands and reckless joy.

right now there’s only the outline of it. like a constellation where all the stars have gone out, but you still trace the shape. i don’t know what to do with my hands. or the part of me that still believes the tower roof is waiting. or the space between my ribs that once held someone else's laughter like a lit match.

[love4ng1e]

.ᐟ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ɪᴛ'ꜱ ꜱᴛʀᴀɴɢᴇ ? ֹ ₊ ꒱

Don't you think it's strange ?

Strange how we can say,

“I want to be a drummer,” and then show up every day, practice until our fingers ache, count 1, 2, 3 weeks of dedication, only to turn around and say, “I’m not a drummer. I have to start over.”

Strange how we can say...

“I want to be a dancer,” and pour months into training, feel the burn in our legs, memorize routines, stumble, grow, try again, and still say after 1, 2, 3 months, “I’m not a dancer. I need to restart.”

Strange how we can say...

“I want to shift realities.” You dive into years of trying, scripting, visualizing, “minishifting,” journaling, researching, tweaking methods, tweaking yourself, and then you whisper, “I’m not a shifter. I failed. I need to start again.”

The very moment you tried, the moment you decided, you were.

You were already the drummer. Already the dancer. Already the master shifter.

Not because you had the final results in your hand.

Not because you finally played Whiplash perfectly.

Not because you finally nailed a pirouette.

Not because you finally shifted to your dr.

But because the identity was already yours the moment you chose it.

That first time you "tried" to shift? That was the moment you entered the state of someone who shifts.

And from that moment on, it’s done. You’re not becoming. You became.

When you step onto a train, you don’t become a traveler only when you arrive at your destination.

You are a traveler the moment you sit on the train.

Now you tell me.

Don’t you think it’s strange to cry, get frustrated, spiral into depression, feel like a failure, and still utter the words “I’m not a master shifter”?

After everything you’ve done? After everything you’ve become?

You’ve scripted. You’ve visualized. You’ve studied every method. You’ve obsessed. You’ve felt it in your bones.

Since when does the seed stop being a seed just because the flower didn’t bloom overnight?

Since when does the traveler stop being a traveler just because the train hasn't pulled into the station yet?

I know you’re going to ask.

"Well… when will the flower bloom? When will we arrive at our destination?”

And the answer? When you finally acknowledge that the seed is already planted.

That you already bought your ticket. That you’re already seated on the train.

You don’t watch the soil every day and beg the flower to grow.

You don’t sit on a train and keep asking the conductor if you're allowed to be a passenger.

You're not asking the world to give it to you. You're showing the world what already belongs to you.

So the question was never “when will it happen?”

The real question is: how long are you going to pretend you're not already holding it?

But how do you stop pretending that you're not already holding it?

You stop identifying with the version of you that needs to be convinced.

You don’t stop pretending by forcing belief. You stop pretending by noticing how much you’ve built around not having it.

The rituals. The “trying.” The emotional breakdowns that became milestones of your worthiness. The obsession with the gap, not the arrival.

It’s not about pretending to have it. It’s about realizing you’ve been pretending not to because chasing became your identity.

So what now?

You watch yourself when you reach for doubt out of habit.

You notice when you want to perform effort because effort makes you feel “honest.”

You stop looking at your reflection and checking if you "look like someone who has it."

You stop narrating your shift like it’s something that’s almost happening.

Or maybe you do keep narrating. Maybe you spiral again. Maybe you forget.

That's fine. I'll be the first to tell you, that's fine.

But just remember: the seed is already planted. You are already seated on the train.

Whether you're mad or not, that doesn't uproot the seed. That doesn’t throw you off the train. We all go a little mad sometimes.

Now I want to know. Don't you think it's strange ?

[peachyplumshifts]

These are just my main dr’s i have a fuck ton more lmao

use this post to show off your S/O’s!!

(reblog ur s/o’s guys)

[antionettiesjourney]

A.O.C. ARCHIVE. home of everyhting to a.o.c.! (ubermodel + youtuber dr)

june 4, 2024 ` blog: active 。

... wait, you don't know who THE a.o.c. is? well let's introduce her!

a.o.c. the elusive muse of many designers, is the official crowned second uber model (by Mrs. Giselle herself) and lifestyle youtuber, she had amassed over 80.5 million followers across her Instagram and YouTube.

