DR or Bust

31, She/Her, Reality Shifter ✌️ Living my dreams in Colorado 🏔️ ✨Shifted ✨

[daydreaminglilac1128]

btw, you shifted yesterday. It was inevitable since you’re sooooo amazing at it. You are in your dr rn. You are experiencing it. You can see, hear, smell, feel, sense, taste, think, in your dr right now. Wait what? what do you mean you still feel you original reality? No you’re wrong! This is a dream. Youre waking up soon, and you will realize that you’ve been home all along

[cloverapple]

There’s no difference between being aware OF your desired reality and being aware IN your desired reality

When I say: “become aware of your DR,” what happens? Instantly, you think about it. You picture your DR world, your friends, your significant other, the places you’ll go, your DR self, your desires, your entire life there. It’s automatic.

But the moment I say: “become aware in your DR,” your brain glitches. It panics. It starts grasping at straws: “Wait, I can’t be aware in my DR. I’m not there. I’m here in my CR.”

Okay, let’s flip it. If I say: “become aware of your CR,” what happens? Instantly, you’re aware of your current reality. You look around, you notice the room, the air, your body, your thoughts, your desires, your beliefs, everything.

Now if I say: “become aware in your CR,” what do you do? You shrug, “Well, duh, I’m here.” You look around, you observe your awareness in your current reality, and it’s obvious.

But that’s the trick: there’s no difference between “aware of” and “aware in” when it comes to your CR, right?

I say: “become aware of your CR”—you look, you’re aware of everything. I say, “become aware in your CR,” same thing. You’re aware of everything, from within.

Now watch how your logic crumbles:

I say: “become aware of your DR,” and you instantly observe it; your DR house, city, life, desires. I say, “become aware in your DR,” and suddenly you freeze, thinking there’s a separation when there isn’t.

There’s no difference. If you can be aware of it, you can be aware in it, because vantage point = location. Your brain only freaks out because it’s clinging to the illusion of separation. Let it go, and watch how naturally your vantage point clicks into your DR.

Why is this true? Because of who you are. Or rather, what you are.

If you shove your thumbs in your ears and cover your eyes with your palms, the world goes dark and silent. You can’t hear. You can’t see. Sure, you might still feel the chair under you, your feet against the floor, but… can you really? You can’t see your feet. You can’t hear the room. All that’s left is your awareness.

Even if you lie down with a blindfold, drowning yourself in white noise, how can you know you’re still here? What makes you so certain you’re in this reality at all? What if it's an illusion? Strip away vision, sound, touch, taste, scent—what remains? Awareness.

But can you get rid of that? Can you escape it the way you can shut your eyes or plug your ears? Try it. Right now. Try to get away from your awareness.

You can’t. It’s the only thing that never leaves you, never changes, never flickers out when the lights go off. You may be unconscious while asleep, but you’re still aware in dreams and liminal states.

Your awareness is the last frontier, the only constant, the unmovable observer behind every single illusion you take for “reality.” You can play with illusions, poke them, dance with them, but you will never, ever outrun your own awareness. That’s why it’s your power. That’s why shifting is inevitable. Because awareness goes where you observe, and where you observe, you are.

You can trick yourself into thinking you are your reality. That you’re your thoughts, your sight, your hearing, the way your skin feels against the air. But take all of that away. Silence the sounds. Close your eyes. Still your body. Strip it all down until there’s nothing left to sense, nothing left to grab onto.

Now what are you? Who are you? All that’s left is awareness.

You are not your thoughts. Not your sensations. Not the room around you. You are what sees the thoughts, what notices the sensations, what observes the room. That’s all you’ve ever been. That’s all you’ll ever be. The unkillable, unmovable, untouchable observer that remains when every illusion of reality is peeled away.

Your beliefs, your religion, your views—Law of Assumption, non-duality, Neville, philosophy, anything. What’s observing them? Even the idea that there’s a “you” who observes them, that there’s an ego, a thinker, a personality—what’s aware of that?

Awareness.

Awareness is the constant through every concept of existence you can possibly imagine. It is present in every state, every identity, every ideology. It’s the constant in the ever-twisting kaleidoscope of everything else you think you are and all you will ever be.

If you believe in other universes, how will you live them, move in them, know you’re there? Awareness.

If you think about other dimensions, alien physics, or realities we can’t yet imagine—what is it that would let you experience any of that? Awareness.

What could tell you something is real, if not the fact that you are aware of it? Strip it all down, and what are you, if not only awareness?

Nothing else remains, and nothing else can be proven to remain. You can lose your thoughts, your sight, your sense of touch, your sense of who you are. You can lose your mind. But you can’t lose awareness. It’s the one thing you can never get away from.

Which begs the question: If awareness is the only thing you can never lose, the only thing you cannot disprove, then what does that make everything else? What is everything else, if not illusion? 

And most importantly: what are your abilities as awareness?

Awareness is the only thing you can control completely. I say: “Become aware of your phone,” and boom, your mind flicks to your phone. Even if your phone isn’t in the room, you still know where it is. You feel the concept of it.

I say: “Become aware of your bed,” and your awareness drifts there, no questions asked. “Become aware of your heartbeat,” and suddenly you notice it hammering away, even though you weren’t aware of it a second ago.

But the moment I say: “Become aware of your DR,” you start crashing out, spiraling, choking on the idea that you “can’t see it.”

But let’s break your brain again. When I told you to become aware of your phone, you didn’t need to physically see it. You knew it existed, you knew it was yours, you knew you could call on its presence internally, even if it wasn’t in your hand.

 When I tell you to become aware of your lungs, you can’t see them, but you know they’re there, working for you, right now. So why is your DR any different? 

Awareness does not require proof. Awareness is the proof. If you can become aware of your DR, even if you “can’t see it,” it doesn’t matter. You just became aware of it. Which means you have it.

Just like it’s impossible to intend to do something without that action producing its outcome—it’s impossible to observe something and not see it. Observation is seeing.

The only reason you believe you’re not in your DR is because you worship your senses as gods, forgetting that your senses themselves exist inside your awareness. Awareness is the canvas; senses are just brushstrokes.

You’re stuck because you think “awareness” means “I can physically see, touch, hear it.” No. Awareness means you know it’s there, because you decided to observe it. You don’t “see” your liver, but you know it’s yours. You don’t “see” your thoughts, but you know they’re there. You don’t “see” the air, but you breathe it.

So let’s take this further:  Your DR is exactly like your phone across the room. If I say, “Become aware of your DR,” you can do it, because you know it’s there. The glitch comes when you realize:

If you are aware of your DR, you are aware in your DR.

The only thing stopping you from experiencing your DR fully is the illusion that “proof” needs to come first, when in reality, awareness is the engine that generates experience.

Remember: the proof is not the outcome, it is the intention (action) to have that outcome.

It’s something you can never escape, in my opinion. The law that action produces outcome.

Every action you take produces an outcome. Always. Even if you were in a universe where action didn’t produce outcomes, the outcome of your action would simply be that it had no outcome—

which is still an outcome.

There’s no loophole here. So what does this mean? What you are aware of as awareness produces. What you observe, is. Assumptions, attraction, Law of Assumption, Law of Attraction, every system and model of manifestation—these are all just different methods of observing.

Because when you observe something, you are taking the action of observation— and that action must have an outcome. And that outcome is: What you observe, becomes.

You’ll come across methods, laws, rules, recycled views, repackaged pathways, endless “new techniques” in your shifting journey— all of them wanting the same thing: to live in another reality, to be aware in another reality. But pause. Look deeper.

Even if you believe in infinite universes and timelines, or that everything is consciousness, there’s a constant: awareness. What lets you observe, what lets you experience life in another universe if you’re a multiverse believer? Awareness.

What lets you experience life itself if you believe all is consciousness? Awareness. So why are you trying so hard to “become aware” in another reality when awareness is always constant, always present, always here?

All sensations you crave—sight, touch, taste, sound—exist inside your awareness. They do not exist outside of it. Why are you trying to get it so desperately by repeating “I am aware in my DR,” when the fact you are aware is already enough? The only thing telling you you’re not there, that you haven’t shifted, that it’s not working—is illusion.

But illusion cannot hold you hostage. Illusion is malleable. And the instant you become aware of the illusion, recognize it as illusion, the illusion dissipates. It has no power over awareness. It never did. And it never will.

“Aware of” = “Aware in” because the field you are aware of is the field you are in.

If you’re aware of your CR, your awareness is observing CR. Where is your awareness located if it’s observing CR? Inside CR. To be aware of a system is to operate within that system’s parameters. If you weren’t “in” it, you couldn’t be “of” it. There is no separation between observation and participation in awareness.

Awareness is both the container and the content.

Everything you think of as “external reality” occurs within your awareness. Your body, your room, your surroundings—these are in your awareness, not the other way around. Therefore, “awareness of” = “awareness in.” You can’t be aware of something without being in it experientially.

In sum:

If you can be aware of your DR, that awareness is occurring in your DR, because where else would the observation take place? “But I don’t see my DR environment.” Sight is not the indicator of being in your DR—sight is just one sensory stream within awareness. Your observation of the DR is happening within the DR context because awareness is the substrate of reality.

• You believe “aware of DR” = separation, and “aware in DR” = presence. But there’s no mechanism proving they’re different:

• “Aware of DR” requires you to have a vantage point where the DR is observable.

• “Aware in DR” simply acknowledges that vantage point.

I’m pulling a little bit from non-duality here, but if you believe in reality shifting and instant manifestation like I do, I’m sure you can follow along when I say that: the perceived separation between observer and observed is an illusion.

The perceived separation between the person who wants the desire and the person who has their desire is an illusion.

Once you accept that “aware of” = “aware in,” the illusion collapses.

It all falls back to how you can only want what you already have.

Try to “watch” a dream without being inside the dream vantage point. You can’t. Try to “observe” your DR without your vantage shifting there. You can’t. Even if your mind says, “I’m not there,” your vantage point is there, or else you couldn’t be aware of it at all.

[lookathisfancyshit]

Map of Storybrooke.

So after re-watching everything for views and spending hours on google maps finding the real shooting locations I think I have a presentable Storybrooke map.

[briiverse]

[thememedaddy]

[hahashifts]

Shifting to Hogwarts

After 4 years in the shifting community I am finally making a Hogwarts DR and shifting to Hogwarts. This is a group DR with a bunch of very close and trusted shifting friends and my CR hubby, so I think that's what's finally gotten me so excited. I also started playing Hogwarts Legacy right before all this happened, so it just seems like universal timing.

Mr. Hannah is so involved in this DR and scripting it and that's also just been a blast - getting to share shifting and a DR with my favorite human is all I could have ever asked for.

What's funny is that, before I even knew about shifting, during Covid, I started scripting an Ilvermorny DR with Mr. Hannah. Now here we are, 6 years later, and we're getting to reapproach this idea we'd had together in a fresh new way, and adding in our friends to the mix, IDK, this Hogwarts DR is just so much more than I ever could have expected a DR to be.

I think scripting this with friends also helped take a lot of my imposter syndrome and 2nd guessing out of things - I was able to script without following any plots or storylines in any capacity... Like this DR doesn't follow ANY HP canon. My whole group of friends? Born animagi. We also get away with any and everything - for seemingly no reason?

And what's even weirder is how excited I am to go back to school??? I'm genuinely excited for classes and assignments and homework - and sure a lot of that is due to the subjects being completely new to me here, and that I have friends in my classes and a designated study hour for all assignments and homework, but STILL. I'm EXCITED.

And don't get me STARTED on my family and flying - the amount of random memories and lore drops I've gotten from my life here is just wild. Even Mr. Hannah has gotten the most vivid memories he's EVER gotten - even for memories he gets in this reality, they're not as vivid as the memories he's gotten of this DR. I just.... I cannot express how happy I am and how motivated and excited I am to get to shift to this reality.

[djarins-cyare]

Username Song Title Game

Choose a song title for each letter of your username and tag the same number of people

Thank you for tagging me @desert-fern! 💖

Fair warning: half of my picks are from the 90s because that was my formative era. I like stuff I can sing to or play the guitar to, so there’s a lot of rock and pop…

Drop Dead Gorgeous [1997] – Republica Just a Girl [1995] – No Doubt A Thousand Years [2011] – Christina Perri Ready Now [2019] – Dodie Iris [1998] – Goo Goo Dolls November Rain [1992] – Guns N’ Roses Speechless [2009] – Lady Gaga - Creep [1992] – Radiohead You Could Make a Killing [1995] – Aimee Mann All Along the Watchtower [1968] – Jimi Hendrix Rumour Has It [2011] – Adele Empire State of Mind (Part II) Broken Down [2010] – Alicia Keys

Now for the usual totally unnecessary commentary on my choices:

We’ve got four British artists on there (well, I did grow up here), but it’s mostly stuff from across the pond. That said, ‘Empire State of Mind (Part II) Broken Down’ was never released in the US, but it was over here, and it was huge (hence it’s on my Spotify master playlist!).

There are songs from four soundtracks (Scream, Twilight, City of Angels and Cruel Intentions), proving that movies make my brain remember songs better.

Also, I’m currently rewatching Battlestar Galactica, so I had to include Hendrix 😎.

Hmm, who to tag... okay, 12 of my loveliest moots coming up:

@ak-vintage @bitchwitch1981 @burntheedges @cas-readsandwrites @fromthedeskoftheraven

@ishabull @joelalorian @magpiepills @mermaidgirl30 @saradika

@secretelephanttattoo @sixhours

TAG! Okay, it’s your turn 💖

[jjhayhay20]

Dear Lord, here we go! Thanks @djarins-cyare for the tag!

