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sugardolle · 7 months

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my new routine to life. 💋

how i get everything i want + succeed. 🎀

first off i don’t use subliminals neither do i participate in affirmation challenges. i use to but i grew to feel that it’s unnecessary. on my account you won’t see neither of those.

i know about affirmations, i know about non dualism, i know about states. however something about all of this did not sit right with me idc, my brain didn’t like it. all of this information and you’re bound to be confused especially with the arguments about what and what, literally for weeks. people take “do what works for you” for granted.

i didn’t throw all of these ideas and concepts away however i shaped tf out of them to fit what feels right with me, and that’s what a lot of people don’t do, hence all of these arguments for no reason ! a bunch of mad people and for what.

a @/nazdoll.e original post ( insta ).

ONE ) i know that what i want will show up for me now or what society called the future. time doesn’t exists to me, my future is my present and so is my past. manifesting on a time crunch doesn’t exist either in my book. because if i already had it, is it really a time crunch? you can’t want something so bad for it just to not show up. when you know you have this much power, whatever you want can’t not show up for you. it’s bound to at this point.

TWO ) when something isn't 'showing' up, it isn't because of me. because i know once i become aware that this thing exist in my life at some point of "time." knowing time does NOT exist. it exists now. i can easily decide on when to have it. just because i became aware of that fact. and for two; the 4D & 3D are the same exact thing. they can't exist separately it's one complete thing. so whatever it is that i want it has no choice but to show up.

THREE ) i can't fix a broken person, i'm not their momma nor a therapist. i feel like a lot of ppl should hear this! i will never take my train of thought, etc., to 'manifest' back dirt ass people !when i can use that energy to put a better person into my life that didn't fuck me over the first time. cause friendship wise i thought about it before but i thought to myself do i need this past energy in my life again?' like nooo. it’s a fresh breath of air manifesting someone new and i find it more comfortable and easier. i’m too good to do myself dirty.

FOUR ) life is effortless once you know you have zero limits, and become aware that you are in control of your own limits ! i promise just sit down one day & close your eyes and become aware of the fact that you can control the limit(s) that you think you have. you can literally erase it.

FIVE ) my mindset has no labels. if it seems correct to me, i will take this and that and follow it. what most of us need to do is relearn and go back to the "basics". the first thing we learned that got us to wherever we are now. it helped me so much, and got rid of any clutter in my mind.. with the information i have, i know i got hella options and so it was just a big spot of ink in my mind. i threw away some stuff and kept some.

i’m now one of those one people who just write down what they want and decide that i have it. fuck a state, fuck an affirmation, that’s literally how it is. obviously i’m educated about those things but i don’t take up all of my time trying to “get in a state” or “how long should i saturated for?”

if you can’t be a spoiled brat about what you want then i don’t know what to tell you. because that’s what it basically it is. 🎀

signing off — vixendolle ( kaydolle ). 🍭 ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨ ʚɞ ୧⋆ ˚｡⋆

#kaydolle. 🎀#aka missangel. 🧁#girlblogger #law of assumption #loa blog #manifesting #manifestation #spirituality #it girl #it girl diary #self care #hyperfeminine #vixendolle. 🎀#neville goddard #dream girl #dream life #self concept #affirmations #dolle diaries

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noyasaur · 4 months

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random shifting tips for you ♡

★ . do what you want to do!

reality shifting is subjective. there is not a one-sized fits all key, and different things will work for different people. you and i's 'key to shifting' might be different, or it might be similar. and the beauty of this all, means that there is no right or wrong way to shift. that is why there are so many different methods available for you at your hands. because everyone is so vastly different to each other. which is why you should forget about all the popular shifting methods, guided meditations, subliminals, etc. work with the bare bones and simplify shifting for yourself again:

reality shifting is the practice of becoming aware of yourself in another reality.

if the only thing you need to shift is intention, create a way for you to set your intention (that's what methods do. get you into the correct space to set your intention and shift)

set your intention, and do whatever you like. all you know is that you need intention to shift, and slowly start to become aware of your desired reality.

one person over there might love counting up and down from 1 - 100 until they start to feel relaxed, which they will then start visualising themselves waking up in their desired realities and engaging their senses.

while another might just like to visualise themselves dancing in a ballroom to a song that reminds them of their dr, to which then at the end they will walk through a door and exit the ballroom, and shift, for example.

do whatever makes you feel comfortable. find your strengths and what you love doing during methods, and create a method that is suited to your liking and will help you shift.

★ . find you daydream a lot?

do you find that you absolutely LOVE daydreaming about your desired reality? well, use that to your advantage! instead of just daydream about your desired reality, combine it with the law of assumption and use it to help you shift! whenever you find yourself daydreaming about your dr, start to recognise those daydreams and accept them as memories and things you've already experienced in your desired reality!

combine this with assuming you're already a 'master shifter' and you're set! because if you were a master shifter and you've already shifted, you would be thinking back on the things you've experienced in your desired realities from time to time.

★ . distracted by thoughts of your current reality during your method?

if you find yourself distracted by thoughts if your current reality during your method (specifically, works best when you're trying to use the law of assumption/acting like you're in your desired reality) start to recognise those thoughts as thoughts of unimportance. i'm talking about things like if you're worrying about the next day or worried about that one upcoming test.

put yourself in the mindset of you as a master shifter, who's already in their desired reality.

think to yourself, "these are things that worry me in that other reality. but since i'm in this reality right now, there none of my concern and i'll worry about them when i shift back!' for example.

of course when you shift, this reality won't be completely our your mind. i expect that you would wonder about this reality from time to time.

you can even have some fun with it! for example, you start to worry about an upcoming assignment that is due or an upcoming exam. you could literally just think to yourself, "okay. i have that assignment in that reality so after spending time in this reality, i'll shift to another reality where i can study!"

just recognise that they don't have any power and replace those thoughts with desired ones!

★ . focus on your destination; not the process.

a friendly reminder to not put so much emphasis on the 'how' of shifting. try to focus solely on your destination. use your feelings/emotions, think of things you're excited to experience, you're dreaded to experience, how you feel about certain people, who you're excited to meet!

focus on your desired reality and the feeling of knowing that you will shift.

rather than trying to find out what method works the best or on all the steps you need to be doing next in your method.

shifting is just a small part of it; you're actually going to be experience a whole other reality and you're already there right now as we speak. focus on that instead.

#shiftblr #shifting #reality shifting #desired reality #shifting realities #reality shifter #shifting blog #desired realities #noyasaur #shifting community #🪐 ― saturn's shifting advice!

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moooncats · 2 days

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✿ Pile 1 ✿

✿ What is holding you back? ✿

This is going to be pretty specific here but I'm hearing dream theif. Have you been dreaming at all lately? Your mind could be blocked with a lot of unnecesary stress and random thoughts which makes you over think everything. You carry this baggage with you all day and during the night when it's time for rest, your brain can't reciprocrate what to relay back to you. This vicious cycle then repeats over and over again and you find yourself burnt out, drained, and powerless to your own restrictions. This is honestly reminding me of the video game touch detective. There is a whimsical character named Penelope who gets her dreams stolen by a pastry chef Antoinette. Basically, she crystalizes her sweet dreams and uses it in her pastries. "Dream Cake" a very tasty treat that brought her much fortune. Now that I'm thinking about it, it's a bit ironic that her dreams get stolen to be made into sweets. It reminds me of the saying that sugar before bed causes nightmares. 🍰🤔 💭

✿ How to regain your own power ✿

A dream journal is definitely needed for this pile. I feel that even if you don't have any dreams there is still messages desperately trying to come through to you. When you wake up, get in the habit of writing down the first thoughts that come into your mind. Over time, you'll see that this simple process will retrain your brain to create dreams for you. If you are suffering from the case of nightmares, I would recommend to still journal out what happens. There's hidden messages for you that once you reread it. I would also recommend aroma therapy. In touch detective there was a item you could use called "a sweet dream pillow". It was made with a soft pillow and perfume. Annointing your pillow with lavendar oil and putting an amethyst crystal inside the pillow case may help you when you drift off into the dream realm. (Gif is from another video game fran bow would also highly reccomend playing it or watching a walkthrough on youtube as well as touch detective ♡♡♡).

