#dr >> cr

[kandi-the-divine]

Brb I'm about to script a reality where these two fine ass sum bitches fight over me

[reveriedraffs]

Me: i can not wait to shift to my Hogwarts Dr and meet my s/o...

Also me: as soon as I shift to Hogwarts...

(knowing full well that my curious nosy ass will try to explore every corner of Hogwarts to satisfy my thirst for it's mysterious castle)

[xiofaire]

somewhere out there a permashifter needs to hear this.

[hrrtshape]

things that my boyfriend does in my better cr that truly warms my heart ( aka emma yaps about coryo . . again )

i just have to say that like every time i am with him it might as well be raining rose petals because GRAH . i love this man so bad fuck

he steals the hair tie off my wrist mid-conversation just to snap it lightly against my arm. menace behaviour. then kisses the spot he snapped like it's reparations. it's not. but okay.

he uses my perfume when he misses me. pretends it was "accidental" because he was "in a rush" but i literally caught him spritzing it on his pillow. okay scented softboy.

him scribbling my name in the margins of his physics homework.

when i'm sitting on the counter he stands between my knees like it's just. where he belongs. like we're in a 2007 coming-of-age movie starring people with tumblr edits. which we are.

he bought a stupid little charm for my pandora bracelet when he went on a trip without me. i asked why that one. he said "it looked lonely." shut. UP.

he hates when i'm crying, like. goes feral. paces. brings me tea and tissues and then blames the weather. he’ll be like "it's always cloudy when you're sad" like okay shakespeare.

he always knows when i'm cold before i say anything. he'll just silently drape his jacket over my shoulders like it's a cape.

he keeps the receipts from our dates in a box. they're relics. we're going to bury them under a tree one day and kiss above the grave.

he'll grab my wrist when we’re crossing the street. dramatically. we're in a victorian and there’s a carriage hurtling toward me. we're literally on a suburban sidewalk.

he kisses my knuckles. ALL. OF. THEM. slow. one by one.

he makes me playlists with stupid names like "songs for when you're being dramatic (but i love u anyway)" or "music to study the divine tragedy of your smile to" and then says "it's not that deep." shut up it IS.

his mom super duper likes me because i helped carry the groceries once and he hasn't stopped bringing it up like i saved a child from a burning building.

he'll just. rest his head in my lap. no words. he's safe there!!!!!!!!!! that's home.

every time he kisses my temple i lose two years off my life expectancy. every. single. time.

he eats around the onions in my burger. without even saying anything. and then gives me the side-eye like how did you not check for onions.

he always opens my drinks for me. bottle caps, soda cans, vitamin waters. he lives to hear the hiss-pop and hand it to me like some sort of carbonated chalice. boycoded service.

he lets me pop his zits. i don't even want to unpack this one. i think it means we're married.

he pulled a leaf out of my hair and kept it in his wallet. it's still there. crunched and dry and maybe disgusting. romantic rot. ROMANTIC ROT.

every time we're walking past those claw machine games he makes me stop. wins me a plushie.

he saves the voice notes i send him.

he fixed the chain on my necklace with his teeth. we were running late. i was spiralling. and he just said "come here" and bit the clasp back together. yea. yea.

he let me win at chess once and i knew.

if i fall asleep anywhere near him, car, sofa, bench, airport floor, he'll tuck something under my head. his hoodie. his bag. his own arm. i'm never on tile. i'm on love.

i dunno if i ever said that....but yes....he has...indeed....put his jacket over a puddle.

he wrote "ema was here" in the dust on the back of his car. left it there for days. weeks. i checked. he washed everything else. not that. (p.s., i have an obsession with him writing ema instead of emma. just something about that.)

he carries my water bottle like it's his cross to bear but also refills it without me asking. i’m not a girl. i'm a beloved houseplant.

he figured out my coffee order before i told him and now i feel unsafe (in a romantic way).

my phone dies and he lets me use his. like "here. text your mom." and i'm like ??? i'm texting my pinterest mutual actually but thank you!!!

