#different realities

[yourmoonie]

Can I live in the same reality at the same time in the same reality at the same time as two different bodies as two different people as two different genders or even more different people as genders at the same time, can I have documents, identities, lives, is it possible, and what methods do you recommend for this?

YES, YOU CAN

You are literally doing it in your imagination/ can do it in your imagination now.

Go into your imagination and become aware of the desired version(s) of yourself.

You are going to start embodying the version of yourself that is living different realities and you will also be perceived differently by others.

You can live 4453 lives at the same time

(You can also look into reality shifting)

As for the methods: you can do any method(s) that feel the most comfortable for you, since they are just tools for you.

Good luck

[weltato]

Rating: General Audiences Warnings: None Category: Gen

Relationships: T'Pol & Curzon Dax

Characters: T'Pol, Curzon Dax, Jadzia Dax

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, different realities, Friendship, Male-Female Friendship, Fluff, Trill Symbiont (Star Trek), Trill Species (Star Trek), Post-Episode: s05e10 The New Next Generation, Post-Canon, Mind Meld, Short One Shot

Chapters: 1/1

Words: 770

Series: Part 6 of 'The 12 Fics of The Holidays (2024)'

Summary:

All that katra has to go somewhere, so T'Pol does a little research for Curzon's final mission.

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Guess who loves ST: ENT?? Guess who fucking screamed when Jolene Blalock showed up AS T'POL!??? Yeah, might've been me :))

I have a special place in my heart for ENT, despite the travesty that was the final episode, because it was the first Trek I ever saw. I will always sing the opening theme and I'm not sorry.

[zphyr-shfts]

(I didn’t include some drs bc I don’t have them planned out so idk what happens in those realities)

[fae-scaep]

09/13/24

i'm actually terrified coz my dream feel so real especially since i've been seeing the shifting video like okg sometimes i shift to my dream reality like tf

i don't know how it works but ok - it was weird coz the surroundings were solid altho at the same time it did feel like i didn't have any control

i also was in an inception where someone had reset my timeline so i was in a stasis for a good while before waking up again and having people talk to me in a foreign language that i didn't understand - there was a lot of that happening but my anchor was actually being a patron fr aidan gallagher

it was the most solid thing i had coz at the moment i was panicking very hard - and i didn't have the thought of my family nearby to help ground me (there's a lot to unpack there evidently)

[faesanity]

09/13/24

i'm actually terrified coz my dream feel so real especially since i've been seeing the shifting video like okg sometimes i shift to my dream reality like tf

i don't know how it works but ok - it was weird coz the surroundings were solid altho at the same time it did feel like i didn't have any control

i also was in an inception where someone had reset my timeline so i was in a stasis for a good while before waking up again and having people talk to me in a foreign language that i didn't understand - there was a lot of that happening but my anchor was actually being a patron fr aidan gallagher

it was the most solid thing i had coz at the moment i was panicking very hard - and i didn't have the thought of my family nearby to help ground me (there's a lot to unpack there evidently)

[qurio]

Seeing Reason

A hollow husk, a broken view, and a aching heart. Something always told him a part of his soul was missing, but it was impossible to tell what that was. What that meant. Something otherwise full felt empty.

After years of torment, Zoraal Ja was tired.

Perhaps not of the physical means, but mentally he was exhausted.

Showing this weakness to the world was not allowed, however. Never-- to no one. Instead he droned on his day to day life, commanding his people, barking orders over empty promises he, a bad taste in his mouth all the while.

Something. Felt. Wrong.

Something felt missing and it ached deep in his very core day to day. The dreaded "but" crawled like millipedes and spiders down his spine, but he didn't know why. But he couldn't fathom what was missing. He was KING. He had a peoples to command, he changed the lives of so many, just as he'd wanted all those decades ago.

But still, it all felt so vacant. SO meaningless.

Somewhere in the back of his mind, locked away in a place he swore he'd thrown away the key-- he remembered his Father... His siblings. Believing them all long dead, what was the point? He'd proven himself to himself, no one mattered beyond that, right?

Father would never know of his accomplishments, Koana and Lamati'y neither. Yesterday's world, Tuliyollal? Ash and embers in his mind. What was left out there besides that other-wordly impossibly confusing ache and lost dreams.

Here... Hell even here he felt like he didn't belong. And it was there, in that recess of his dark mind; that wondered if he could break away from this hell. Go back. Back to when the ache wasn't there, back to when things were less frantic and less scary, and less fucking exhausting.

There was only one way to find out.

--

The ships' descent over Tuliyollal was without issue.