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✿ Pile 2 ✿

✿ What is holding you back? ✿

This could be a prominant feminine figure in your life. This may also be a Male who has a lot of feminine traits. I'm picking up on someone who is spiritual, intuitive, and somewhat wise. They are definitely older than you spiritually and physically. However, for some reason I'm seeing here that when you listen to them and try to follow their teachings, the timing when you try to put their words into action is a bit off. For example, If they told you a story about how they met their signifigant other and it was using candle magick, you may try that out on your crush and it might not work for you. This causes you to basically take 3 steps backwords instead of 3 steps foward. You feel confused and wonder why it worked for them and not for you. When that happens you're most likely confused and wondering why things may seem off. Thus the negative thoughts roll in; Maybe you don't have Magick within you? Maybe you aren't meant for this life? However honey, we all know you have what it takes within you.

✿ How to regain your own power ✿

Just as the previous sentence said you have everything within you to make your reality come true. This pile is innovators. We are in the age of Aquarius, use what resonates with your generation. It is 100% okay to come up with a ritual that fits to you. Technology is an amazing tool. We can get and transfer information so easily. For example subliminals on youtube are so powerful even though all you have to do is listen/watch them, it's so simple yet effective. On the other hand, using old techniques with the combination of new ones will yield great results in your practice. Learn to be confident in your own power and how your mind is. Utilize the tools that you have now that your ancestors had to take hours or days to even get simple answers. We are truly in the future lovelies. 🚀🌌👽

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✿ Pile 3 ✿

✿ What is holding you back? ✿

You are a bit unbalance as of now my dears. Is there an addiction that you're hiding? It could be as simple as vaping or drinking alcohol. You know when I got your cards I instantly thought of peer pressure. Is there someone in your life who is expecting you to do a lot which causes you to turn to your own vices to cope with all that extra unnesesary stress? If that is so it is very clear with your reading. It seems like you're trying to gain clarity on something and it is holding you back a lot. This pile is reminding me of Ariel from the little mermaid. She wanted to be a human so badly that she made a deal with Ursula just so she can marry a prince. She went to extreme lengths just to please another man. If this is resonating with you perhaps watch the little mermaid there may be hidden messages in the movie for you.

✿ How to Regain your own Power ✿

Everything is fine but remember- in moderation pile 3. I'm seeing here that you have to juggle things in your life so you can truly gain balance. Basically think of a waitress in a heavy traficked restaurant. So many items of food to serve but theres limited space on her tray. Whatever shall she do? Well, she would delegate each food and grab more trays for them. Then cautiosly take the food to her tables while also taking multiple trips. Organizing all your habits is the key here. You need to learn how to strive for balance and harmony. Like a skilled alchemist, blend opposing forces and find the middle path. Trust in your innate ability to bring together seemingly conflicting elements to create a harmonious whole. Remember to seek moderation and patience as you navigate lifes challenges.

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✿ Pile 4 ✿

✿ What is holding you back? ✿

Are you bored? Perhaps you have the same ole routine that you stick to in your little palace far away from other people. Do you truly feel happy being away from so many people? I'm seeing here that you are lost in a perpetual cycle of intense introspection. Learning is amazing pile 4, but what exactly are you doing with all this new information? This pile reminds me of the saying "knowledge is power". Like yes it is power, but it is that exact knowledge that's holding you back. Like a hermit you stay in your house all day learning. You most likely are into astrology, numerology, astra travel, personality tests, documentaries, etc. Why with the internet I don't blame you. We have the power to learn anything with the touch of a fingertip it can be quite addictive. Especially since it's not like the old days where you had to wait months just to hear from someone through letters. We can easily communicate through technology. But at what cost? Most times were mindlessly staring at a screen- do you truly feel as if you're living in the moment?

✿ How to regain your power ✿

You are in desperate need of a new change of scenery pile 4. I'm seeing here that your mind, body, and soul earns for more. You were put on this earth to help people my dear pile 4. You have so much knowlege and hidden truths in your intricate brain. All that's left to do is to share that knowledge with others. Traveling even to a new city for a day will do wonders for you. "There is only one way to learn... It's through action. Everything you need to learn, you have learned through your journey" -Paulo Coelho The Alchemist. I feel like this quote is perfect for you pile 4, because you're in a stage of stagnation. When we are stagnant nothing good or bad will happen, we're just still. Yes, it does teach us patience but I feel like now is definitely a time to take action as you are well equiped with everything you need to do great things. The world is your oyster.

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#baby witch #intuition #intuitive #tarot #tarotreading #pac #pick a card #free tarot #tarotblr #witchblr #moooncatstarot

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variousqueerthings · 6 months

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VERY RAMBLY BUT I think rose and martha are like the inverse of one another in terms of narrative, in that they both meet a doctor who is deeply deeply hurt, but the doctor interacts with them about it so differently, because of where they're at with that hurt, and the doctor is like "hey, I'm suave and vulnerable beneath the surface, which is quite attractive, want to travel in space and time in my whimsical timeship?" and they both go "oh heck yes!" and then it's like splintered glass from that point on, like martha lives in a funhouse mirror of rose's story -- up until she makes it her own of course and she does call the doctor out on it relatively early on, although rose continues to have that haunting effect

so rose has this bubble created around her that is perfect and unchangeable almost, in which nothing bad can ever happen (except for all the times it does but huuush, we'll be together forever forrealsies don't look at that big ol hurricane hurtling our way), which then inevitably bursts, but is always there-as-memory, because rose becomes something of an impossible ideal to some extent

and martha isn't protected at all, and has all the badness spilling out on her because the doctor is unable to contain any of it (and maybe is relieved to finally give up on being strong), and subsequently all of the promise of wonder has an air of sourness to it, and the doctor will always feel incredibly guilty about how it all ended

but crucially there's a lot they have in common, that is quite different to, say, donna (who is woven in in her own, interesting, way) -- they both become attracted to this powerful, interesting, and suuuper traumatised being, they're both taken along on a journey of promised wonders, they're both incredibly reliable to the point that the narrative is retroactively fitted around how much the doctor's belief-systems revolve around belief in their companions, with many others from the past given their dues (starting with sarah-jane), and they both do see wonders beyond their comprehension (and so does donna, but again, there's something a bit different there to poke at in another post...),

except where for rose this wonder helps her break out of the path that was set down for her and become who she always had the potential to be in a way that is mostly framed as a positive (although with some -- I think -- under-analysed caveats...) and she will be forever thankful for the doctor arriving in her life, martha's is more like an awe that the universe is so hostile and so lonely and so heartbreaking, and so she needs to become more resilient and more ready to make choices that are terrible (from travelling the broken world for a year to the osterhagen key....), and so there's another story about someone who becomes strong and tough (just like rose) but it's because the doctor wasn't really able to be there for her, and while I don't think the show (from memory) ever has her totally regretting the doctor dropping into her life, there for sure is some solemnity to how her story ends, a bit of a dampener in comparison (even tbh in comparison to donna, who yeah, gets her memory taken, but is suggested -- now confirmed perhaps? -- to get more of her life in order/feel more self-confident, also partially because of that subliminal influence of her time with the doctor)

and this isn't to say that it's all-bad for martha! her working for UNIT and Torchwood has a lot of very interesting facets to it, and she is fulfilling her potential to be this impressive, capable person, but the ways all of this was built up to is so heartrending

rose coming in and "saving" the doctor, except it was a bit of a lie, because the second she wasn't there they crashed even harder than before, and martha coming in with the idea that she could save the doctor and walking away when realising what it was doing to her life, and both rose and martha irrevocably changed to the point that the person pre-doctor is barely recognisable in them anymore, both take on the doctor's self-sacrificial traits...