J - Jesus Take the Wheel by Carrie Underwood

J - Jolene by Dolly Parton

H - Hips Don't Lie by Shakira

A - Ain't in Kansas Anymore by Miranda Lambert

Y - You Shook Me All Night Long by AC/DC

H - How You Remind Me by Nickleback

A - American Idiot by Green Day

Y - Your Love is My Drug by Ke$ha

20 - Unwell by Matchbox 20 (I know that this isn't part of it, but I love Matchbox 20)

That's mine. Have fun guys

@pedgito @bubble-pop-eclectic @goodwithcheese @yourcoolauntie @punkshort @alwaysmicado @dindjarindiaries @faeriemarie @waitimcomingtoo @immarocketman

[faeriemarie]

almost got scared you tagged my main bc that would’ve taken forever

F - from a distance by romy mars

A - archie, marry me by the alvvays

E - eggshells by landon pigg

R - red right ankle by the decemberists

I - isn’t it a trial from alice by heart

E - end of the world by herman’s hermits

M - movin’ out (anthony’s song) by billy joel

A - alice of the upper class by halsey

R - riptide by laura veirs

I - i’ll be your mirror by the velvet underground

E - eve of destruction by bishop allen

xi 🏷️ (no pressure): @chaaistained @theshifterbride @th3-new-rom4ntics @shiftingwithmars @morningstar-chronicles @lovebvni @heatherarabellalacy @lillian-morningstar @kerryshifting @xiofaire @jealousmartini

[chaaistained]

tysm for the tag marie ilysm darling xx

C — champagne coast by blood orange

H — honeymoon fades by sabrina carpenter

A — ava by famy

A — animal by neon trees

I — iris by the goo goo dolls

S — sweet serenity by pixie mccann

T — talk by hozier

A — art deco by lana del rey

I — i was all over her by salvia palth

N — no complaints by noah kahan

E — eyes on fire by blue foundation

D — dreams by fleetwood mac

i could ramble for hours on end abt every single song choice ..

tagging : @hrrtshape . @elysian-fawn . @kerryshifting . @macknshift . @shaysplanet . @viperrshifts . @ih3artreggie . @laylasverse . @bruisedswan . @kumiwon + open tags

^^ no pressure my loves !!

[shaysplanet]

these are always so cute, I love feeling included lol also your song list EATS bby

Supermodel by SZA

Honeymoon by lana del rey

All I need by radiohead (fav of all time fr)

Youngest daughter by superheaven

She’s mine pt. 1 by j. cole

Pretty boy by the neighbourhood

Love drought by beyoncé (roman empire iykyk)

Amber waves by ethel cain

Never felt so alone by labrinth

Exploration by bruno coulais (coraline score)

That’s on me by mac miller

all of these songs are ones I listen to quite frequently so this was easy hehe

tagging : @nicoleshifting @saintofbloom @blu-squ1d @riaschamberofsecrets @shiftingwithjules @annisnape + anyone else who wants to join! <3

[annisnape]

I fear I’m about to disappoint…let’s go! <3

A - Art Deco by Lana Del Rey

N - Nothings New by Rio Romera

N - Never Felt So Alone by Labrinth & Billie Eilish

I - I Want You To Love Me by Fiona Apple

S - Sailor Song by Gigi Perez

N - NDA by Billie Eilish

A - Achilles Come Down by GANGOFYOUTHSBAND

P - Phonky Town by PlayaPhonk

E - Everything In Its Right Place by Radiohead

I have the music taste of a sheltered teenager on TikTok :,)

Tags: @nicoleshifting @jadeshifting @rin-snape @thesockdobbydidntget @yourviciouscirce @gracejbuckley @hahashifts @corvusblackk +any1

[hahashifts]

Surprisingly difficult but I made it work...

H arpy Hare - Yaelokre

A ugust - Flipturn

H eat Waves - Glass Animals

A ll for Us - Labyrinth

S till Don't Know My Name - Labyrinth

H eaven in Hiding - Halsey

I Hate it Here - Taylor Swift

F reedom is a Verb - Daniel Khan

T he Archer - Taylor Swift

S unlight - Hozier

No pressure friends, I had fun! Tags: @mondschatten13 @shiftingbunny96 @shiftingfortomhiddleston @shiftersgguidetothegalaxy @shiftylivia @multiverseofmads +any1

[hahashifts]

Capitalism is Eating My Soul

A poem written from a Spotify playlist I made to cope with working. Song titles from the playlist were used to write the poem. Enjoy!

I hate it here

"You'll be okay"

Leave me alone,

It's all too much,

I have ✨anxiety✨

This is the death of peace of mind

As we're losing our democracy

Everything is black,

ust keep going until it doesn't hurt.

It's all just a metaphor

Denial is a river,

The Flobots were right,

I'm just a klown bitch feeding the machine.

Freedom is a verb,

And if I were a rich man,

Would I join the march of the jobless corps?

We need to arrest the president...

Miss wanna die,

Not strong enough to fix this mess,

It's just another lonely day,

A cog in the sad machine.

God rest ye merry billionaires

Who gossip & are greedy,

We just want you to feel something...

Can I find a man in finance,

Or someone born as a million dollar baby?

I'm just a black sheep who wants to let the world burn

💪Training season💪

Welcome to the hell zone!

Immigrants get the job done,

But we're left to guess.

The less I know the better,

I'm just a loser, baby.

Are you bored yet?

Night shift,

Bad idea!

I hope your miserable until your dead.

I can't get high enough,

It's all just burning down.

Big dog shit?

More like madness.

Bitter coffee, unsweetened lemonade

It's time to run and go

And leave this peasants throne.

Lose control?

It's just a work song,

Endure the surface pressure,

Sign the NDA,

"You're gonna go far kid!"

Welcome to my life:

Something in the way,

Forced to stay and decay,

Talk too much,

All that and more,

I can't handle change,

Take me out.

This is how villains are made.

Emails I can't send,

Please, please, please give me some espresso,

Maybe a new invention,

I just want to forget,

We're just "highly emotional people"

Enjoying our red wine supernova,

I can do it with a broken heart.

Panic attacks in paradise,

Turn me into a bolter,

So American,

These problems give me a bellyache.

Never felt so alone,

Oh you need me now?

The less I know the better,

I'm just doin' time, bored, in Colorado

Yes mom,

My tears are becoming a sea,

Biden is gone & all I have are these guns for hands,

I'm just a girl,

Who's about to lose control.

Runaway from people I don't like,

You're just a little bitch boy, Cigarette ahegao,

Burn it to the ground,

There's no going back,

It's a bad idea right?

I don't care, is it over now?

RIP to my youth,

Labour always and forever,

This is why we can't have nice things...

The man?

Rescue me?

Boys a liar, evil,

Death is all a buzz kill like me can hope for.

Question?

Loser.

This isn't 1985.

Bad things coming for you,

Billie bossa nova,

I can't handle change,

But I'm doing it all for us,

Uh oh, the madness,

Makes me want to throw up when I see your face.

I'm overwhelmed,

I've had enough,

I'm gonna show you crazy,

I'm not sorry!

That bitch ain't shit,

This is how I learn to say no.