The screaming in the city streets, fumbling of people tripping over one another, looks of terror up at the skies and the overwhelming sense of dread filled him with a sense of both tenseness and irritation.

He climbed the many stairs of the palace-- just like he had as a child all those many years ago-- and dipped his head at the Landsguard.

His Landsguard, at least.. They were. A long time ago.

He shoved open the doors, leaving his ships patrolling the ominous foggy clouds, and stepped into the palace with a jitter he couldn't quote control.

Who would be within? Anyone?

The door ahead stood cracked open, and with a great heave he pulled it back, stepped foot within, and was met with a handful of people he long thought dead staring him dead in the face.

A dry swallow filtered through him, milky white eyes trailed between each of them, both hands on sheathed swords at his sides; his regulator hummed with an intensity that only he, in his trembling mindset, could hear.

"Brother?" Wuk Lamat nearly leaped up from the squat she'd been sitting in across the room, she shouted this, it made him internally flinch. Besides that there was little to no movement from him. "Where have you been? We've been looking for you for weeks."

Another dry swallow, he stepped a few feet ahead, and glanced up. With blurry vision he scanned the room, Lamati'y, Koana, a few others and father..? It was impossible... Absolutely.

"I.." He felt words form but then crawl back down his throat, scared? Angry? A bit of every emotion whipped him from all sides.

All of there eyes were on him, another dry swallow. This wasn't working.

"I don't understand." He finally said, "It's been... decades since I last breathed this air-- spoke to you, all of you. I..?"

"Decades?" Koana scratched his head. "We saw you two weeks ago, I'm really.. not sure what to say about this-- Are you the meaning behind the terror in the skies?"

"Aye." That word came without hesitation, even the dryness of his throat didn't impede that word from slipping through his teeth. "How are you alive?"

"I'm not sure we understand." Father spoke up, and his eyes narrowed in on the old man. "Two weeks isn't enough time for even I to bite the dust I'm afraid."

There was a soft, dark humor to his words, he knew it wasn't time for jokes but.. someone had to lighten the air. Break the static.

"The ships are here for one reason..." Zoraal Ja said with a tinge of worry, something no one but close friends or family would be able to read from him. "But I'm afraid I'm here for another."

The woman standing beside of Lamati'y... this Warrior from another land, squinted at him but said nothing.

He slowly shook his head. "I don't know what to do." Finally, words with meaning and purpose echoed through his lips, "As a King, as a brother, as a son-- I am lost."

A pause that took the room by surprise stopped all from responding.

And eventually he clenched a trembling fist and shook his head.

"I... need help."

[myloveeflows]

those sweet secret moments that make all this that much more miraculous ♥️

[burning-beneath]

Perceptions…

What defines our perceptions, shaping the way we see and feel about someone or something in those fleeting first moments? Why do some first impressions strike us as good or bad, even before we have the full picture? What drives that split-second decision—an unspoken energy, a gut feeling, or something deeper? First impressions are curious things, often formed in an instant but capable of leaving…

[spacewolf555]

Different dimensions

[awesomecooperlove]

“THERE WILL E DIFFERENT REALITY FOR DIFFERENT PEOPLE IN DIFFERENT DIMENSIONS… “

👻👻👻

[umbrace-rambles]

ALSO this second episode confirms my theory that each character has their own art style!! Which is SO COOL. Moon/Xiao Yueqing's style is the new cartoony style at the beginning of ep.2 when we learn who she really is and Nice's (especifically Lin Ling's Nice's) is the more comic book style... which makes me wonder which style OG Nice had. Even the villains (as we saw with Lin Ling's boss) have their own art style!

I need to do a post collecting all of them at the end of the show... but to visualize:

Lin Ling's:

Xiao Yueqing:

Lin Ling's boss:

Which does make me wonder.... what if the "default" 3D style is X's?

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Maybe we never had a chance.

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[teratomatica]

you always land on all fours

[vulpixelates]

i know it will never happen but i so desperately desire an origins-type playable backstory thing in all games but especially veilguard. i feel like it added so much depth to origins and made you feel instantly connected to your character in a way that gets lost in games like inquisition where you fill in the blanks as you go except for the bare basics. like, i do enjoy the freedom to willy nilly decide where a character was before the events of the story from a creative perspective, but the playable origins were just so good! especially when you go back to where your warden is from and can engage differently with the arcs there

[ningwluv]

me when another shifter has the same dr s/o as me: ☺️

me when a non-shifter likes my dr s/o:

[reinbouxsworld]

Jamil and Kalim on their respective dreams 😭🏜

silver, a vanrouge: