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[lauveshifting]

Dreaming is shifting

Disclaimer: It’s totally alright if we disagree! I’m absolutely not an authority. I’d love to hear feedback if you have any.

I’ve seen multiple people get caught up in asking themselves if they shifted, had a vivid dream, or if they astral projected. I understand why we distinguish between these things, but to me, they’re all just experiences.

At times, I feel like we end up limiting ourselves by specifying that we’re shifting to other realities. I don’t think there’s anything wrong with the belief in other realities. The issue is, we can be so rigid, exclusionary, and inconsistent with what we define as a reality.

If there’s infinite realities, there’s infinite realities. If we shift every moment, we shift every moment. There’s realities that don’t make sense, ones that follow dream logic. Do you magically stop shifting at every moment once you enter the astral realm or while you’re asleep? No.

I believe we’re all consciousness experiencing things, and nothing is technically more “real” than anything else. When we shift, we’re just changing what we’re aware of. We do this a lot (every moment, if you hadn’t heard!) but it’s very obvious that we do this when we dream, yet we tend to brush this off for some strange reason.

Do you ever remember we’re on a floating rock in the middle of space? The moon exists, the stars. You get so used to these facts, but sometimes, it hits you. I think we need to remember this about dreaming too after becoming so used to it. We’re literally moving our awareness somewhere entirely different when we dream.

You can shift to a reality that feels and acts exactly like a dream. What would be the difference besides what you call it? You already know this, but I sincerely hope you feel it true now: Congrats, shifter! You’ve already done the thing.

I think a big issue a lot of us have is, we just don’t give ourselves enough credit. We don’t trust ourselves enough.

You might say, “Well, Phoenix, my dreams don’t feel vividly real, though! Doesn’t that make them less real?”

You’ve just shifted to realities that don’t feel vivid, friend. That’s a feature of them. There’s infinite realities. Some are in all black and white, time moves weirdly, or smell doesn’t exist as a sense whatsoever. Does that make them less real? No. So what makes these ones less real?

“Okay, but, Phoenix, I still haven’t shifted to the reality I want to go to. What if I can’t?”

You can.

We’ve talked about how dreams are other realities, but since we’re shifting at every moment, things can kind of blend together, and they aren’t as separate as they seem. You can technically do anything in a dream, which further leads me to believe that we don’t need to be in the void or whatnot to manifest things instantly—I think we just want that to be the case, so it is.

I think what we’re currently experiencing seemingly losing all predictability and stability would terrify most of us too much, and this is a big reason why we tend to manifest things slowly. Things take time, they come naturally, you question whether or not they were all just coincidences.

We’re experiencing being human, and it’s understandable when we struggle, that we put limitations on ourselves because we want to feel safe.

We can do anything in dreams, yet it’s understandable when we have nightmares, when we don’t realize that we are dreaming, or when we forget our own power.

You can decide you’re ready, or that it doesn’t matter how ready you are, but you can also assume that you’re on your way, that you’re more ready than you believe, and everything is now leading you to it.

You don’t have to, but it truly is okay to take your time! Time doesn’t exist anyway, so even if it seems like it’s taken you a while, that is not proof that you’re incapable or that it won’t happen.

It will.

2nd Disclaimer: I’m probably never making another post like this again, but it was fun!

Thanks so much for reading!<3

[lauveshifting]

Lauve's Valentine's Day

I wrote this like 2 years ago I think, but sharing it here as well. This is based on one of my desired realities even if I don't think this is how it will happen in my desired reality.

True love; it’s something rare, that not everyone gets to experience. It can be a bit scary, maybe terrifying for some. In a few cases, it can even be painful. However, if there is one thing that always defines it, it’s the lack of limits. Whether it’s time, space; true love is beyond that. This is what makes it so special and beautiful, the reason why everyone hopes to reach it someday. The story of Steven Grant Rogers and Laura Catherine Barnes is about this kind of love.

Their story begins in the forties, before Steve was known as Captain America. He was just that small kid from Brooklyn; brave and persistent, but not physically strong enough to win a fight. No women were interested in him yet. None, except one; Laura Barnes, but he wasn’t aware of that.