When I RIP & fall on my deathbed

You'll know I was wasn't California dreamin'

I'm not okay (I promise).

Anarchist? Always.

Toxic? Never fuckin know.

You don't own me,

But I feel like I'm drowning,

This shit is just my ordinary life.

Unpaid interns?

Never fuckin know,

Cardiac arrest.

Want money, money, money,

But I'm not Bezos,

Simply lonely as the muse.

[gothcowgrrl-deactivated20250922]

stop focusing on your senses

when shifting, your physical senses are the last to shift! when you’re hyper-aware of your body, you could be anchoring yourself to your current reality.

let go.

detach from the need to feel immediate sensations and trust the process. you are in control.

focus on your intention, not on whether you ‘feel’ it happening. this is why i like to make it clear that not everyone feels physical symptoms, and that is okay!!! shifting is about aligning your consciousness, not forcing physical proof.

remind yourself: you are already shifting. every thought, every visualization, every moment spent in alignment with your desired reality brings you closer.

release the need for validation. your experience is valid, whether or not you feel tingles, heaviness, or detachment. trust in your mind’s power.

shifting isn’t something you have to ‘catch’ happening - it’s something you allow to unfold.

a/n; if anyone has any idea of what they would like me to make a post about, go ahead and use my asks <3

[breelandwalker]

Fairy Tale Spells by Bree NicGarran

Fairy tales have always been with us. Apart from teaching moral lessons and practical cautions, they remain a source of wonder and inspiration that persists even in a modern age dominated by technology.

There is magic in these tales as well - spells and charms that aid the worthy and conquer obstacles, heal the ailing and bring wealth to the poor, thwart the wicked and exact terrible revenge, or grant someone their hearts' desire and make their dearest wishes come true.

I have created over a hundred such spells, inspired by the tales recorded by the Brothers Grimm and the folklore collected by Andrew Lang. One volume was published back in 2017 and another is forthcoming. If you're curious (and maybe a little bit daring), here are some previews of the spells to be found in the pages of The Sisters Grimmoire.

After all, who couldn’t use a bit of Happily Ever After?

The Sisters Grimmoire, Vol. I

A Bellyful of Stones - A curse to punish the greedy.

Eyes Like Coals - To summon a spirit guardian.

Roughskin - To protect and disguise oneself from those who mean to harm you.

Straw Into Gold - A spell to bring wealth.

Table of Plenty - To obtain needed money or provisions.

The Red Flower - For removing enchantment.

The Sorrow Pot - To relieve your sorrows and bring justice for a grievance.

The Wall of Thorns - To protect one’s home and property.

The Sisters Grimmoire, Vol. II (forthcoming)

Make Sure You Lock Up - To set your household wards when you lock your front door.

Gilded Locks - To braid wealth into the caster's hair.

Something In The Water - To discover whether a person is suffering from the effects of baneful magic.

The Ferryman's Curse - To curse another with the problems that plague your own life.

The Shining Web - To repel trouble from the home.

You can find more spells from The Sisters Grimmoire, Vol. I and potion and powder recipes from Pestlework by checking out the mid-month minisodes of Hex Positive, available on your favorite podcast platform.

All of my titles can be found on Amazon or ordered from the Willow Wings Witch Shop. (If you'd like to see them in your local witch shop, feel free to give the proprietor my contact information!)

If you're enjoying my content, please feel free to drop a little something in the tip jar and tune in to my monthly show Hex Positive! 😊

[corvidprompts]

“You’re such a complete disaster.” groans the villain, scooping the unconscious hero off the sidewalk “Like, holy hell, how does anyone let you out of their sight. Stop picking fights with people you aren’t ready for.”

[hahashifts]

Hero POV:

It was a simple job - get to the warehouse and clear out some thugs that had been harassing the families on the far side of the river and stealing the money from their already scarce coffers. And with the king increasing rents for the third time this year... if these thugs kept stealing from the cityfolk they'd be starving before the month was out.

What I hadn't expected was to get jumped - literally - and hit over the head from above.

Yeah, someone literally jumped from a roof and landed on me. Whether it was on purpose or accidental there was no telling but all I knew was it hurt like hell and then it was lights out.

Villain POV:

I was enjoying a rather lovely stroll after dealing with some unrest in my territory when I came across a crumpled figure on the sidewalk. I was about to turn down the opposite street and retreat to the nearby gardens when a faint groan came from the figure and a familiar sensation washed over me.

No, surely it couldn't -

"You're such a complete disaster," I groaned, scooping the unconscious little hero off the sidewalk. "Like, holy hell, how does anyone let you out of their sight? Stop picking fights with people you aren't ready for."

She groaned again and her eyes fluttered open. "It wasn't a fight this time," she mumbled, her eyes closing again. "-ust bad luck."

"Uh huh. Bad luck, bad timing, bad judgement - for a hero you're sure bad at a lot of things." I snorted, trying to ignore the warmth that leeched from her into me, as if her light could fill my veins and my chest and restart the rock that resided there.

"If I wasn't so bad at all this I'd rob you of your dashing rescues. Who's the hero now," she grumbled, barely conscious. I knew I needed to keep her talking and awake, check for a concussion.

"Careful, or I'll leave you in the gutter where I found you." I tsked at her, trying to rile her awake a bit more. She could never resist banter in our clashes in the past, it was one of her less known weaknesses.

"No, you won't," she smiled faintly then and if I did still have a heart it may have flown from my chest.

This magical little halfling was carrying a dangerous kind of magic, I reminded myself as I held her just a bit further from my chest. Best not to risk bursting into flames and having us both go up in an inferno because she accidentally glowed too brightly.

I shook my head in exasperation. "You're a mess," I murmured as a breeze wafted down the alley and her hair fluttered around and tickled my nose, carrying with it the scent of her - daylight, moon orchids, and fresh water breezes all came to mind but none could quite capture her.

"Apparently I'm your mess." She grumbled, definitely more awake now than she had been. We were at the crossroads that would lead back to her side of the river, where her light and magic were treasured and valued. She'd be fine to walk the rest of the way home, if she so desired.

"Be that as it may, I'm not always going to be around when you get into trouble. We may have mutual territory in the city we fight over, but leave this side of the river alone. Trust me. Everyone here would rather snuff out your light than accept any help you try and offer them."

"It almost sounds like you're worried for me. Has that frozen heart of yours grown soft after all these years?" She teased and roused herself more. I stopped my walking and set her down on her feet, waiting a few extra moments before I released her from my grip. The absence of her warmth was a physical vacuum around me and I worked my damnedest to bury any sign of my confusion as she got her bearings and realized where she was.

"We got here so fast. It took me nearly fifteen minutes to get to that part of your territory." She admitted as she looked around.

"Long legs," I lied to ease any discomfort she may feel. We got here fast because I'd been too preoccupied with holding her in my arms and listening to her breathing and keeping her awake to keep my speed at a more normal pace.

