#iris asks

[eth3realeve]

how do you know law of assumption is real? have you ever experienced anything supernatural?

There were times where logically the thing I desired was an impossibility but I made them possible using loa.

Loa is a law that humans use by nature. We've all had times where something was very unlikely to happen but we strongly believed it would and unsurprisingly it did. Loa makes 'humans' powerful. It awakens them and reminds them that their true nature is far from human and pathetic, it's Godly.

I'll leave this whole loa talk for another post and dedicate this one to your question fully.

When I observed my current reality and deeply reflected, I found out that I'm currently living every single assumption I've ever made in my life. Every word I spoke about myself and my reality manifested itself.

From the fact that I got in my desired school with barely any qualifications, to the fact that I was a weird and unlikeable person. They were all assumptions I made about myself and believed.

My mother swore she wouldn't allow me a phone until 18, but 9th grade me had other plans. She deeply believed she was going to get a phone by the end of that year because she didn't want to be the only one left out in her class. My dad whom I was barely in contact with got me a phone that Summer.

9th grade me also believed she was a social outcast, an undesirable person who's unable to make friends, even though she really never had a year where she didn't at least have one friend. My current self actually has no friends now.

9th grade me truly believed she was going to ace that year and had absolutely no doubt. Even though growing up I was never one to struggle with academics. But what I've achieved that year was incomparable. 1st rank amongst 120 students in first semester and 3rd rank in the second due to some medical complications that stopped me from attending half the semester.

That trip to the hospital itself was something that I had assumed back then because I was desperate for some attention from my mother. And well, I got it.

If I were to state every single thing that was unlikely yet happened simply because I believe and never doubted that it would. I'd never stop. Because that's my whole life for you, and yours too.

So in conclusion: I believe loa is real because my current reality is the manifestation of every assumption I've ever had about it and about myself.

[iristhedarkwitch]

[*steals your witch hat and runs*]

[*teleports behind you*]

If you wanted to take off my clothes all you had to do was ask. 😘

[lookismfanfics]

welcome back ♡ can I ask whether you are taking requests atm?

Thank you!! I am still taking requests- but I have some old ones I’m working on atm so it might take a little while! I tend to pick and choose which requests I actually write to keep myself motivated 😅

[irisflowerarts]

How could I bring more interaction?

[lewis-the-quack]

quack -Iris

quack quack

[art--harridan]

[Image description: A digital drawing of Iris Campbell from the film Final Destination Bloodlines. It depicts her on the night of the Skyview premonition, wearing her blue dress with white accessories. One of her hands in being pulled to the left out of frame, her body being tugged along with it. Her other arm hangs limply. Below the engagement ring, her ring finger is coloured a bright red, which drips off of it into a curved line. This line travels to the right and splits off into eight different lines of varying sizes, each one with an arrow tip. One of these arrows travels behind her head, and spirals as it travels. These tips all point towards a penny falling downwards. Iris is turning her head and gaze towards it. Her eyebrows bunch up and her mouth falls open slightly as sweat drips down her face. The background is a bold, warm yellow, which contrasts greatly against the blue of her dress and the red of the arrows.]

waiting for the penny to drop

[iris-of-the-eye]

hi!!!! i just found your blog by coincidence because i recognised you from pinterest :) anyway i hope you have a good day!! your pinterest comments are always so funny :D

Thank you, pinterest person! I am highkey more active there lol. I love commenting there, tma and mechs pinterest is so nice

[yyyeowza]

Inspired by The Flash: Rebirth

I think Wally has no idea how much of a role model he is for this guy I think

[pokemonblack3white3]

Figuring out where I want to slot everybody in the modern pla au

[numbersq-blog]

Ken Doll

Inspired by this post

It was a normal day at the headquarters, no major villain or alien attack, magical related problems and no annoying civilians.

Till there was a mixed up in the fridge, both Flash and Marvel have similar lunch boxes.

Flash: *minding his own business quietly eating his lunch, too tired to realize that his lunch is not the same one he brought*

Cap: *walking by* “Hi, Flash” * does a double take* “…………. whatcha you eating?

Barry takes notice how Marvel’s voice goes hoarse at the end of his sentence.

Flash: “my lunch”

Cap: “you sure?… causethatlunchdoesn’tlooklikeyourlunch”

Flash: “hmm?” *looks down to he is eating green with purple yolk eggs, bright orange piece of meat (maybe), and others weird colored food?