"But how did she become of?" you may ask well, not much is known about her since she decides to keep her personal life awfully private but here is what's known,

she was born to a middle-class family on September 10th, 1993, to a painter mother and film director father, in Sammamish, Washington. when she was in middle school she moved to Philadelphia and that is promptly when she started to get into modeling and theatre. there she also met her husband David Corenswet (yes, you heard it right folks... the hot evil guy from twisters), after that point not much is known after that until she gets discovered from an out of the ordinary place, Stanfords. offical. Instagram. page., class of 2016 graduating in biochemistry (as shes shared with us and honestly amazing. truly. I couldn't even pass high school chemistry!) after that she boosted in popularity and soon became a face you say at every fashion week, runway, magazine and occasional stores! she got married in early 2023 and has been reaching heights ever since!

(my introduction to my new dr,,, i missed you guys and thank you for 101 followers!!!!! im glad you all like me enough to stick around!!!!!!!!!!)

[specktres]

Not my typical formatted post, but I would just like to say that your DR is waiting for YOU to choose yourself completely. Your DR self, YOU is waiting to be chosen by your CR self. That’s the threshold, the bridge, the “final push” if you will, finally choosing and surrendering into the reality built to hold your soul, your light, your love when this reality doesn’t often reflect it back to you, I see you. Your DR self has already chosen you, and they’re waiting for you to embody that self-sovereignty, hand outstretched waiting for you to take it. I understand this reality is tough for most of us, but know your DR self is already living in the embodiment of that truth, a continuation of your journey, you’re not becoming them, you ARE them, even when you’re still catching up to the multiversal gospel you both share. It’s you. It’s always been you shifting for you.

[jemmasleepy]

𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓶𝓪𝓴𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓸𝔀𝓷 𝓵𝓲𝓶𝓲𝓽𝓼

𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍’𝗌 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍. 𝗒𝗈𝗎.

𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗌, 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖺 𝗋𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗈𝗆 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗈𝗇 𝗈𝗇 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝖿𝗍𝗈𝗄, 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗌, 𝖻𝗎𝗍

𝒀𝑶𝑼.

“𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗂 𝖼𝖺𝗇’𝗍 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝖿𝗍!”

𝗐𝗁𝗒 𝗇𝗈𝗍?

“𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗂𝗍’𝗌 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗀𝗈𝗇𝗇𝖺 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗋𝗎𝖾!”

𝗐𝗁𝗒 𝗇𝗈𝗍?

“𝗑𝗒𝗓 𝗐𝗈𝗇’𝗍 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗄!”

𝒘𝒉𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒏𝒐𝒕?

𝗐𝗁𝗒 𝖽𝗈 𝗐𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝗆𝗂𝗍 𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾𝗅𝗏𝖾𝗌 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝗈𝖿 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾𝗅𝗏𝖾𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗆𝗂𝗍𝗅𝖾𝗌𝗌?

𝗂𝗍 𝗆𝖺𝗒 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗆 𝗎𝗇𝖽𝖾𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖾𝖽, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗐𝗁𝗒 𝖼𝖺𝗇’𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝖾𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖾 𝗂𝗍?

𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒂𝒏.

𝖻𝖾𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗇 𝖸𝖮𝖴𝖱 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗌.

𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇, 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗌’, 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖺 𝗋𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗈𝗆 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗈𝗇 𝗈𝗇 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝖿𝗍𝗈𝗄𝗌’, 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗌’, 𝖻𝗎𝗍

𝒀𝑶𝑼𝑹𝑺.

𝗌𝗈 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗍𝗌.

𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗆𝗒 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗌𝗍 𝖽𝗋𝖺𝗆𝖺𝗍𝗂𝖼 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝗂 𝗁𝗈𝗉𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗍…

#𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗃𝖾𝗆𝗆𝖺

[gothcowgrrl]

never thought i’d become that “crazy” aunt who believes in spirituality and dresses like a hippie but i fear it’s very close to coming true

i’m doing yoga on the mornings and meditating and checking my horoscope on a daily basis. but i’m free 🧘‍♀️

[gayguitar]

my phone just held itself at 2% for an hour. assume and persist ladies and gents assume and persist

[xstrawberryshiftsx]

𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘭 𝘥𝘳

with @shinrigaku!!!!

The vibe? Think Gravity Falls, Vampire Diaries and Super natural!

𝖡𝖾𝗋𝗋𝗒 ⋆｡‧˚ʚ🍓ɞ˚‧｡⋆

Berry had always been different, she had the strange talent of being able to see what others couldn't, feel what others felt, and on top of that mess she also had the peculiar knack of foreseeing the future and strangely enough she could talk to the doves, foxes, rabbits and swans...why? no idea it just happened-Berries theory is that Aphrodite chose her...but that might just be her loving faith.