and also the idea that rose gets the fantasy, but it's the fantasy a-bit-to-the-left (funhouse again) because there's always something a bit disconcerting about the lengths the doctor goes to to maintain the bubble, to the point of offering up the alternate-him/tentoo so that she can still have it, even though the actual physical doctor that shared it with her isn't actually there! and martha gets the glimpse of the fantasy, and then has to come to terms with the fact that she's not the person it's "for" and reassess her relationship to the idea of a fantasy in the first place (it helps that martha is an incredibly practical, pragmatic person, but it's still so... ouch)

I don't think it was intentional, but this also fascinating from the perspective of rose as a white woman and martha as a black woman -- who is the fantasy for, to the extent that strange and universe-breaking events go into maintaining it, and who has to be practical and pragmatic and self-reliant?

and also, it's got more tragedy in both cases -- rose as a spectre/haunter of the narrative is always a little bit intangible when she's looked back on (even though in the story she's in she's incredibly real and well-rounded, every time I go back to s1 I am struck by how grounded she is in reality), and I think that's something interesting in terms of her mother's warning in s2, how if she travels with the doctor "forever" she'll become something else, something not her

and martha's mother warns her as well, although she's not completely sure of what, and in contrast to rose this warning comes into very painful fruition, harming her entire family (except, maybe her brother? I wonder if there's anything written about that), but where rose is so omnipresent, martha tries several times to take herself out

(also something about both of their mothers being their anchor-points)

there's something there that's at the centre of both rose's and martha's arcs:

is the change they're going through because of the doctor... good? good for them? good for their families? good as in they're becoming better people than before? good for the world they inhabit? is it good for the person they used to be? did they become better than that person? can they ever truly deal with or even begin to comprehend how these events made them who they are? can they even connect who they are now to who they were then? was this good?

they both become these larger-than-life people, somewhat without noticing on both parts (but the narrative does notice), one of them a ghost, and the other a soldier -- one of them an increasingly intangible, ever-present idea, and the other someone who has to fight every step of the way

it's just a bunch of things I've had going through my head that I can't quite formulate in coherent essay-like sentences, but for sure it's there

opposite sides of the coin, rose tyler and martha jones

I do wish they'd had space in the story for them to talk

#martha jones #rose tyler #doctor who #dw #i also wish they'd had space in the narrative for them to make out but youknow #i know that rose and tentoo is generally interpreted as a net-positive -- including in a subsequent comic #but it was always very eerie to me #this also to deal with the fact that while i looove martha's arc in s4 #hers was the weakest goodbye scene in the final episode imo #because the pair the spares makes it seem like there wasn't a lot of thought put into it/where she is now #and like sure they're both hanging out with jack at torchwood but it's so out of the blue #and then she finishes up with a gun in her hand -- far cry from where we met her even in poison sky #working for UNIT but! --- but does fit somewhat from where we saw her end s4 when she was ready to destroy the world #but it's still sort of disconnected from the story? why is she there? why is there a sontaran there? why gun and not medicine? questions #questions for which the answer presumably was: because she looks badass but i need More than that! I need Answers!#argh martha i want so badly for them to at least mention you in the specials. where are you 🥺🥺🥺#gun to your head rtd do it!#doctor who meta

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hersurvival · 25 days

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Girls are never named on a whim,

There is no vagrancy involved within the decision.

For in dreams and subliminal messaging,

The spirits lend a guiding hand

To grant a girl a word of her own.

Beyond the composition of letters is a story,

Is an inspiration, a meaning.

And it's foolish to assume any girl you encounter

Is less than exactly what the cosmic forces

Envisioned.

As girls become women,

They may find a new word, a better fit.

But this, too, was predestined in the heavens

For a girl herself is divine intervention.

(Take a girl I know, who's name she deeply dislikes,

Despite it being said she's a great queen.

These days she has chosen to go by Flame

And I've never known a brighter, more powerful being.)

@nosebleedclub April 2nd - Girl Names

#this is for you #I told you I would #writing #poem #poets on tumblr #poetry #spilled ink #spilled thoughts #spilled poem #spilled writing #original writing #writing prompt #nosebleedclub #girl names #flame

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wessie-in-pjs · 1 month

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This is Dawn!

And she is the One Piece.

You would think the One Piece would be a large sum of berries or gold, but no. It’s a little girl with a fish tail.

She’s been waiting for the next king for about 25 years, until finally he gets to Laughtale.

Luffy and the gang arrive to find a small, blue haired, fish tailed girl. She introduces herself.

“Hi!! Hi!!!! Are you the king?? I’ve been waiting for you! It’s been a long time, longer than I’ve had to wait so far- oh! My name is dawn!”

Everyone is confused (Luffy is very curious). Who is this girl?

“Oh right!! Roger said that people don’t know my name anymore. He said to introduce myself as One Piece?”

Luffy laughs and picks her up.

And off they set, determined to shape the world to fit their ideals.

So here’s my One Piece au!!!

I have dubbed it Dawn Piece! (#Dawn Piece au)

TLDR; One Piece is a girl named Dawn who is a deity from a long long time ago. She is the daughter of the sea and she made devil fruits but sorta fucked it up and people got mad at her, time skip, she’s the devil who made the fruits.

She gets a piece of clothing giving her a hint as to who the next king is, she gets a cardigan for Luffy.

Dawn Island was named after a long forgotten deity.

She helps the kings in their ideals for the world. (She wants to make the world free for Luffy) (she wants to do these things, it isn’t like a genie situation)

So the One Piece is this little girl named Dawn.

Dawn Island was named after a long forgotten god.

The One Piece is sort of like a wish maker, her ideals align with the ideals of her “king,” and she has been “passed down” for generations upon generations to shape the world anew.

Luffy’s ideal would be freedom, so Dawn will help with that. She will help with the creation of a new, free world.

A little background on Dawn herself.

I designed her to look like devil fruits because, well, she’s the devil.

Or so people have called her.

She’s really the daughter of the sea, and as her first creation, she attempted to give people some power in the form of a fruit.

It wasn’t much, it would give them some form of special ability and that was that. But she messed up, and now the people that eat will drown.

So, in a game of scuffed telephone, the truth was distorted from a young deity wanting to help to the snake creating an apple.

She was guilty for this, so she gave herself to helping them in their own ideals. She would choose the next king and become sort of an assistant. Over time, she discovered that this was of her own free will, she WANTED to help these kings.

Well, she didn’t really choose them, per se. They would, in a way, choose her. Destiny kind of.

They would be deemed worthy, by some unknown power, and eventually find their way to her. Dawn would know who was and wasn’t the new king, and she would use her power to steer them away from her. Subliminally of course, like a storm that was too harsh, or a feeling that they just didn’t want to go that way anymore.

She would have a new piece of clothing that would give her a hint as to who the next would be. In Roger’s case, it was a captain’s coat. In Luffy’s case, she got an orange cardigan.

She can change her appearance to stay hidden from other people, which is an explanation as to why Roger’s crew didn’t see anything out of the ordinary.

But to Luffy’s crew, she is who she is.