Flash: “this is your food”

Sounds more like a statement than a question

Cap: “kinda but yes”

Flash: “not safe for humans”

Cap: “yeah”

Flash: “am I going to die or go crazy?”

Cap: “ neither”

Zeus: “he may go crazy”

Cap: “crazy maybe”

Hercules: “can’t blame him”

..

..

..

Flash: “Marvel, what’s going to happen to me”

Cap: “ hopefully nothing”

Cap takes his “lunch”

Cap: “call me when you notices the changes”

Flash: “what are the changes”

Cap: “ you’ll know when they happen”

The next day

~ring~ring~ring~ring~ring~ring~

Cap: “hel-

Flash: “WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU!!!”

Cap: “I’m guessing the changes happened”

Flash: “WHY WOULD YOU BRING THAT LUNCHBOX TO THE WATCHTOWER AND PUT IT IN THE FRIDGE!!!”

Cap: “I needed a control environment for it”

Flash: “………….aaaAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH”

Cap: “meet me at the watchtower”

————————————————————-————

Watchtower, men’s changing room

Flash: “I’m going to kill him”

Green lantern (Hal): “kill who?”

Flash: “ack!”

GL: “why have you been sitting with a towel wrapped around your waist for the past 20 minutes?”

Flash: “I made the mistake of eating Marvel’s “lunch”” *answering both questions”

GL: “oh yeah, whatever is in his lunchbox is not really food, but then again he doesn’t really need to eat”

Flash: “Argh, it’s not my fault, are lunchboxes are similar and I was too tired to realize what I was eating”

GL: *chuckles* “So what did his lunch do to you? You got explosive diarrhea or are you seeing hallucinations?”

Flash: “sighhh, it’s easier to show than explain”

Untying his towel

GL: “woah dude I don’t swi-WOAH WTF”

Flash: “yeah I know”

GL: “what happened to your thing”

Flash: “I don’t know, I accidentally ate Cap’s food, he told me to be on the lookout for the changes” * gestures downwards to his thing. “ in the next morning I woke up with a purple and yellow p-

BOOM

Marvels: “IM HERE IM HERE, HAS YOUR EYES TURNED PINK”

GL: “..?”

Flash: “….no”

Marvel: “good, it’s just the one that poison your body slowly”

Flash: “HOW IS THAT GOOD?!”

Marvel: “it’s a more easily fix”

Flash: “oh for the love of GOD… THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT, WHY DID YOU EVEN HAVE THAT LUNCH BOX IN THE FRIDGE WHEN IT DOSEN’T EVEN CONTAIN A MEAL-“

Marvel: “well it wasn’t really for human eating”

Flash: “BAT WAS TOLD YOU MULTIPLE TIMES TO NOT PUT YOUR WIRED SHIT IN THE COMMUNAL FRIDGE-“

Marvel: “I didn’t think anyone would eat purple eggs”

Flash: YOU HAVE MADE COMMENTS ABOUT LUNCHBOXES LOOKING SIMILAR”

GL: “Dude, calm down before you burst a vein”

Flash: “IM NOT GOING TO CALM DOWN, YOU TRYING WAKING UP IN-

Marvel: “flash”

Flash: “THE MORNING GOING TO PEE AND HAVING PURPLE AND YELLOW”

Marvel: “ALAKAZAM!”

*plop*plop*plop*

GL: “…….”

Flash: “…….”

Marvel: “ummm, it will grow in 8 hours, try not pee, you can use your butt, but that will cause some problems late- that I can fix but it will be awkward- try not to do anything strenuous for the next 24 hours once it grows back”

GL: “……”

Flash: “…….”

Both staring at the fallen objects

Marvel: “bye!”

..

..

..

GL: *covers his area* “oh my god”

Flash walks very weirdly to his locker and pulls out his phone

Flash: “Iris, baby, about date night”

[askirissans]

I referenced @itsxroxannex ‘s style because I don’t know how to draw skulls :’)

So uhm…Iris….yeah :)

[eth3realeve]

Hiiiii, do you have any tips on dealing with 3d while affirming when they contradict? In my case it's about work things but let me explain with a simple example:

In my head I decided my eyes are blue, they've always been blue, I don't know why I thought otherwise etc etc.

But then I have to list my eye color on some paperwork or someone asks me what color my eyes are. I can't say blue when they aren't right? They'd think I'm delulu if I spoke very confidently and assumed they are blue with all my might

How do you deal with contradictions like that? It causes me shame and guilt, maybe by saying that I'm manifesting the opposite etc.

Thank you very much in advance if you decide to answer <3

Hi, angel!