he keeps gum in his glovebox just for me. like i asked once. in january. and now it's always there.

when he walks behind me he'll tuck my tag in.

sings along to my favourite songs under his breath while driving even though he acts like he's too cool for them. you know. he knows every word.

when i wear lip gloss he won't kiss me right away. just stares. and says something stupid like "you're too pretty. it's a trap."

sometimes he picks me up and spins me like we're in a musical. usually in the kitchen. mind you, i'm just trying to get juice.

he learned how to tie a silk ribbon in my hair. doesn't talk about it. just does it when i can't get it right.

once i got mascara in my eye and he said "blink at me. i'll get it out" as if i was a disney princess.

he has my shampoo. doesn't use it. but. it's there. help.

he never lets me carry a takeaway bag. even if it's like. one (1) croissant. "you're not meant to suffer," he'll say, already loading five things into his arms.

he lifts me onto countertops. regularly.

he puts my earrings in his wallet if i take them off.

every time we hold hands he presses his thumb into the back of mine.

if i fall asleep in his bed he'll put socks (his!!!!!) on my feet and act like it's just something that happens.

when i talk about something i love, he looks at me instead of the thing. full eye contact. the whole time. THAT one image from pinterest. you know the one.

when i'm talking and he wants to kiss me, he just. does. mid-sentence.

once when i was crying he wiped my tears and went "you're gonna get dehydrated." (hrrtshape dot com is malfunctioning currently i need a moment)

knows how i take my tea. knows what brand. knows i like the ugly mug.

he put the 'emergency chocolate' in his bag. for me. not himself.

told me he dreams about me. casually. just said it.

when i send a selfie he'll say "come home."

he walks slower when we're holding hands so our steps match. who does that. freak behaviour. soulmate behaviour.

sometimes i catch him just watching me, smiling, and when i ask why he says "nothing." MHMHMMHMHMHMMmmmmmmm.

[fawnontheweb]

“ Who’s the main character in your DR? “

[love4ng1e]

࿐໋ Things I wish I knew before starting my shifting journey.

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❦︎ 1. You aren't going anywhere.

Shifting isn't about traveling to another dimension. You aren't leaving your body. It's about moving your conscious awareness to another reality that already exists.

✶ 2. Every possible version of you and your life is happening simultaneously.

Think of it like changing the channel on a TV. The other channels (realities) are always there. You're just choosing to "tune in" to a different one.

❦︎ 3. You do not need to feel anything.

A lot of people think that in order to shift, they need to feel something. That is not the case. Shifting is a mental process, not a physical process.

✶ 4. Methods are only tools.

You do not need the perfect technique in order to shift realities. The power lies within yourself. Methods do not have powers of their own. You give it the power.

It's like a hammer and a nail. The hammer is a tool, but without you holding it, the hammer can not do anything on its own.

❦︎ 5. Everything is 100% real.

There's no "real" reality or "fake" reality. Your desired realities are just as real as this one. Your friends are real. Your family is real. Your significant other is real. You experience your desired reality with just as much authenticity as your current reality.

✶ 6. You are not bound to any realities you create.

The reality you wanted to shift to years ago might not be one you are interested in shifting to anymore. That's okay. There's no permanent attachment to any reality. It's important to remember that you are always evolving. What feels aligned today might not be the same tomorrow.

❦︎ 7. You do not need to script every little detail.

Let me ask you something. Do you know every single thing about this reality? No, you don't. So why feel the need to know everything about your desired reality? Your subconscious will fill the gaps for you. It already knows. Have a little trust in it.

✶ 8. Shifting doesn't require a perfect time.

There's no need to wait around for the "right moment." Your ability to shift is always available to you regardless of your circumstances.