Anyway, that’s my Dawn Piece au!!!! I hope you like it!!! I might make some cute comics about their escapades in the future :3

#dawn piece au #one piece #one piece luffy #luffy #monkey d. luffy #one piece au #the one piece #art #digital art #doodle

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lunarshifting · 9 days

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REPROGRAMMING AND THE SUBCONSCIOUS MIND

Have you ever thought to yourself that you can't shift, that you failed, or that it isn't worth the effort? Well let me give you a little help hon!

REPROGRAMMING:

Reprogramming is the action of rewiring your thought pattern, or reframing your thoughts to better fit your desires. That's all it is! Now, you may ask yourself, "how do I reprogram my thoughts?" Well, the first step is being mindful of your thoughts. Slow down, think about what you've been internalizing. If you say you can't shift, then you won't shift. But we can reframe the thought of "its impossible to shift" to "well, impossible isn't possible. The universe, and I, am infinite, and therefore, shifting is possible."

I reprogram my mind every single day! I do subliminal, I meditate, and as I'm listening to these subliminal and meditating, I affirm to myself that I am infinitely powerful. That I allow myself being a master shifter. That I *am* a master shifter. This has helped me shift before!!

THE SUBCONSCIOUS MIND

When talking about the subconscious mind, many people have the idea or thought that they can't control the subconscious. That the subconscious controls them, or that it's impossible to remake themselves. That isn't true. You can. The most terrifying part of using your subconscious is taking accountability for what you feed it. What you give, is what you get. So many people are scared, going "well if I can control it, how?" And that's easy. You consciously make an effort to shift. Affirm, daily, reprogram, meditate. Use your intention to control your subconscious.

When I speak to my subconscious mind, what I do is that I slow down. Take a few breaths. Then, I ask myself, within my head. Visualizing the words. Visualizing my subconscious mind. Or even the universe. And I go "I have control over my subconscious. I am all I need." And then, I just know I've got it. How do I know I've already gotten what I've affirmed? Well, since I've affirmed it, Its already happened.

I hope this blog has helped you!! If there's any questions, feel free to ask or reblog this post with your questions! @ me in the reblog, comments or asks!

#reality shifting #shifting #desired reality #quantum jumping #quantum shifting #shift #loa #loa intention #shifting antis dni #shifting realities #intention shifting #reprogramming #reprogramyourmind #the subconscious

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taggedmemes · 7 months

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SENTENCE MEME ⟶ PRYCE AND CARTER'S DEEP SPACE SURVIVAL PROCEDURE & PROTOCOL MANUAL / PAGE 771 - 860 tenses and wording may have been altered slightly for ease of sending! always feel free to tweak the sentence to fit your muse.

'if you are being chased by a bear, the most effective survival strategy is to have a slower, more appetizing companion.'

'observe all posted signs. and all implied signs. and all subliminal messages. just observe everything. never blink.'

'depending on the situation, /do/ hold your breath.'

'of all the ways you want to advertise yourself, "delicious" is not one of them.'

'if something seems, feels, or tastes wrong, it probably is.'

'it takes two to tango.'

'remember that next time you feel like you're being "exploited".'

'security threats should be classified as human, natural, existential, gastric, or philosophical.'

'no one will ever care about you as much as you do.'

'there is nothing in the dark that isn't there in the light.'

'barricades are completely useless in a zero-gravity environment.'

'feedback loops are, indisputably, the best learning tools.'

'so situation is unsolvable if you have enough dynamite.'

'always hope but never expect the buttercream.'

'the point is /not/ to make it look easy.'

'/something/ is out there waiting for you. it may or may not be happiness.'

'boredom will kill you before a lot of seemingly scarier things.'

'customizable swiss army knives will save you a lot of time.'

'if you get to choose, try to have a sociopathic episode instead of a psychotic one.'

'power vacuums never last for long.'

'if you truly want to get inside the enemy's head, study the art they make.'

'there's nothing more dangerous than a bag of rice in zero gravity.'

'the first rule of shotgun is that there are no rules.'

'imagine the possibilities, but do not attempt most of them.'

'remember: historically, glass fragments have been responsible for 87% of injuries and deaths in bomb blasts.'

'the only acceptable kind of intoxication while on duty is being drunk on power.'

'the house always wins.'

'hurt people hurt people. so be above being hurt. the cycle cannot touch you if you don't let it.'

'there is always a way to escalate hostility.'

'sometimes things get worse before they get better.'

'cold is a state of mind.'

'if you're dying and you know it, clap your hands.'

'a syringe is just a pen that writes in blood cells.'

#sentence meme #rp meme #sentence starters #roleplay meme #starter sentences #rp memes #starter meme #inbox meme #wolf 359

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steviestits · 11 days

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WIP Wednesday - Fic Naming

So, this was supposed to be posted last Wednesday, but well, you guys saw the anon. Anyway, I know it's usually you give me a title and I make up a story to go with it, but I suck at thinking up cool titles, so I thought I'd do a reverse of that game. I'll describe my fics, and you guys send in a title that you think will fit it. Or you can just send words of encouragement if you're as stumped as me.

All of these are ones that have their first chapters finished or are close to being finished. I thought I'd maybe attempt to post a bunch after my birthday. I think I might be slightly less busy then? Though, i feel like I'm jinxing myself by saying that.

And before I forget, WARNING! Dark shit is listed below! Expand the post only if you're into that sort of thing!

Addams Family Values AU - Everything that happened in the Addams Family Values movie happened exactly the same way except that Debbie/Steve lives and it's set in the omegaverse. Argyle is Eddie's adoptive brother and is married to Jonathan. El and Will are Wednesday and Pugsley. The Party are a combination of Joel. While Hopper and Joyce are Lurch and Granny. Eddie is a bit worried that his relationship with his mate will go stale if Steve keeps up these passionate murder attempts, so Argyle helps him think of a way to get him to settle down, which is to get Steve pregnant.

Canon Real DnD - Basically, anything that Eddie makes happen in his campaign happens in real life. It takes place pre-s4 then moves on through s4, but instead of Vecna, Eddie is using his author stand-in as the main villain and in turn grows more powerful. He, of course, abuses this power to make Steve into a blushing virgin who wants Eddie to fuck him and at one point, Eddie proceeds to feminize Steve. I want Steve to get pregnant at some point because of the campaign, I think, but right now, it's just something that's in the planning stages of the later chapters.

Cyberpunk Bitching Drugs - This one is one of the fantasy prompts that I'm expanding on. The cyber network in it isn't science-based and instead runs on magitech (my favorite kind of tech). In this, Eddie runs a pharmaceutical company that produces drugs/potions to help with omega and alpha medical problems. Eddie tricks his intern Dustin into giving Steve something that is supposed to help with his worsening ruts but in reality bitches Steve then Eddie gets him pregnant. There's also some light brainwashing as Eddie uses subliminal messages to manipulate Steve into thinking that he needs help with his ruts in the first place. Going try to get this to go through Steve's pregnancy, so it won't be a one-shot like System Hacked was.

Dark God Cult AU - When he was a kid, Steve was kidnapped and brought up in a cult where he was to be with Eddie (the reincarnation of a dark forest god) before the cops found him and brought him back to this parents. Years later, Steve goes on a camping trip with a couple of friends near where the cult compound used to be and one by one those on the camping trip start being ritualistically murdered. While the murders are happening, Steve begins having visions of himself as a pregnant goddess who makes love with an eldritch abomination aka Eddie. Heavily inspired by the Blair Witch Project, though there are some other horror movies in the mix, too. This one will definitely have a murder husbands vibe by the end of it.

Lost Boys Mermaid AU - The movie Lost Boys, except with mermaids. Steve is brought with his parents when they go out of town for business then they promptly ignore him and go to do their work. As he's wandering around, Steve comes across a supposed metal band, Corroded Coffin, and their lead singer, Eddie, becomes particularly enthralled with Steve, so much so that he begins turning Steve into a mer and his mate. Though, it does branch off from the movie in that, unlike David, Eddie succeeds in making Steve his mermaid bride and bringing him into his murderous pod.