Anyway fastforwad! now its 2002! the year to be don't you think? at least it was according to Berry, that was until her family moved her across the world from Australia to live with her lonely Aunt Isabelle.

Now all alone in a new country in a new town Berry has never felt more alone...until she met a rather strange girl...named Joanie?

𝘑𝘖𝘈𝘕𝘐𝘌 𓆝 ⋆｡𖦹°‧🫧

Joanie is a...peculiar girl you could say, she enjoyed the weirder selection of habitats, like taxidermy...?

Yes Joanie was a different sort of person, she was bold and blunt, always spoke whatever she thought and wouldn't hesitate to put you in your place. She was slightly off-putting you could say, these...traits of hers made her rather...unpopular

But Joanie was much more then just the surface level loner teenager...no she much more! You see just like Berry Joanie had gifts as well, the power of mind reading, talking to any animal...except strangely enough the animals that Berry can communicate too...perhaps their interlinked? and of course she had the gift of sight, alongside Berry

𝖶𝗂𝗅𝗅𝗈𝗐𝖻𝗋𝗈𝗈𝗄𝖾✧.*🐈‍⬛·˚ ༘

A tiny town near Cornwall, nestled between cobbed beaches and woodland.

A small place with only about 9,000 people, most find Willowbrooke to be completely unassuming...most people are wrong.

Strange things happen in this town, people go missing and sightings of things only myth could explain is rather common

Hauntings and cryptids terrorize the civilians of Willowbrooke, and worst of all? most don't even realize it. So of course Berry and Joan team up, how could they not? with their talents they make it a goal to clear the town of madness!

...

Until of course Berry makes it rather difficult when she finds herself in a love triangle with two of the very things she's trying to get rid off

𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝖵𝖺𝗆𝗉𝗂𝗋𝖾𝗌

Castor and Carlos (also known as Carlo), two teenage vampires from the early 1800s. The night of their turning was a night of murder. It had been a late Tuesday night in Castors manor when the monster attacked. The vampire killed everyone that night...everyone But Castor and his little sister Lilith.

Now see here Castor and Carlo had a friendship that exceeded the normal barriers of a relationship, so of course when Carlo stumbled home drunk only to find the destruction, he offered himself up as a tribute and soon enough he too became a vampire.

Ahh yes with the powers of mind control and glamour no one is truly safe from the creatures of the night

𝖢𝖺𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗋 𝖳𝗁𝗈𝗋𝗇𝖾 ִ ࣪𖤐◞ ꙳ ๋࣭ ⭑ `

"I assure you Miss Dove, I haven't been human for a long time"

Castor Thorne, the cooler yet slightly even more angsty Edward Cullen. I man of few words, y'know the silent but deadly type. He keeps himself locked up inside his home with only his little sister Lilith while his best friend does the exploring for the both of them

An important note would be that Castor tries his best to be a somewhat more morally correct monster vampire, of course every now and a then he has slip ups...sometimes even he can't resist...and for that very reason he doesn't attend highschool with Carlo

That all changed though when one night two strange mortal girls stumbled upon him feeding on a wild animal in the woods, his world got turned upside down and he struggled against the busy-body women as they watched his every-move. He knew they suspected him and Carlo for being the reason behind the disappearances. He didn't bother making it known that he knew they where watching, or that he was innocent, because truly he was starting to enjoy the attention...especially from the rather chirpy blonde one.

𝖢𝖺𝗋𝗅𝗈𝗌 𝖤𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗀𝗋𝖾𝖾𝗇 ‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾.

"Trust me Dovie, it won't hurt a bit! In fact most find it rather pleasurable...so won't you let me take a bite?

Carlo, the true danger in the duo. He's reckless and bold, he doesn't see the issue with taking human blood-"There's no point fighting our own nature Cass...and its not like I'm killing them?! just taking what I need" though he has taken his share of lives, he's better now...maybe...we think.

He's rather social and a real charmer if your not careful, he attends high-school for the sole reason of meeting people and drinking their blood, he's a cocky bastard that doesn't respect personal space but there's something about him that can just draw you in, his looks? or maybe his vampirism? who knows?

recently he's taken interest in these two girls that seem to have a knack of getting themselves into trouble. One of them-Berry? (Carlo isn't quite sure) has a way of catching his attention, and she's rather fun to mess with...plus she smells like she would taste better then anything he knew

unfortunately she's strictly of limits-Castors order. This just makes her all the more appealing

thank you for reading! and thanks to @deepinthegroves for helping me make the vampires!