That's a really good question. The moment you decide your eyes are blue a whole new reality is created in the 4d where the you with blue eyes exists. I believe that when you're going for a huge change and manifestation especially if it's physical and immediate, you can't change this 3d, you shift into another where the you with blue eyes has always existed so I'd suggest focusing on that while constantly affirming.

For the case of being asked, I'd suggest you keep the belief that you're just a guest in the body that has brown eyes and respond accordingly while keeping a belief that you exist in an alternate reality that you're going to shift to.

Another thing you can try is to affirm and script that either people don't ask you such questions or that the people themselves notice that you have blue eyes or that your eyes are getting blueish.

Overall I think it's best to think of the process as a shifting matter. Because one thing that all the people who have manifested extreme physical changes overnight have in common, is that the people around them don't seem to notice, meaning that they have shifted to an alternate reality where they've always had it.

[iristhedarkwitch]

Why thank you. Your lips look lonely. Let me introduce them to mine.😘

[lookismfanfics]

Anything for Lineman! He’s one of my favs! <3

Jake ✅

Gun ✅

Eugene ✅

Part 2 Of Bubbles Baths is out! Here!

[irisflowerarts]

If I ever opened up commissions, would any of you be interested?

[antlersaint]

a little birdie told me you recently watched companion, and i was thinking about that ending scene… you know the one…

what if you had your own Iris, and she became fully realized like in the movie, and she went through the whole realizing you’re not a good person thing, and all of a sudden, you two are alone, and she has a gun… but she doesn’t want to hurt you

no, she tells you that multiple times, how she doesn’t want to have to use it, she just doesnt want you to get any ideas. so, with a gun to your chest, or your forehead, or your temple, she urges you down, down, down to your knees.

of course, the gun never moves, her grip never falters, but she can tell you don’t mind, do you?

got a tad more 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂 than i expected but… i digress :3

- 🍲

basically the ask! warning for gunplay.

this isn't how it's supposed to be. how it was meant to go. you and iris belong together, an ideal couple. sure, yeah she's programmed for you, but does that really matter? she's free, now. can think for herself, do whatever she wants. and right now?

she's holding a gun to your head, hand too steady for the current position you're in. her expression gives her away though, a mix of grief and anger. maybe something else that you can't identify before it's gone just a quickly as it had come. "i don't want to hurt you," iris whispers, voice strained. the muzzle of the gun digs into your skin, drawing forth a wince from you when she takes a step forward. she can't let you leave, but she can't kill you, either. won't, refuses to. how could she? she loves you. despite everything, she does.

"kneel."

the word startles you, at first. not making sense until she's putting more pressure and repeats it. kneel. get on your knees for her, so you can't run, so you're left powerless. just as powerless as she'd been this whole time, turned off at the click of a button. turned off at the uttering of a simple sentence. but now you're the helpless one. lowering down to the ground, life in her hands. it's a feeling foreign to her, but an enjoyable one nonetheless.

the muzzle slides down along the side of your face until it comes to rest on your lips, cold metal against cracked skin. your breath hitches at the sensation, jaw going slack unintentionally—but it's an opportunity taken. the clack of it against your teeth is like a shock to your system, but you open wider, driven to obedience when knocking at death's door. iris swallows hard and pushes it deeper into your mouth, exhaling shakily at the muffled gag heard, stopping only for the purpose of pulling back and then moving forward again. it's a crude mimicry of actions she'd performed for you at an earlier time. a bittersweet revenge, because if she's being honest with herself, the satisfaction is rooted in places other than rebellion.

are robots capable of having kinks? is that something you have control over, or are they given at random to appear more lifelike? jesus, does it even really matter?

"everything will be fine. we can go back to the way things were before." the handle of the gun connects with your jaw and your throat tightens around it, tongue tortured by the taste of gunpowder. iris keeps your head tilted back to maintain eye contact, free hand brushing through your hair with her fingers. "just... you have to keep quiet, okay? we can't have the cops coming to take me away from you."

she'd never leave you. couldn't imagine a life without you, even despite this new found freedom. and as much as you want to deny it, you did love her. do love her. she knows it.

the gun withdrawals from your mouth completely, connected to your lips by a string of saliva until it snaps. your breath is coming out in small bursts of air, chest heaving. iris moves it again, pressing it against your chin so your head remains tilted up enough to keep eye contact when she steps closer. the stretch is painful, but she doesn't care; and frankly, neither do you.

"get up. we need a shower before we go, and then it's 17 miles with a self driving car, baby."