"Well, thank you, again, for getting me out of there." She scratched the back of her head out of nervousness then winced and it was only the decades I'd dedicated to self control that kept me rooted in place several feet away from her. My instincts all screamed at me to scoop her back into my arms and whisk her back to my home and never let her leave again but I knew that was wrong. Beyond wrong. Especially for someone so filled with life.

"Don't mention it." Was the only reply that felt safe to give. Cold. Detached. Unbothered.

She gave a little half chuckle half huff and turned and started walking across the bridge. She was nearly halfway across when she turned and said, "You know, this is going to make whatever your next dastardly deed is a lot more awkward, now that I know there's so much good in you." She then flashed me a dazzling - and I mean a sun flare hitting my very soul kind of dazzling - smile, then disappeared on the other side of the bridge.

I turned only when she was truly out of my sight and in the safety of the dome and walked back home, ignoring the instincts that screamed at me to run after her and break all the treaties just to walk her to her door.

Absurd sentimentality. The lingering effects from her magic and inner light, no doubt.

[one-lonely-whumperfly]

The hero shows up at the villain’s doorstep one night. They’re shivering, bleeding, scared. There’s also a slightly dazed look in their eyes– they were drugged. They look like they were assaulted. Looking up at the villain, swaying slightly as they’re close to passing out, they mumble “…didn’t know where else to go…” then collapse into the villain’s arms.

[hahashifts]

Villain POV

Well this was unexpected. Not at all how I'd expected this night to go. The hero of the city, bleeding and broken on my doorstep, because this was the only place they could think of to go that would be safe.

I surpressed the warmth rising in me, strange sensation - probably mere indigestion from dinner. Regardless, the bane of my existence was in my arms and I was putting her on my sofa. I could hear the men who had done this to her racing straight for my home.

Good. They will taste my wrath and I will dwell out the vengeance for the fallen hero they defiled with their wretched hands. I'd relieve them of the damned appendages before I ended their miserable life's. Make an example of them for any others that may try to follow in their footsteps.

Being a villain, sewing chaos and disorder and fighting against the system is one thing, but cruelty and vileness for the sake of it was a disgrace that couldn't be forgiven.

The little heroes light was out, her magic somewhere far away. It would return to her or they would suffer all the more for it. But she was stable enough for me to deal with the trash quickly approaching my doorstep. No need to sully the furnishings with their blood.

I stepped over the threshold of my domicile and closed the door just as they approached me. Three men, all clearly drunk.

"Good evening, gentlemen." I sneered as I smelled her blood on them. I saw red. "It appears you put your hands on something that doesn't belong to you," and in one smooth motion my sword was out and had sliced through each of their wrists like slicing butter and their screams pierced the night air as they realized, stunned and eyes bulging, as all 6 pairs of their hands fell from their wrists to the cobblestone streets. "You do know the punishment for assault and rape, I presume? Good."

I kicked the man in front of me, reeking of ale and her blood, his kneecap shattering from the impact and wrenched his head down into the stone beneath me hard enough to shatter his teeth and crack open his skull. It was easy to pick him up and throw him across the courtyard, as if he weighed no less than a rabbit.

The next man had bruised knuckles and more of her blood on his shirt and neck, so I removed his jugular and tossed it toward one of the alley cats that had snuck nearby, hearing the commotion. Sputtering and attempting to grasp at his gaping neck with the stubs of his bleeding arms he fell to his knees and it was a simple thing to twist his neck and end him.

It wasn't on purpose, of course, but his head was a full 180° when I let him go.

The third man was screaming and attempting to run away, the coward, but he slipped on his friends blood and fell with enough force that he bit through his own tongue, severing the appendage so I didn't even have to go through the effort of doing it myself. I loved how fate often worked in this way.

He, however, had clearly touched the precious jewel that was bleeding all over his vintage velvet sofa, and for that he needed to suffer.

There was a fountain in the middle of the courtyard, but that was too good for the scum. No, he would need - Perfect.

Grabbing him by the collar it was an easy thing to drag him to the nearest puddle and shove his face into the muddy, disgusting city water, keeping my boot pressed tightly to the back of his neck so he could struggle and kick but with no hands and his severed tongue it was only a matter of whether he would bleed out or drown in the shallow puddle.

It didn't really matter to me, so long as his death was painful and as humiliating as she must have felt fleeing through the streets half naked with torn clothes and a bleeding temple.

Red swarmed my vision again and the maggot beneath me was still squirming, so I snapped his thigh with my other boot and put all my pressure on the back of his neck, killing him soundly.

It was a simple call to some of my guys to have them come clean up the bodies and the blood, and I left the cats to lap at the blood pooling in the streets and the bodies left for the rats.

My men knew not to bury them, but leave them out somewhere for the animals, for that was the only fitting end for them.

When I returned her breathing was shallow but some of that inner light was beginning to shine through, just barely pulsing with her heartbeat like a constellation of silver glowing freckles, dim, but there.

I sighed with relief.

She'd... Trusted me. Trusted me when she was at her most vulnerable. It was an odd feeling, one that I hadn't felt in... I'm not even sure when.

Decades, if I had to guess.

I quickly cleaned the blood off me and whatever other remnants were left of the maggots, then got to work on cleaning and bandaging the damaged girl on his couch.

Enemy, he tried to remind himself.

But looking at her, the way she'd looked at him when he opened the door as if he was her salvation...

That stirring and flickering of warmth in my chest flared up again. Had I been poisoned? Surely not, it was just her presence, of course. I'd felt this way around her since we'd had our first run in two years ago. Some reaction to her innate inner magic, I'd assumed. It was proof of how powerful she was, part of what made her such a fantastic adversary.

But what had been done to her tonight... What had she been doing on this side of the river in the first place? Alone?

Nobody was to lay hands on her except for me, everyone knows that. Everyone in the underground knows, everyone on the river knows, everyone in the city knows she's mine. Doing this to her, especially those nobodies? They'd be lucky if any of their crew made it to see tomorrow.

She was in rough shape. She had a black eye, split lip, nearly broken cheekbone, cut on her temple that had stopped bleeding, finally.

Damn head wounds bleed so much on these half linggs, I had nearly forgotten. I covered her with a blanket when I'd first brought her inside and laid her on my couch, partly for her sake, partly for the sake of my dear quiet corner of this shit hole of a city.

I was fairly certain they hadn't gotten as far as they had probably hoped, but I'd never seen the kind of fear in her eyes as I did when I opened that damn door tonight. She was terrified. And she'd probably never admit it. But I'd seen it. And she'd trusted me.

In this, I wouldn't break that trust. There were few things I bothered to do right these days, but I did have a code, and it was no hard feat to fit protecting her - my enemy - from her enemies and those that would do her harm.

[one-lonely-whumperfly]

The hero shows up at the villain’s doorstep one night. They’re shivering, bleeding, scared. There’s also a slightly dazed look in their eyes– they were drugged. They look like they were assaulted. Looking up at the villain, swaying slightly as they’re close to passing out, they mumble “…didn’t know where else to go…” then collapse into the villain’s arms.