──

Remember that your desired reality is within you, and shifting happens naturally. Kisses, Angie. - 𝜗𝜚

[kimasoft]

how it feels having an extremely detailed shifting script in your mind but having NO motivation to actually put it the fawk down onto notion

[littlemissshifter]

gonna start calling my drs my crs because I'm literally living them right now??? they're not desired they're mine 💌

[chaaistained]

☕︎ my better cr; intro •°

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🗝️ you’ve now unlocked the recipe to my better cr ≈

name : ℳ

age (when i shift) : 17/18 — i’m planning to either shift to dec 2021 or aug 2022 , wtv my subconscious chooses

occupation : university student — double degree in law and arts, majoring in media law and craft of writing & literature, respectively

+ part time tutor for english and maths, at the same private tutoring company i went to in high school

+ (eventually) part time stock acquisition and youth advertiser at a telecommunications company near my campus which is technically a nepo hire bcs my aunt works there

+ (eventually) paid internship at the australian taxation office for the study of torts and contracts and even tho i got in genuinely bcs of my marks and my interview it also feels a little nepo bcs another aunt (a family friend) also works here.. anyway

side hobbies/hustles : blogger (tumblrina in every reality if i can help it) , tiktok + youtube cover channel with two of my high school friends , fic author (ao3 curse does NOT exist here come at me) , occasional columnist for my uni’s student newsletter

my s/o : childhood family friend — lost contact and reunited ten years later — not revealing his name apart from the first letter bcs . he’s real .. anyway it’s 𝒜

౨ৎ meet ℳ

a sun kissed cinnamon bun personified — she is the smile that blossoms between warm cheeks during the burn of a sunrise ≈

in this dr i don’t change my name, and for that reason i’ll stick to the first letter (just like my pinned post) which is ℳ.

i’m nothing more than a normal girl, waking up each day already tired but willing myself to either go to uni or work, staying up late to catch up on the hours i spend doing other things, i have a closet full of clothes and yet i have nothing to wear, i have three of the same shades of lip gloss but they’re all from different brands so ofcs they’re not the same, i just bought a new journal but i’m yet to finish the one i got four years ago, i have ink stains on the tips of my fingers and chai stains on the pages edge of the novel i’m currently reading.

i just take every day like a new pot of tea leaves, waiting to be steeped to perfection.

𓈒⠀𓂃⠀⠀˖⠀𓇬⠀˖⠀⠀𓂃⠀𓈒

౨ৎ the metamorphosis

with frayed edges and tear stained cheeks, she undid the binds of a life once lived, a life once loved, finding the holes to be too much to bear in the everlasting winter of the cold reality that was thrust upon her, opting to take the needle and thread between her own fingers and stitch up the seams, to reinforce the realm of her existence into one that can hold her hand rather than hold her down

quite often i approach the concept of reinvention with a quivering hand, unable to part ways from the comfort — or perhaps the codependency — of that familiarity.

but eventually i took a step back and realised, there is no shame in finding freedom in what already feels right . after all, our souls are not dependant on this realm or this body, our consciousness is an ever expanding universe on its own, and our power to wield it is something that we have grown to understand and control in a way that allows us to live the lives we truly desire.. that’s all that this dr represents for me.

a life that i truly desire.

i’m not that different here, i have the same name, the same birthday, the same family. but it would be a lie to say everything stays the same.

i do admit to changing my appearance a bit, i’m nothing if not a perfectionist and whilst i do think my features have potential, i actually reach said potential in this reality. my upbringing has been revitalised to be something that enriched me rather than keeping me sheltered. my parental unit is less overbearing and more understanding, my brother is less of a jerk and more of a friend, my family relationships are less immature and more genuine.

i revise my failures in education, i revise my anxieties around success and the fear of that success being unreachable, i revise my health, my athleticism, my willpower and the general energy i have throughout the day to achieve everything that i wish to accomplish, everything that i could not bring myself to take a step towards in my previous reality.

my passions aren’t shamed here, they are encouraged. not just with the wary caution of a simple hobby but rather as an actual proper lifestyle, a feasible choice to make for a career, a skill that is supported as something from which i can make a name for myself.

and in this growth, in this metamorphosis, i find stability and comfort in not just my family but also my friends — people that i lost contact with, people that i drifted away from, people that i couldn’t bring myself to keep close because of the shame in my own progression or lack thereof — i’m not an aspect of shame, i never was, i know what i deserve and what i’m capable of and in this reality, i am all those things.

that’s why this is home, even after i break out of the cocoon and open my eyes in a world that’s familiar, it will also be different, because i’ll be different — no longer experiencing the slow sluggish state of what once was, for i now have a marvellous symmetry of splendour that holds me high, the equilibrium of my reality, where the scales finally tipped in my favour, levelling out to be amiably sound, with every flap of a butterfly’s wing.