Mummy (1999) AU - Based on the movie The Mummy (obviously) and has Steve as a former archeologist, who tanked his career after returning scarred from the horrors he saw when he was drafted into the Great War (WWI) and now more focuses on drowning himself to forget while attempting to help boost Robin's, his adoptive sister's, career. Nicknamed "King Steve" by some of the bars he frequently visits. Eddie is a Medjai warrior, who let a French Foreign Legion soldier go, not expecting her to survive the harsh desert. Nancy defied his expectations, and now Eddie must fix his mistake before the mummy that his people have guarded for centuries is released. There's also a small soulmates au plotline buried in it between Eddie and Steve due to me working the events of the Mummy Returns into the plot.

Omega Transmigration - Loosely, and I mean LOOSELY based on the show Outlander (which I've never seen). Omega Steve gets sent back through time and space to a medieval world where magic is real and elves are rebelling against their human oppressors. After helping an Elven boy with his modern day medical techniques, due to him being an EMT, Steve is brought directly into the stronghold of the elves. The leader there, Wayne, doesn't believe that Steve's intentions were altruistic and wants to have Steve hanged as a spy regardless. Eddie steps in and claims Steve is his true mate. Steve then goes through a process that turns him into a beautiful Elven omega and directly ties his fate to that of the Elven clan's. This one probably won't be that dark and will more follow Steve's struggle to fit in with the clan along with the war with the humans itself.

Omega Rehab - Uses a Victorian Clockwork Punk setting where Steve's parents are traditionalists. After getting into a few fights with alpha and running out of etiquette schools, Steve's parents convince him to try one last place before they leave him alone for the rest of his life, which is the Munson Omega Rehabilitation Center. Steve goes, believing that it will be more of the same, but the Munson Center has a different, more "scientific" way of rehabilitating the omegas that are sent to them. Eddie, of course, personally takes charge of Steve's training to turn him into the perfect little omega, who will happily carry the pups of his alpha without complaint. This one includes Steve training with mechanical sex dolls like in HoLN.

Pet Succubus AU - Steve comes from a family of witches who used demons to power their way of life. The higher up demons finally caught onto their schemes and slaughtered most of the family. Eddie took Steve as a pet, transforming him to have a woman's body before training him by way of fucking machine to become a sex addict. Once Steve is trained, Eddie turns Steve into a succubus and shows off his pretty little pet every chance he gets, keeping the new demoness stuffed full and satisfied. There isn't a lot of plot to this one, just more of an excuse to write extended scenes of Steve being trained by a machine as Eddie watches.

Royal Hypnotism AU - Someone called me a sick fuck over the original prompt, so I decided to make this one worthy of the name-calling. Set in a futuristic magitech society, King Eddie comes across Steve's small village and falls for him. He secretly buys Steve from his family and takes him with him to the summit where he's meeting his friends and fellow kings to discuss what's going on in their kingdoms. In Gareth's kingdom, where they're meeting, there's been some small rebellions, but Gareth stopped them by kidnapping the leaders and putting them through a feminization facility/factory and hypnotizing them in order to rewrite their memories. He proposes to send Steve through with the next batch and turn him into Grant's sister. Eddie agrees, and Steve is turned into a princess.

Time Travel AU - Redoing this one slightly, but I'm going to put it on the list anyway. What's different from when I first posted the snippet is that Steve is going to be feminized due to the portal that sends him back to the 80's. One, to make it more understandable why Steve doesn't recognize himself before he goes to the past. Then two, so that Eddie can get him pregnant, because I like getting Steve pregnant. Plot is the same though, Dustin sends Steve back in time to be the big sibling he always wanted and Eddie seduces Steve so that he marries him and stays in the past as a woman to become his wife and the mother of his children. Eddie might go a little darker than simply seducing Steve, but we'll see how it goes as I get through more chapters of the story.

Upside Down Transformation - In this one, everything that happened in s4 happened, only difference is that Eddie survived and Vecna is perma dead. They all return to their normal lives when Eddie notices that he's slowly changing, getting taller and stronger. His dick is getting bigger and thicker, too. He notices, also, that Steve is changing, too, but doesn't realize that it's to a different extent. Steve is humiliated to find out that he's going through the opposite kind of transformation, becoming more feminized. He tries to isolate himself, but Eddie barges in on him and catches Steve masturbating with his new pussy. The two fuck. They're basically the equivalent of alphas and omegas because of their bat bites and are the only ones in the world. I kind of plan to make it just a porny one-shot, but then because it's set in canon, my brain wants the government to capture them and experiment on them. So, it'll probably be a series, maybe, if this one receives positive feedback once it's posted.

#show: stranger things #steddie #my fics #dead dove do not eat #wip wednesday #see! i do know the days of the week!

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saw a prompt on twitter “the batman but the riddler leaves cryptic memes so what if he needs to hire a 13-yo to translate them” well what if the thirteen yo was danny

Now that's interesting~ I don't know how that would work since I don't see why Bruce couldn't puzzle out the riddles eventually? Sure, it might be targeted to a, uh- different audience, but Batman is considered the World's Greatest Detective for a reason.

The thing about this is that Danny doesn't have his accident until he's 14 so you either have to fuck with the ages a bit or Danny was just Built That Way. A more amusing route would be for Danny to fuck with Bruce and come up with all sorts of stupid answers, maybe even argue back and refuse to puzzle it out for him because surely The Batman should be able to figure this out.

But considering the tone and subliminal messaging of the movie I don't think that would be appropriate. So I could definitely see a possibility where Danny gets recruited by Bruce or maybe even just throws himself into this adventure all on his own.

However... this prompt does sound a lot like Duke's Origin Story.

So during the Zero Year, the Riddler cut off power to Gotham and gave Gothamites a riddle that was supposedly impossible to answer. If anyone could answer it, he would restore power. Duke trained himself with brain teasers so that he could hopefully take on the Riddler himself. I don't know if he was 13 at this time either, but the story fits awfully well together.

Danny could totally pull this off, especially if we went with the Smart Danny headcanons. But I think Duke deserves the nod to his Origin as well.

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Is Bitterbat's blood red? With all his purple 'features', kinda off skin color (not trying to insult your coloring but his skin looks somewhat inhuman and I'm assuming that's on purpose) and his purple blush makes me think his blood a different color too. Do other monstrums have different colored parts like him (blood included if they do have strange colored blood)?

All Monstrum have red blood.

As for different colored parts, that's really up to my tastes on how it fits their designs. I like the look of different colored tongues though. Monstrum can shift between our pink and their hues when they go more monster, which is why Bitterbat has a pink tongue but when it gets snake like, it's dark purple. I also purposely made Bitterbat have slightly purple skin because of how strong he is causing him to rely on his limiters to conceal and cap his strength, leading to his more monstrous appearance always lurking. Most Monstrum have human shades in their human forms until they transform into their monster forms.

The blush on Bitterbat also looks very purple but has a subliminal shade of pink mixed in with one pic where he is SUPER flustered having his entire face go bright red. No lore for that other than purple mixed with pink is pretty and adds to his pale purple skin. Typically, nonpink blushing is too distracting for me which is why I usually don't do it. Bitterbat is currently the only outlier in Glitter and Guilt.

Monstrums as a race are very much at the mercy of my personal tastes and preferences on what I think would be fun to draw. I tend to not like drawing colorful blood in general as it takes me very out of drawing certain scenes because of just how wacky it can look.