[hahashifts]

Heroes POV:

I was in some deep shit.

Or, well, I would be if I didn't find some way off this damn street before they found me and dragged me back into that horrible house...

My lip was split and I could taste blood, and although I was running I had a serious limp and could feel the bruises blooming on my skin beneath my ripped clothes. My feet were bleeding - I hadn't been able to grab my shoes as I fled to the street.

I knew only one person who lived on this side of town, and it was the last person I should trust.

But, the alternative was -

No. Anything was better than where I'd just been.

I felt a trickle down my temple and jaw as I resisted the urge of leaning on a wall for support. No need to leave a blood trail right to their door.

Or, maybe that's just what they deserved. Assuming they didn't kill me first. At least then it would be a clean death. What more could a hero ask for?

Before I could second guess myself I threw myself into the doorway. I had figured out where they lived when we had our first run in two years ago. Since then I'd thwarted more of their plans than I think they had even expected, as well as cleared up the majority of the crime up north near the river. I had been trying to start bringing peace to this part of the city too, but those men had grabbed me & before I knew it I was half unconscious and being dragged into one of the townhouses. When I'd come to my clothes were ripped and they had beaten me and were clearly about to move on to using other parts of me. I'd managed to run out while they were all taking shots, thinking I was still knocked out.

I wasn't, thank the gods if they even still listened up there on their throne. But I was beaten and drained and my magic was shot - they'd done something to nullify it when I'd walked onto that damned street.

And I could hear them coming.

I tried to beat on the door, but I was bleeding, shivering - it was so cold out tonight - and they would be here in less than a minute and I'd be just another girl who disappeared from the street.

Maybe coming here was crazy.

There's no guarantee he'd even be here -

The door opened and warm light flooded from the doorway. I was swaying in my feet, honestly amazed that he even answered. I could feel the darkness creeping in and I knew it was either going to be my last moment or I'd be putting myself right in the hands of my enemy, but I had no choice. I "didn't know where else to go..." I hadn't meant to say that out loud, but it was the last thing I heard as I saw the ground swimming up to meet me.

But he caught me and held me in his arms, he heard the shouts from up the way following the blood dripping from me, I'm sure.

What a mess...

[jjaybrown4-blog]

Ever- After Challenge by Im Gennix

ₓ˚ ୭ ˚◦˚ Ever After Legacy Challenge ˚◦˚ ୧ ˚ₓ

This is a ten generation legacy challenge that will cure you of your boredom! Each generation has in-depth storylines that helps assist you to adding more volume to your sims origins and gameplay. With sets of goals and requirements that each generation must complete before a new heir takes over. 

Rules: 

○ You can add in extra details/plots/events/etc, that you may want to for each generation. You can feel free to make this as crazy as you may want it to be. The goal of this legacy challenge is to help guide gameplay. 

○ Money cheats are allowed to a certain degree. You can do cheats like “freerealestate” and “money 00″ for story-telling purposes. (But I don’t think you will need it XD)

○ Feel free to use MODS to further enhance your gameplay. No restrictions here just super excited to see what everyone does with this challenge. 

○ ALL goals and requirements must be met before a new heir takes over

○ If you do decide to take on this challenge, tag/credit me! @Imjennx or paste this post’s link in your description box. Use #EverAfterChallenge on videos/posts/and tweets if you can :) Good luck and I hope you all have fun! 

My Little Helpers: 

This is a little shoutout and thank you to these two lovely simmers who have helped me with my challenge. Honestly, without them, this challenge would not have been published. They hyped me up every step of the way and lended me their advice. 

@roosims & @thesimallie

These two incredible simmers took the time out of their days to help me proof read this and went out of their way to give me wonderful advice. Go check out their Youtube channels as well. They honestly deserves all the love in the world. 

VIDEO SHOWCASE

If you would like to see the video shocase that I did where I read out this challenge then check it out here! 

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Generation 1 ⚘ The Fixer Upper

All your life you’ve dreamed of renovating homes. It is your passion, and nothing is going to stop you! You start out as a young adult with only $5,000 simoleons to your name and an empty plot of land waiting to be utilized into something good! With your own two hands, build up a home and furnish it with items you’ve collected/bought. You can either dumpster dive, shop at retail stores, or thrift at flea markets.

However, countless nights alone in the unfurnished home has been quite lonely. You can’t help but feel like this is something that should be done with a family. So you go on dates. Hoping to find someone to settle down with, to build this legacy with. It is on your 5th date that you believe you’ve found your perfect match. You know this with your whole heart and soul! The two of you meet, fall in love, and get married all within the span of a week. You’re a busy couple, the house won’t build itself.

Soon, the now once empty lot is complete! And you are ready to move out. Move out your household and sell the furniture. Now your family is ready to move onwards to another renovation. However, this time it’s an abandoned home near the beach in Sulani. You move your family into this abandoned home and with the help of your partner, along with your little children, you guys renovate this into your permanent forever home.

Traits: Freegan, Perfectionist

Aspiration: Big Happy Family

Location: Sulani

Goals/Requirements: 

○ Max the Charisma, Handiness, & Parenting Skills

○ Have at least two kids

○ Fully furnish one home with items you’ve bought/collected

○ Start anywhere at first but then move to Sulani after renovating the first home

○ Go on five dates, each date is a different sim

○ On the fifth date, you find the one. Fall in love and get married all in one week

○ Complete your aspiration up until “Caregiver”

Optional:

○ Reach level six in the Interior Designer Career

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Generation 2 ⚘ The Greatest Love Triangle 

The new neighbors moved across the waters. They had a little kid just the same age as you. The kid even went to the same school. You decided in your head to make this kid your friend. No scratch that, your best friend! You spend your afternoons combing the beach for seashells and unique items to give to your shy new friend. Neglecting your after school projects and even homework at times. All you wanted to do was play with your new friend.

All things changed once you reached high school, your best friend got hotter, you got hotter, or was it the blazing sun in Sulani? Who knows, but all you knew was you have the hots for your best friend and there is nothing you can do about it. Or is there? A little harmless flirt here and there wouldn’t kill anyone right? It was at this time that your parents started cracking down on your “future”. They constantly nag you about your goals and plans and honestly you yourself have no clue. The constant badgering puts a slightly negative strain on your relationship with your parents. So when you become a young adult, you move out with your best friend to a nearby beach home.

The two of you are now ready to party all night long. Yes you still have the hots for your bestie but would you be down to ruin this good friendship if things don’t end up working out? That fear keeps you from pursuing anything with them but like before, the little flirtatious tickling, endless cloud gazing, and even little winks here and there just pulls at your heart strings. One night at the bar with your bestie, a hot new eye-candy appears. You feel a tingle, or is it the drink? You introduce yourself and sparks ignite! Thus, the greatest love triangle of a lifetime!

Traits: Cheerful, Romantic

Aspiration: Soulmate

Location: Sulani

Goals/Requirements:

○ Max the Mixology, Dancing, & Mischief skills

○ Become best-friends with the neighbor’s kid

○ Maintain an average of C throughout middle and high school. 