𓈒⠀𓂃⠀⠀˖⠀𓇬⠀˖⠀⠀𓂃⠀𓈒

౨ৎ sugar heart cookies

it’s an inexplicable pull, an intangible tug on the heartstrings, a firm grip, a gentle ache, a deep longing. you can’t help but feel that there is something more out there for you, that there is someone more. someone that feels less like a piece and more like a whole person. someone who won’t complete you, but will help you complete yourself. two halves of a heart leaves you vulnerable when you’re apart, but when it’s two hearts beating alongside each other, the only thing left is to hold onto you

he sat beside me in his mother’s car. we were six (me) and eight (him). he sat in the drivers seat while his mother went inside the house to pick up a few things before taking the three of us (his little sister sat in the back) to a gathering of family friends.

his mother had bought us britannia little hearts. i can still remember the minuscule sugar crystals stuck to the tips of my small fingers while i dove inside the aluminium cover every few seconds to reach for the next tiny biscuit.

he asked me where i was that day — i’d stayed home from school because i felt unwell — when i told him, his first reaction was to nag me : “you know, if you’re sick, you shouldn’t be eating these. this is pure sugar.”

“yeah but i don’t want to listen to you!” — i was .. never really good at listening to people, especially not cute boys who were a little older than me.

he always seemed a bit uptight, but i guess i forgot how much he cared. because i can’t remember what happened two years later, during my last day in my old school. i remember crying, and i remember being comforted by people. but i guess i forgot that one of those people was him. i guess i forgot that he told me “it’ll be alright. i’m sure we’ll see each other again someday.”

it took us ten years but we got there.

this time, he was upstairs, in the house that was hosting a dinner among friends. i was distracted by my brother’s antics, one foot inside the threshold past the door and one foot on the pavement outside. with a flick of my head, my gaze turned up, up past the stairs in front of the door, up to the railing on the second level, a lookout point for the entrance.

he was leaning against the railing, blue button up shirt tucked into his black jeans, scrolling aimlessly on his phone, taking a quick glance to his side before doing a double take.

the silence felt like the calm before a pattering evening of rainfall, where you can feel the change in your future from the way the air seems electrified, from the way the clouds seems to churn around each other, like they’re brewing together, ready to erupt and explode into thunder, like the way you can hear your heartbeat in your ears.

he seemed familiar, he seemed important, he seemed to be everything i could ever ask for and i didn’t know why the sirens were singing in my skull but i knew in my gut he was meant to be important to me. i knew he was meant to be somebody.

it took me a second to look away, but that entire night, and every night that followed, and every day that came along with it, i can’t ever forget the sugar crystal glimmers of light in his eyes. and for every moment to come, i’ll hold the little heart biscuits of our love in the palm of my hands, because i’m not someone who listens to people very well, i don’t care if i’m not allowed, i want them . i want him.

don’t swallow the tea leaves ! for they leave you a message 🍂

this dr is very near and dear to my heart and i can’t even begin to put everything i wanna say about it into one post so .. there will be more abt this dr

it’s literally home. it’s my life.

i’m so grateful for it xx

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[kandi-the-divine]

I haven't shifted yet. But you know what? For this man!? I'M LOCKING THE FUCK IN!!! I'VE BEEN TOO OBSESSED WITH HIM FOR TOO FUCKING LONG!!! IF THERE'S ANY CHARACTER THAT GIVES ME MOTIVATION TO SHIFT, IT'S THIS FINE ASS MOTHER FUCKER!!!