Even now he still doubts she feels the same way, when it’s obvious to everyone else around them. He might be stronger and taller than back then, but when it comes to her every inch of his confidence disappears. So many times, he has tried to find the right words to confess his feelings, speaking in front of his mirror, only to end up sighing heavily as he plopped down on his chair, defeated. He believes nothing he says is good enough, but this time he has to come up with something. He finally agreed to tell her how he feels after many attempts from their friends to convince him, but he still questions if it’s a good idea. If the love isn’t mutual, it could ruin their friendship. That thought terrifies him. Laura has been the only constant thing in his life: she has been by his side since the forties, they had to adapt to a whole new world together, no bond is stronger than the one they have.

A light smile grows on his face as he remembers the first time he realised he would always be able to count on her: the day he was injected with the serum. She was petrified, more than him, however she had put a brave face on to reassure him. Steve saw right through it. How could he not? She wasn’t good at pretending not to be scared, her whole body was trembling and you could see fear in her eyes. And even if she would have managed to dissimulate it, the way she hugged him tightly before the experiment started couldn’t lie. Nor how she ran back into his arms as soon as he got out, her hold even stronger. She hadn’t paid attention to how different he looked, she only realised it once in his embrace.

“Did it make you taller?” She had asked, lifting her head up to face him.

A slight chuckle had escaped Steve’s mouth. “Yeah, I think it did.”

His ocean blue eyes were full of love and affection as he held her gaze, but he wasn’t aware of that himself. He only realised much later, when they were on the verge of death. She had put her hand on his, knowing there was no other solution while he was desperately trying to find a way to save her.

“Steve, it’s okay.” Her voice was calm as she spoke, and as he finally dared to look at her, he realised how serene she seemed. She had accepted her fate.

 He had looked back down, not being able to face her any longer. “I’m sorry. I failed to protect you.”

“You didn’t. We’re together, it’s all that matters.” She had replied, squeezing his hand softly.

She was right about that. He can’t imagine a reality where he would have woken up without her by his side.

Remembering all these memories inspired him. The words begin to flow on the paper as he writes his speech, opening his heart to her, only stopping when a knock on the door interrupts him.

“Sorry to disturb you. I’m just bringing this.” Tony says, placing the USB key on the desk. “Thought you might want to check it out before showing it to her.”

Steve nods thanking his friend as he escapes the room. Steve finishes his sentence before taking his laptop and the USB key. He plays the video, beaming as he watches the compilation of him and Laura dancing together. Most of these were taken at the end of Tony’s parties when everyone else was either gone to bed or talking in small groups, but Steve and Laura enjoyed these moments where they could dance to older and slower songs, like they used to do back in the forties.

A few rooms across from where he is, in Wanda’s bedroom, Laura just came back from her shopping session with Wanda and Natasha. She bought a dress for what she believes to be another party thrown by Tony. She is far from suspecting that tonight, one of the best nights of her life awaits her, a moment she will cherish forever.

“Steve is definitely going to be head over heels for you tonight.” Natasha comments while Wanda is doing Laura’s hair.

“Nat, how many times do I have to tell you? He doesn’t feel the same way. Have you seen him? He’s way out of…”

Wanda is quick to cut her. “Stop! I won’t let you finish your sentence. You’re perfect the way you are. And believe me you’re the only one who can’t see it, Steve is madly in love with you.”

“Couldn’t have said it any better.” The other redhead agrees. “Seriously, you’re stunning and Steve isn’t blind, he sees it too.”

Laura remains silent, not believing a word they say but too tired to argue with her two best friends. They both know it wasn’t enough to make her feel more confident in her own skin, but improving one’s self-esteem is a long process, they’re aware of that.

“You’re all ready!” Wanda exclaims as she finishes curling Laura’s hair.

“And you look flawless.” Natasha states as she starts brushing Wanda’s hair. After a few minutes, she adds “Laura, I think I forgot my lipstick in your bedroom, could you get it for me?”

Laura complies, making her way to her room without any question. She doesn’t find it but another thing catches her attention. On her bed, there is a note. She grabs it, her hand slightly shaking as she opens it. She directly recognises Steve’s handwriting on it, and the cute sketches on it only confirms it.

“Ready for a little treasure hunting game? Follow the music, it will lead you to the first hint.” She reads.

Without wasting any minute, she gets out of her room and the music begins to play. F.R.I.D.A.Y must be helping Steve for that. She follows the sound, it’s not very loud at first but the closer she gets, the louder it becomes. The music brings back memories to her. She hasn’t heard it in a long time, but it was the first song Steve and her ever danced to. She could never forget it. She was so happy when Bucky agreed to let her go out with them. The only condition was that Steve would be the only man she would dance with. He had no idea that she wanted nothing more than that. Steve was the only person she craved to share a dance with.