The Beloveds are an exception with their bright pink blood because of how violent I plan on their injuries being and how frequently they die but get better. Because their blood is so wacky in color, it helps with knowing that all their deaths are not permanent and makes seeing them get turned into stains temporarily less horrifying and more cartoonish. It's like a twisted kind of slapstick.

I also like the contrast in Bitterbat and the Flavor Four, while being nonhuman, bleeding the same shade of blood as us while the Beloveds, who are human and just have super powers, having vibrant pink glittery blood due to Angel and Death's deal.

The concept of the "villains" (The Flavor Four) having the same hue as us while the main heroes (The Beloveds) don't scrubs my brain nicely for metaphorical reasons.

#ask: glitter and guilt #ask #ask: bitterbat

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valmare · 10 months

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Abstracts, Part 3 • Iceman x OFC

Summary: He’s pretty sure she could tell him anything and he’d still listen, a fact he isn’t sure he should be as comfortable with as he is.

Length: ~3k

Pairings: Tom "Iceman" Kazansky x OFC

Warnings: Angst, mentions of cancer/tracheotomy, age gap, religious undertones.

Part 2

There’s really only a handful of moments in his life he can remember being truly, and utterly breathless, and each one of them he usually can remember in vivid detail. So much detail, in fact, that somewhere buried in his mountains of art, he’s attempted to convey some of those euphoric moments through varying medias of artistry—sketches, acrylics. Abstracts and pop art. Welding.

Significant moments demand the significant graces art can give. All too quickly as Theo bids them good evening, Tom slips around his desk to escort the glorious piece of art that’s graced his office out the door. Kicking it back lightly with the heel of his foot, he arcs his arm wide to allow her exit first, her smile nearly glinting at him as she sashays into the hallway in a breath of curl, skirt, and perfume.

Pulling the office door closed, Tom checks her approaching a piece hanging in the corridor from the corner of his eye. It’s a small, seemingly insignificant canvas he’d happened upon via a trip to Sante Fe last summer—done by a senior at the local highschool.

She’d been selling her work to raise money for her grandmother’s medical bills, and like the effort of every true artist, had painted a series intended to sell. Her grandmother had loved the series, and had explained that she’d pleaded with her granddaughter to keep them. Standing beneath the sun licking at the rocks of Sante Fe, he’d been moved. Grieved, really.

No one could be so moved by the girl’s vision as her own grandmother, that was evident. She was obviously destined to have the series. They weren’t expensive, but there was potential for them to be— Ice had not only paid well and beyond the price for the series, but he’d sent them home with the grandmother. Loaded them in his rental and bussed the pair of them home.

Spending the day having lunch and organizing the canvases about the grandmother’s small home, Ice had been so impressed with the girl’s demeanor and her artistic eye that he’d commissioned three smaller works from her, flown her to the studio, and put her—and her artwork—on display for all of San Diego.

His favorite of the three hung in his office, the other two, in this corridor.

As beautiful as the canvases are, he can’t quite bring himself to admire them—instead, he’s magnetized to her. The way her hair seems to flow and curl without really moving at all. How the graceful tilt of her head seems to consider the world, and not just a canvas hanging from a nail in the wall. She seems to glow, even in the dim lights of the studio, in ways not at all unlike a chiaroscuro of shadow and light—like memories spinning in and out of focus.

He’ll never forget her eyes, even if he can’t fully recall the features of her face, and the way they seemed to pierce his soul like the tip of a dagger. Her hand had fit perfectly into his, like it was created for him. He’d honed into her smile and he’d lost any and all sense of reason and time, like staring into the sun.

Tom didn’t remember a time ever feeling quite so impacted by the opposite sex. Still, he could feel the freight train she’d hit him with still trying to break through his ribcage. Sure, women had come and gone throughout his life, his career. The uniform always won them over. The money, the power—he’d had his fair share of flings, of romantic endeavors. He was a lover more than he was a fighter in relationships, strange as the concept for an admiral would seem, and had loved and lost each and every one of them.

He hadn’t really been inclined to love and lose again. Hadn’t felt worthy. Ready. Or maybe it was subliminally fear of rejection, of incompatibility with the direction his life had chosen. Communication was the lifeblood of any relationship—how did a man whose primary mode of communication had been ripped from him navigate the highs and lows of human relationship? It was arduous enough without this cruel twist of reality.

And now, with this God-forsaken hole in his windpipe—how….is this even desirable? Is this something his confidence can overcome, others can see beyond? Everyone and anyone in his life after the surgery first saw the tube, and then the man. It dictated everything—how he slept, how he moved; what he ate, how he communicated—thus, it would follow him, and everyone else in his life, like a close shadow. A veil—a shroud.

How he would ever be seen first as Tom Kazansky again, not this damn trach, was one of those “God’s ways are higher than ours” moments. Slowly–painfully slowly he’d started to come to terms with this. It wasn’t easy. It ate away at everything like cancer (a thought that is hilarious) and was a thief–it robbed so much more than health. Strength. It robbed hope.

Once he’d been a bronze idol of power, sex, glory. A lifetime of honing his body for the female gaze, for perfection. He wasn’t shy about it—he was full of himself. He knew he looked good and reveled in it, utilized it as a weapon.

Which, looking back over the grand game of life, with that always-coveted twenty-twenty vision,was wrong. Probably prompted this turn of events. Vain to a fault, certainly, but not for a lack of effort–he hadn’t hated seeing his own appearance, and women hadn’t either.

They’d flocked to him, and a small, shallow part of himself had always taken some pleasure in it. Once.

A poison of its own, really. Venom that seeps deep into the core and separates the blood of humility and character. The character of “Iceman” had become an idol of its own, in a sense—an idol that had lifted him from the dust of which he’d been formed, to put it biblically. After a stellar career, all the recognition a man could ever desire, women at his disposal—it had come crashing down. Oh so swiftly, with one simple word.

Tom, if he was able, could chuckle at the irony. A lifetime of building himself up for one moment to tear it to shreds. The Psalmist is right in his Proverbs recollection—beauty is fleeting. So much of his life had been wasted chasing beautiful, shallow, hollow things. None of it could save him, help him, or comfort him. Foolish, foolish—had he always been so stupid?

He chooses not to think about it.

Instead, he puts these things into more important aspects of his current state of affairs. There are more pertinent things, things that don’t require so much flawed effort. Why think about things he already knows when there is so much left that he doesn’t? The art universe and all its wonders has so much to offer, so many minds to shape.

So much hope. Art had saved him. Resurrected him and given him a second chance. Much like God Himself had destroyed the world in Genesis for a new slate to begin again with the righteous found in the universe, so had he been given new life. God had created again, and so must he.

“This is beautiful,”

Tom immediately ushered to the sound of her voice, his feet carrying him down the corridor to her nearly of their own mind. She gestures to the canvas with a finger, before she presses it over her lips in a look of contemplation, head still canted to the side as she studies. He smiles at her concentration, is mesmerized by the way her lashes fan the cream-like skin beneath her eyes every time she blinks.

Quickly he forgets the mechanics of his breathing and has to rally, glancing down at his feet. Boiling beneath the ascott, he gently takes a finger and pulls at the material of the scarf, but it does little good—it’s not the temperature of the room that’s searing him. It’s heat from his core, from the very center of him, that responds to her. He could reach out and touch her, if he wanted—he’s forgotten what her hand feels like and he can think of nothing, suddenly, that’s more tragic than this fact.

He nods once, smiling softly as she looks back to him. “It isn’t signed?” He shakes his head, no. It’s not. Not visibly, anyway—it’s signed in other ways. In his memories, his heart. Brow falling into a wrinkle, she angles back to view it again.

“Anyone I know?”