[reveriedraffs]

📜˚｡⋆𐂂 the plot-twist in my marauders dr 🐾⭒˚☽

(a.k.a. how i became hogwarts' most legendary anonymous gossip source)

you know how every era has its little mystery voice that somehow knows everything? in my modern marauders dr, that voice… is me.

but no one knows that. not yet.

🪄 THE TWIST

i secretly run three anonymous newsletters, each with a completely different vibe, voice, and name. people think they’re written by different students—maybe even different years or houses. some say it's a group of writers. others think it's enchanted ink or cursed parchment that writes itself. but nope.

it’s just me. quill in hand. cloak pulled tight. watching everything.

📂 the trifecta: my newsletters

1. Witch, Please

by Lady Noctura 💅 chaotic, glamorous, scandalous. if you kissed someone you shouldn’t have, if your robes are a crime against fashion, or if you tripped walking out of the library and your books spilled and your crush helped you… she knows. she wrote about it. she’s savage. she’s iconic.

2. The Rumour Registry

by The Watcher 🕵️‍♂️ sleek, calculated, a little scary. this one covers the quiet power plays, whispered meetings in the Astronomy Tower, who’s getting cozy with the faculty, and which prefects are playing politics. if there’s leverage to be had—The Watcher already used it. like if gossip girl had a clipboard, or if you fused regina george with a secret service agent.

3. Howl & Hush

by The Archiver 🌘 eerie, poetic, ancient-feeling. they don’t gossip. they warn. they write in metaphors, leave entries in cursed corners of the castle, and sign off in runes that only reveal themselves at midnight. some say their stories are fiction. but then things start coming true. and people realize… they’re not just stories.

🎭 no one knows it's me.

not my friends. not my professors. not even the marauders. (not yet.)

i’ve enchanted the parchment. masked my magical signature. built an entire network of enchanted owl drops, cursed mirrors, and secret tunnels.

they won’t know until after voldemort is gone. until the war is over. until i choose to reveal myself. and when i do— every enchanted paper, every glowing parchment, every screen— they’ll all show one final message:

“it was me. it was always me.”

moony, padfoot, prongs, wormtail

love ౨ৎ

[cosmicshifter]

i saw this on reddit and for some reason it motivated me to shift 😭😭 idk why lol

[kerryshifts]

THE DISCOGRAPHY,

baby-doll, you need some rock n' roll. !!!!!!

for everyone who likes to scream in the void. no judgment is allowed. no fear will take control. music has always been a way to connect with the deepest part of you; and this is why they are always praised for. ladies and gentlemen… THE INKSTAINS.

with their raw, energetic and distorted sound THE INKSTAINS are meeting contemporary tastes and bringing back rock’n’roll at the top of international charts. they are a mania. founded in 2018 initially as a way for the group to disobey to their parents wishes, the four of them say to have found a part of themselves they have never seen before with their music. kerry colt (lead singer & face of the group), james potter (bass), remus lupin (guitar) and sirius black (drums), all in their teenagehood, are rebooting rock ‘n’ roll for a new generation of listener.

🎸 ✶ release date: september 20, 2019. DETENTION DIARIES.

alternative rock / desert rock / grunge. length: 54:20.

[ GEFFEN RECORDS ] & dan nigro, jack endino, butch vig.

TRACKLIST . .

i. pure games.

ii. true love knows no misery.

iii. frenzy.

iv. the time has come again 4 cocktails.

v. sweetheart inside destruction.

vi. my killer.

vii. someone new!!!!!

viii. hold me down with your games.

ix. social scars.

x. mess of a soul.

xi. stuck in my head….

xii. no sleep for dreamers.

xiii. lost signal.

xiv. over and out.

the debut album DETENTION DIARIES has received a lot of positive criticism. both the critics and the public admired the sound and the details put in each of the songs, such as special effects (ex: fireworks in social scars) in some of them, and how the sound and the lyrics matches each other while, when needed, can cause a sensation of discomfort and comfort. the album can both be raw and eccentric, capturing the essence of each member of the band. everyone can clearly hear how much all the people who worked on this project cared about the result. DETENTION DIARIES became one of the best selling albums of 2019, positioning at the first place on the globally billboards, along with nine of the songs placing on the top 30 songs globally. it became a global success, causing THE INKSTAINS to be 13th on the list of all artists.