The music leads her inside the home cinema room, where the A.I. starts a movie. Her eyes are locked on the screen as she watches the same video Steve saw earlier with the biggest grin on her face. One thing she loves about Steve is how he turns simple moments to unforgettable memories she will forever treasure.

As the screen turns black, a message appears on the screen. “Hope you liked the video. The next clue is waiting for you where you’ll find the most precious piece of art at the compound.”

Easy, she tells herself, making her way to the art gallery. There she is surprised to discover all the expensive paintings have been replaced by sketches Steve’s made. As she looks closer, she realises they’re all drawings of her. She never thought she was the inspiration behind his art. For the first time, she wonders if Natasha and Wanda could be right. Is it possible that he feels the same way? Her heart starts beating faster as she quickens her pace, too eager to find Steve to admire all the details in his sketches. She stops in front of a paper with no drawing, and only two words. “Turn around.”

She obeys, and looks confused when all she finds behind her is a mirror placed on the wall. It has a note attached to it. She takes it and reads it. “Yes, it’s you beautiful. For me, no art could ever compare to you.”

A tear runs down on her cheek. She is touched by Steve’s words and everything he has planned for her so far.

“We’ve spent a good part of our lives sleeping, but it doesn’t mean it’s always easy for us to fall asleep. Where we find each other on those kinds of nights is where your hunt ends.”

Almost sprinting, she makes her way to the roof. They have spent so many nights there, cuddling under a blanket as they stargazed when they both struggled to sleep. Sometimes in complete silence, sometimes sharing random conversations. Her heart is pounding when she reaches the door, opening it.

Steve stops pacing as he notices she is here, turning to face her, his mouth agape.

“Wow.” Is the only thing he manages to say as he admires her.

Her face is completely flushed as she replies with a shy “Hi.”

For a few seconds, an awkward silence fills the air as they gaze at each other. Steve is the first to move, taking a step closer to her and she does the same. He clears his voice, trying to build up the courage to tell her what his heart has been longing to say for a while now.

“Laura, through highs and lows there is only one thing that was always constant in my life. It’s you, it’s always been you and it will always be you. You once told me, we’re together and it’s all that matters. It’s true. Being with you is what truly matters. I love you.”

“I love you too Steve.” She responds, stepping closer to him.

Hesitantly he places his hand on her cheek as he brings his lips to hers, kissing her softly for the first time. He then leads her to the small table he has set in, with the help of their friends, where Laura’s favourite meal is waiting for them.

It might have taken some time for them to realise their love was reciprocal, but now so many more memories await them. This is only the beginning of Steven Grant Rogers and Laura Catherine Barnes fairytale. 

[lauveshifting]

Intro

About me : Hello, I'm Laura, I'm 25 and half of Lauve. I've been shifting for my man Steve Rogers since December 17th 2020. I use she/her pronouns.

My hobbies are writing, crocheting, video games, and taking care of my pets.

DNI : zionist, homophobic, racist, adult who shift for minors or think it's okay to do so, incest shifters.

Also minors and people who shift for Steve Rogers but I put you on a separate line because you're not problematic, I'm just not comfortable interacting with you.

My Desired Realities

Royalty/ Goddess dr

Where I'm Thor and Loki's sister, the goddess of nature (I have elemental powers) and I'm part of the Avengers.

Soulmate dr

Where I'm Bucky's sister, and I've been in love with Steve for as long as I can remember but neither of us have confessed despite the feelings being mutuals. We were stuck in the ice together and there I acquired healing powers that helped me survive in the ice. I'm also part of the Avengers there.

Christmas dr

Where I escape Asgard to live my own Christmas fairytale like in those Christmas Hallmark movies and meet Steve who is on holidays. I'm still Thor and Loki's sister and have my elemental powers.

Fame dr

Where me and the other Avengers make movies about our stories and other movies after bringing peace to the world. I'm a writer, screenwriter, movie and tv show director and actress. Also Steve and I refuse to play someone's else love interest. Bucky is my brother in that dr too.

Animal shelter dr

Where I go to Earth (I'm Thor and Loki's sister again) to adopt a dog at a shelter and Steve wants to adopt the same dog, so we either decide to compete to adopt it or co-parent it but we grow close during that time and we decide to build an animal shelther together.

Art retreat dr

Where I have known Steve since childhood since he is Bucky's best friend and we aren't superheroes, we are just regular people who are into creative activities and who decided to live a non capitalist life on a private island (thanks to Tony).