He shrugs again. Probably not. Realizing he’s forgotten a pen, he lets the question hang there between them, his coy smile the only form of answer he’s willing to give for a few heartbeats. However, she does look genuinely puzzled by the lack of information, so Ice reaches for the Sharpie behind his ear, uncaps it, and realizing he’s forgotten paper, instead takes to the back of his hand. In thick, bold strokes, he recaps the marker, sticks it back behind his ear, and lits his hand into her line of sight.

Does it really matter?

She blinks, once. He watches her bristle—the question has surprised her. Using only her sparkling eyes, she looks from the question painted on his hand to his face. For a second, the blankness on her face worries him that she’s missed the point of the question, the entire concept—but after a few heartbeats, a few pulses of blood that seem to sing in his ears, her lips slowly curl upward in a smile.

Sapphire eyes glinting jovially, her nose wrinkles and she bites her bottom lip, bobbing on her feet a second.

“Not really, huh?” Shaking her head a little, her curls move in a way that is nearly hypnotic and levels him, “I suppose that’s kinda the point of the art, isn’t it? Doesn’t matter where it comes from, only that it exists and means something,” turning from the canvas, she moves to step behind him, arms crossed over her chest as she studies the floor beneath them for a moment, “I’ve studied your work for a long time, Admiral, and—”

Triggered to a stop when he waves his hand in front of his throat in the no-go signal, her brow wrinkles in a puzzled way as she bats aside a few strands of curl, eyes tracking him for clarity. Taking the writing utensil from behind his ear again, he adds another note to match the first, in bolder, capitalized strokes. Her eyes track the letters, and she nods once, understanding.

“Tom. Okay,” she smiles. “A good salt of the earth name you’ve got there, Tom.” She makes a point to emphasize his first name, “But Kazansky—is that Russian?”

It shouldn’t sound as lovely as it does from her, but, he’s fairly certain nobody has managed to say his name so wonderfully. Putting a hand to her breast she introduces herself, and Tom can kinesthetically feel the vault of his memory capture the syllables and consonants, the phonetics of it in the back of his brain. He’s pretty sure he’ll never be able to let it go.

Without asking she falls into step beside him as they take the corridor in a few strides, and her arm casually loops through his as if she’s known him longer than the five seconds he’s known her name. He doesn’t mind—actually, his entire frame lights up like a control panel, and for a second he redlines, feeling how astronomically perfect the weight of her arms feels in the crook of his. This isn’t the first time he’s walked like this with women, but it feels like it is.

Or maybe it’s the only time he’s ever done so that actually matters.

She chatters on about everything and nothing with quick, staccato tones, and he isn’t even trying to really discern or process anything she’s saying—he just wants her to speak. To fill up the quiet, empty space with words and the way she giggles when she says something funny; how her tone fluctuates when she impersonates someone he isn’t likely to ever know. Her voice is loud, clear, present—it rings in a way that, to the everyday world, would be perhaps crude. But to a man who can only ever hope to speak so pointedly again, it is magical.

As he listens to the flow, bend, and curve of every word, he’s fairly sure she has no idea that he can’t stop looking at her, and hasn’t, as they make their way around the canvas of walls in his studio. Her profile is captivating, he seems to have emblazoned the shape of her nose and the swell of her orbital bone in the back of memory as she gestures and makes commentary.

By traditional standards, she isn’t beautiful. Actually, by most standards of society she’s well in the territory of “simply pretty” or even “cute,” but neither term seems to encapsulate the soul pouring into the room before him at dizzying, mach speeds. Once, Iceman may never have even noticed her—she’d be another body, another female in the sea of faces that made up his former life. To his horror and shame, he may not have even given her a passing glance, or even a chance to exchange words, and what a travesty that would be.

Lighting up the room, shattering the lines of his small corner of the universe into oblivion, she is nearly glowing. She isn’t from California—if he hadn’t caught her sharing that, her accent and the way her forehead seems to perpetually glisten with the ocean humidity, even in this air conditioned space, is evidence enough. She’s from the midwest, far inland, where “the only things considered art is the growing stalk of corn or maybe the dancing cut of wheat, should you get to see it” which means rural, wide-open country. Land that breathes and moves and churns with the slow art of growing life—where the pulse of the concrete is instead in the earth, where the endless sky meets the horizon.

He hasn’t spent time in the grainbelts of this country, and by the short description she offers, he suddenly wishes he understood and knew everything she means. The desert, be it California, Nevada; Sante Fe or Arizona, is his home. Ocean has become a constant companion, from his youth on Honolulu or his career in the Pacific Fleet. He perhaps couldn’t grow a weed if he’d been asked, but suddenly, the expanse of earth and the promise of a harvest is all too appealing.

A void which her life offers suddenly opens in him, and he isn’t sure why.

“Tom?”

He’s zoned out and realizes it, his gaze snapping up to her only when he registers his name and the light clap of her hand on his arm. Blinking, the corner of his mouth lifts a little and he dips his head to her, features slightly pulling into an apologetic wrinkle that says he’s missed the question and is sorry for it.

Gesturing to her, he mouths Sorry, and rolls his eyes. Grinning at him a little, she nods her understanding, before gesturing to the art table in the center of the room, brow lifting a little as if she’s seeking permission to approach it. Angling to glance at it over his shoulder, he nods—feels palpable grief when her arm slips from his as she approaches the space.

“About this art I’m looking for,” she says a little stronger to fill the distance between them, and he’s prompted to weave a slow, contemplative path toward her to the other side of the table. Picking up a stained, hard brush, she smooths her hand over it, and only her eyes lift to consider him gently taking to the stool behind him, “I was wondering if you’d be interested in taking it on for me.”

Surprised, his brow pops. Oh?

She gets his meaning, her face suddenly flushing with a hue of pink that is nothing short of delightful. “Yes, actually. This space in Nashville is tragically blessed with the most beautiful walls, and they are in desperate need of art. Art that matters, that will be seen and speak to folks. I’m not looking to spend a lot, but I want pieces that have meaning, and that is something you specialize in––something I’ve been following since I first saw you online.”

She’s known who he is for awhile, then. Smile growing, he has felt no greater joy in spades than he does now at the idea of her following him around the internet. Tracing the front of his teeth with his tongue, a stab of pride hits him between the ribs.

“’m willing to pay a fair price,” she adds, her gaze dropping back to the brush. Setting it down, her hands hit the table and she leans over it a little, brow raising in a matter adjacent to negotiation, “or maybe do some trading, if you’re into that kind of thing.”

What she has to trade interests him greatly, though in honesty, he does need currency. It isn’t off the table. Tom is fairly certain that this short time in her glory, he’d given her blood if that was what was required of him. He can’t say that, however—that’s not appropriate, but it’s how he feels. Filing it away for later, he nods his consent to understanding.

Reaching forward, he taps the table once with his finger, then turns his hand over to rest it palm-up on the cool steel. Waving his fingers in a gimme gesture, he winks at her, and relishes in the way her smile grows as his brows wag, telling.

Tell me more, he mouths, rapping his knuckles on the table.

He’s pretty sure she could tell him anything and he’d still listen, a fact he isn’t sure he should be as comfortable with as he is.

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cosmichighpriestess · 2 years

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♡ ̆̈Beauty Affirmations♡ ̆̈

𓆩 ♡ 𓆪.🪞beauty comes from within first, it is a decision to feel beautiful and to be a beautiful soul first from within. You can say these affirmations in your mind with a strong commanding internal voice, you can say them outloud, chant them, and for the most powerful results you can sing them, doesn't matter how good your voice sounds, or use similar beauty subliminals online. Remember you already are beautiful these are just enhancers for your avatar. Reminder to drink lots & lots of water and take a lot of salt baths for faster results.🪞𓆩 ♡ 𓆪.