THE AWARDS,

v mas 2019.

VIDEO OF THE YEAR: my killer.

BEST NEW ARTIST: THE INKSTAINS.

BEST ROCK: THE INKSTAINS / DETENTION DIARIES.

THE INKSTAINS performed my killer at the VMAS, causing not only a pop culture moment, but also controversy. the performance was raw to demonstrate the meaning of the song (the singer directly talks to anxiety, who is represented as a person, a femme fatale version of her, and who talks back to her). the two have two very different type of voices; with thehe anxiety having a very high-pitched voice). because of the sound & the lyrics & the outfit the band was wearing, they got ‘demonic’ accusations. the only response by the band was ‘you know you made it when they think you are demonic’.

grammy awards 2020.

BEST NEW ARTIST: THE INKSTAINS.

BEST ROCK SONG: my killer.

NOMINATED (best rock album).

DETENTION DIARIES TOUR.

from 5st january 2020 to 31th august 2020.

🎸 ✶ release date: march 4th, 2021. RUST&RUIN.

alternative rock / desert rock / grunge. length: 54:20.

[ GEFFEN RECORDS ] & dan nigro, jack endino, butch vig.

TRACKLIST,

i. the time has come again 4 introductions.

ii. serious teenager.

iii. unlikely magnets.

iv. mooore drugs.

v. it’s thought to make explosions.

vi. me n u and hellfire.

vii. in yesterday.

viii. out of anthems.

ix. please, no.

x. closer memory.

their sophomore album RUST&RUIN became a global success, easily beating their debut. the marketing for the album anticipation was, according to the critics, so in-style with the band that it almost felt surreal to assist in real time. all of the vinyls went out stock in less than ten minutes, and RUST&RUIN became the best selling album of 2021, making THE INKSTAINS the 6th artist most streamed on spotify. this is a more mature album, and everything seems to be even better than the debut one: from the melody, the voice, lyrics and production. the bandsurpassed all the expectations that everyone had. it wasn’t so different from DETENTION DIARIES, but it wasn’t neither the same. people loved it because it came with feelings, not only a good music.

THE AWARDS,

v mas.

SONG OF THE YEAR: me n u and hellfire.

BEST ROCK: RUST&RUIN.

( NOMINATED ) album of the year. best music video.

grammys.

BEST ROCK SONG: in yesterday.

SONG OF THE YEAR: me n u and hellfire.

BEST ROCK ALBUM: RUST&RUIN.

( NOMINATED ) album of the year. best music video.

RUST&RUIN TOUR.

from september 20, 2021 to august 5, 2022.

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[meilarchives]

ʚɞ this is a shifting exercise by @zaddizu !! had so much fun doing this :(

ʚɞ WHAT IS YOUR NAME? my name is meilani lianne loveshore. my family comes from chinese and hawaiian ethnic backgrounds, and in chinese, "mei" can mean beauty, and "lani" can mean heavenly or sky in hawaiian. my mother blessed me with the middle name lianne like her little sister.

ʚɞ WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE FOOD? my favorite food will forever and always be the cherry pie that my grandma makes for me and my twin brother on our birthday every year. seriously. every. year.

ʚɞ FAVORITE COLOR, GO! my favorite color is literally any shade of pink.. i did in fact go through a phase where i told everyone i hate pink but i was wearing frilly socks until i was 15... who was i trying to fool.

ʚɞ NAME THE MOST IMPORTANT THING TO YOU. physically i think the most important thing in my life is the people i'm surrounding myself with.. that is so broad, but for the past few years i've really worked on making sure that the people i hang out with are good people who i know make me feel good as well. spiritually God and church are the most important things in my life.