○ Once young adult, move into a new place with your bestie

○ Go out for drinks at least two times a week

○ Meet a new love interest at the bar

○ Go on at least two dates with the love interest

○ Maintain a small romance between you and your bestie

○ Have at least two kids

○ Marry either your bestie or the love interest 

○ Complete your aspiration

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Generation 3 ⚘ No Time For Love

A whole childhood of listening to the same love story a thousand times. At this point you’re surprised you’re still sane. Nothing is worse than listening to your parents rave on and on about how perfect they are for each other and how they were meant for one another. Oof, not to even mention the constant public display of affection! It was embarrassing for you!

You grew up gagging at the thought of love. The thought of “the one” disgusted you. The last thing you wanted to do was find “the one”. You wanted to be better than your parents. You wanted an education, a REAL job. After high school you set out for Uni to pursue a career in engineering. Finally you’re excited to move the heck out of that god forsaken town! Screw the beach! The only problem was you didn’t have much money to attend college and you were not going to ask your parents for money! The only other person you knew that had money to help fund for your schooling was your Aunt/Uncle. Mustering up the courage to contact them, you ask them to borrow a sum of money. And set out to start your life!

You move out of Sulani and into one of the Uni dorms. There you meet your best friend and a few lovers. But they never lead to anything serious. You weren’t looking for that. You graduated and quickly found a job as an engineer. Your goal is to climb the top of the ladder. Nothing else matters to you. It was all going perfectly fine until a one night stand leaves you with very bad news. The glove broke and now so are you.

Traits: Hot-Headed & Ambitious

Aspiration: Fabulously Wealthy

Career: Computer Engineer

Location: Anywhere

Goals/Requirements:

○ Max the Robotics & Programming Skills

○ Attend Uni and graduate 

○ Borrow money from your Aunt/Uncle before you start Uni (max 10k, you can use cheats/mods for this)

○ Live in an apartment after Uni until you have enough money to buy a house

○ Reach level ten in the Computer Engineer Career

○ Visit your parents only on holidays

○ Never marry

○ Get pregnant/get a sim pregnant from a one night stand

○ Favorite color is navy blue

○ Complete your aspiration

Optional:

○ Hire a nanny to take care of your kid

○ Maintain a low relationship with your child

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Generation 4 ⚘ What the Cow Poo?

Living in the busy city was the best thing ever! There was always something happening, never once a dull moment. That is where you adapted the love for social media! Always posting selfies and Simstagram stories. Without the internet you would simply die!

A week into your new job as a style influencer, you received a call. Your landlord is evicting you for unknown reasons and you have to move out IMMEDIATELY. Stressed out, you call up your parent and they tell you that your great-grandmother has some land somewhere in the countryside.

Defeated, you hop on a plane and travel to Henford On Bagley. The smell hits you and you almost faint. The stinky cow poos and chicken feed was definitely not it. What’s even worse? NO WIFI! The place is totally OFF-THE-GRID! A one bedroom shack, a few chickens and a cow. Now you have to find your way and make this place your own. 

Traits: Materialistic & High Maintenance

Aspiration: Friends of The World

Career: Style Influencer

Location: Henford on Bagley

Goals/Requirements:

○ Max the Fishing, Cooking, & Gardening skills

○ Start out in the city as a young adult and a week into your new job as a style influencer, get evicted and move to Henford on Bagley

○ Max friendship with the animals on your farm

○ Grow a healthy garden

○ Find love and get married to a local townie

○ Have at least one child

○ Loves to over dress

○ Lot MUST be Off-the-grid

○ Complete your aspiration

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Generation 5 ⚘ The Animal Lover

You love animals! They are your whole world! Growing up and living in a home with a bunch of farm animals you grew to have so much love in your heart. All you ever wanted was for all animals to have a good and loving home.

Growing up in Henford, you realized that there are quite a lot of strays but not even a vet clinic in site! So you set out your goal. Open the very first vet clinic right at the heart of Henford On Bagley. The goal is to make sure your love for animals is reached across the whole town.

When it comes to your love life, you are quite picky. You never see yourself being with someone that doesn’t like animals so you set out to only date people who have the animal lover trait. Hoping you could start a family with little fur babies running around as well.

Traits: Animal Lover & Family Oriented

Aspiration: Friend of the Animals

Career: Veterinarian (Vet Clinic Owner)

Location: Henford on Bagley

Goals/Requirements:

○ Max Pet Training, Parenting, & Veterinarian skills

○ Only date/marry sims with the Animal Lover trait

○ MUST adopt four strays you come across! You must adopt the first four you see. No picking and choosing (make sure a community lot in the town has the “cat hangout” or “dog hangout” if you do not have the mod that spawns in strays)

○ Open a vet clinic somewhere in Hanford on Bagley

○ Complete your aspiration

Optional:

○ Take a photo of every pet that comes to your vet clinic 

○ Have a whole wall full of client’s pet photos

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Generation 6 ⚘ Homeless Theft

You are a criminal. A horrible one at that. One that will go through any lengths to steal and cheat. It is what you do. Some can say you got the twisted genes. Your parents were disappointed in you so they kicked you out. Now homeless and broke, you have to use your skills to earn a living.

Steal, lie, and cheat to your heart’s content. Because that is all you can do. But there is a catch. In order to stay clear from the police, you must change your appearance every time you get caught. That means plastic surgery. And it’s not free. $2000 simoleons to change your appearance. So be sure to not get caught.

Traits: Kleptomaniac & Hot-Headed

Aspiration: Public Enemy

Location: Anywhere

Goals/Requirements:

PSA: You DO NOT need to change your entire catalog of clothing if you get caught. Just the outfit you were caught in. <3

○ Change your appearance every time you get caught ($2000 Simoleons) 

○ Favorite color is black

○ Only have one outfit until you can afford more ($500 Simoleons per outfit)

○ Befriend a sim just to steal their things

○ Max the Mischief & Athletic skills

○ Have at least 3 tattoos

○ Complete your aspiration

○ Have at least one child

Optional: 

○ Never marry

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Generation 7 ⚘ Finding The One

Your childhood life was very interesting. Your parent(s) spend a lot of time moving around and not very much time settling down. You were taught from a young age the ropes of thievery. Yeah your brain tells you that you might want to dabble in it from time to time but you want to be different. You want to be different from how your parent(s) has raised you. Therefore you set out to start your own life and with this new life of yours you find love while finding yourself.

You have your very first love. The person of your dreams or at least that’s what you hoped that person was. After a long good time together things just don’t work out so you divorce. Then there’s the hot fling of the spring. Still trying to find yourself you fall deeply in love. Not wasting any time you both get married as quickly as you can. However, after a kid and some issues in your relationship you guys decide to part ways.

Two failed marriages in, living life as a single parent, and still hopping from job to job things just aren’t going your way. At this point it just makes sense to just be alone. But you’re a hopeless romantic. You just can’t help it, you want that thrilling romance that you read in the novels, you want that kissing in the rain moment. That is when you suddenly meet this incredible sim. It’s the fact that there’s nothing special about the sim that makes them so special. However, do you hear wedding bells or is your heart still mending from preivous wonds?