♡ ̆̈I am beautiful inside and out. Everyday in every way I am more beautiful. My beauty is a ray of light. I was beautiful, I am beautiful and I will be beautiful forever. 𓆩 ♡ 𓆪

♡ ̆̈I light up every room I walk into. My essence is attractive. I have a beautiful smile. I radiate divine energy. I have thick healthy hair. I am so grateful for my natural beauty. Every cell in my body radiates beauty. Everywhere I go I am complimented for my beauty. I have a stunning body and a stunning mind. My skin is so radiant. I radiate love and I can easily love every life and everyone.𓆩 ♡ 𓆪.

♡ ̆̈I have crystal clear eye vision. I have perfect, silky, smooth healthy hair. I am confident, strong and carefree. My presence feels so calm and comforting. I am prettier everyday in everyway. I have perfect, dewy flawless skin. My skin shimmers. I embody natural beauty. 𓆩 ♡ 𓆪.

♡ ̆̈I already have my desired face. I already have my desired body. My face is perfectly symmetrical. My skin is always hydrated. My body is always healthy. My body is always healing. I love every cell in my body. My cells are beautiful. I am extremely magnetic. My beauty is so dreamy. I am so happy and so grateful I have my desired body now. ♡ ̆̈

𓆩 ♡ 𓆪.♡ ̆̈Ask-firmations♡ ̆̈𓆩 ♡ 𓆪.

♡ ̆̈Why is my beauty extremely intoxicating? Why is everything about me amazing and beautiful? Why do I love myself so much? Why am I so charming? Why am I so powerful? Why am I so mysterious? Why am I so gorgeous? Why am I so emotionally intelligent? Why am I so desirable? Why can I seduce anyone? Why is my beauty so striking? Why is my skin so flawless? ♡ ̆̈

♡ ̆̈Why are my eyelashes so long? Why is my face so symmetrical? Why are my teeth so healthy, white and straight? Why do all my desires manifest as soon as I desire them? Why is my waist so tiny? Why is my face so thin? Why do I have such large hips? Why do I feel so youthful? Why do I look and feel younger everyday? Why do I have glass like skin? Why is my voice so enchanting, alluring, smooth, and sexy? Why do I always have Korean skincare? Why am I so intelligent and clever? Why am I so flawless and breathtaking? Why am I so damn beautiful? ♡ ̆̈

♡ ̆̈Why does my body look good in anything I wear? Why do I have my desired luxury wardrobe? Why do I look so beautiful without makeup? Why do I always get spoiled by everyone? Why are my lips so big and plump? Why are my collarbones so noticable? Why do I have an angel skull? Why are my arms so toned? Why are my nails always manicured? Why do I always get free spa trips? Why am I so cute and adorable? Why does everyone call me gorgeous everywhere I go? Why do I have my desired face shape? Why is it so easy for me to eat healthy? Why am I so photogenic and video-genic? Why does everyone have a crush on me? Why do I always get invited to exclusive vip areas? Why am I so unforgettable? ♡ ̆̈

♡ ̆̈Why do I always look so good in artificial fluorescent lighting? Why is my skin always blurred and glowing? Why do I look like an extremely expensive model? Why do I have a natural, expensive perfume on all the time? Why do I always look so clean? Why is my body always so fit and healthy? Why does my 3D conform instantly to my desires? I am so happy and so grateful I have my ideal face shape. Why do all my desires show up instantly? Why do I love myself so much? Why do I look more beautiful than the moon, the stars and all the galaxies combined?♡ ̆̈

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quirkwizard · 3 months

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Can you make a quirk based off of Eldritch Horrors (preferably lovecraftian)

It really depends on what you even want out of it. Eldritch horrors cover a pretty broad scope of figures and stories, but are difficult to work around because a lot of them simply aren't expanded on that much, are intentionally confusing, or are so bizarre that you can't really translate them into a Quirk. I think the best way to do something like that is going more for the look without any real power, like the user has a cuttlefish or octopus Quirk that makes them resemble an old one. Otherwise you could try to fit something with the recurring tropes found in those works. For example, "Claymation" fits the idea of calling fourth bizarre, shapeless masses, "Subliminal" works with hiding certain meanings and messages in hidden texts, "Headspace" fits with the bizarre dreams and vision, "Backlash" can fit with the amount of strange appendages, and you can't go wrong with a power that something just makes people go nuts like "Lunacy".

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Last night I put on 3 subs in my playlist, Moza morph's void state guided sub, void state booster by v1per, and Slade (bless Kai they're amazing)'s void state sub. At one point after v1per's subs I decided to try out your distraction method and affirmed

"I have all I want. Creation is finished, I am the void." And I KID YOU NOTTTT IT GOT ME THE CLOSEST I HAVE BEEN TO THE VOIDDD I FELT. I'll try my best to desc the feeling (it's diff for everyone but at least this is what it's like for me)

I felt like I was slipping away like I was falling through a rabbit hole and time slowed down for me and then it stopped. I felt floating like I was a jellyfish, serenely floating in the dark open seas. Though my vision is dark most of the time, I saw faint blue flames before it faded away then, my vision went bright. I was surprised but didn't waver. I affirmed again "I'm already in the void, creation is done" and kept focusing on my breathing. The bright light grew even brighter and I even felt buzzing, at this moment I can still hear the subliminal and I can still feel some parts of my physical body but I didn't really focus on it.

But then this bitch sneezed bc of a loose thread from my blanket😁 and when I did the pain in my left hand (for context I fractured my bone rip, which is why I wanted to enter the void to manifest that I never slipper and fell) and then I lost everything.

Personally for me, affirming all the time doesn't get me very far. That's why if I'm using the lullaby method I have to end it before I sleep, because I simply can't fall asleep while affirming I don't know why. At one point I need to say "creation is done. I am limitless" or else I won't be able to fall asleep while affirming ksjdkdk. Tips for those who are still struggling: it's been 8+ months ish since I discovered the void, and PERSONALLY what really helped is;

Finding what's good for yourself. Don't really depend on the void. When I realized that I don't need the void, because I AM the void, and that i am a more powerful being than the void, which is just a meditative state I stopped obsessing over it. Meditation helps for me, but again nothing is necessary for you to enter the void aside from yourself. Each loa bloggers have a different perspective on the void so take everything with a grain of salt, but one thing for sure the void is a meditative state and you're much more powerful than it. And find methods that you're comfortable with not that it's necessary but if you feel like you need to use a method (which again you don't really need you just need to set intention really) then find methods that are suitable for you. Mix and match! You can mix and match them if you'd like, and if it helps.

Thank you SOOO much rem! I really can't thank you enough for the method you made ilysm thank youuu, but do you have any tips for me? The second I get into the buzzy buzzy light state I feel really lost, so what do I do from there on to make sure I enter the void? Thank you for answering!

Tldr for you guys:

The void is real, because you are real. Find what suits you, because everyone is different. This isn't a one size fits all, realise that you're much greater than the void and find your own path. The void feels diff for everyone, and I find my experience different than some success stories, but that doesn't mean that their success stories are fake, it's just how their void is and how my journey and theirs are different. You can do this ok? You've done so well and I'm proud of you guys who have been trying. Thank you for holding on.

Lastly thank you rem, this was a long ass post but if you're reading this thank you so much I'm so grateful I discovered you.

omg this is so exciting!!! i’m so happy the distraction technique worked for you!!!

i think next time you get to that point, just try not to focus on symptoms (which ik can be hard since u said it was a bright light) but just try to distract yourself (hence the distraction method lol) and start concentrating on something else, like counting or reciting song lyrics or something!! hopefully next time you won’t sneeze and you’ll get in!! 🤍

can’t wait to here an update!! :)

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