ʚɞ FAVORITE MEMORY? i have had so many amazing experiences that it's hard to narrow it down to one thing, but after a lot of thinking i've come to the conclusion that the day i introduced my boyfriend, hugh, to my siblings and we were playing at the lake for hours.. it's just so beautiful and fresh in my mind.

ʚɞ WHATS YOUR HOGWARTS HOUSE? i wasn't ever really big on harry potter - that was my twin brother's thing and when we were young we tried to differenciate ourselves as much as possible - but any time i did get curious and take a test, i always got hufflepuff!

ʚɞ IN A CROWDED ROOM, WHO WOULD YOU LOOK FOR FIRST? my twin brother immediately. i drag him around literally everywhere, and he truley is the first person i tell when anything happens.

ʚɞ WHAT TOPIC WOULD YOU DEFEND WITH YOUR LIFE? the whole no hate like christian love saying makes me so hot headed. i understand that not everyone has amazing experiences with christianity, but the whole basis of my religion is to love everyone no matter what. yes, some christians are misguided by judgement, but saying it like it's a generalization is so insulting and upsetting to me.

ʚɞ WHAT CHARACTER DO YOU RELATE TO? linus van pelt.. the way you clutch onto your childhood blanket like it's your lifeline is the most me coded thing ever.

ʚɞ WHAT PERSON IN YOUR DR WOULD YOU NOT BE SURPRISED IF THEY CAME OUT AS A SHIFTER? one of my best friend's paige... even in this reality we literally spend hours talking about mcu thoeires and giving eachother fic recs... tell me thats not a shifter i dare you.

ʚɞ AMBIVERT, INTROVERT, OR, EXTRAVERT? don't even try to convince me to talk to someone who isn't my family, boyfriend, or friends because it will not happen. i get so shynervousawkward when i'm talking to people who i don't already really know i am such an introvert.

ʚɞ BEST SCHOOL SUBJECT? psychology come over here and kiss me so hard on the mouth. i LOVE psychology. and PE. PE you can join in the fun..

ʚɞ WHERE CAN SOMEONE FIND YOU IF YOU ARE SAD? the second i feel the slightest bit upset, i'm texting my best friend aurora and asking her if i can sleep over. there's just something about her house that is so comforting.

ʚɞ HAVE YOU HAD A NEAR DEATH EXPERIENCE? no but once aurora slapped my ass so bad i fell over on to rocks and now i have a permanent scar (this was this current reality.. but i scripted it into my better cr for the friendship lore) heh...

ʚɞ WHO WAS YOUR FIRST LOVE? DO YOU REGRET IT? i would argue that my first love was milo thatch from atlantis: the lost empire... but really it was hughie. we just fit together so perfectly i start blushing whenever he's around as if we haven't been together for almost three years.

IB: @laylasverse and her post !!

[batsyi]

I love making myself miserable in my drs, god

[xiofaire]

Things I cannot wait for in my better cr dr:

- no discrimination

- no poverty

- no rivalry between countries

- porn doesn’t exist (I feel like people don’t realize it’s a huge problem)

- nudity isn’t a thing in movies and tv shows (it’s a huge pet peeve of mine, it ruins a cinema piece for me)

- being a prodigy in playing the harp, piano & guitar

- my family has a lot of money so we can travel a lot

- I can eat anything without feeling guilty or gaining weight when I don’t want to

- being able to have the clothes on my pinterest

- being able to buy my wishlist without worrying about money

- having a friend group again

- having a good social life including a better Highschool experience

- pretty privilege

- my dream bedroom

- having confidence

- my cousins being able to visit us from their home country

- having a black Birkin bag (idk why but I want one badly)

- social media and media in general isn’t harmful

- being close with my half sister

- having another house on the coast of California

- having light green eyes

- going to my fav artists concerts (not having to worry about the prices of the tickets)

- and so much more I cannot wait.