Traits: Romantic, Erratic

Aspiration: Soulmate

Career: Education & Odd Jobs

Location: Tartosa

Goals/Requirements:

○ Max the Charisma & Knitting skills

○ Must get married and divorced two times

○ With the second marriage, you must have a child before divorcing. 

○ Live in a tiny house OR apartment your whole young adult-elder life

○ Name your children after birthstones 

○ Marry the sim or choose to stay single

○ For each stage of your life marry and divorce a sim. (Young adult is the first marriage, Adult is the second marriage, and so on)

○ Reach level five in the education career, quit and then only do odd jobs from then

○ Complete your aspiration

Optional:

○ Have a kid during the first marriage 

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Generation 8  ⚘ Salsberry Steak

You grew up not knowing how to cook. Gosh the thought of being in a kitchen just pisses you off. Like what kid wants to spend their time cooking? So what do you do when you become old enough to move out on your own where your parents aren’t cooking for you? Well, you only eat quick meals. Quick and easy sandwiches all you have to do is just unwrap them, slap them together and bam, you have a meal. Those Salsberry Steaks, takeoff the wrapper put them in the microwave and Bam! Food. 

It sounds like a great life. Never having to cook your own food, just ordering out all the time and if not ordering out you’re always eating quick meals. But this all comes to a slow realization that this is not healthy. But dang it you can’t cook your own food so you’ll just have to learn slowly. 

Research online or watch cooking shows on the TV until you reach level seven of cooking. Once reaching level seven of the cooking skill then that is when you will venture into making your own food for the first time. How will it go? Well you have to start making food for you to know ;)

Traits: Foodie, Glutton

Aspiration: Inner Peace

Career: Writer

Location: Anywhere

Goals/Requirements:

○ Max the Cooking, Mixology, & Baking skills

○ Must reach level seven of the Cooking skill in order to cook a meal

○ Must reach level seven of the Baking skill in order to bake

○ Loves to dress casually

○ Once you max out the cooking skill, buy the chef’s station

○ Complete your aspiration

○ Reach level ten of the Writer career

○ Have at least one child

Optional: 

○ Make three excellent meals on the chef’s station

○ Simstagram each new meal you make

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Generation 9  ⚘ Pro Gamer

Your parents had high hopes for you. They want you to be a doctor, a lawyer, a scientist if you will. The immense pressure your parents put you through just stresses you out so much. This is not what you envisioned it would be. Your dreams and your passion is to win. Win in video games.

Ever since your dumb cousin taught you what video games were, you became obsessed. You play it every day after school, video games just consumed you. There was no time for chores. But you’re not just a regular shmegular gamer girl/boy. You are going to go pro. You can feel it in your bones. So you set on a journey to win at least three of the gaming contests at Geekcon. 

This is how you plan to show the world that the next pro gamer is on the rise.

Traits: Geek, Loner

Aspiration: Computer Whiz

Career: Tech Guru (Esports Gamer Branch)

Location: Anywhere

Goals/Requirements:

○ Max the Video Gaming & Logic skills

○ Reach level ten of the Tech Guru (Esports Gamer Branch)

○ Start off with a cheap computer and with the money you earn from winning the contests at Geekcon, buy a better one

○ Live in a dingy apartment or your mom’s basement

○ Become good friends with three sims you play online games with 

○ Complete your aspirtation 

○ Livestream at least five times

○ Have at least two kids

○ Win three gaming contests at Geekcon

Optional:

○ Only marry someone who is a Geek/Gamer

○ Become a Global Superstar Celebrity level

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Generation 10  ⚘ Back to Where it all Began

Music comes to you whenever you’re inpsired. Yet, why was that so hard to achieve when you lived in the city? Not long after you failed to write any music or become inspried, you almost want to give up. But that was when an ad for Sulani pops up on the computer. This was a place for inner peace. The place for inspirtation. You move to Sulani. The fresh hot sand digging between your toes and the warmth of the sun that embraces you. The sweet salty smell of the ocean just hits you right as you wake up every morning. You hear locals around saying how great Sulani is for exercising and clearing one’s mind. The locals recommend fishing, swimming, biking all of those things just so that you could be one with nature. 

The melodies and lyrics just come to you. Pick up your guitar, piano, or violin and begin to write your masterpieces when you become inspired. Journal and write down your thoughts daily. Create blogs about your time on the islands and let the peace embrace you.

Traits: Loves Outdoors, Child of the Ocean, Music Lover

Aspiration: Musical Genius 

Career: Entertainer (Musician Branch) 

Location: Sulani

Goals/Requirements:

○ Max the Fitness, Wellness, & any instrument skills

○ Have/adopt one child 

○ Loves to dress in beach attire

○ Favorite color is purple

○ Write in journal/blog daily

○ Write music ONLY when inspired 

○ Have three close friends

○ Complete your asipiration 

Optional: 

○ Max all instrument skills

○ Move back into the same house your sims renovated in Generation One

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Required Packs:

These packs are required for this legacy challenge but of course you can always play without. You would just have to change up the backstory a little :)

○ Island Paradise

○ University

○ Get Famous 

○ Cottage Living

○ Dogs and Cats

○ Nifty Knitting 

I worked really hard to create this challenge for you guys so don’t forget to tag me (@Imjennx) and #EverAfterChallenge in your videos, posts, and tweets so I can see! 

Good Luck everyone!

[hahashifts]

I started this challenge today

[hahashifts]

Haha's Morning Update: Tumblr Edition Day 2

I had a really, really good shifting attempt last night! I had that feeling of not necessarily freedom but close to freedom, & was open to the possibilities. I was restless last night and at some point I woke up in the middle of the night wide awake and excited but didn't know why I was excited except that it felt like I'd just "shifted back". I didn't have any memories of a shift, so I'm not sure if I did in fact shift and maybe just slept in a DR but regardless it's progress and I feel SO GOOD ABOUT SHIFTING TODAY!

Yanno the spark? Yeah, ya girl feels the shifting spark right meow ✨

In other news.....

Today is gonna be WACK.

[hahashifts]

Affirmations Using Chakras

"I Am" Affirmations = Root Chakra

ex: I am shifting to my desired reality/I am aware of 'x' reality

"I Feel" Affirmations = Sacral Chakra

ex: I feel connected to myself in my DR

"I Do" Affirmations = Solar Plexus Chakra

ex: I do believe I am shifting now

"I Love" Affirmations = Heart Chakra

ex: I love how easy shifting is for me

"I Speak" Affirmations = Throat Chakra

ex: I speak my truth and experiences

"I See" Affirmations = 3rd Eye Chakra

ex: I see the way to my desired reality

"I Understand" Affirmations = Crown Chakra

ex: I understand and believe I am capable of shifting

[shiftervvv]

'crawling back to you'

Literally shifters after having a bad day